There are many flowers growing on my balcony, but my favorite is still the cactus.
The cactus is dressed in a green dress, covered with small thorns, as long as your finger gently touched, will be stuck on the small yellow thorns, and you screamed, the shape of the cactus is like a strange big hand, maybe this is the "cactus" the origin of the name it!
Two weeks in the summer vacation, our family to travel outside, I thought the cactus will die of thirst, but a home, so I was surprised, surprised that the pot of cactus is actually still so green, so spiritual. I asked my dad, "Why didn't the cactus die even though it wasn't watered for so long?" Dad told me, "It's because of the cactus's leaves." I was very puzzled. I was very puzzled: "Cactus has leaves?" Dad pointed to the cactus and said, "The little thorns of the cactus are the leaves because it lives in the tropics and these leaves are pointed and small enough to prevent the sun's exposure to reduce water evaporation. That's why it's so drought tolerant."
The cactus is not only drought-resistant, but also hardy in life. Even if his branch is broken, it does not affect its growth, if you stick its broken branch in the soil, soon, it can take root and sprout, wearing green clothes.
Dad also told me: "The stem of the cactus can play a cooling, swelling effect. Scrape the small thorns on the cactus peeled off the skin, the cactus mashed, placed in the red and swollen places, soon, the redness can disappear." It is so noble and great that it sacrifices itself so much and contributes to others!
I love the tenacious spirit of the cactus, and I love it even more for its willingness to devote itself.
2. good article beginning about 100 words1, life as poetry, poetry has all the love is difficult to exhaust; life as tea, tea full of love long; life as a song, the song to the depths of the love is difficult to stay; life as a wine, the wine will be drunk when the laughter of the full ...... - (Wuxi City) A wonderful scene") 2, life is the ocean of love, everyone is breathing love, feel the love. Life is like a piece of the night sky, in the wonderful moment of shooting stars, people feel the magnificent beauty; life is like a trickle of water, in the wonderful moment of piercing the stone, people feel the beauty of perseverance ...... But the most beautiful on earth, is love. -- (Wuxi City, "wonderful moment") 3, throw endless lovesickness blood tears throw red beans, open endless spring willow spring flowers full of paintings, sleep unstable screen window wind and rain after dusk, can not forget the new sadness and the old sadness, can not show the frown, endure the uncertainty of the more leakage, just like can not cover up the green mountains hidden, flow constantly green water is quiet... ... - (Fuyang City, "The Scene of Infatuation on the Heartstrings") 4. I love the "rapid turbulence, even arrows, fierce waves like running" kind of dancing strength, driving my youthful upward mind; I think of "small bridges and flowing rivers" the wanderer's heart. People" that wanderer's nostalgia, pulling my young thoughts, strumming my soul's homesickness;, I realize that "the sunrise river flowers red like fire, spring to the river green as blue" that silence, that peace and quiet, caressing the idea of my young arrogance, endowed with my calm thoughts. --Xiamen City, "Shore? The water is flowing? (Xiamen City) 1, life as a poem, poetry, poetry has all the love is difficult to exhaust; life as tea, tea full of love long; life as a song, song to the depths of love is difficult to stay; life as a wine, wine will be drunk when the laughter of the full ...... -- (Wuxi City) 2, life is the ocean of love, everyone breathes love, feel the love of the world, the love of the world. Everyone breathes and feels love. Life is like a piece of the night sky, in the wonderful moment of shooting stars, people feel the magnificent beauty; life is like a trickle of water, in the wonderful moment of piercing the stone, people feel the beauty of perseverance ...... But the most beautiful on earth, is love. -- (Wuxi City, "wonderful moment") 3, throw endless lovesickness blood tears throw red beans, open endless spring willow spring flowers full of paintings, sleep unstable screen window wind and rain after dusk, can not forget the new sadness and the old sadness, can not show the frown, endure the uncertainty of the more leakage, just like can not cover up the green mountains