If you mention "it's because of my mom" in our class, everyone's eyes will definitely lock on one person. The first thing you need to know is that you have to be able to get to the top of the class and get to the bottom of it.
I still remember the noon homework time, as usual, the students sat quietly doing homework. Suddenly hiding in the corner of the teacher Zhou showed up, just caught the hands and feet of the Ma × ×, he saw the teacher Zhou slowly walked toward him, then a grabbed homework, scrambled into the narrow drawer. Although his speed was very fast, it was impossible for Piggy to escape the fiery eyes of the Monkey King. Seeing this, Teacher Zhou said seriously, "Is it that you didn't do your homework well?" After hearing this line of inquiry, he was not happy, and his original panic had long since turned into anger. He frowned tightly, one hand crossed his waist, one hand pointing at the teacher, and said with vigor, "Why are you talking about me? Obviously it's all my mom's fault, if my mom hadn't told me to go memorize first, I wouldn't have forgotten to do my homework."
"Yo, you've got a point?"
"That's hilarious to hear, but we know in our hearts that you'd definitely say that."
The classmates murmured.
"Try it again, believe it or not I'll flatten you." Ma x x furiously walked to a classmate's table. With his big move - "fierce eyes" stared at the classmate, his mouth kept muttering something. If you were there, you would have been scared, but we were very calm. Because it has long been strange, even the teacher can not take him, so he had to let him sit back in his seat.
This is the end of the drama, but I firmly believe that he is only temporarily calm. But I'm sure he's just calming down for now, and he's going to do something else that's going to make you laugh and cry.
Although xxxxxx students always like to lose their temper, but in the classroom he is still a very good thinker, and always bring us happiness.
Those characteristic people around us2
Old boy grandfather
"Mr. Hang Hang, teach me to read English!" Needless to say, it's that old codger grandpa of mine calling me again.
Grandpa is sixty-five years old, his body is especially hard, and he raises his long-lived eyebrows every day, which are his pride! A pair of gleaming eyes make grandpa look younger. Grandpa is proud of his hair, not all white, not all black, only mixed with a few white hair, do not know people thought that grandpa is only fifty years old!
But who would have thought that this grandfather, who makes people feel very serious, is a hundred percent old boy!
A few days ago, my grandfather asked me to teach him English, and I had to do it. Grandpa took out the blackboard and chalk from the attic, handed me, I hung the blackboard on the wall, wrote an "A", and wrote a lowercase "a" next to it, so that Grandpa read with me. "A", I read. Grandpa read the "A" with me. I asked Grandpa to read the "a", and without even thinking, he blurted out "ah--" I laughed out loud, and Grandpa read it as Hanyu Pinyin. After I had laughed enough, I cleared my throat and criticized Grandpa as if he were a teacher. Grandpa lowered his head and said in a low voice, like a child who had done something wrong: "Teacher, I know I'm wrong." I forced myself not to laugh and continued, "It's only a good grandpa who learns from his mistakes!" Grandpa raised his head, looked at me, and said, "Well, I will practice hard and not let teacher down!" Grandma in the kitchen laughed along when she heard this.
After a few days, Grandpa finally learned a little. "Old man!" Grandma shouted from the kitchen, "There's no soy sauce in the house, go buy a bottle!" "Yes!" said Grandpa, speaking standard English. "Shredded coconut? I didn't ask you to buy that!" "Yes!" continued Grandpa, and I watched and laughed.
See, I have a veritable grandfather of an old codger!
Those Characteristic People Around Me3"Ha-hoo!" I opened my eyes with difficulty. It was almost 7:00 a.m. now, but I still didn't want to leave the bed until my mom kept urging me to do so, so I rubbed my eyes with my hands and walked out of the bedroom listlessly.
Children nowadays are really miserable, getting up so early. I kept complaining in my heart, and then thought of my old sister. Older sister is quite lucky, every time is the second to be called up. However, that sleepy baby of hers is never satisfied. If you didn't wake her up, she would sleep for three days and three nights without any problem. And every night she is the first to fall asleep, and in the morning is the latest to get up, you say is not a head of sleep baby, a head of veritable sleep baby.
