What composition have I studied 1 Tolerance is the embodiment of broad mind; Tolerance is a necessary quality for a person; Tolerance is a good behavior that each of us should have. And a tolerant person will leave a deep impression on people. And I met such a person.
Once, on the way to the library, I met a gentle brother. When we all went to the reading room, I chatted with him in the elevator. When chatting, I found that this big brother has elegant manners and extraordinary conversation. He is modest, polite and generous, which makes people feel easy-going. "Ding!" At this moment, the elevator door opened and many people crowded in. My eldest brother and I huddled in the corner of the elevator.
Because there were many people in the elevator, an uncle accidentally stepped on his big brother. Uncle noticed, quickly turned his head and said apologetically, "Oh, I'm sorry, I stepped on your foot just now. Are you all right? " Big brother has nothing to blame him for, but smiled generously and said, "Oh, it doesn't matter, I'm fine." "ding! The seventh floor is here. " The prompt sound of the elevator rings.
So, my eldest brother and I squeezed out of the elevator. On the way to the reading room, I asked my eldest brother, "eldest brother, is your foot okay?" Just now that uncle stepped on your foot so hard, why didn't you say so, and you forgave him? " My eldest brother looked at me and smiled and said, "My foot is fine. There is no need to make a fuss, let alone blame others. In fact, forgiving others is also forgiving yourself. Everyone makes mistakes, just be tolerant. " After hearing this, I felt a lot and thought, "Forgiving others is also forgiving myself". How well eldest brother speaks! Big brother is really a broad-minded person. I have to tolerate people like him ... the library business has taught me tolerance.
Learn tolerance because tolerance is not only a manifestation of literacy, but also a symbol of a person's brilliance. Let tolerance be passed down among all of us and make the world a better place because of tolerance.
What have I learned? Someone said, "Do you still need to learn if you cherish it?" ? Everyone knows how to cherish. "But I don't think so. There are many things that are ordinary and unremarkable in your eyes at first, but later, when you lose them, you will remember to cherish them. Growing up, I learned to cherish, like a friend.
Xiao Ying and I are good friends, and we never quarrel. But this time, we quarreled over a trivial matter. Here's the thing: physical education class Xiao Ying will be up soon, so let me take her kettle up first. When I was concerned about chatting with my classmates, I forgot about it. As a result, Xiao Ying's kettle disappeared, and there was a rift in our friendship.
Since that incident, we have been in a cold war, and no one has spoken to anyone. Usually we are inseparable. But now, even if I met you, I didn't know you and passed by.
As the days passed, I began to feel lonely. After school, I am always alone. I began to regret it a little, reflecting on myself: did I really do something wrong? I want to apologize to Xiaoying. But standing in front of her several times, I was embarrassed to speak. No way! I can't lose this friend, I want to cherish her! I made up my mind to apologize to her. Finally, we made up. Later, I learned that Xiao Ying's parents gave Xiao Ying a birthday present, so she was very angry. Think about it, how I shouldn't!
Besides friends, there are many foods that we should cherish. This is what I learned from that incident, and I only know how to cherish it after experiencing it. Yes, if we don't cherish the things around us, we won't know how to cherish them until we lose them. What a pity! Therefore, we should cherish everyone and everything, and cherish the beautiful life now. Every kind of food has its own value and is worth cherishing. Cherish the things around you! Finally, you will find that you know how to cherish it, which will bring you great happiness.
When I grew up, I learned to cherish.
What have I learned? Understanding is the spring breeze in February, melting the frozen soul. Understanding is a cup of tea, which dilutes painful memories; Understanding is a good medicine, which can heal the inner wounds.
It was a small thing at that time, but it made me unforgettable all my life, because it taught me to understand.
I remember one sultry summer, the cicada in the tree cried, "cicada, cicada-". I invited some friends to play downstairs. When I went downstairs, we had been playing catch. Just as I was running, Guan accidentally tripped me, and I ran home with a cry. Guan was surprised and went home alone. Avoid me after school every day.
One day after school, I shouted, "Wait for me!" "Walking in front of the caring moon stopped and I ran over. Guan said hesitantly, "That ... that day ..." I immediately interrupted, "Oh, it doesn't matter, they are all good friends." We both laughed. Holding hands, we walked towards the afterglow of the sunset, and we were both tanned by the sunset.
Friends, let's go to the garden of understanding and pick a flower of understanding for those who hurt us. In this way, you will be happy. Forgive others and be happy.
What composition have I studied? Last Saturday morning, I learned to draw circles at home.
Because the next unit of the math book is about circles, I want to learn how to draw circles early.
