Childhood, whether sweet or bitter, is indelible and unforgettable in everyone's memory.
1975, I was born in an ordinary peasant family in northwest Shandong. In my childhood memory, what impressed me the most was going to school. 1982, I am of school age. I remember on the first day of school, my mother urged me to get up early, put on new clothes and carried a brand-new cloth bag on my shoulder. "Children, when we get to school, we should listen to the teacher, study hard and grow up to be an educated person ..." My mother lovingly arranged my clothes and urged me again and again. I nodded hard, patted my schoolbag and confidently said to my mother, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." At that moment, my heart was full of excitement and joy. I know, in order to make my schoolbag, my mother took out her piece of cloth that had been pressed at the bottom of the box.
At that time, school supplies were also very simple. There are only two exercise books, a thin tin pencil-box with a pencil, an eraser and a knife in it. It is such a simple schoolbag and stationery that I have studied with it for five years. Until something happened, I got a new schoolbag. That year, a child who came home from the city with his parents came back with a canvas bag. That schoolbag is divided into two layers, one for books and the other for stationery. This beautiful and fashionable schoolbag makes us rural children greedy. Having such a schoolbag was my strongest wish at that time. This day has finally arrived. 1987 autumn, my family had a bumper harvest of cotton. After deducting all kinds of expenses, there is still a lot of savings left in selling cotton. My parents are beaming, and they are going to buy some furniture in the county and buy something for the three of us. When I said hesitantly that I wanted a schoolbag, my parents readily agreed. That day, my parents bought three beautiful schoolbags from the county seat at once, one for each of us. At that time, the scene of our three brothers carrying new schoolbags to school formed a beautiful scenery in the village. Of course, the pride in our hearts goes without saying.
Time flies, with the gradual deepening of reform and opening up, under the guidance of the party's policy of enriching the people, the cause of "agriculture, rural areas and farmers" has also made great progress. Look at the countryside now, it's really changing with each passing day. Farmers have money in their hands, their material life has improved, and cultural and educational undertakings have flourished. Like cities, kindergartens have been set up in rural areas now, and the streets can no longer see the past. The sound of reading came from the spacious and bright classroom, and the children's faces were filled with happy smiles. I was deeply moved to watch the children walk out of the campus orderly with all kinds of beautiful and fashionable schoolbags after school.
(2) How to write a narrative entitled "The Story of the Schoolbag"
The story in the schoolbag
My schoolbag is heavy all day. It is full of books, notebooks and stationery, but I put them in a certain order to prevent them from fighting because of crowding. First, Chinese books, followed by math books, followed by books on morality, music, sports and beauty. Usually they live in peace, and I cherish it.
One day, I found the books in my bag in a mess. I said to myself, "What's wrong with that?" At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the schoolbag: "You don't know, they often quarrel in it, and sometimes even tear it."
This is a face-to-face battle. Listen, we quarreled again! "I only listened to Chinese books and said without weakness:" I said I am the most important! Without me, the young master will not speak, and will become dumb and blind.
Son, he can't communicate with others in language and feelings, and he can't do anything. Look, how important I am! "
As soon as the Chinese book stopped, the math book slowly chimed in and said, "Although you are very important, without me, my young master doesn't know that one plus one equals two, and he can't do arithmetic bookkeeping, let alone fly to the moon and the universe. I'm scared.
I have been wrong for many years. "The words in the math book immediately attracted a laugh. The English book said indignantly, "With the rapid development of social science, the world will become a global village. In the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, friends from all over the world will get together.
In the capital Beijing, without me, people can't learn English well and can't talk with friends all over the world. If they don't learn English well, they can't declare that they have won the gold medal. What a pity! "……
At this time, the schoolbag father-in-law emotionally advised them: "Stop arguing, you are all very important, and no one can lack you." The master should be a good boy with all-round development in morality, intelligence, physique and beauty. You should strive to contribute to the little master, but quarreling all day is not enough! "
These words of my father-in-law's schoolbag really work, really silently. I chuckled. I didn't expect such an interesting story to happen in my schoolbag. How interesting
(3) composition for primary school students! The story of books and schoolbags
Childhood, whether sweet or bitter, is indelible and unforgettable in everyone's memory.
1975, I was born in an ordinary peasant family in northwest Shandong. In my childhood memory, what impressed me the most was going to school. 1982, I am of school age. I remember on the first day of school, my mother urged me to get up early, put on new clothes and carried a brand-new cloth bag on my shoulder. "Children, when we get to school, we should listen to the teacher, study hard and grow up to be an educated person ..." My mother lovingly arranged my clothes and urged me again and again. I nodded hard, patted my schoolbag and confidently said to my mother, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." At that moment, my heart was full of excitement and joy. I know, in order to make my schoolbag, my mother took out her piece of cloth that had been pressed at the bottom of the box.
