The next morning, I went to school, rummaged through my schoolbag, and finally found the book and said to myself, "It's really nice." So I swaggered to Guo's desk, but I absently recalled the story in the book, threw it away at will and turned away.
Guo is coming. He hurriedly put down his schoolbag and searched in his desk with lightning speed. As soon as he saw that there were no books, he turned around and pointed at me and shouted, "Cao Wei, where are the books?"
"Are you blind! Can't you see it's right there? " I flew into a rage, pointed to the desk, and then waved helplessly to other students.
"Come and see for yourself!" Guo finally couldn't help it, frowning and stamping his feet. "You are searching!"
"Search, search, who is afraid of who!"
I looked at everyone with surprised and vacant eyes, and my face was puzzled.
"Nothing can be done!" Guo narrowed his eyes and gave a contemptuous smile. "Come on, search for me!"
My eyes glazed over and I kicked Guo's desk in a rage. Guo turned around. What did he see? "How dare you ..." He turned around and punched me in the chest, and I fell to the ground.
At this moment, the head teacher came. ...
There is a lot of noise in the shoe cabinet, so the shoes are fighting for who the owner likes best.
"I am the most useful. Every time my dear little master wants to go out for exercise, he will take me with him. I am not only comfortable to wear, but also resistant to beriberi. My master likes me best. " Bright red running shoes said proudly.
"The master doesn't like you! Master likes me best! My master always wears it for me, and I can also resist beriberi. It is very convenient and comfortable to wear. I have all your advantages, so I am better to my master than you. " Beautiful slippers insist.
Just when running shoes and slippers were about to quarrel, a wonderful voice came out, "You are all wrong. My master likes me best. My master wears me out every time he goes shopping, so I can keep him warm in the cold winter. " Colorful boots proudly said.
"Who says the master likes you and three idiots at the door? My master likes me best. I have many advantages. I am comfortable and easy to wear. I can keep my master warm in winter, and my master will dress me at home. My master didn't wear me out because I was afraid of getting dirty. " Cotton slippers said.
Four kinds of shoes argue about who the owner likes best. Then the shoe cabinet said, "In fact, you each have your own strengths and weaknesses." The shoe cabinet explained.
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There are pencils, erasers and pencil sharpeners in my pencil box.
Pencil and eraser are very proud, pencil sharpener is very modest, and I always want to live in harmony with them.
One day, I finished my homework and went home empty-handed. Only my pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener are still in the classroom. At this time, the pencil proudly said, "I am the most useful thing for my master." If my master didn't write with me, I wouldn't get the teacher's praise! "
The eraser was unconvinced and said, "If you make a mistake, don't you have to use me to erase everything?" So I am the most useful thing to my master. "
The two of them kept talking to each other.
At this moment, the pencil sharpener said, "Why should we quarrel? Let's get along well together! If we play like this, the host won't like us ... "
"Shut up!" The pencil said angrily, "No matter how noisy we are, my master will always like me best, and I will always be by my master's side."
"No, no," said the eraser, "my master likes me best. No matter what I do, he always follows me."
"Come with me," said the pencil.
"Come with me," said the eraser. "Otherwise, we will wait and see who the master is with."
"All right. Just wait. " The pencil said.
Pencils and erasers ignore each other, and the pencil sharpener silently looks at the proud pencil.
Time passed quickly, the pencil was sharpened and the eraser was used up. The owner threw it into the dustbin. Only the pencil sharpener is still with the owner.
I bought a new eraser and a new pencil. They get along well with the pencil sharpener. They not only get along well, but also help each other and give in to each other!
It's late at night, young master has gone to bed. Pencil box, grandpa started chatting as usual! Unconsciously, everyone is talking about who has made the greatest contribution to the young master and who is the most important.
You see, pencils wear green, pens wear blue shawls, erasers apply powder, and highlighters apply blush ... how wide their horizons are and how fierce their quarrels are.