I brushed my teeth and walked into the bedroom, where my oldest sister was already half-awake, her body moving but her eyes still squinting.
"Snap!" Older sister rolled over, accidentally got the pants that her mom had held for her on the floor, then twisted her waist and scurried towards the middle of the bed, eventually turning into a wooden statue, remaining in the most primitive state. Later, the old sister, probably with an itchy back, wriggled her back, living like a bent earthworm.
"Get your pants up and get up!" Mom roared.
Older sister opened her eyes, stretched out on the bed, yawned again, and prepared to put on her pants. But this child is so lazy that even a pants are not properly put on, only to see her like a fishing line like a little bit of down feet, on the ground to touch a pass, the results unexpectedly found slippers. She also does not care about three seven twenty-first, grabbed a is a, with two big feet will slippers clip up, look down, only to realize that the clip wrong, embarrassed to smile at us, put down the slippers.
Finally, the old sister clamped up the pants, mom urged her to hurry to wear. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it again," he said. I did not hold back, put some toothpaste foam spit out. Mom counted a few sentences, until she looked back at the old sister, she once again lay down
Those around those who have the characteristics of the 4The pungent aroma coming from the kitchen, I can not help but come out of the study, "our family chef mom is again in the food for us to open up!" Today, my mother is going to make my favorite minced meat, tomato and bean curd, I finished my homework, I can not wait to watch in the kitchen.
You see, mom first skillfully took out some bean curd, a piece of pork and a few tomatoes from the refrigerator. !" Mom said in a serious tone while chopping, "Baby, practice makes perfect, if you do it every day and summarize the experience, you must be better than mom!" I nodded my head as I watched, only to see my mom peeling the red tomato and cutting it into small pieces, then pouring oil evenly into the washed pot, and adding the minced meat when the oil was slightly hot. "It smells so good!" I couldn't help but let out an exclamation, "Little glutton, it's almost ready!" Mom said with a smile while adding washed beans, continue to hold the spatula stir-fry, until the beans are half raw and half cooked, mom will put into the tomatoes have been cut into small pieces, and they continue to stir-fry evenly, only to see the red tomatoes with green beans, bright colors with the pungent aroma, really mouth-watering, at this time, mom added a small amount of cold water, two minutes later, only to hear the water gurgling and gurgling When the sound is made, mom added a little salt, stir-fried, fragrant minced meat, tomatoes and bean sprouts on the pot!
When my mom put the dishes on the table, I first gave my mom and dad a portion, and then my part of the rice, so that it became a "minced meat, tomatoes, beans and rice", I sniffed up my nose and smelled it, and it really made my "mouth watering three thousand feet!
This is our family chef, an ordinary and great mom, she used the silent action to care for me, I love my mom!
Those who have characteristics around 5Wang Mengmeng is a very skinny little girl. She has a head of dark hair, long curved eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes watery, a red cherry mouth, white clear little face meaty, cute! So I nicknamed her "Wang Mengmeng".
One day after class, I went to look for her to play, but I could not find her. I had to find other students to play. At this time, I did not expect her to tiptoe to my back, stood for a while, I did not find it at all, until she used two small hands to touch my two long braids, came a "Hi, I'm coming!" It made me laugh in shock. As soon as she let go, I did the same thing and ran my hands through her ponytails. The two of us were happily chasing each other around, laughing all the time. Until the bell rang, neither of us admitted defeat. The first time I saw her, I was so happy to see her!
Another recess, we hold volleyball run out of the classroom, I was talking to classmates, Mengmeng from behind me clever hand shot, only to hear the "thud" sound, my ball was her shot slipped to the ground. I chased after her and ran, I went after her to shoot her ball, she chased after me to shoot my ball, we chased after each other, shot after each other, we had a good time. Classes, we also look at each other in the classroom, I smiled at her, she also playfully back to me a smile, happy!
Another time, Mengmeng sat in front of me, I do not know she took my stationery ruler, I write homework is about to use it. I asked around the classmates, they all said they did not see, I asked Wang Mengmeng, she had a little embarrassed to say: "It is I quietly took your ruler." I still smiled at her.
Wang Mengmeng is so "skinny"!