hidden, flow constantly green water is quiet... ... - (Fuyang City, "The Scene of Infatuation on the Heartstrings") 4. I love the "rapid turbulence, even arrows, fierce waves like running" kind of dancing strength, driving my youthful upward mind; I think of "small bridges and flowing rivers" the wanderer's heart. People" that wanderer's nostalgia, pulling my young thoughts, strumming my soul's homesickness;, I realize that "the sunrise river flowers red like fire, spring to the river green as blue" that silence, that peace and quiet, caressing the idea of my young arrogance, endowed with my calm thoughts. --The silence, the peace and harmony, caresses my young and arrogant ideas and gives me a calm thought. 1, life as a poem, poetry, poetry has all the love is difficult to exhaust; life as tea, tea full of love long; life as a song, song to the depths of the love is difficult to stay; life as wine, wine will be drunk when the laughter of the full ...... -- (Wuxi City, "a wonderful scene") 2, life is an ocean of love, everyone is breathing love, feel the love, and the love, and the love, and the love, and the love, and the love, and the love, and the love, and the love. Everyone breathes and feels love. Life is like a piece of the night sky, in the wonderful moment of the shooting star, people feel the magnificent beauty; life is like a trickle of water, in the wonderful moment of the stone, people feel the beauty of perseverance ...... But the most beautiful on earth, is love. -- (Wuxi City, "wonderful moment") 3, throw endless lovesickness blood tears throw red beans, open endless spring willow spring flowers full of paintings, sleep unstable screen window wind and rain after dusk, can not forget the new sadness and the old sadness, can not show the frown, endure the uncertainty of the more leakage, just like can not cover up the green mountains hidden, flow constantly green water is quiet... ... - (Fuyang City, "The Scene of Infatuation on the Heartstrings") 4. I love the "rapid turbulence, even arrows, fierce waves like running" kind of dancing strength, driving my youthful upward mind; I think of "small bridges and flowing rivers" the wanderer's heart. People" that wanderer's nostalgia, pulling my young thoughts, strumming my soul's homesickness;, I realize that "the sunrise river flowers red like fire, spring to the river green as blue" that silence, that peace and quiet, caressing the idea of my young arrogance, endowed with my calm thoughts. --Xiamen City, "Shore? The water is flowing? Running") 1. life as a poem, poetry has all the love is difficult to exhaust; life as tea, tea full of love long; life as a song, song to the depths of love is difficult to stay; life as a wine, wine will be drunk when the laughter ...... -- (Wuxi City, "a wonderful scene").
3. Writing Essay 100 WordsIn a quiet dawn, I went to the backyard alone to watch the sunrise.
The sunrise hadn't come yet, so I raised my head and looked up at the deep blue sky. I could only see some small stars sparsely distributed in the air. These stars twinkle, blinking sleepily, as if in a sigh, said to me: "Alas! Duty all day, sleepy me. The sun is a lazy guy, why do not you come ah!"
I gazed at the white sky in the east. The thick canopy seems to be which Hercules pulled open a crack, through a ray of bright light. Gradually, those little stars played hide-and-seek with me as if they were hiding. Nearby houses, trees ...... can also be seen vaguely clear.
Gradually, the eastern sky appeared a reddish. Gradually, that piece of red is more and more dense, and constantly expanding in all directions. After a while, the sun showed half of his face, like a shy little girl; slowly, like an old man with a burden,,, little by little to rise. After a while, it finally showed half of its face, like a naughty and mischievous child. All of a sudden, the sun broke through the clouds, hanging high in the blue sky; shot out ten thousand strands of golden light, like a string of gold necklaces, sprinkled all over the earth, kissing everything in the world. I can not help but cheer up.
At this time, the grass awakened, accompanied by a pleasant breeze, dancing beautifully; flowers opened their smiling faces, a fragrant gas, pouncing on the nose; people are not idle, put on their clothes, in the farmland to work diligently; schoolchildren put on their backpacks, walking in the forest paths, humming a little song, happy to go to school ... ......
