The Master of Ease of Learning, today it rained, when I took down the rain shield from the weighing, a person behind me put the goods to the top, his forehead was poked, where is the problem, thank yo

The Master of Ease of Learning, today it rained, when I took down the rain shield from the weighing, a person behind me put the goods to the top, his forehead was poked, where is the problem, thank you! In daily life or work and study, we will inevitably come into contact with the composition, right, through the composition can be those scattered thoughts, gathered in one piece. Do you know how to write a standardized essay? The following is an elementary school essay on a person I like that I have compiled for you, just for reference, I hope it can help you. My favorite person elementary school essay 1 My favorite person is my grandmother who is helpful and loves me very much. (Open the door and point out the object of narration.) Grandma often helps her neighbors and also cleans the whole hallway from time to time (This sentence has no corresponding content in the article, it is better to fill in, so that the content of the article is full, and better highlight the quality of grandma.) . Once, there was a quarrel with a neighbor who was usually very close to my family. Grandma rushed to the neighbor's home to reconcile, said to the neighbor's children: "Your mother at least also raised you for more than ten years, your food and drink are all provided by her, you have to think about whether she is wrong, and even if she is wrong, you have to think about their own fault or not, you do not want to fight with your mother." Said turned to his mother and said, "You just this one child, you should treat him as a piece of treasure, because he is now the time to grow knowledge, and besides, he is still small, some of the truth is not yet understand. "After that, they turned enemies into friends, and the grandmother went home happily. (This paragraph writes that grandma helped her neighbor to resolve the conflict. But the writing is not specific enough.) Another time, because I forgot to do one of my assignments, my mother knew about it, so she picked up the broom and beat me and scolded me (改成 "边打边骂"). I didn't give in, and my mom accelerated the frequency of the broom. At this time, my grandmother came out to protect me from my mother, but she was accidentally knocked to the ground by my mother. But still (add the words "calmly".) She said, "It's useless even if you hit him. At his age, he has a strong rebellious mind, and the effect you get from hitting him is often counterproductive. Grandma likes to help other people's advantages (changed to "helpful quality"), in the community is not rare, I hope that grandma's this spirit can be carried forward in society. My favorite person elementary school essay 2 My favorite favorite person is my grandmother, she has a short stature, and a head of white hair, gorgeous eyes, high nose is a "can talk" mouth, because of the grandmother's skin is not good, so the face is always red, can be compared to the monkey's butt. Today, I will focus on that "articulate" mouth! Grandma is a woolen mill workers, now retired, all day at home with nothing to do, which is also the grandmother love nagging foundation, because only the first this nagging well. One day, the teacher went home from school when the homework assignments are very little, home from school quickly finished homework, out to watch TV, not yet on the grandmother ran over: "Still watching TV ah? Homework done do not need to review ah, you are now in fifth grade! Why are you still watching TV? What if you don't get into a major middle school? What if you don't get into college?" I had already plugged my ears, and when Grandma finished, I took out the cotton in my ears and cursed, "Nosy old woman!" Grandma heard, and began to "talk": "I'm helping you, if not for me, your grades would have fallen, and you still think I'm too much, or you'll have to do it yourself! I don't care about you!" I had no choice but to slink in. After about an hour, I came out to watch TV again, and when my grandmother saw me, she started to nag me again, "You've finished studying! Even if you're done studying, you still have to read for a while! Which of the college students nowadays don't read books or watch TV? You'll grow up to be a TV addict." I had no choice but to go in with my head hanging down. See, isn't my grandma a good talker? But I like it, because it's the only way to keep my grades from going down the drain. My favorite thing about my grandma is that I love her nagging. My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 3 Silence has never been a characteristic of a girl who loves to talk, but slowly you will realize that everything is in a word. A beautiful night, bright moonlight and brilliant street lamps reflecting, shining on the silent road, only to make me find her beauty． Black skin is her hard, white teeth is her simplicity, red lips is her lovely, black hair is her simple beauty, her young heart is so pure. She has changed a lot． Once was a girl who did not love to write essays, because she said writing essays is very boring, especially the classroom essay, the teacher set up the theme always do not like. But I slowly found that she didn't ask for her life to writing in these days and brought basic books about writing．