Yesterday, after breakfast, I went to my brother's house to ask him to go with me to the calligraphy teacher's house to write brushstrokes.
Once I saw my brother, I was shocked, my brother's neck hanging a piece of white gauze, his right hand in a thick cast, the sleeve is broken in half, the right hand with gauze wrapped around the neck hanging, I wondered and asked: "Brother, what happened to you" my brother said: "Last night I skateboarding when I accidentally broke my hand. I broke my hand when I was skateboarding last night." Mom asked: "Luo Yike, then how do you eat, how to write homework ah" aunt also asked: "Luo Yike, how do you go to school in the future ah" brother heard left tears.
Children, we must pay attention to safety in general, to protect themselves, never like my brother was hurt, suffered a lot of pain, but also can not go to school normally.
2. Describe the characterization of the essay 200 wordsIt is fate that connects some people in the vast red dust with blood, and from then on they write their lives together with laughter and sweet and sour.
My father is a serious person, never say a soft word, for my father I am more in awe. Medium stature, looks very stout, even if it is again mischievous children see the father's calm demeanor can not help but have a little fear. Father out will not express my love, even if he paid a lot for it.
Once, I had a high fever, and even a little fuzzy consciousness, my father guarded me all night, when I woke up, looking at my father's eyes that are full of blood, the heart is full of ten thousand touched. The father saw me wake up did not say anything, slowly walked away.
A person who never says love, always does what loves you most
3. Characterization essay 200 wordsHe is a very mysterious person, if you do not go close to him, then you will never want to understand him. He is not too tall, not too short, very standard looking, analyzed white skin, pumpkin shaped face set with a pair of not bright and melancholy eyes that seem to be thinking about something. He was a good student because he was the former member of our class, and whenever I saw him, he would always be writing his homework, or just staring at the world, and no one would know what he was thinking about. He is so not noticed by others, he is introverted, do not love to talk, and will not socialize, the reason why he only has me a friend, he does not love to dedicate himself, not to mention the self-metaphors reluctant, it belongs to the kind of people who do not say will do, every test, he always get good grades, and others to congratulate him, he will grin at others reluctantly a smile, and then disappeared in the crowd. He loves to read martial arts novels, every day he will give me some stories out of reality, and also to set up with the martial arts move test and I "over the move" although he is only half a cat's kung fu triangle cat, but you see his seriousness, and punch action, but also like a teenage ranger. He is also a competitive person, every time we fight, it is always not the same, he is very aggressive, when fighting, he always use his hard nails to attack others, he called himself "dragon scratch tiger scratch" and try to try his moves, people, to ensure that obediently concede defeat. Every time in gym class, he was always alone in the school building, no one knew what he was doing, and even sometimes I, his best friend, did not know what he was doing. He was always the object of jokes, because of its white skin, and speak like a girl, so others called him "pussy" But I do not know why, he changed, his studies are deteriorating, and its study committee member's hat was removed, our friendship also began to deteriorate, we always joke before, the other party does not take revenge, but the other party does not take revenge, but our friendship also began to deteriorate. The other side are not counting revenge, but he is now, become small-minded, narrow-minded, hey ...... why would this be? Hopefully, our friendship will last for a long time
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4. Seek a character portrait depicting his brother's compositionAfter moving to the city, this is the first time I went home to my hometown.
As soon as I stepped on the familiar path, I remembered my brother, who had carried me on his back to play on this path since I was a toddler. The first time I saw the movie, I was in the middle of the movie.
Every time after school, no matter how late, I have to wait for my brother to come out of the classroom a piece of home.
Every time I got out of school, no matter how late it was, I would wait for my brother to come out of the classroom and go home.
I said, "Brother, it's raining so hard, don't go to school?" I said, "I don't want to go to school, right?" My brother took the umbrella while saying, "Is this rain scaring you? I'm not going to go to school in this rain." With that, he squatted down. I hesitantly asked: "You don't carry me ......" brother smiled and said: "You are still afraid that my brother can't carry you? Do not say so small, is to 60 years old, you are still not brother's little sister!" I laughed and obediently ambled on my brother's sturdy back.
