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Descriptive composition of female students
1. Write a short essay about your deskmate. She is a woman. I mainly want to praise her for her intelligence and kindness. Well, classmate, because I don't know your deskmate very well, I have to tell you something. First, describe what your deskmate looks like. For example, she is a very beautiful girl, with thick black hair tied neatly on her shoulders and a pair of eyes as black as black pearls on her delicate face. It makes people feel very warm. Second, write your deskmate's personality. For example, she is sunny and cheerful, but what I admire most is her intelligence and kindness. Her grades are always at the top of the class, and her mind is very smart. She is considerate and helpful, and always helps others without asking for anything in return. She is very popular in class. Third, give an example to illustrate the characteristics of your deskmate. Since her characteristic is kindness, you can give an example. How did she help? Fourth, the end. The ending should be a little summary. For example, this is my deskmate. I was deeply moved by her cleverness and kindness.

2. Composition describing the looks of female students 1. She is tall, with soft black hair and many slender braids. Snow-white oval face, a pair of shiny black eyes flashing under slender eyebrows, revealing bright light. She usually wears a long red and yellow shirt with light green tights. How like a little girl in Xinjiang!

Liu Yun is a clever and naughty boy. He has a chubby face, a pair of big naughty eyes, and his eyes are flickering. As soon as those two big black ruby eyes turn, the trick comes. On his dark face, whether it is bulging cheeks, thin lips or slightly tilted nose, you feel funny.

She is tall, with soft black hair and many slender braids. Snow-white oval face, a pair of shiny black eyes flashing under slender eyebrows, revealing bright light. She usually wears a long red and yellow shirt with light green tights. How like a little girl in Xinjiang!

She is not tall and always sits in the front row. Short black hair with a red bow, a pair of bright big eyes shining with wisdom. She loves to talk, and her voice is loud and clear when she answers questions.

She is a lively and lovely little girl with a white oval face and watery eyes under curved eyebrows. She loves singing and dancing, and even joined the school dance team! She wears that red and white skirt and dances beautifully!

[jane doe's classmate's appearance] She is very thin, with small crescent eyes and a mole the size of a grain of rice on her mouth. She is reading a thick book, staring at the page, just like a bee sucking nectar, looking so focused.

Xiao Fei sat in his seat, writing and writing. There seems to be a steady stream of spring water flowing out of his pen. In less than one class, I actually wrote a composition.

Xiaohong just sat facing the window, and the afternoon sun shone on her round face, making her cheeks more rosy; She holds her chin with a pen, her eyes are wide open, her bright eyes are swimming slowly, and her plump chin is slightly upturned-this is the expression that the math teacher is familiar with and loves whenever she thinks of a more ingenious way to solve a math problem.

Whenever I do my homework, the nib rustles, as if a bird is singing to me, and as if to encourage me: "If you are not afraid of difficulties, climb the peak bravely."

She stood up and answered so accurately, so naturally, so smoothly, as if she had been prepared.

She recited in cadence, with beautiful tone, beautiful expression and moving seat.

He is a naughty boy. He reads too fast and crackles like a fried peanut.

Juanjuan read the text in Mandarin, and her voice was crisp and nice. Even the sunshine is fascinated. She sneaked into the classroom through the window and left it on her book, which she didn't want to leave for a long time.

I read this book greedily, like a hungry lamb rushing into the green grass.

She got into the sea of books, like a fish in the sea, and forgot the passage of time.

He managed to pull himself together and opened the book. From the beginning, he felt that lines of words were moving on it, like flying; Later, I thought it was just a blur, like a nest of ants crawling around on paper.

He buried himself in his homework again, and the room was quiet, except for the rustling of pens on the paper.

Students sit in the classroom, listening attentively to the teacher's lecture, just like dozens of flowers blooming quietly under the watering of hard gardeners.

3. Classmate 450 words She has a real face, and beautiful and exquisite calligraphy makes me envy and admire; When I am angry, sweet voices and comforting voices can always calm my chaotic heart. Listening to the sweet voice, feeling the temperature of those hands that hold me tightly, my heart is warm. She, an ordinary girl, has completely changed me. I remember when I was in the sixth grade, I was not a "good student" and I was not so conscious in my study. But since I entered middle school, I think I am making progress. Let's start there ... I didn't do well in that exam I feel that I have completely failed. I did badly in the first exam. I am depressed at this time and don't want to give myself a chance. She seemed to read my mind, so she came up to me and said, "* * *, don't you want to give yourself a chance to start over?" After listening to this, I have a feeling in my heart: yes, life will inevitably encounter setbacks. How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? As the saying goes, after the rain, it clears up. Now, my mood has changed from depression to confidence. She gave me courage and confidence. It was she who pestered me when I was lonely and depressed ... Now, standing in front of the mirror, I find that I have grown up and made progress. This little effort comes entirely from her words. Without her help, how can I go from failure to success? I remember that season was summer, and it was very hot that day. I went to school early at noon, but the time didn't arrive, so the school gate didn't open. I just stood there waiting for the school gate to open. I stood there for 20 minutes and broke out in a sweat. The doorman came to open the door. After entering the classroom, I almost had a class. My head suddenly fainted, and I lay on my desk to see if I could get better. At this time, there appeared one. She insisted on taking me home after school because I was dizzy. I couldn't argue with her, so she sent me home. By the way, her name is * * *. Writing her understanding is very good.

