Only the small garden next to it is as quiet as before. I walked around alone in boredom. So many people are not my friends, so they probably all went to other people's houses to play.
Just then, an idea flashed through my mind: dig a trap to fool others. Although this method is not very good, at least it can make me laugh happily. As soon as I thought of this, I began to work at once. Soon, a trap covered with sand and boards was completed in the garden. Under the cover of night, it looks like ordinary ground.
Soon, a suitable target appeared. A person as boring as me, more than one year younger than me. I took advantage of the moment when he passed me, and immediately took the small pistol he had with him. He was in a bad mood, and I made this happen, which added fuel to the fire. His knowledge was a trap, and he chased me angrily. I put my gun in front of the trap and turned to him. "The gun is there. Go and get it yourself. Watch it! " "I said to him, pointing to the position of the gun.
He answered me impatiently: "I want you to talk!" " He has no idea what I mean by "watch your step". I was happier, so I hid in the grass and watched his movements. Don't mention how happy he was when he saw that his gun was really there. Without thinking, he immediately ran to pick it up and only heard "ouch!" " A scream, his left foot has been deeply immersed in the sand, and it took a lot of effort to put his foot * * *, and his shoes were buried again.
As soon as I saw it, I smiled: "Idiot, complete idiot, I lost my shoes and didn't find my gun. It's really a loss of my wife and soldiers ..." Followed by a burst of ruthless ridicule and ridicule. I am like a victorious general, walking home with triumphant steps, but I don't know why, my steps seem to be getting heavier and heavier, my heart seems to be getting more and more unhappy, and I always feel that I have done something wrong. The little boy's painful and angry expression always haunts my eyes.
I stopped and felt that I shouldn't have such harmful thoughts, so I turned and ran to the little boy. Although it is a trivial matter, I regret that I should not base my happiness on the suffering of others. I should not have such an idea. I should not do such a vicious thing to others.
2. Choose a person to write a composition. I have many classmates, but Zhang Lei is my best friend.
Her home and mine are in the same building. Every day we go to school together, go home together and do our homework together. She is my inseparable good friend.
Look, there are a pair of deeply moving dimples on her face, which always beat with her endless smile. Her arch eyebrows are thin and long, and her big bright eyes shine with happiness like talking.
A nose that is neither crooked nor oblique, a small mouth like a cherry, black hair combed into two long braids and hung in the ear, with two big red bows tied on it, as if two butterflies were flying in the air. On one occasion, Lei Lei and I were doing our homework together, and we came across the painting she drew in the art class and took it away. I studied it carefully and saw a faucet with its mouth open, staring at its eyes, its horn sticking out and its tongue sticking out. Magnificent and murderous, the picture is vivid and great! Lei Lei found me looking at her painting at this moment. She was probably a little shy, reaching for the painting, and only heard a | creak, and the painting was torn.
I looked at the torn painting and said apologetically, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I'll pay you one. " She smiled and said, "Never mind!" .
Another time, there was a running competition in the class. It's my turn I'm not wearing my white sneakers. Luckily, my shoe size is the same as Lei Lei's. She came to change shoes with me. I won the first prize that time! When I thanked her, she said, "You're welcome!" .
This is my good classmate-Zhang Lei. Do you want to see her? Please follow me.
I want to write a composition, and I want to choose someone you know best to write a composition.
When he was a child, he was curious about everything, but in Favorite, he was most curious about excavators. Every time I see the excavator on the roadside construction site through the window on the road. He always stood up happily, jumped up and down excitedly, and then exclaimed, "Excavator, there are excavators outside, excavators." . "Wait for the bus to pass by. I pestered my father to buy him an excavator. My father had no choice but to buy him one. Not a real excavator, of course, but a toy. But he is ignorant. He only watches cartoons and plays with toys all day. How does he play? I had to ask for help: "Sister, my good sister, you are the best. Would you please play with me and teach me how to play? " If I say yes, he will be ecstatic, but if I say no, then he will clamor for my mother or father to sue me and say that I am not good, and ask me to play with him and teach him to play.
Later, when I grew up, I began to like Altman again. Always babbling about some Japanese. Then, cross your hands-fire a laser and kick it. Later, he thought it was too boring to play alone, so he asked me to play with him. When I ignored him, he begged me, "Sister, my good sister, you are the best. Play with me." I still ignored him, so he put his hand on her ass and said, "If you don't play with me, I'll tell dad." Will you play with me? " Poor guy, I have to play with him again.
