1. Detailed description of the composition
An interesting thing
The weather is bright, I sit here and think of my naughty childhood.
Once, my mother bought me some beautiful and cute little goldfish. It has big eyes, a colorful body, and a transparent tail that emits a faint light from time to time.
The sky is bright, and the first thing I do after getting up is to see my baby goldfish, watching them swimming in the water, chasing and chasing. They look so happy, so happy. They were very happy to watch, and I went to school very happily. (Suiling Education Information Network)
Whenever night falls, I go to the room to play with the little goldfish. Sometimes, I point my finger at the goldfish, and the goldfish runs away, making me laugh; sometimes I grab the goldfish by its tail and drop it from a high place. Who wins? I don’t know; sometimes, I throw small things at the little goldfish, but the little goldfish is very clever and dodges them immediately. I was not convinced, so I threw again, and finally hit a goldfish. You can't be proud! Humility makes people progress, pride makes people fall behind. Continue...
A week later, three goldfish died at once, and another day later, two more goldfish died. I think it's because I messed with them too much before. From now on, I will never play with little goldfish again. However, two days later, all the little goldfish were dead.
Because of my naughtiness, these little goldfish left their lives early. 2. Composition describing things in details
Small things tell the truth. In our lives, there are many seemingly inconspicuous little things.
But behind those little things, there are all kinds of emotions. In an extracurricular activity class when I was in second grade, my favorite friend and I, Li Jia, played "Stone Fight" on the playground.
We were playing when suddenly, Li Jia hit me on the back of the head with a stone. At first I just felt a little pain and didn't care.
But then the pain became more and more painful. I touched it and saw, oh my God, blood! I quickly told Li Jia, and she was shocked after hearing this. She quickly apologized to me and helped me to the infirmary. Along the way, some students gathered around me to ask about the situation, some went to report to the class teacher, and some said they wanted to call their parents. The students surrounded me and saw their sincere concern, although my head hurt a little. , but I was extremely happy in my heart.
The school nurse gently pulled out medical gauze, medical tape, cotton swabs and alcohol from the drawer, and bandaged my wound. The class teacher also arrived in a hurry. Li Jia told the class teacher the whole story and asked the teacher to forgive her.
The teacher sighed and said nothing more. After a while, he said: "Don't play such dangerous games in the future, remember?" We nodded silently.
When I got home, I told my mother about this. My mother said: "Hey, you kids can be quite annoying sometimes. The teacher cares about you just like your mother. Don't make trouble for the teacher in the future." Trouble. ”
A drop of water can reflect the brilliance of the sun; a small thing is enough to reflect the strong relationship between teachers and students. 3. Fragments of detailed descriptions of things
1. On a scorching July day, I went out riding a bicycle under the sun.
I saw migrant workers who were building a building. They had a towel hanging around their necks. If they sweat, they would quickly wipe it off and then continue working. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and they worked hard regardless of it.
2. This is my first working summer. After more than ten days of high-temperature practice, I seem to have adapted to the temperature. I don't even bother to say the words "It's really hot."
Walking on the road, I no longer feel the sun. From behind my sunglasses, I see the past world blending into one, and I can only see people coming and going. There is only the wheezing sound of cars in my ears, and there is no chorus of cicadas. Maybe my memory is a little confused. I don’t know if the cicada’s cry is a memory from a few years ago. 3. In the sweltering heat, the buses coming and going made the road scalding hot, and people's hurried footsteps stepped on the burning road.
Sweat as big as Chuan Chuan Bean is accompanied by the busy figures of sanitation workers, traffic police and workers: in the park, on the road, and at the construction site.
In the scorching heat, the sweat of hard work is sprinkled on every corner of the city. 4. Many white snowflakes are scattered on the snow, and the snow is pure white.
My sister and I walked slowly on the snow, breathing in the heat and leaving big and small footprints. We looked at the pines and cypresses in the park not far away. They were so green, just like the delicate plum blossoms, standing proudly on the snow.
