Ni Jianwei has many advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that he is willing to help others and loves physical exercise, especially running. The disadvantage is that he moves too slowly and sometimes likes to hit people.
When Ni Jianwei is happy, his eyes narrow into slits. He used to smile lightly, but now he smiles naturally and sometimes even gives me food.
Today is the midterm exam, and of course there are questions that Ni Jianwei cannot solve. He was immersed in writing for a while. When he encountered a question that he couldn't solve, he frowned, with a smile on his face. He held his head in his hands and looked like he was thinking. He really looked like a young doctor. Sometimes he would yawn due to sleepiness. .
He was angry again. His big eyes, usually full of smiles, now shot out two cold rays of light, aggressive, his teeth were gritting loudly, and he was breathing heavily through his nose, as if he was lacking oxygen.
Ni Jianwei also likes to meddle in other people's business. I haven't bought "100 Fathers That Touched Middle School Students" yet, and he would come and talk to me, which is really annoying. But he is quite generous. Whenever I forget something, he will always lend it to me. 3. A 400-word essay describing character actions
Early morning
In the early morning, before dawn, I was woken up by my father’s cough.
When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother putting clothes on my father. Neither of them spoke, they just put on the newly washed clothes silently, fastened the buttons one by one, and then gently stretched them down. This is what my father said last night. In order to make more money for my sister and I to study during the Chinese New Year, we will go to the city to catch the train to work in Beijing this morning. It is true, and it is also true for children from poor families. In order to make money, their father cannot spend the New Year at home. They say that reading is for yourself, but I always think, I don’t know how reading is for myself, but I think it is true that if I don’t study well, I will be sorry for my parents. How hard they both worked, weren't they all for my sister and me? You can’t even spend the Chinese New Year at home!
While I was mentally wandering, my father picked up the bulging suitcase and left. He whispered, "Goodbye, I'll leave the kids to you!" Mom just whispered, "Goodbye." Yes." He said yes, which was regarded as an agreement. At this time, I saw him put down the bag again and wanted to hug his mother and kiss him, but his mother pushed his father away and whispered: "Don't be a loser, kid!" Dad said nothing more, turned around and picked up the bag again, One big step out the door. Only then did I remember that I was going to see my father again, so I immediately got up and shouted: "Dad, goodbye!" Baidu Map 4. A 400-word essay describing people's movements
I just opened the textbook and suddenly saw something under the glass plate Pressed with a picture. "Deer, my favorite sika deer, draw it." I thought to myself, opened the painting, picked up the brush, and drew a small deer in three strokes, five divisions, and two strokes. However, because I didn't observe carefully, I painted the deer's head as the head of a kid. It’s not nice to see so many! I erased it and redrawn it, but it was to the right again. I had to draw another duck swimming in the river on the left side of the paper, and "twisted" the deer's head so that it looked at the duck. After I finished the painting, I saw that it looked really good.
2. When I was in fifth grade, I joined a calligraphy interest group. Under the guidance of my tutor, I picked up a brush dipped in black juice for the first time. Follow the tutor's instructions: when holding a pen, place your index finger and middle finger on the outside of the pen holder, and your fingertip and little finger on the inside of the pen holder. I started writing carefully one stroke at a time. One point, one horizontal, one vertical, one stroke. But it doesn't look like words at all. It's clearly a random drawing by a three-year-old child. One point, it is a big thick ink ball; one horizontal point, it is curved like a small snake; one vertical point, it is as thick as the legs and feet of an elephant in art; one stroke, it is even more outrageous, like a handful that has been discarded long ago. bald broom. I looked at my "masterpiece" and couldn't laugh or cry. These strokes are written in uneven heights, and the strokes are not symmetrical, let alone any frame structure. But the tutor said: "You wrote well! It seems that you have a lot of potential for training. If you practice hard, you will become a talented person in the future."
3. I saw a male classmate walking up to the stage without saying anything. I spread out a roll of white paper on the ground, picked up a brush dipped in thick ink, meditated for a moment, and started painting with flying colors. As the brush continued to dye, a lifelike horse appeared on the paper. It holds its head high, showing a huge and unstoppable force.
4. The annoying "stinky sister" is so unobtrusive. Could it be that she wants to sabotage my experiment? I stretched out my finger and flicked it hard. Unexpectedly, it didn't bounce away, but it angered this "stinky sister". It immediately released a smell that made me cover my nose and run back to the house.