First of all, I took out a piece of paper, opened the box containing drawing instruments, and took out the compass inside. I saw the tips of two toes of the compass shining with golden light.
Then, I put a foot with a needle tip on the paper and fixed the position. Grasp the other foot of the compass with your other hand and let it turn slowly. With a hiss, the needle tip left its original place and cut the paper. I thought to myself: the circle is almost over, why did the needle tip leave again? Well, I have to repaint.
Next, I found a new center and drew it. Although it was not repainted this time, it took too long, about a minute.
Then, I ran upstairs and asked my father who was lying in bed watching TV, "Dad, how can I draw a circle quickly and well?" Dad replied: "When drawing a circle, hold the top of the compass with your thumb and forefinger of your right hand, fix the center of the circle, and then rotate it gently, being careful not to use too much force." I listened, and quickly went downstairs to draw.
According to my father, I want to hold the top of the compass with my right thumb and forefinger, fix the center of the circle, and then rotate it gently. Sure enough, I drew a beautiful circle, and I was very happy.
Through this incident, I understand a truth: you must master skills in everything.
What composition have I studied? The Lantern Festival is coming on the fifteenth day of the first month. I want to surprise my parents and cook them a pot of hot jiaozi.
In the morning, when the alarm clock rang, I floated out of bed. I turned on the computer and searched for ways to cook jiaozi. I glanced at it briefly and said silently, it's so simple, I will. Then he strode to the kitchen.
I poured half a pot of water into the pot and lit it on the stove. For fear of failure, I lost three jiaozi, covered them and waited quietly. After a while, I opened the lid and found that jiaozi didn't float. I'm surprised: jiaozi should be ripe after cooking for so long. Why don't they float? I turned off the stove and opened the lid, trying to scoop up jiaozi with a spoon, and jiaozi stuck to the bottom of the pot. I went to the computer and took a closer look at the cooking method. It turned out that jiaozi wanted to stir with a spoon to prevent the pan from sticking, so I had to eat it.
I tried again, and this time jiaozi didn't stick to the pot. I was afraid that there was not enough time, so I turned the fire into a big fire. As a result, jiaozi soon came up, big and flat, with a broken skin and all the stuffing coming out. What a waste of time! I must eat again. It's not cooked well, but it's actually delicious.
Mom and dad will get up soon, and I must make sure that I succeed. This time, the cooking went well. I'll boil the water with a big fire first, then I'll cook jiaozi with a small fire, and turn off the fire as soon as jiaozi floats. Tangyuan looks smooth and round with the same size, just like chubby multiple births.
When my mother gets up, I put the glutinous rice balls in the bowl. It gives me a great sense of accomplishment to watch them eat so happily.
My mother suddenly looked up at me and asked, won't you eat? I patted my stomach embarrassedly and said that I had tasted my own craft.
What composition have I studied? I'm going to learn swimming in the third grade, and my mother signed me up for a swimming training class so that I wouldn't be afraid to get into the water when I was learning to swim.
In the evening, I came to Chen Jinglun Swimming Pool with trepidation. We had a long queue, and finally it was our turn. My mother took me into the dressing room. As soon as we changed our swimsuits and walked into the passage connecting the dressing room and the swimming pool, we were drenched by the shower head on the ceiling.
We walked to the third swimming pool and I got into the water in fear. The coach told me to hold my breath first. I was afraid to bury my head in the water at first. The coach saw that I was afraid to bury my head, so he pressed my head down. I took a long sip of water and felt my nose sour. I didn't want the coach to put my head in the water again, so I had to bury my head obediently, but I still drank a few mouthfuls of water.
The next day, the coach taught me to practice leg movements. Hook your legs first, then straighten them together. Fortunately, I have learned to hold my breath and won't drink any more water. I hold the floating board tightly and practice my leg movements. Every time you complete a set of leg movements, you should look up and take a breath. I have done this many times, and my leg movements are also very skilled. The coach also taught me to do hand movements. The hand movement is very simple, that is, standing in the water, burying your head, and then pulling your hand back. I quickly learned hand movements. Finally, it is necessary to combine the movements of hands and legs. At the first attempt, I fell into the water and drank a few mouthfuls. I tried several times, and finally I could swim. After I could swim, the coach asked me to swim from one end of the swimming pool to the other. After swimming for a few classes, I finally became proficient in swimming.
I finally learned to swim!
What composition have I studied? Every time my mother brings out a bowl of braised pork with special fragrance, I envy my mother. So, I made up my mind that I must learn to cook braised pork!
