1. A composition about asking the teacher for advice, 100 words
Time flies, the years fly by, and the study and life of primary school passed by in the blink of an eye.
My elementary school career has also turned to the last page. When I left my alma mater, I was filled with nostalgia.
Looking back, every tree and plant in my alma mater is so familiar; looking back again, every turn and tile in my alma mater is so kind. Never forget, dear teacher! I can't forget your sincere teachings, let alone your kind eyes.
People often say that a teacher is both a loving mother and a hard-working gardener. You turned us from a young and ignorant doll into a mature and sensible big child.
Now I am a squadron cadre, full of courage in doing things. Without the support and encouragement from my teachers over the past five years, I would not be so brave and confident.
I remember the first time I went on stage. It was a composition class. At that time, you shouted: "Next, prepare on the 32nd."
I was on the 32nd. I was so scared that my palms were sweating. I prayed to the sky: God help me. Help, let the bell ring quickly. Good classmate, good classmate, read slower and don’t come down! But this unkind classmate finished reading quickly. The teacher called my name, but I didn't move. I was so scared that my legs became weak.
The teacher said: "Come up! Be brave, don't be afraid!" I still didn't move. I looked at the teacher. At this time, you looked at me with trusting eyes. I stood up all of a sudden and walked onto the podium. I really don’t know if this is the power of courage.
I started reading, "Can't you hear it, can't you hear it..." The classmates shouted, and I saw the teacher looking at me with encouraging eyes. I gained a lot of courage and confidence. But after a while, the voice became quieter again, and the students once again said: "I can't hear you, it's too soft."
At this time, my face was so hot that I really wanted to turn around and rush down. But I met your eyes, and your supportive and encouraging gaze caught my eye. As I read and read, the voice became louder and louder. I really hope that this article can be longer, longer... Teacher, as long as I have a look of affirmation, my efforts will be meaningful.
I know that everything is not easy, and hard work really requires courage and confidence. I'm afraid that when we part, we will feel nostalgic.
I can only express my deep gratitude to you through words. 2. Write a 300-word essay asking for advice
I am relatively introverted and rarely talk. It was even more difficult for me to ask the teacher for advice. I remember when I was in fifth grade, I It was the first time I went to ask the teacher for advice.
When we were in fifth grade, it was the final sprint for the second semester. Our math teacher, Mr. Qu, asked us to buy the materials and do it ourselves. After we finished, we would give it to the leader of the group of four for correction. If there were any problems or problems, If you are not sure about the questions, you can ask Teacher Qu. Because Teacher Qu is very powerful, no one dared to ask him questions, including me.
One time after I finished correcting a question for the group leader, I found a small plane on top. I looked left and right and couldn't see anything wrong. This is a true or false question. The question is like this: "X=59 is an equation." I put a cross in the brackets at the end. I really can't figure out what is wrong with this question. Maybe it was my whim, but I walked towards Teacher Qu's office with high steps and head held high. Just halfway through, I walked back again. I thought to myself that I was too "impulsive". We had already learned Teacher Qu's "one squat, two pulls, and three twists". But I wanted to figure this question out again, so I had to bite the bullet and walked in, and asked the question I wanted to ask "fearfully". Teacher Qu immediately explained it to me, and I suddenly realized it, and Teacher Qu told me that I should ask more questions. Back in the classroom, after listening to what I said, my classmates were extremely envious.
That was the first time I asked the teacher for advice. Everything is difficult at the beginning. If you overcome this first level, there will definitely be a second, third, or even a thousand or ten thousand times. Friends, there is a first time for everything, let us take the first step in life. 3. Write a 100-word essay
There are many flowers planted on my balcony, but my favorite is the cactus.
The cactus is covered in green clothes and is covered with small thorns. As long as you touch it with your fingers, small yellow thorns will be pierced, which will make you scream. The shape of the cactus is like a A strangely big hand, maybe this is the origin of the name "cactus"!
