If someone asks me who you admire, I will not hesitate to answer, "The person I admire is Chang Huairen."
Chang Huairen is my old friend. He has a Chinese face, fair skin and bright eyes embedded in his face. He is very wise.
Chang Huairen has the spirit of studying hard and never being satisfied. During a recess, the students rushed out of the classroom like arrows and ran to the playground to play. At this time, only Chen Huairen and I were left in the classroom to concentrate on solving a math problem. We sometimes think and sometimes discuss, and soon the problem is solved by us. I was ecstatic and dancing, but Chang Huairen frowned and stared at the math problem, thinking hard. I'm confused. This math problem has been solved. What else do you want? I'm confused. I leaned my head over and said, "Isn't the problem solved? Why are you still thinking? " Chang Huairen didn't seem to hear, but he still buried his head and concentrated on thinking. Seeing his concentration, I had to sit next to him and wait. I saw him calculating, drawing lines, thinking and laughing for a while.
Tick-tock time passed, and Chen Huairen's forehead was covered with sweat. He is still staring at the computing board. Suddenly, he jumped up from his seat and said happily that the second solution had come out. It turned out that he was thinking about the second plan, and suddenly my heart was full of admiration.
Chen Huairen not only has the spirit of studying hard, but also has excellent grades. Every final exam, his grades are among the best, but he is never proud and always studies quietly.
Chang Huairen has good grades and a spirit of hard study. He is one of my most admired classmates.
My fourth grade composition article 2 I had many "companions" in my childhood, cute monkey dolls, handsome Altman, all kinds of toy guns, eye-catching books ... but the bicycle that accompanied me for the longest time was the 26-type bicycle.
This is an old bike of grandpa's. It is said that I bought this bike when I was just born. Now this bicycle is rusty, and the tires of the two wheels have been changed many times. The basket in front of the bike has rusted through a big hole. Although the car is worn out, it is still handy to ride. On my eighth birthday, my mother bought me an "Angel" brand-name bicycle, but it was stolen soon, but I was not worried that thieves would patronize this old bicycle.
When I was very young, my grandfather rode this bike, and he always stepped on it slowly. I stood on the frame of my bicycle, sometimes gesticulating with my hand as a "gun", closing my left eye, aiming at the trees, and screaming in my mouth, just like a PLA soldier; I sometimes jump on grandpa's back and play with various postures. Passers-by will look at me and say I'm an acrobat. Sometimes I will hold the windmill in my hand and make it rattle, and the animals painted on it will dance.
I grew up and learned to ride a bike. I often ride this bike to go shopping, outing, swimming, skating and shooting; I will also ride this bike to my classmates' birthday parties and learn my specialties. What impressed me most was that I rode this bike and competed with my friends around the 600-meter circular corridor of the campus. During the game, my friends raced after each other, and I was always in the lead. Sometimes I show off my skills-my hands are high and I ride my bike forward.
This bike was my inseparable companion when I was a child. It is full of my childhood curiosity and dreams. It brought me a lot of happiness and spent many wonderful times with me.
How far is my fourth grade composition 3 in the future? What will I be in five years, 10 years, 15 years … 15 years? I was full of thoughts, put on the wings of imagination and flew into a dream.
/kloc-after 0/5, I am 25 years old, but I am still very cute, with big eyes flashing and eyebrows with Barbie charm. Pink cherry has a small mouth and long hair up to the waist.
Who would have thought that after 15, I have become the female boss of a famous design company and a famous ballet dancer.
I put on a beautiful pink dream ballet dress, with purple ribbon dancing shoes on my feet, hair on my head and white "swan hair". At that time, I stood on the stage and saw my feet on the ground, dancing Swan Lake, the most famous dance in ballet, which was soothing and beautiful, sometimes heroic and sometimes cheerful and moving. I have been immersed in Swan Lake for a long time, and my eyes seem to see the prince and the swan princess dancing, which looks very harmonious. At the end of the music, I stopped dancing, curtseyed and waved to the audience, and then there was warm applause from the audience. Then I left the theater with graceful steps. There are also many fans outside holding my name and shouting loudly. Crying is deafening from time to time. Others are holding notebooks and clamoring for my autograph. I couldn't refuse, so I reluctantly agreed. I patiently signed their names, and after signing, I waved symbolically, indicating that I was leaving.
Amid cheers, my white sports car went home with a whoosh. My home is a seaside villa with beautiful environment, three floors, swimming pool and water slide. It was fun! You must come and play one day!
This is me in 15 years.
In our class, the person I admire most is Liu Ji. Liu Ji not only studies well, but also often helps his classmates. He is a good student with both ability and political integrity.
I remember once, we had a handicraft class in our class. The teacher taught us to weave ropes, but I always can't weave them well. Liu Ji saw it, turned around, took my hand and rope, patiently talked, taught and tried to teach me. I was moved to see his spirit of helping others.
