One day, the little monkey went to play with its good friend, the little white rabbit.
When he got to the little rabbit's house, he saw the little white rabbit sitting in front of the window thinking about something, the little monkey was curious and asked, "Little white rabbit, what are you doing?" The white rabbit said, "I am writing an essay, I want to be a writer." When the little monkey heard this, he thought, "I'll learn to write essays too, maybe I can be a writer in the future! So he began to learn to write with the rabbit.
Writing, the monkey suddenly heard a trumpet sound, the sound is crisp and pleasant, really good. The monkey thought to himself, "It's so hard to write an essay, why don't I learn how to play the trumpet?
So the monkey followed the sound of the trumpet to the bear and began to learn how to play the trumpet again. Just as the monkey was blowing seriously, a figure flashed past in front of it, and the monkey looked at it, and it turned out to be a deer learning how to run. The monkey decided to learn how to run with the deer again, but it didn't run for long, and then it felt that it was too hard and too tired, and it didn't want to learn any more.
In the end, the white rabbit became a great writer and wrote beautiful articles; the bear became a musician and played beautiful music; the deer became a sportsman; and the monkey did not learn anything. It seems that those who are afraid of difficulties and cannot persevere to the end will not learn anything.
2. Elementary school 300 words to make up fairy tale essay
Cat mother is sick, the little kitten braved the sky snow to catch a few fish, ready to go back to his mother to do a good meal.
Little Flower Cat was walking in a hurry, suddenly, a fox ran up from behind, panting and said:
"
Cat old brother, not good
anymore, your good friend little white rabbit is sick, he has a fever and wants to eat a fish."
The tabby cat was just about to give the fish to the fox, when he suddenly shrank
back,
and said to the fox,
"
You're lying!
The bunny doesn't eat fish at all!
"
When the fox saw that one plan did not work,
his eyes rolled back in his head,
and he came up with another plan;
"
"
Heh heh, Cat, here's what happened; Rabbit was sick and couldn't eat a thing, so I gave
him the best of the vegetables that I had in my stash. >
him to eat, while I was starving myself."
And the little flower cat said in her heart:
"
Hmph! What a tiger hanging a rosary
--
False compassion! Yes, why don't I
Why don't I do him a favor!
"
With that in mind, the kitten said:
"
Brother Fox, would you like to eat a fish? This fish of mine is top little top
little
--
because my tail is short and thin."
Looking at the fox's puzzled look, the kitten went on;
"
Just to the east
in the creek, people smash a hole in the ice to catch fish, and when you stick your tail in, the fish naturally nibbles on the tip of your tail.
Your tail
is long and thick, and you can catch three at a time. But be patient, or you won't catch any fish."
"
You're lying to me."
"
Don't believe the pull
down!
"
After saying that, Little Flower Cat turned her head and left.
The fox came to the river and stuck his tail in his hole. At that moment, the sky changed and a northwest wind blew, and the fox's tail froze. As night fell, the fox tried to lift his tail out, but couldn't do it. He then realized that he had fallen for the tricks of the kitten.
3. Fairy tale composition for elementary school students (150 words or so)Fairy tale composition 150 words: love beautiful piggy piggy home today, in the shoe rack saw a pair of brand-new sneakers, which is a piggy has long wanted to style, tomorrow's soccer game can be used.
The next morning, the pig is wearing new shoes to go to school, mom stopped and said: baby, this shoe seems a little big, you play football today, or wear yesterday's shoes. It's not too big, it's not too big, you see, it's not too big at all.
The piggy back said also walked a few steps. Mom was not assured, put her hand into the piglet's heel, said: is a little big.
But the little pig must wear, mom had no choice but to go with the little pig, and again and again instructed the little pig: shoelaces must be tied tightly. Piggy so happy to go to school, along the way, encountered its classmates, piglets have to show its new shoes, classmates are showing envy.
