This familiar ballad suddenly sounded in my ear. I felt a slight shock in my heart and fell into deep memories. ...
I remember that Saturday and Thursday, I got up early. After breakfast, I sat by the window and did my homework. The writer wrote that he suddenly encountered a very difficult problem.
I reviewed the topic several times from beginning to end,
I can't think of a clue. I had to hang my head on the table and chew on writing.
At this time, my amiable good mother seemed to see my mind, left her work behind and walked gently to my side. I thought you would swear, because I didn't attend class or do my homework until my eyes were wet. But you didn't. You just gently stroked my head with your gentle but calloused hands, sat quietly beside me and taught me carefully and patiently. It was not until I understood that there was a gratified smile on your face. Your smile is like a blooming peony flower, so beautiful. Ah! I feel a warm current gushing from my heart.
My good mother not only cares about my study, but also cares about my health!
It happened in the middle of a cold winter month. My father is on a business trip and the neighbors are asleep. The cold wind whistling outside the window is like a devil sneering. I was lying in bed, and suddenly I felt a headache and wanted to throw up. It was dark as if there had been an earthquake all over the world. I know I have a high fever. but
Yes, my name is not everyday, and my name is invalid. I had to lie in bed in pain. Just then, my amiable good mother appeared at my bedside. Before you put on your sweater, you grabbed my king's back and shook it, and "knocked" ran downstairs. It is too late. Nobody took me to the hospital. Mom, you are as anxious as an ant on hot bricks. The only way is to take me to the hospital. But my home is 3 kilometers away from the hospital! Mother settled down and made up her mind. Without saying a word, I trudged forward behind my back in the biting cold wind. I think every step you take is so difficult. I heard my mother's heavy breathing. You must be tired. I said weakly, "Mom, I don't need your back. I want to go by myself!" " "But you said," I'm not tired! You are sick and can't walk. "You barely smile. Mom, I'm in my teens, and I've caught up with you. Now you have to take me to the hospital. How ashamed I am. Although it was a cold winter, I saw pearls of sweat hanging on my mother's forehead. After my mother's efforts, I was finally sent to the hospital. The doctor gave me an injection and prescribed medicine, and my mother was relieved. Later, I had to be hospitalized. It was mom who stayed with me all night. When I woke up the next day, I was much better, but I found that your eyes were bloodshot and there were many silver lines on your temples.
My good mother, how much effort you have devoted to me! When I grow up, I will repay you well!
I have a classmate and a good friend. He is a boy, neither tall nor short. He seems a little slow, but he has a glib tongue. Although he can speak very well, his composition doesn't look like his mouth, and his handwriting is messy. He often breathes me with his mouth. Sometimes he says he is angry with me, so I take it out on him. Sometimes I just slap him a few times, and sometimes I lecture him with the attitude of "I am the monitor and can't be bullied", but he doesn't mind! He usually treats me as a slave. If he wants me to play with him, let me play with him, regardless of each other's feelings.
He likes playing computer very much, but he is not good at using computers. Every time I go to his house to play, he just introduces the game blindly. There are so many games and so many copies in his computer. It seems that he has computer copies of CDs all over the world, and he knows all kinds of games. No wonder his academic performance is so poor. It seems that all his free time is spent on games!
This semester, he raised his hand to speak more actively. He and Zheng Yongkang became the "masters" of their group. There are not so many mistakes in homework, and I am more active in finding extracurricular materials ... Have you bought more extracurricular books? Or is his parents strict in discipline? Or ... to find out the truth, I went to his house again. But all my suspicions were wrong. Maybe he really studied hard. But the wonderful sixth job once again made me get to the bottom of it My eyes fell on his computer again, but he can only play with computers! Suddenly, I understood the inside story of his computer ... It turned out that he only used computer games as a signboard, and his real competitor was a computer application expert!
Hey, he just talks a lot. I really don't know if I should praise him.
3. Mouth is the same composition, and the saying is different. 600 words "Mouth and fingers are different, 1, 2 ..." What is everyone doing? I ran into the classroom at once. Oh, it turns out that everyone is playing a game called "mouth and fingers are different".
I also joined the game immediately, and our group selected Zhou Xinru to participate. I guess she can't pass the first level. Sure enough, she said, "Mouth and fingers are different, 2!" Look at her outstretched finger, which is also 2. The students laughed. Zhou Xinru hasn't reacted yet. Fortunately, some classmates reminded her that she was depressed.
Not satisfied, we sent another representative Zhu Zihang to fight. Seeing his panic, we all sweated for him.
As expected, his technique was not good at all, saying, "Mouth and fingers are different, 1!" "I saw that his finger also showed 1. I said with my eyes: oh, no, no ... but it was too late to be eliminated, and I saw him fall down in despair.
Finally, it was my turn. I walked up to the podium happily and said, "My mouth and fingers are different." My finger is 1, and I passed the first game smoothly.
Then, we played a few more games, and the students came off one after another. Finally, I competed with Zhao. But I fought and lost, lost and fought, and finally lost. I walked down the platform in frustration.
Later, the second group, the third group ... the rostrum has already been surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. Laughter, shouting, continuous, deafening, as if to lift the roof away.