People with Characteristics Around Us6
Tall, big eyes, small mouth, long face, and a bit of natural yellow hair. Guess who she is? That's right, talking about none other than my sister!
My sister looks just like my mom, and every time we go out as a family, we often hear people say, "Miss Sister looks so much like mom, like a mold carved out." My mom and sister would look at each other and reply in unison, "Everyone says that!" "The audience laughed out loud.
My sister is my mentor and friend. Whenever I encounter problems, the first thing that comes to mind is my sister. Sometimes I don't understand, she will give me some examples of life to explain to me, so that I can more easily understand. If she doesn't understand something either, she will ask my mom and dad together, look up the information, and sometimes ask my teacher. She will always take great pains to help me solve the problem together.
My sister is also my little cook. After the epidemic was relieved this year, mom and dad started to work. My sister and I took online classes at home. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm sure I'll be able to do a lot of things that I don't want to do. My mom and dad came home from work in the evening, so my sister had to take care of our lunch. She learned how to cook rice with a rice cooker, learned how to make some simple dishes, and tried to make me a cake. Although it is not very beautiful, but the taste is not bad, we sisters are eating a lot of food.
My sister will also accompany me to read books, play games with me, hide and seek, talk about the little secret ......
How lucky I am to have such a sister! A sister who solves my problems and cares for me in every way! I am so lucky and happy!
The people around me who are unique7
Careless "pistachio".
Once you see the "pistachio", I think everyone will gulp, but in the article this "pistachio", she can not eat, because she is my careless sister.
My sister is a lovely and careless "pistachio". She has a taller body, a head of hair exudes a charming fragrance. Her eyebrows are thin and long, like the moon bridge in the sky. Her small mouth is even more adorable, pink mouth can talk, as sweet as a dessert drizzled with honey. The most beautiful is the sister's eyes, bright eyes no matter who look at who is smiling, as if the whole world is full of sunshine.
My sister is a lovely and careless "happy fruit".
I remember one time, my aunt gave my sister a pot of beautiful flowers, the flowers are pink, and the branches are like warriors.
My sister watered the flower every day, or sunbathed in the sun, and sometimes even played with the flower as if it were a human being.
One day, my sister put the flowers outside in the sun next to the pillar and went to take a nap. In the evening after her nap, she got up and went to see the flowers, but she was surprised to find that the flowers were not even a shadow left! Sister now anxious, frowned, anxious red face, eyes also become "watery".
Immediately ran to the neighbor's house, crying: "Sister, sister, have you seen my flowers? My flowers are gone."
"I'm sorry, little sister, sister did not see your flowers oh."
The younger sister was even more anxious, and her tears fell one by one. Then the sister ran to the next aunt's house. "Auntie, you."
In this way, the sister asked from door to door, but still not a clue, the sister was anxious to jump, screaming: "bad guys, you give me back all the flowers!"
Finally, my sister returned home with a bitter face, only to find that the flowers were on top of the refrigerator. When my sister looked at it, it was as if she had come from the abyss of pain to the arms of the angels all at once, with a big smile. "My flowers are here, my flowers are here!"
Huh? What's going on here? It turns out that my sister had brought the flowers in before and just forgot about them.
Alas, this "pistachio" is really cute and careless! The two of us, my father and I, slowly got up and sat quietly at the table. The "chef" on the three toast, fried eggs, fried meat sausage and milk cereal breakfast served up, my father and I itself drowsy, but smelled the aroma, instantly full of energy, mouth watering, gulping and devouring. By noon, she shut herself in the kitchen again, around twelve o'clock, the table was set only some vegetarian food, which was thought to be unpalatable, but it turned out to be the opposite, all the CD-ROMs!
This "chef" is crazy, even in the afternoon! I was on the couch lazily watching cartoons, and suddenly she called out: "Yoyo, what are you doing? Help me get the starch, eggs, and cream!" "Ouch, ouch, you're so annoying, okay, okay, help you get it." I answered her impatiently. After an hour, the "chef" came to me again, "Come and try the cupcake I made!" I didn't want to eat it, but she wanted me to, and came over to me and pulled me over. The whole kitchen smelled of cake, yet I ate several more.
