In life, work and study, we are all too familiar with the essay.
In life, work and study, we are all more familiar with the essay, right, the essay must be to achieve the theme of concentration, around the same theme for in-depth elaboration, avoid East and West, the theme of lax or even no theme. What kind of essay have you seen? The following is my help to organize the excellent elementary school essay, welcome to read, I hope you can like.
Before I was born, I only had one name, "Little Baby". Then one day I jumped out of my mother's belly, when my mother and father were very happy, and when I cried, my mother and father wished me not to cry, so they seriously thought of a name, and called it: "Smile, smile." I was like an order, poof a laugh, and from then on my nickname was Xiaoxiao!
When I was seven years old, I saw other people riding bicycles very well, and I had to learn to ride a bicycle, so my dad taught me seriously, and I fell down every time I learned to ride a bicycle, and I fell down with bruises all over my legs. I was about to give up when my dad called out, "Kong Xiaoxiao, hold on!" Then I realized that the ride was very good. Then I asked my dad why he named me that, and he said, "Because at that time I wanted you to smile, and if you smile, you will have confidence." From this day on I had a new name.
One day I was in the middle of a serious study when my sister came in, I was still studying, and my mom came in and said, "Cai Cai, come on!" I asked my mom in a puzzled tone why it was called Cai Cai, and my mom said, "Because you love to study so much, I want you to become a genius, and gave you such a name." I have had a new name ever since.
I have three very good names called Xiaoxiao, Kong Xiaoxiao, and Caicai, each with a special meaning, do you have any other names?
The first movement: the morning 06:50-07:00 beautiful waltz
Wake up in the morning, accompanied by a sweater "rustle" sound and the occasional birdsong outside the window, and slippers on the floor, "tak tak tak". "The sound of slippers on the floor and the music of people practicing in the morning outside the square, the first movement begins. A brand new day has come, stretch your back and quickly get into the state to welcome the new day!
The second movement: the morning 07:00-07:20 high symphony of passion
"Quick"! Hurry up and brush your teeth! This is really a passionate and high-pitched symphony!
The third movement: morning 07:20-07:40 Harmony and Romantic Concerto
Finally, breakfast, the belly has long been singing the empty city. The surroundings became very quiet, suddenly, "giggle", broke the silence. It turned out that I was eating my mom's handmade "copy hand" ah! It was so delicious: a bite, tender and juicy: a bite, tender and smooth, warm in the throat. A harmonious romantic song was born!
The fourth movement: the morning 07:40-08:00 melodious end song
The light, beautiful, happy dance of the spring girl with the "spring rain" drip drip drip accompaniment, my mother and I strolled in the rain, enjoying the "heavenly music" from nature. "
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time.
When the needle jumped to 8 o'clock, the morning song in the melodious end of the song left the last lovely notes.
Excellent Essay 3 for Elementary SchoolSnow is like a little elf that brings us the joys and dreams of winter. But after a snowfall, there are big or small disasters happen, may be even people with bicycles fell to the ground, or car tires skidding to a stop. In order to prevent these tragedies, I began to labor - snow plowing.
Our neighborhood once the snow, the snow is very deep, even people walking will slip. For this reason, the residents of the neighborhood is very troublesome, but everything has its own solution. In order to make it easier for walkers to go out, I decided to start plowing snow.
I took a small shovel, dragged a broom, and did it with gusto. Left, right, hey! It was a labor of love! Fifteen minutes. Thirty minutes. One hour. I'm red in the face, and I don't feel the winter cold at all. ^_^ Look! I've cleared out that big pile of snow. The passers-by were smiling at me, and my heart was filled with pride. Two hours passed, I should return home, looking at the large open space in front of me, I smiled from the bottom of my heart.
After three hours, I looked downstairs and saw that the pedestrians passed by smoothly and didn't feel slippery at all. I was rewarded, not only because I had done a good deed, but also because of the approving glances I got from others.
Friday night, my mother and I went to the book center to buy books, and waited for an hour, and did not see a public **** car or cab to us.
The time is still early, the car has not yet arrived. See next to a few people playing poker, we also went over to watch the fun. My mom and I were mesmerized when someone shouted, "The car is coming." By the time we came to our senses, the public **** car had already closed its doors and driven away.
After this lesson, we concentrated on waiting for the car. As more people waited for the bus, I started to whine. Mom said, "It's the rush hour after work, so it's only natural that there will be more people waiting for the bus." Finally a 78 bus**** bus came and people swarmed to it. We stood still for fear of both crowding and not having a seat. As a result, we were once again turned away.
