A girl, usually the relationship is just like that, said to you that she hit the wall is very painful, how should you reply

The first tooth extraction XX September 03, Saturday, Weather: Sunny remember when I was seven years old, the teeth loose, as if the typhoon attacked the small trees, swaying, eating is very inconvenient, and decided to go to the extraction of teeth. Dad brought me to, only to see wearing a white lab coat, wearing a mask, and a spotlight hooped on his head, a big pliers in his hand waving in front of my eyes, I was scared and frightened, thinking, "The big pliers are for pulling out nails, do I use it to pull out my teeth?" I fled out of my chair and hid behind my father, who and anxious, came to persuade me, and I was still persuaded. I bravely, fearfully re-sit in the chair, but still afraid of the big pincers, only to close my eyes, open my mouth, as if the big trouble, but, before I could feel the pain, said, "Well." Took a handful of cotton balls in my hand and stuffed them between my teeth. Touching my big head, he said, "You're great!" Dad picked me up and said happily, "You're so brave!" I also gave a thumbs up and said, "Uncle, you are really a master of tooth extraction!" Expert Comment:This diary records the author's first experience of pulling out a tooth, in which the state of the loose tooth and the process of pulling out the tooth are described very vividly, such as: "The tooth was loose, as if it had been attacked by a typhoon, like a small tree, wobbling." This sentence describes the loose teeth using the expression of hyperbole, describes the humor and does not lose the sense of reality. As a second grade student this is a great little journal entry. The first time Benji Today, I was writing homework at home. Suddenly, the book was finished. I took 50 cents to the store Benji. I ran all the way to the store and when I entered I shouted, "Take a language book." The salesgirl aunty acted as if she didn't hear me and just entertained the other customers. It was then that I realized that "Please use polite language" was written on the wall. I immediately said to the auntie in a soft tone, "Auntie, please take a language book for me, thank you!" Auntie smiled and said, "Little friend, how did you become so polite?" My face couldn't help but blush. The book, I went home happily. Back home, mom asked, "The book is back?" "Uh, it's back." I stammered in reply. Mom asked curiously, "What's wrong?" I had to tell my mom exactly what happened. After listening, my mom stroked my head and said, "Okay, if you know your mistakes, you are a good boy." Through this incident, I understand a truth, know the wrong does not matter, the important thing is to correct the mistake in time, is a good boy. Since then, I have changed my bad habit of not using polite words. Expert Comment:In the article, we see a good boy who knows his mistakes and corrects them. The article writes that I went to the book unsuccessfully because I was impolite, and finally I became polite and succeeded in getting to the book, which tells us that we should be a polite person who knows his mistakes and corrects them. The article has a complete structure and the ending highlights the center. The first time I went on an airplane to Wednesday, September 29th Clear After vacation, my father came to pick me up to play. In this way, I got on an airplane for the first time. Came to the airfield, wow, what a big airplane, spreading its two wings, like a huge silver eagle! Climbing up the string ladder, I went to my seat and sat down. Looking out, there is a piece of purple lights, like a small firefly, in fact, that is the beacon light. Take off, I'm a little nervous, Dad told me not to be afraid. Look down again, Jinan left in a blurred sea of lights. On the airplane, the stewardess introduced us to the general knowledge of safety, taught us to fasten the seat belt, and brought us drinks and snacks. I ate, drank, while looking around, think the plane where all interesting. It felt like only a little while later, my dad told me that we had arrived. So soon? I hurriedly looked outside and ah, there were more lights, so many bright, colorful lights, illuminating a great city. It really is! The plane landed slowly and my mom came to pick us up. I jumped into my mom's arms, and also into the arms. Expert comment:This diary writes about the author's first airplane ride, which was new, nervous and fun, and it was all over in a flash as the plane slowly landed. The sentences flow well and are written in an organized manner without a hint of verbosity or tedium. After watching "For the First Time in My Life" Today, I watched the variety show "For the First Time in My Life" on my computer. After watching it, I have a lot of feelings. First of all, I think Xu Zichen has strong organizational and language skills, and he will be a pillar of strength in the future. His willingness to help children younger than him is marvelous. As for Cayla, she is essentially a very good child, but because she is too small, she always relies on her mother, so she is always the last to finish her tasks. And then there is Yang Yang, she is also