At that time, school supplies were also very simple. There are only two exercise books, a thin tin pencil-box with a pencil, an eraser and a knife in it. It is such a simple schoolbag and stationery that I have studied with it for five years. Until something happened, I got a new schoolbag. That year, a child who came home from the city with his parents came back with a canvas bag. That schoolbag is divided into two layers, one for books and the other for stationery. This beautiful and fashionable schoolbag makes us rural children greedy. Having such a schoolbag was my strongest wish at that time. This day has finally arrived. 1987 autumn, my family had a bumper harvest of cotton. After deducting all kinds of expenses, there is still a lot of savings left in selling cotton. My parents are beaming, and they are going to buy some furniture in the county and buy something for the three of us. When I said hesitantly that I wanted a schoolbag, my parents readily agreed. That day, my parents bought three beautiful schoolbags from the county seat at once, one for each of us. At that time, the scene of our three brothers carrying new schoolbags to school formed a beautiful scenery in the village. Of course, the pride in our hearts goes without saying.
Time flies, with the gradual deepening of reform and opening up, under the guidance of the party's policy of enriching the people, the cause of "agriculture, rural areas and farmers" has also made great progress. Look at the countryside now, it's really changing with each passing day. Farmers have money in their hands, their material life has improved, and cultural and educational undertakings have flourished. Like cities, kindergartens have been set up in rural areas now, and the streets can no longer see the past. The sound of reading came from the spacious and bright classroom, and the children's faces were filled with happy smiles. I was deeply moved to watch the children walk out of the campus orderly with all kinds of beautiful and fashionable schoolbags after school. There is a beautiful house in Baozi Village. A group of happy little guys live in it. There are pencil boxes, Chinese books, math books, exercise books ... one day, these small residents in the bag village began to talk. The Chinese book says, "My master is really naughty. Look! He painted me dirty. Loud noise ... I am so miserable! " "ah! Don't be sad. I am worse than you! " The math book says, "Look, he doesn't have a brain. I did all the math problems wrong. The teacher drew many red crosses. Ouch! Ugly. " "ah! I am even worse! Other people's books are clean. What about me? It's almost toilet paper. " The exercise book said angrily. After listening to everyone's complaints, the pencil box said, "Stop complaining and plan how to help the young master!" " "Everyone's attention, thought of a good idea. In the evening, the young master went to bed. The residents of Baozi village quietly escaped from the village, and everyone hid. It's dawn, young master is going to school. He suddenly found that everything in his schoolbag was gone. There is only one note left: "Do you still love us?" Only then did he realize that he had done something wrong. He solemnly admitted his mistake and everyone forgave him. Since then, there has been no complaint in the schoolbag village. (For this content, please refer to the original address of the dictionary: //chazi Dian/ Wen Zuo-105020).
(4) Make up a story for the bag and take the bag as the center.
The schoolbag is a schoolbag called "schoolbag".
The schoolbag likes to be carried to school by its little owner. Although the books in its belly will make it feel very supportive, it is always stained by patched cloth.
One day, the schoolbag was taken to the local school by its little owner. It carefully measured the owner's "big" figure with a shoulder strap that was washed a little white, and seemed to understand something.
The schoolbag is covered with thick dust. He looked at a handful of sunshine coming through the crack of the door and hummed himself to pass the boring time in the utility room until the dirty little master opened the door with a curious face.
The schoolbag shook the old shoulder strap with the wind. It was so sleepy that it was hung on the clothesline to bask in the sun. Although it looks old, it is very clean.
The schoolbag was given as a gift to the little host who found himself going to school for the first time.
The schoolbag feels that it must be the happiest schoolbag in the world.
⑤ Make up a 400-word story or event around the schoolbag.
Hello, everyone, I am a schoolbag and an indispensable partner of students' friends. With my help, they will have their own school supplies.
I bought it when my young master and his family were shopping a year ago. My shape is very rectangular, not too big. I am 35cm； tall; The width is 26 cm; The side width is 15cm. I am a shoulder strap. Carrying me on my back won't make young master very hard, nor will it make my shoulders fluctuate. My color is dark pink. On the front, there are three brothers, and the most special one is the third. The third child is a big heart, and loves the cartoon patterns of Snow White, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty on the surface, which are very eye-catching.
As a schoolbag, I am not only beautiful, but also fully functional. 8 pockets inside and outside, each with its own purpose.
The third is great love, which is mainly responsible for the storage of small sundries such as small notebooks and red scarves. The second child is responsible for loading some exercise books for the young master to do homework, such as copybooks and family dictation books. Boss is the richest, not only has its own layer, but also contains three small layers, separated by a hard board and a layer of gauze behind it, which is an extra layer.
