1. How to write an essay about the third success?

When I write this title, everyone will definitely find it strange, why is it the third success? You may not know that my first success was in the third grade, when I learned to cook instant noodles; my second success was in the fourth grade, when I learned how to stir-fry meat with green peppers; this is my third success Success - Learned to scramble eggs.

You may think: isn’t it easier to scramble eggs than to fry meat? To this end, my answer is: No, because scrambled eggs have to pay attention to color. fragrant. It has all the flavors, but when it comes to stir-fried meat, it just pays attention to the flavor. Okay, without further ado, let’s take a look at how I succeeded! ! ! ! ......... 1. First turn on the induction cooker (if you don't have an induction cooker, just turn on the gas stove. If it doesn't work, you can also use the earth stove), then put the oil into the pot and heat it up.

2. Add the chopped green onions. ginger and add a spoonful of salt.

3. Crack the eggs into the pot and keep turning them with a spoon. After a minute, squeeze out the oil and transfer to a plate.

OK, the eggs are fried! ! !

Take a look and you will be filled with golden eyes; smell it and the aroma will come to you; take a bite and you will have endless aftertaste.

Come to my house to taste my third dish if you have the chance! 2. The third primary school composition is about caring and caring for others.

There are many things I have done to help others: helping others pick up trash, helping the elderly cross the road... but what I remember most is helping my mother wipe the floor.

On the thirtieth day of this year, my family will come back to celebrate the New Year. There are grandpa, grandma, aunt, and brother. . After dinner, they all went to watch TV. Only my mother, aunt, and I were working. My mother washed the dishes and used chopsticks... My aunt wiped the table, and I helped. I saw that my aunt had wiped the table clean, but when I looked at the floor, it was very dirty. My aunt was about to get a mop, but my mother saw it and grabbed it and said, "You must be very tired after a long day of work. You go and have a rest." At this time, I thought, "Mom has also had a hard day, so I will help her wipe it." The floor." Thinking of this, I walked up to my mother and said, "Mom, it's the New Year and I'm one year older. Let me clean the floor." My mother looked up at me and said, "Okay." Composition website home. .sanwen8.cn

I followed my mother’s example in mopping the floor. First soak the mop, then twist the mop, left and right to dry it. I asked my mother: "Should you wipe it from back to front, or from front to back?" My mother said: "Wipe it from front to back." I picked up the mop and wiped it hard back and forth on the ground, and the mud on the ground was slowly wiped off by me. , I wiped another brick, brick by brick, and people could be seen on the ground. My aunt and mother smiled and said, "You did a great job." I was so happy after hearing this, it was sweeter than eating honey.

Helping my mother mop the floor taught me: care for others and be happy yourself.

In life, people need to care for each other, and caring is a virtue. Care for others and be happy yourself.

In a winter when the cold wind is howling and snowflakes are dancing. The ground was covered with ice, and I was walking cautiously on my way home from school. .The old lady next to me was walking on the ice like me. But she accidentally stepped on a banana peel on the ground and fell to the ground: she sat on the ground with her hands supporting her. There was a pained expression on his face. I quickly walked over, helped her up, asked her if it hurt, and helped her pick up the things she dropped on the ground. She said kindly: "Thank you, little girl." "You're welcome," I said with a smile, "Be more careful when you walk in the future." The old lady smiled at me and walked away slowly. Looking at her retreating back, I felt happy, but also a little angry. I was happy because I helped the old lady, but angry because people were throwing confetti. So I quickly threw the banana peel into the trash can and went home happily.

It’s true that “care for others and be happy yourself”! I finally experienced it personally, and also appealed to people not to litter.

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Parents’ love is selfless and never asks for anything in return. As a famous saying says: “Parents’ love for us is as long as the road. Children’s love for their parents is as short as chopsticks. “Mom and Dad are our good friends when we grow up. Next, let me tell you the story of my parents and me!

My mother is a good helper when I am discouraged. When I did not do well in the math test, I thought to myself: I will definitely be scolded by my mother when I get home. However, when I signed the test paper to my mother, I lowered my head for fear of being scolded by my mother. However, things were not as bad as I imagined. My mother only said: "It doesn't matter, I won't do well in the exam next time." Keep working hard and try your best to take the exam next time!” After listening to my mother’s encouragement, I was filled with a huge amount of power, as if it was about to gush out. It’s true that “hard work pays off”. I scored more than 90% on the next math test. My mother accounted for more than half of the credit for this exam. My mother’s encouragement is indispensable in life. Only with encouragement can I have confidence.