In a flash it was dinner time again, the chef made my favorite cassoulet again, I ate another big bowl, before going to bed, my dad and I weighed each other, and when I looked at the number, I almost fainted, my dad and I had gained almost two pounds, which means that we really ate a lot ah!
After the lights out at night, I tossed and turned in bed, I could not sleep, this time, I thought to myself: it is all because she burned so delicious, eat me too much support, my family's "chef" is simply a "breeder". Do you know who she is? Yes, it is my mom.
Those around the characteristics of the people 9My brother naive and lovely, quirky, both the family's "fruit of happiness", but also the family's "little naughty", I fight with him every day.
That day, the sun was blazing, after lunch, my brother and I played in the cool air-conditioned room. I told my brother a story, he was fascinated by my story, with the plot of the story, excited hands and feet. Just then, Grandma wanted to hold my brother for a nap, and like a wizard, she conjured up a delicious fruit candy and waved it in front of my brother's eyes. My brother immediately climbed up and quickly jumped into Grandma's arms, grabbed the candy, and couldn't wait to eat it.
While eating the candy, he listened to his grandmother very well, but when the candy was finished, he started to be naughty again and said to his grandmother, "Grandma, I want to go to my brother's place to listen to stories!" Grandma said, "No, no, you're all going to take a nap." The younger brother said again, "I want to nap with my brother!" Although he was all kinds of soft and hard, but still did not convince the grandmother.
The younger brother was not willing to do so, and turned his little eyes, looking left and right. I look at his look, I know that my brother must be thinking about what ghost ideas. Sure enough, I heard my brother say in a milky voice, "Grandma, I have to pee, I can't hold it anymore, put me down!" Grandma hurriedly put him down. As soon as he landed on the ground, he rushed to my room. As soon as he reached my room, he closed the door without saying a word, then locked it and hugged me tightly. Grandma used the key to open the door and deliberately said with a stern face, "I can't imagine that you can cheat at a young age!" My brother laughed with joy.
At this point, I winked at Grandma and said to her, "Grandma, let's go outside to eat ice cream!" I took my grandmother's hand and walked out of the room. Sure enough, my younger brother was trapped, and as soon as he heard that there was something delicious to eat, he immediately climbed up and hurriedly chased after him. Grandma took advantage of the younger brother when he was not paying attention, to pick him up, the younger brother lying in the grandmother's warm embrace, a little struggle a few times, listening to beautiful music into dreamland.
You see my brother is not naive and cute, smart and clever!
Those who have characteristics around 10Medium stature, short white hair, black face a deep wrinkles, as if the old elm tree in front of the door rough trunk. This face is always full of kind smiles, this person is the most favorite me and my favorite person - grandpa.
Although I like grandpa, but I found that grandpa is very cheap, several times mom in the grandpa clean up health found many expired food, and soon to be spoiled steamed buns, pancakes, mom's feet before they threw them all, grandpa picked up the back foot, while the hands of the dust on the top of the hand while nagging mom: "your generation, ah, how many things to waste? It's a shame to throw away good things." If mom insisted on throwing it away, grandpa would pull his face down, wrinkles on his forehead wrinkled together, and his voice got louder: "Don't worry about it!"
If there are leftovers in my bowl after dinner, Grandpa will sigh and say to himself, "Who knows what's on the plate, and all the grains are bitter." I'd eat it all in a hurry, and my grandfather's wrinkled face would stretch out and smile at me, "That's right, that's what I call a 'CD-ROM'!"
Mom has bought many new clothes for Grandpa, and he has folded them neatly in the cupboard, and always wears one or two old clothes.
Although he doesn't eat or wear anything, every time he goes back, he's generous enough to give me a lot of good food. The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't know what to do, but I'd like to know what to do, and I'd like to know what to do, and I'd like to know what to do. Even if my mom argued with him for half a day, he would still insist that we bring them home and eat them, saying that eating more nutritious eggs would make me grow up.
My grandpa was like that, he was thrifty and frugal all his life, but he left all the good things to us. The eyes are big like two black diamonds. His nose is high and straight, and his ears are big. He is my "favorite", and the important thing is - he is my brother!