Another time, in math class, the teacher gave us a difficult problem. We racked our brains and couldn't figure it out. Liu Ji is the only one who understands. At this time, he stood up and explained by analogy. After listening to it, we suddenly realized.
I will definitely learn from him in the future. No matter which student encounters difficulties, I will care about helping others and be an admirable good student.
Autumn is a beautiful season and also a harvest season.
Lying on the lawn, looking at the sky, the sky is so blue and beautiful; White clouds are like cotton, flying freely in the sky; A breeze is blowing, which makes people feel refreshed.
When I came to the tree and looked up, the leaves began to turn yellow, flying in the air like beautiful butterflies, falling down one by one.
When I came to the hawthorn forest, I saw many small hawthorn trees. Touched by the breeze, they are swaying gently, just like small red lanterns. It makes the forest red and beautiful.
Through the Woods, we came to the field. Looking ahead, rows of Huang Chengcheng rice appeared in front of us. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the blown rice rolled forward like waves. The heavy ears of rice bent the straw, just like a shy girl who bowed her head shyly.
When I went back, there was a small tree in front of me, and the birds on the tree were singing crisp songs for this beautiful scenery; There are also some geese flying to the south in droves for the winter; Some animals have been hiding underground and spending the winter in trees.
Ah! What a beautiful autumn!
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I am an adult. What was I doing then? Look, I'm not helping others build houses on the moon!
I brought my laptop first and my fingers jumped on the keyboard a few times. After a while, the smoke filled the front. In the smoke, I vaguely saw a luxurious house rising like a legendary palace. The furniture inside can be said to be unique, such as automatic TV, remote control bed … and robots about my height, all of which are dedicated to serving people.
There are many small flowers around the house, such as red as chardonnay, yellow as gold and white as silver ... It's really beautiful, adding a beautiful scenery to the gorgeous house. "Success, success!" My colleagues and I cheered and looked at the "masterpiece" made by ourselves, and there was an indescribable pleasure in our hearts.
There is no best, only better. I also want to build a more advanced house so that every family can live and work in peace and contentment. This is my greatest wish as a lunar engineer.
My fourth grade composition article 7 My father is an ordinary teacher, with nothing outstanding and not too handsome, but I always think he is a comprehensive person. Because every time I want to make a small production, I will get his help, and every time his help makes me very satisfied. Just say the latest one:
Time to watch TV. I shuttled between TV channels. Suddenly, a TV channel with a steelyard attracted me. The freshness in front of me made me feel addicted when I saw the end of the program, so I came up with a new idea-making a steelyard myself. But after thinking for a long time, I can't figure out what to use to mark the scale, because I use a plastic stick, so the pen will be erased; The nail is unstable; Carving with a knife is not good; I have tried all kinds of whimsy, but there is still no suitable method. At this time, my father came out. I looked at him as if I saw a savior. I quickly called him over. When he saw me throwing a steelyard, he was sweating profusely and decided to help me. First of all, I saw him take a box of nails. I want to say to him, "I just tried, and the nails won't go in!" " "But on second thought, how could my father, who has been worshipping me so much, fail? So after thinking about it, I decided not to say it. He finished his last cigarette and then reached for the lighter. Seeing this, I began to hate him a little. I said I would help me. Now why do I have to smoke one after another? But his actions are always so puzzling: when he turns on the lighter, it is not the cigarette but the nail that sticks into the fire! He baked the nail in the fire until it began to turn red. This action is too much like the burning torture used by the Japanese to treat unyielding martyrs! Next, like being burned, he poked the red-hot nail into the scale that had been drawn. In a short time, many scales appeared on the scale.
Time and time again, I have to marvel at my father's practical ability. Faced with one difficulty after another, I have an omnipotent father.
Last year, my mother bought me a puppy from the pet market. I regard it as a treasure. I gave it a bath first, and then I ate some dog food. It immediately became full of vitality, very naughty and lovely.
Its eyes are like two small grapes, its nose is like washed blueberries, and its mouth is covered with hair on its face. Only when it eats can it see its mouth and teeth. Its limbs are short. When it sleeps, it looks far away, like a snow-white fluffy ball. When it is happy, its tail will keep shaking; When angry, the tail will stand upright to show anger.
He is also an expert in problem child. On one occasion, he dragged his muddy feet around the living room several times. At that time, his mother had not come home. As soon as I saw it, I quickly picked him up and put him in the nest I made for him. I picked up a mop to clean the living room. Mom came back, and I thought to myself: fortunately, I finished it in time. I didn't expect to run to the living room and walk around when I wasn't paying attention, and printed "plum blossom piles" all over the room.
A year has passed, still so naughty and lovely, but I like it as always.