Voice at home 1 My home is like a "concert hall", with different voices every day.
In the morning, the sound of the small alarm clock "Tintin Tintin" woke me up. I close my eyes and get dressed. When I got out of bed, I smacked into a "close contact" with the floor! At this time, I woke up and got up at once. But because I got up too fast, I fell heavily on the bed.
At noon, my mother started the kitchen symphony. Mom also matched the lyrics: pots and pans move, kitchen knives and chopping boards come together. There is also the voice of my mother doing "Zizilala", which contains a little song sung by my mother. Very nice!
Watching TV with my parents at night, I always vaguely hear "poop-poop! Hey! " So I looked around for the source of the sound. At this moment, I saw a big and overbearing crab "poop-poop! Hey! " It's out. It turned out to be the guy who escaped from the pool a few days ago. He crawled in front of his father and stared at him. Father said, "I was thinking of you, and you arrived in time!" " "So Dad put the crab in the steamer and started steaming.
This is my "concert hall", with different sounds every day.
Phonetic composition at home 2 "It's half past six! Why don't you get up! The alarm clock has rung several times! " My mother dragged me out of bed when I was in a daze. "Hurry to brush your teeth and wash your face for breakfast, and then hurry to do your homework!" Mom nagged again. I reluctantly went to the bathroom to wash. After breakfast, I am writing an excerpt. My mother came over and said, "How many excerpts have you written? Write an article in the remaining fifteen minutes, and I'll check it again in an hour! "
At noon, the kitchen was full of excitement. There were "banging" and "swishing" sounds from the inside, and a fragrance floated out of the kitchen. When all the food was served, I wolfed it down. Mother said, "eat more, you are growing."
In the evening, my mother helped me with my homework and said, "Why are you so careless? There is a decimal point missing. Didn't you check? "
Sometimes my mother's voice is beautiful, sometimes it's still noisy, but it contains my mother's love for me.
I got dressed, went to my desk, picked up my pen and did my homework. There were rustles of writing, turning over books and knocking on chairs in the room.
When I finished my homework and walked out of the room, I heard my brother playing with the keyboard of the computer. Walking into my brother's room, he has turned off the computer and played with toys. The room is full of toys, air conditioners and robots.
Dad is watching TV in the living room. I heard people talking on TV, and my father slurped when he drank water. After a while, I saw my father repairing toys for his younger brother with a toolbox. He made the sound of a hammer, the creaking sound of a screw and the voice of his younger brother.
Mother was sweating in the kitchen, and the sweat fell to the ground like raindrops, making a ticking sound. She took a pot of vegetables and put it under the tap. When she twisted it, the water rushed to the vegetables. Put the food on the chopping board, and my mother attacked the food with a kitchen knife, making a banging sound when cutting the food. Pour the oil on the pot, and the oil clatters. Mother stirred the lettuce with chopsticks for a while, and then poured the fried vegetables on the plate.
The voice of home composition 4 The sun rises and illuminates the earth. Birds began to chirp, and a new day began in our family.
In the morning, I had a beautiful dream in the quilt. Suddenly, a familiar voice broke my dream: "Huang, what time is it?" Get up soon? " It turns out that my mother urged me to get up again. Every time I wash, I can clearly hear grandma cooking. When eating, my brother always lets my mother watch cartoons, so every time I eat, my whole mind is full of cartoons. After dinner, I will go to the study and read for a while. Every time I read a book, there will be a noise outside. It is my mother who is washing clothes.
The morning passed quickly, and finally it was noon. I only heard the clicking sound in the kitchen, which made my mouth water. Dinner is ready! Grandma brought the dishes to the table and my brother wolfed down a plate of meat. My brother burped after eating.
At noon, we left happily. In the evening, we all fell asleep and the pet started a tea party. You are on the left and I am on the right. It's too noisy.
This is the interesting sound of my family all day.
The Voice of Family Composition Chapter 5 Someone said, "It's good to be cold and clear at home!" But I don't think so. I think it's good to have a lively family!
Look, at home, Dad is watching the World Cup. This exciting game is very exciting. When the ball was about to win, my father shouted, "God, how could I lose!" " "There was a disappointed expression on his face. When he won the game, his father shouted, "Yeah! The team I supported won! " This sentence has been said several times. Obviously, dad is very happy!
Look, the voice of mom "working" in the kitchen is also very interesting! The sound of running water and the knocking of pots and pans. Mother's "Zi Zi La La" sound when cooking, and there is a little song sung by her mother in the cooking sound! After cooking for dinner, my mother danced a waltz in the kitchen, picked up a chopstick at random and played a wonderful tune. How nice!