Maybe God brainwashed her or because ...... she didn't sigh for writing but buried her head in the sand． Since then, every time she wrote an essay she got an excellent grade, and the knowledge in her head was like scooping up water, constantly increasing． It was her words that shocked my mind [Essay is the goddess of joy, the more you like her, the more you will be happy． It turns out that she does not want to be a lonely bird, it turns out that she does not want to dance a lonely ballet, it turns out that writing can change a person． I used to be a girl who didn't love to write, even if most of the girls think that exercise is very tiring． But my heart felt, slowly moving towards the movement is her. In gym class, did not see her and those delicate girls together, but to see her running on the track. She's the one who's always been there for me. Her this move let me surprised [delicate princess into a tomboy] before, complaining about the first person on the physical education class is her; examination of physical education of the penultimate first place is her ...... But today, the sun hit the west side out of it. I was shocked at my words [I can't live without sports in my life. It turns out that she does not want to leave regrets in sports． You see, the girl who is now shining on the basketball court is her. It's all in the words. Even a thousand words are better than a single word between two good friends. Words are often like butterflies, but the words you say to me will never be the butterflies that hover and fly. The magnificent Trojan horse will stop spinning one day, but your words are never extinguished. My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 4 My Favorite Person Essay 400 Words (1) Since I was a child, I have experienced wind and rain, and every thing is like a chain of pearls, both stringing you and stringing me. One of the things that made me like Blu. Blu and I were the best classmates in the class, we were inseparable every day. I remember that time, I want a model airplane, blue that pair of "wind ear" know, do not mind promising to send me a model airplane three days later. Blue panting back home, and non-stop busy looking for aircraft materials, he was busy. One after another, he found out the airplane materials, after Blu's careful examination, found that the propeller is missing, he called his father to send back the propeller, soon, the postman uncle quickly sent the materials back. After finding all the materials, Blu was ready to start, but where should he start? In this regard, he wondered, smart, he thought of letting the computer uncle to teach him, after a few hours of computer uncle's explanation, he began to start he did not understand that omnipotent, omniscient computer to ask for advice, after a hard "battle", finally completed this "happy number After a hard "battle", he finally finished the "Happy". But how it can not fly up, "ah! What a bummer. Luckily, his mom is a knowledgeable person and helps Blu to solve this big problem. Then he went to the store to look for batteries and chargers for his airplane, and there were none anywhere. Maybe God was touched by his perseverance, and finally Blu got what he needed. Finally, he gave me this "Happy" airplane. Blu is a helpful and persistent boy, he deserves to be the class president of our class, Blu's spirit is worth learning. My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 5 My favorite person is our class teacher Miss Zeng. She has a pair of black and big eyes, an articulate mouth, and always wears a head of dark hair. Ms. Zeng's lectures are very vivid. Every time she taught, I felt as if I was taken into the world of books by her. I remember when Mr. Zeng first taught our class, I was too timid to answer questions. Once in class, Mr. Zeng asked a question, and the students all rushed to answer it, so I also got up the courage to raise my hand, at which time Mr. Zeng's eyes turned to me, and in an instant, my heart beat very fast. Ms. Zeng called me to answer the question in a gentle tone, I stood up, the eyes of the classmates brushed on me, I was so flustered, I stammered in my answer, my face suddenly red as an apple, I sneak a glance at Ms. Zeng Bean, and found that her eyes were looking at me, not a little bit of authority, as if to say: don't be nervous, speak slowly. At once, my nervousness calmed down a lot, I gathered courage, fluently answered Ms. Zeng's question, the classroom immediately resounded with applause, Ms. Zeng also smiled with satisfaction. Mr. Zeng has gentle moments and stern moments. One time, our class did a terrible job on our homework, and Mr. Zeng changed our homework until he got angry. As soon as school was over, Mr. Zeng brought the homework to the podium and criticized us severely, but from Mr. Zeng's stern gaze, I knew that Mr. Zeng was concerned about our learning before criticizing us, and if Mr. Zeng didn't care about us, he wouldn't even pay attention to us, not to mention criticizing us. I like Mr. Zeng because of his kind gaze in class, his strictness in assessing homework, and his concern for our learning. All these characteristics are the reasons why I like Mr. Zeng, so Mr. Zeng is indeed a person I like. My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 6 If you ask me who is my favorite person in this world. I will tell you without hesitation that she is my sister--Xu Zihan. She is fourteen this year, has a melon face, a pair of gleaming eyes under her curved eyebrows, and a head of black, shiny hair. She often puts her hair up