I am a happy person. I am not an only child. I also have a younger brother. He is both cute and interesting. It brings a lot of fun to my family, makes my family full of vitality and makes my family full of laughter.
He has an apple face, which is very cute. He has big eyes, small nose, small mouth and medium ears. He is not tall, but he is not short either, because he is only 8 years old and in the third grade of primary school. Usually, besides reading books, I just play, and my academic performance is just average. His mother often teaches him to play less. I remind him every day, but he doesn't. But he has one advantage, that is, he is not picky about food. He is both cute and irritating.
There is one thing I still remember, which happened when I was 7 years old. I took a cup to drink water. When he was young, his mother gave him a bottle. He didn't want my cup, and I wouldn't give it, so he crawled to grab it, because he was only 2 years old and couldn't walk yet. Of course I won't give it to him. He bit my stomach when I was drinking water and asked me to call my mother. After my mother came, I seemed to see a glimmer of hope, but my mother said she would give up my brother and give me some medicine. I was confused. Looking back now, I was so naive at that time. Brother is really, really naughty.
Although he is naughty, as long as he is gone, my home is quiet and I can hear my heartbeat. Once, he went out to play with his father in the morning and didn't come home at noon. My mother and I are bored to death except watching TV at home. My mother said, "Tao Tao is not at home. It's much quieter at home, but it's not fun at all. Boring. " I was listless, too, until they came back in the evening, and the house was full of laughter. Only then did I realize that everyone would be lifeless without our family. Happiness is not money, nor a person's happiness, but the happiness of a family gathering together.
My cute and naughty brother always makes people laugh and cry. Because of his existence, I feel the taste of happiness, which makes me memorable. ...
My brother's composition is 600 words.
I am a happy person. I am not an only child. I also have a younger brother. He is both cute and interesting. It brings a lot of fun to my family, makes my family full of vitality and makes my family full of laughter.
He has an apple face, which is very cute. He has big eyes, small nose, small mouth and medium ears. He is not tall, but he is not short either, because he is only 8 years old and in the third grade of primary school. Usually, besides reading books, I just play, and my academic performance is just average. His mother often teaches him to play less. I remind him every day, but he doesn't. But he has one advantage, that is, he is not picky about food. He is both cute and irritating.
There is one thing I still remember, which happened when I was 7 years old. I took a cup to drink water. When he was young, his mother gave him a bottle. He didn't want my cup, and I wouldn't give it, so he crawled to grab it, because he was only 2 years old and couldn't walk yet. Of course I won't give it to him. He bit my stomach when I was drinking water and asked me to call my mother. After my mother came, I seemed to see a glimmer of hope, but my mother said she would give up my brother and give me some medicine. I was confused. Looking back now, I was so naive at that time. Brother is really, really naughty.
Although he is naughty, as long as he is gone, my home is quiet and I can hear my heartbeat. Once, he went out to play with his father in the morning and didn't come home at noon. My mother and I are bored to death except watching TV at home. My mother said, "Tao Tao is not at home. It's much quieter at home, but it's not fun at all. Boring. " I was listless, too, until they came back in the evening, and the house was full of laughter. Only then did I realize that everyone would be lifeless without our family. Happiness is not money, nor a person's happiness, but the happiness of a family gathering together.
My cute and naughty brother always makes people laugh and cry. Because of his existence, I feel the taste of happiness, which makes me memorable. ...
Deng Yu Jia, a senior one student in Tongren No.5 Middle School.
Second, the story between me and my opponent, composition 1000 words.
I have a brother and sister. Strange to say, people say that blood is thicker than water, but we are like the opposite of nature. Not being in the same place even gives people a completely different impression: people always smile when they see me and open the door to welcome me; If I catch a glimpse of my brother, my face will fall at once, lest I avoid it.
Some people may ask: Being brothers, why is this difference so big? Actually, it's all my brother's fault. He always likes to hit others. People throw cold water on people when they are in a good mood, and make it worse when they are in a bad mood. For me, I will catch up with my brother to comfort him after making trouble and bring him the warmth of the spring breeze. In the long run, it will naturally be incompatible with water and fire, and I will not wear the sky-my brother is mean, and my brother complains that I have intervened at random-well, go our separate ways!