Dad is the healing potion for my pride. This year, I subscribed to the "Jinhua Evening News Little Reporter". I sent an essay to Teacher Chen's mailbox, and Teacher Chen helped me submit it. Unexpectedly, my essay was published in the newspaper. What a surprise! I told my dad about this happy event, but my dad said: "Don't be proud, keep working hard next time." I know this is my dad's tough love for me.

Mom and Dad, thank you for paying so much for me. I will definitely repay you well in the future. After paying so much for me, I will definitely repay you well in the future. 4. The third exercise for the third grade composition is to write about what inspirations I get from animals and plants

In our colorful world, scientists have invented many advanced equipment based on the inspiration of nature.

For example: the fluorescent lamp was invented by the scientist Edison who was inspired by the cold light emitted by fireflies flying at night; the submarine was also invented based on the fish's ability to move freely in the water; the dragonfly also provided the scientists who created the airplane with information Many revelations. ..

I thought to myself: Scientists can invent so many things with the inspiration of nature, then we can also invent something with the inspiration of the scenery in nature. So, I fell into deep thought. Suddenly, I saw a woodpecker treating the big tree. This big tree looks very big, but there is not a single bug. We will definitely think that the big tree is not sick. In fact, this is not the case. The bugs are in the big tree and cannot be seen by human eyes, but the woodpecker relies on his hearing. Accurately determine the cause of the disease of the big tree, accurately find the location of the bugs, and then eat the bugs in the big tree. This will cure the big tree's disease. The big tree is indeed different from before. Before the woodpeckers treated the disease, the big tree was obviously dying. But after the disease was cured, the big tree returned to its previous vitality. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but have an idea: Woodpeckers can treat diseases so quickly, I can invent a small robot that specializes in treating diseases!

I think that the small robot I want to invent has a unique appearance. It is like a human, but much smaller than a human. It is thin and looks like a piece of paper, and it is found in every household. Just hang it at the door. The bright blue and yellow colors match the "new body measuring device" with a special appearance. It not only decorates the door of your home, but can also do a full body check for people who pass by. If you are not sick, then it will The green light lights up; if you have a fever or a cold, the "body measuring instrument" will find out the cause of your illness, and light up a red light to warn and display treatment methods.

If the condition is serious, the red light will flash on and off, and the cause of the disease will be found, the treatment methods and things to pay attention to will be displayed, and the treatment methods and things to pay attention to will be printed out. All the patients who have been treated by this machine have recovered without going to the hospital. This can better solve the problem of difficult and expensive medical treatment for farmers and reduce the burden of farmers' lives. If every family has this Not to mention how convenient it is to plant a machine!

As long as you think carefully, I think nature will give you a lot of inspiration. 5. Write three essays

A mother is a delicious fruit. After she dedicates her loving skin to her children, all that is left for herself is a hard core. ——Inscription

How can we forget the love of family? It is a great kindness and hard work. In addition to providing us with all our needs in teaching daily life, providing food, and studying, etc. when we were young, our mother also worked hard for us without regrets and created an excellent environment for us. No matter what the situation, mother will put her love on us.

This is no longer an exaggeration. Many of us mothers are so busy with our affairs, family and work, that eventually even our hair turns gray. Late every night, my mother returned home with her tired body. The moonlight covered by dark clouds in front of the house was so weak and dim, watching her mother continue to write manuscripts in front of the window. Yes, which of our mothers does not work hard, leaves early and comes home late, does not provide the best living conditions for their children, and there are mothers who do not want to see their children satisfied and happy, and they are in our Give silently when you are happy.

When we were very young, our mother helped us slowly learn to deal with our own affairs, just like an eagle helps an eagle practice flying; like a lion training its cubs to catch food. We must know how much effort our mothers put into us so that we can learn to deal with simple and practical things around us: in order for us to learn to tie our shoes and use chopsticks to eat, they teach us again and again, and let us learn to do so again and again. Another practice to correct our mistakes; in order for us to learn to wash our own clothes and tie our own buttons, they trained us step by step so that we could learn how to handle ourselves so that we would not rely on others for everything and help us grow up. What should be learned determines the foundation.

