The third day | 300 words | narrative

On Sunday, I finished my homework and was watching TV. My mother called and said that I would be late and wanted to cook for my mother.

I sliced the dish like my mother, then I beat an egg, stirred it evenly and put it in the pot. There was a bang, and suddenly oil spilled everywhere. Just then, a naughty oil bead splashed on my arm, forming a big bubble. I didn't want to do it at first, but I remembered the scene when my mother cut my hand with a kitchen knife while cooking for me, and insisted on doing it for me, so

In this way, a delicious dish was served. Then my mother came back and said, "What's that smell?"

Then she went into the restaurant, saw the food and said, "Who cut the food? Too big. "

When I heard this from my mother, my smile disappeared. Thought; I cooked a meal, but I still don't like it.

Mom added, "But it smells good."

Today's meal tastes particularly delicious to me. I don't know what happened.

2. Pupils who write about 250 words in the third grade should be disciplined and be civilized pupils.

As the saying goes, "No rules, no Fiona Fang", we know that good discipline is the guarantee to learn cultural knowledge well.

As the saying goes, "No rules, no Fiona Fang", we know that good discipline is the guarantee to learn cultural knowledge well. Therefore, civilized primary school students must first strictly abide by the primary school code and the daily behavior norms of primary school students, strictly abide by the school rules and regulations, and earnestly: respect teachers and love friends, be self-disciplined; Honest and law-abiding, civilized and polite; Abide by public morality and care for public property.

Students, we have entered the most beautiful "flower season" in life, and the flowers of youth have begun to bloom on our tree of life. Sunshine is ours, hope is ours, and the world is ours! Goethe said: "To achieve great things, we must always start from our youth." Then, in the face of beautiful youth and a bright tomorrow, what should we do as primary school students?

First of all, as a pupil in the new era, we should abide by the law and be a modern civilized pupil. Learn to obey the law. Students should cherish life, abide by traffic safety laws and regulations, and don't play dangerous games at school, let alone chase and fight. Some students think that there is no freedom when you talk about discipline, and freedom cannot be bound by discipline. This view is wrong. Freedom is relative and conditional. Birds fly in the air, they are free; Fish swim in the water. They are free. But if birds are put into the water and fish leave the water, they will not only be free, but also die soon. People can walk freely on the road, but if they don't obey the traffic rules, they will lose their freedom to walk.

Secondly, we should abide by social morality. Paying attention to public health, caring for public property and maintaining public order are all social ethics. For example: in the classroom, on the road, don't spit everywhere, don't throw scraps of paper. You can't shout in public. Recently, the phenomenon of running and shouting in school is more serious, which hinders others' study, work or rest, and more importantly, seriously affects the image of the school. Don't scribble on buildings or tables and chairs.

Besides, we should not only take care of ourselves, but also discourage and stop some people from destroying public property. Try to be a good student who speaks civilization and understands etiquette. Salute and say hello when you meet teachers and guests; Go up and down the stairs, pay attention to humility. Obey the traffic rules and don't go backwards. Develop all kinds of good behavior habits, especially don't litter.

The ancients said: "Don't do it with small evils, don't do it with small goodness." People can't make a big mistake at once, but they will make a big mistake little by little and gradually accumulate. Therefore, students, let's act in a civilized way, respect others, help others and protect the environment. We should use primary code's and pupils' daily code of conduct to strictly demand our words and deeds, consciously form the good habit of obeying rules and discipline, and be civilized pupils. Let's all take action to make the beautiful campus a paradise of knowledge and a happy world.

3. Weekly diary of the third grade of primary school, 250 words. The second week is July1Thursday.

When I came back from school today, my mother had not cooked dinner. I sat by the window and picked up the series of Great Wisdom of Short Stories that my father bought newly-the door left unlocked. I flipped through it, and an eye-catching title came into view-"The Material of Divine Power". I can't wait to read on.