so that it looks like she is more spirited. The reason why I like my sister is not only because I like her handsome appearance, but there are other reasons as well. One day during the summer vacation, my brother was playing with a mosquito coil, I went up to stop him, but my brother became angry, he copied a box of watercolor pencils and threw them at me, but fortunately I dodged in time and did not "hit" me. When he saw that he hadn't hit me, his eyes widened and he opened the cap of the watercolor pencils and "shot" them at me one by one. Several of them hit me in the face. I cried at once, my brother saw the situation is not good thirty-six plans to go for the best, a smoke ran away. I saw him run away crying more sad, my sister came forward to persuade me: "to be strong, crying is useless, come on, my sister to wipe your tears, I will take you to play for a while, we do not take little brother." In my sister's comfort, not long after I was happy. There is another thing, this year, as soon as the summer vacation, my mother had to enroll me in a Latin dance class, but I am not willing to go to practice every day. Mom also take me no way, then my sister said to me: "Do not let down a piece of good intentions of the mother, do anything to be persistent, must insist on doing it well, I go with you every day." With my sister's company I gradually like to dance. I like my sister, it is she pampered me, take care of me; it is she let me know to be strong, do things to be persistent. My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 7 Each of us will have our favorite person. One of my favorite people is my brother, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a little round face that is appealing to the eyes. I remember one time, our family was watching Journey to the West, watching, the Monkey King stood on the somersault cloud shining. My brother was very puzzled and asked me, "Brother, do you think the Monkey King is handsome?" I said, "Do you think it's handsome?" My brother then said, "Of course I think it's handsome." Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, I said, "I also think the Monkey King is especially handsome." After that he left, and none of us knew what he had gone to do, so I asked suspiciously, "Brother, where did you go." He didn't answer me. After a while, the Monkey King made his appearance with the Golden Cudgel in his hand, and we were amazed because he was sitting on his somersault cloud and waving the Golden Cudgel. "We all laughed. Another time mom was washing clothes, I was washing dishes, and my brother? I said to him, "Sweep the floor!" He didn't even look back. He didn't even look back, he refused to answer me very decisively, I was very angry, but I couldn't do anything about it. Next tried many times he did not sweep, then I had to use the "killer". I moved the cupboard took out a few pieces of white rabbit candy, he saw the sugar, eyes flashing light, he immediately picked up the broom there perfunctorily in the sweeping. In no time, it was finished. When I looked at it, I was really shocked. Not only did he not sweep it clean, but he also made it more dirty and messy. I was very angry. Was he not helping? My brother said, "I've finished sweeping, hurry up and give me the candy." I said, "I'm not going to give you the candy if you don't sweep at all." As soon as he heard that there was no candy, he began to bawl, and when he did so, it was a shock! I had to give it to him stiffly. After I gave it to him, I picked up the broom and started sweeping again until it was clean. This is my brother, a naughty and lively child, I like him very, very much. One of My Favorite People Primary School Essay 8 My favorite person is my mother. It is my mom who accompanies me every day. Because my dad works in the army and is always away from home, the heavy responsibility of taking care of me falls on my mom alone. My mom wanted me to master more skills, so she enrolled me in English, basketball, electronic piano, painting and OU training courses, which almost made me "exhausted" every weekend, but of course I knew she wanted me to master more skills so that I could adapt to study and work in the future (even though there were some things I didn't want to learn). Mom is a multi-talented person, not only can sing folk songs, but also sing opera, Huangmei opera, students won the Heilongjiang Province, "Top Ten Campus Star" title, on the Internet was named "Five Golden Flowers". She often participates in various cultural performances in the city, and is the backbone of our school's literary and artistic program. She has a wide range of hobbies, and has recently begun to learn to recite, poems and couplets, as well as learning to sing other types of theater! In school, she is a good teacher, teaching music, science, and life education classes, and has won awards at the provincial, municipal and district levels! I am a loyal fan of my mom. Mom has spent a lot of effort on me, her work is very busy, both to take me to school and home, for me to cook and do laundry, but also for me to tutor the various homework, sometimes, she was angry will hit me, scold me, and even "all over the body", but I know, this is all love me. Sometimes, she is happy will also kiss me, take me to KFC, which is also love me, no. But the latter is more gentle the former is more. But the latter is more gentle the former more "violent", I like a gentle mom gave me life, let me know the