Now, he likes armored warriors. Every day when he comes back from kindergarten, he turns on the TV and watches Armor Warrior. Armored warriors and monsters fight and kill, and he also wants to try. He came to beg me, so I played with him. I only saw his frown tightly, as if he were going to the battlefield, and he stared at my mouth for a long time. "Ah-"He lost, haha!
He is actually my closest brother!
Choose someone you know best to write a composition. She is of medium height, slightly fat, with shiny black hair and bright eyes under curved eyebrows, like two black gems.
Mother's greatest characteristic is kindness. I was educated by her as a kind and sensible child since I was a child. I remember once, my mother and I went shopping. At the market gate, there are many beggars. My mother gave me some pocket money and asked me to give it to beggars. Feeling very shy, I threw the money outside the box in front of the beggar and ran back to my mother at once. I thought my mother would praise me, but my mother severely criticized me and said seriously, "Everyone has difficulties and needs help. Today, you helped others, and when you are in trouble, others will help you. " The poor don't eat what they get. Even a beggar has his dignity. The action you just threw will make people think you are a charity. When you help others, you must be sincere. "
After listening to my mother's words, I felt ashamed and regretted my behavior just now. I went to the beggar again, took out my change, put my hands gently in the box, looked up, and my mother standing in the distance gave me a thumbs up. I was very happy.
This is my kind mother. From her words and deeds, I learned a lot about being a man and benefited a lot.
5. Choose something or someone you are familiar with to write a composition. The person I know best-my mother. My mother is in her forties this year. She has long shawl hair, delicate eyebrows and big eyes. She is very knowledgeable. However, my mother used to be slim, but now she is a little fat. She always whispers in front of us, "I'm getting fat!" " "I want to lose weight!
Mom has a bad temper. Once, I went downstairs to play in the open space and found a bone, thinking, "Wow! Prehistoric bone fossils! "I took the bone home and came back happily. I said to her, "Mom! Look! Prehistoric bone fossils'! " She patted me on the back indiscriminately and said, "How did you get a bone back? What if there is an infectious disease? " ? Throw it away! "Of course I don't want to throw it away. What a nice thing I picked up. Why throw it away? So I froze with her, and as long as I didn't throw it, she hit me hard. Forget it, throw it away, this mother, how can she be so stubborn and use incense to exorcise evil spirits? Why use mosquito-repellent incense instead of special incense? Is it mosquito repellent or exorcism? Anyway, there are only three words for superstitious people-pain, pain and misery!
Although she sometimes has a bad temper, she is sometimes gentle. Once, I came back from playing outside, sweating like a pig. My mother came up to me with a cold towel and said, "Come on, smelly son, mom will wipe it for you." Then, she asked me to sit down and wait and cook me some chicken, and I thought, "It must be super chicken wings." On the contrary, it is not a super small chicken wing, but a whole chicken. It came to me and said, "This is the chicken from Orleans that I specially prepared for you. Just try it. Is it delicious? " A little salty, but delicious.
Mom still stinks. Once, she bought a new "Tao Bo" dress. As soon as she got home, she dressed up in front of the mirror, looked left and right, looked up and down, and I heard her mutter, "I feel good in it!" She called me over and asked me if I was beautiful. I looked at it and thought, this is not my mother. Obviously a "smug guy", I teased her and said, "You really brag." Mom added: "beautiful women are like this!" " Oh, my God!
She is a capable designer. She is always serious and responsible for her work, and often works overtime until 12. The buildings they designed are distributed in many provinces and cities in China. She has won many honorary certificates. I already know that her certificate can build a sofa, including national, provincial, municipal, first prize, second prize, and ... (Oh, how many! )
This is the person I know best-mother, a grumpy and gentle, boastful and competent mother.
