Part I of the second grade essay and comments
My mother is very beautiful, every day when you go out to apply a rose water, and at night after the bath will also be coated with a rose water.Once, my mother is on the "Taobao", fancy a dress, they called me over to see, I looked at a glance, said helplessly good, my mother asked me what color good, I said blue good, my mother also think blue good, but can not afford to buy, so it will be put into the shopping cart.
Another time, I was watching TV with my mom, suddenly, my mom was attracted by the cosmetics sold on TV, her hand unconsciously took out the phone from her bag and made a call to buy it.
This is my beauty-loving mom, whether it is clothes or cosmetics, she has everything.
Comment: Love of beauty, everyone has. Essay from the general phenomenon of recounting the two small things of mom's love of beauty. Sentences smooth.
Part II of the second grade composition and comments
Spring came, the peach blossom bloomed. From afar, it looks like a sea of pink, and like a little pink star. Observe closer, the peach blossom is composed of a piece of petals. Its stamens are the most beautiful, like a little girl in a pink dress dancing happily. A Chen spring wind blowing, refreshing fragrance, make people feel happy and sweet heart.My mom and I came to the peach garden, see the peach garden full of peach blossoms competing to open, like a girl wearing a pink dress to reveal a bright smile, my mom and I feel comfortable, happy! A gust of wind blew, the flowers on the peach tree have floated down, like a beautiful butterfly, fluttering wings, dancing. A few of them floated to my palm, I got my nose and smelled, a fragrance intoxicating, as if a spring into my heart.
My mom and I hurriedly picked up our cell phones and captured this beautiful moment. In the photo, my mom and I looked even redder in the peach blossom.
I like the peach blossom, because my mom and I play in the peach garden, especially happy, so I want to live in the peach garden every day!
Comment: The first paragraph describes the peach blossom from different angles, from a distance and close up, using the rhetorical devices of metaphor and anthropomorphism, the peach blossom is like floating in front of the reader in a moment. And in the writing of my mother and I came to the peach garden scene, more can express my love for the peach blossom.
Part III of the second grade elementary school composition and comments
Today, I'm going to let you guess a fruit. It is round, like a chubby fat doll. There is a curved pigtail on the head, and the color of the outer skin is green with a black line. It is smooth to the touch and heavy to hold.Cut it into a piece of a piece, you can smell the inside of the bright red pulp issued a sweet fragrance. Especially in summer, it makes people's mouth water, can not help but take a taste, ah! It is really fragrant and sweet, eat a mouthful, full of honey-like juice, really refreshing relief ah! Sometimes it is too hot to spit out the seeds and eat them.
Can you guess which fruit it is?
Part IV second grade essay and comments
Spring is coming, April is here, peach blossoms are also accompanied by the footsteps of spring, scrambling to open.Peach blossom color is very beautiful, pink, also set with some white, inside does tender yellow. Approach the peach blossom, will smell a burst of fragrance, if you walk into some more, you may also see that just out of the green has not matured small peach, this time the ducks seem to know the arrival of spring, are to go to the river to play, how do they know that the spring has come? At this time, I suddenly thought of this line of poetry: "Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the ducks are the first to know the warmth of the spring river." I saw clusters and clusters of peach blossoms scrambling to open, some of them were dark in color, and some were light in color, which made me think of another line of poetry: "Peach blossom clusters bloom without a master, Lovely dark red loves light red?" At this time, I picked a petal into the mouth, I thought very sweet, but tasted very bitter, I suddenly thought of the peach blossom left the people is a beautiful color and burst of fragrance, and left themselves, but the disgusting bitter, this spirit is how worthy of our learning ah!
We have to learn from the peach blossom, to be a person who is willing to give!
Comment: In addition to writing about the peach blossom, the composition is written about ducks, which is based on the "spring river water ducks know first" interpretation of the poem, in fact, unnecessary. The essay is basically smooth, but the content lacks their own real feelings about spring and peach blossoms.
Part 5 of the second grade composition and comments
Sunday morning, I went to the square to play bubble blowing.I first dipped a little bit of bubble water with a bubble ring and blew gently, and the bubbles flew out one after another. They vary in size, as big as a ball, as small as a pearl, in the sunlight, some of them are golden, some colorful, some have no color.
One by one, the bubbles flew to the sky, some to find the white clouds sister to do the game, some to travel to faraway places, and some flew to the bushes and flowers than the beauty.
My favorite game is blowing bubbles.
Comment: You write about the beauty of the waterfall in terms of shape and color, and the infinite reverie writes about the beauty of playing with bubbles.
篇6小学二年级作文及评语
I have a cute and lively kitten.It has a round head and looks like a tiger.
Its head is round and looks like a tiger. There is an upside-down "three" on its head, its fur is soft to the touch, its ears are a triangle, and its whiskers are thin and long. The kitten's limbs are as long as a column and very cute.
One morning, when my grandmother was knitting a woolen sweater, it pounced on it and broke my grandmother's thread. It went to the corner to play with the ball of wool. I was very angry, but I patiently replaced the ball of wool with its favorite fish.
Do you think this kitten, not cute? And what animal do you like?
Part VII Second Grade Essay and Commentary
Today, I was very thirsty, so I took out a big watermelon from the refrigerator.I gently picked up a look, watermelon round, like a ball. Round watermelon color covered with the same yellow and green stripes, smooth skin like a smooth floor, I gently pick up the fruit knife, force everything, just listen to the "bla" sound, round watermelon into two halves, revealing the bright red flesh, I have not eaten on the smell of a melon aroma came to my nose, a moment of the aroma wafted all over the whole house, the entire The whole house, and then look, black melon seeds are still embedded in the flesh inside it!
I picked up a bite, sweet juice flowed into my heart.
I picked up and took a bite, the sweet juice flowed into my heart.
I want to thank the hard-working melon mold farmers grandfather, if not for them, we would not have eaten such a sweet watermelon!
Comment: This article language vivid image, clear organization, around their own watermelon to eat watermelon to start writing the shape, color, pulp, melon seeds taste, associated with the thought of hard-working melon farmers, can be seen in the small author is not only good at observing, but also has a heart of gratitude!
Part VIII of the second grade composition and comments
A windy morning, the teacher decided to take us to Monkey Mountain to see the monkeys, everyone was happy to hear. We walked on the road to Monkey Mountain in a hurry, jumping and jumping like a group of naughty monkeys.We finally came to the monkey mountain, the monkey mountain monkey really ah! Look, a few little monkeys are eating apples; look closer, a group of little monkeys hanging in the branches of the tree chasing play. Another monkey was especially naughty, snatching bananas from the hands of tourists and throwing them into the sky, as if performing acrobatics. Some of the little monkeys looked to the left and to the right, as if wondering why there were so many people here today. I threw out my favorite banana, and a little monkey jumped up to catch it and ate it with great relish! The other monkeys that didn't get the banana, scratched their heads and ears, and screamed at me, as if to say, "I haven't gotten it yet, kids, throw me some goodies!
These little monkeys are so cute and adorable, I love them.
Comment: This essay will monkey cute, naughty image vividly in front of our eyes, which is inseparable from the small author careful observation.