It turns out that this story is about: Bill Gates, a genius in the information age, a tycoon of Microsoft Computer Company and the richest man in the United States, was recommended to the school library to help organize books in the fourth grade. He is smart and eager to learn. Although he is short, he works very hard. He comes early every day, spares no effort to wear through the maze of bookshelves, picks out the books that people have misplaced like a little detective, and then puts them back. Later, his family moved to another neighborhood nearby, and he was also transferred from the library. But he always remembers, "Who will sort out those books that are on the wrong team when I leave?" After careful consideration, he asked his mother to transfer him back to his original school. He told the librarian, "Now my father drives me to school. If my father doesn't take me, I'll walk. "

After reading this story, I was moved by Bill's earnest spirit. A teenager, so earnest and determined, can do anything in this world. I think that in many great or outstanding figures, there are always many places that are superior or different from ordinary people, and these will be revealed in their life stories sooner or later. Before becoming famous, these may have been ignored. After becoming famous, people think of their own extraordinary. However, whether it is recorded beforehand or afterwards, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece left to mankind.

4. A composition in Grade Three, about 250 words. I keep a cactus at home. I especially like it. It is covered with "needles", as if wearing a "needle coat" to protect itself.

I remember once, when I was loosening the soil for it, I accidentally touched it and it stabbed me severely. I asked my mother strangely, "Why doesn't cactus have leaves?" Mother replied: "The leaves of cactus gradually evolved into thorns in order not to be in the desert." Because cactus is too strong, I like this kind of cactus more and more.

Summer is coming, the willows are bent, cicadas are singing, and even my little brother who jumps around every day is quiet. And cactus is still standing happily in my flowerpot. Mother said: "cactus doesn't like water, but likes to dry." Don't water more. Suddenly one day, my father said, "Let's eat cactus!" " ""I said "no" that day, I found that the cactus had sprouted. I shouted happily, "Dad, Dad, the cactus is sprouting!" " "Mom said," Let's raise it together! " "I said, ok, ok." One day, I suddenly found the cactus bent. I said sadly, "Mom, the cactus is dead." Mom said, "Is it too much? No, I water the flowers a little every time. Mom also told me that I don't need to water for a week.

Seeing cactus, I can't help but think of its tenacious spirit, and I naturally admire it. We should also learn the ability to live independently in life like a cactus. Constantly hone your will; In learning, we should persevere, dare to endure hardships, learn more knowledge, and make ourselves a "treasure" like cactus in the future and make contributions to society.

If we can set up another festival, I hope we can set up a happy festival to make everyone happy on that day.

Now, many people in disaster areas are worried about their lives, but when it comes to happy festivals, these people will forget their sadness and pain. Live a new life and be happy.

If there is a happy festival, on this day, bad people will forget what they did wrong, and they will do good things to make up for their previous mistakes. From now on, turn over a new leaf and be a good man who is helpful, charitable and broad-minded.

If there is a happy holiday, on this day, all children will finish their homework early, review their lessons diligently, and then spend a happy holiday with their good friends and relatives. If there is a happy festival, we will be very happy. I'm looking forward to the day when the happy festival comes.

6. The composition of primary school students in grade three is about 250 words. I'll answer: (I have three articles about Huangshan Lake Park. The scenery is beautiful, and people and things are beautiful. In that beautiful place, there is my charming hometown-Jiangyin.

There are countless parks in Jiangyin, especially Huangshan Lake Park, which is beautiful and interesting all year round. In spring, the park is full of colorful flowers, peach blossom, apricot blossom and winter jasmine are all in full bloom, all over the mountains.

Butterflies and bees fly to the flowers and are busy making honey. The grass slowly drills its bud from the ground, and then stretches itself, as if to say hello to spring.

The lake is crystal clear, like a huge silver mirror. Willow trees by the lake are washing their hair petals by the lake.

In summer, the sun is like fire, and the sun is like a big fireball. Some people become gloomy under the big tree, and some people walk around in the hot sun, so tired that they are sweating.

Reach out and gently touch the lake to feel the warmth. Some of the lotus flowers on the lake have just opened two or three petals, some have fully opened, revealing bright yellow small lotus flowers, and some are full of flowers and bones, which seem to burst.

In autumn, a breeze blows and the maple leaves on the trees fall one after another. The children who are playing at the Jinsha stall look up, and a cool breeze makes the lake sparkling and refreshing. In winter, it snows heavily, which seems to cover the earth with a white fur coat. Some children make snowmen, some have snowball fights ... they are very happy.