6. Composition: Choose a person to write an article to show the character's quality through specific examples. My neighbor Aunt Zhang is a cleaner who forgets to work. Aunt Zhang was transferred from the countryside last month. Her husband worked in a grain depot and got her a job as a salesman in the salesroom of the grain depot. However, knowing that the sanitation station lacked cleaners, she took the initiative to clean the city. At that time, I thought: if there is a good job, I will do it covered in dust. One morning, I came back from running with some classmates, and we were chatting happily while walking. Suddenly, a cloud of dust flew over and we quickly covered our noses. I turned around and saw Aunt Zhang wearing plain work clothes and a white mask, cleaning the road seriously. Oh dear! What if she recognizes me and greets me? How embarrassing it is to let the students know that I know a street sweeper! It happened that Aunt Zhang called me "Congcong". Alas, I am going to make a fool of myself this time. * * * Pretend not to hear, close your eyes and pull your classmates across the street. I didn't walk a few steps, just like an invisible rope wrapped around me. I wanted to go back and apologize to Aunt Zhang, but I stopped and blushed. How rude that was! After school in the afternoon, I slipped into the house like lightning to avoid meeting her. No sooner had I put down my schoolbag than I heard a quarrel. I ran to Aunt Zhang's window and saw that it was her daughter's voice. "Dad let you be a salesman. If you don't go, why do you want to be a street sweeper and embarrass us? " Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "What's wrong with being a cleaner? Look at that street. There is rubbish everywhere. Pages and flies are flying everywhere. People's health is not guaranteed and cities are dirty. Can I have a look? " Aunt Zhang's daughter left in a rage. Aunt Zhang bit her lower lip and went back to the kitchen to cook. Seeing this scene, I began to doubt my opinion. The next day, I went to school with my schoolbag on my back and saw Aunt Zhang preparing to go home. She greeted me as usual. I went up and asked, "Aunt Zhang, why do you want to be a cleaner?" She smiled and said, "In order to beautify the city, we need cleaners. A person who is useful to society is not afraid of being tired or dirty. " Looking at Aunt Zhang, I suddenly woke up.
My good mother is the only one in the world, and a child with a mother is like a quick treasure. If you throw it into your mother's arms, you won't enjoy happiness ... "This familiar ballad suddenly sounded in my ear.
I felt a slight shock in my heart and fell into deep memories ... I remember that it was Saturday and I got up early. After breakfast, I sat by the window and did my homework.
While the author was writing, I suddenly met a math problem. I reviewed the question several times first, but I couldn't think of a clue. I had to hang my head on the table and chew on writing.
At this time, my amiable good mother seemed to see my mind, left her work behind and walked gently to my side. I thought you would swear, because I didn't attend class or do my homework until my eyes were wet.
But you didn't. You just gently stroked my head with your gentle but calloused hands, sat quietly beside me and taught me carefully and patiently. It was not until I understood that there was a gratified smile on your face.
Your smile is like a blooming peony flower, so beautiful. Ah! I feel a warm current gushing from my heart.
My good mother not only cares about my study, but also cares about my health! It happened in the middle of a cold winter month. My father is on a business trip and the neighbors are asleep. The cold wind whistling outside the window is like a devil sneering.
I was lying in bed, and suddenly I felt a headache and wanted to throw up. It was dark as if there had been an earthquake all over the world. I know I have a high fever. But in the middle of the night, my name is not everyday, and my name is invalid.
I had to lie in bed in pain. Just then, my amiable good mother appeared at my bedside.
Before you put on your sweater, you grabbed my king's back and shook it, and "knocked" ran downstairs. It is too late. Nobody took me to the hospital. Mom, you are as anxious as an ant on hot bricks.
The only way is to take me to the hospital. But my home is 3 kilometers away from the hospital! Mother settled down and made up her mind.
Without saying a word, I trudged forward behind my back in the biting cold wind. I think every step you take is so difficult.
I heard my mother's heavy breathing. You must be tired. I said weakly, "Mom, I don't need your back. I want to go by myself!" " "But you said," I'm not tired! You are sick and can't walk. "
You hardly smile. Mom, I'm in my teens, and I've caught up with you. Now you have to take me to the hospital. How ashamed I am.
Although it was a cold winter, I saw pearls of sweat hanging on my mother's forehead. After my mother's efforts, I was finally sent to the hospital.
The doctor gave me an injection and prescribed medicine, and my mother was relieved. Later, I had to be hospitalized. It was mom who stayed with me all night.
When I woke up the next day, I was much better, but I found that your eyes were bloodshot and there were many silver lines on your temples. My good mother, how much effort you have devoted to me! When I grow up, I will repay you well.
7. Write an 800-word composition on the topic of "Choice and Life". People may have many choices in their life.
What makes people hesitate most is not the lack of opportunities, but the courage to give up in front of opportunities, give up immediate gains and reposition life. It is the hardest thing when people are young. The ancients said that a coachman who has never tried to turn over is not the best coachman.
