Why is my head so dizzy? Touching the forehead of the front desk, and touching myself, I don't have a fever! Why can't I get up the spirit? Cough! As it is, so gulp down half a bottle of cool water, do not feel "refreshed", I did not expect half a minute later, the head began to dizzy, but also add a disease - stomach pain.
Self-soothing and distraction, is to alleviate the pain a little bit, just listen to the class, the next class will not be able to support, ambushed on the table. I'm not sure if I have a fever or a cold. No....... When I got home at night, my body felt like a puddle of mud, but I still had to do my homework. After I finished my homework, my dad said, "Let's watch soccer!" Mom and Dad both like soccer I look at it is not even nine o'clock.
Then went to watch it, but the more I watched, the harder it was. Lying in bed, tossing and turning can not sleep, a moment of this pain a moment there pain.
Alas ...... endure it! The next day, I went to school, more difficult to feel. The whole morning can not beat the spirit, in the afternoon, the teacher said: "You have a fever, right?" I just remembered that yesterday's comparison of the front desk is also feverish! The teacher gave me a bag of "Enrico", how to "taste" how like the right heroin, or is out of the shelf life of half a century, really hard to drink ah! I don't remember this flavor of Enrico! I feel much better after drinking the medicine, and I am glad that the fever is over after only a day and a half.
Note: This fever at home without medication, the support of the class all on their own. I always say in my heart: "It's okay.
It was these three words that eased my pain and made me face everything easily. In the face of difficulties, please say a few words "it's okay", you will find that the bottomless abyss is filled with these three words, and all the difficulties into "0", lift your feet, walk in the flat and wide road. Speaking of our classmates, I feel funny, because they are a little "strange", and sometimes play "small conspiracy".
Now there is a H1N1 influenza virus in Dongbei, the teacher informed the students as long as the body temperature is more than 37.5 degrees Celsius, do not come to school. Last week most of the students in my class were not sick, only a few students fever, but, after the weekend, I do not know whether the weather changes too much or was infected, Monday morning there are 22 people to come, but in the afternoon on the 20 people to come! The principal was very puzzled: "Isn't the health of the students in this class quite good? How come so many of them didn't show up? They were the only class in the whole school that didn't come so much, it's really strange!" Later, the school for insurance purposes, let our class suspended for a week, this time the students sad face swept away, happy expression immediately occupied the whole face, but also loudly cheered: "Yes! Yay! Yay! The principal let us go on vacation! Yeah!" There was also a four-person relay race, our class running third behind the students, when he gave the baton to run the last baton Cui Zihao, he sprinted hard, he is the last hope of our class.
Seeing that our class was about to lose, he suddenly shouted, "Stop in front of you!" I don't know if the people in front of me were scared or what, but they really stood still, and Cui Zihao took the opportunity to rush across the red line, and our class won! This is our class of those who are a little "strange", and sometimes also play a little "small conspiracy" students.
2. self-complimentary, composition, 50 wordsI'm already a second-grade student, soon to end the second grade course of study, into the third grade.
In this semester, I have made great progress. I learned a lot of new cultural knowledge and the truth of being a human being. Under the guidance of my teacher, I learned to use the radicals to look up words and recognized many vocabulary words, idioms and proverbs. I also learned to distinguish between similar and polyphonic characters. In lessons 26, 27, 28 and 29, I learned to be tolerant of others and self-confident, to give applause to my classmates and to cherish the applause of others. I like English the most, I'm very attentive, not afraid of hard, often listen to tapes, watch the discs, and the effort is not enough, in the school organized the English competition, I won the "Best Speaking Award" honorary title.
I feel that I have not done enough, I have to continue to work hard to make more progress.
3. Write your own story essay 50 wordsAs a girl, you should be a bird, obedient, well-behaved, but I am an outgoing, big-headed, and some people even say I am very spicy. Even my biological parents say I don't look like a girl!
Just like the last time, I went to grill barbecue to eat, delicious food let me "mouth watering three thousand feet", eat more "wolf swallowing", very not like a lady. (Slightly exaggerated ah) Dad saw, said: "Look, who has children like you eat like this, you go to compare your sister Jiang Jing, she will not like you eat like this! Really, not like a girl at all!" Hmph, there is anyone who touches the delicious food, will not be like me!
