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My biographical works
My biographical works

My biographical composition is very nerve-racking for students, and there is far more than one standard to judge the level of composition. The material of composition comes from life, and writing skills can improve our literary level. This is the biography I brought you. Let's have a look!

My biography writing 1 My family name is Huang and my name is. Catalpa is a material that can be made; Hui, which means "reporting three spring rays". I was born in April 2006. When my mother gave birth to me, I received a notice of postgraduate admission, and I applied for professional title evaluation. I spent these two great events with my mother in the delivery bed. I was born with my mother and went to the battlefield of postgraduate entrance examination, so I belong to the "technical flow".

At the beginning, the kindergarten teacher class participated in the "logic competition" in Baotou City and won the second place; Primary schools have participated in competitions in various subjects for many times, and have also achieved impressive results; On the eve of primary school graduation, I broke my right arm playing basketball. I didn't use pen and ink for two months, and I took the junior high school exam five days after I removed my plaster, with excellent results. I entered Baotou Steel No.3 Middle School, where there are many famous teachers. I started my real study under the guidance of the long-awaited teacher Liang. I got good grades in all subjects, and served as a study committee member, a math class representative and a sports committee member, all of whom were conscientious.

Sometimes you can't do anything right, and it's fun. Or go, or Rubik's cube, or table tennis, or swimming, or basketball, or piano, or public welfare, all enjoy it, and there is no shortage of various awards and certificates at home. Calligraphy learning started late, so I will persist and need to improve. Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, but "painting" is often teased by my mother and doesn't inherit her genes.

Reading is my hobby and persistence. Read widely, especially akg and science fiction books. I can't get tired of reading One to Infinity, History of Mathematics, Horror Science and Three-body ... The problem of natural history is my pillow book. After entering junior high school, under the influence of Mr. Liang, I began to really appreciate the charm of literary books, whether it is the four classical novels "Water Margin" or The Journey to the West. Whether it is "Ordinary World", "Four Generations under One Family" or "How Steel was Tempered", these literary masters; Or Mr. Jin Yong's "Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "Dragon Eight Branches" ... both of which make me fondle admiringly.

Calm down to read the original, feel the true meaning of the original, and see thousands of worlds and lives, which quietly affect my writing. Many compositions are published in Footprint of Work. An article "The First Lecture" was read aloud in class by Mr. Liang as a perfect composition.

Reading the trip to Wan Li Road in thousands of books, I love traveling very much. I admire the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, from Daxinganling in the north to Xishuangbanna in the south, Weihai in the east and Jiuzhai in the west. I climbed Yulong Snow Mountain at an altitude of 4,680 meters and Huanglong at an altitude of 5,588 meters. Eastward across the Pacific Ocean and across the east and west coasts of the United States.

I like the school environment, I like the bell in class, I like playing with my classmates, and I like humorous teachers. Hidden dragon needs broad knowledge of clear sky to take it to the sky, and Kun Peng needs the help of transporting soup to take it to the dark. I "grew up beautifully" in No.3 Middle School.

My biography composition 2 My name is Li. This is an autobiography about me.

On March 3, 2004, an unknown doctor dragged me out of my mother's womb and cut off the umbilical cord connected to her. I heard from my mother that this guy tied my poor umbilical cord with a sense of modern abstract art, regardless of my feelings.

I can remember some things since I was three years old. I don't know when I learned to walk and talk, but at the age of three, I successfully poured a whole glass of juice on my father. This has been a great year. I've been running around the house all year. No one can control me and no one wants to control me.

When I was four years old, my mother took me to kindergarten. I looked around inexplicably and saw the children around me crying. I was intrigued, and then the wood was there-"Wow!" I also cried loudly with them. I don't like staying in kindergarten very much. I don't like eating and sleeping. My mother may think that kindergarten food tastes terrible. From now on, I don't have to stay at school in the afternoon. My mother asks for leave almost every day, so I seldom attend classes in kindergarten all year round.

I finally went to primary school.

Primary school can't take time off at will, and it also ushered in the things I hate most in my life: homework and exams. I am a loser from grade one to grade three. I don't know what I left on the merit list besides being the vice squad leader-being called to take part in a drawing competition and winning the first prize is nothing!

The fourth grade is my turning point. Maybe I got the first place in the Chinese exam. Anyway, I tried my best to get the math exemption qualification, but the Chinese teacher gave me an application form for exemption. So my Chinese grades began inexplicably. As a result, the next year, I got the exemption qualification. The teacher said that I had been exempted once, so give it to my classmates. I didn't even think about it: no! This is the result. As for friendship, I made some real friends and played together all day.

I transferred to another school in the sixth grade. It is a happy thing to go to a real primary school. My mother may be afraid that I have communication problems in my new school, so she often invites my classmates to play. Besides, I let myself go almost every day for a year. The consequence of playing like a psychopath is that I'm afraid I won't graduate when I take the graduation exam. Later, I learned that you have to graduate no matter how bad you do in the exam!

But I can still see my exam results when I entered middle school, so my mother reluctantly gave me a break.

This is the end of my autobiography.

I'm thirteen years old, and my life is still going on, and the story is not finished yet.

But this is really just the beginning.