During the two weeks of summer vacation, our family went on a trip. I thought the cactus would die of thirst, but when I got home, I was surprised. To my surprise, the cactus was still so green and full of vitality. Spirit. I asked my father in surprise: "Why didn't the cactus die after being watered for so long?" Dad told me: "It's because of the leaves of the cactus." I was very puzzled: "The cactus has leaves?" Dad pointed at the cactus and said, "The cactus has leaves." The little thorns are the leaves, because they live in the tropics, and the leaves are pointed and small, which can prevent the sun from being exposed and reduce the evaporation of water, so it is so drought-resistant. ”
The cactus is not only drought-resistant, but also life-saving. Also very tenacious. Even if its branch is broken, it will not affect its growth. If you insert its broken branch into the soil, soon it will take root and sprout and be clothed in green clothes.
My father also told me: "The stem of the cactus can cool down and reduce swelling. Scrape off the small thorns on the cactus, peel off the skin, mash the cactus, and place it on the red and swollen area. It will soon heal." , the redness and swelling will disappear. "It is so noble and great to sacrifice itself and contribute to others!
I love the tenacious spirit of the cactus, and even more, its spirit of self-sacrifice. 4. How to write an essay
Unforgettable Family Relationship
Unforgettable Family Relationship There are many small fishes in my mind. These small fishes constitute my unforgettable family relationship, but my most unforgettable family relationship is It's that little golden goldfish...
I remember when I was in third grade, I went to school just after the New Year. My classmates happily talked about the beauty of spring and flowers blooming, but I didn't think there was anything wrong with it. good. Because I went to school in the cold spring weather, my teeth were chattering in the cold in the morning. The classmates in the class said, "Look, her lips are blue." After a few classes, I felt very uncomfortable when I returned home and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
I heard a familiar voice while I was sleeping, "Wake up! Xiaowan!" When I woke up, I saw it was my mother. I said: "I seem to have a slight fever." My mother quickly measured me with a thermometer. "The temperature is 40 degrees." My mother immediately became nervous. I called my head teacher to ask for leave. Then, my mother hurriedly picked up the cup and got some water to give me the antipyretic medicine. I carefully noticed that there were big beads of sweat rolling down my mother's forehead. I thought, my mother must be in a hurry, and I must get better soon. Log in to Composition.com and you can also submit articles.
I didn’t know why I had a high fever, and I was sweating profusely after taking the medicine. My mother was busy changing towels to wipe my back. She was busy all day long, and I didn’t even have time to eat. I fell asleep again... I felt that my mother Carry me to the hospital. Unexpectedly, I stayed in the hospital for a week and four days. Log in to Composition.com and you can also submit articles.
Every day when I open my eyes, I see my mother standing by my side. My illness was cured, and I discovered that my mother had dark circles under her eyes and a hint of silver hair... 5. Essay on type description (100 words)
A young female teacher teaching mathematics stepped on a slender Wearing red leather shoes, holding a stack of homework books, and walking into the classroom with a frosty face.
She first glanced at all the classmates with cold eyes, as if to say: "I will never forgive anyone who speaks again!" Suddenly, the noisy classroom fell silent. Immediately, the teacher threw the homework book on the podium, and the students all shook with the sound.
The teacher tapped the table rhythmically with her delicate hands, and said in a sharp and hard voice: "I am very dissatisfied with this assignment!" This sentence made the temperature in the classroom drop to At four thousand degrees below zero, several students trembled involuntarily. We all knew the nightmare was about to begin.
I saw the teacher randomly picking out an assignment, flipping through a few pages, reading for a while, then slamming it down and screaming with a voice that could pierce the eardrum: "Zi Hao" ! Look at your homework, what is it?" Look at Wang Zihao, who has fallen to the ground in the "earthquake". 6. A 100-word essay about writing
On a quiet dawn, I went to the backyard to watch the sunrise alone.
The sunrise has not come yet, I raised my head and looked up at the deep blue sky. I saw some small stars sparsely distributed in the sky. These stars twinkled and blinked sleepily, as if they were sighing and saying to me: "Oh! I'm so sleepy after a day's work. Why doesn't this lazy guy like the sun come?"