He sometimes makes me hate my guts. Once, I was writing an essay, but I could not think of what to write. At this time, I saw him slyly smile, raised two fists, backward crooked body, violently pounced on me, rushed me a punch and kick, hit me in the eyes, almost saw the Lord of the Week. I was so angry when I got over it that I stormed off. With wide eyes and eyebrows knitted together, I pointed at his nose and asked fiercely, "Why did you hit me? I didn't mess with you!" But he acted as if nothing had happened and put on a good-natured face, "To help you find writing material!" I was very angry, but since he was helping me find writing material, it would be a bit unreasonable for me to beat him up again. I hated him so much that my teeth itched. What should I do? He is my brother oh, how many more beatings in the future may also say, it is really a narrow road.
Sometimes he makes me like it. There was one time we went to Pizza Hut to eat, he took the initiative to say that he would treat me and my mom and dad to eat whatever you want to order, don't be polite. Even if he hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have been polite, so I ordered whatever I saw. Pizza, steak, salad, chicken wings, ice cream ...... ordered a big table. After eating his fill, he really generously paid the bill with his own pocket money. He also learns from the TV to serve the emperor's way, to help me carry water cups, open the door, "respectfully" to lead me to the road, so I am very happy, joyful very much.
How is this, this is the "happy enemy" he sometimes let me hate the roots of itchy, and sometimes let me like a lot. You like him?
Those around the characteristics of the person 12She has a long head of black with yellow hair, like to tie a ponytail, walking to ponytail a flutter, a smile reveals two small dimples, she is Mo Zi. Her best feature is that she is warm-hearted.
Once the bell rang, students are like happy birds running out of the classroom, but I was sitting quietly on the seat of the OU questions, I think how to do it. At this time, the enthusiastic Mo Zi came over.
She enthusiastically said to me: "There is a question will not be able to,, let me help you!" Said a pen in one hand, a hand touching the chin, counting can be careful. At this time outside the door of LiuYuFei shouted: "MoZi, let's go to play shuttlecock, just you one person!" But Mo Zi said: "No, no, I want to help Chen Cherry calculate a problem, you guys play first."
Mo Zi began to count up again, a moment to flip through the book, a moment to write on the copy paper, and finally calculated the answer.
Mo Zi put the method of solving the problem, step by step demonstration to me to see, my heart is happy, have such a classmate is really good, I even said: "Thank you!" Mo Zi modestly replied: "You're welcome, should be, we are good friends." Listen to her words, I heart hot.
This is my good friend Mo Zi, a warm-hearted little girl.
Teacher's comments: the text writes about the characteristics of Mozi's warm-heartedness, she is eager to help the author, so that the author feels the beauty of friendship. The author writes about the characteristics of Mozi, the use of a specific example to highlight the theme, the end of the article expresses the little author's love for Mozi.
Ning Tong: mother of two children, senior elementary school teacher, served as editor of Heze City, "Little Writers" magazine, from time to time to share the experience of education of elementary school students, learning materials, willing to communicate with you **** with, thank you for your attention and support!
Those around the characteristics of the person 13I, Zhao Xintong, love to use the hair ring to tie hair into a ponytail, the pair of black jewel-like eyes hidden full of ghost ideas, high nose on the frame of the pair of glasses misleadingly my "quiet", in fact, I'm a "talk croak", especially at home, I'm not a "talk croak".
I have a bottomless "treasure trove" of language. In front of my family, it was like a faucet that couldn't be turned off. After the sports festival, I came home and saw my mom playing with her cell phone, I put down my bag and locked the object of communication - my mom. I gleefully walked towards my mom and happily said to her, "Today's sports competition was exceptionally intense, want to 'wash your ears'!" Mom saw the situation is not good, seems to have been tired of my "words croak" powerful, she pretended a look of disgust, said: "quickly go to do homework, dinner and then listen to."
Time passes by the minute, I hold in the stomach words finally ushered in the opportunity to pour out, and other delicious food on the table, family members, I opened my box, mouth like a river up: "This sports festival our class is really hard work, the results of a single competition came out, our class got the first, you don't know, how intense the running competition, they all won the race, and they all won the race, and they all won the race. intense, they are not willing to show weakness, you catch up with me, the playground can be used 'gusts of wind on the face' to describe, that is the speed of their efforts to sprint, the cheerleaders group excitement, they are open one by one loud voice, my God, my ears are listening to the numbness of the ...... "
Damn, it was eight o'clock in the evening, mom and dad were my "blow" to forget the time, usually eat a meal of work up to half an hour, and today, more than an hour, they took my words as a "meal! "The table food actually did not move what. The first thing I want to say is that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it, but I want to be able to do something about it.