world, but also let me know the respect for others. My mom is a good teacher, but also a good mother, I love my mom! My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 9 Who is my favorite person? Oh, yes, that's her! She's a real favorite of mine: a student's head, a pair of small glasses over a pair of ever-curious eyes, always with an indigo smile, and walking like a "white rabbit" with a bounce in her step. "Books are the source of life" really speaks to her heart. A long desired good book to hand, she does not care what the darkness of the sky, what the time and place, all thrown into the clouds. After school to see, eat to see, sleep to hide in the quilt to see, and even go to the toilet or take to see. Until the end of the reading is considered to have a small conclusion. This is not, the bridge of the nose early set up "binoculars" is the hard labor pay. She will never read books that are not conducive to physical and mental health, but she likes those famous works, such as the Analects of Confucius, Love Education, Dream of the Red Chamber, and Gao Lao Tou. She firmly believes that Albert Einstein's scientific summary of the secret of success: w = x + y + z, that is: success = hard work + the right way + less empty words. She believes that among these three conditions, hard labor, or "diligence", is the first and foremost. Her face is a table of shade, joy, anger and sadness at a glance. If her face is bright and sunny, she must have met something happy; if her face is covered with dark clouds, she must have met something unhappy. When she does something wrong, she lowers her eyes and shows remorse; when she has a problem, she looks at her father and shows her thirst and assistance. She loves chocolate, Want Want cookies, ice cream, and she refuses all of them, but she is hesitant to eat normal meals. She was a warm and sincere person, and her classmates were always willing to ask her for help. One of the most pleasing things about her is that she has good self-restraint and never indulges herself. Once in the bookstore saw a set of beautifully decorated, the content of the deep literary masterpieces, worth several hundred dollars mother said too expensive, she did not argue, calmly followed her mother back. Usually she spends pocket money is very measured, never waste. Speaking of which you may have liked her! To tell you the truth, she is me. One of My Favorite People Primary School Essay 10 One of my favorite people is my fourth grade language teacher--class teacher Mrs. Tang. She has long, black, shiny hair like the Huangguoshu Waterfall, a pair of kind, childlike and cool sapphire eyes, and a beautiful mouth that can talk a lot! Because Ms. Tang joined the work when she was young, educated generation after generation of students, brewed again and again the fragrance of peaches and plums, so she is comfortable in the class, very smooth and natural. Although she sometimes explained extracurricular knowledge through classroom knowledge, she never strayed from the topic. Once, she read us an article about the difference between Mandarin and local dialects. Then, a vivid and interesting story was told: "Once upon a time, there was an uneducated man who didn't even know the word 'Da'. One day, he was passing by a street when he suddenly had a stomach ache, so he went to look for a toilet and ended up walking around the street several times without finding one. He called out to a man and wanted to ask him 'where is the toilet', but didn't know how to say it, so he had to slap his butt at him. The man didn't know how to answer him either, so he shook his head. After tossing and turning like that for a long time, the man couldn't hold it in any longer and had to 'take a dump'." Hearing this, we all laughed. The teacher added, "This is called 'not knowing what you're talking about'." I still remember this funny story with great fondness. Mr. Tang was not only lively in class, but also very tolerant. I remember that time when I accidentally pushed someone into a mud puddle. After class, I told her the whole story. I didn't expect Ms. Tang not only didn't scold me, but also praised, "Knowing your mistakes and being able to change them is a good boy." I asked what if it was her, I would have thought that Ms. Tang would have punished me, but she said calmly, "How can you think like that, knowing your mistakes and being able to change them is a good boy, and teachers love you the most." Hearing these words, my tears immediately flowed out of my eyes, clear and sweet like continuous spring water. At that moment I wanted to say most of all, "Teacher, I love you! You are my favorite person!" My Favorite Person Primary School Composition 11 There is a teacher who is different, sometimes cute, sometimes gentle, and sometimes a little serious. She is my piano teacher--Mrs. Wang! Before, Mrs. Pao was very strict, but she was very gentle. I was very nervous about the piano exam, even though I had practiced for a long time, I still couldn't practice at all, Ms. Pao didn't let me rest at all, and I cried several times. However, it seemed that Mr. Pao was about to leave. I thought to myself: Will the new teacher be mean? The new teacher, Ms. Wang, was especially pretty and lovely, with long silky hair like water, gentle eyes and a tiny mouth. I'm very dark, and it even looks like her skin is as white as snow. She often dresses up beautifully, her outfits change styles often, and every time she comes to class