On the field, the students surrounded the pig in the center, to see its new shoes, the pig's heart is like drinking honey like sweet. But on the field, the pig can not be so comfortable, did not run a few steps, the shoelace is loose, shooting, others thought the pig will come to a beautiful shot, but the pig's shoes are too big, the ball did not go into the goal, the shoes fell into the answer, the onlookers watched, laughed back and forth, the pig's face is red.
4. Primary school students essay fairy tale world four hundred wordsI am sitting on the desk to read "Fairy Tale Kingdom", unknowingly into the dreamland.
I was a little cold, opened my eyes and looked around, surrounded by darkness, over there, the sun is a little shy, only a little face. I was a bit scared to face this unfamiliar everything.
I suddenly realized that I became a lark, I flapped my wings to the sky, I in order to make myself not afraid, then sang, my heavenly voice so that all the animals are staring at me, there is a snow geese disdainfully said: "What is it, humph!" But the ugly duckling didn't think so, he said: "You sing so beautifully, what is your name?" I thought: I can not say my real name.
I thought about it left and right, and finally came up with a good name, and said to the ugly duckling, "My name is Dot, and yours?" "Greenie, my name is Greenie." Qing'er shouted loudly, said, I will fly to the sky, saw the dinosaur family, Tyrannosaurus rex is feeding, everyone can suffer, everyone is helpless, had to run without stopping, I saw the Tyrannosaurus rex finished feeding, I was relieved, I found the tiger to discuss how to stop the Tyrannosaurus rex, then, I thought of a good way.
We found so the animals I said to everyone: "everyone please be quiet, listen to me, T. rex devoured so many of our animals, I and the tiger big brother thought of a plan, T. rex stay here, we will move to the southern hemisphere of the earth to go, so that T. rex will not devour us, and they can only rely on the eating of vegetables to maintain their livelihoods, so that we can live in peace. live in peace, everyone who is willing to come and sign up!!!" "I want to go" "I want to go" The shouts of each animal are getting louder and louder~~ "Jingle bells--" Mom is calling me to eat it, I looked at the Fairy Tale Kingdom and smiled .......
5. language fairy tale how to write 3 hundred and fifty write about1. There is a goat is eating grass on the grass with great relish.
Suddenly, a lion pounced on the goat, revealing its sharp teeth and staring at the goat with hunger. But the goat was smart and nimble, and it calmed down immediately.
It thought for a moment and turned to the lion and said, "I have eaten ten elephants and thirty tigers, and none of them tasted to my liking. I wonder how lion meat is."
The lion heard and ran away, all the way wildly. On the way, it bumped into the wolf, who asked it, "What are you going to do in such a panic, big brother lion?" The lion said: "escape ah!" The wolf was very strange to ask: "Hey, usually you are chasing others, when changed to others chasing you ah?" The lion said, "There's a super scary goat that has eaten ten elephants and thirty tigers, and now it's coming to eat me.
You, better run for your life too, or it will come and eat you too." When the wolf heard this, he laughed and replied, "Brother Lion, you have fallen for its trick! It ah, not at all as powerful as you say.
The goat is not a carnivore, otherwise, why eat those very difficult to eat grass? Usually it is us wolves eat it. It even we can not beat, but also can beat you lion? You think, that is impossible!" The lion was skeptical and asked, "Really?" The wolf replied, "Yes, I dare not lie to you.
If you don't believe me, let's go back to the goat." The wolf walked ahead, and the lion followed closely behind the wolf, afraid that the wolf would lie to him.
When they got to the goat, the goat saw them both and said, "Old wolf, I told you to bring thirty lions, but you're too stupid to bring just one, not enough for me to stuff my teeth." When the lion heard this, he said, "Oh, I have been deceived by your cunning old wolf.
He immediately pounced on the wolf and ate it. After a few more days, the lion came back to trouble the goat.
But as soon as it remembered what the goat had said, it didn't dare to anger the goat, so it hid on the side and watched the goat secretly. Unexpectedly, the clever goat was prepared, it early in their own quietly dug around a trap, there are many more thorns below.