Similarly, a life without ups and downs is not the best life. I don't have any specific suggestions on how to live a good life, and I won't suggest what kind of model must be made.
There is more than one road to success, and there is more than one road to Rome. But we must remember that people, alive, must have a look, which is the pursuit and value of people.
People have many regrets in this life, but if they can make a few choices without regrets in their lives, they can really comfort their hearts. Don't do anything, don't ask anything, chase what I think, and people will live a taste.
An attitude towards life is an attitude towards one's own destiny. Life without an aim is not life. People can't just eat and sleep, but also do something meaningful.
Old in the future! Only when children and grandchildren are full, can they have the capital to speak, and they can proudly say to their children and grandchildren: I have not lived in vain in my life, and I have done a few things for my ancestors. People are the most impulsive, impetuous and regretful when they are young, but there is no regret medicine in this world! A certain life is meaningless, is it necessary to pursue it regardless? Life without quality is really not worth living; Life without quality is really worthless.
Life must be carefully chosen. If you choose correctly, the future will become meaningful. Noble, pure and interesting life is beautiful and will lead life to the light; Humble, poor and dirty life is listless, and it is easy to bring life to darkness! A young man is in the prime of life, full of vigor and vitality, thriving, full of enthusiasm and ambition, and wants to do something.
With motivation, direction is the key, life goals are accurately positioned, dreams will come true, and only by making contributions to the country, the nation and society can we realize our ideals and live a quality life. People who build houses must choose wood carefully, and people who sweep the world must sweep houses carefully.
Choose the right direction and achieve quality life.
8. Write a composition on the selected topic. Choose to be strong.
God, it is getting warmer and warmer. Apricots and pears are in full bloom on the branches. Walking out of the house in the afternoon, tall and straight poplars are neatly arranged on both sides of the road, and their straight bodies are like a stubborn role. The grass under the tree also learns the stubbornness of the tree and sticks its head out from under the stone.
When I walked leisurely to the leisure square, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a little red ant. It was injured and one leg was lame for some reason. It desperately wants to do something, but it can't. I gently hold the little ant in my palm, and the criss-crossing palm prints make it lose its way.
The warm sunshine covers the earth, and the warm airflow turns me into that little ant.
When the stinging one-meter sunlight fell on the earth, the little red ant felt warm. It stretched and exercised its muscles and bones all winter, and then opened the stone in the hole with its front foot.
Spring has returned to the earth! The little red ant is destined to be a worker ant from birth, so it never skimps on its own strength. Delicious rice grains, withered branches and leaves, dead insects, etc. It used to be taken home alone. Now it won't enjoy the comfort of sunshine alone. It and its partners have come up with a hard-working nature and are working hard in groups of three or five.
The little red ant walked forward by the smell left by her friends. At first, this rule was too familiar to it. For no reason, unprepared, it changed its direction when it crossed a small stone and inadvertently changed its life trajectory.
When it realized that it was lost, fear made it flustered. It was obviously spring but it felt cold and autumn. It suddenly misses every ordinary and ordinary day in the past. It was disappointed and looked blankly into the distance. Its heart is like a broken kite, and it has been walking for a long time. At the most frustrated time, it was mercilessly attacked by black ants and hurt its limbs.
The past bit by bit seeped into my mind, and the little ant remembered those friends who accompanied me but left. Stumbling days, fortunately, with his company, I am no longer afraid of the fields without road signs; On blue days, there are always flowers on the desk, so I believe that the sunshine is always after the storm.
The past is like the wind, and the world is green. I put the little ant gently on the ground. Although scarred, it will not give up looking for its own world. Little ant, little ant, do you see that the poplar is still standing, and the grass can find room for development from the skull. Please don't give up this power. You choose power and you choose life. You choose power and you choose life.
9. Write a composition about 500 words on the topic of "choice". In the river of my childhood memories, I had to experience some setbacks many times, but at that time, did you ever think that you had two ways to go? One is to choose to give up, the other is to choose to be strong and continue to do one thing well.
On that day, the school held the school sports meeting as scheduled. The students in the whole school are very happy. Of course, I don't know.
Exceptions.
With the "beginning" of the headmaster, the school sports meeting is in full swing.
At 9: 30 in the morning, I went to a running race. I was very nervous when the whistle sounded. No, I was so far behind others from the beginning.