Another time, I dragged my dad to play ping-pong, and my dad said, "I say Jiang Yu, you see other girls, you go to learn painting ah, singing ah, dance, after training, each is a big talent, you go to learn." "I know, let's go!" It was hard to pull dad up, only to play for a while, I had already lost several balls. Suddenly, dad a shovel ball hit over, hit our "heavy casualties", I was careless, actually blurted out: "Damn, really angry with us! Look at me to get you killed!" My mom, who was sitting on the sidelines watching, got upset and said, "Yuyu, why are you so rude? Where did you learn that? Apologize to Dad!" Why? If you go to our school, you might learn to be even more crooked than me!
Alas, adults always want boys to be dragons and girls to be phoenixes, but the way I look, I'm probably hopeless.
This is the first time I've ever seen a girl who has been in a hurry to get out of the house!
4. My own composition 40-50 wordsTell me about myself
I, always keep a flat head, my eyebrows are quite thick, eyes are very black, bright, although not big. I have thick eyebrows and very dark, bright eyes, although not big, set in my face is quite suitable. The mouth closed up quite good-looking. Oh, I forgot to tell you my name, my name is XXX.
When I was in elementary school, I got along with my classmates very well. I don't like to be angry, and I am happy all day long. Anger can kill brain cells, so when I have a conflict with my classmates, I can basically tolerate it. Classmates ask me to do things, I always try my best, but sometimes I am shy, that is when others praise me. Sometimes also quite reckless, my mother said I was a "little daredevil".
Carelessness is a big problem for me, so I often make mistakes in my homework. But I don't believe I can't change it. You see, in the new semester, I will change it, from "big careless" to a "small careful".
Reading books is my biggest hobby, those novels, magazines, scientific and technological works, I pick up and can not let go --- fascinated! I am often moved by the plot and characters in the book, a moment of sobbing, a moment of giggling, completely immersive.
Don't look at me quite thin, I also like sports! I especially like to play table tennis, in the class is also a master. I also like music, art, mom said I have a wide range of interests.
Well, here we are, welcome to make friends with me.
5. Write your own diary 50 wordsWhy is my head so dizzy? Touch the forehead of the front desk, and touch myself, I don't have a fever! Why can't I get up the spirit? Cough! As it is, so gulp down half a bottle of cool water, do not feel "refreshed", I did not expect half a minute later, the head began to dizzy, but also add a disease - stomach pain.
Self-soothing and distraction, is to alleviate the pain a little bit, just listen to the class, the next class will not be able to support, ambushed on the table. I'm not sure if I have a fever or a cold. No....... When I got home at night, my body felt like a puddle of mud, but I still had to do my homework. After I finished my homework, my dad said, "Let's watch soccer!" Mom and Dad both like soccer I look at it is not even nine o'clock.
Then went to watch it, but the more I watched, the harder it was. Lying in bed, tossing and turning can not sleep, a moment of this pain a moment there pain.
Alas ...... endure it! The next day, I went to school, more difficult to feel. The whole morning can not beat the spirit, in the afternoon, the teacher said: "You have a fever, right?" I just remembered that yesterday's comparison of the front desk is also feverish! The teacher gave me a bag of "Enrico", how to "taste" how like the right heroin, or is out of the shelf life of half a century, really hard to drink ah! I don't remember this flavor of Enrico! I feel much better after drinking the medicine, and I am glad that the fever is over after only a day and a half.
Note: This fever at home without medication, the support of the class all on their own. I always say in my heart: "It's okay.
It was these three words that eased my pain and made me face everything easily. In the face of difficulties, please say a few words "it's okay", you will find the bottomless abyss is filled with these three words, all the difficulties into "0", lift your feet, walk in the flat wide road. Speaking of our classmates, I feel funny, because they are a little "strange", and sometimes play "small conspiracy".
Now there is a H1N1 influenza virus in Dongbei, the teacher informed the students as long as the body temperature is more than 37.5 degrees Celsius, do not come to school. Last week most of the students in my class were not sick, only a few students fever, but, after the weekend, I do not know whether the weather changes too much or was infected, Monday morning there are 22 people to come, but in the afternoon on the 20 people to come! The principal was very puzzled: "Isn't the health of the students in this class quite good? How come so many of them didn't show up? They were the only class in the whole school that didn't come so much, it's really strange!" Later, the school for insurance purposes, let our class suspended for a week, this time the students sad face swept away, happy expression immediately occupied the whole face, but also loudly cheered: "Yes! Yay! Yay! The principal let us go on vacation! Yeah!" There was also a four-person relay race, our class running third behind the students, when he gave the baton to run the last baton Cui Zihao, he sprinted hard, he is the last hope of our class.