We still waited, pinning our hopes on the next car. Soon the car came, and all those impatient people around us greeted it. My mom and I thought: we can't move. There was a station entrance at our feet, and the bus wouldn't stop until we were at the station. So we stood still, ready to squeeze the car. Who knows, but the car stopped 20 meters from us, and when we quickly ran up to squeeze the car, the car has long been filled with people, hurriedly drive away.
After the rush hour, my mom and I were left alone at the station, and we were filled with anxiety and remorse. The good thing is that soon, came a cab, we rushed to take a taxi home.
Through this waiting for the car, I understand a truth: there are a lot of opportunities in life, if you do not go to fight, not to seize, and then more opportunities are not with you.
Today, my mom and I woke up at the same time, and we both washed our hair in the bathroom. I washed and shampooed very quickly, but my mom was still washing her hair, but it's not surprising that every woman likes to dress up.
I stared at my mom, thinking: will I be like this when I grow up? Suddenly, a few silver threads intruded into my eyes, looking at the few gray hairs, suddenly my nose sour.
At that moment, two thoughts suddenly appeared in my mind: dye those hairs black; no, I can't.
Mom, dye your hair! Dye it a pleasing black color and keep your beautiful youth! I remember when I was very young, you were very beautiful at that time, and when you were fine, you would come to me and sing me lullabies and tease me, I was so fond of you at that time. Mom, color your gray hair!
No, you can't dye it, keep your few gray hairs! Other people are proud of their moms because they are young. But I am different, I am proud of your gray hair. Because I have a good mother, you for me, desperately earn money, for me to study, for me to eat, drink and play, gradually, only a few gray hairs, that is the evidence of you as a good mother, I'm proud of those gray hairs!
But which thought should I choose to tell my mom? I don't know, I really don't know.
Elementary School Excellent Essay 6"Rustle, rustle, rustle, rustle," a wind blew, a leaf like a butterfly flew up, this is the leaves, ordinary leaves.
They used to be beautiful, so tender and green, so full of life! They used to block that blinding sunlight for us, leaving us a cool feeling; they used to cover that cold raindrops for us, bringing us a warm feeling ......
They are still beautiful now, golden, red and colorful, how dazzling, the wind blew, rolled up thousands of pieces, as if to the earth paved with a thick colorful carpet. Passers-by stepped on it, "rustle" sound, such as from a distant place came from the elegant music.
They will also become more beautiful, they will become the coat of the earth, there will be new plants on them, nourishing their next generation, they will be rich in infinite vitality, from the new become more lush.
This is the leaf, a leaf is small, ordinary, but it pours its all to give people, every leaf is like this, the leaf, is honorable.
Clad in sunshine, facing the autumn wind, began our happy Xixi Wetland trip.
Along the winding path, we shuttled in the Xixi Wetland, both sides of the bamboo forest lush and pale, a turquoise river quietly flowing, from time to time, ear accompanied by soft music. Students sometimes appreciate the scenery, sometimes look at the river playing fish, sometimes stop to take pictures. All along the way sprinkled with the laughter of students.
We came to a vacant lot, began a happy picnic. We dumped the food in the bag on the cloth: delicious fried rice, western-style sandwiches, delicious sushi, fresh fruit, everything. Suddenly, there was a hiccup, and it turned out to be a big burp from Mr. Tang, which made everyone laugh.
At this time, Liu Le took out two yo-yo, a red, a blue. He put the end of the line into the middle finger, raised his wrist and flung, the yo-yo on the other end of the line flew up, glittering in the sun. He gently lifted it again, and the yo-yo returned to his hand like an obedient child. I couldn't help but borrow one from Liu Le to learn to play, with the help of a wrist fling, the yo-yo quickly rotate up, and violently raised, "Hoo" sound, the ball from the ear up, suddenly the yo-yo fell from the sky. Looking at the flying yo-yo, my happy heart also turned up.
Xixi Wetland has left students everywhere playing 'figure, enjoy the footprints of the scenery, silver bell-like laughter.
A piece of green lotus is crowded, like a big disk, lotus is the frog's singing platform, is the fish's umbrella, lotus is the lotus leaves next to the growth.
The lotus is like a pavilion of fairy sister, the lotus saw the small dragonflies, said: "small dragonflies quickly come to me to take a break!" Above many dragonflies flying, beautiful, some all open, some only opened two or three petals, there are still flower bones. It is pink and white. After the flowers will grow rosettes, there are small roots inside, the core of the bitter, underwater knot root, a section of a section, white and fat can eat, can be fried and eat, but also eat raw, I like to eat lotus root. Lotus leaves can be made into tea, drink it can also lose weight. Ah! Pond, lotus, lotus leaves, dragonflies, all this is how like a beautiful painting!