I smiled slightly, squatted down, picked up the snowflakes, and piled them into a snowman, adding a bit of beauty to the beautiful snow scene... 5. This afternoon, the sound of reading was not heard in the school. Instead, there was a wave of cheering. It turned out that a tug-of-war competition for all fifth-grade students was being held on the playground at this time. Our class has gone all the way and reached the finals.
The opponent in the final is Class 6 (2). They are strong and smart. They are really formidable opponents! 6. "Beep" With the whistle, the first game of the finals began. All the members of our class worked hard, one foot next to the other, and everyone pulled back hard.
I saw the students’ eyes widening, beads of sweat oozing out from their heads, and veins popping up on their necks, as if they were determined to win. The other party was not easy to mess with. After a long stalemate, we finally won.
7. Then, the second game started. This time, the opponent seemed more powerful. The iron locks kept wandering in the opponent's territory. The opponent's cheerleaders shouted "One, two, come on."
The students in our class who were watching were also spontaneously shouting "One, two, come on." The ground shouted: "Come on - come on -." But after a while, our team was defeated.
8. During the break, the students were very tired and frustrated. Some students took a few sips of water, some frowned, and some simply lay on the ground.
Seeing this, the head teacher Liu immediately comforted the team members, "Losing is not terrible, we must keep up our efforts. Try to win the deciding set, and the championship will be ours!" Hearing this, the team members cheered up again. They were full of energy and went onto the playing field one by one.
9. The deciding set begins. Teacher Liu and Teacher Zhao led the students to shout in unison: "Come on! Come on! -" This deafening cheering sound made the students on and off the court think in one place and work hard in one place.
"I will use all my strength to strive for honor and first place in the class." is the voice of every student.
With everyone’s tenacious hard work, we finally won the final set and won the championship. The students off the field cheered for the team members' victory, and the players on the field were all happy from ear to ear.
Unity is strength! This competition really benefited me a lot. 10. We laid out our chess pieces and started killing.
I thought to myself: He has learned a few tricks from his father, which should not be ignored and should be carefully guarded against. I jumped on the screen "horse", set up the head "cannon", walked on the chain "car", rushed across the Chu River and Han boundary, killed him in a hurry, and captured "half of his country" in a short time.
I am dancing for my victory. Suddenly, my "car" was trapped alive by him. I tried to break out of the siege, but to no avail.
After I lost the "rook", the wind and rain suddenly changed, and the opponent's morale was greatly boosted. The chess pieces poured towards me like a river that had burst its embankment, and my chess pieces were washed to pieces. I had no choice but to watch my chess piece "die for the country", and in the end I had no choice but to surrender.
11. She picked up the chopsticks, reached towards a plate of brightly colored dishes, gently picked up a piece, held it under the chopsticks with her left hand, and followed the chopsticks carefully. The veins in the hand that originally had sharp veins became more obvious now that I was exerting force.
She carefully put the dish into her mouth and tasted it carefully. 12. There is an old woman on the roadside of the crossroad. She is slightly stooped and has a fat body. She is struggling to walk on the empty road holding an umbrella.
The strong wind and heavy rain hit her face. She bent forward with all her strength, grabbed the umbrella, took a step forward, took a half step back, and staggered forward. 13. As soon as the invigilator came in, the talking in the classroom immediately stopped.
His high nose, black and long eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, and a thick beard under his nose, make people know at a glance that he is a stern man. Invigilator.
He glanced around the classroom before he began to speak: "Students, today is your primary school graduation exam. You must do the questions carefully and not be sloppy. After receiving the test paper, you must read the questions clearly and do not look around or whisper to each other. , answer the test carefully and strive for good results."
14. The starting gun sounded, and all the athletes rushed forward with all their strength. Wang Changyu, the athlete in our class, turned red. Face, he rushed forward with all his strength, leaving the others behind by a long way. The cheerleaders on the side of the track also shouted loudly, "Come on." Listening to the shouts and watching the scene of the horse taking the lead, it reminded people of Liu Xiang's Winning the gold medal at the Athens Olympics was exciting. 15. The National Day is coming, and the streets are a bustling scene.