Mother can bring us warmth and courage, allowing us to move forward bravely without unnecessary threats. I remember that when I was a child, I had a high fever of 39 degrees and pressed on my forehead. The constant pain from the high fever made me extremely uncomfortable all day long. Finally, I went to the hospital to see a doctor. There was no doubt that the result was to give me a blood-curdling shot. Naturally, I got goosebumps after hearing about the injection. I ran around the hospital, but the nurses caught me and took me to the injection room. When I saw the shining needle shaking in the sky, my nervous heart was shaken again and I cried loudly. Finally, my mother came in. She asked me to quiet down with a gentle voice, then sat down and said to me: "When you feel pain, just bite my hand and let me share some of the pain and cry for you." After hearing this, I blinked my tearful eyes and asked, "Can you really share my pain?" Well! "My mother's simple words made me feel relieved. During the injection, I did feel pain, so I bit my mother's arm tightly, which really relieved a lot of pain. After it was over, I raised my head and looked at my mother. , I saw that my mother was already in tears. Do you really think that as long as we bite our mother's arm when we feel pain, the pain will be relieved? No, it was just my mother's firm words that shocked me and filled me with confidence and hope. Courage to overcome unknown difficulties.

For more things, we not only need mother's love, but more importantly, we need dependence on our mother. I was out of town for a week. That night, I was so panicked. I hugged my mother's hand tightly while sleeping, worrying about her leaving. After a while, I fell asleep... Bang, a slight sound of the door closing woke me up, and I panicked. I grabbed my left hand and stretched my right hand, but the only thing that made me sure was that my mother went out of town.

I didn't sleep anymore that night. Because my father was working out of town, I looked at the street in front of the window that night. I watched school from three o'clock in the morning until I was willing to give up. In this way, in seven days, I Cooking, washing clothes by myself, practicing by myself, bathing by myself, sleeping by myself, everything is so lonely, so lonely, it even scares me in the dark. When my mother came back, I immediately rushed down to greet her... Although it had been a long time since this incident, I still dare not recall it, let alone live this kind of life again, now that I am in the first grade of junior high school.

Time is not forgiving, and the youth of mothers is quickly overwhelmed by family and social affairs. What is replaced is a line of earthworm-like wrinkles on the forehead, and a conspicuous wrinkle is replaced. White hair. This allows us to clearly see our mother's white hair. Each white hair has a touching story. It makes us re-recognize our great and lovely mother and more clearly realize that what our mother does is closely related to us. of. 6. Write your own composition in the third person

Look, he is this person

Look, there is such a handsome guy, with a pair of big, bright eyes under his thick eyebrows , a high nose bridge, and two cute dimples when you smile. Hey, isn't he handsome?

I heard that he has many hobbies, including singing and dancing, but his only flaw is that he is careless.

Normally, he seems to be very "calm", but when there is an exam, it will be a disaster. It's not that he can't do the questions, or he can't write the words, or he is afraid of being sloppy. For example, in that dictation, the teacher asked him to write "sweeping the floor" but he wrote "sweeping the floor". The teacher said he was too sloppy. He scratched his head, pouted and said: "Hey, teacher, sweeping the floor and sweeping the floor are both the same. They are about the same." Well, aren't they all making gestures from the ground, hehe?" His words caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

Speaking of advantages, his biggest advantage is his humor. He often tells jokes with his classmates in school, which always makes them laugh.

Wait, wait. He is also good at English. He has been learning English since he was seven years old. It has been four years and he has experienced many ups and downs. He loves English. His ideal is to be a cartoonist and translator. Ahem, let me first state that I am not the fat translator in "Xiao Bing Zhang Ga"! Besides, his body shape is long and thin. His classmates say that he "doesn't gain weight" and he thinks so himself.

As I mentioned comics just now, he is a big comic fan and reads almost all comics as long as he likes them. His comic books are all rotten and he turned them over. He also likes painting. His classmates encouraged him and asked him to contribute, but he was introverted and didn't dare. Alas, it's really "tragic".

What he hates most is mathematics. Whenever he thinks about adding a few or multiplying a few, he gets a headache. He likes blue, likes kittens, he hopes to make friends with aliens, and he hates boring people, braggarts, and self-righteous people.

This is Wang Tongxin, a freshman at Yunhe Experimental Middle School.

Wang Tongxin

If there is plagiarism, you can go to hell.

7. Essay on a father who left home for the third time

Ever since I was a child, the person I am most grateful to is my father; the person I love most is my father; the person I am most grateful to is my father; The most important person is still my father. Composition is dedicated to my father’s love.

From childhood to adulthood, he has loved me so much. In order to make a living and support me, he worked tirelessly and traveled around. No matter how hard and difficult it is, he never gives up or flinches. Because in his heart, responsibility is his persistent belief! He must be responsible for himself, me, and his family. Because in his heart, love is the expression of his actions! He loves his daughter, he loves his family.

Because of love, he takes on arduous responsibilities; because of love, he becomes the tall pillar of the family; because of love, he holds up a blue sky for me sky! He is not a millionaire, nor is he a high-ranking official. He is just an ordinary carpenter. Because of responsibility and love, he had to leave his hometown to work in a distant place.