The goat eyes a turn, have an idea, it said to himself: "These days I was seriously injured, my hand was bitten by the tiger, the lion can not come ah." The lion was so happy to hear this that he jumped out from behind the rock, "Haha, you're in for a treat!" The lion lunged at the goat with open teeth and claws.
Only heard the "tom-tom" sound, just fell into the goat dug the trap. The lion was stabbed.
From then on, the goat lived a happy life. 2, people say, the birdcage can not have a bird that longs for freedom, because the bird will be lost because of the freedom of depression; and those who do not go to the bird, their will and the desire for freedom are worn out by time.
People also say that the cage is impossible to let go of the bird, because if he let go of the bird on his own, then he will lose the value of existence, and then go. So many bird cages will watch a bird go in the middle of the cage without doing anything about it, accepting everything silently with a heart as iron as its appearance, and then ushering in a sparrow or a nightingale with a vivid life.
I, too, am a birdcage trapped in destiny. I had just been bought into my owner's home and was hung up and put into a bird.
What a beautiful bird: cherry-colored beak, black eyes, claws like fire; light yellow feathers on the head, with a brown neck ring around the collar, a purple cape on the body, orange and yellow feathers on the wings, and light blue in the tail hairs that are a light green; the smooth feathers glittered with a fascinating halo in the sun. It was truly a creature of heaven.
But she, like all birds, thinks back all the time to the forest where she grew up, and longs for the blue sky and white clouds. She was among me, not eating, not drinking.
Just looking into the distance, the black pupil, full of sadness. The original beautiful feathers also lost their original luster due to the thinness, and were listlessly attached to her body.
She had obviously lost weight. Two days later, she began to attack me: pecking me with her beak, kicking me, and even head-butting me.
I felt no pain because I am made of iron. When I saw blood oozing out of her head, I couldn't help but ask, "You, did it hurt? She froze for a moment and ignored me, just continued to hit me with her head.
I knew that she hated me. After another day, she started to eat, and I don't know if she was too hungry or just gave up resisting.
But again, it was good after all, she could not help it. Then she told me where she used to live.
The azure sky was spotless, not clouded by the leaden dust of civilization. White clouds lie leisurely in the sky, and under that blue sky is an endless forest of emerald green; the winding river in the forest is as clear as nothing; fish of all colors swim around in the water.
On land, sheep grazed on the grass, casually, and also ate the small wildflowers that gave off a lavender fragrance; by the river cows were drinking; dogs were playing with their reflections in the water. The birds in the sky were weaving from tree to tree and messing around on the branches again.
In the morning she sang in the air with her companions, looking for worms to eat by the way. At noon, in the woods, they weave and play hide-and-seek together, while at night they go home to bed.
Sometimes they go out to explore new worlds, and sometimes they quarrel with other birds at home, but how free and happy it all is! I kept asking her to tell me about her old life, and I kept fantasizing about an animal paradise far away. Constantly thinking, I wanted so much to fly to that faraway place.
I don't know if I was selfish, wishful thinking to find her to talk, let her depict that faraway jungle. In fact, she did not know that I wanted so much to let her go, but I could not.
I had thought that her will for freedom had worn off and she had gotten used to the caged life. In fact, I didn't realize the jealousy and sadness in her eyes whenever she looked into the distance or saw the green birds flying in the sky.
Once, I was shocked by her behavior: I saw the hatred in her eyes when the humans came over and caught her out to play with her. She, in fact, pecked the human's hand hard with her cherry-colored beak.
She broke free and flew around the middle of the vast room, unable to find an exit. Eventually, she was caught and released into my body.
I saw the hatred and exhaustion in her eyes, and the tears that glistened in the corners of her eyes. It turned out that her will to be free was still strong.
Finally, I made a decision: to let her go. When I told her of this decision, she had been dark double.
6. Elementary school fifth grade fairy tale essayThe Snowman Who Doesn't Want to Melt My latest writing (maybe a little longer) The Snowman Who Doesn't Want to Melt Winter, came silently.