The sun saw all this and stroked his beard with a satisfied smile on his face. And the stars? But they were snoring and sleeping at home.
Sun, you are the symbol of our great country. Every time I see you rising in the east, I can not help but think of the advance of our motherland. The motherland, I wish
I was stunned by the scene in front of me - into the eyes is not in the past that is not angry grass and trees withered scene, but instead of a picture of Mother Earth's winter snow ***, a silver gift. Countless snowflakes from the sky quietly, gently fluttering in the sky, really like a gentleman with elegant demeanor, such as a light butterfly, more like a piece of beautifully shaped pear.
The wind whipped through my face, and my heart withered like an autumn flower. The sky without clouds is blue, but people feel empty. In the past, the verdant grass is now beginning to yellow, and finally lost some vitality. Walking on the road, see everything around, quite a kind of bleak autumn bleak.
4. writing the scene of the article 100 wordsSee if there is a subject you want: snow Snow, in my childhood life is unusually deep memory.
Snow, like a small elf from the sky; snow, as if a small note in the sky jumping; snow, as if a fairy descended to earth. I love the white and flawless snow.
Whenever I see snow landing on earth as fast as a pixie, it is exceptionally exciting. When snow descends to earth, it embellishes the world so wonderfully.
In my memory, there is a big snow that makes me unforgettable. In the morning, I opened the window, wow, the snow turned the world into an ice-clear world, goose feather snow flying in the sky, fluttering down from the clouds.
I looked out the window, the snow on the ground is thick, the snow on the roof of the roof wrapped tightly, the branches of the trees, the leaves of the trees on the silver, after a while, the snow gradually stopped, the golden sun from the blue sky to reveal the smiling face, the white fog gradually dispersed, the silvery earth in the sun's light glittering, turned into a powdery world. I can not help but walk out of the door, the scene in front of me attracted me, the snow on the ground has a collection, like a piece of cream cake, there are scattered, like white flour.
I touched the snow, cold. I also saw that the path was snow-white, like a carpet; the car was full of snow; the snow covered the lovely green color of the grass; there was thin snow on the road; there was ice floating on the creek ...... The snow gave me a refreshing feeling, and I loved the white and flawless snow.
Starry sky I love the starry sky, and I love looking up at it even more. When the sun sets, the evening sun recedes, and night falls, the naughty little stars appear in front of everyone.
Some of them are in groups of three or five, twinkling and twinkling, as if gathered together to whisper. Some of them are alone, twinkling alone in the quiet of the night, enjoying themselves alone.
On a clear night, I was in the small yard, listening to the cicadas chirping in the trees, accompanied by a breeze in the heart is very comfortable. Looking up at the night sky full of stars, set in the canopy.
With them in the eyes, all the worries have ceased to exist, in the mind only happy. The face of the team in the sky, you will find yourself so small.
Compared to the universe, you are like a drop of water in the sea, a grain of sand in the desert. In this world, you are just a passer-by, passing by in the blink of an eye.
You are so ignorant, completely unable to understand the mystery of the universe, unable to understand the mystery of the universe. Yet, you are proud that you have begun to think, to explore.
Because you have been fortunate enough to have the wisdom and the right to think. Though the time we stay is limited, the sparks that come out of our thinking are infinite.
We are also a small galactic function in this world, is a star it will twinkle. Our whole life is busy, in order to be able to leave a ray of light in this long sky.
You try your best, dedicate your life's work, countless efforts, then open up the greatness of mankind, the achievement of human greatness. Looking up at the starry sky, countless stars twinkling, quiet, speechless.
The stars ride on our hope to shine, shine ...... countryside seasons The countryside is a beautiful painting of the landscape, let people linger. When I first came to the countryside, I felt the joy of living in the countryside.
