Composition has always been one of the most concerned objects for teachers and students. However, students have been troubled by "what to write" and "how to write". The following are five 600-word narratives I compiled for you, hoping to help you.

Narrative 600 words 1 "I obviously did it, why did the teacher just praise her?" Isn't she better than me Don't you often get praise from teachers? I won't help her in this activity, and see where she can be strong. "I told my father angrily. Dad didn't say anything, just looked up at me and went on with his work.

Months have passed, and I'm still angry that I didn't get praise.

This summer vacation, my family went to Beihai. The endless sea and silver beaches really make people feel like they are in a dream, and then my father said, "Do you want crabs? I am a master at catching crabs! I'll show you my hand today! " Sure enough, father didn't brag. In a short time, my father caught five or six crabs the size of coins and gave them to me on a plate less than 2 cm high. As soon as I saw it, I cried, "This plate is so low that the crab will climb out soon." Dad said confidently, "Don't worry, it can't climb out." I watched it carefully with doubts. I saw one of the crabs climbing up. When I saw it was about to climb up, other crabs seemed to find something. Together, they squeezed it from above. Over and over again, for a long time, no crab climbed out of the plate. At this time, my father said, "These crabs could have crawled out, but they were jealous. No one can climb to the top, and everyone wants to occupy the top by himself. In the end, no one can climb out, and naturally it has become a Chinese meal. " At this moment, I suddenly understood my father's intention. Am I not as full of resentment and jealousy as these crabs?

I can't tolerate others surpassing myself, nor can I listen to others being praised. How ridiculous and stupid this is! Now I understand that the negative emotions brought by jealousy not only destroy interpersonal relationships, but also imprison our hearts and hinder our physical and mental health. As a result, people are not good to themselves.

Jealousy really harms others and yourself. I must change it, because I am not a crab, I am a human being!

Narrative high school full mark composition 600 words 2

There is difference, there is contrast, there is gap. Sometimes the gap is not a good thing, it will hurt people's hearts. Today, I will talk about the gap between my teacher and Xueba.

I am a representative of math class, but my grades are not as good as those of several members of Xueba League. I was kicked by one of them once. In fact, not only those members have different attitudes towards me, but also the teachers have different attitudes towards us.

Take the math teacher as an example. Whenever the schoolmasters fail in the exam, the teacher will comfort them softly: "Nothing, it won't affect too much if they fail in the exam once. Your real achievements are more than that …" I don't know the tone, but I thought they were father and son! When I don't do well in the exam, the teacher will only give me a dirty look and say angrily, "You just can't do it, only 88 points, and you are still a math class representative." In fact, that senior only got 84.5 this time, 3.5 points lower than me. But the teacher's attitude towards us is as if I were twenty or thirty minutes lower than him. To tell the truth, sometimes I really want to "spit incense" on teachers and seniors, and get it off my chest quickly.

However, the east wind grows to the north, the north wind turns to the south, and I also crush others. I am an expert in writing in my class. When the Chinese teacher saw the four a++ (the highest score) in my notebook, and then looked at the four B's of one of the schoolmasters, Mr. Yuan's face quickly turned from sunny to cloudy, and his smile gradually disappeared. That feeling is so cool, I don't want it. When the teacher asked him to borrow my composition book, it felt really beautiful. It seems that teachers are all the same, and they all like students with excellent grades, and it is easy to be preconceived and form a fixed impression.

The gap between learning hegemony and learning scum may be caused by your hard work. Teachers naturally like students with excellent grades, and the treatment is naturally different. Of course, I suggest you don't compare with that talented person. Teachers will automatically think that they are better than you, but don't feel inferior because of their attitude. I believe that if you study hard, your grades will get better and better, and your impression in others' eyes will change.

Narrative high school full mark composition 600 words 3

Looking at his father running in the rain, he cried. ...

All this has to start from two years ago. At that time, his family was not rich, but there were five mouths. Since my mother left home, there are only three teenage sons and an old father in his forties. Later, in order to solve the problem of food and clothing, my father got up early every day, and when all the work was finished, it was already midnight 1 1. Because of work problems, fathers have no time to educate their children. My second and third brothers are smart, but my eldest brother has nothing to do all day, smoking and gambling. His bad habits broke my father's heart, but he was helpless.

/kloc-One day in July of 0/4, Big Brother and some gangsters rode bicycles. He ran a red light because he was chatting too happily. The speeding truck knocked down Big Brother and his bike and flew a distance. Suddenly blood flowed, and the eldest brother was bleeding. Several gangsters who were originally next to him also rode away quickly. A pedestrian next to him recognized that this was the eldest son of the old father and quickly fought.