The cold wind blew wantonly, goose feather-like snow also drifted down, the earth turned into a powdery world The snow gradually stopped, the children began to be active, in groups of three to five to play in the snow. Some of them are playing snowball fights with their partners, and some of them are boldly skiing on the slopes.
Only one little girl, her back to a smiling face, alone under the pine tree snowman. Without the help of her companions, she was struggling to build a snowman, and in the snowy weather, beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.
A snowman as high as her head was piled up, the corner of the little girl's mouth raised a smile, a small dimple appeared faintly on the frozen red face. "Ee-er! Home!" The little girl's mom shouted from the doorway.
The little girl named Qi'er pleaded, "Mom, it's not easy to get a snowfall, let me play a little longer, okay? Mom ......" "No!" Mom said, "Get your ass back here!" "Mom, just let me play for five minutes ......" "Ugh, okay." Mom couldn't argue with her, so she said with a sigh.
Chelle's little heart was joyful again, and she put her pink fluffy scarf around the snowman. She said to the snowman, "Snowman ah, I can only play with you for five minutes only, because my mother wants me to do many, many practice problems ah, fast running out of time to play ...... you don't go oh, next winter when it snows, I will come to play with you under the pine tree."
Then she pointed to the white house not far away and said, "Snowman ah, that's my home, if you feel bored, come to my house, but do not let mom find oh! Just knock on the third window when you want to come, that's the window of my room ......" "Eeee! What are you muttering at the snowman for? Go home! Mommy got you another set of papers, come home and do them, and when you're done I'll take you out to play, okay?" Mom yelled again at the door at the top of her voice. "Got it, mom!" Qier wrote her name on the snowman's big belly, "Snowman, my name is Qier, don't forget me!" Then Eele took one step back and watched the snowman go home.
The snowman stood alone under the pine tree, looking up at the sky. Off to the side, the pine tree sighed and said, "What a shame!" The snowman raised his head and asked, "Grandpa Pine, why do you say it's a pity? Cherry will come back to play with me next year!" The pine tree shook the snowflakes on his head and said, "That's impossible, the snowman will melt as soon as spring comes.
That means it's impossible for you to see Qier next winter." "What should I do then? Grandpa Pine, help me!" The snowman frowned and asked anxiously, "Then is there a way to keep me from melting? I want to play with Cherry all the time!" Grandpa Pine Tree lightened the mood and said, "Then you'll just have to beg for spring not to come!" The snowman tilted his head and thought for a while, "Right, if spring doesn't come, I won't have to melt! It shouted to the sun, "Uncle Sun, can you make spring not come?" The sun squinted and looked down, but it turned out to be a snowman shouting at it.
Stroked its white beard and said, "Oh, boy, this can not be oh! If spring doesn't come, what will all the things in the world do?" "But when spring comes, I'll have to melt! Elaine said she would come back to play with me next winter, so how could I possibly miss my appointment?" The snowman wanted to cry bitterly, but he couldn't, because he was only a snowman. The snowman looked sadly at the third window of the white house, it wanted to look for Qier's figure, but it was too far away to be blurred.
Why is the snowman's life so short? Why is its friendship with Qi'er going to end so soon? Why is fate so unfair ...... Spring lifted the skirt feet, with a light step, gradually approaching the earth. The weather also began to become warmer, the snowman began to feel a change in the body: it is thinner than before a big circle.
The snowman knows very well that spring is coming, and he will never see Cherry again. It is very anxious, looking forward to the sudden arrival of Qier, to see it one last time, it has a bellyful of words to say to Qier ...... However, Qier has not yet arrived, the snowman has shrunk smaller and smaller, almost into a puddle of water, it is in the heart over and over again to say goodbye to all of us: Farewell, dear Qier; Farewell, dear grandpa pines; Farewell, all of our friends! ...... It looked around reluctantly.