Look, how interesting the slapstick noise between my brother and me in the room is! I pile wood with my brother, play games with my brother, play toys with my brother, and ...
Listen, I love my family, and I love my passion!
Voice composition at home 6 Our home is a concert hall. "Click," look, here we go.
Happy kitchen
Mom's back. As soon as she came to the kitchen, she turned on the tap, and the water spouted and hit the cabbage. Cabbage is singing a happy song. Don't mention how happy you are!
"Duo Duo duo, Duo Duo duo." Mom let the kitchen knife and the wooden chopping board high-five. The wooden chopping board is really hard! Wooden chopping boards and kitchen knives tried to high-five, but bones quickly stopped them. As soon as the kitchen knife became angry, the bone was cut in half. Mom opened the induction cooker with a beep, and the fire was so excited that she burst into laughter because the iron pot had not played with him for a long time. Mother poured the oil into the pot, and the oil was in the pot. No, dancing on the "stage" and "Zizi". They walked at a brisk pace, waiting for their Chinese cabbage bed.
A lively living room
"Snoopy, Peggy Piggy," my brother accidentally plopped down from the sofa while watching Peggy Piggy's program on the sofa, making him cry enough. The younger brother accidentally broke the cup, which made his father stamp his feet and sounded like a dinosaur walking, scaring the younger brother to be at a loss.
There are always so many voices in my house.
There are many voices in our house, the most of which is the sound of cooking.
"Wow," the tap water sang happily, jumped into the basin happily, had a water fight with the vegetables, and threw the dust and garbage on the vegetables into the sewer. "Chen Wenjing", the kitchen knife kept shaking, and the food quickly became two and a half. Light a fire, put away the pot, and the oil heated with a bang. "Scratching", with the rotation of the spatula, the food kept swinging and made a "before" sound. The pot was lifted and the food jumped into the plate with a shout. With a whoosh, the lid of the rice cooker was opened, and with the smell of rice, lunch began. While eating, we talked about the happy things at school, and the room was full of our laughter. After dinner, I played a symphony of pots and pans while washing dishes.
There are many voices in our family, such as the voice of dad washing clothes, the voice of mom talking about topics, the voice of grandpa playing chess with me ... The voice is full of laughter and love.
The sound at home is full of sounds. On the road, you can hear the whining of cars driving fast, the hawking of shops on both sides of the road, and the communication of people. In the community, you can hear the sound of birds chirping and singing in the air, the sound of the wind blowing through the Woods, and the sound of aunt cleaning and sweeping the floor. ...
If you pay attention, you will find that you can hear many different voices at home. When mother prepares lunch, she turns on the tap to wash the vegetables, and the water is ringing; When she was cutting vegetables, she heard the kitchen knife fall on the chopping board and make a tinkling sound; When she cooks, she makes a crackling sound; When she opened the cupboard door and pulled out the seasoning rack, the seasoning bottle collided and tinkled. After a busy lunch, when you meet something delicious, your mouth will beep and you will purr after eating soup.
Except for these sounds, it's quiet all around when I sleep at night. You can hear the tick of the clock in the room and your father's snoring.
There are countless kinds of voices in the world, and human beings can't live without them. Everything makes different sounds, and we can also distinguish different things by sound.
The voice of the family composition article 9 this time my composition class teacher arranged a composition, which is the voice of the family.
"Your exam results are excellent!" Don't be complacent, you deducted 3 points for carelessness, and you got 100. In my childhood memory, my mother always encouraged me, and my father pointed out my shortcomings and made me more perfect.
These two voices always fill my memory. "Great" is what my mother often says to me. "I didn't do well in this exam. I will continue to work hard next time." This is what my father often says to me.
I remember last year, when I taught myself The Analects of Confucius, I often began to shake my head. Although my recitation is not very good and there are many mistakes, my parents always record it on their mobile phones to motivate me, indicating that my recitation is very good. Once, I learned another article, and I asked my parents to record it for me, but my father said to me, "You should recite it more carefully this time." Because he had found that I had written a lot of mistakes, I confidently said, "What makes you say you haven't read it?" "I have memorized it," my mother said. "You can come and see for yourself." I once listened to a book and made many mistakes, but my mother didn't encourage me as usual. At this time, I have to admit that what my father said is right.
"Great" and "Keep trying next time" always ring in my house. Maybe we won't take too many detours in the future.
The voice composition at home 10 grandma set the alarm clock, and the ringing bell rang at six in the morning. The ringing bell woke grandma from her dream. Grandpa woke up, too, and a beautiful day began in the bell.