But not long after, we met again, and the air was filled with strong gunpowder when we met. The focus of this argument is a child. I have to admit that this child is really talented. At a young age, poetry and songs are omnipotent and witty. This is really hard to get. I watched a group of people around him, trying to praise him, but my brother came with dark clouds, pulling me: "Wait, I'll go first ..." I was anxious: "People are celebrating, how can you make trouble! Go away quickly, or others will be unhappy when they see you in the future! "
The younger brother insisted: "If you don't let me go, you won't go!" I am really angry now and shouted at him, "Why are you so ignorant?"? No wonder everyone else hates you. It seems that we are natural opponents and can never live in peace! "
Brother cold corners of the mouth slightly sobbed, don't talk, and ran away. ...
I turned my head angrily, tried to suppress my unhappiness and congratulated the child with a smile. Suddenly, people laughed more happily, laughter dispelled the dark clouds, and my mood became clear.
But after a while, I was unhappy. It is said that the child called "prodigy" has gradually become normal, even worse than ordinary people. "Alas, Fang Zhongyong's children, what a wonderful future, was ruined by his father ..." I was sorry to hear this news. When I was distressed, there was a knock at the door, which was particularly heavy. Is it a younger brother?
I saw his little head drooping and said to me, I just went to see him. I flew into a rage: "so the culprit is you!" You know this will ruin his life! You ... "
"But it's only a matter of time before everyone will welcome us all his life ... I don't understand why everyone likes you and shuts me out? In fact, I should have visited first ... because the praise after the blow is still sweet! " My brother stared at me with his big clear and bright eyes. His eyes were hurt, but he was more confused. I suddenly found him a little cute. "I don't understand ..." He continued, but his tone dropped involuntarily. "Like Fang Zhongyong, he is just a prominent example. Brother, you say, how many people come first and then arrive, and make a name for themselves? But after me, most of them lived well. But after all these years, why doesn't anyone understand? Even then, you treat me like an opponent, and you will never die ... "
Oh, my brother! He understood a lot of things that I didn't understand before, but I misunderstood him because of my ignorance-he didn't want to hurt anyone, just wanted people to enjoy the glory I brought for a long time! I think he is more worthy of respect.
I gently wiped away his tears and told him, "Yes, we are natural rivals, no doubt, but I don't hate you anymore. Your behavior should be admired by everyone. " Go, I want to tell everyone that you are my brother! I want everyone to treat you like me-my brother! "
Yes, my brother is my opponent, but he is a respectable opponent: without him, I would not exist; And he is willing to be misunderstood, but also willing to make people feel happy-this title, he deserves.
Have you guessed? My name is success, and my brother is failure.
"3" My own story "Trick or Treat" My brother's composition is 300 words.
My family has a naughty brother. He is a naughty boy.
My brother has an oval face and big round eyes hanging on his chubby face. There are two curved faces on his eyes, just like the two rows of willows on his face. * * * ruddy little face with a straight and beautiful nose. My brother's face is white and tender, and his mouth is red like a red cherry. I'd like to see if it's a cherry.
Although he looks like that, in fact, the "hidden mystery" is an out-and-out "king of mischief" Once, when I was doing my homework there, he came up to me and said, "Sister, I just learned 1+ 1=2 from kindergarten, but it's okay anyway.
Damn it, or I'll help you with your homework! "I always refused him, thinking: If he helps me with my homework, the teacher won't kill me tomorrow, no, no. But he just won't stop, making my ears grow cocoons. Just right.
How could my brother give up such a good opportunity when I went to the bathroom? No, by the time I come back, my exercise book has been scribbled by him seven or eight times. Nine of the ten questions are wrong, and the right one is still: 1+ 1=2! He still smiles.
Hee hee said, "Sister, I am very powerful. I helped you finish your homework. Should I be invited to eat lollipops? " As soon as he turned around, my lungs would explode, so I picked up the correction fluid and painted on it.
This guy is the famous "king of tricks" in my family. Hey, when will this missile stop?
My _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (such as my lovely brother) asked to write a 600-word composition.
My lovely brother.
I have a lovely brother. He has big eyes and a pair of lovely dimples. He is.
