Mother saw it, smiled from ear to ear and boasted, "You are really a good boy who loves reading." Xiaohong listened and looked more carefully.
A child is playing computer, looking at pictures and writing words. Xiao Ming came home from school and saw that he had bought a new computer. He is very interested and wants to play. However, he can't use the computer, so he sat in front of the computer and began to cry.
At this time, my mother came back. She saw Xiao Ming crying and asked, "Why are you crying so sad?" Xiao Ming said, "I can't use a computer." Mom said, "Never mind, I'll teach you." After that, my mother began to teach by hand.
Xiaoming studies very hard. After a while, she quickly learned how to use the computer and typed many words and some graphics.
Xiaoming is very happy because he has learned to use the computer.
Look at the pictures and write the words. When a child is lying in the apple pile, it is already autumn. Xiaohong, Xiaoming, Xiaoli, Xiaodong and Xiaogang want to go to the orchard to pick fruit. They walked into the orchard and said, "Wow, how beautiful!" They clapped happily. Walking, I saw the grass was green, and the morning glory seemed to be blowing its horn at us. They walked a little further and came to the "apple picking area" in the orchard. Everyone saw apples running to the "apple picking area" one after another. Xiao Ming is the most active. He asked Xiaohong to bring a ladder. Xiao Ming put the ladder straight, climbed it slowly and put the red apples away. He asked, "I am very happy. Xiaoli and Xiaodong raised their hands and said, "I'll come, I'll come." Xiao Ming said, "then come and install apples!" "Xiao Ming, Xiao Li and Xiao Dong are all completing the task of loading apples and picking apples. Xiaogang stood on the stone and saw a hedgehog taking apples, too. Everyone laughed. Xiaogang looked up and saw the geese flying south in herringbone ... After picking apples, everyone was very happy. I look at you. You looked at me and I smiled. ...
Autumn is really a harvest season!
A child is writing, looking at a picture and writing a paragraph. On Sunday evening, after supper, Xiao Qiang turned on the desk lamp and began to do his homework. Writing and writing, suddenly, he encountered a problem: primary school students look at pictures and write compositions; do homework; Pupils look at pictures and write compositions: do homework. He thought hard, holding his chin in one hand and scratching his head in the other. He frowned for a while, then pouted and thought seriously!
After a while, Xiao Qiang suddenly knocked on the table, his eyebrows relaxed and his eyes lit up, and he shouted, "I know what to do." He writes quickly with a happy smile on his face.
Finally, it's all over. Xiao Qiang smiled happily. Even the sunflower next to it seems to show a smiling face. Sister Moon outside the window also gave a thumbs-up sign, as if to say, "Xiao Qiang, you are so smart. It's amazing when you use your brain! " Xiao Qiang was very happy after hearing this.
Look at the picture and write about a child rowing a boat to pick lotus flowers. It's sunny today, and our two families meet to pick a lotus flower in Xiangyin County and Longhu Lotus Park.
Drive about 1 hour and arrive at Xiangyin County and Longhu Lotus Park. After getting off the bus, I saw a big lotus in the distance, which was endless. Walking into the Lotus Park, there is a long corridor made of bamboo boards in front, with lakes on both sides of the corridor. You can fish or pick lotus. I can't wait to run over and want to pick lotus flowers and eat them. So we rented a boat and rowed slowly into the sea of flowers. Lotus leaves on both sides of the river, egrets flying overhead from time to time. Looking at such gorgeous lotus flowers in this muddy mud reminds me that lotus flowers are really out of the mud but not stained!
After our boat passed through several areas, we finally saw the lotus. Dad and I quickly got off the boat to pick it up. Lotus is hidden in the lotus leaf. I bent down to break its branches, but the branches were still attached to silk. I pulled the silk far away. My father said: This is a broken wire. My father and I picked it all the way. When we saw the lotus, we picked some lotus flowers and threw them into the boat. By the time we were sweating, we had already thrown a boat full. How sweet it is to jump on the boat and eat the lotus leaves I picked myself!
Before you know it, it's almost noon. Let's row back. There are still many people waiting in line on the shore for our boat!
Look at the picture and write a story. A little girl reads a book in the morning. I am a little girl who likes reading extra-curricular books very much, and a girl who loves reading. I especially like reading fairy tales.
Every night before going to bed, I will insist on reading a fairy tale book and reading some fairy tales. Fairy tales let me see the beautiful and magical world, beautiful and magical fields, magical and strange people ... Fairy tales also let me know many words I didn't know when I was studying at school, and learned many wonderful sentences, colorful paragraphs and chapters, which gave me a broader imagination and made people's minds seem to have magical wings and can move freely in the illusory world. Of course, this fairy tale also scares me. Let me believe that there is really a ghost in this world, and it is horrible, a girl who loves reading. Therefore, if my parents are busy with work and can't go home at night, I will definitely ask my father to bring my grandmother to spend the night with me.