People came to the central square in groups and beamed with joy, dancing and singing to their heart's content on the night of fireworks and lanterns. The children carried lanterns and shuttled between the gorgeous buildings, with flowers blooming on their petite faces.
16. Walking into the vegetable market, the market was already crowded and bustling with people. Walking there, you feel like you are in a whirlpool of joy.
Grandpas and grandmas who are over fifty years old are carrying baskets and leisurely selecting. There are also some young girls, young men, and middle-aged women who are in a hurry, as if they are working people. 4. Articles describing events in detail
Interesting Family Stories When night falls, the place where pedestrians on the road want to return is home.
I have a happy family. In life, some interesting things often happen to us. When we think about it now, we still remember it vividly.
On Sunday afternoon, my father smiled at me mysteriously and said, "Let's hold a family quiz competition!" "What?" I shouted. "Are we going to hold a quiz competition?" The mother in the kitchen heard the sound and rushed over.
"Then let me be your opponent." She said to me.
When I saw that my opponent was not my father, I couldn't help but secretly rejoice, and answered confidently: "Okay!" The competition officially started. The host father cleared his throat and gave us the first question: " The Five Sheep Qun Sculpture is the symbol of which city in my country? "" Di----" I quickly jumped up and replied: "Guangzhou City!" "Yes, add 10 points!" I was so happy at this time, I was really a little complacent. . Then my father asked another question: "Does having money mean happiness?" "Of course it does!" I said, "That's not necessarily true!" My mother retorted, "Having money is not the real thing." Happiness requires spiritual satisfaction! "" Correct answer, plus 10 points. "
I could only puff up my cheeks and continue to listen to the question: "What is the most powerful thing in the world?" Lux!" I blurted out. I saw my mother smiling and shaking her head: "It's knowledge."
"Correct answer, plus 10 points!" Then my father asked a few more questions, and my mother answered them all. Due to the continuous mistakes, I was sitting on a carpet of needles and lost my mind.
But then I thought: No, I should try to answer the last question. So I patiently asked, "What percent of the country's oil production does Daqing account for every year?" I answered without any scruples: "Daqing's annual oil production accounts for - half - of the country's oil production!" "That's right, Although I took it several times, I finally got it right.
Add 10 points! "The game is over. Mom said: "I beat you this time, and we will compete again when you are in middle school."
"At that time, we have to ask you for advice!" Dad smiled at me and said, "Haha Haha." Our laughter filled the whole room and spread to every household.
413 words Childhood dreams, colorful dreams; childhood songs, happy songs; a string of childhood footprints; a pile of childhood stories. "Does this song remind you of your wonderful childhood? In those colorful years, many things happened, not as bright as the stars.
My childhood was beautiful, there were many things Things worth remembering... As long as I can remember, my aunt's class has raised two chicks. Whenever I have time, I go to my aunt's class to see the chicks. I don't know how long it has passed, but the two chicks have gradually grown up. After a long time, the hen laid eggs, and the chicks were about to hatch. 21 days later, you could hear the cries of chicks. Seeing this, you heard this sound.
I think the chicken is so pitiful. Please help the chicken when the hen and rooster are not at home.
The opportunity finally came... That day, the hen went to look for food for the chicks, but the naughty rooster was not at home and ran out to play. When the aunt wasn't paying attention, she picked up an egg, held it in her hand and stroked it gently, and said seriously: "Don't be afraid, chick, you will come to the world in a while."