The boss's first child is mainly responsible for keeping a green pencil case and finishing his homework at night so that he can hand in his homework the next morning. The eldest brother and the second child are responsible for keeping the books used by the young master in class, Chinese, mathematics and English courses and synchronous exercise books, such as course inquiry and activity manuals. The third child is responsible for keeping some extracurricular books or study materials. There are also small pockets on both sides of it, one is a net bag and the other is a cloth bag. The mesh bag is a small light blue folding umbrella of the young master; The cloth bag is used to put the little master's kettle.
⑥ Stories of schoolbags and Chinese books 450
Childhood, whether sweet or bitter, is indelible and unforgettable in everyone's memory.
1975, I was born in an ordinary peasant family in northwest Shandong. In my childhood memory, what impressed me the most was going to school. 1982, I am of school age. I remember on the first day of school, my mother urged me to get up early, put on new clothes and carried a brand-new cloth bag on my shoulder. "Children, when we get to school, we should listen to the teacher, study hard and grow up to be an educated person ..." My mother lovingly arranged my clothes and urged me again and again. I nodded hard, patted my schoolbag and confidently said to my mother, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." At that moment, my heart was full of excitement and joy. I know, in order to make my schoolbag, my mother took out her piece of cloth that had been pressed at the bottom of the box.
At that time, school supplies were also very simple. There are only two exercise books, a thin tin pencil-box with a pencil, an eraser and a knife in it. It is such a simple schoolbag and stationery that I have studied with it for five years. Until something happened, I got a new schoolbag. That year, a child who came home from the city with his parents came back with a canvas bag. That schoolbag is divided into two layers, one for books and the other for stationery. This beautiful and fashionable schoolbag makes us rural children greedy. Having such a schoolbag was my strongest wish at that time. This day has finally arrived. 1987 autumn, my family had a bumper harvest of cotton. After deducting all kinds of expenses, there is still a lot of savings left in selling cotton. My parents are beaming, and they are going to buy some furniture in the county and buy something for the three of us. When I said hesitantly that I wanted a schoolbag, my parents readily agreed. That day, my parents bought three beautiful schoolbags from the county seat at once, one for each of us. At that time, the scene of our three brothers carrying new schoolbags to school formed a beautiful scenery in the village. Of course, the pride in our hearts goes without saying.
Time flies, with the gradual deepening of reform and opening up, under the guidance of the party's policy of enriching the people, the cause of "agriculture, rural areas and farmers" has also made great progress. Look at the countryside now, it's really changing with each passing day. Farmers have money in their hands, their material life has improved, and cultural and educational undertakings have flourished. Like cities, kindergartens have been set up in rural areas now, and the streets can no longer see the past. The sound of reading came from the spacious and bright classroom, and the children's faces were filled with happy smiles. I was deeply moved to watch the children walk out of the campus orderly with all kinds of beautiful and fashionable schoolbags after school. There is a beautiful house in Baozi Village. A group of happy little guys live in it. There are pencil boxes, Chinese books, math books, exercise books ... one day, these small residents in the bag village began to talk. The Chinese book says, "My master is really naughty. Look! He painted me dirty. Loud noise ... I am so miserable! " "ah! Don't be sad. I am worse than you! " The math book says, "Look, he doesn't have a brain. I did all the math problems wrong. The teacher drew many red crosses. Ouch! Ugly. " "ah! I am even worse! Other people's books are clean. What about me? It's almost toilet paper. " The exercise book said angrily. After listening to everyone's complaints, the pencil case said, "Stop complaining and plan how to help the young master!" " "Everyone's attention, thought of a good idea. In the evening, the young master went to bed. The residents of Baozi village quietly escaped from the village, and everyone hid. It's dawn, young master is going to school. He suddenly found that everything in his schoolbag was gone. There is only one note left: "Do you still love us?" Only then did he realize that he had done something wrong. He solemnly admitted his mistake and everyone forgave him. Since then, there has been no complaint in the schoolbag village.
All landowners bag and pencil case story 400 words.
It's late at night, everyone is asleep, but the things in the schoolbag are noisy. The dictionary says, "Let's be quiet. Let me say something. When a master encounters a word he doesn't know or can't write, he can find it on me as long as he looks for me. So I am useful. " The eraser said, "No, no, the master made a mistake when he wrote with a pencil. I can help the master clean up the typo." So I am the most useful. "Pencil sharpener said," hum ... you are not as useful as me. If I didn't sharpen the pencil, wouldn't the eraser and pencil be useless? " At this time, the pencil case suddenly jumped out and said, "You are all in my stomach. Without me, how can you follow your master to school and play your role well? "Without me, you would sleep in the street and let the wind and rain hit you, so ... I am the most useful."