When he was far away for years and months, working endlessly day and night, I was here worrying about him all the time and every second. I don’t know, we are spending time like this. How many springs, summers, autumns and winters have passed, how many cold and scorching summers have passed; how many days and nights have passed... But I know that our hearts will always be together.

I have known this since childhood. , His love is the most selfless and greatest in the world! His love is mixed with his selfless dedication, his hard work and sweat; mixed with his bright red blood!

Thank you for his meticulous care of me, thank you for your selfless dedication, thank you for your father's love that is as high as a mountain and as long as a stream of water! 8. Write a composition about a classmate in the third person

The days have passed day by day, and many things have been forgotten. However, there is one thing in my heart that I will never forget.

In the third period of the morning in my fourth grade, the English teacher walked into the classroom with a smile and a test paper. The English teacher’s smile was as sweet as honey, and I knew , this time the English test score is very good. The teacher said happily: "The English test results this time are very good, but there are still a few students who failed. Those who cheat should work harder!" I was very nervous because my English was not very good. At this time, the teacher said loudly: "Peng Siyu ranked first with 100 points!" I was very happy and hurriedly walked over to get the test paper, but when I looked back, I clearly wrote the book as boko, but the teacher did not deduct my points. , I don’t know whether I should tell the teacher about this. On the way home, I was struggling. When I got home, I looked at the test paper again and again. My mother, who had just finished doing housework, saw my expression and came over to me and asked me what happened. I was 151 Shidi told my mother, and my mother said seriously: "Go and tell the teacher tomorrow clearly, do you know that you want to be an honest child?" I nodded reluctantly.

The next morning, I lowered my head and walked into the teacher's office... Just like that, my 100 points became 99.5 points, but I will not regret it at all, because this way I can Be an honest child.

After this incident, I understood: Honesty is the foundation of life. If a person has not been honest since he was a child, he will become a bad child. 9. Composition of the third unit of the second volume of the third grade of elementary school

My name is Guo Xinzhuo. I am twelve years old and I go to class 3 of the fifth grade in Hexi No. 3 Primary School.

I am a quiet girl with big eyes and a small cherry mouth.

One of my strengths is that I am willing to help others. Usually in class, if my classmates need my help, as long as I can do it, I won't say anything. When I was in the second grade, there was a classmate whose pencil box couldn't be opened. I immediately helped him pick up a brick from the playground. When I knocked it, the pencil box was broken, but it was still open, and the classmate didn't blame me. My shortcomings are that I like to make typos, sometimes I am very lazy, and I always walk stooped.

My parents often tell me that I have fewer typos in my homework, but my bad habits of laziness and stooped walking have not been changed. I have to make up my mind to get rid of these bad habits.

After school every day, I always rush home in a hurry. Homework is done. I turned on the computer and started writing an essay on Xiaohe No. 1 Model Online.

My hobbies include: rubber band jumping, running, inline pulley, skipping rope, bicycle, painting, etc.

Once, my mother bought some melon seeds to prepare for the guests who were about to come. I ended up eating half of it. My mother taught me a lesson. Why! It's hard to move mountains and rivers, but it's hard to change one's nature.

One day, my parents called home and said: "Mom and dad will be home late because of something." Grandma heard the call and said, "I will cook." I said, "Grandma, I will do it." "Grandma said: "Be careful."

Another day, I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. I saw a stall making clay figures, and I said to my mother: "Sell them to me. How about a clay figurine?" Mom said, "Okay." I took a Huanhuan clay figurine. 10. A 300-word Chinese third-dimensional composition for the sixth grade.

Six articles, revise one by yourself: Caring and caring are a kind of etiquette and a virtue. There are many, many such virtues around us. The word "care" can often be found in a small thing.

For example, giving up your seat in the car shows the care between people. In my memory, there is one thing that I cannot forget. This thing made me understand care and help.

On a cold and windy afternoon, the sky turned dark and it looked like it was going to rain. Sure enough, when we left the classroom after school, we found it was raining and snowing outside. Fortunately, my mother brought me an umbrella. I was thankful at the door and patted my chest gently and said, I can't be a drowned rat today.

Some students sighed and said, haha, I also brought an umbrella. In this way, the students with umbrellas left one after another, while those without umbrellas could only look at the school gate, looking forward to the arrival of their parents.

Because I forgot to take the water glass, I went back to the classroom to bring it back, so I saw a touching scene. In the corridor, there was a male classmate who was looking left and right in the corridor. He must be waiting for his parents to arrive. He frowned. What's the weather? Why is it raining? A big brother happened to come over and heard it. He said to his little classmate, "You didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" Use mine first, right? I still have one, the little classmate said gratefully and took the umbrella.