I stared at the pale eastern sky. The thick sky curtain seemed to have been opened by a strong man, revealing a ray of light. Gradually, those little stars were hiding like playing hide and seek with me. The nearby houses and trees... can also be seen vaguely.
Gradually, a reddish patch appeared on the eastern horizon. Gradually, the reddish patch became thicker and thicker, and continued to expand in all directions. After a while, Father Sun showed half of his face, like a shy little girl; slowly, like an old man carrying a burden, he rose up bit by bit. After a while, it finally revealed most of its face, like a naughty child. In an instant, the sun broke through the clouds and hung high in the blue sky; it shot out thousands of rays of golden light, like strings of golden necklaces, spreading all over the world and kissing everything in the world. I couldn't help but cheer.
At this time, the grass woke up and danced gracefully with the breeze; the flowers opened their smiles, and a burst of fragrance hit their nostrils; people were not idle, wearing clothes. Put on clothes and work diligently in the farmland; the primary school students put on their schoolbags, walked on the forest path, hummed a little tune, and went to school happily...
Father-in-law Sun saw this Everything, stroking his beard, with a satisfied smile on his face. And what about the stars? But he slept snoringly at home.
Sun, you are the symbol of our great motherland. Every time I see you rising to the east, I can't help but think of the progress of our motherland. Best wishes to my motherland
I was stunned by the scene in front of me - what caught my eyes was no longer the lifeless withered vegetation of the past, but a winter snow scene of Mother Earth***, a A silver gift. Countless snowflakes are flying quietly and gently from the sky, really like elegant gentlemen, like butterflies with light movements, and more like pieces of beautifully shaped pear blossoms.
The wind rustled across my face, and my heart withered like autumn flowers. Although the cloudless sky is blue, it feels empty. The once green grass has now begun to turn yellow, finally losing some of its vitality. Walking on the road, everything around me looked desolate and desolate. 7. A 100-word essay about people
She has a round face, a pair of thick eyebrows, a pair of big eyes, and black hair. She never scolded me or hit me in front of others. I did something wrong. As long as she looked at me and I saw her stern eyes, I knew I had made a mistake. But her love and care for me are infinite, and her embrace always makes me feel warm. As long as she is by my side, I can overcome no matter how difficult it is.
I remember one time, it was already midnight, and I felt hot and cold in the middle of my sleep. I got up to pour water and saw that she was still busy doing housework. As I stumbled along, she hugged me and asked me what happened.
My hot hands must have frightened her. She quickly took my temperature and found that my temperature was as high as 39 degrees Celsius. Dad was awakened from his sleep.
I was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and *** was pricked with a needle.
In the next two days, I received meticulous care: my temperature was taken and a cold towel was applied to my forehead; I was given medicine and drank water.
When my illness was completely cured and I went to school happily, her eyes were bigger and a dark shadow was added around them.
Whenever I encounter difficulties in study, she will patiently teach me. Especially when encountering math problems, she would explain them over and over again when she saw my blank eyes. When the realization dawned on me, we would clap together in celebration. In this way, special assignments, handicrafts, etc., all quietly left some of her handwriting.
I will study hard and I know she has great expectations for me.
I will be like a jointed bamboo shoot - moving upward every day.
The person I admire most is my mother. I am a happy child. I am deeply cared for and taught by my mother. The ancients said: "Who said that the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three spring lights?" My mother is three spring lights, and I am the heart of an inch of grass. I want to be a good child. I think this is the best reward for my mother.
My grandma is 68 years old this year. She is not tall, with a thin face full of wrinkles, gray hair, and kind eyes with kind eyes.
Every weekend, we all came to my grandma’s house by chance. We were talking and laughing, so happy! Grandma always buys a lot of delicious dishes and cooks them for everyone to eat at night. Whenever grandma is asked to eat, she always says: "You eat first, and I will eat later." Grandma is such a person who always thinks of others.
