Warm love
Love, do not need dazzling stars to do embellishment; nor do they need tall and lush trees to do decoration; and even more do not need delicate flowers to do the background. Warmth, is a more simple word, but it is because of love, the world will have true feelings, will be touched.
My grandmother, is a person of strong principles. She wore simple, do not like spacious and bright big house, like down-to-earth comfortable small house, grandma all the time for their own children, frugal, since childhood, I as a treasure like pain, my care is meticulous. Grandma loves me, and I love my grandmother.
Grandma went to bed early and got up early every day, plus she was old and had limited energy, so going to bed early and getting up early was a task that had to be accomplished every day. However, since I started junior high school, I have been arriving home at 9:00 p.m. every day, but what is different from the past is the weak light in the kitchen of my grandmother's house. Every time I walked up the stairs, I could see a ray of light reflecting on the wall, and realized that the door of my grandmother's house was open a crack. I knew that it was Grandma waiting for me to come home. Through the crack, I saw that my grandmother was sitting on the sofa, and under the illumination of the light, she had a head of silver hair that was blindingly white. Grandma's bone-thin body looked so weak and tired. Grandma was dozing off, I did not have the heart to disturb her, walked up the stairs alone. The only thing left behind is a round of bright moon, and the reflection of the moon under the elongated.
When I washed up, ready to go to sleep, suddenly heard the sound of the door, with the footsteps from light to loud, it turned out to be grandma! Grandma's bowl in her hand is smoking hot. Grandma handed me the bowl, which turned out to be a bowl full of eggs. Grandma told me to drink it while it was still hot. At that moment, a warm current flowed through my heart, and I couldn't tell if it was because of grandma's words and actions that moved me, or because of the steaming bowl of eggs. I looked at my grandmother, heard her rapid breathing, and saw the wrinkles on her face and the gray hair blown by the wind....... My vision slowly blurred, but fortunately, the heat of the eggs covered the tears in my eyes. I drank the bowl of eggs without a drop left, with infinite love, and handed the empty bowl to my grandmother, who looked at me kindly, the tip of my nose and cheeks reddened by the wind made me feel that I was really so happy, so happy ...... Grandma soothed me to sleep, and left silently. I looked at the gentle moonlight outside the beaded curtain, how bright, how pure. Forced to hold back the tears in the uncontrollable, across my face, finally, fell ......
That is a bowl of ordinary eggs, but, but contains the grandmother's warm love for me; that is an empty bowl, but contains a granddaughter to the grandmother's endless love.
My heart is so burning, as if the fire is burning, how can not calm down. Perhaps, this is the warmth ......
Love, in fact, is in everyone's side, it is silent, but will make you feel warm, with love to warm others! You will feel warmer
2. Essay with psychological description detail descriptionI felt very uneasy, and my anger was all gone.
I regretted not doing that. Cleti was a good man, he would never have done it on purpose.
I remembered the time I went to his house and he helped my parents with their work and served my sick mother. And when he came to our house, we welcomed him with all our hearts, and my father liked him so much.
Ah, if only I hadn't scolded him and done him wrong! I remembered my father's words, "You should admit your faults". But I felt ashamed to admit my mistake to him.
I peeked at him out of the corner of my eye, and saw that the stitching on the shoulders of his jacket was open, probably because he was carrying too much firewood.
I kept saying in my heart, "God, please help me! I will never listen to a tape recorder, watch TV, or play video games again! I blame myself for thinking about playing video games, and the day before the exam, I also took advantage of my parents are not at home to watch an hour of television.
Teacher ah, mercy, mercy, I will certainly listen well in class, do not let me fail ah! I used a little trembling hand to lift the test paper, a bright red "4" into my eyes, my hand shook, the test paper closed again. I gritted my teeth, put my hand under the test paper, and turned it over with great force. With a "pop", I saw my score - 48, a pitiful "48". "I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you, and I was so happy to see you.
It was as if I saw the teacher's face full of anger, as if I heard my parents' sad sighs and the ridicule of the bystanders. I am so remorseful, so sad ah! The streetlights are on.
My heart thumped: Oh no, this time it's late again. I panicked and ran towards home.
Along the way, my father's stern eyes behind his black-rimmed glasses appeared in front of me from time to time. My heart was immediately uneasy, seven up and seven down.
I ran all the way, and I couldn't stop complaining to myself: a few days ago, my dad just said that I should go straight home after school and not play elsewhere. But I just insisted on three days, and then I forgot again.