After the cold winter, the spring girl quietly came to earth. She dyed the flowers in the countryside colorful, she painted the trees in the countryside green, and the green grass sneaked out of the land.
The rivers flowed joyfully and the birds danced happily. Hard-working farmers are earnestly plugging in the fields, and the spring in the countryside enchants me! In the hot summer, the fish swim in the river.
In the morning, the lotus flowers in the pond are covered with dew, and the frogs sing a happy song. At noon, *** the hot sun shines on the earth, and it is too hot for people to go out.
By evening, the white clouds in the sky were dyed red, and the beautiful colored clouds turned into the appearance of various animals. Country people's homes at this time also moved the table and chairs and food to the door, the sky high and wide to eat up.
The summer in the countryside makes me recall! Autumn is coming, the leaves are yellow, golden fields are blown by the wind, like students doing gymnastics on the playground, neat and orderly. Farmers have all gone to the fields to harvest.
The fruits were fresh! The rice fields were harvested, and then the farmers swooped in front of the door on the large lawn to dry the grain. Autumn in the countryside makes me happy! In winter, it is a white world.
The big trees put on white coats, and the white snow paved the paths into a white trail. The roofs of the houses are covered with snow, and some of them are frozen.
Children are piling up cute snowmen in the snow. This is the winter in the countryside, and it mesmerized me.
Look! This is the four seasons of the countryside. I love the countryside, and I love the picturesque countryside even more.
Seven Miles The stream is in a hurry to flow to the sea, but the waves are eager to return to the land in front of the hedge of green trees and white flowers, and waved goodbye so easily --- Ximurong In the summer evenings, the light breeze brushed by the distant faint shimmering light. This is another weekend, I do not love to study, bored to go to the sixth floor self-study, open the music, lying on the table, looking into the distance.
At this point, I feel so beautiful, as the body and mind immersed in the world of the spring breeze. The song I was listening to happened to be "Seven Miles", so I remembered the poem of Ximurong.
The seven miles, that is a season of ignorance, that is the simple white time. And now I have long passed that season, in another stage of the grass grows and flies madly.
Seven lilies is the stream, eager to run to the embrace of the sea; and I'm like that wave, there is a desire, desire to return to the earth.
A gentle wave, or omit the wave, the head did not return to run to the sea. There is no goodbye, there is no love, there is anticipation, there is a kind of desire, a kind of eagerness.
Just like that, I came to the present season, it is summer, a person can not hold down the heart *** and hot blood of the season. I once heard someone say that people between twenty and thirty, their blood is one degree Celsius higher than that of others.
Just like the summer, his temperature is higher than the other seasons, we are in the summer, the past spring, leaving just a faint memory and the flow of years. "That full of rice happy season", the fall is the harvest season, and summer brings the hope of harvest.
Full of rice ears, pressure bent waist, cracked mouth, hung with a sweet smile. The summer sun, reflecting a piece of green and yellow oil paintings.
Fluffed feathers of sparrows, with.
5. 100 words with titleNature
The temperamental Grandpa Winter is gone, he did not leave a trace of regret, but full of joy. The gentle and elegant Miss Spring came laughing all the way, she brought a magic pen, and came to the field with a brisk pace. She used the pen to gently point, grass, trees green, flowers bloomed on both sides of the river. Grass poked out the curious head and partners hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, together spread a green "carpet". It is soft to step on. Flowers compete, the faint fragrance attracted a group of small bees, bees "buzzing" called, hard work honey, dancing happily. The solid ice in the creek has turned into a slowly flowing river, they sing all the way to the ocean, running to the lake, did not leave the slightest sadness, but left a sweet joy. Because they know they will come back and meet again. Fish play freely in the water and play, and add a bright landscape to the spring.