The first speaker is a highlighter: "I tell you, I have the greatest contribution." Every time the young master reads a book, he uses me to draw good words and sentences. I can let the young master remember his knowledge more firmly and enrich his knowledge. "
The pencil said unconvinced, "My contribution is the greatest. I was used by the young master when he just learned to write. I let the young master enter the ocean of knowledge. "
Hearing this, the pen shouted loudly, "I am the darling of the young master now." Young master uses me every day now, and he can't live without me for a while. " You see her handwriting in this book is straight. This is all my credit, which should be my most important thing. "
Although the little eraser didn't like to talk before, it is now very noisy: "superfine product writes typos, I clean her up, and I am the most important."
At this time, the pencil-box father-in-law said, "Everybody be quiet and stop arguing. You each have your own strengths, young master, and no one can live without anyone. You are all important. In the future, everyone should live in harmony and unite as one. We should all serve the young master well. This is the most important thing. "
After listening to my father-in-law in the pencil box, all the stationery blushed and bowed their heads shyly.
Excellent essay 5 "Mom, where is my profit?" As soon as I got home, I gasped and asked my mother, "Oh, I put it away." Mother said in a calm voice, "What!" I screamed.
In fact, one day I wanted to have my own pocket money, so I went to ask my father for it. My kind father gave me pocket money at once. I was afraid my mother would take it, so I kindly told my mother not to take it. I thought the money should be in my wallet, so I went downstairs and bought a wallet. The terrible thing is that as soon as I got home, I went to the cupboard to look for money, and the cupboard was empty. Now I finally know who stole it. The answer is my mother.
"My only pocket money is gone." I said to myself, suddenly, I thought of a way, and this way is to come back.
I ran to the kitchen to get justice from my mother, so I swore at my mother: "Mom, I asked my father for pocket money! How do you regret it? " "Why, your father agreed, but I don't agree. You can't take a dollar unless I agree! " My mother answered not to be outdone. Suddenly a loud cry broke everyone's deafness. "Wow!" I cried, but I really cried. I wanted to scare my mother, but I really cried because my hard-earned pocket money was confiscated. Of course, I feel terrible.
But this method really works. Mother said impatiently, "don't cry, I'll give it to you."
Hahahaha finally has his own pocket money!
I have a cousin who is only two years older than me, but he is very naughty.
Once, he came to my house to play. I am drawing in the study. I drew a mermaid. I added some water to gouache, adjusted the color, then picked up a writing brush, ordered some gouache and drew a stone. At this moment, my brother suddenly ran in and gave me a fright. The brush in my hand ruined my painting. I was a little angry, but I forgave him. I said to him, "Brother, go to the living room and watch TV!" " "He went to the living room to watch TV. I took a new drawing paper and drew with peace of mind. But just as I was finishing writing, my brother came in quietly. When I was mixing colors, he learned my style, secretly picked up a brush, drew a few black lines on the blue sea, and then drew some monsters and mermaids on the drawing paper. Looking back, I found that my paintings were painted in a mess and I was so angry that I was about to explode. I rushed up. Push him hard and say, "You have gone too far!" My brother said indifferently, "Cheapskate. "I was very angry and called him a troublemaker. Then push him out the door.
I sat down to continue painting, and gradually my anger subsided. Suddenly, a angels in white and a demon in black appeared in my mind. Angels in white said, "Although he did something wrong, you can't do it! Admit your mistake to him! " The demon in black said, "It is obvious that he is wrong. Why apologize to him? " I thought about it and drove the demon in black away. As soon as I opened the door, I saw my brother running towards me and said to me first, "I'm sorry, please forgive me." "I have forgiven you. Can you forgive me? " "I have forgiven you."
We're back together. Look, how happy we are!
One afternoon after school, it kept raining, and my father, who was supposed to pick me up from school, never came. I can't wait, holding an umbrella and diving into the rain curtain.
I come home from school. My mother saw at a glance that I was wet and quickly asked, "Why are you wet?" Didn't dad come to pick you up? "I replied," Dad didn't come. "This guy, I clearly asked him to pick you up, but he didn't go. I am so angry. I will criticize him when he comes back. "After that, my mother went to the kitchen to work.
Soon my father came back, and my mother ran out as soon as she heard the sound, and kept criticizing my father with her mouth open. Dad is irresponsible and doesn't care about his son, who should be taken care of when he is still young. If dad is busy, he shouldn't have promised to pick me up. Just let mom go. Mom's words were like machine guns, and dad was caught off guard and had no time to explain.