a warm-hearted and caring girl, she acts as a big sister in the team, which is worthy of our learning and praise. Lastly, there are Yeye and Lele. Yeyeye is still small and needs to work with others in many things. And Lele is the one who helps him and encourages him. They have some small quarrels sometimes, but that doesn't stop their sister-brother love. I have learned a lot from them. I will learn from their cooperative spirit, Xu Zichen's helpfulness, Cayla's filial piety, Yangyang's love, and Yeye and Lele's unity. Experts' comments:This is an after-viewing article, and the writer has been greatly inspired after watching "First Time in Life". As a second-grade student, the author is able to summarize the plot of the show, which is not easy and deserves recognition. The article is compact and it is intriguing to see what the author was able to take away from the program. Washing dishes for the first time Every day I see the familiar figure of my mom busy at home. I thought ah, I am now all grown up, is not it time to help mom do some simple housework! So, after lunch, there were piles of dishes on the table. I said to my mom, "Mom, you usually work so hard, let me help you wash the dishes today!" My mom answered me with a surprised expression, "You're still young, the most important thing now is to study hard." . "No, mom, I'm already 9 years old, I can do these things, please believe me. You just feel free to go to the living room to rest and watch TV!" Mom saw how insistent I was, so she didn't say anything. I collected the dishes and put them in the basin in the kitchen faucet. Then I put in some hot water and poured some detergent. The bowl was a little greasy, so I rinsed it over and over. Then put them neatly in the cupboard like mom did. Then I gently wiped the grease near the gas dryer with a hot rag. In no time at all, the previously messy kitchen was put in order by me. Finally, I went downstairs to take out the garbage. At this time, my mother came into the kitchen, she smiled and said to me, "My good daughter has grown up and can help her mother work." Expert comment: This article describes the first time I washed the dishes, the whole language is simple and fluent, the structure is complete, this article is based on real life, the selection of appropriate materials. The author of the dishes for his mother, for his mother to share the household chores of this filial piety is worth learning. The first snow day of winter This morning, it was raining. To the third class, the snow suddenly fluttered down from the sky, they have a variety of shapes, a moment is round; a moment is a raindrop-shaped ...... At first, under the snow particles, like the sky, someone grasping the white sugar, a handful of sprinkled down below. Not long after, the crystal snow more and more big, snow particles into snow flakes, like a piece of goose feather like, light, slow and easy to fall down, one after another, fluttering like the sky fairy scattered jade leaves, beautiful silver flowers, so beautiful, so crystalline. To the end of the school day, people come and go here, cars come and go, bustling, the trees are full of white snow, the snow on the ground is loose and soft, step on it will make a "rustle" sound. It was so much fun! At that time, I thought: If I could become a small snowflake, it would be so nice! Because I wanted to feel what it was like to fall from the sky. At night, I continued to watch the white, crystalline, beautiful snowflakes. At this moment I suddenly had an idea: such a nice view, I should use a camera to capture this beauty and send it to my dear mom and dad. I love the snow in winter because it is white as jade and brings happiness to people. Expert Comment:This is a piece of scenery writing, the author describes the scenery when it snows, which makes us feel infinite love for snowflakes. The article language is beautiful, can be points of good sentences, exudes the author of the love of snowflakes, is an article worth reading. The First JourneyEveryone's life begins with the first time, and as an ordinary person, I am no exception. As an ordinary person, I am no exception. Look, today I have an extraordinary "first". As dusk fell for the night, I pushed open the heavy metal door and looked out. "Huh?" I looked around, the streets were crowded, how come I couldn't find my mom? I clutched the change in my hand and couldn't help but remember: my mom isn't coming to pick me up today, I'm going to take the bus home alone! So, I ran all the way to the crosswalk, afraid of not catching the bus. In the waiting station, I saw an aunt on the battery car cooking oil fell to the ground, then rushed over, picked up the oil, handed it to her car. The aunt smiled and said, "Thank you!" She smiled and said, "Thank you!", and rushed on her way. Not long after, the bus came, people went up one after another. How can I put in the coins? There wasn't even a ticket inspector. I was at a loss as to what to do. The driver said kindly, "Little girl, put your money in this transparent box." I said coyly, "Thank you!" . A few coins slid right out of my hand into the poop box. I settled into the car