The spring rain has left, leaving her night carefully moisturized everything, the air wafted the breath of fresh soil, a tall and beautiful willow tree also opened the eyes of the misty pavilion at the water's edge, combing their beautiful hair, the buds baby seems to be saying "Mom is beautiful! Mom is so beautiful!" The willow swayed in the breeze, as if dancing for the arrival of spring! Spring breeze again and again, the green leaves gradually full, watery, as the Tang Dynasty poet He Zhizhang "Wing Willow" in the poem if the summer is hot red, full of energy; autumn is golden, full of harvest; winter is snow white, full of challenges, then the spring is tender, full of hope.
"Shasha shasha ------" spring rain came, like flower needles, such as cow hair, like fine silk ------ spring rain such as the messenger of the spring girl, along with her to the earth. As the saying goes: "Spring rain is as expensive as oil", no wonder the flowers and grasses in the spring rain after the new buds with yellow leaves!
Look, the roadside flowers are open, some have all unfolded, as if to show people its beautiful waist; some only unfolded half, like a shy little girl; there are still budding flowers, as if to say: "good show is still in the beginning! ------"
Winter has disappeared, the north wind grandfather also blew exhausted, had to pack up the baggage inevitably "home" to rest, the stream above a layer of thin ice, pines, cypresses on the snow, have been ice melt, snow from the pines, cypresses down, accumulating a pile and a pile of snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow, the snow and the snow. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey. Adults and children put on new clothes, families put up spring couplets, everyone's face is full of joyful smiles, meet whether they know each other or not love to say hello.
In this happy day, everyone rushed to relatives to pay tribute to the New Year. Gifts. Congratulations. Our family is no exception. My mom and dad and I went out early, we were busy going to the supermarket to purchase New Year's goods, but also to buy enough snacks to satisfy the small children there. We got into the cab with our big bags and the car was filled to the brim with all the things we had bought. Grandma, on the other hand, went to the market to pick up some of the dishes that children and adults like to eat and receive guests at home.
My parents and I went to the relatives door open, gently knocked on the door 2 times, I was especially looking forward to open the door. I think the first thing everyone says when they open the door must be "Happy New Year, all the best!" I went in and politely said a few greetings, and after paying my respects, I could only watch TV in boredom, or buy some small firecrackers with some of my relatives' children to "play pranks", while the adults went to their relatives' homes to either chat or play cards, and had no time to care about us. The first time I saw this, I was able to get the ball rolling and I was able to get the ball rolling and I was able to get the ball rolling.
After we ate lunch, the adults were still focused on playing cards, so we were able to meet up and go outside to play.
As night fell, the stars gradually showed their faces. We went back to our relatives' house early to prepare the most important New Year's Eve dinner. The adults were still playing cards, only to hear a few yells, "Open dinner la!" When the adults heard this, they rushed to clean up the card table. When they were done, they said to us with a smile, "We haven't given you your New Year's money yet!" As he said this, he took out a big red ticket from his pocket and gave it to me. We hurriedly said thank you! Although there was no expression on our faces, we were happy in our hearts. What could be happier than a family reunion in the same house?
The sky is dark, if the past, people may be rushed home, but today, people not only do not go home, and everyone to the bridge side have to buy firecrackers. Walking, people are not right ah, usually love to get together where the moon went? Originally, the moon is also busy going home for the New Year. This year somehow, the bridge actually have police guards, do not allow people to buy firecrackers. How can this be? New Year's Eve do not buy firecrackers how to do? But don't be afraid, people also start the mind, walk across the bridge, and so buy firecrackers in the car across the bridge, the police want to check the car, we will hide the firecrackers in the car seat under the seat, they can't find it. My mom and dad and I went to the side 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 decorated with fireworks colorful and nice!
We bought 1,000 firecrackers, and then by eleven-thirty, quickly returned home and waited for twelve o'clock to come.
"Bang ......" the clock went off and so did our hearts. Dad took his lighter and gently lit the fuse and quickly ran back as we all cringed our ears and squeezed our eyes shut at the door as a family. The deafening ringing still resonated into our hearts. After we finished lighting it, the neighbor's house had also finished setting it off unknowingly, and we opened the door even 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 to come ......