Seeing that our class was about to lose, he suddenly shouted, "Stop in front of you!" I don't know if the people in front of me were scared or what, but they really stood still, and Cui Zihao took the opportunity to rush across the red line, and our class won! This is our class of those a little "strange", and sometimes play a little "small conspiracy" students.
6. I succeeded in writing a 50-word essayMom and Dad were not at home, and when it was time to cook, I had an idea in my head: to try to make a meal on my own.
I began to imitate my mother's appearance to try to cook, first from the rice bucket to take out the "small white spots" into the rice pot, to the head of the water cage to open up a big punch, put the water, the hand in the water panning around, feel the rice in the hands of the feeling of the meticulous selection of rice, sand, small stones, and then with the water over the two, the water over the back of the hand, the back of the hand, and then put the water over flush. The first thing you need to do is to get on the stove and cook the rice.
At this point, I had a new idea in my head: to see how the rice is made into rice?
At first, the water bubbled upward, like a child accidentally fell, and slowly and laboriously climbed up, after 20 minutes, one by one, small bubbles and rice slowly melted into one. At this point, I turned the fire on a little smaller, sitting in a folding chair to read a book, looking at, unknowingly fell asleep, into the dreamland.
At noon, my mom came home from work and asked, "Linlin, what are you doing at home? How come there is a burning smell?" Mom's shout woke me up from my dream, jumped up and immediately ran over to turn off the fire, look, no good, the rice burnt, burnt smell smoky. I thought, this time to be scolded by mom, so, drooping head, lowered his head and cried, "Mom, I originally wanted to cook a meal for you to eat, but I just fell asleep, the rice pot burned." But who knows, my mom not only did not blame me, but instead, she said with a gentle breeze, "It's okay, it's just a rotten rice pot, there is a learning and practicing process for everything, if you don't know how to do it, you can learn how to do it. But this is a very dangerous, must learn a lesson, no matter what you do in the future, we must do a good job, do not think twice." After hearing these words, I cried even more, at this time, my mother took me in her arms and said, "Son, don't cry, mom will teach you to cook now." At once, I stopped crying and began to follow my mom to learn how to cook. 40 minutes passed, I opened the lid of the pot, the smell of fragrant rice came to my nose, I jumped up happily and shouted, "I've done it! I've made it! Mom is great!"
7. Write your own skills essay 50 wordsWrite your own skills essay 1: my skills I have many skills, such as: painting, basketball, skating ...... My favorite has to be skating.
Dad told me: "The first step in skating is to walk." I thought to myself: it's not just walking, it's a piece of cake.
I put on my skates and walked onto the rink, but I didn't expect to fall down as soon as I lifted my foot. Mom and Dad pulled me up, let me continue to walk, Mom and Dad each pulled my arm, walked about five minutes, Mom and Dad want me to walk, I was a little afraid, because I just have fallen once, but I still drummed up the courage, took a step, ah! I was a little surprised that I didn't fall, I took a second step, and still didn't fall, after that, I took a few more steps, and the faster I walked, the faster I said to my dad, "I've learned to walk on ice."
Dad said, "Then let's learn the second step - skating." Dad went on to say, "To skate in an outward eight, legs down, looking ahead, left foot stomping hard to the left, right foot stomping to the right."
I did as my dad asked and slowly I skated. My father and I had a competition to see who first skated a circle, because my father practiced for two months, I only practiced for one day, the result is that my father skated six laps, I only skated one lap.
But I never fell down again, "I learned! I've learned! I finally learned to skate!" I cheered loudly! I'm not the only one who can do this, but I'm also the only one who can do it, and I'm not the only one who can do it, and I'm not the only one who can do it. I remember when I was a child, I saw my father typing in front of the computer, and I thought it was fun, so I pestered my father to teach me to type.
When I started typing, my dad told me about the fingerprints and let me practice on my own. But the keyboard did not listen to me, I typed this letter, but he typed another letter.