and set off on my journey home. I think this first time will surely be unforgettable to me, for I have gained truth, goodness and beauty. Expert comment: the author's first journey is - alone home by car, although it is a very small thing, but there is a small to see the effect of the big, through this incident the author harvest on the true, good, beautiful knowledge, the feelings of real natural, is the wonderful place of this article. The first time I own dishes today I went to the vegetable farm dishes with my little friend. Along the way we walked excitedly. Came to the vegetable market, I saw a sea of people in the vegetable market. Various vendors were greeting their business. Bicycles and electric cars also came and went on the sidewalks of the field. The vegetable vendors, who couldn't stop waving to us, wanted us to lay their vegetables. We came to a grandpa and grandma's stall. I saw my favorite tomatoes and cucumbers. And my mom and dad's favorite peppers. I first asked the price of the peppers, and the grandmother kindly said to me, "One dollar and fifty cents a pound." I took a few big and fresh peppers and carefully put them into the vegetable blueprints. Then said to the old grandmother, "Granny will you weigh them for me?" Granny weighed them and said, "One dollar." I paid the grandma and got the tomatoes and cucumbers. This is an aunt to the little brother praised me and said, "Look, little brother, can help mom and dad vegetables, how understanding ah!" I was so happy to hear that. I and my little friends left the vegetable farm in high spirits. Through this dish, I y appreciate the hard work of my father and mother usually. I want to repay my mom and dad with excellent academic results. Expert comment: the work of the words between the lines can be felt in the tender strokes of the young author reveals the heart of the expressive power, is to want to go through their own dishes to promote the importance of civilized language. A third-grade child can be based on their own set theme to choose the material on the first step to a good exercise success. The first time to wash mom's feet on Mother's Day, the teacher set a special task for us: to help mom wash her feet. Since I was a child, it was my mother who washed my feet, and to be honest, I felt uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart to wash my mother's feet. Back home, I thought for a long time, and finally summoned up the courage to call out to my mom in the kitchen, "Mom, come here, I'll wash your feet tonight." Mom was surprised, stuck her head out of the kitchen and said, "Did I hear you right?" "I've already poured the water, come sit down!" Only slowly did she come over and sit on the stool in front of me. I bowed my head, closed my eyes, and held my breath as I pulled off my mom's socks. I pressed mom's feet into the water and worked up the water with my hands, splashing everywhere. After a while, the resistance in my heart slowly disappeared and I picked up my mom's feet and gently, slowly washed and rubbed her. I felt my mom's feet trembling in my hands, and when I looked up, she was wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. Until today, I didn't understand: although mom and dad don't say it on their lips, but in their hearts, they still long for us to care about them. Sometimes just a greeting, a glass of water, a hug, can make them extraordinarily moved. Expert Comment:This article will give the mother to wash the feet of the process of writing in detail, through the details of the description fully reflects the author's inner feelings at that time. The end of the article properly expresses their feelings, the language is simple but deep meaning, intriguing, is a good piece of work. The first time I rode a bicycle in my colorful childhood, there were many firsts. But the most unforgettable one was the first time I learned to ride a bicycle. Every time I see a lot of big brothers and sisters are riding bicycles and mom and dad to go to the dishes, I was red-eyed, determined to learn to ride a bicycle. I pulled my dad by the collar and said, "Dad, I want to learn how to ride a bike!" But Dad said, "There's no time." After much pleading, my dad rolled out his sludge-covered little bike for me to learn on, and he left. I was there by myself to learn how to ride a bicycle, I thought about how those big brothers and sisters rode, I first put one foot on the pedal, suddenly I pedaled hard, the bike flew forward, it didn't last long, after a while it fell down. I don't give up, I know how to ride without realizing it. But the bike was broken, and I was "bruised and battered". I pushed my bike back. I told my mom and dad excitedly, "I've learned to ride a bike!" My mom and dad said in unison, "My son is great, he learned it so fast!" My heart was sweeter than honey. I learned to ride a bicycle! Expert Comment:This is a narrative article, the author recounts the hard course of learning to ride a bicycle, expressing the author's happy mood after the bitter sweet. The language of the article is simple, if the author can learn to ride a bicycle process, a detailed description, it would be better.