she looks like she has a calm demeanor. She just looked different. When I was practicing the piano, I was a little tired of playing and stopped. Ms. Wang asked, "Are you tired?" I nodded my head, thinking that the lovely little Ms. Wang took pity on me and gave me permission to rest. I didn't expect her to take out a jelly and say, "Play for another ten minutes and I'll give you a treat." My eyes were glued to the jelly, no teacher had ever given me a snack before! I was so energized by this reward that I started practicing the piano in high spirits, playing three or four times in a row without getting tired. She finally gave me the jelly, and I couldn't wait to eat it. Of course, the cute little Ms. Wang would be angry too. It's just a few days before the piano exam, and I still haven't memorized any of the tunes. I was anxious, but the more anxious I got, the more I got sick of it, and I kept taking a break from playing. She got a little angry and said, "It's only a few days before the exam and you still haven't memorized it, you'll fail the exam!" This time Ms. Wang's volume was much higher than usual, and she frowned. I was a bit shocked by her first anger and started practicing piano right away. Although Mrs. Wang also gets angry, she's usually a lot more gentle, and anyone would hate to be angry, and I prefer a gentle teacher. As it turns out, teachers and classmates aren't only able to teach one another, as long as the teacher is still full of children's hearts and the classmates are willing to understand the teacher, they can also become friends. One of my favorite people elementary school essay 12 I have many favorite people, such as my mother, father, brother ...... Among them, my favorite person is my brother, Dongdong. There are many advantages in him, among which my favorite advantage is being helpful! Once, he and I went to play with their classmates. Since we often met in the square, they were no strangers to me. We played a little hide-and-seek first. Dongdong and I and some others hid, and their class president came to look for them, so the few of us who hid were divided into two small groups. Some people hid on the first floor and some on the second. This way, it was possible to avoid everyone being found at once. Because the space on the first floor was smaller, and most of the place was an office, so the people on the first floor were quickly found, and when we heard footsteps coming from the stairway, we were on edge. We didn't even dare to come out in anger for fear of being found. However, the class president, true to his word, used a ruse with regard to us. He pretended to surrender, but his purpose was to lure us out. He successively lured out me, and other little friends. Currently, only Tong Tong has not been found yet. Their class president pretended to fall down again and acted as if he was in pain, using this method to lure out the helpful Tong Tong. Seeing that the class president had fallen, Dondo didn't hesitate for a second and immediately ran to his side, trying to help him up. It was because of this that Dondo also lost the game. However, he was still my favorite person. He had a smile on his face even though he lost the game in order to help the class president up. That's his best virtue. It's this little thing that showed me that I have a good brother. This is my favorite person DongDong, although his study is not considered a top grade. However, it has a helpful heart. He is my favorite person, Dongdong. My Favorite Person Primary School Essay 13 I have grown from one year old to twelve years old, and I am most grateful to my mother. October pregnancy, the grace of nurturing, and unfailing care ------ which all make me can't help but have a heartfelt liking for my mom. Mom has a head of long flowing hair, gorgeous eyes, small delicate mouth. In my eyes, she is the most beautiful mom. That time, I had a fever and felt restless and dizzy. Although my mother was very tired, she dragged her tired body to take me to the infirmary. I lay down on the bed and the doctor put me in a bottle. My mom was anxious and paced around the bed with heavy steps. After hanging the bottle, my mom walked over to the hospital bed and gently asked me, "If you need anything, just tell mom." I nodded and weakly replied, "I want a bagel." Mom ran out the door and sped away on her electric bike. In a short while, Mom returned. With apologies, Mom said, "They were out of bagels, so Mom brought you meat loaf." I was so disappointed that I had tears in my eyes. Mom left again and rushed back a half hour later. Mom walked up with a bag of bagels and I was so happy I brought them and gobbled them up. Mom laughed so hard that a happy flower bloomed on her face. She sat down on a chair and happily watched me eat. Later I heard, mom in the bakery one by one to find, but also specially pick my favorite strawberry flavor. I was in tears when I found out and asked my mom why she did that. Mom's answer was short but great: "Because you are my daughter." Another time, I was doing my homework. There is a thinking question, racked my brain froze can not figure out how to do. Mom told me, listened once, but I could not understand. So mom patiently explained in detail a dozen times, I could not easily understand, mom even praised me for being smart. Mom's nurturing, caring and comforting, attentive care, silent ------ nothing but let me have a favorite feeling for my mother. I will always like my mom!