The rain fell on the ground, splashing countless small blisters, the roadside wildflowers trembling in the wind and rain, the path is muddy. I held up my umbrella and crouched tightly on my brother's back.
My brother walked forward in the storm with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he said, "Put the umbrella back, your back is going to get wet." But as soon as I saw my brother's muddy feet and those soaked pant legs, I secretly moved my umbrella forward.
It was hard to get to the school, my brother put me down, and when he saw that my clothes were soaked, he said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to move the umbrella back?" "Then what do you do?" I replied pretending to be upset. Now, my brother is in high school.
I walked alone on this winding path, listening to the clattering sound of the roadside, I seemed to hear my brother's kind words again: "It is to 60 years old, you are still not my brother's little sister!" Ah, brother, what a good brother.
5. 求一篇人物肖描写哥哥的作文After moving to the city, this is the first time I went home to my hometown.
As soon as I stepped on the familiar path, I remembered my brother, who had carried me on this path to play since I was a toddler. The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one.
Every time after school, no matter how late, I have to wait for my brother to come out of the classroom a piece of home.
Every time I got out of school, no matter how late it was, I would wait for my brother to come out of the classroom and go home.
I said, "Brother, it's raining so hard, I'm not going to school, right?" I said, "I don't want to go to school, right?" My brother took the umbrella while saying, "Is this rain scaring you? I'm not going to go to school in this rain." With that, he squatted down. I hesitantly asked: "You don't carry me ......" brother smiled and said: "You are still afraid that my brother can't carry you? Do not say so small, is to 60 years old, you are still not brother's little sister!" I laughed and obediently ambled on my brother's sturdy back.
The rain fell on the ground, splashing countless small blisters, the roadside wildflowers trembling in the wind and rain, the path is muddy. I held up my umbrella and crouched tightly on my brother's back.
My brother walked forward in the storm with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he said, "Put the umbrella back, your back is going to get wet." But as soon as I saw my brother's muddy feet and those soaked pant legs, I secretly moved my umbrella forward.
It was hard to get to the school, my brother put me down, and when he saw that my clothes were soaked, he said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to move the umbrella back?" "Then what do you do?" I replied pretending to be upset. Now, my brother is in high school.
I walked alone on this winding path, listening to the clattering sound of the roadside, I seemed to hear my brother's kind words again: "It is to 60 years old, you are still not my brother's little sister!" Ah, brother, what a good brother.
6. Describe the appearance of the characters beautiful essay 200 wordsCharacterization of the wonderful fragments (youth) 1, the door opened, walked into a young letter carrier.
He was soaked to the skin, his pants legs were rolled up high, and he was covered with muddy water from his knees to his feet, as if he had just crawled up from the mud. He was holding a packet of mail wrapped in oilcloth, and couldn't wipe the rain from his face, saying to the people in the room, "The Children's Era is here!" 2, my sister is slim and strong-looking, a whole head taller than me.
She has a slightly longer neck, and when she annoys me, I call her "long strong deer". She had a sporty haircut and looked at you with eyes that twinkled as if she could talk.
3, this young man looks less than twenty years old, two curved eyebrows under a pair of clever eyes, a look know is a capable person. In a quite beautiful nose below, but a big mouth, born two thick lips.
People often say: "Thick-lipped people clumsy tongue." But he was articulate and talkative.
4, my brother's eyes are highly myopic, everywhere from the glasses, like a "blind man with open eyes", as long as his glasses off, in front of me, he is like a sheep as obedient. One afternoon, my brother wanted to wash his hair.
He ordered me to get him soap for water. I thought smugly: Humph! I'll give you a run for your money and then I'll rule you.
A little while later, my brother stretched his neck and lathered the soap all over his head and face. When I saw that the time had come, I quietly took my brother's basin away.
Brother rubbed after going to wash his hair, a cupped water, cupped an empty. He was busy looking for it, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the soap suds killed his eyes.
He was like a blind man groping for the road, touching the east and west, and easily touched up a towel, rubbed his eyes, but his eyes are still blurred, and went to look for his glasses. 5, and so she approached, I had the opportunity to carefully measure her: only to see her ear short hair, a pair of eyes big, the corner of the mouth with a smile.