At this point, I kind of wanted to give up. When my dad saw me hanging my head, he came to me and said, "Son, whatever you do, don't give up halfway."
I said, "But I just can't hit it!" Dad said, "Then I'll teach you again!" I nodded and said, "Okay." Dad told me to put my ten fingers on the keyboard, and he let me continue typing.
With Dad's guidance, I finally typed a word I wanted to type. After a while, my hands hurt from typing.
But I endured the pain and continued to type. In this way, I practiced day after day, year after year, and finally I was able to type easily.
I tasted the joy of success, and at the same time, I also realized a truth: no matter what you do, as long as you don't give up halfway, you can succeed. Cheer up! We work together, perseverance is victory oh! Write your own skills essay three: my skills If you want to ask me what skills I have, I can say a lot in one breath: play backgammon, play badminton, ride a bike ...... but the most memorable thing for me is riding a bike.
One day, my mom and I went to the square to play, as soon as I arrived at the square I saw many children riding bicycles, they ride so happy, so happy! So I said to my mom, "Mom, I want to learn to ride a bike. Okay?" Mom smiled and said, "Sure!" As soon as I got home, I hurriedly took out the bike and began to learn.
At first, my dad was holding the bike, so I rode boldly, thinking, "I won't fall down if my dad is holding it anyway." I rode, I looked back, Dad did not help me, the heart of a moment of panic, afraid of self fall down.
Unexpectedly, I panicked, I fell off the car. "Ah! It hurts!" I lay on the ground and screamed "No more learning, I don't want to learn."
Mom heard my words and said: "Wang Zihang, you do not be discouraged, you have not heard the saying? Failure is the mother of success, only through failure can you succeed." Listening to my mother's words I bravely stood up, regained confidence, and began to practice again.
In this way, fell down again and again, and stood up again and again. After five days, I finally learned to ride a bike, and I was so happy that day.
Through this incident, I realized that I have to be persistent and persevering to do anything in order to succeed. The best thing I can do is to ride a bicycle.
I remember when I first learned how to ride a bike, I was afraid to ride. First my father told me to push the car to find the balance.
Then, slowly I tried to pedal forward with the help of my mom and dad, and I fell several times during this process. I also summarize my own experience, once I found the car crooked, two legs a, to prevent falling.
Dad also criticized me for being a coward.
This is the first time that I've seen a car that has been used for a long time, and I'm sure it's a good one.
In this way, in the open space in front of and behind the building, I keep turning around, but also from time to time to fall a heel. The two stirrups were bruised from the fall, and I was tired and sore.
At night I dreamed that I could ride! To my excitement and surprise, the next day when I got on the bike, I suddenly realized that I could pedal continuously. I happily shouted towards my mom and dad, "I can ride! I can ride!" Finally, I learned to change direction, lightning drift, dragon tail, blade overtaking and other tricks, you see what a wonderful dream I had! I also know how to cross obstacles, that is, through garbage, rocks, branches, and weed fields with my beloved bike.
So there was no shortage of parental scolding. We also used to race.
It was me, Yoyo He, and the big kids. He Yao Yao and I played the front, the children in the back chase, the neighborhood pond and the concrete floor of each building have become our race track.
The proudest thing is that I rode a few miles to my grandmother's house to show off under the watchful eye of my mom and dad. I have many, many skills, but my best skill is roller skating.
I remember when I saw children roller skating, my heart was like a million ants crawling, itching, I was determined to practice roller skating. So, I took the roller skates full of wheels and ran to the square, where there are many children wearing roller skates skating around, I envy.
I couldn't wait to put on my roller skates, but before I could stand still, I fell flat on my face. I was a little discouraged, but my mom said to me, "How can you learn something without falling a few times, and you must have persistence and perseverance to do anything."
Listening to my mom's words, I was revitalized, holding on to the railing a little bit of skating, like learning to walk, and finally kung fu is not worth the effort. I can finally glide slowly, although not as fast as the skilled children, but I can stand firm on my own.
8. write essay, within fifty wordsMy hometown is a remote mountain village. There are no skyscrapers in the city; no busy streets in the city; and no supermarkets with abundant commodities. But it has its own unique beauty - simplicity.