4. About my classmate's composition 400 words girl, my deskmate with glasses, she is very tall, there is nothing remarkable, but she has a heart of gold. She is my deskmate-Li Yan. On the second day of this semester, the teacher asked me to sit at the same table with her. At first, I didn't care. A young girl is inferior to a man like me. The next day, school was over in the afternoon. In the morning reading class, I stood at my desk and stared blankly at the blackboard. At this time, my deskmate seemed to find something, extended my hand of friendship and asked with concern, "What's the matter?" Go ahead. A hard man, shame! Why didn't you tell me? It's stuffy in my heart again Forget it! As a member of the brigade, she should report her thoughts: "Nothing, I lost my Chinese book!" " "Nothing?" The other man looked surprised. Then, she picked up the textbook and put it down again and again. God knows what medicine is sold in the gourd. She hesitated for a moment and handed me the book: "Here it is. Don't be so clumsy in the future. " What, give it to me? I can't believe my ears. I am a young girl who always looks down on me, but I can say so. "What ... what, give it to me, what can you do?" It took me a long time to stammer out a few words. ""Never mind, I have an idea. " "What about today?" "Let's read it together. "So we began to study hard very early. After the last class, I slipped the book into her bag. However, when I got home and opened my schoolbag, my Chinese book was lying neatly in the schoolbag, and my eyes were wet. The next morning, she was reading an old book. When I opened the old book after class, I saw that the cover had been torn off, the upper corner of the page turned inward and the spine had lines. She is a ghost. I'll walk over there, yeah! She copied two lost articles there. She read a sentence from the book and copied it on a page-sized white paper. The sound of writing came to my ears, and neat and exquisite words appeared in front of my eyes. Tired, she shook her arm and then copied it with her heart. I was a little embarrassed and decided to copy it, but she politely declined. After copying, she took out the paste.

The girls in our class have all kinds of compositions. Next, I will introduce it to you! "Wu Zetian" believes that everyone already knows her name. Wu Zetian is the only female emperor in the history of China.

There is also a "Wu Zetian" in our class. Her name is Tong Yujie, and all the boys obey her orders. I remember one day, the math teacher assigned homework. When Wu Zetian was writing homework, she suddenly became thirsty and said to the boy behind her, "Go and buy a bottle of water."

Then hand him a dollar. He didn't finish his homework, so he returned the money to Wu Zetian and said to her, "Buy it yourself, I haven't finished it either."

"Wu Zetian" heard this and swore at him: "How dare you disobey my orders! Go! " The boy ran out of the classroom in fear and helped her buy water. This is the "Wu Zetian" in our class-Tong Yujie.

"Lin Daiyu" Lin Daiyu should be familiar to everyone. She likes crying very much There is also a crying "Lin Daiyu" in our class-Chen Yanyu. As long as someone scolds her or doesn't do well in the exam, she will sneak under the book and cry.

I remember one time, she missed the topic in her Chinese exam composition and got 15 points. All the classmates laughed at her digression, her eyes glistened and tears swirled in her eyes, but after a while, she squatted on the table and began to cry. It was not until the teacher came to comfort her that her mood gradually stabilized.

This is the "Daiyu Lin" in our class-Chen Yanyu. Mulan Mulan, as everyone should know, disguised herself as a man when her father was old, and joined the army instead of her father.

Although she is a girl, she looks like a very brave general. There is also a tomboy like Mulan in our class-Lai Yuxi.

I remember once, when a boy brought a gyroscope to play, she took it out of her schoolbag. A boy saw Mulan playing with a gyroscope and said to her in surprise, "Lai Yuqian, why are you playing with a gyroscope? You are not a boy. " "Girls' games are not fun at all. "

After that, "Mulan" continued to play with her gyro. This is the "Mulan" in our class-Lai Yuxi.

These are all kinds of girls in our class, and everyone has different personalities. Do you know them? Without them, our class would not be so happy and special.