When the old father heard the bad news, he ignored everything. Wearing a pair of shoes and bare arms, he ran into the street and took his son to the hospital. At that time, his whole body was red with his son's blood, and he didn't care, so he asked the doctor questions.

Later, in order to make up the operation fee, he borrowed money from the neighboring village and the school also held donations. I managed to scrape together 350 thousand before I paid the operation fee.

The son stayed in bed for a year and a half, and the father came to accompany him every day. His hair, which used to be black, is now white-haired and has many wrinkles on his face, but his smile on his son has never changed.

Today, my son finally recovered. His uncle sat by the bed and told him what his father had done for him for so long. Hearing this, my son was very moved. When he rushed out of the hospital, he saw his father running in the rain. Finally, he shed tears. On the ground, a flower opened. The name of that flower is "Father's Love".

Narrative high school full mark composition 600 words 4

Life is a beautiful memory, and it is also the mutual help of others to you or you to others. Growth is a point that others will definitely experience, sooner or later, or happy or sad. I am no exception.

I remember that time, my mother took me out to play. At noon, the sun scorched us and my sweat dripped down my cheeks. Besides, my mother and I are hungry, because the food around our travel route is very expensive. We had to go, and it took us a while to find a cheaper noodle restaurant. Mom ordered a bowl of mixed noodles, only one bowl of mixed noodles. Mom pushed the mixed noodles in front of me and said, "I'm not hungry, you eat!" " "Then he looked at me gently, urged me to eat while it was hot, and picked up a paper towel to help me wipe the sweat off my face.

I picked up chopsticks, stirred the noodles, and sent them to my mouth. At this time, I remembered that at home, my mother always gave me the best: a steak I had a hard time eating, durable and beautiful clothes, a fully functional and easy-to-use pen, etc ... What about my mother? I can't bear to eat anything delicious every time. I always keep it for myself. I don't want to buy beautiful clothes, but I always save money to buy clothes and books I like; When I go to school on a rainy day, I always hold my umbrella by my side to protect me from the rain, but my clothes are all wet ... I can't help feeling sour in my heart, holding back the water in my eyes, handing my chopsticks to my mother and pushing my face in front of her.

My mother smiled and touched my head and said, "My little man has grown up and is sensible." I happily asked my boss to bring me a small bowl, picked some noodles in the small bowl and pushed the extra ones in front of me. We touched the bowl together and enjoyed the warm lunch brought by this bowl of noodles.

I feel maternal love floating in every corner of our lives. That nagging words, that thick cotton-padded coat and that steaming pot of noodles are all manifestations of maternal love. Everyone grows up in love, and I am no exception.

Narrative high school full mark composition 600 words 5

In composition class today, the teacher took out a glass. A question appeared in my mind: "What is this glass for?" I opened my eyes wide and waited for what was about to happen. The teacher told us to make tea in a glass. I am very excited. After all, this is my first time to watch making tea. I think the glass is like a "crystal palace" quietly waiting for the arrival of guests. The color of tea is dark green, a little black, with a hint of yellow. Although there is no water, it still smells of nature. Some of them are like a sword, some are like snail shells, and some are like the letter U. They all lie quietly at the bottom of the cup, as if dreaming of dancing happily in the water. ...

Everything is ready. Now let's make tea. Boiling water rushed into the cup like a waterfall. Tea leaves are like frightened fish and frightened birds, but they are more like ten thousand monkeys in Qian Qian waving golden hoops and turning their heads to make a scene in the Crystal Palace.

Soon, the chaotic water surface calmed down. Most of the tea leaves sink to the bottom of the cup, and a small part floats on the water, as if enjoying the leisurely sunshine. They seem to be quiet, but in fact the tea leaves are secretly drinking water. Look! This piece of tea seems to have just woken up from a dream, stretched out, with its leaves fully unfolded and spinning in the water, as if dancing ballet. Look! Here comes another acrobat. This piece of tea floated slowly for a while and landed on the head of another piece of tea. At the same time, the tea under it is uncomfortable. It looked up and the tea on it fell. Seeing this, everyone laughed. Some of the tea in the cup seems to slide on the slide, some are playing with parachutes, and some are sitting on the rocket.

Tea will be ready in a few minutes. The water at this time is like a yellow gem. Tea has basically sunk to the bottom, and its color is fresh and tender. It seems to be back in the arms of mother tree, and a fresh tea fragrance comes to the nose. Tea has absorbed the essence of a spring and summer from nature, and all of it has been selflessly dedicated to its friend-water. How touching!