Wearing a red dress, don't have the "Suzhou ten middle school" school micro. She said gently to me: "Little sister, sit on my car!" She said, she pushed the bicycle over.
6, the second brother is a seafood seller, he is all year round in the wind and rain, get up early in the morning and sleep late, very hard. He is not tall, and his looks are not too good, and sometimes he doesn't look like a good person, but he sells the goods down fast, and the vendors around him admire him.
7, the carriage, a tall girl, looking out of the window. She is sturdy and fit.
Slightly curly black hair gathered behind her head, tied into two locks, hanging lightly. The collar of her dark red sweatshirt quietly reveals her dark blue jacket.
It can be felt that the girl's body is full of youthful vigor and vigor. 8, my uncle twenty years old, is a dockworker, rectangular face, face black in red, tall, very strong, called people know at a glance is a strong young man.
9, in the old mother's left there is a beautiful and dignified girl, reclining in the chair. She had beautiful blonde hair and a big braid that trailed down her back.
A black dress accentuated her white and soft face. She was looking down at something in front of her, her eyes showing grief and concern.
The bandage in her hand was already rolled up, but she forgot to throw it into the basket. 10, This is a girl in her early twenties, with a round face moist, with very ruddy eyebrows, and slender eyes flashing with a straight, hot gaze; always smiling before she speaks, and with a laugh in her language, as if she were singing.
She walked with the weight of her body on the tips of her feet, always as if she were going to jump and fly. At a glance, you can see that she is an innocent and joyful girl, the strange thing is that her overly plain dress, and her character is very disproportionate, but also with those who love the beautiful reeling girl is very different: blue cloth cotton jacket, black tweed short coat, grass-green pants, the neck of the gauze scarf is white, tie pigtails of the head rope is a black woolen thread.
11, my brother just turned twenty years old, five big thick body, strong drum. Hair and black and hard, a root up erect, two thick eyebrows lined with a pair of big eyes, staring up at people like a small tiger.
Especially the pair of big feet, wearing 42 yards of sneakers, walk up to the stomping sound. 12, cousin just came, wearing a chequered shirt, patched a few patches, feet wearing a pair of white sandals stained with mud, walking and talking are not afraid to speak loudly, we all said she was rustic.
But now, we dare not say cousin. Look at her wearing a beautiful blouse, a pair of tight pants, a pair of shiny high-heeled shoes, wearing a glittering gold necklace on her neck, shoulder draped with long black hair, appearing to be generous.
Back home and talk and laugh, like living in honey.
She is always smiling, a moment clearly reported the name of the station, a moment quickly point money, tickets, patiently answering all kinds of questions raised by foreign passengers. Her warm, kind words filled the compartment with spring, which warmed the hearts of every passenger.
14, Sunday, I went to line up to buy rice. In front of me is a young man, he is not fat, but also fit enough.
Round face, two thin eyebrows, a pair of large eyes, with a slightly smaller nose, but also proportional. It's just that the lips are a little thicker, like an African.
15, brother is only in his twenties, a head of black hair, medium size, well-proportioned body. He can't say he's pretty, but he has decent features, and you can see in his eyes that he's an intelligent and energetic young man.
He gave people the feeling of quietness and kindness, and there was a childlike childishness in his face. 16, My brother drove a tractor in our village farm team.
He was tall! The body is very stout, the black and red face has a block of scars, whenever I lift my head and see these scars, my mind came to the moving story described to me by a tractor driver ...... 17, my sister is eighteen or nineteen years old. As a result of running and anxiety, the round face oozed beads of sweat, as if a dew-stained ripe apple.
Her two eyes like black gems, bright crystal, shining with intelligence, wisdom, vivacity and perseverance of the light; show long eyelashes, as if clear lake water next to the dense forest, giving a deep and mysterious feeling. Long black hair, that is, soft and slender, with the river wind in the back of the head fluttering.
18, at this time, a tall young man hurriedly ran towards the steel mouth. He wore a duck-tongued cap on his head, with a pair of blue eyes hanging in front of the duck tongue.