This time, my father will be particularly angry, maybe even beat me! At this point, I slowed down, what to do? Now there is only one way, that is to admit the mistake to Dad, ask him to forgive. When I thought of this, I accelerated the speed of my feet and ran towards home at a fast pace.
I felt very uneasy and my anger was all gone. I regretted that I shouldn't have done that.
Cleti was a good man, he would never have done it on purpose. I remembered the time I went to his house and he helped his parents with their work and his sick mother.
And when he came to our house, the whole family welcomed him with all their hearts, and father liked him so much. I was so happy that I didn't scold him, and that I didn't do anything wrong to him! I remembered my father's words, "You should recognize your mistakes and admit them".
But I felt ashamed to admit my mistake to him.
When I think of this, I think Claytie is very cute, and I secretly say "go to him and admit your fault", but I can't say the words "please forgive me".
3. a write for the content of the action description of the psychological description of the composition of six hundred wordsRemember a time when the red-hot sun baked the earth, the eyes were sunlight piercing the eyes, the road pedestrians in a hurry to walk on the street.
An old man selling cold drinks was sweating and pushing a cold drink cart on the street, but no one came to buy his cold drinks. I was puzzled, so I went up to buy a cup of cold drinks, tasted, tasted good, but why no one to buy it? I said to the old man, "You should go to the stadium or the square to sell ah, here less people, not good."
The old man's eyes were cloudy, slowly said: "children ah, you are too young, do not understand the world." The old man has some crystals in his eyes.
The old man blinked and pushed the cold drink cart to continue hawking. The next day, I went to have breakfast, and I ran into the same old man from yesterday, who was still selling cold drinks at the same place.
I ran over and asked the old man, "Why are you still here?
I ran over and asked the old man, "Why are you still here? There are many people there, there must be someone to buy your cold drinks." "It's you again! Child, thank you for your concern! You'll understand the truth in this world when you grow up later."
The old man smiled meaningfully and continued to push the cart away. Looking at the old man's back, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart.
What is going on here? Curiosity drove me to Daxi Square. A round of sunrise reflected in the square, the square, people come and go, all kinds of shouting.
In the southeast corner of the square, there are several stalls selling cold drinks. I hurriedly walked toward one of the stalls.
The owner of the stall, a middle-aged man with only a right hand, enthusiastically peddled to me, "Little friend, have a cold drink." "Uncle, do you have many people selling cold drinks here?" I asked sharply.
The owner of the stall froze and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" "Nothing, I'm just asking." I lied.
The vendor replied enthusiastically, "There are about ten stalls, but they are all owned by disabled people like me." "Can other people come here and sell cold drinks?" I asked eagerly.
The stallholder smiled and said, "Of course they can, but they won't come and compete with us disabled people for business." At this moment, it dawned on me that I seemed to understand a lot of things.
Looking up at the rising sun, I felt that everything in the world had become so beautiful.
4. Composition: writing (grasp language, action, gesture, psychological description and other details of the characterization,Hello At first glance, she is quite tall, very good figure, not fat or thin, is a piece of material for dancing.
A closer look, she kept her short hair on her ears, and her head was always clipped with two hairpins on the left and right, and her hair was tightly gathered behind her ears, revealing a smooth, white face. Her eyes are not big, thin and long, but very bright, a smile becomes two slits.
Her nose is slightly upturned, giving her a playful feeling and making her look very cute. Her usual favorite thing to wear is a dress with white flowers on a blue background, with a wide and big hemline.
When she ran, the dress flew up like a flower butterfly. 1. He was about thirteen or fourteen years old.
A small, dark, fat face was embedded with a sharp, pointed nose. Long hair, long time not cut.
Thick eyebrows under the flash of a pair of big eyes, black eyeballs quite divine turn around.
3, Cuile is here in the mountains near and far the famous handsome girl, days of rain and sunshine, is not withered, not black, face plate white and clean, eyes clear and bright. A smile, mouth like a quiet moon, speak, sound like a yellow warbler playing hoof.
4, a garden door, there is a boy stuck on me. He was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a red undershirt and blue shorts, with a drooping belt; he was covered with dirt, like a little landlord.
The hairy little flat head, set against a fair little round face, reminded me of a dandelion. He swung around in front of me and behind me like a moth to a flame, craning his neck to see my magenta.
5, this came, but scared I jumped, tilted his head to see, a twelve, three-year-old girl, sitting high on a tree branch, holding a harmonica, is ready to blow miles. She was wearing a fire-red flannel coat, set a short skirt of bean green.