"Great!" I opened the refrigerator and found all the ingredients for braised pork. It's really "everything is ready, except the east wind." So I put ribs, oil, salt and soy sauce. ..... all spread out on the table. Turn on the gas stove, put the washed pot on the fire and pour in the oil. The oil creaked as if to say, "The water temperature is so hot today!" "Like muscular divers, ribs plop plop into the pot with salt and soy sauce. I thought it was over. Later, it was served, and I was enjoying tea leisurely. " Really! A burning smell came to my face, and I immediately realized, "I overestimated it!" "I hurried to the kitchen. It turned out that I overestimated my time and took the wrong step! Well, I have to redo it.
This time, I became very careful for fear of making mistakes. Keep the actions taught by parents in mind and start the second attempt. "Put the oil in, fry the ribs in another pot, and put the soy sauce in ..." I began to search my memory in my mind. "Pour the ribs into the pot, pour in warm water with the right temperature, add salt, fry for five minutes, and then get out of the pot." A bowl of specially fragrant braised pork is ready. I'll take it out right away and let my mother taste it.
Mom just got up, smelled the delicious smell, got dressed three times, five times and two times, and rushed out. Come and try chef Shen's delicious braised pork! "Mom couldn't wait to taste a piece and said," It's delicious! "I learned to cook! I am no longer a "little baby" who has accomplished nothing!
What have I learned? Grandma's cooking is delicious and fragrant, which greatly increases my appetite. When I think of them, I will have an endless aftertaste. Whenever I look at grandma's busy figure, it also makes me want to cook and stir-fry
With grandma's consent, I have a chance to make breakfast. First, I opened the refrigerator and took out dozens of jiaozi. Then, put some oil, which will make a noise when it is hot. At this time, I immediately added water. After the water boiled, I put jiaozi into the water. After more than ten minutes, jiaozi rolled back and forth in the water, just like an elf dancing. Finally, add salt, onion, ginger, and a hot boiled jiaozi. Finally. I asked my parents and grandma to eat delicious jiaozi. After eating, my father praised me again and again: This jiaozi is really sweet and fragrant. My heart is sweeter than honey.
Although I know that my breakfast is not as delicious as grandma's, I feel very happy that I have achieved success through my own labor. At the same time, I think we should do everything through our own practice, so that we can cherish the fruits of labor more.
I like eating apples very much, but every time I eat apples, I just hold them like a mouse, bite off the skin and eat the apples with the core removed. One day, my father said, "Xiaoxi, I'll teach you how to peel apples today, ok?" "good! I have long wanted to learn, "I said excitedly. Dad picked up the apple and showed it to me. "Peel the apple from the beginning. Slowly, put the thumb of the right hand at the intersection of the apple skin and the knife in front, hold the two ends of the apple with the thumb and forefinger of the left hand, and then turn the apple." I watched my father peel the apple gently and turn it neatly. After a while, the skin of the apple slowly fell off the apple like a red belt and a set of circles. I couldn't wait to try it, so I took an apple and cut it like a gourd. I held the apple in my left hand, and my right hand began to move the knife slowly. "ouch!" With a scream, the apple peel was broken. It turns out that the force is too small. I increased my strength and peeled slowly, but my left and right hands didn't cooperate well, and the apple peel was broken again. "Take your time, and turn the apple slowly with your left hand." Dad was in command, and I turned the apple stiffly and circled. "There is progress, continue to refuel!" "My father encouraged me. I continued to turn the apple and moved the knife carefully. Soon, the apple skin was broken again. However, the white apple meat is getting bigger and bigger, and I think I will finally cut it. " All right, it's done! "I breathed a sigh of relief and shook my stiff hand. Dad smiled and said, "What do you think you cut? "It turned out that I connected the peels together and cut a lot of meat. The apple was a little small, but I thought with a bite, ah! Although this apple is small, it feels sweeter than before!
What composition have I studied? 10 This dish was taught by Celine! When we went to her house, we went into the kitchen and cooked together. Before long, the sound of "jingle" came from the kitchen.
Our husband is on fire, put the pot on it and preheat it. The next step is not only difficult, but also patient. We took out flour and eggs, poured snow-white flour into a big bowl, then took out an egg and knocked on the edge of the porcelain bowl a few times. Only when we hear a "crack" will the egg knock out a small hole, and then break it open with our hands, the yolk will fall out and the egg white will slowly flow into the bowl. The egg yolk that is still shaking dances on the "Snow Mountain" like a fat doll. Then mix the eggs and flour evenly with chopsticks, and finally mix them into a paste with a little strength. At this time, the golden yellow oil is poured into the pot that has just been preheated. After a while, the oil made a sizzling sound, as if Mr. Oil was singing in a hot pot. Pour the batter into the pot and it will be round. After a while, I turned the cake over with a spatula. The surface was golden yellow and it looked really attractive! After the two sides were completely fried, the aroma kept drilling into my nose, making my mouth water. I took a bite. The omelet is soft, fragrant and delicious!