The lotus is like a pavilion of fairy sister, the lotus saw the small dragonflies, said: "small dragonflies come to me to take a break!" Above many dragonflies flying, beautiful, some all open, some only opened two or three petals, there are still flower bones. It is pink and white. After the flowers will grow rosettes, there are small roots inside, the core of the bitter, underwater knot root, a section of a section, white and fat can eat, can be fried and eat, but also eat raw, I like to eat lotus root. Lotus leaves can be made into tea, drink and lose weight.
Ah! Pond, lotus, lotus leaves, dragonflies, all this is how like a beautiful painting!
Excellent Essay 9 for Elementary School"Rumble, rumble, rumble!" A golden gash cut through the sky, that was the way Mother Electric vented her temper. Seeing this, Lei Gong ran over busily, wanting to comfort and console Electric Mother, but he didn't dare to open his mouth, so he had to let her have her way. He got his assistant to coax Electric Mother to be happy, even the thunder was so soft.
The sky was dark and overcast, "rustle ......" look! The leaves of the trees were hurt by the wind and rain, so they rustled and howled; "dong dong dong ......" listen! That is the sound of raindrops falling on the eaves, sounds like playing drums, so people can not help but have a touch of fear.
The rain, like the piano, accompanied by drums "clattering ......" downpour. Pedestrians on the road without umbrellas can suffer. There are some pedestrians along the eaves of the house in a hurry, afraid of the rain wet lapel; there are some people are bending their heads down, put the bag on top of the head, and rushed forward vigorously. Look! Naughty little raindrops are trying to stick to the pedestrians, so that people's clothes, hair are wet ......
Every car on the road traveling extremely fast, even if the rain Chuanliu down, the car's silhouette can only let a person vaguely see. But after the splash of water, as if dancing on a musical score, even falling to the ground are so temperamental and graceful. Motorcycles and bicycles drove by, they traveled slowly, and the splash was not much. Because the road is easy to slip after the rain, so please pay attention to safety on a rainy day and be careful of slipping!
The storm came out of nowhere and caught people off guard, but it would have stopped raining.
If you compare us to a budding flower, you are the hard-working gardener; if you compare us to a sapling, you are a bag of fertilizer, moisturizing our heart.
People's teachers are ordinary, but in my eyes, teachers are special. Once, Mr. Huang let us write a composition in the classroom, I happened to be sick that time, the next day, I came to school, students kindly reminded me to make up the composition, I just dealt with a "know," they continue to bury their heads to write my homework, I did not care, but when I cared about it has been two days later, I hurried to write the composition, but the heart is in the heart. I finished my essay in a hurry, but in my heart I was muttering: It's already been two days, will it be too late for me to hand in my essay? What if the teacher scolds me? It's been two days, maybe the teacher has forgotten about it, I might as well not hand it in, there are so many people in the class, it's not as bad as I am, but after a lot of thought struggle, the evil in my heart was defeated by the righteousness, and I decided to hand in the essay to the teacher.
I handed the essay to Ms. Huang, and told her the whole story, the teacher suddenly laughed, at that time, let me feel a spring breeze blew into my heart, completely free of just a moment of apprehension. The teacher does not need any language, but let me feel the infinite warmth.
The teacher is ordinary, but she is worth every one of us respect.
The book is about a very poor old Mexican fisherman who persisted in fishing. He couldn't catch a single fish for 84 times in a row. When he went fishing for the eighty-fifth time, he came across a big fish that was eighty feet long. He fought it for three days and nights and finally surrendered the big fish. But when the old man was ready to go home with his victory, he was suddenly entangled by a shark. The shark ate all the big fish the old man had worked so hard to catch. The exhausted old man returned home with only a huge skeleton left in the fish ...... He tried so hard for so long, but in vain, and in the end he got nothing, so we can say he failed, but to put it in another way, he overcame all sorts of difficulties with his tenacity and perseverance, and overcame himself, so we can say he succeeded. A person's success or failure, should be as Einstein said: "Measure the value of a person, not to see how much he got, but to see how much he paid.
Human nature is tough, and human beings have their own limits, but it is precisely because people like the old fisherman have challenged the limits again and again, beyond the limits, the limits have been expanded again and again, and the greater challenges have been placed in the face of mankind again and again. Ever since I read The Old Man and the Sea, I have thought of the fisherman and myself, and I feel that I have not faced a problem. I admire the old man's fearlessness and persistence. Although he knew his opponent was strong, he did not retreat at all, but the spirit of facing difficulties.
We should also learn from the spirit of the old fisherman in life, and do things without fear of difficulty to succeed. In life, some losses are inevitable, be optimistic and do not be calculating.