Grandma quickly cooked grandpa's breakfast, accompanied by water washing and porridge slurping. At the same time, grandpa hummed and shaved in the bathroom with an electric razor. Grandpa went out to exercise after breakfast. The door creaked open and grandpa left. Grandma continued to be busy making breakfast for mom and dad. Grandma began to watch TV after eating her parents' breakfast. Mom and dad went to work after breakfast. At 7: 20, the alarm clock rang again on time, reminding grandma to wake me up, otherwise it would be eight or nine o'clock when I woke up naturally, and I would be late! So grandma must call me. Just then, there was a creaking sound. Who pushed the door open? My grandfather, of course. Because grandpa will bring back three steamed buns when he goes out to exercise, this is my breakfast. I should go to school after breakfast. You should bring a red scarf, a mask, a water cup and books to school. So I set off for school happily.
Listen, this is the wonderful sound of my home in the morning! Although I listen to it every day, I can't get enough!
Home voice composition 1 1 "What's wrong with you? My score in this exam is very low. How to get into high school with such a little bit? " Where did this sound come from? I looked upstairs. Looking downstairs again, it turned out that an aunt was scolding his brother. The curse is really hard enough, you can hear it when you eat. Mom said, "If one day you are like your brother downstairs, I will definitely scold you like this." .
"Ding Rinrin, Ding Rinrin-"A crisp alarm bell woke me up from my sleep. I just stayed for a while to warm my bed when my mother called me out of the bed and said sternly, "Get up quickly and see what time it is!" " "So I suddenly felt sleepy and quickly got out of bed. The new day begins with the "Get Up Duet", and the order and sound sequence remain the same, reminding me that the plan of the day lies in the morning. I still remember grandma's voice when she was cooking. I just came home from school at noon, and my grandmother hadn't cooked the meal. I sat in the chair and waited, and suddenly there was a "sting". Then, with a crackle, the pot began to boil. I guess, "is grandma pouring water into the pot?" "The water inside is purring, and I thought," Grandma must be cooking soup, otherwise how can there be the sound of water boiling? " In a short time, the dishes were all ready, and grandma really served a large pot of green vegetable rice cake soup. I guessed right!
There are so many voices in life, have you ever observed them?
One weekend night, as usual, after dinner with my parents, I went back to my room and watched Sherlock Holmes which fascinated me recently.
Suddenly, while clearing the table outside, my mother said, "Hey, there seems to be a strange sound at home, buzzing, coming from time to time." Where is this sound? " Hearing this, I immediately put down my pen and walked to the living room. I pricked up my ears and heard a strange buzzing sound. I've never heard such a voice, and I thought, "Oh, no, there won't be mice at home, will there?" So, I quickly shouted to my father: "Dad, come quickly. I don't know where there are strange noises at home. Too scary! " "Dad is watching the basketball game with relish in the room. After hearing my voice, he jumped out of bed and walked into the living room. At this time, we all stopped talking, and sure enough, the strange voice came out again. The three of us, you look at me, I look at you, and no one knows where this sound comes from. So the three of us decided to look for the source of the strange noise separately.
Dad went outside the room and checked the distribution box. Mother pressed her ear against the wall to hear if there was any sound. And I, look east, look west and see what I can find. We looked for it, and dad said, "There is no strange sound in the distribution box, which means the sound is not coming from the distribution box." Mother said, "I heard a strange noise on the wall behind the sideboard." I thought about it and said, "Yes, I also heard a noise on the sideboard." After narrowing the scope, we walked to the sideboard together, trying to find out the source of the strange noise. I listened carefully again and confirmed that the sound came from the left side of the sideboard. There are some snacks and a silkworm box on the left. There are cocoons recently formed by young silkworms in the silkworm box, so it is impossible to make a sound. But just in case, I opened the box cover of silkworm. Suddenly, several moths flew out. "Wow!" I let out a cry and threw the silkworm box to the ground. I didn't expect the moth to fly out of the cocoon so soon!
"Ha ha!" Mom and dad laughed. "Turns out to be a false alarm. This strange sound is made by moths flapping their wings. Thanks to your concern, you found the voice. Looks like Holmes didn't read it for nothing. You are really our little detective! "
The voice at home composition article 13 There are three different time periods at home that make the same sound, namely morning, noon and evening. Mother is always busy in the kitchen at this time.
Mother always plays wonderful music when she washes vegetables, cuts vegetables and cooks. When mother washes vegetables, water drops fall with a crash, just like the sound of spring water flowing down from a mountain stream; When mom is cutting vegetables, the sound of "banging" on the chopping board is like the sound of playing basketball; When my mother cut ribs, she raised her knife and chopped it hard. Suddenly, the ribs became a small piece, and the sound shook the soul like rock music. What beautiful music!