I remember once, my brother came to my house as a guest. As soon as he came in, he said he would give us a performance. The whole family sat together to watch his performance. My brother found a microphone from nowhere and sang "Twinkling Stars" while humming a tune. He has been a little star for a long time, doing actions and making the whole family laugh.
Another time, he came to my house and said that he would play catch thieves with me. I was just about to refuse, but I looked at his expectant eyes again and had to agree. My brother is a policeman and I am a thief. The game has begun. 60, 59, 58, ...............'s brother counted patiently. I had a brainwave and hid in the big cupboard at home. Soon, my brother began to "sweep around". He walked around the balcony for a while, and then knocked on the toilet door. Finally, he looked around the big cupboard and looked at it with rapt attention. 10 minutes later, he didn't see any flaw and didn't hear a sound. When he was about to leave, I snorted and smiled. My brother quickly opened the cupboard door.
This is my lovely brother. After listening to his story, everyone wants to know him.
The first prize of my brother's story composition in Wu.
In an instant, my brother has ignored me for more than two months, but I still can't let him go. 18 is my brother's birthday. I wished him a happy birthday, but he still ignored me. On the 20th, I asked him how his birthday was. I thought he would still ignore me. Unexpectedly, he actually replied to my message! However, after reading it, my heart was cold. He called me back, "get out! What else to say to me! " You'd better not answer me. That night, I stayed up almost all night, and the pillow towel near my face was soaked with tears.
I thought that after this, I would gradually forget him. Unexpectedly, on the 23rd, something happened to me, letting me know that I can't forget him for a long time. Here's the thing. That morning, I got out a little early, so I missed the daily bus. I take another bus. After getting on the bus, I accidentally saw a man. God, I was going crazy at that time, and I wanted to rush up and hug him, because he looked so much like thinking about my brother all day! Fortunately, the last remaining reason told me, absolutely not! So, I decided to follow him. I kept my distance from him and followed him to his school. Ah, junior high school, actually. It seems that he is only 14 years old. It's a pity that I didn't get into school. I stood at the school gate for a long time and suddenly realized that I was going to work! Hurry straight to the unit, and the result is more than an hour late! Note: There are many stops where he gets off and where I should get off! )
Afterwards, I analyzed the reason why I followed him, and came to the conclusion that he looks almost exactly like my brother. So, I realized once again that although my brother ignored me, I really couldn't let him go in my heart.
I have been reading Hippo's blog recently, and I have become his loyal audience, so I have been urging him to update his blog. That day, he said, why don't you write thousands of words to see! So, I had an idea, and I decided to write down what happened to me and my brother, so that I could know myself again, and it was also a confession to myself.
My brother learned to ride a bike.
There is a first time for everything. The first time I rode a bike, I remember it clearly.
That was last year. Whenever my brothers and sisters in the community ride bicycles and the wind passes by me, I feel itchy and imagine myself riding a bicycle. So I pestered my parents to help me buy a new bike.
After buying a new bike, I can't wait to ride it. I didn't expect to fall down before riding far. I just got up and fell down. Time and again, I dare not touch my bike again.
However, once, I went to Chaoyang to play, and my brother spoiled his father and clamored for a bike ride. I was surprised and asked, "Brother, you already know?" The younger brother said, "Yes! Sister, can't you? " The little uncle said, "Let's go together and I'll teach you." I said yes. My uncle pushed out a bike for me to ride. Seeing that I dare not ride, I asked my brother to demonstrate. My brother rode easily, and I gradually gained confidence in myself. I got on my brother's bike again. My uncle gave me a hand, but quietly let go of my hand. Unexpectedly, I can keep my balance and ride for a long time. I fell down again when I wanted to turn the corner, because my skills were not good. The little uncle ran over and said with a smile, "I have let go for a long time." You can ride this far. Just practice again! " "I practiced hard for a while, and my brother clamored for a drink. My uncle said to him, "When we come back, my sister will definitely change. Can you believe it? My brother looked at me, then at his father and said, "I believe it!" " "After listening to these words, I was elated and practiced more attentively. When they came back, I was not skilled, but I could really spin!
It is getting dark. I wiped my sweat, picked up my uncle's mobile phone, dialed my mother's phone and proudly announced to my mother: I can ride a bike!
From this incident, I understand a truth, that is: nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind!