The two small feet wearing Lux shoes hanging in the air and pulling, strange comfortable. Her head with pigtails leaning on the right shoulder, watery eyes to me winking playfully, nose slightly up, showing a naughty face.
As soon as you see her, you will like her from the heart.
As soon as you see her, you will love her from the bottom of your heart. 6, Xiao Ju to this year has been fourteen years old, but her body has not grown tall, her arms are still so small, cheekbones are still protruding, the ten fingers are like a bunch of withered bamboo branches, as if a folding will break; because she is very skinny, so it seems that her body is light and fluffy.
7, Jianhua students have an even figure, not fat or thin, black hair combed into two thin braids, rosy melon face, round big eyes, cheeks have two deep dimples, look lively and lovely. 8, our yard came to two countryside children.
One is a sister, combing pigtails, wearing a small flower coat. One is a younger brother, the hair left on the head, like a snap of a teapot lid.
9, small Maraha (Mongolians), eyebrows clear, red lips and teeth, round face, high nose, a head of black curly hair, quite handsome. Just long ears, really ugly, but the old people say, that is "Buddha face", blessed.
10, that is a ten-year-old thin bones of the child he is 7 years old, not high, thin, but looks very spiritual. He kept very short hair, handsome face with a pair of black and bright eyes, high nose, like a small carrot.
People who have been to his house say he has good features and is a good-looking boy. My sister is very cute looking and she is 3 months old.
A few days ago was my sister's 100-day anniversary, and my mom drove my baby sister to Love Your Baby to take some pictures. My sister has small, sparkling eyes, a bulging face and a small mouth.
She has a pair of cute ears and a pair of small hands that are clenched in fists and wiggling from time to time. You see! The little feet that are fleshy like little buns are adorable! I love my sister.
In our class my favorite student is the little handsome Geng Hao, you see! He is not tall, but he is very solid, his arms and legs are really like ripe corn cobs. He likes to wear his jacket unbuttoned, listen to him say, "That will look more imposing."
Geng Hao's head is long and round, his red face is round, and coincidentally, his dark, shining eyes are also round. My favorite thing about him is that he smiles, and when he smiles his dark eyes turn into two curved crescents.
His red mouth loves to tell jokes, and his jokes always make him laugh before we laugh out loud, and then the curved crescent moon appears again. My father was a first mate on a merchant ship in an ocean-going company.
He is tall, yellowish hair naturally curly, white square face embedded in a pair of eyes full of wisdom, high nose under the bridge, a pair of nostrils look particularly large. When I was young, I often looked at his nostrils and asked, "Dad, why are your nostrils so big?" He always smiled and answered, "I don't know. He always smiled and answered; "Choose a horse to choose a horse with big nostrils, because a horse with big nostrils runs fast.
Dad was a sprint champion in school when he was young, don't believe me, ask mom." At this point, my mom and I would look at his big nostrils and laugh.
Dad looks thin, medium-sized, with a pair of not too big and not too small eyes, with a small flat head, and a high nose to look more spiritual. The angular lips are full of beard like steel needles.
Dad's knowledge can be a lot, often tell me a lot of magical and interesting science stories, come up with many ways to exercise me. In our class there is such a little boy, he is not tall, his body is like a small tree, and his limbs are like freshly grown twigs.
His skinny body is holding up a big head, which really makes people worry that the weak body can hold up? His face white, the most striking is his pair of big watery eyes, staring round, sometimes really remind people of the Journey to the West in the Monkey King's fiery eyes. People say, "The eyes are the windows of the soul."
His big head is filled with rich knowledge to be envied. He also has a dexterous little mouth, red, he sang a very beautiful song! We all understand him, right? Do you want to know who he is? He is our classmate Wang Yuxi.
My cousin is 5 years old this year, do not look at her only 5 years old, but sometimes I can not say her, have to let her three points. My cousin is very cute, chubby face with two dimples.
Sometimes we laugh at her, she will say: "I know what you are laughing at, you are laughing.