5. The room was quiet, only the TV was ringing. Dad suddenly waved his hand tightly on the corner of the table. There was a bang on the table. The bowls, plates, and chopsticks all jumped up. The wine glass on the corner of the table fell to the ground and broke.
6. Holding the small hazelnut in one hand and the heavy pliers in the other, looking straight at the hazelnut. The pliers fell slowly, but they often hit the side. After a while, my hand was hit several times. There was a look of pain on her face.
7. Teacher Xu teaches us Chinese. Every day, she held the chalk in her dexterous hands and wrote carefully and stroke by stroke on the blackboard. We couldn't help but imitate her writing in our notebooks.
8. After Haitao found the sparrow's nest, he put the flashlight away from his waist, spit into the palm of his hand, and crawled up. After crawling to the sparrow's nest, he lowered his head and said to us: "Hey, you've got it right, ready to catch the sparrow!" After saying that, he stood on another branch and straightened up. Unexpectedly, his head happened to hit the sparrow's nest, which frightened the sparrows. There was only a squirming sound in the nest, and then a few sparrows rushed out desperately. Haitao was so anxious that he reached out and caught one. He looked into the nest with a flashlight and found that there was one left, probably because it couldn't squeeze out, and it was chirping wildly. Haitao reached out and caught another one. He put it in a plastic bag and threw it down, right in front of Little Fatty. Little Fatty picked it up happily, took the sparrow out of the bag and watched the sparrows fluttering. , flapping his wings, he shouted happily: "It's so fun, so fun..."
9. I held my breath, bent my hands into an arc, slowly approached it, and then pounced. Move forward and clasp your hands quickly. Haha, look where you are going! Tingting also knelt down to watch. I slowly let go of my hand. Alas, what I was holding was just the grass where the grasshopper lay. "What's going on? I clearly saw this lying here." My cousin said, "The grasshopper jumped out. You didn't notice it. No, it's there." I looked in the direction of my cousin's finger. The grasshopper Sure enough it was there. I ran over and dunked again, hey, I ran again. I looked around the grass, ah, this was hiding under my feet. I stared at it, squatted down gently, put my hands about 10 centimeters away from the grasshopper, and slammed it, "Caught, caught!" I was very happy, and my cousin was also excitedly surrounding me. Jump.
10. Walking in the fields Mingming humming a song. Suddenly, there was a "coo" sound. Ming Ming followed the sound and saw a little cuckoo dancing on the carpet-like grass. Obviously very happy, he held his breath, bent his waist, and tiptoed towards the little cuckoo. He put his hands together into a semicircle and pounced! Obviously caught this little cuckoo.
ah! This little cuckoo is so beautiful. Although its feathers have not yet grown, its pearly eyes are full of intelligence. Mingming stroked the soft feathers of the little cuckoo lovingly.
Just choose a few and change them yourself. 5. Describe the person’s expression or movement in about 400 words. Anything related to the person’s expression or movement is fine
Lin Zhenjia, the four forwards, in our frontcourt They were trying to penetrate with a short pass, but Shao Cong was a top-notch defender. Between the two points and the line where they passed the ball, Shao Cong fell to the ground and made a tackle, intercepting the ball. Wen Zhaogeng quickly swept it with his back heel. The ball hit Cheng Fei's feet without any deflection. Cheng Fei turned around and passed Li Jichuan. However, Cheng Fei was unable to get rid of Lin Zhenjia's guard due to lack of speed. However, Lin Zhenjia was unable to get the ball to Cheng Fei. In desperation, Lin Zhenjia took a step The foul tactic got to Cheng Fei. The first team got another free kick in an excellent position. Shao Cong got in front of the ball and quickly ran to the side of the ball. With a jump, it turned out to be a fake move. Cheng Fei, who was behind, followed He raised his foot and shot, accurately passing to the head of the fake pilot. Suddenly, the ball drew a magical arc and went straight to the top corner of the goal. Wang Weisen, who was not in a good booth, could not make the save. Cheng Fei expanded the score to 3: 0! This goal undoubtedly shattered the hope of an equalizer for the 2nd team. However, the good times did not last long. The 2nd team took advantage of the corner kick and scored an earth-shattering goal from Li Jichuan in the middle. Score this goal. , we were still two points ahead, but the morale of the 2nd team was up. I bent my waist, pursed my lips, and widened my eyes. Step by step, tiptoeing, I quietly walked towards the dog that was sitting on the tail of the dog. The dragonfly walked away. It was getting closer. It was getting closer. My heartbeat began to speed up and my arms were shaking a little. I held my breath and stared at the "prey" that was getting closer and closer. I slowly moved closer. Suddenly, I I rushed toward it. The moment I aimed at it, my right hand immediately approached. I quickly closed my open fingers, and the dragonfly landed firmly in my hand. 6. The Chinese composition contains 400 paragraphs describing actions, and the language must be beautiful
As soon as my mother saw Lychee, her face immediately sank: "What's the matter with you being a rich man? For such an expensive thing, you..." I interrupted my mother. She said: "It's such an expensive thing, why don't we give it a try!" Mother chuckled (ch9), her hand with sharp veins (m4i) kept stroking the lychee, and then scratched the skin of the lychee with the nail of her little finger, carefully I peeled off the skin (b1o) without letting the skin fall off. I held the lychee in my hand like a chicken that had just pecked the eggshell. I looked at it lovingly and couldn't bear to swallow it, and kept saying to me. : "How do you think it grows? Why is there such white flesh in the red skin?" After all, it is the first time to eat it, and it is delicious after all! The mother is as happy as a child.