7. Seek classic characterization 200 wordsBrother's eyes highly myopic, everywhere from the glasses, like a "blind man", as long as his glasses off, in front of me he was like a sheep as obedient.
One afternoon, my brother wanted to wash his hair. He instructed me to get him soap for the water.
I thought smugly: Humph! I'll give you a run for your money and then I'll rule you. A moment later, my brother stretched his neck and lathered the soap all over his head and face.
I saw that the time had come, so I quietly took my brother's basin away. My brother went to wash his hair after scrubbing, and took a cupped handful of water.
He was busy looking for it, but as soon as he opened his eyes, the soap suds killed him. He was like a blind man groping for the road, touching the east and west, and easily touched up a towel, and wiped his eyes, but his eyes were still blurred, and he went to look for his glasses.
8. My most familiar person, brother 200 words essay how to writeThis is a lovely, serious him. Do you like it? I have a familiar classmate, he is a little boy, 12 years old, one meter eighty-four . In the Liberation Road Experimental Primary School, he has an oval head, dark skin shiny, curved willow leaf eyebrows under a pair of big bright eyes, high nose under a big mouth that can speak to, there are two small red dimples on his face, like two red apples hanging in the face, a slight smile reveals two rows of neat teeth. His name is Wang Zhengwei. His hobby is swimming, once in the water, he feels like a small fish, free and comfortable. Although he says he sometimes drinks a few sips of water, he is still very happy. Weekly swimming lessons are the happiest time for him. He is also very serious about his studies. Every time the teacher raises a question in the classroom, he is active in speaking, usually homework, he can seriously complete: not know the topic of their own brains, never copy others, his beautiful, neat words, often praised by the teacher! I remember one time after class, I want to play with him, and he was still reading seriously, I said: "What are you looking at, play together!" I said, "What are you looking at, let's play together!" He was still reading seriously! That's a cute, serious guy. Do you like it?
9. 200 words about the character action description of the composition1, a group of Dai girls walked slowly, carrying a small spinning wheel on their shoulders, carrying a small lantern in their hands, and tightly dragging the tube skirt in the wind swaying.
Their figures are so slim, their gait is so light and generous, as if a group of beautiful fairies from the sky. 2, see the people on the ice rink, shuttle general skating to and fro, my heart stirred, but also hurried to change into ice skates, on the field to go.
The first few steps, more or less some rusty feeling, after a few turns, back to normal. I skated forward again, turning left and right, stopping violently, skating backwards ...... a kid about my age, as I did when I first entered the rink, he stumbled, a heel; wobbly, a *** squat.
3, crossroads there is an old woman, slightly hunchbacked, fat body, struggling to play the umbrella in the open road difficult to walk. The gusty wind and heavy rain came, she bowed forward vigorously, grasping the umbrella, one step forward, half a step back, staggering forward.
4 Her smile was fixed in the glazed morning light, pale and sweet smile, flooded with a faint sadness ~ 5 She strained to look up at him, quietly smiling, her eyes have ninety-nine points of tenderness, and one point of resentment. But that one point of resentment is also like the lost candy of childhood, raw to the end, but also still sweet.6 Her smile finally relieved of the pain, and became pure and transparent, as if she had returned to the cardamom years when she first met.
7 She loved to sit high up in the air, *** with her slender feet hanging in the air, letting the soft wind blow over her feet and feeling the pleasant coolness.8 There was sadness in those eyes, anger, bitter regret, and deep disappointment.
But finally, the eyes turned cold, cold in the face of strangers.9 As the moon set and the sun rose, she did not move until the night wind had dried the tears on her face and the last trace of warmth in her body, before she finally collapsed in the cold lake water.
10 He often looked like this for a day, not moving a muscle until the stars rose in the sky and illuminated his eyes. When the stars disappear, the sun first Shu its dazzling light, he is still motionless, but then his eyes, will reveal an indescribable pain and vicissitudes.
11 He raised his head, and saw that in the depths of the golden light, an extremely beautiful face was smiling at him.12 A flash of furious horror flashed across the stunningly beautiful face, and the eyes of Cimmerian beauty became ruthless in an instant.