Once, I came to my grandma’s house holding an umbrella. It was raining at that time and I was already hungry. Grandma said to me gently: "You are hungry, just wait, I will buy you instant noodles." Then she left. After a while, grandma came back. Her clothes were all soaked. Looking at the wet instant noodles (the bag in grandma's hand), I couldn't help but shed tears.
Grandma is like this: a good grandma who cares about me, and I love my grandma. 8. Write an essay about a person of about 100 words
The good teacher in my heart
Unknowingly, I have lived in this school for four years. During these four years, I met many teachers. Today, the busy figures of those teachers are still vivid in my mind.
The one who impressed me the most was Teacher Li in the third grade.
Teacher Li’s full name is “Li Jinrong”. With short and stiff hair, it looks like a little hedgehog from a distance. He has thick eyebrows and a pair of glasses standing in front of his big eyes, like a silly sentinel standing guard there. The high bridge of his nose is his resting place. Hey, that’s fun! There is a small mouth under the bridge of the nose. Don't underestimate this mouth! Interesting stories, hilarious jokes, and vivid texts... all "pop" out of this mouth! There is also a pair of sensitive ears on both sides of the face. He can hear students speaking in class no matter how quiet they are.
Teacher Li is very concerned about our health. One time, I had a severe stomachache, but I didn’t want to miss class, so I didn’t tell the teacher. But my good friend saw it and ran to tell the teacher. Teacher Li listened and rushed to me as fast as possible. After asking for the phone number, he called my mother and asked her to take me to the clinic for a checkup. He also personally sent me to the school gate and stayed with me until my mother came before returning to the classroom. I was so moved, with tears of gratitude in my eyes, that Teacher Li dropped a class of 51 people just for me.
Teacher Li is a very good teacher. He works conscientiously and meticulously; he cares about students, loves children, and still has a childlike innocence in his heart. He worked hard and gave everything he had to us.
"Come with a heart in your hand, don't take half a straw with you", isn't it just to praise these teachers who have worked hard for us?
I like Teacher Li and all the teachers in the world who dedicate themselves to us! 9. How to write a 100-word third grade essay about my classmate
My classmate
He is tall and very tall. The round oval face is embedded with a pair of big watery eyes, which is very lively. Under his eyes is his straight bridge of nose, which has been an "old neighbor" with his big, round, red mouth for ten years! He is a very caring classmate who likes to help others. He is my classmate Liu Zeyu.
One day in the self-study class, I accidentally made a mistake in my homework, so I looked for an eraser in the pencil case, but couldn't find it. Not even for a long time. Oh, why is nothing going on? I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot - running around in circles. At this time, I patted my head and remembered that I must have forgotten to put it in my schoolbag after finishing my homework yesterday. What can we do? This is just the first class! At this time, Liu Zeyu just finished handing in his homework and came over. Seeing me in such a hurry, he asked me with concern: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so anxious?" I replied helplessly: "I forgot to bring my eraser." Liu Zeyu continued: "Then You can use my eraser." He handed me a black eraser, and I was very grateful. After the first class, I walked over to thank Liu Zeyu: "Liu Zeyu, thank you." But he said: "It's okay, good friends, you don't have to be so polite. You can return this eraser to me after school today. I'm afraid there are classmates I didn’t bring any school tools, so I brought an extra eraser and a ruler every day.”
I didn’t know Liu Zeyu very well before, but after listening to his words, I realized that he is a helpful and helpful person. A good classmate. I am really happy to have such a good classmate.
Chapter 2: My Classmate
With shiny black hair, black pearl-like eyes, and a small cherry mouth that can make people smile, she is my classmate—— Wang Ziqi. Because she is so funny, we all call her the "Funny King".