The vegetables are cut, and another music is about to start! When my mother poured onion, ginger and garlic into the hot pot, she heard a "crackling" sound, and the frying exploded, and suddenly the oil splashed. At this time, if I stand by and watch the pot, I will definitely jump away and run far away, but my mother is calm and not afraid of being burned by oil. She still stood by the pot and continued to stir fry. Ah, mother is so brave! Everything calmed down when the vegetables were poured into the pot. After a while, plates of delicious dishes were put on the table and entered our stomachs.
The symphony of pots and pans contains a lot of mother's sweat. In the future, I will definitely not waste food, eat well and not let my mother's hard work be in vain.
Phonetic composition at home 14 Preface ... "Yan Qian." …
"Preface." ... "Preface." …
"Read it again, will you?" ... "Preface."
"Great!"
This is a thing of the past, but it will never be forgotten.
On winter nights, rain and snow danced mercilessly, and the cold wind ran fiercely, as if everything had turned into ice. At this time, the three or four-year-old child sitting in bed at home is me. I am very excited because my mother bought me a dinosaur book. Not only that, my mother will read it to me! Before that, I had read all the pictures in the book, but I didn't know what it said.
"Ok, let's get started!" "good!" I smiled and tapped my mother with my little fist.
"Let's look at the cover first. This is the title: My first dinosaur picture book. "
"I am me." Mom pointed to herself. "Mom told me to call me, and you told me to call me."
"Wang Yumeng is' me'."
"yes! Great! "
I snuggled up to my mother, who smiled and snuggled up to me.
Then my mother continued to analyze. "The first book is quantity, and dinosaurs refer to dinosaurs such as Tyrannosaurus Rex and Stegosaurus." "yes." ……
My mother and I analyze, read the preface, think and laugh together. I like it very much.
The next day we continued to read the preface and waited for several days. One day, I actually recited all the contents of the preface and was praised by my mother. This really makes me feel very happy. Existence. After reading that book, I learned a lot of words, which I can show off in kindergarten.
The voice of this conversation condenses into a small family in my heart, which keeps warming my heart and making my heart happy.
The voice at home composition article 15 The voice in life is rich and colorful. Today, I will introduce the voice at home!
"Brush brush ..." What's that noise? I followed the sound and looked, oh! It turned out that mom was washing shoes in the toilet. I saw my mother sitting on a stool, bent over, with one hand reaching into the big basin to grab the shoes and the other hand brushing hard.
At this moment, I heard a burst of laughter. I went to the hall and saw my brother jumping on the sofa, still staring at the TV! From time to time, he makes the sound of "Ha ha ha ...". My brother is so cute when he smiles.
"Hiss ..." What's that noise? Why is it still fragrant? What a fast "bang …" sound! I walked towards the smell and sound. It turned out that dad was cooking in the kitchen! Look! Dad, who put down the spatula, was turning on the faucet to wash vegetables, and the sound of water "rushing ..." came from time to time in his ear.
"Ah ah ..." Yi? Who is singing there? I went to see that grandma was practicing her voice! I walked to grandma with applause, and grandma sang even harder.
"Boom ..." A voice came from the balcony. It must be my brother washing clothes. Why else would the washing machine make noise? At first glance, my brother began to hang clothes. Why is there a "bang" sound? Oh! That's the sound of my brother hanging clothes on the pole.
This is our home, a colorful world. Welcome to our home!
Family composition article 16 the sharpest voice. "Ah-",my sister's harsh voice came from the toilet. I know my sister must have seen some small animals at home again. Every time my sister sees geckos, cockroaches, etc. At home, she will scream with fear. I really can't stand her surprise.
Once, I was concentrating on my homework when I suddenly shouted "Ah". Yes, the maker of this sound doesn't even have to think about it. It must be my sister. I'm afraid the ceiling will be shattered by my sister's screams. Then I heard my sister calling my name crazily. I seek the sound and go. I saw my sister's legs shaking and stepping on the toilet. Seeing me is like seeing the savior. I pointed my finger at the spider on the wall, and a lion roared, "Brother, spider! Quick, quick, kill it! " In fact, I am very afraid of spiders in my heart, but I can only pretend to be brave when I look at my sister's timidity, so I picked up the toilet brush and threw it hard, and the spiders were scared away by me.
The kindest voice. My grandfather is the kindest elder in the family and speaks kindly. Once I fell, my face was like a flower cat, and I almost wanted to cry. Grandpa saw it, ran over, helped me up, and kindly said to me, "Wash your face quickly, or you will look like a kitten." Then he said sadly, "How can you be so careless?" Be careful when you walk in the future. "I was instantly moved by my grandfather's loving voice, and the pain of falling just now disappeared immediately.