Today, I am really happy.
Teacher's comment: In the little author's pen, the scene is vivid and intense. People can't help wanting to go to the scene. The only fly in the ointment is that you didn't describe the duel between you and Zhao. Good performance today. Keep it up.
4. Examples of sentences describing the mouth: In soft light, XX's thin lips shine with soft luster, and gently bend a beautiful arc.
When she was angry, two thin red mouths tilted slightly, like a ripe cherry. Two thin lips, especially expressive, seem to be ready to open at any time, and speak cadently. His gray lips are completely bloodless, trembling slightly like two willow leaves, as if in a hurry. Her small mouth is clear, her teeth are white, her lips are rosy, her tongue is as smooth as a spring, and her speech is as beautiful as singing ... just like two pink petals that are opening, they are witty. The child's dexterous little mouth tightly pursed, as if to keep some important secret. She must open her mouth and keep breathing. Her rosy lips turned purple and blue, and her teeth giggled. Her lips are extremely thin, showing alertness and aura. There are two small dimples in her mouth, which are as beautiful as flowers. Her mouth bulges now and her teeth giggle now. Her lips spread beautifully on her ivory teeth. Her lips are tight and her chin is slightly pointed. Her chin is straight, her lips are not bent at all, and her teeth are white. Tips: The address of this article is: Welcome to reprint, please keep the address. Thank you very much.
5. A glib composition of 300 words There is one of the most beautiful voices in the world, and that is the call of mother.
Each of us has his own mother, and every child is enjoying the happiness and happiness given by his mother. On the long road of life, I became confident and smooth because of my mother's teaching, care and encouragement.
Even if you go to the ends of the earth, your mother is always worried about you. A mother's love for her children is a breeze in hot summer and a warm current when the north wind whistles.
My mother smiled and congratulated me when I got full marks in the exam. When I was sad about something, my mother quickly came to comfort me; When I failed and discouraged, my mother and you encouraged me with those gentle words ... I remember one time, I suddenly had a high fever and was weak. You see, I am so anxious and distressed.
Let me lie on the bed quickly, then put the towel in cold water, wring it out and apply it to my forehead. After a while, you gave me an antipyretic and let me have a good rest.
At night, I went to bed early, and in the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up.
After I opened my eyes, I saw you in the dark. You sat in front of the bed and looked at me with concerned eyes. I was very surprised. When you saw me awake, you bowed your head and asked me, "awake?" Drink water? Are you feeling better? "I just know, since I fell asleep, you have been in front of my bed, a night failed to rest.
When we were in kindergarten, we stayed in the kindergarten to practice gymnastics every night. When you practice several movements repeatedly, your feet will rub on the ground.
After a long time, the instep is worn out. Mom, when I was complaining, you encouraged me: "You are great!" " After listening to your words, I made up my mind to stick to it and not be a deserter.
Day after day, month after month, our gymnastics is getting better and better. When the teacher informed us to go out for the competition, we were very happy, so we worked harder and harder in practice ... The competition came, and we all did our best. Mom, you and other parents also cheered for us in the stands.
Hard work pays off, and we won a very good ranking on behalf of the kindergarten. Mom, this is inseparable from your encouragement.
How I want to send you a carnation to express my deep love for you. In the days to come, I will use my practical actions to prove: "Mom, I didn't live up to your expectations!" "That winter, the cold wind roared, and a little life came to the world.
From then on, my mother lying in the hospital bed was happier and sadder ... that little life was me. From the moment I was born, "mom" was the first person I saw when I opened my eyes, and "mom" was the first word I said. Since childhood, when have you ever left your mother's care and love? No, my mother has been worried about me.
Motherly love is like a glass of pure water. Water is transparent, just like mother's love without any noise, water is light, just like mother's ordinary or even trivial love, but when I savor it carefully, water is sweet.
However, just because maternal love is always with us like water, it is always difficult for us to taste its sweetness. But when my mother left me, I realized how important family is to me! I remember one time ... that day, I quarreled with my mother, and finally I shouted to her, "Go away!" " "Soon after, I saw my mother go and thought she wouldn't come back. I'm very worried.
I didn't know it was SARS until my father told me, and my mother was going to see someone else. I cried. On Children's Day, I wore a red scarf to see my mother where she lived. My mother smiled and I bowed my head in shame. I cried again. I was six years old that year.
After that, I never talked back to my mother again. Every time, my mother took out her cotton-padded coat and forced it on me when it was cold.
Look, his mousse hair is black and bright, with big eyes under heavy eyebrows and a small and high nose, just like a doll; That mouth was stuck on the little cousin's face, which was a big loss. He kept talking all day. Little cousin is very clever.
Last Saturday, my aunt and uncle brought my little cousin to my home. As soon as the adults arrived at my home, they began to "stand on the Great Wall", which made my little cousin and I fidget. I have no choice but to cover my ears and read.
The little cousin's eyes lit up and the plan came to mind. I saw him take a pen and paper, thought about it, wrote a few words with a pen, then gave me a mysterious look, slowly walked out of the room and handed the paper to his father, "haha".