7. Writing Composition 100 WordsIn political science class, my teacher suddenly asked me, "What is your ideal?" I was bewildered, and for a moment I didn't know how to answer the question.
I had my own ideals, it has to start from the hours. When I was a child, I didn't know anything.
My mom asked me, "What is your ideal?" I asked with wide-eyed curiosity, "What is the ideal ah?" Mom told me: "Ideal is what you want to do when you grow up. For example, to be an engineer who can draw designs, to be a worker who can produce parts, and to be a salesman who sells things. ....." I thought for a while and said: "I want to be a teacher, because teachers can already manage their own students."
My mom was stunned by my answer and told me, "Being a teacher is hard work." I said, "As long as I can be a teacher, being a teacher is the hardest, I am not afraid!" Time flies, a flash, I grew up two years old.
went to school, but my grandmother had a brain hemorrhage this disease, since then, my ideal became to be a doctor. Third grade, the teacher asked us to write their own ideals, I put pen to paper and wrote down their new ideals: in the future to become an honorable people's teachers.
I often dreamed of becoming a doctor and relieving patients of their pain. I'm not sure if you're a doctor, but I'm not sure if you're a doctor, and I'm not sure if you want to be.
You have to know a lot of knowledge before ....." But I stubbornly yelled: I want to be a doctor, I must be a doctor!" In the twinkling of an eye, I grew taller, grew up, and understood more. Into the middle school, I do not know how many times, the teacher talked about ideals, we have to correctly understand the ideals, fantasies, fantasies.
I don't know when, I read a passage of Bing Xin grandmother: "The flower of success, people often envy it now bright, but at first, its buds are soaked with tears of struggle, sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice?" Yes, the ideal is beautiful, but to realize it, but need to pay from now on the hard labor. Zhang Guanghou in order to realize their own ideals, with the spirit of "the stupid bird flies first", study hard, with double the time and double the energy to study mathematics, and finally became a famous young mathematicians.
This gave me a deep inspiration.
This was a profound revelation to me, and I don't know when I started to correct the mistakes in what my mom had originally told me about "what is the ideal".
I began to understand the significance of ideals and stopped treating them as child's play. The famous Russian writer Tolstoy said, "Ideal is the light that shows the way.
Without ideals, there is no firm direction; without direction, there is no life." I understand: ideals in a person's life, play a big role in promoting ah.
I began to think, began to solemnly consider their own ideals. I think: if I grow up, to become a painter and calligrapher, then, from now on, I have to practice painting and calligraphy every day, and in the future, I will be able to paint the beautiful motherland of the country, and then inscribe a beautiful word couplets; if I grow up to become an engineer, then, from now on, I have to concentrate on learning knowledge, and in the future, apply it to their own work; if I grow up to become a doctor, then, from now on, I have to know how to use my knowledge to make my own work; if I grow up to become a doctor, then, from now on, I have to know how to use my knowledge to make my own work. If I grow up to be a doctor, then, from now on, I have to know how to care for others, love and care for others, in the future to take up the doctor's vocation, to save lives and help the wounded; If I grow up ...... ho, I think: I should choose their own ideals that can be realized, the future for the community, for the motherland, for the people to benefit, and from now on, for the ideals of the struggle.
8. write a person's essay 100 wordsShe has a round face, a pair of thick eyebrows, a pair of big eyes, a head of black hair. She never scolds me or hits me in front of others. When I did something wrong, she only had to look at me, and when I saw her stern gaze, I knew I had made a mistake. But her love and care for me is unlimited, her embrace always makes me feel warm, as long as she is beside me, and then the biggest difficulties I can overcome.
I remember once, it was midnight, halfway to sleep, a burst of hot and cold. I got up to pour water to drink and saw that she was still busy doing housework. I stumbled along and she hugged me and asked me what had happened.