Finished , I no longer hesitated, peeled an egg, and a chick with residual heat and unopened eyes was "born". It looked at me and called twice as if to say: "Thank you, let me I came to this world as soon as possible. "I was so happy that I peeled off the second one. When I peeled off the fourth one, the hen came back and started to pounce when she saw me "bullying" the baby snake. When I took one bite, blood immediately flowed out. I cried and went to find my aunt. The aunt didn't say anything about me, but said in a dumbfounded way: "Little fool, chickens won't be born until a certain time! If you deliver them like this, they will die." "
After I heard this, I hurried to see the chicks. Sure enough, the chicks I had just "delivered" were almost dead, but the ones I had not "delivered" all survived. I regretted it very much, but it was too late... Although it has been a long time since this incident, and although I was still young and ignorant, this incident has always spurred me on, making me move forward bravely and never retreat.
389 words Speaking of interesting things about me, there are as many as the stars in the sky, including joy and sorrow, laughter and tears. Now let me tell you something funny.
That day, I went to celebrate my friend’s birthday. Just after the birthday, my friend called us together and announced: "In order to make my birthday happier, and also to let all my friends have fun. I'm happy, let's play hide and seek to add to the birthday atmosphere. "Oh yeah" I danced with joy.
The game started, and I couldn't find a safe place to hide. I only heard my friends counting: "91, 92." It was about to count to one hundred. I panicked and hid. Get under the bed.
"Creak" the door opened and he walked past me. My heart tightened. Zhong Yu, those feet left. After a long time, I heard the sound of footsteps leaving. In order to detect whether the partition wall had ears, I cautiously stuck my head out and looked around. At this time, I saw a large wardrobe. I slowly moved my body out and quietly hid in it. Close the door.
A minute later, the door creaked open again, and the closet door opened. Beads of sweat flowed down my cheeks. My friend smiled evilly and said, "Leixu , Your big feet betrayed you." I panicked, but I still stood motionless.
My friend said calmly: "Okay, why don't you come out? I'm going to use my ultimate move. Check out my invincible foot-tickling skills." He scratched the soles of his feet as he spoke, and I I couldn't bear it anymore, I burst out laughing and rolled out of the closet, "Wow haha, I give up, please spare me."
I rolled on the ground and said. Good guy, he was awesome enough. There was only one person left, but he still didn’t show up. I was so tired that I lay on the ground. I just heard a sound of "ah". I was kicked out of the bed again, and the quilt was lifted. There was a person inside. He jumped out and yelled with an angry face: "Which bastard is pressing my foot?"
We looked at him in surprise. He suddenly realized, stuck out his tongue, and said embarrassedly: " Yeah, I've been discovered." "Haha" the laughter spread far and wide.
408 words. 5. Fragments of detailed descriptions in fourth-grade primary school compositions
Well-described details can not only enhance the realism of the article, but more importantly, can play a role in revealing the character's heart and highlighting the center of the article. Please read the following paragraph:
One day, I came to our table quietly, threw my heavy schoolbag on the table, and with a "pop", Wang Hong's The pencil case was hit on the ground, and pencils, knives, erasers, etc. were scattered all over the floor. I stood there nonchalantly, but she bent down and picked them up one by one, smiling at me. This is a short passage from "My Deskmates and Me". This article mainly writes about a few small things that happened between my deskmate and me. It is intended to praise my deskmate Wang Hong
for being a good classmate who is tolerant to others.
In order to highlight Wang Hong's quality, the author pays attention to the description of details, such as "bending down", "picking them up one by one", and "still smiling at me", vividly showing that his deskmate was bullied
The character of being angry and not angry makes the character's characteristics more distinctive.
But do all details have value? Is it possible to serve the center simply by writing carefully? Let's look at the following paragraph again:
Dad is a class teacher. He works seriously and is amiable to the students. One day at noon, he brought a student who made a mistake to his room. Dad hung his coat on the hanger, adjusted his glasses with his right hand, and stared at the student, with the veins on his forehead exposed...
In the above paragraph, the author paid attention to the detailed description, but "will The two actions of "hanging the clothes on the hangers" and "holding up the glasses with his right hand" have no effect on showing that the father educates and helps the students, while "staring at the student" and "the blue veins on the forehead" Details like "Everything is exposed" not only fail to show the father's amiable attitude towards the students, but also damage the image of the teacher. Such detailed description is very undesirable. 6. A 480-word essay with detailed description and event proposition
Detailed description - the golden key to make the characters come alive. "Characters" are the soul of the article, but the common characters in students' exercises are often They are all the same, neither individual nor vivid. The whole article seems dry and boring, lacking in appeal.