At the same time, books, pencils, pens, notebooks, erasers, etc. They quarreled again, which shows their importance. Then the schoolbag suddenly burst out and said, "Stop arguing! Listen, to be fair, why do you think the host took us with him? Because you have your own strengths, the host can't live without you, and the lack of any of you will bring great trouble and inconvenience to the host, so you should serve the host wholeheartedly. " At this time, they looked at each other shyly and shook hands with each other. From then on, they became good friends and there was no conflict.
It was dawn before I knew it. Master put on his schoolbag and took them to school together …
⑧ 100 fairy tale is a story of books and schoolbags, which is not too long, but has a certain philosophy.
You can say that they quarreled first, then how to make up and become good friends. Finally, talk about the truth of realization.
Please make up a story with "bag" or "shoe"
Everyone has his favorite schoolbag. Everyone's schoolbag looks different, and everyone's schoolbag performance is different. Let's look at my schoolbag.
My schoolbag has no beautiful appearance, no lovely decoration, and even looks nothing like a little girl's schoolbag, but there are many talents in such an inconspicuous schoolbag. I know every partition, every zipper and every pocket in my schoolbag like the back of my hand.
The schoolbag is not big, but it is an ocean of knowledge. Books on various subjects should be used in this ocean. This is my "private library". There are well-written Chinese books, quick-thinking math books, serious English books, well-informed history books, well-informed geography books, biology books that love life and eloquent political books.
There is a "computer room" in the schoolbag, which is a place for tablets that everyone loves and flowers bloom, but it is occupied by something that everyone hates-paper clips. My history is all here. Whether the contents are good or bad, I can't throw them away. What a hassle.
"Crash, crash" Did you hear something coming out of the next pocket? That is my "treasure gourd", which contains my life-saving straw. Whenever I choke when eating, whenever I come back from exercise, whenever I have a war of words with my classmates, I will use it. Did you guess right? That's my "tea room"-where the kettle is stored.
This schoolbag also has secrets. Actually, there is a "treasure bag" in my schoolbag. There's everything there. It's amazing. And my snacks, such as lollipops. Whether I am happy, sad or bored, I will put my "evil little paw" in that bag and choose a snack I want to eat and eat it. My "treasure bag" contains not only snacks, but also some strange stationery. If I forgot to bring my stationery, maybe I happened to bring it here. Therefore, it is not so much a bit of luck after my carelessness as a "treasure bag".
Schoolbag, although you are young, the knowledge in your stomach is so rich, so wonderful and so vast. I will treat you well, I love you, my schoolbag!
Attending the schoolbag is casually thrown in a corner by the owner, and the book may be scribbled, so you can make up an interesting story.
One day, a little boy thought his schoolbag and Chinese book occupied too much space, so he threw them downstairs. The schoolbag and Chinese book thrown downstairs were very sad and burst into tears. The schoolbag took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the tears of the Chinese book. He said sadly to the Chinese book, "Chinese book, don't cry, we were thrown out by the little boy, but maybe the little boy will pick us up later." The Chinese book also said to the schoolbag, "schoolbag, I know you are comforting me." That little boy threw us down. How can he pick us up? "
At this time, the little boy's mother invited him to lunch. The little boy ran to the chair quickly, sat in the chair and ate his lunch with relish.
Mother is tidying up the little boy's room. Suddenly, my mother found the little boy's schoolbag and Chinese book missing, so she asked the little boy, "Little boy, why is your schoolbag missing?" The little boy stammered, "I threw it downstairs ..." His mother said to the little boy earnestly, "Little boy, schoolbag and Chinese book are good friends in our study. You should pick them up. " The little boy lowered his head and said, "All right." So the little boy ran downstairs and picked up his schoolbag and Chinese book.
One day, Xiaoming finished his homework, put his Chinese book aside and went out to play. The Chinese book that was put aside began to cry.
When the schoolbag saw it, it quickly asked with concern, "Brother Wen Shu, why are you crying?" The Chinese book cried and said to Bao Jie, "Bao Jie, Xiao Ming threw me to the ground and didn't care about me at all." I feel so wronged! " "Sister schoolbag listened, and quickly comforted the Chinese book and said," Brother Chinese book, don't be so sad. I think Xiao Ming must have been in a hurry to go out to play and accidentally dropped you. He will definitely pick you up when he comes back. "The elder brother of the Chinese book listened to Sister Bao and smiled through tears. Sure enough, after a while, Xiao Ming came back and saw his Chinese book fall to the ground. He quickly picked it up and put it in his schoolbag.
When others are sad and encounter difficulties, we should comfort them in good faith, help each other, unite and be friendly.