From: Litchi
2. The father is an authentic northerner. He has the tall and burly figure of a northern man, with clear outlines and That unique toughness. In my heart, my father is like a green pine. No matter it is scorching hot or rainy and snowy, he remains tall, straight, and unyielding. His broad shoulders and strong hands will always be my most reliable and strongest support.
My father is a real man! I once secretly wrote in my diary. According to my mother, my father rarely sheds tears. Back then, when my teenage father went to the countryside in distant Inner Mongolia alone, he was surrounded by long stretches of yellow sand with no one around him. No matter how hard and difficult the life was, he never shed tears. His father suffered an accident. There were more than a dozen major and minor injuries on his body. The pain was unbearable and I couldn't sleep at night. My father never said a word "pain" or screamed. He endured it silently and strongly. In my memory, my father only shed tears three times.
The first time was when I was a child. I got "appendicitis" and went to the hospital because of exercising after meals. It was the Spring Festival at that time, and the doctor was not there, so I couldn't perform surgery in time. I was rolling on the bed in pain with tears streaming down my face. My father contacted doctors everywhere and finally sent me to the operating room. Accompanied by bursts of pain, I slowly woke up and saw my father’s bloodshot eyes and eyes. The slightly wrinkled skin on both sides of the nose, I knew that my father was crying.
When I was young, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. I never thought that my strong father would shed tears, and it was for me. My nose became sore and tears burst out of my eyes. While my father gently wiped away my tears, I understood deeply: no matter how strong my father's heart is, I will always be the softest part of it and will always be his fatal wound.
The second time was 4 years ago, when my grandma was critically ill and my father stayed by the bedside all night. The next day, when the doctor covered my grandma’s face with a brand new white sheet, I saw my father’s tears for the first time in my life. The hot tears fell instantly, covering the face that already had some wrinkles and freckles. The deep love between mother and son , blood is thicker than water, and I feel the uncontrollable pain in my father's heart.
Another time, it was for my mother. It was a very accidental conversation. During the words, I revealed my dissatisfaction with my mother's harsh criticism. While my father comforted me, he also cited my mother's good qualities. I don’t know which of my words touched my father’s heart. He said, your mother’s life will not be easy! The tears - I really saw them - were welling up in my eyes. He said softly again: "We must be good to her." I will never forget this sentence in my life. My father, who is not good at words, expressed his emotions in the plainest language. A mutual love.
My father never sheds tears easily. No hardships, hardships, strong winds or waves can destroy my father's strong will. Only family affection and love can make me feel my father's delicacy and tenderness. My father's three tears were for the three most important people in his life - his mother, wife and daughter. 7. Composition describing specific actions 400
During the holidays, I played in an open space at my grandma’s house. Suddenly, a girl burst in. I looked at her carefully: her skin was dark, and she could tell she often worked in the fields; her eyes were big but squinted; her hair was messy, as if it hadn't been done for a long time; she was wearing a red floral dress. The clothes were dirty; the shoes on the feet had several holes. I thought to myself: This man is really a country man who still wears floral clothes in what era. He must have never seen any big events. He is a pure country boy. He came over, stared at me, and said, "Hello, my name is Xiaohua, I want to be friends with you, can I?" After hearing her name, I thought she was even more earthy. But I don’t know why, but I still want to make friends with her. He nodded in agreement. She became my holiday friend.