Gradually, the snowman melted into a puddle of clear But, to its surprise, it did not leave the world, the body seems to be held up by what, has been rising. How is it still on earth? It floated in the air, and turned into a white cloud.
The snowman suddenly understood: spring came, it melted, but into a puddle of water, evaporated by the sun into small drops of water, cohesion into a white cloud. "Mom! Quickly look! How did that cloud conjure up my name?" Eele said, shaking her mother's hand.
The cloud was none other than the Snowman, who gently floated over Eele's head and watched Eele with a smile .......
7. Fairy Tale Essay for 4th Grade PupilsFlying Turtle In a big, dense forest, there lived a turtle named Woo Woo.
One day, "Woo-woo" went out for a walk, and it looked up at the sky, thinking: If I could fly, how nice it would be! At this time, the sky appeared two beautiful and clean white swans. "Woo Woo" said happily; "Beautiful swan sister, can you take me to play in the sky for a while?" A white swan said proudly, "You shrinking turtle, you are so dirty, if you dirty my new clothes, how can I explain to my dear prince!" After saying that, with pride, he went on a date with his prince.
"Oooh," drooped his head and went home. Then, after a shower, he went to bed.
The next day, Woo Woo was basking in the sun when he saw a bird singing in a tree. So, it went to the bird, (know how to be polite, said: "bird brother, can you take me to the sky to play ah?" The bird said, "Brother turtle, sorry, you are too heavy, I can not carry you ah."
After saying this, he sang and flew away. "Oooh" perseverance, it and looked for geese, swallows, sparrows ...... all kinds of birds, but still can not realize the dream of flying.
Finally, one day, a small elf passed by, saw "woo-woo", said to it: "Hello! I've heard your story, and I'm impressed by your persistence. So I'm going to give you a pair of wings. If you want to go up to the sky to play, you press the red button; if you want to return to the mainland, you press the blue button.
Try it now!" "Wooo" said excitedly, "Thank you!" Then with a flap of his wings, he flew into the sky. From then on, "Woo-woo" traveled between the sky and the land, and met all the birds, even the swan, which was always arrogant, became its good friend.
8. Fairy tale composition (third grade)Green's fairy tale "Cinderella", was adapted into a movie, was adapted into a play, in a variety of art forms continue to move people, and the object of being moved is not only the children.
Hans Christian Andersen's The Girl Who Sold Matches is thin in comparison, not only in terms of plot, but also in terms of the connotations it gives people. The story of Cinderella, more and hidden in the deepest heart of every person's good wishes **** Ming.
Thus, it is more charming. The stepmother does not know how to cherish her because she still has her own two biological daughters to cherish.
She is a mother, she has mother's love, but her mother's love is too selfish, all the love is on the biological daughters. The two sisters brought by their stepmother don't know how to cherish Cinderella, maybe their selfishness is influenced by their selfish mother.
They stripped Cinderella of her beautiful clothes and used her as a maid. Her own father is afraid to cherish Cinderella, and his cowardice encourages the old witch and her daughter to abuse Cinderella with abandon.
Cinderella didn't get love, but Cinderella cherished her love, and didn't become venomous because others couldn't give her love. She used her that love on her mother's confidences, she used her love on her interactions with the birds, on the beautiful large hazel tree ...... More importantly, she did not give up the pursuit of beauty because of her situation.
How many people will sink because of the situation, no longer have any courage to pursue. But Cinderella didn't.
When she heard the news of the ball held by the prince, she was in the help of the birds, despite the obstruction of the stepmother, to participate in the ball, and was immediately noticed by the prince ...... birds helped her, the big hazelnut tree to help her, if there is no Cinderella's previous love for them at this moment they will help Cinderella? It turns out that to show love to others is actually to show love to yourself is to cherish yourself! The story of Cinderella touches us. Does the story of Cinderella inspire us? Cherish our love, don't call it dead, don't care how others treat us.
Cherish our dreams, don't care how hard it is for us at this moment. Then you too will allow yourself to fulfill a new version of the Cinderella story.