My burning hands must have scared her. She rushed to take my temperature and found that it was a whopping 39 degrees Celsius. Dad was roused from his sleep. I was rushed to the hospital for an emergency room visit, *** stabbed by a pinhole.
For the next two days, I was taken care of: my temperature was taken and a cold towel was placed on my forehead; I was given medicine and water.
By the time I was well enough to go to school happily, her eyes were bigger and a dark shadow had grown around them.
Whenever I encountered difficulties in my studies, she would patiently teach me. Especially when it comes to math problems, seeing my blank stare, she will explain over and over again. When it dawned on me, we would clap and celebrate together. In this way, thematic assignments, handiwork, etc., have quietly left some of her handwriting.
I will study hard, and I know she expects a lot from me.
I'll be like a bamboo shoot - I'll be up every day.
The person I admire most is my mom. I am a happy child, I am y mom selfless care and follow the teachings. As the old saying goes: "Who said inches of grass heart, reward three spring sunshine", mom is three spring sunshine, I am inches of grass heart. I want to be a good boy, I think this is the best return to mom.
My grandma is 68 years old this year, (her) is not tall, thin face full of wrinkles, a head of gray hair, kind eyes flow out of the kind of gaze.
Every weekend, we come to my grandma's house by coincidence, and we talk and laugh and have a good time! Grandma buys a lot of delicious dishes every time and cooks them for everyone in the evening. Whenever grandma is asked to eat, she always says, "You guys eat first, I'll eat later." Grandma is such (a) person who always thinks of others.
Once I came to my grandma's house with an umbrella. It was raining at that time, and my stomach had been hungry for a long time. My grandma said to me gently, "Hungry, wait, I'll go and buy instant noodles for you." Then she left. Not long after, grandma came back, her clothes are all wet, looking at (grandma's hand that packet of) a corner of the instant noodles are not wet, I can not help but shed tears.
Grandma is like this: a good grandma who cares about me, I love my grandma.
9. 求作文100字的Chen Ming and I are good friends. One morning between classes, we took out the small wooden boat we made in the craft group to play, Chen Ming accidentally dropped it on the ground. In the argument, Chen Ming stepped on it, I was very angry, a grabbed his small wooden boat, hard on the ground, viciously stepped on a few feet, and not relieved to put it to the corner. "I want your wooden boat to bury mine!" Said, I did not look back and rushed out of the classroom.
At noon, he took the initiative to greet me, as if he had something to say to me, just to open his mouth, I deliberately ran far away, looking at the way he froze there, my heart sweet, as if I ate honey, and thought to myself, this is what the crime deserves! In the afternoon during physical education class, the teacher said Chen Ming was not feeling well and would not come to class. I thought to myself: hard to bear, this is what happens when you break my little wooden boat! No good, I forgot my water cup, I have to go up and get it. I took three steps and rushed upstairs quickly, Chen Ming is not uncomfortable? Why is he fiddling with something with his head down for a while and looking around with his head up for a while? As soon as he saw me coming, why did he panic and lie down on the table? Huh! There seems to be a bottle of glue showing next to his arm, what's going on? Look at him, he's more energetic than I am. That's right! He must be pretending to be sick. He's putting together a model! I'm so excited like I've got him, right! Sue the teacher. Hmph, the teacher first find him to talk to, and then ask his parents, Chen Ming home and then take a beating, watching him walk into the teacher's office, I was laughing out loud, finally avenge my little wooden boat, I relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.
After class Chen Ming took the initiative to find me, he looked pleasant, not even a trace of resentment on his face, his hands discreetly holding the wooden boat full of glue, handed it to me. "Here, fixed - can our friendship be rebuilt too?" I froze, ashamed, and took the wooden boat, my heart feeling like an overflowing bottle of flavors, unable to say what I felt. How could I do that just now, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have ...... You not only repaired the wooden boat, but also our friendship, which is stronger than ever."
We put the wooden boat in the water, and it floated full of our friendship in the never-ending river ......