Xiaohua is a lively and innocent girl. There are always many new things in his mind that I don’t know. She told me that I was her first friend because other children thought she was poor and ignored her. Perhaps because of this incident, the friendship between Xiaohua and I deepened, and we became inseparable good friends.
One day, Xiaohua and I went out to play. When we were about to go home, I felt very thirsty. Xiaohua pointed to a three or four-meter-high fruit tree and said, "Let's pick fruits and eat them." I listened, found a bamboo pole, and prepared to knock down the fruits. But Xiaohua stopped me: "If the fruit falls, it will be broken." I put down the bamboo pole, hugged the tree tightly with both hands, crossed my feet on it, and climbed up using my hands and feet, but I only climbed a foot high. I couldn't crawl anymore, and I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely. Accidentally, I didn't hold my hands tightly, and I fell heavily to the ground, which made me scream in pain. Xiaohua looked at my embarrassed look, holding her belly in her hands and laughing. I saw Xiaohua grabbing the tree pole, stepping on the tree stump, leaning forward, kicking her feet hard, and repeating these actions. All of a sudden, she climbed up the tree easily. Looking at her nimble movements, I blushed. She sat on the tree branch and picked many fruits for me to eat. We ate and went home.
The vacation is over, it’s time for me to go back, and it’s time for me to say goodbye to Xiaohua. Before leaving, Xiaohua Xiou felt sorry for me. We never met again, but I still remember her innocence and liveliness in my heart. 8. It should contain a 400-word composition that describes the inner feelings and actions
The classmate who impressed me the most
Among my many classmates, the one who impressed me the most is Wu Yun was frozen.
She has a pair of clear eyes, an oval face, tender and white skin, and she looks very cute. It’s also because she studies very well, talks humorously, and has a wide range of extracurricular hobbies.
Her test scores in Chinese, mathematics, and English were almost full marks. This makes me very envious. This is mainly due to her diligent study and practice, and her study is serious and practical. And she is not a "nerdy" type of good student, she! I also had fun playing after class, but it wasn't the "crazy" kind of play. It was play that could relax me without going too far. Generally, students who are good at studying are quiet and don't like to talk much, but she is different. Once the chat box is opened, she won't talk at all! And she is cheerful and smiles brightly. When she speaks, she always carries a string of joyful laughter, and those who listen to her are always infected by her emotions.
She also has many hobbies, such as playing flute, cucurbit and other musical instruments. She will also show her little hand to the classmates in our class meetings. One time, the music "Shepherd Boy" she played was so beautiful that it seemed to take people into the field road all of a sudden. People saw the pastoral scene of the shepherd boy whipping his whip and driving the cattle, which was refreshing and refreshing.
Not only that, classmate Wu Yunbing is also very humble. When others praise her, she will always smile and say: "I don't dare to take it!" "You're flattering!" "No, no!" This will make people Her classmates and teachers felt that she was not high-minded and was very popular with teachers and students.
Wu Yunbing, a very talented classmate, is my role model.
In a bright study room, only the sound of "rustling" was heard, and a little boy was holding a book. He is fascinated by the book "Complete Compositions". Sometimes he laughed for the humorous stories in the book; sometimes he applauded for the wonderful stories in the book; sometimes he shed tears for the touching stories in the book. He is my cousin - a complete "big book lover". He likes to play computer games and watch TV, but he loves reading books the most.
Late one night, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, but my cousin had not fallen asleep yet. I saw him quietly picking up a book, carefully flipping through the pages, staring intently at the words in the book, like a greedy hungry wolf, chewing the mysteries in the words.
His every move was so careful, and his big eyes full of wisdom glanced at the door from time to time, but the stories in the book pulled him back. His cousin forgot to be vigilant and turned over the pages with concentration. Reading the book, in the ocean of books, my cousin forgot about the world and himself. . At some point, grandma stood in front of the bed and snatched the book from my cousin's hand, and then my cousin walked out of the sea of ??books. Another time, grandma went out, and my cousin sat on the sofa again and engrossed in his snack-book. The sound of cars and dogs barking outside the window did not affect my cousin at all. "Ding dong!" The doorbell rang. Grandma was back, but my cousin didn't notice. The doorbell rang again, but no one opened the door. Grandma broke out in a cold sweat, thinking that something had happened to her cousin, and hurriedly used the key to open the door, but she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that her cousin was reading a book, and the huge stone in grandma's heart was relieved. OK