If you read these works carefully, you will find the same problem: they often just pursue to write something completely, while neglecting to describe it in vivid, concrete and meticulous details. The scope of detailed description is very wide, and its role is multi-faceted, but it is mainly used to depict the character and shape the character's image.
Each vivid detail is like a cell in the human body. Without it, people lose their lives; without details in an article, the characters lose their flesh and spirit. Writer Li Zhun said: "A detail sometimes plays the same role as a plot or a scene in revealing the character's characteristics."
As the saying goes, "The spirit is seen in the details." ". The creations of literary masters attach great importance to the description of details.
Lu Xun's "The True Story of Ah Q" contains a detailed description of Ah Q's drawing before execution: "It was time to draw a circle, but the pen in his hand was shaking, so the man spread the paper on the ground. Q bent down and tried his best to draw a circle. He was afraid of being laughed at, so he was determined to draw a circle, but the damn pen was not only heavy, but also disobedient. It was almost closed when it shook, but it started to close again. He looked like a melon seed."
This detail of behavior concretely, vividly and vividly reflects Ah Q's character traits - he still adhered to the "spiritual victory method" of self-deception until his death. When people read this detailed description, who can help but feel that Ah Q is ridiculous, sad, and pitiful? How could we not "sorrow for the misfortune and be angry for not fighting" and then think deeply about the bad nature of the people? This is not only true for Chinese writers, but also for foreign writers.
For example, Balzac's "Eugénie Grandet" writes that before Grandet's death, when the priest brought a gilded cross to his lips and asked him to kiss the icon of Christ, " But he made a horrifying gesture to grab the cross in his hand, and this last effort cost him his life." Only this small detail vividly painted the ugly image of this miser who was greedy and would not change until death. It is the detailed description that makes the characters flesh and blood, with distinctive personalities and vivid images; with vivid characters, the whole article is full of vitality and has a strong appeal.
Of course, not all details in life are valuable, nor does it only need to be written "detailed". Good detailed descriptions must be useful, true, and typical.
It must serve to display the character's spiritual outlook and deepen the theme of the article. It must conform to the character's personality characteristics and the reality of real life, and should best highlight the character's personality characteristics. Where do the details come from? Literature comes from life, and details are in the colorful life.
Be a thoughtful person in life, and always pay attention to the people and things around you, especially the objects of your description. On the streets of Shaoxing, in the Xianheng Hotel, Lu Xun paid close attention to observing the short-shirted gangs and long-shirted customers, and then he "drawn the silent souls of the people."
In a dark coffee room in Dublin, Joyce sternly looked at the wandering prostitutes, liars, mental patients, beggars and rich people, preparing "Ulysses" that shocked the world. Throughout the ages, great writers have always devoted their lives to capturing those people and things that make their souls tremble, and melted them into chapters that will be passed down through the ages.
Capture the details, use the details, let this golden key work for you, and make your articles shine. 7. Detailed description of things in articles
She is very kind. Once, we were walking on the way home and a puppy was lying on the ground***. When she saw that the puppy's leg was injured, she took it home without saying a word, helped the puppy bandage its leg, and gave it a bath. But her mother didn't let her keep a dog, and she was full of contradictions. She finally decided to put the puppy in a box and put it in an inconspicuous corner of the stairwell so that no one would notice it, so that no one would Even if no one hurts it, no one drives it away. She feeds it every day. But "there is no airtight wall in the world." This matter was finally discovered by her mother. She tried her best to explain many things to her mother: why she cares about animals, how pitiful they are... Finally, her mother was finally convinced by her. She smiled so sweetly.