13 Cui'er is here near and far in the mountains in the famous handsome girl, days of rain and sunshine, is not withered, sunshine is not black, the face plate white and clean, eyebrows and eyes clear and bright. A smile, mouth like a quiet moon, speak, sound like a yellow warbler playing hoof.
14 He maintained the appearance of full courtesy, awake speech secretly but pricked up his ears, pay attention to listen to the sea breeze from the far away from the sound of the wind, because, lately his more and more keen sense of spirit tells himself, tonight is likely to have a very unusual things happen - 15 their long silver hair in the wind spread They were like a tangle of white lotus, rootless and blossoming in the depths of the Divine Mountain. A handful of peach blossoms drifted down from their hands, like scattered sky flowers raining down.
1, "Dream of Red Mansions" Wang Xifeng: a word is not yet finished, only to hear someone laughing in the backyard, said: "I'm late, did not meet the guests!" Daiyu nahan said: "these people are all convergence of sound and breath, respectful and strict so, this is who is coming, such a ridiculous rudeness?" When she thought about it, she saw a group of daughter-in-laws and maids surrounded by a person coming in from the back door of the room. This person is dressed differently from all the girls, colorful embroidery brilliant, as if the Goddess of Fairy: head wearing a gold silk eight treasures save beads chignon, with a sunrise five phoenixes hanging beads hairpin, wearing a red gold chi dragon celluloid necklace ring, skirt tied with bean green tapestry, double balance than the eye rose pei, wearing a gold butterfly in red satin narrow side seam, outside the cover of colorful engraved silk Shiqing silver mouse coat, under the jadeite flower crepe skirt. A pair of phoenix triangular eyes, two curved willow leaf eyebrow, slim, physical fitness ***, pink face with spring Wei not show, Dan lips did not start to smell the first smile. 2, Notre Dame de Paris, Gazimodo: Sure enough, at this time from the round hole of the petal lattice window protrudes that strange face, colorful, wonderful. Carnival inspired the public's imagination, what is considered the most ideal grotesque face, they have a spectrum in mind, but so far from the window hole drilled out of the pentagonal, hexagonal, irregularly shaped face, can not satisfy their requirements, then suddenly appeared a marvelous and incomparable ugly face, the whole audience were dazzled, a move to win the first prize is nine out of ten.
Copernicus himself applauded and applauded; Klopan Truyf took part in the contest, and his face, which can be said to be as ugly as it is, had to bow to it. We, too, were ashamed of ourselves.
We do not wish here to describe to the beholder the tetrahedral nose, the horseshoe-shaped mouth, the tiny left eye clogged by a thatch of brown eyebrows, the right eye completely covered by a large tumor, the upper and lower rows of mutilated, castle-pallet-like teeth in disarray, the pulp-stained lips with an ivory incisor, the forked chin, and especially the face that enveloped it all. and, above all, the expression which overshadowed it all, a mixture of cunning, consternation, and sadness. If it is possible, I would ask you to think of it all together! The room cheered in unison.
There was a rush to the chapel, and someone carried the mad pope of True Blessedness out, high in the air. At this point, everyone took a look, surprised beyond words, sigh: it turned out that this strange look is his true face! More appropriately, his whole person is a strange face.
A big head, reddish-brown hair up; between the two shoulders shrugged a large hunchback, with its counterpart in front of the chicken chest bulging; thighs and calves, seven twisted and eight crooked, not a posture, between the two legs, only the knee can be barely together, from the front, like two crescent-shaped scythes, only the handle of the knife to join together; a wide foot, a huge immense palms; and such a monstrous body. A deformed body, but has a kind of indescribable terrible physique: energetic, athletic, agile, extraordinary courage. Strength and beauty come from harmony, this is the eternal law, but this was the exception, the exception that was so strange! This is the Pope whom the fanatics have just chosen.
3, "Resurrection" Maslova: The woman's feet in linen socks, jacket prisoners wear cotton shoes, head tied a piece of white headscarf, apparently intended to let a few locks of dark curls from the headscarf exposed. Her face was unusually pale, as if she were a sprout of potatoes stored in a cellar.
That's a common problem for people who have been in prison for a long time.