My family story composition (5 people: father, mother, me and two younger brothers)
Quality answer: My home is very good. My mother is a doctor, helping patients keep healthy. My father is a manager and earns a lot of money for our family. I am a student, and I study hard at school. I have a sister who is very beautiful, and I have a brother who is very naughty. In our family, we love each other.
The story of the fisherman that I told my brother.
I have a younger brother who is five years old this year. He's short and short, just up to my waist! His face is round, his eyes and nose are small, and he looks cute. He is my uncle's child and likes coming to my house very much.
No, it's bright again. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted, "Aunt, sister! I am coming! " I rushed out with Doug, the little chihuahua dog I just bought, shouting, "Liangliang, come and feed Doug chocolate!" " "Hearing this, the bright happy did not even wear slippers, flew up. I took out a box of chocolates from the cupboard. I just opened it and jumped up like a wolf. I grabbed a piece of chocolate and threw it into my mouth quickly. I was shocked and quickly shouted: "Bright! I bought this chocolate for Doudou. "Liang Liang froze and opened his mouth in surprise. He quickly took out half a piece of chocolate from his mouth and stuffed it into the dog's mouth." Liang Liang, you ... "Ah, I have nothing to say. What can I do when I meet such a greedy cat? As a result, this box of chocolates was eaten by Liang Liang and the dog.
? Liangliang is not only a greedy cat, but also likes to cheat sometimes. Once, after dinner, my uncle carried my grandmother's new bike and took me and Liangliang to ride in Hongfeng Square. When going out, grandma said that Liangliang and I would ride for a while. I didn't know that as soon as the car was put down, it jumped into the seat and stared at me proudly, as if it held a grudge against me. I said to him helplessly, "shall I ride twice?" He stuck out his tongue at me and rode as fast as he could. One lap, two laps, three laps ... he didn't even want me to ride it! This time, I was in a hurry and stopped the bike: "You have ridden it several times, so you can't ride it any more!" " It's my turn to ride! "Grandma also came and picked up the bright. Now Liang Liang quit, only to see his face changed, his mouth curled down, and he began to shout, "No, I want to ride, I haven't ridden enough!" "I want to ride!" No way, I have to surrender, who let me be a sister, good "female" does not hit "male", hum!
Although Liang Liang is greedy and shameless, more often, he is very cute, especially when listening to me. One day in the summer vacation, I went to my grandmother's house to play, and it happened that Liangliang was there (Liangliang went to her grandmother's house every day). I remembered the robot I played last time and asked, "Liangliang, do you know where the robot is?" Liangliang thought about it and said, "I'll look for it." I started going through everything. He climbed into the closet for a while, then climbed under the bed, but he couldn't find it for a long time. I have lost confidence, but Liangliang is still searching persistently. Finally, he shouted happily, "Sister, I found it, I found it!" " "Say that finish, he emerged from under the table. I was overjoyed to see him. I saw that his small round face turned into a small face, his face and nose were rubbed together, sweat dripped down, and his hands turned into black claws. He is also happy to see me smile.
This is my brother. I like him very much. What about you?
How to write a composition of more than 600 words with the story of dinosaurs and me as the main topic?
I'm sorry, everyone comes to you, which makes us elusive, but there will always be a moment when our inner world will bloom in spring. In order to further improve my physical fitness, my father asked my brother to supervise me to do squats and stand at home. At noon that day, I did this exercise under the supervision of my brother as usual. In the last few hours, my foot accidentally moved and was caught by my brother. He said, "I'll add another 50." I immediately retorted, "I didn't fall, I just moved." I should only add 25! " "He immediately shouted:" Grandpa, my sister didn't do what she was asked to do, and she still bargained, so give it to her 100! "I suddenly got angry:" I have done 200, and my feet are numb. If I add 100, I will be paralyzed. ""My brother said, "Dad asked me to supervise you, otherwise I wouldn't bother to supervise! I have to go out and play! ""Who wants you to supervise? I'll do it myself! " I shouted. My brother stopped talking, and I stopped talking. Looking at my grandfather, I had to earn 50 extra dollars desperately, and then I went outside to play. I sat by the lake and thought for a long time. I get angry at the thought of my brother like that! He always likes to go against me, really. At this moment, a little boy passed me by on his bike, but it wasn't his brother. At that moment, I felt I was wrong. If it weren't for me, my brother would have galloped outside on his bike, but he stayed at home and accompanied me to do sports for me. The wind gently brushed the lake, but it rippled in my heart, which made my heart restless for a long time. Yes, maybe I am really wrong, but how can I face this simple and kind boy? I still don't understand. As night fell, I was walking home, feeling very cold, as if something was missing. Suddenly, I heard a gentle voice behind me: "Sister!" I looked back and it was my brother. He came running to me on his bike. When he came to me, he stopped suddenly. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he asked him, "What's the matter with you? What's the hurry? " The younger brother said, "I didn't see you coming back, so I came out looking for you." My heart suddenly jumped and a warm current climbed into my heart, only to find that my brother cared about me as much as I cared about him. At that moment, my world blossomed in spring. Perhaps in this life, eternal love is family, because there is love to support you through every spring, summer, autumn and winter when you grow up. At that moment, my world blossomed in spring!
