Little Zhen with Long Hair Imitation Essay 4oo Words

1. Essay Little Zhen with Long Hair

Childhood life is colorful, with joys and troubles. My long hair brought me some troubles.

My long hair even tired of classmates. Once after class, just after the exam, the classroom is a little quiet, I want to turn back and behind Zhang Yijie talk, who knows just a turn back, the big braid is a deep slap in the face of the table Lu Chen, the pain of his "wow, wow" screaming. The classroom immediately a burst of laughter.

Long hair also harmed my own. Another time, I went to class, the teacher said to me: "hair can not be good, will affect the study." So I went home and told my mom. The next day, I got up and brushed my teeth, washed my face, ate breakfast, put on my backpack and was about to leave, when my mom pulled me back and said, "Hair hasn't been combed or tied up yet?" I can only let my mom comb and tie my hair. To the school I was late, so that the class deducted a point.

Another time, the weather is particularly hot, there are many assignments, I want to do homework as soon as I get home, but my mother must let me wash my hair, I was helpless, can only wash, wash while thinking: "long hair is really annoying, if it is short hair, that would be so good!"

Although long hair has brought me this trouble, but when I think of the other girls on my long hair a burst of praise, I thought: with my head of black shiny hair, these troubles are nothing!

2. He (she) is awesome essay 4oo words

"Twinkle, twinkle, bright, full of little stars ......" Yes! The top students in our class are like little stars in the sky, but there is a little girl among them who shines the brightest.

She is awesome! She is a lively and lovely little girl. She is wearing a Tang suit is very beautiful, lovely; and she has a head of no pull, but straight black hair, hair also don't have a fine hair clip, can be beautiful; white clean apple face embedded with a pair of small but bright eyes; a cherry mouth to support her more beautiful. She can draw, dance, sing ...... Hi, to know her advantages can not be told.

She is great! She is the teacher's right-hand man. In language class, she always listens attentively to the teacher and speaks positively; in art class, her drawing is always so good, drawing as if it were real, and she is so serious when drawing; in math class, she seriously follows the teacher's requirements; in English class, she seriously puts what the teacher has said in the review book ... ...Her teacher often asks her to help the class, and she doesn't hesitate and acts immediately; she is like a doctor who often unravels a difficult problem for her classmates. Therefore, the teacher often chose her to participate in the competition, she always won; in the class honor roll, she got the star is also several times more than others.

She's great! She is also a good kid. Because at home she always takes the lead in doing the housework. She can also cook, wash clothes, sewing, embroidery ......

Do you know? Actually that one is my classmate - Chen Sijia.

Essay 2, which is written grandmother's oh

Today, the sun shines brightly, the spring breeze, it is a good day to fly a kite. I took my new kite - "smiley face" and went straight to the center square with my grandmother.

The center square is so big that it can be bigger than 2 soccer fields. It's surrounded by concrete, and in the center is a marble paved playing field. In order to make the square three-dimensional, in some parts of the square are also equipped with large and small flower beds of different shapes and green lawn. On both sides of the sports field and set up for visitors to rest stone benches and stone chairs.

Today's square is particularly lively, there are walking, chatting, flying as skating, there are chasing each other to play, but most of them are earlier than me and kite flying; no wonder I saw a lot of kites fluttering over the square from afar! Oh, there are goldfish, eagles, airplanes, butterflies, dragonflies ...... they are brightly colored, floating around, the sky into a beautiful picture.

I chose a place, told my grandmother to face the wind to raise my "smiley face"; I, facing the wind all the way to run, while running also put the line. My "smiley face" flew up, and it flew higher and higher, higher and higher; gradually, gradually, it seemed to surpass all the kites in the square. My "smiley face" waved and waved and waved, and with that proud energy, it became the king of kites. It floated leisurely in the air, seemed to greet the sun, as if shaking hands with the white clouds, and the people in the square all followed the line with envious eyes to see me, saying, "What a high kite! It's a great kite!"

As I was gloating, one of my skating friends suddenly came streaking across the room and said, "Oh, yeah!" Before I knew what was going on, I was knocked to the ground; the coil of the kite I was holding in my hand flew out with a snap. I couldn't care less about the pain, so I did a carp flip and ran forward to retrieve the coil. However, my "smiley face" had already fallen down from the air with a crooked somersault, and landed on the grass and embedded in the flowers with a "ching". I think my "smiley face" must become "cry face", and angry and anxious, just want to find just bumped into my that daredevil to settle the score.