In the second grade of primary school, look at pictures and write, a trash can, a child wants to be garbage, and a child persuades how to look at pictures and write. On Sunday morning, it was sunny and Xiaoming was walking in the community. The residential area has beautiful scenery, lush green grass and lush foliage. There is a trash can by the roadside, but it is full of rubbish: plastic bottles, banana peels and milk bags. . . . . . Who is so unsanitary? Xiao Ming walked by and frowned. He threw the finished cans into the dustbin, and the cans fell out of the dustbin. Xiao Ming looked around and walked away quickly. He thought, anyway, the ground is full of rubbish, so it doesn't matter if I throw a jar. The trash can stinks, as if in protest. I think: if everyone litters, the green grass will soon disappear and the colorful flowers will disappear. This block is no longer beautiful.
I hope all children can form the good habit of not littering. Protect our nature.
Look at the picture and write a story about a child. My handwriting is not very good because he is practicing writing and reading a paragraph. Just in the winter vacation, the teacher assigned homework to practice calligraphy. I am determined to use my winter vacation time to practice my handwriting well.
At first, I insisted on writing 2 pages every day, and I was very serious every time. I didn't wander off. I copied the words one by one. After a few days of persistence, I got impatient and threw away my pen. I think, forget it. I can't write well even if I practice. Might as well play for a while. There is still a long time. It's not too late to practice tomorrow.
Time flies, am I such a quitter? No, I have to stick to it. I picked up a pen, calmed down and began to practice seriously. In this process, I finally realized the fun of practicing calligraphy. Word by word becomes more and more beautiful in my pen.
Now practicing calligraphy has become a habit in my life. If I don't practice for a day, I feel like I'm missing one thing. Whenever I am upset, I will pick up a pen and paper and practice writing quietly. Slowly, all the worries disappeared.
After some efforts, my calligraphy has improved. From this, I realized that perseverance will win.
Look at the picture and write: two children read together back to back. Chaimugou village is a merged village, located in the depths of the mountains, with traffic jams and hard life. There is only one male teacher in the school at present. 52-year-old Jiang is both the principal and the class teacher.
When the reporter arrived, Jiang was in class. "Stars are flowers in the night sky, fireworks are flowers of festivals, and we are flowers of the motherland." Jiang took the first grade and preschool children to read the text.
There are four men and four women in the classroom. Six of them face the blackboard, and the other two face the other blackboard. Of these 8 children, 5 are in preschool, 1 in grade one and 2 in grade two.
"Eight children have back-to-back classes?" Seeing the reporter puzzled, Mr. Jiang said that this arrangement is to prevent the children of the two classes from disturbing each other and to facilitate nursing. In addition, winter is coming, and a classroom can save firewood and coal for heating.
Jiang put the preschool and the first-grade children together, finished the first-grade course, arranged the exercises, and turned to the other two children to continue teaching the second-grade course.
It is difficult for children in mountainous areas to go to school. Because it is close to the central school 15 km, some young people who are far from the bus stop can't go to school, so they have to choose to go to school in Chaimugou.
It turns out that there are three teachers in this school. Later, due to the combination of villages and schools, there were fewer students. By this term, the other two teachers have left. After the third grade, children go to the central school 15 kilometers away.
Most of these children live in a valley far away from school, the farthest is 5 kilometers. Every day before dawn, the children set off for school.
Liu Yuhang, a 6-year-old boy, goes to school with his friends every day. After 5 o'clock in the morning, several students set off. It was cold in autumn and winter in the mountains, and everyone was too cold to stand halfway, so they picked up some firewood from the roadside, gathered in a small pile and lit a bonfire to keep warm.
As they are far away from home, most children bring their own lunches, mostly dry cakes, instant noodles and sausages. At noon, everyone chews instant noodles and cakes, and when they are thirsty, they make do with their own water.
A child's morning sun looks at pictures and writes. On Sunday morning, Grandfather Sun showed a red smiling face.
Xiaoming and Xiaohua have an appointment to do morning exercises in a nearby park. They passed a small pavilion and came to a green lawn, doing morning exercises seriously. They beat time together and shouted "One, two, three, four …" They stretched out their hands and kicked their legs. After a while, I bent down and did it seriously.
White clouds in the sky are smiling at them with white teeth, old trees are nodding to them in the breeze, birds are singing for them, small fish in the river say hello to them, and even small flowers on the roadside are applauding them.
Xiaoming and Xiaohua are doing morning exercises happily. I think that only by exercising every day can we have good health.