Finally, my father couldn't help quarreling with my mother.
"Why don't you pick him up?" Mother asked, "It got his clothes wet, and he almost caught a cold."
"What is this? I used to get wet when I was a child. Moreover, he is old and can go home by himself and pick him up every day. In this case, how does the son take care of himself? "
"Times are different. Do you want your son to repeat what you suffered as a child? "
"Of course you can't say that, but you can't lose the aspect of cultivating self-care and hard work, can you?"
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Mom and dad are still arguing, and I thought, whether mom picks me up or dad doesn't pick me up, it's my heartfelt love!
Grandparents have been married for more than 40 years, which is called "ruby marriage". But in my opinion, they have been arguing all their lives.
Grandma is in poor health and a little deaf. So when grandpa talked to her, his voice was very loud, like a quarrel. No, I ate at my grandmother's house on Saturday. Grandpa brought out a braised mandarin fish at one end, and I was so greedy that I caught a chopstick: "What kind of fish is this?" "This is mandarin fish! Your grandmother bought it for you! " Grandpa looked at me with a smile. Grandma is coming out of the kitchen with a meal: "What? Leek is a little salty? I said, your grandfather just added another spoonful of salt! " "What ah, others say east, you say west!" Grandpa frowned, stared and shouted at the top of his lungs. "What's the matter with you? Always lose your temper for no reason! " Grandma angrily put the rice bowl in front of everyone, but habitually handed the chopsticks to grandpa.
Last year, grandpa had a major lumbar operation and was bedridden, but he insisted on not having a nurse. Every day grandma cooks at home and then goes to the hospital. Sick grandpa will yell at grandma. Grandma often replies: "If you lose your temper again, I won't bother you!" As she spoke, she took the cup in her hand and fed her grandfather a small spoonful of water. Grandpa insisted on walking and exercising every day after his illness, and walked in tandem with grandma. Looking at them, I always laugh to myself. They quarreled all their lives, but neither of them could live without the other.
"Grandma, do you like quarreling with grandpa?" I asked grandma playfully. "If your grandfather doesn't quarrel with me for a day, I really don't think this day can go on." Mom said that grandparents were born with a pair of enemies. After living together for decades, you can know what the other person wants with one look. I finally understand that my grandparents expressed their concern and consideration for each other in this way, and they also experienced the taste of happiness in the quarrel day after day.
"Old woman, where did you put my glasses?" "I said that you are such a big person, why do you always forget things!" Listen, the happy quarrel has started again!
In life, we sometimes quarrel over a little thing, and so do I.
A few days ago, I quarreled with my deskmate Li Lin. The thing is this: in English class, the teacher asked us to copy words. When I was copying, my deskmate Li Lin suddenly touched my arm and asked me to draw a diagonal line on the English book, so that I could not read the English letters clearly. I was angry and scolded her. He smiled and said to me, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I was going to believe him, but his smile made me even angrier, thinking: He must have done it on purpose. So I also touched his arm and made his notebook draw a diagonal line, and the ink dripped on it. Li Lin turned purple with anger. "You did it on purpose!" He raised his hand and was about to hit me when the teacher came in. He quickly drew back his hand and whispered, "I'll wait for you in the corridor outside the classroom after class."
I am very uneasy: what will happen to him? Peace? Or will you fight? I feel uneasy. After class, I walked up and down the corridor for fear of causing any trouble. But I also thought about it: he always loves to help his classmates and respects his teachers. He shouldn't have done it on purpose. Have I wronged him? Just thinking, he stood in front of me. I bowed my head, took a step forward and whispered, "I'm sorry, Li Lin, I know you didn't mean it." He smiled and said, "Never mind, I don't blame you. We are still good friends. " The bell rang and I walked hand in hand to the classroom.
This incident made me understand a truth: everything should be investigated first, and don't jump to conclusions, so as not to wronged others.
There will always be some ups and downs in life, but these ups and downs will always pass and you will forget them. But the quarrel the other day made me remember it vividly.