Just see that the impudent ghost, not much longer than me, with me about the same age, at most 12 years old or so. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was a little more than a year ago. He was already in the mud, grimacing, bleeding, and clearly in pain.

My grandmother is really kind and surprising, she actually did not come to help me to help him, help him to the stone chair, let him sit down, give him wipe blood, give him dust clothes, and asked him "pain", asked him "will not go". But he sat down on the stone chair and took off his skates, with his face hanging down, wanting to cry; but finally he did not cry out. He sat for a while, then stood up again, and limped away with the skates he had just taken off. Seeing this pitiful look on his face, I had no choice but to resign myself to my bad luck and misfortune, and had no courage to go back to my teacher. But by this time my kite-flying mood was almost gone. Grandma saw my mood, came over, touched my head, and said with a smile, "Mode 鲺 uranium emblem cut stand? Also ill file mold shang Yi theft toms shoes outlet? The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the skin and the texture of the skin!

I looked up at my grandmother and saw a kind smile on her face; a smile that was still full of inspiration.

I think the grandmother did the right thing, think well, I turned the "smiley face", gave the grandmother to hold, and gently said to the "smiley face", "good friend, grandma is good. Let's do it again, come on!"

"Smiley" seems to understand my words, in the hands of the grandmother to meet the spring wind "soughing" a sound, swinging the ribbon, the grandmother seems to know and understand what, her old man actually will be "smiley! "high up, I then once again ran, "smiley" once again flew up to the blue sky ......

3. imitation of the sixth grade next book, lesson 19 imitation writing flower essay (4OO words)

In the spring, really A hundred flowers bloom.

I like the pear blossoms in January and the spring in February, but I prefer the peach blossoms in March, and how beautiful they are in March! In spring, the peach blossoms in my hometown are the most beautiful. Grandma planted the peach blossom in the garden, how beautiful that is indescribable.

That is the vast beauty; that is the unknown beauty. Just after a spring rain, the peach blossom bloomed, and the petals were all over the ground.

Into the peach blossom garden, where exudes the smell of earth, how long have not breathed such fresh air, and the city streets where compared to the grandmother's peach blossom garden is like a fairyland in general, it will make you mesmerized and addicted to it. Peach blossom has 5 petals, it is how how pink, the petals in the middle of some light, outside the deeper, with a shallow to deep layers, is how beautiful.

Not only do people like peach blossom today, the ancients also like peach blossom how many ancient poems are written in peach blossom, how many paintings have peach blossom. The peach blossom ah peach blossom, you are how loved? Look at the garden there are a few budding, they are pink, more like a little girl shy do not want to see people, but most of them are open, they open very colorful, and as if to see the guests to open to show their own beautiful place.

Another breeze blew a peach blossom floated down, the ground is so big, it fell on my hand, look carefully, you will inevitably find that it is different: it is more beautiful; it is more colorful; it is better to see; it is more fragrant. A small peach blossom, let me indulge in it, is this a kind of destiny between me and peach blossom? Peach blossom ah peach blossom ...... peach blossom in the spring is the most beautiful; peach blossom in the spring is the most fragrant; peach blossom in the spring is the most worthy of people's praise and favorite.

The peach blossom in my hometown how can I forget you .......

4. Selected Essays 4OO Words 4 Sections Playing with Toys

Playing with Toys

I have a Barbie doll toy. It is very beautiful. It wears a shiny gold crown on its head, and its long blonde hair is combed up high in a ponytail studded with two star hair clips of different colors. Its eyebrows are dense and thick, eyelashes are long and curved, and its two big, beaming eyes are always fluttering as they look at me, seemingly experiencing my joys and sorrows.

Today is Sunday, I am very bored at home, so I had a sudden thought: Why don't we play a game today, called: Barbie big dress up. I carefully took Barbie out of the toy box, I counted, a **** there are twelve sets of beautiful clothes it! I first took off the clothes on the Barbie, and then took out a set of pink gown gently to the Barbie change, wear, and then give it with a pair of pink boots, I can not help but exclaim: "really like an uncompromising pink angel ah!" In this way, I have been to him for several different sets of clothes, until the change to the eighth set of time, I think Barbie this is really beautiful, so "Barbie big dress up" at this moment ended.

After playing, I put Barbie back into the toy box gently. I think it's just the right size, it's got the right shape, it's got all the right clothes, and I really love my toy: Barbie.