The growth story between brothers and sisters.
Growth is a familiar word. Everyone is growing. Growth can be varied. When we are educated, when we know our mistakes, or when we are tempered by difficulties, we will grow. ...
I still remember when I was in the first grade of primary school, I heard adults talk about the "Olympic Games", but I knew nothing about what the "Olympic Games" was. One night, when I was having dinner with my relatives and watching the TV news, my grandfather asked me a question: "Ningning, what is the' Olympic Games'?" I replied smoothly, "It's the Australians who are having a meeting." Hearing this, the relatives laughed. . "
Now, I have grown up, and I am a middle school student. I am no longer that "little cute" who knows nothing. I can tie my hair, choose my own clothes to wear, tidy my room and go to school by myself ... I also help my mother do some housework when I am free. When my parents are tired, I will help them with my little hands.
Aunt worked overtime yesterday. She brought my brother to my house and asked my mother to take care of him for a day. Unexpectedly, grandpa called to say that grandma was not feeling well and asked her mother to accompany her to the hospital. Helpless, I can only take care of my brother's errand. My mother was worried when she left, urging me to take good care of my brother. After mom left, the naughty brother jumped up and down on the bed for a while, then picked up the broom and said, "Here comes my old grandson!" " "One after another dangerous action, sono.. I think my brother likes to listen to the story of the Monkey King, so I tried my best, and my brother really listened with relish. Then, I taught my brother to put together puzzles, draw pictures and do math problems ... Soon it was four o'clock in the afternoon and my mother came back. Seeing this scene, a gratified smile appeared on her face.
Now, I feel that I have really grown up and can solve many things independently. I hope we can face up to the difficulties, overcome them tenaciously and make continuous progress in the future. This is the real growth.
I didn't understand many things when I was a child. Put the battery in my mouth, knead the cigarette into foam, touch the lighted match head with my hand ... these are all things I have done. But strangely, at that time, I always thought I knew everything. Knowing how to read a watch, I talked proudly about what an hour hand and a minute hand are all day. It's so loud that people all over the world can hear it. Those who don't know the inside story will definitely miss that look and action. What big secret does the child know? That day, my father told me what "staring" meant, and I immediately felt that my knowledge was enriched and my pride was beyond words. The next day in kindergarten, the first task was to explain the meaning of "staring" to all the children, and as a result, I was fined 10 minutes for talking in class.
When I grow up, I know more and more knowledge. Father is typing on the computer, and he comes to "ask" the words I don't know. My mother watched TV and asked me if I couldn't speak clearly. My younger brothers and sisters often call me to ask questions.
Although I became an authority, I found that there were more and more questions I didn't understand. The chemistry teacher told us that benzene is a semi-saturated structure. However, what is the so-called "semi-saturated structure"? How many valence bonds are there between carbon atoms? The physics teacher told us that different colors of light have different refractive indexes in different media. However, how to understand it from a scientific perspective? How do different colors of light form like this? Are they different in chemical composition? Often a problem is solved, and two or three new problems will continue to haunt me, making me feel more and more confused.
Many people miss their childhood, and feel that it was easy to be satisfied and happy at that time. Yes, realizing our ignorance, realizing that there is someone outside and there is a day behind us is the driving force for our growth.