I remember that time, I was going to take out the Rubik's Cube to play. I touched the drawer. Where is the Rubik's cube? Is it gone? My heart seems to have hit the bottom and I just sat there. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, my Rubik's cube! A classmate has an identical Rubik's cube in his hand.
"Yours?" "hmm." She answered casually. My eyes suddenly became dull, my nose was sour, and tears were rolling in my eyes. At this time, my classmate's words gave me a glimmer of hope: "Her Rubik's Cube is probably yours." As soon as I heard this, I rushed to her and kept asking questions. "Did you buy it for a few dollars? When did you buy it? Where did you buy it? " The question popped out of my mouth and made me thirsty. Gradually, she faltered in her answer, and finally seemed to have no argument, staring, curled her mouth and gritted her teeth. But I must find out. "Well, yours!" She got impatient, dropped the Rubik's cube and left.
At this moment, the bell rang. She has been absent-minded in class, and the teacher knows nothing. "here." I showed it to her. "Thank you." She sincerely looked up at me, her eyes full of guilt and regret, as if to say sorry. I patted her on the shoulder after class. "Nothing, we are still good friends!" After a while, we made up again.
I will never forget this quarrel. I believe that after training, friendship will last longer.
Argument 1 1 I met a bad thing today. Feng and I quarreled.
Feng and I are playing splits on the playground. "Rock, scissors, cloth!" I won, and my feet took a step back. Zhang Feng Yi moved his front foot forward and accidentally hooked me. I was angry, so I scolded.
I played another game, so I want revenge. I also ticked Feng in this game, and Feng said with a smile, "It doesn't matter." I was relieved, but Zhang Feng's smile made me unhappy.
Another game came, and I knocked Zhang Feng down again. This time, Zhang Feng was angry. She said, "You did it on purpose!" "Say that finish, and went away.
I felt uneasy at the beginning of class. If only I hadn't scolded Feng! Thinking of this, the last time she came to my house to play, I was very happy with her. I really don't know how to describe it. Should I apologize to Feng? It would be a pity if I went to apologize! When she and I were at school, we played together and did our homework together. How happy we were at that time! I said to myself: apologize to her and be a good friend! But I can't say the words "please forgive me".
I finally got to school, and the teacher was in class, but I didn't even listen. I was walking alone on the road when I met Feng. I got up the courage to go forward: "I'm sorry, Feng, I shouldn't have hooked up with you. Let's make up! "
"Good, good!" She said happily, "Let's be good friends again!"
The sun was about to set, and we both said with one voice, "Goodbye! Goodbye! " Say that finish, happy skipping, broke up.
This day is the happiest day for Feng and me. I will never forget this day!
One day, Xiaomei, the shopkeeper, won the first place in the country in her composition. She is very happy, but there are a pair of enemies in her schoolbag-pencils and erasers. They had a fierce quarrel. Let's listen to what they are arguing about. The pencil proudly said, "If it weren't for me, how would the young master write?" ? How to get the first place? "The eraser growled unconvinced:" Without me, would the young master win the first prize if he misspelled it? "It's been a day and a night without results.
The next day, I took a writing class. Xiaomei took out her pencil and prepared to write. Just as she was about to write, the pencil kept jumping back and the words on the book were staggered. Xiaomei picked up the eraser and prepared to wipe it, but the eraser lay lazily and motionless. Xiaomei was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. Twenty minutes later, the teacher asked the students to hand in the copybook and found that the words on Xiaomei's copybook were crooked. She criticized, "Xiaomei, why are the words on your copybook so ugly?" Do you think you can cope with your homework by winning the first place only once? "Xiaomei had to take back the copybook and rewrite it. Pencil and eraser blamed themselves very much when they saw the young master being scolded. The pencil said to the eraser, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't jumped behind just now, the young master wouldn't have been scolded by the teacher. "The eraser also looked down and said with shame," If I had just helped the little master erase the bad words, she wouldn't have cried. " They regretted it and decided not to quarrel any more.
From then on, they cooperated with each other and became very good friends.
Debate 13 One quiet night, suddenly, there was a noise in the pencil case. Hey, what happened? Oh, it turns out that Miss Pencil and Brother Pen are fighting for who is more effective!