Remember me, I am a "sparrow", is it unforgettable? If you really need a sports commentator, you can find me in the seventh class of the sixth grade at Shanghai Elementary School! Once again, I reiterate my name - Zhao Xintong.
Those around the characteristics of the person 14Our family members are all capable people, really crouching tigers and hidden dragons. My mom is a deep hidden, skilled "martial arts master", I do not know which school she mastered.
Mom's best is the "lion's roar", the danger index of five stars, the work of the main treatment of my procrastination and sleep. It was a sunny morning, I was sleeping, dreaming of playing freely in the square. My mom, who was also a lightweight, walked into my bedroom at some point. Thinking that I was not feeling well, she touched her own head first and then mine, and asked me gently, "Are you not feeling well?" "No." I replied in a small voice. At that moment my mom's face sank and she shouted in a voice higher than 60 decibels, "You haven't finished your homework yet, and you still have the heart to sleep? Go and do your homework!" Really "mom a roar, the earth also want to shake three" scared me a pole jumped up, and immediately doubled the spirit, sleepy sweep away, nimbly write homework to go.
Mom is not only good at "lion's roar", "sunflower pointing hand" is also practiced. The main use of this work is for my writing posture is not standardized. A dark and windy night, mom in the company of my homework, I suddenly feel sleepy to attack, bent over, lying on the table to write homework. Just wrote not a few words, only feel a cold wind blowing from behind, not good, is the mother's "sunflower pointing hand" power, I have not had time to hide on the trick, I "ouch" a sound, the back immediately straighten up. At this point, my mom went with the "lion's roar": "Do you want eyes, write well, not lying down!"
My mother's great martial arts only "only favor" me alone, although my mother's martial arts to me left a "shadow of the soul", but to me to develop a writing posture norms, do not sleep lazy good habits.
Those around the characteristics of the person 15My father is a medium-sized man, a pair of eyes full of wisdom shot a mysterious light. His nose is tall and straight, his ears are big, and his eyes become two crescent moons when he smiles.
Dad's first function: planting flowers. On my balcony, Dad planted lettuce, blueberries, strawberries, watermelon and other fruits and vegetables, but also planted full of stars, flytrap, pigweed and other interesting plants. Dad grows flowers and plants very carefully. He often observed whether there were any pests on the flowers and plants, and if there were, then Dad would catch the pests down with his hands. Once, I saw my dad bowing his back, holding a spray can in one hand and carefully turning the leaves with the other, "snorting" the insecticide, and beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead. I was full of questions, so I asked him, "Dad, why are you spraying insecticide on this healthy plant? Dad looked up while wiping his sweat and said, "Because it is sick. It has a lot of red spiders on it." I bent down and looked but didn't see even a shadow of a red spider. I asked again, "No! Why don't I see any?" Dad put down the sprayer in his hand and patiently told me, "Red spiders are smaller than half the size of a sesame seed, you can't see them unless you look closely." Dad called me to his side, gently turned a leaf over and showed me the red spiders with his finger. Wow, a large group of red spiders were densely packed on the leaf. Dad continued to tell me, "There are too many small red spiders to pinch by hand, so we have to use insecticide to kill them. Dad sprayed the leaves with a sprayer a few times, and the red spiders crawled around in agony, and after a while they didn't move at all, and their souls returned to the West. After a long time, we finally cured the "sick" plant, Dad breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, picked up the scissors and busy ......
Dad's second function: assembling. For the flowers and plants on the balcony, Dad made an automatic irrigation system. It bought a lot of water pipes and sprinklers, connected them together and fixed them in the soil with brackets, and then hooked up a water pump. From then on, the plants grew more lush and danced happily in the breeze, not thanking dad.
My dad also has many functions, see here you eye not eye, I have a multi-functional dad!