She is very cheerful, and even when big things happen, she still has a smile on her face. I have never seen her cry, she just smiles all day long. She likes to dance very much. Her dancing posture is like a fluttering butterfly, spreading its wings and flying, which makes people feel as if they are intoxicated. Not only is she a good dancer, but her Chinese scores are also very good and she is always among the best.
Friendship is a bridge between us, communicating the emotions between hearts and creating a happy world for us. Friendship is a spring breeze that can melt the ice of our souls, let us in the cold winter appreciate the brightness of spring, let us appreciate the warmth of the world, and make us feel the beauty of the world. We cherish our friendship very much. 8. Write detailed descriptions
Sweet soil
Huang Fei
The northwest wind is howling, and the remaining snow is rolling on the road. Although spring has begun, it is still very cold.
She was leaning against a poplar tree in front of the school, motionless, like a snow sculpture.
There was a sharp ringing of an electric bell. Her dim eyes shone with eager light.
A group of singing children walked out of the school gate without her son; another group of chatting and laughing children stepped onto the road without her son... The figures were sparse and scattered. No more, no more.
The big squeaking iron gate locked the silent campus.
She felt dizzy and could hardly stand. She stumbled over, holding on to the iron railing with both hands and shaking it vigorously. "What are you doing?" The old man in the reception room came out with a sullen look on his face.
"Liang! My little Liang!" It's like panting, but also like crying.
"School is over."
"I know... I know..." She murmured in a low voice with dull eyes, lowered her head feebly, slowly let go of her hand, and From the pocket of his big-breasted cotton-padded jacket, he took out a tightly wrapped candy that still contained body temperature: "Uncle, please... give it to the child."
"What's it called?"
"Wang Xiaoliang."
"What grade and class are you in?"
"Today is my eighth birthday."
"I'm asking what grade and class you are in?" Class." The old man was a little impatient.
"Oh... probably..." She shook her head in panic again.
The old man looked at the nervous woman strangely: "Who are you?"
What answered him were tears welling up in his eyes and a staggering back. The old man sighed in confusion, seeming to understand something.
In the afternoon, this bag of candy finally reached the hands of Wang Xiaoliang, Class 2, Grade 2. The child was very surprised. He had not tasted his favorite toffee for a long time. He rubbed his little hands back and forth on his clothes, thought for a moment, and gave one to each child with a smile, two to his close friends, and five to the teacher respectfully. "Eat!" He shouted and jumped happily, even shaking off the old shoe with his mouth open.
The classmates shared the joy with him amidst laughter. Only the teacher quietly turned his back...
After school, Xiaoliang was still immersed in joy and skipped home. go. Suddenly, he stopped and touched the remaining candies in his pocket that he was reluctant to eat. A feeling of fear came over him. He seemed to see again: the current mother raised her thin eyebrows and whispered something in his father's ear, and his father grabbed a stick and walked towards him menacingly. He was stunned, not knowing what to do. He patted his pocket hard, but it didn't work. It looked bulging. He lowered his little head, sucked his fingers, thought for a long time, looked around and saw no one around, quickly buried the candy in the snow pile on the roadside, and even inserted a small stick.
That night, Xiaoliang slept very soundly and sweetly. He dreamed that his mother in the past came back with a smile, and his current mother left with her head hanging down. He was so happy.
The next day, Xiaoliang woke up very early. As usual, he first emptied and rinsed the family's bedpans, washed rice, added water, stoked the fire, and sat on the pot. Then he put on his schoolbag and took a cold steamed bun and quietly slipped out. He wants to dig out his candy quickly. Unexpectedly, the ground temperature rose overnight, the ice and snow melted, and the syrup and snow water mixed together and seeped into the earth. Lying on the damp ground were a few crumpled candy wrappers and the small stick as a marker.
Xiao Liang blinked his eyes and couldn't help but shed tears. He squatted on the ground sadly and stared blankly. After a while, he couldn't help but stretched out his frozen little fingers, picked up a bit of soil and put it on the tip of his tongue -
He smiled again: That soil is so sweet.