5. My most familiar person essay 600 words (with psychological description action description language description)My most familiar person
My most familiar person is my sister. She is lively and lovely, and also very strong. She is 1 meter 25, with a pair of big eyes embedded in her pretty melon face, blinking twice now and then, like big stars twinkling in the night sky. There is a cherry-sized mouth under her tiny nose. There are also two pigtails on both sides of the head, fluttering one by one. Last year, on June 1st, my sister was going to participate in a carnival organized by the kindergarten. There was a dancing program. But unfortunately, the night before, fell off the bed and her chin swelled up like a big bun. Surprisingly, she didn't cry. The next day, Grandpa told her not to go, she was like a different person, said something that surprised Grandpa: "Grandpa, just take me! The teacher let me participate in the program is to trust me, I do not want to let the teacher down. Maybe after dancing and hearing the applause, it won't hurt anymore!" After hearing this, Grandpa said with relief, "My granddaughter has grown up!" My sister was also very naughty. Once, after a good nap, Grandpa fried three of his favorite chicken legs for us. After my sister and I each ate one, we both wanted to eat the last one. But the other wouldn't. I thought of an idea, so I told my sister to hide the chicken legs, I'll look for it, find it belongs to me, didn't find anything belongs to her, I thought, I can definitely beat the 7 year old, so I went behind the door. After about 20 minutes, my sister yelled, "Hide it!" I acted . Cabinets, bookshelves, bowls, beds, under the bed ''''''' are looking for it, just can not find. I got angry and asked my sister, "I lost, tell me, where did you hide the chicken legs?" My sister smiled and pointed to her stomach, embarrassed to say, "Hee hee, hide it here."" How can you do that?"" You said that?" My sister said happily, "I can hide it any way I want, is it not hiding it in my stomach?" I couldn't help but admire her, who asked me to be so 'smart'? I forgot to tell you, her name is ****.
6. There are psychological, action description of the compositionI just had to sit in the seat of the daze, which is how difficult to feel ah, not to mention that next to the brother is still in a strong smoke, the smell of smoke to me smoked enough. My nose was killing me, so I had to turn around. Looking around again, everyone was talking and laughing without a trace of annoyance. "Why are they so patient?" I thought angrily. Time seemed to be deliberately against me - moving very slowly, annoyance and anxiety came together, I kept looking at my watch, staring at the slowly moving second hand.41,42,43...... I counted slowly, and a nameless fire came out of my heart - - Why are you running so slow!
Classes are in session, I don't even write my homework, I have been memorizing. （The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm doing and what I'm doing. It would be good if the teacher checked the sections I could memorize, but I was afraid that the teacher would check the passages I couldn't memorize, then I would be in trouble!) But after waiting for half a day, the teacher still didn't draw me. After a while, the teacher drew my group, and my classmate was drawn by the teacher. He didn't memorize it well, and the teacher said she would check him again in the afternoon. I thought: I'm sure it's my turn next, will I memorize as badly as he does?...... But the teacher didn't check me until the end of the class. (Today I'm really lucky, if the teacher then spot-checked tomorrow, I must go home and memorize it well, so that I won't stutter and won't have to be criticized by the teacher.)
7. Write a person's composition (including appearance, language, action, details, and their own mental activities)Six years of elementary school life, is a classmate, and we live with each other, in the same roof happy learning, *** with the growth; is a friend, and we play with the play, in every corner of the campus have good memories ----- six years, with the passage of time many many people and things have been forgotten. People and things have been forgotten; however, whenever you see the warmth of the sun, you will think of that person, that a period of good memories!
A pair of eyes narrowed into slits when laughing, thick eyebrows, collapsed nose, articulate mouth, a casual dress to wear in the body, it constitutes a friendly and gentle her!
She, learning excellent. In our class, she is a well-known top student, not only writing carefully and seriously, but also can talk. She only one said up, we can only be on the side and said: "right right right ---- yes yes yes yes yes yes yes --------" This is not, she is in the four a competition won the first, we are for him to applaud and congratulate it! She also won the title of "Star of Learning", which is very well deserved!
She's easy to talk to. She's friendly and gentle, based on her appearance alone. Not bragging, in our class, in addition to her, there is no other person can "calmly" with the boys to say five words. She was the only one who could talk to anyone, no matter who they were. Once, the famous "Ma Pozi" Hu Bowen had a fight with the "Rich Warrior" Wang Rongxiao. "You looking for trouble ah? You touched my book on the ground and acted as if nothing had happened." "I didn't do it on purpose, why are you yelling?" The two of them were arguing endlessly, and when she came up to them, they shook hands and made up, his "superpower" was unrivaled!
She is the teacher's right-hand man. She is the teacher's right-hand man. Every task she is given by the teacher can be completed very well, so that the teachers are full of praise!
She, my good friend ----- Wang Yanjie! Although we will be separated again in a few months, our friendship is long-lasting. He has done everything to make me awe-inspiring and unforgettable. She is one of the most unforgettable people to me and one that I can't get out of my mind!