Ah, the Huangshan Lake Park in my hometown is really unforgettable. My cousin and I are both two years younger than me. She was born with a black curls. Her favorite hairstyle is tied into a little dragon horn.

Her round face is like a red apple and there is a small nose under her watery eyes. I think she always smiles, and her mouth is upturned like a curved moon. I get along well with my cousin, but an unpleasant thing happened today. I was doing my homework and accidentally dropped a dollar. My cousin picked up the money and left when I saw it. I said, "give it to me, that's my dollar, give it to me quickly!" " Cousin said: "I picked this up, it's mine!" " "Then we fought. I hurt my cousin's hand. My cousin cried like a newborn baby. Then she said angrily, "I will never talk to you again." "

When I was doing my homework, I thought of what happened just now. I don't think I did well. If I were my brother, I would make way for my cousin. So I ran to my cousin and said, "Don't be angry. I shouldn't have hit you. I was wrong, but you should return the money you found to the owner. " My cousin agreed with me and we made up again.

My little turtle In June, a little turtle died in my family. I want to keep one. My family went to the flower market and bought a very lively little turtle. I carefully observed that the hard armor covered on it is composed of thirteen hexagons, which can't be bitten by wild animals, just like ancient armor; The head is triangular, with sharp claws on four feet like several sharp knives, and the tail like a small cone.

My little turtle is a Hercules. Once, my father put a scarab in a turtle tank. It's still wearing green armor. The little turtle wanted to bite it, but it couldn't bite, so he let it go.

Scarabs often climb on little turtles to play. The little turtle runs so fast that it often throws the scarab off. The turtle tank at home is called crocodile pond by us, and my crocodile tastes terrible.

As soon as we throw the breadworm or shrimp into the pool, its sensitive nose will smell it, so it cranes its neck and looks around as if to say, "Where is it?" It smells good! "It's hard for you to imagine that grandma lost more than a dozen cockroaches, all of which were wiped out by the little turtle. The little turtle is so cute.

7. The copy of my third grade composition is 250 words. I have a beautiful pencil case, and I like it very much. My pencil case is a blue shell, rectangular, about 15 cm long, about 8 cm wide and about 2 cm high. Open the pencil case, which is stacked layer by layer, and there are beautiful patterns on each layer. The top floor is cartoon Mickey. He is on the green grass. There are some English words written next to Mickey. The layout of the second floor is the same as that of the first floor. The third floor is blank. Whenever I am in a bad mood, I open my pencil box and look at Mickey's cartoon pictures. My mood will be relaxed and happy. I arranged every floor of my pencil case reasonably. Put pencils and erasers on the first floor, rulers on the second floor and refills on the third floor. So my stationery can stretch freely. I lay comfortably in it. I cherish my pencil box very much. Whenever it falls to the ground, I pick it up quickly. I taped the four corners of the pencil case to prevent it from rusting. If some places get rusty, I'll tape them so that they won't rust again. My pencil box is my study weapon and my study partner. With it, my pencil box is my study partner.

I like autumn. Autumn is the harvest season. Farmers' uncles carried buckets and bags of grain to dry in front of their yard. If you look down from the roof, wow! Huang Cancan's "gold" is everywhere.

Today, I helped my grandmother collect "gold". After breakfast, grandma and I took sickles and sacks to cut beans in the field. When I got to the field, I saw others cut a few piles, and we haven't started yet. I'm a little worried. My grandmother read my mind and said to me, "A bean can't be impatient. You must bend down first, separate your feet, hold the bean sprouts in your left hand, and hold the sickle in your right hand, and then the sickle cuts hard at the root of the bean sprouts. " I tried to cut it a few times, and grandma said, "ouch!" " I'm so tired, my hands hurt and my back is sore. My parents and grandpa are here. I shouted, "Come on! Give us a handful of beans, "I took the opportunity to slip away.

Sit on the grass and think; Who knows that all the food on the plate is hard? I must cherish food in the future.

Suddenly, my grandmother asked me to send them some water. I quickly took the kettle and ran away. In a short time, they cut off more than half of them, all sweating with fatigue, but their faces were filled with the joy of harvest. I love beautiful autumn and harvest season, and I love farmers who work hard in the fields.