"Once, twice, three times. . . "I began to count silently in my mind. On the last lap, I was a little tired, but I had to finish it. So, I thought to myself, I will stick to it!
On the last lap, I finally couldn't stand it. . I fell down.
Maybe our classmates were surprised to see this scene. However, I heard the voice of encouragement again.
So, I stood up again, and I chose to be strong again, because I firmly believe that "you can succeed if you work hard, and you won't succeed if you don't work hard."
Thank god, I finally finished running. Suddenly, I felt pain, so I fell asleep.
The report card came out and I won the second place. My classmates and I are very proud.
Although I didn't get the first place this time, I was very happy because I chose to become stronger again.
There may be many unpleasant things in life, but as long as you choose to be strong, it will lead you and make your life more colorful!
Man is a very strange animal. In the depths of human diligence, cowardice and courage coexist; Anger and tolerance * * *; Crying is connected with strength. . . . . . Who said no! Cowardice, you know you need courage and anger, you know you will endure and cry, you know you need to be strong.
10 three years seems to be a long night, with a diameter of dawn. Looking back, I suddenly found myself learning to be strong! One day, it was my sixth birthday, and I had a good time with my friends. Look here for a while, visit there for a while, play this for a while, which is often. . . . . . Just as we were having fun, "Little Overlord" appeared in our eyes. His whole body is covered with muscles, which always makes people feel that he is full of strength. He always bullies us on weekdays, and today is no exception. I was wondering who would suffer today. He rushed at us like an angry bull. Everyone dispersed in a hubbub. I saw him getting closer and closer to me, and my legs went weak, and I collapsed with fear. He stood still, standing there laughing. I don't know if it's because he cheated us once or because of my cowardice!
I don't know where I got the courage. I opened my eyes wide, gritted my teeth and rushed at him, perhaps because of his ridicule. Yes, this move is really sudden enough, and the friends hiding in all corners are surprised to open their mouths. However, this is still a blind man lighting a lamp-wasting wax. A thunder pierced the silent air, and of course, after a while, it rained cats and dogs. . . . . . I sat at home alone, tears welled up in my eyes. Glittering tears hit the certificate on the coffee table, but I didn't know. The crying was mixed with the rain outside. Not only did I cry in the rain, but my face was full of tears. The sky is like my good friend, and I cry for my cowardice; She cried, for me. . . There is no one around, helpless and helpless. Looks like you're on your own. I stopped crying and decided to be strong. Strange to say, it's sunny outside, maybe cheering for me! I firmly believe that this 10 year has passed. Looking ahead, I believe there is a bright future ahead.
Yes, when we are injured, we should be tolerant, understanding and caring! People are really strange! That's how I learned to be strong. Should we be grateful for our cowardice and cry for our courage and strength?
Being strong is a part of our life. Without strength, there is no courage to overcome difficulties; Without strength, there is no motivation for success.
10. Choose a person who impressed me (450 words).
Many people were impressed, including Mr. Ma and Mr. Huang, who worked hard to train me in kindergarten, my former good friend Beibei in kindergarten, and. . . . . . But in retrospect, what I remember most is an uncle on the bus.
Last summer, my mother and I went back to my grandmother's house by car. It was very hot that day, and there were many people on the bus, which made us sweat. After a few stops, a white-haired old woman got on the bus with poor legs and feet. At this time, the aunt of the conductor shouted, "Who will give her seat!" The conductor's aunt shouted several times, but no one got up to give up his seat. At that time, I thought: Why didn't anyone give up his seat for so long? After a while, an uncle stood up slowly. He said, "Aunt, please sit here." The old woman smiled and nodded, said thank you, and then sat down in her seat. I thought: this uncle is really, he won't get up early. After a few more stops, there are fewer people. It's time for us to get off. Suddenly, I found that my uncle, who had just given his seat to my grandmother, was getting off. It's the stop. I think everyone in front of me has gone down. Why doesn't this uncle get off the bus? I took a closer look, and the uncle was holding the handrail and stepping down. At this time, I found that his legs and feet were not good and his right leg was somewhat disabled. I think: I misjudged this uncle just now, and I have some regrets. Although this uncle is physically disabled, his heart is beautiful.
I think: this uncle's behavior is noble. I've learned that you can't just look at the appearance of a person or a thing, you should look at it comprehensively. This will not waste the conclusion.