Everything is hard-won. This is my first time cooking and I learned how to make an omelet.
What composition have I studied? 1 1 Because my brother will have an exam recently, he has to practice in the garden downstairs in the community every day. I often open the window and stare at my brother. I saw my brother throw the ball easily, and it flew out like a bird until it stopped at the other end of the garden. My brother is so good that my father won't even teach me. Hum, I'll practice now! I put on my sneakers and picked up the solid ball around me. Gee, the solid ball is so heavy! I started shaking as soon as I got to the door, but I still insisted on moving the solid ball downstairs. Dad saw me coming and said, "Amy, you should learn solid ball, too." Come and try! " "
I held the ball above my head, imagined the appearance of an athlete, and then threw it. However, the solid ball didn't fly into the sky, but hit my feet heavily, and my father and brother smiled at each other. Dad said: "throwing a solid ball should have an arc, not just throwing it into the sky!" " "I nodded and tried again. I first raised the ball above my head, then threw it with all my strength, with my feet leaning forward. I'm glad to see the ball fly so far. I tried several times, and the ball flew away. I practiced a few times more and found that I threw it farther and farther. Suddenly, my mother's praise came from the window: "Xiaomi, you are great!" " "
After listening to my mother, I feel very warm, comfortable and happy. It's good to throw a solid ball!
What composition have I studied 12 today, I learned to wash the red scarf in the small orange lamp composition class.
First, the teacher asked us to turn on the tap and then wet the red scarf. When I turned on the tap, I heard the sound of water, just like the sound of a waterfall. Then, I sprinkled washing powder on the red scarf. As soon as I opened the washing powder bag, I smelled a fragrance. There are three colors of washing powder: red, white and blue. They are like "warriors" at different levels, always ready to "fight" with bacteria. Then, I grabbed one corner of the red scarf with my left hand and the other corner of the red scarf with my right hand, rubbing my hands in the opposite direction. At this time, many white bubbles appeared. They come in different sizes, but no matter what size, I can't catch them. It's like they are playing games with me! When I think the red scarf is clean, I wash the bubbles off it. Finally, I screw it out and hang it on the balcony, and you're done!
I am proud to see how clean my red scarf is! From now on, I will wash it myself every time!
What composition did I learn? On Sunday, my father offered to take our family swimming. I jumped three feet with joy, and my mother readily agreed.
When I came to the swimming pool, my mother put the swimming ring in the water first. I jumped into the swimming ring and said to my mother, "Mom, I want to learn to swim." Mother casually said, "Learn from your father, he will, but I won't." Then, I looked at my father with small eyes. After a while, my father said, "All right." I chuckled. At first, I practiced holding my breath. I held my breath. The father said in surprise, "It's been so long since I was so young!" "I thought: Is it long? Why don't I feel long? After learning to hold my breath, I want to scare my parents. Then, I squatted under the water and held my breath. Suddenly I found myself floating on the water. My limbs moved and I swam. I think: I can swim, I can swim. I quickly told my parents the good news and demonstrated it in front of them. My parents are also happy for me and say, "You are amazing!" " "Back to school, I told my classmates that they also envy me.
From that day on, swimming became my favorite sport.
What composition have I studied? 14 Although I am only in the third grade of primary school, I have learned piano in the fifth grade.
Speaking of piano, I'm good at it. We must start from scratch. I wanted to learn violin at first, but I heard that there was no violin major in the local area. In desperation, my mother suggested, "Learn the piano, which is very good." So, I readily agreed.
The interesting thing begins here. I practice piano in the piano room every day and have classes once a week. Day after day, in a blink of an eye, I have been learning piano for two months. In these two months, I studied hard and practiced hard, but I made no progress. Alas! Although my mother has been encouraging me, I still can't lift my spirits until that day.
On that day, the piano teacher told us that the piano academy was going to hold a concert! All piano learners should sign up, including those who have just entered school for one or two months. My mother chose the best piece of music I have ever learned and asked me to practice it again and again. Will and boredom are intertwined in the memory of the past.
Before something beautiful happens, you must experience pain. Practicing day and night is a torment for me, and it is also a kind of exercise. From that day on, I began to treat the piano well.
I sit on the piano chair with a happy mood and infinite hope every day. I like the piano more and more, and there are more and more opportunities to perform, and the performance is getting better and better. "The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, time flies." I learned the piano in the fifth grade.
I have studied the piano, experienced setbacks, experienced joys and sorrows, and learned beautiful pains, all of which come from the piano.