I remember one spring outing, she and I were in the same group. When I felt bored, she suddenly said she wanted to skip rope. I was surprised and thought: This place is too small, how can I accommodate her skipping rope? Besides, she and I didn’t have any ropes with us. Just when I was thinking, don't tell me, she actually jumped up. I took a look, oh, it turned out to be a bare-handed jump! Just when she was dancing vigorously, there was a "bang" that startled me. I looked closely and saw that her snack bag had been trampled to pieces. It was a false alarm. I thought she had fallen. At this time, the sound of "beep - um -" rang again. I thought it was the ambulance coming. But when I took a closer look, it turned out that it was the "Funny King" who was pretending to cry, making us laugh and hurting us. I laughed so much that my stomach hurt.
If you think that she is just funny, then you are totally wrong. Not only is she funny, her quick thinking is also well-known in our class.
Once in class, the teacher asked us to continue editing the text. Because it was difficult, no one in the class raised their hands and they were all thinking. But she thought quickly and raised her hands "The bird is coming." The home of the little reindeer..." She made it quickly and wonderfully, and the teacher kept praising her.
I want to be a lifelong good friend with her and learn from her. 10. A 100-word composition to write a note
The Spring Festival is here, and everything is filled with a strong festive atmosphere. Adults and children put on new clothes, and every house posted Spring Festival couplets. Everyone's face was filled with happy smiles, and everyone liked to say hello no matter they knew each other.
On this happy day, everyone rushes to relatives’ homes to pay New Year greetings. Give gifts. congratulate. Our family is no exception. My parents and I went out early. We hurriedly went to the supermarket to buy new year's goods and buy enough snacks to satisfy the children there. We got into the taxi with our big and small bags, and the taxi was filled to the brim with the things we bought. Grandma goes to the vegetable market to pick out some dishes that both children and adults like to eat, and receives guests at home.
My parents and I went to a relative's house and knocked on the door gently twice. I was really looking forward to the person who opened the door. I think the first words everyone said after opening the door must be "Happy New Year and all the best!" I went in and said hello politely a few times. After saying New Year's greetings, I could only watch TV in boredom or chat with some relatives. The children at home went to buy some small firecrackers to play "pranks" while the adults either chatted or played cards when they arrived at relatives' houses, and had no time to care about us. We can then "do whatever we want".
After we had dinner at noon, the adults still only focused on playing cards, and we brothers could meet outside to play together.
Night falls slowly, and the stars gradually appear. We returned to our relatives’ houses early to prepare for the most important New Year’s Eve dinner. The adults were still playing cards, and they heard a few shouts: "Let's eat!" The adults heard this and hurriedly cleared the card table. After cleaning up, he said to us with a smile: "I haven't given you the New Year's money this year yet!" As he said this, he took out a big red note from his pocket and gave it to me. Let’s quickly say thank you! Although there was no expression on his face, he was happy in his heart. What could be happier than a family reunited in the same house?
The sky was completely dark. In the past, people might have rushed home. But today, not only did people not go home, but they all went to the bridge to buy firecrackers. As we walked, something was wrong with people. Where did the moon that usually loves to join in the fun go? It turns out that the moon is also busy going home to celebrate the New Year. Somehow this year, the bridge was guarded by police and people were not allowed to buy firecrackers. How can this work? How can we not buy firecrackers during the Chinese New Year? But don't be afraid, people also use their brains and walk when crossing the bridge. After buying firecrackers, they cross the bridge in a car. The police want to check the car, so we hide the firecrackers under the car seat, so they can't find it. My parents and I went to the edge of People's Square, because there were too many people setting off firecrackers there, so we didn't dare to get close at all. We watched the gorgeous fireworks and looked up from time to time. The sky was colorfully decorated with fireworks. It was so beautiful!
We bought 1,000 firecrackers, and then at half past eleven, we quickly returned home and waited for twelve o'clock to come.
"Bang..." The clock rang, and so did our hearts. Dad took the lighter and gently lit the fuse and ran back quickly. Our whole family wrinkled our ears and closed our eyes tightly at the door. This deafening sound still rang in our hearts. After we finished lighting, the neighbor’s house had also finished setting off the firecrackers unknowingly. We opened the door wider in order to let the smoke from the firecrackers fill the whole house and bring good luck to the whole family! Then, we turned on the TV and quietly waited for the Spring Festival Gala...