This is the most special sound in my family.
My home is a lively concert hall.
Every weekend, I sleep in a warm bed, and the alarm clock on the bedside table rings "Tintin Tintin". I turned off the alarm clock, ready to go back to sleep, when the door was opened with a bang by my mother, and she began to nag, "Why don't you get up soon?" I have no choice but to get up.
When I walked out of the door, my mother went back to the kitchen and started washing vegetables. The water makes a tinkling sound, like a nice song. When mom cooks, pots and shovels make a "crack" sound, just like rock music. Mother began to wash the dishes again, and the dishes made a "sonorous" sound, like a beautiful piano song. ...
I came to the living room, and my father was sleeping on the sofa, snoring. My brother walked by the sofa and tripped over his mother's slippers. He accidentally knocked over the cup on the table. The cup fell to the ground with a bang, and my father stamped his feet with anger. My brother was so scared that he hid in the corner and cried. It was originally a small voice, but later he cried louder and louder.
There are so many voices in my house!
Phonetic composition at home 18 "Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock". My mother came to me with the same steps as usual. She came over and kissed me. I said, "Mom, you have worked hard. Can I go out to play at night? " Mother said, "Good! But you have to do your homework before you can go out to play. " Finally, I showed my homework to my mother, and she said, "Good! I'll take you out to play! "
"Hua ..." The fountain opened. I think it's beautiful. My mother looked at it. Really beautiful! Mom rustled through her bag, found her mobile phone and took photos with it.
Not good! It is raining! My mother and I ran back, turned on the tap and took a bath.
The voice composition article 19 at home "crashed" and a lovely vase was broken. Look, Xiaoming broke the vase. Xiao Ming covered his mouth and said, "I didn't do it."
"Squeak …" A hungry mouse ate my egg tart and ate it with relish. I am very angry! I hit the mouse with a stick.
"click"! A beautiful chair is broken. It's all my fault. I'm too heavy to sit on it!
"Knock-knock-knock ..." I'm learning to ride a bike. I rode and rode. Suddenly, I fell down. I looked at my hand and it hurt. I told my mother right away.
"Boom ..." It thundered and I was scared. I hid in the quilt, and I didn't come out until the thunder disappeared.
There are all kinds of voices in our home, including noisy voices, pleasant voices, loud voices and low voices.
I have a nice voice when I play the piano. Sometimes it's like a mountain running water, sometimes it's like the Lantern Festival in China, sometimes it's like a witch in Macbeth, looming, and sometimes it makes people laugh. My brother sings and plays cookie boxes very well, sometimes it is so rhythmic, and sometimes it is so fun. From his mouth, there are endless incomparable songs and lovely cries. Sometimes he would say something to make Shen Shi laugh. My brother's laughter was so beautiful that he flew by with a smile. My brother's voice is particularly cute. He often likes to imitate Pikachu and call him "Pikachu" or "Pikachu, Pikachu". The wind chimes in front of our window are so beautiful that they tinkle like running water and birds.
Listen to how noisy and buzzing mosquitoes are, which keeps me awake at night. Sometimes when I sleep at night, I hear the buzzing of mosquitoes, just like hearing ghosts, which scares me to stay up late at night. Although my brother sometimes cries cute, sometimes he is noisy, which makes us people restless. Even if I accidentally touched something with him, he kept arguing, scaring my mother to run over and think I hurt my brother.
My mother washes my glasses quietly. The water rushed through the glass and dripped down like rain. Do you know that?/You know what? Our plastic chairs can also be called. As soon as I sit up, as long as the surroundings are quiet, I can hear the sound of airflow going out, and as soon as I stand up, I can hear the sound of airflow being sucked in. Every morning when I read early, I will make a slight page turning sound. Hey, what's that noise? It turns out that my brother is drawing a draft for me with a pencil, alas.
Alas, why do I play drums with something so loud? I am complaining again. I complained so loudly that my brother came to see what was wrong with me. Wow, the noise of dad installing a vacuum cleaner rack made him cover his ears, and there was the sound of an electric drill outside. The electric drill is so ugly. I took all the earplugs and put them in my ears. "Great!" What's that noise? I went out to have a look, and it turned out that my mother had given my brother jelly. Well, please don't shout so loudly next time, but as soon as I finished, my saliva dripped like rain. When I make mistakes again and again, my mother will yell and nag in my ear again and again with her lion roar.
There seems to be a lot of voices in our house. I hope they don't exceed 80 decibels.