As far as the eye can see, a tall mountain peaks towering in front of you. There is a small river under the mountain, which goes around the whole village, and looking down from the top of the mountain, that small river is like a crystalline and transparent band. The river is planted with a few wild willow trees, the breeze blows, the green *** flow of branches and leaves in the river dance, beautiful! Holidays, children's holidays, children three groups, five groups of cattle to the mountains, cow bells jingle, accompanied by the little shepherd boys loud and clear song, seems to be extraordinarily good. In the field, the farmers are hard labor, see, they are more hard ah!
After the hard work of the farmers; after their morning and evening labor, they finally used their hands to earn money to build a new house. Families built brick houses and also put white and beautiful tiles on the houses. These bright houses look especially beautiful against the backdrop of the turquoise mountains.
At noon, the men, women, and children of the village gathered on the flat piece of land under the village hall to talk and laugh, and the whole village was immersed in joy. Many families in the village have bought televisions, and some of them have installed digital TVs. At night, all the families turn on the TV to watch TV together, and the lights in every house are on, and when you look from a distance, the stars are like stars hanging in the sky.
My hometown is not only beautiful, and people are living in harmony. How harmonious and quiet it makes people feel.
9. Write a 50-word essay on I SucceededWhat is success? Never a perfect score on a quiz, a red "100".
Some people say, "Success is as sweet as honey." He was wrong.
He only sees the positive side of success as glorious. But ignores the bitterness that comes with success.
I think success is a flower in the desert, very beautiful. But in order to blossom, it must go through a hard struggle! Third grade, began to learn the composition, looking at a book of "excellent composition of elementary school students," which is a wonderful language, so I was mesmerized, but also secretly longing for: if, this is what I wrote, that.
Can't help but start rambling and fantasizing.
It was hard to wait until the first composition class, Mr. Zhang assigned us a composition, you can write all kinds of things, without the slightest restriction, unrestrained. As soon as I heard, I was energized, great, finally I can write a composition! I can't believe there are no topic restrictions! This is too underestimate me! I jumped and ran home, and as soon as I entered the door, I told my mom before I even put down my bag, "Today we're going to write our first essay in elementary school!" Mom froze for a second when she heard these words, and then understood, and encouraged me with a look of surprise: "Then you have to write it well, you must be able to" I nodded.
An hour later.
I was frowning, playing with the pen in my hand, staring at the blank paper, when my mom called out to me with concern, telling me to take a break. I changed my sitting position and looked up at the stars through the window again.
The countless little stars seemed like infinite inspiration, and although I could see them, it was out of reach to pick them. In the silence, only the ticking of the clock could be heard.
My pen was getting heavier and heavier, and my mood was getting more and more agitated, so I slammed it down on the table, and shouted in exasperation, "Mom!" But no one answered, and for a moment, a chill crept up my spine, quickly freezing my agitation,, the room was silent, and a tidal wave of fear invaded my heart. A sense of loss lingered with me.
So I couldn't help but remember a few days ago, when my mom let me sleep alone. At that time, I was afraid, I put two pictures on the bed: one is the Monkey King, one is a big cat, in order to achieve the role of comfort.
Now that I think about it, it's kind of funny. This fleeting memory gave me a great inspiration, a time, inspiration like the opening of the floodgates like a steady stream of water rushed to my brain, I'm really a little overwhelmed, overwhelmed it! But more inspiration is not a good thing, it is not easy to choose a material, racked my brains and only wrote a quarter of a side of the paper, look at this article is not much bigger than a dried tofu, I really want to cry a little desire! I can't! I can't give up! In front of my eyes flashed out Sima Qian, Talking Qian, Mark Twain, Jintao and a large group of successful people, they all rely on persistence to achieve success! Thinking about it, the flame of faith was rekindled, change! Change! Change! The night "change", not the slightest tiredness.
Dry eyes, sore fingers.
The next day, with anxiety, the composition was handed over to Mr. Zhang "trial". In the afternoon, Mr. Zhang came with a smile on his face.
This time, the composition is written.
My chest like suddenly jumped into a rabbit.
"Wang Yiming.
Well written," huh? Teacher Zhang was praising me! I didn't react for a moment, and then I woke up: this time I wrote a good essay! I succeeded! I've been working hard last night, and it's not in vain! A person's life is like a flower in the desert that has gathered years of hard work, effort and sweat in order to blossom into a glorious flower! That flower is called one by one success.