6. My deskmate (I'm a woman and she's a woman) From primary school to now, there are many people at my deskmate. They have their own advantages and disadvantages. I get along well with them, but I often laugh, and I am afraid there is only one deskmate who makes me happiest and unforgettable. That day, the teacher asked me to sit with her. My god, at first, the teacher was so bad, 55555, because I didn't know her very well at that time. With the change of time, I have been in contact with her for a long time and have a new view of her. It also makes me think that she is actually a very funny girl. Whenever class is over, she always chatters and likes to chat with me. This makes me very happy, so every time I chat with her, I feel good. And because my academic performance is better than her, I am also more diligent than her (boasting that I am not good). So whenever I study, she will always be by my side, watching me do my homework and saying, "Why are you so smart and working so hard?"? You must be a big official in the future. You should learn from me. " Then she robbed me of my books and composition books and wouldn't let me study. So I had to talk to her. I'm quite talkative, right? Ha). I remember one night, when I was studying by myself last night, because the teacher had a lot of homework that day, but to my surprise, she didn't know what homework she had. When I told her that she had homework, she gave a cry and scared me to death. She said to herself, "Why is there so much homework tonight?" I must be exhausted. The teacher is really bad. "Maybe it's because she didn't concentrate on her homework. When I checked her homework, I found that her homework was wrong. I told her that you made a mistake in your homework, and she responded quickly, and then asked me,' Why don't you watch her do her homework? Are you going to kill me? I was almost angry with her after listening to her words. I didn't do my homework seriously, and I blamed others. She did all her homework right, and she was very happy. Whenever I write a composition, because my thinking is better than hers, I write a composition quickly and well. At this time, my deskmate found that I was writing so fast and so well. What would she say to you to make you angry? After listening to the above example, I wonder what you think of me? Maybe some people think she is not cute or funny, it doesn't matter, because you don't know her. When you get along with her for a period of time, you should think that she is also a very good, funny and cheerful girl, and you will like her. In other respects, she is much better than me. It's my luck to sit at the same table with her. She will always be my "pistachio" here. I wish her good luck.

7. Diary composition of a junior high school girl Today, I entered middle school for the first time.

I saw my classmates crying and laughing with excitement like happy birds, but I couldn't laugh. You know, in the recent exam, I passed the key junior high school I dreamed of by one point. I am a loser, a complete loser, who am I to laugh? This school is an ordinary school. Due to disrepair, it looks shabby everywhere. The iron gate has lost its true color after the erosion of wind and rain; A shabby chair in the reception room was covered with dust; There are only a few yellow newspapers flying in the wind in the newspaper column ... Now it is autumn in September, and the grain harvest is happy, but this joy seems to have deliberately gone around the school.

I am 14 years old this year. People say that this age is in the flower season, and I am carefree. However, I feel that since I stepped into this school gate, that kind of depression has been bothering me. It feels like the long rainy season is about to begin, which makes me suffocate.

On Monday, September 1 Sunday, the students sat in the classroom early and waited for the new class teacher. At 7: 20, a young female teacher in a green sweater came in with a smile.

She has a ponytail and big gentle eyes. "My name is Huang, golden yellow.

It's called red, red red. I hope I can bring golden brilliance and red vitality to each of my students! "I couldn't help laughing, as if I saw a ray of bright sunshine, and a warm breath began to surge in the classroom.

Miss Huang won my heart in the first class. In this class, she talked about composition. Her beautiful chalk writing, standard Mandarin and simple composition explanation fascinate me. Finally, the teacher assigned us a composition entitled "People or Things I Know". I was suddenly inspired, and the words I wrote gushed out like a carefree spring. I haven't felt this way for a long time, and even I am surprised.

This time, I wrote to my mother. At the end of the article, "My mother is a tree, and I am her girl under the green forest tree."

Tomorrow is my mother's birthday. I want to wish her a happy birthday when I meet her, and I also want to tell her that I like the new teacher Huang. It will be sunny on Friday, September 15. Today, Miss Huang told us about Jane? ; Love tells the story of how an ordinary and poor woman always maintains her independent personality in all kinds of hardships.

My heart was deeply shocked by the teacher's touching story. Yes, how can a person's life not be bumpy? Only those who hold their heads high and despise difficulties are strong in life! The haze that has been in my heart for a long time disappears instantly! After school, I went home singing, and my parents were surprised by my long-lost singing.

Dad said, "Yo! Our house is slightly cloudy and sunny, look! The dimples are spinning with laughter! " "Just happy!" I cried happily, "because, Jane? ; Love is with me! " On Friday, September 24th, birds sang from time to time outside the sunny window, and I couldn't hold on any longer. After school, several classmates and I ran to the teacher and said, "Miss Huang, can you take us on an autumn outing?" The teacher saw my expectant eyes and agreed without hesitation, but she suddenly changed the subject and smiled slyly and said, "But you must teach a travel book when you come back."

We girls cheered. On Sunday, September 26th, it was sunny. What a fine day today! Miss Huang took us to the park. The park in autumn has a unique flavor. All kinds of chrysanthemums are competing to open, and the standing evergreen trees are particularly eye-catching.

The teacher bought some kites to run with us and laughed and forgot the time. On the way home, looking at the teacher's warm face, I felt an indescribable touch in my heart.

Isn't Miss Huang like a tree, too? I am her girl under the green tree.