"Crash"-laughter, praise and mahjong broke out in the living room. What did the little cousin do to make the adults change their minds? I picked up the paper and looked at it. It turned out that there was a poem written on the paper, "Being in a foreign land, I don't think about home at holidays.
I only know that my parents play mahjong and I study at home alone. "After reading it, I couldn't help laughing out loud-that is, after Wang Wei read this poem, I don't think he was angry to the point of' death'. The little cousin is not only a genius of changing poems, but also has a good economic mind.
The night before yesterday, everyone chatted together and praised how smart my little cousin was. I was not convinced, so I had to test my little cousin. The little cousin casually said, "Take the exam, who's afraid!" When I got angry, I did more than a dozen math problems, all of which were solved by him.
Not convinced, I have another application question: "A suit is twenty-five yuan, and a shirt is ten yuan. How much does it cost to buy six suits and two shirts? " "150 yuan" blurted out.
"Wrong, it should be one hundred and seventy yuan." Aunt reminded him at a side.
Unexpectedly, my little cousin said plausibly, "I'm not finished yet!" " Last time my father bought a suit in the World Trade Center, I remember buying three suits before changing a shirt. Since you buy three and get one free, don't you get two if you buy six? therefore ...
6. How to write this composition from the mouth of a classmate? I have a classmate and a good friend.
He is a boy, neither tall nor short. He seems a little slow, but he has a glib tongue. Although he can speak very well, his composition doesn't look like his mouth, and his handwriting is messy.
He often breathes me with his mouth. Sometimes he says he is angry with me, so I take it out on him. Sometimes I just slap him a few times, and sometimes I lecture him with the attitude of "I am the monitor and can't be bullied", but he doesn't mind! He usually treats me as a slave. If he wants me to play with him, let me play with him, regardless of each other's feelings. He likes playing computer very much, but he is not good at using computers.
Every time I go to his house to play, he just introduces the game blindly. There are so many games and so many copies in his computer. It seems that he has computer copies of CDs all over the world, and he knows all kinds of games. No wonder his academic performance is so poor. It seems that all his free time is spent on games! This semester, he raised his hand to speak more actively. He and Zheng Yongkang became the "masters" of their group. There are not so many mistakes in homework, and I am more active in finding extracurricular materials ... Have you bought more extracurricular books? Or is his parents strict in discipline? Or ... to find out the truth, I went to his house again. But all my suspicions were wrong. Maybe he really studied hard.
But the wonderful sixth job once again made me get to the bottom of it My eyes fell on his computer again, but he can only play with computers! Suddenly, I understood the inside story of his computer ... It turned out that he only used computer games as a signboard, and his real competitor was a computer application expert! Hey, he just talks a lot. I really don't know if I should praise him.
7. A person who describes a person with a big mouth, as the name implies, is always interrupted by another person when talking, and the composition likes a talkative person. Haha, there is one in this class-Li Yu, don't think about it. He is not the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty, but he is the king of interruption in this class. The best time, he provoked the teacher to jump off a building in Chinese class, and the teacher also thought, who can let this go? I thank his ancestors for 18 generations ... but the emperor didn't dare to interrupt the math teacher's class, because when talking about equations, the square of 2 should be equal to 8 and he tried to say 6, so the teacher made a mistake, and the consequences can be imagined ... Although his English grades were not very good, the English teacher still liked him because he always translated English into Chinese, which was ridiculous and a bit outrageous. But it can enhance our memory ... The emperor has become an indispensable member of our class. Without him, the teacher can't make the class active, and we are always sleepy. However, his presence makes us answer questions in a hurry, and his interruption is always full of jokes. However, the teacher was very happy, and we also swam in the ocean of knowledge ... The emperor became our friend, the pistachio in the class and the teacher's secret.
I have a classmate and a good friend. He is a boy, neither tall nor short. He seems a little slow, but he has a glib tongue. Although he can speak very well, his composition doesn't look like his mouth, and his handwriting is messy. He often breathes me with his mouth. Sometimes he says he is angry with me, so I take it out on him. Sometimes I just slap him a few times, and sometimes I lecture him with the attitude of "I am the monitor and can't be bullied", but he doesn't mind! He usually treats me as a slave. If he wants me to play with him, let me play with him, regardless of each other's feelings.
He likes playing computer very much, but he is not good at using computers. Every time I go to his house to play, he just introduces the game blindly. There are so many games and so many copies in his computer. It seems that he has computer copies of CDs all over the world, and he knows all kinds of games. No wonder his academic performance is so poor. It seems that all his free time is spent on games!
This semester, he raised his hand to speak more actively. He and Zheng Yongkang became the "masters" of their group. There are not so many mistakes in homework, and I am more active in finding extracurricular materials ... Have you bought more extracurricular books? Or is his parents strict in discipline? Or ... to find out the truth, I went to his house again. But all my suspicions were wrong. Maybe he really studied hard. But the wonderful sixth job once again made me get to the bottom of it My eyes fell on his computer again, but he can only play with computers! Suddenly, I understood the inside story of his computer ... It turned out that he only used computer games as a signboard, and his real competitor was a computer application expert!
Hey, he just talks a lot. I really don't know if I should praise him. (