Then disappeared into the rain. At this time, I discovered that the eldest brother also only had one umbrella. He ran out of the school gate without hesitation and went home in the rain.

But the little classmate didn’t know that the person who gave him the umbrella went home in the rain. Seeing this scene, I was really moved to tears. What a good person! When others were in trouble, he stepped forward and gave others warmth, but he was caught in the cold wind with rain and snow, shivering with cold.

I was moved by the quality of this big brother. Although I was not very old at the time, this incident left me deeply shocked. Chapter 2: Caring If the world is a small house, Care is like a window in a hut; if the world is a ship, then care is a beacon on the vast sea. Being cared for by others is a wonderful enjoyment, and caring for others is a noble and beautiful virtue.

I remember that time, when I got home very late, the stairs became very dark, and the moonlight from the window refracted in, refracting on the narrow stairs. When I got home and walked to the entrance of the stairs, At that time, I found my neighbor's grandmother coming down from upstairs. When I reached the last staircase, I accidentally fell. I quickly ran over and helped the grandma up and said, "Grandma, are you okay?" Grandma pointed to the desired position.

I said anxiously: "Grandma, have you twisted your waist?" Grandma closed her eyes tightly, showing a very uncomfortable look. I looked around and found a small wooden stool.

I ran over and took it over, asking grandma to sit down first.

I immediately ran upstairs to put my schoolbag on, and ran to the other side to knock on the door. I thought: hurry up, open the door quickly, the old lady is still down there... hurry up and open the door.

But the door never opened. I couldn't wait any longer, so I ran downstairs and carried the old grandma on my back to the clinic where my mother took me last time. Although grandma was a little heavy, I could bear it because I had a life in my hands. I decided to be disabled and happy for the rest of my life. .

Sweat has flowed into my eyes, but I can't wipe it, because if I wipe it, grandma will fall off. When I arrived at the clinic, I put my grandma down and wrote a note with my grandma's address... The moment I left, I felt tired and sweet.

I think if you want to be happy, you should learn how to care for others. It is a kind of happiness to get the care of others, and it is even more happiness to care about others.

Let us care for others and be happy as a result. Chapter 3: Care In the world, care is everywhere.

Caring is the kind teachings of parents; caring is the kind greetings and thoughtfulness of grandparents; one morning, I deeply realized it. It was a cold morning. I got up early and my stomach was growling with hunger.

Mom and Dad are still in their sweet sleep. They work hard and rarely get a good night's sleep. I don't want to disturb them. But I didn’t know how to do it, so I had to get dressed, walk out of the house, and buy breakfast.

As soon as I walked through the door, I saw the cold wind howling outside, and I was shivering from the cold. After buying the bread, I buttoned up my clothes, lowered my head, and hurried home, rushing back to the warm home. Suddenly, I bumped into an old man head-on, and I hurriedly said, "I'm sorry."

Then, facing the cold wind, I continued running. Suddenly, a pair of strong hands grabbed my shoulders, and I felt nervous. When I looked back, I saw the old man asking kindly: "It's so cold, why are you wearing so few clothes? What are you doing out here..." A series of questions made me breathless. I said: "I, I..." while raising the breakfast in my hand.

"Child, it's cold. You have to keep warm and don't catch a cold..." The old man kept chattering and put his cotton jacket on me. At this time, I looked at him carefully: a weather-beaten face, two deep-set eyes, deep and bright, looking piercing.

Suddenly, "Ah-guess" the old man sneezed, and his body was shaking from the cold. My nose felt sore, and I thought: He is really an old man whom I respect. He would rather catch a cold than let me suffer the pain of the biting cold wind.

My heart suddenly warmed up, and I couldn't help but raise a team salute to him. In fact, care is everywhere, let us care for the people around us! Chapter 4: Unforgettable Love When I was a child, my parents were not around me, and the only one who was by my side was my grandma.

Since I was a child, I have been "self-reliant" and do my own things. I wash dishes, wash clothes, get dressed, and eat all by myself. I don’t think of any little child, delicate and delicate, who has to be fed when he eats.

My father, mother, and younger brother are all in Shenzhen. No matter where they are, my life will not be affected. It doesn’t matter whether my mother is here or not. This is what is called heartless, right? In my heart, it is a rare thing for my parents to come back. I still remember one time when they came back and I heard my grandma shouting outside, I woke up from my sleep and quickly put on my clothes. They happened to come in and asked : "Do you want mom to help you put it on?" "No!"... When I was a child, I was such a "self-improvement". Now, living with them all day, every day, they just.