Pencil sister proudly said: "Look at you, you are all black, how ugly!" " In terms of age, you are older than me! As far as learning is concerned, you read poetry books with the master all day, and you should have read articles about how to dress up. Why are you still so rustic? "
Hearing this, Brother Pen almost spit out ink. Not to be outdone, he said, "You little goblin, how dare you scold me like this? I've been wandering the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I've crossed more bridges than you, and your contribution to my master is not as good as mine. How dare you scold me, little fellow? "
Miss Pencil listened to Brother Pen's accusation, and her tears kept falling. She said angrily, "Well, don't ... don't underestimate me. I ... I can write and draw. What about you? " Brother Pen raised his head and squinted and said, "Hum, even if your words and paintings are beautiful, they will be destroyed by my eraser!" " "
Just as they were quarrelling, Grandpa Pencil Box said, "Stop it, children! I have lived with our young master for so many years, and I know his mind best. In fact, each of you has your own role and cannot be replaced by another. You are all equally important to him. "
"Yes," wipe the younger brother also spoke, "grandpa said really makes sense. Besides, it's neither important nor important. What is there to argue about? "
After listening to my brother's words, Brother Pen and Sister Pencil suddenly turned red. In this way, Brother Pen and Sister Pencil came together. As the days passed, there was no sound in the pencil box.
14 dictionary My father-in-law's house is very noisy.
What has been debated is punctuation.
Look how wide their eyes are,
Listen to how high their voices are.
The exclamation point is on crutches,
Small question mark, big ears,
The naughty little comma jumped up anxiously.
The first person to speak is the exclamation point.
It sounds like a bronze drum:
"Guys, my feeling is the strongest,
No one in the article is more important than me! "
The exclamation point caused a burst of ridicule.
Top defy spirit is a small question mark:
"Well, if I didn't ask questions,
How to arouse readers' thinking? "
The comma is well said,
It refuted the small question mark with a pause:
"If we don't point out these sentences,
The article will be like a long noodle. "
If you have knowledge, you should count ellipsis.
Its words are always so profound:
"Talking about my role,
Needless to say, everyone knows. "
The highest level is a period,
It always likes to stay and make a summary report:
"Only I am the protagonist of the article.
Without me, these words would be endless. "Everyone is fighting like a bee,
Dictionary father-in-law published his opinion:
"Children, you are all very important.
Without one, our article would not be so wonderful.
"The water drops merged into a big river,
Gravel piled up into islands,
Don't emphasize your personal role unilaterally, and don't be proud at any time! "
Son, what's on your mind after listening to the quarrel in the dictionary? Can you let me know?
One Sunday morning, the weather was gloomy and the wind was biting. I hid under the covers and read a book.
My mother concentrates on helping me check my math homework. After a while, my mother quietly put the checked exercises on my desk and turned away. I got up and picked up the exercise paper. I see many places are circled and marked. I can't help thinking: how much is wrong! I'm bored to death! So, I looked at the paper with great annoyance, but I didn't want to correct it.
After a while, my mother came into the room and saw me in a hurry, so she gently began to explain to me. However, those wrong questions upset me, so I couldn't concentrate on the class at all.
At first, my mother took great pains. But I don't listen to anything. Naturally, I won't answer my mother's questions, just stare at her listlessly.
Finally, my mother couldn't resist the "volcanic eruption". She said angrily, "Your homework is full of mistakes. I'm not criticizing you, but I want to give you a chance to correct it. Don't you want such an opportunity? "
I couldn't hold back my emotions and my tone became tough: "I'm tired of seeing so many mistakes!" " "
Mom frowned: "You won't, I'll teach you, I'm not angry." I'm angry that you won't stop studying. "
"I'm bored to death!" I shouted.
"Well, if you don't need me, I'll leave at once." Mom said angrily.
After my mother left, my mood gradually calmed down and I began to review. However, I know nothing! I hope mom can help me explain. However, what should I do now that my mother ignores me? So I went to my mother in shame and said to her, "I'm sorry, mom, I really need you now!" " "
The dignified expression on my mother's face suddenly melted, and she kindly said to me, "Mom is happy to help you."
So, my mother took me back to my room and helped me explain the wrong question. She is as meticulous as ever. And I was suddenly enlightened and soon understood.