Excellent elementary school essay 12I walked on the balcony holding the snow, what a good pigeon ah! Plump feathers, white and white; a pair of vermilion eyes, shiny and shiny; two large nostrils, a fan, its white neck is also a purple bright hair, as if a pair of glowing collar, looking at this beautiful pigeon, I secretly thought: "Cher, you are really beautiful, I want you to stay with me forever, but you are the blue sky messenger, your mission is still not yet accomplished, I can't be so selfish." Snowy also seemed to read my mind and kept cooing. I said to Snowy, "Snowy, your injury is healed, and you are going to fly back to the blue sky and send letters to people." Cher looked at me with its golden eyes and seemed to say, "Master, you will be lonely once I am gone."
I gently stroked Cher's head and said, "Cher, the blue sky is the place for you to show your skills, and you need to deliver letters to more people." Finally, Cher flapped its wings and flew to the blue sky, looking at its fading figure, I silently said in my heart, "Cher, I wish you a safe journey, and be an excellent blue sky messenger."
Excellent Essay for Elementary School 13Today is December 23rd of the lunar calendar - the Little Year.
Legend has it that on this day, it is the day when Lord Zao in traditional Chinese mythology goes to heaven, so many customs of the Lunar New Year are related to Lord Zao. For example: offering sacrifices to the stove, sweeping the dust, writing spring couplets, cutting window decorations, bathing and so on. And the most frequent is also the sacrifice of the stove.
On this day, people offer Zao Shen with Zao candies, wine and other items to pray for peace to Zao Shen. It is said that the god of the stove is sent by the Jade Emperor to live in every house, to manage things in every house, to observe how each family lives, and to record everything he sees, and to make a "small report" to the Jade Emperor on the twenty-eighth day of the Lunar month of the lunar calendar every year. The sweet and sticky Zaosu candy not only sweetens the mouth of the Zaosu God, but also sticks to the mouth of the Zaosu God! This is the reason why people use Zaosu candy to sacrifice to Zaosu God. There is also a popular saying: twenty-three, stove sugar sticky, Zaojun master to heaven!
The New Year is here, smile. A smile of worry away, two smiles good luck, three smiles of good luck, four smiles of money, five smiles of home peace, six smiles of the young. The first smile is the one that makes you happy, and the second smile is the one that makes you happy!
The New Year is here, I wish you all good things, good dreams, happy New Year!
Excellent elementary school essay 14I like the summer, to it a love ............
May 5, we bid farewell to the spring, is the beginning of summer, the weather is slowly getting hot, the plants grow very lush, the leaves of the trees secret layers of , like a one, green baby.
Lixia came, which is a warm festival. The old saying goes: "South like summer north like spring, green embroidery Jianghuai ten thousand trees shade. When the disease when the insect people sprinkle medicine, suddenly cold and hot medicine pond people." Summer is the seventh of the twenty-four solar terms in the lunar calendar, the climate is warm and comfortable.
There are many customs in the summer, such as weighing, cooking, and bumping eggs. The most interesting one is egg-crashing. I remember the second grade I brought two goose eggs and three eggs, I first took three eggs and other people hit, I squeezed hard - snap ...... my eggs broke, a series of three times have failed, this time I use goose eggs to race, the results, click I finally won. I still always remember this wonderful picture.
Lixia, very childish flavor, Lixia plant lush, so ah, the festival everywhere in the human flavor! I like Li Xia, like its childish flavor!
I'm the person who is actually most afraid and most want to try is haggling. This place in our hometown is called bargaining, which is to negotiate the price of goods.
This is not to accompany the classmate to buy clothes, and certainly less bargaining, but do not have to bother so much, try to help her on it.
The students looked at a pair of sandals with a thick heel, many stores almost all have this shoe, the students looked at the two, I asked her which one she wanted to buy, she also stammered and said not clear, had to look at the first of this.
After everything is good, the merchant asked for 140, I heard, so high, there should be a large profit margin, I looked at my classmates, I think how much it is worth, my side is usually half the price is almost able to buy, but this kind of thing I can't say, after all, I'm not the first to buy.
Merchants and determine the minimum price, the minimum price is ninety, students said seventy, students and I think the same, I nodded, and said seventy, seventy on the buy. Of course, merchants, will show the appearance of not earning money, pause for a moment, the merchant said sell. She actually sold, it must be me and my classmates said cheap.
All the way to the classmates also said that certainly said cheap, or she can not sell, sixty good. Yes, sixty good, I think I really will not bargain, it seems that the students are the same as me.
The bargaining is really a study, I feel the integration of psychology, communication, eloquence, alas, I think when I learned to bargain, maybe these specialized knowledge I also slightly understand it.