Essay around the center

In daily life or work and study, we are not unfamiliar with the essay, with the help of the essay can vent the feelings of the heart, regulate their mood. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The following is my collection of essays around the center, for your reference, I hope to help friends in need.

Around the center of the essay 1

Once, in Grandma's house to play with the phone, my brother did not have a phone to play, he came out a hand to snatch the phone, after a while took a coat hanger to hit me, hit me wow cry, then as long as he was not happy I was hit I have always hated him and every time after a beating will leave a wound, it will take a long time to get well. And once, I broke my hand.

One day, he was upstairs playing with his cell phone and I was downstairs doing my homework. Mom went out just as I was finishing my homework. I was downstairs watching TV, my mother went up to take my brother's phone away, but also specifically instructed me not to fight with my brother I just hmmm, mom and dad walked out, I had a cell phone in my hand, my mother said that I let me look at my brother to finish his homework and then give him to play, my brother came down with a coat hanger, his face was unhappy, and I knew that I was going to start a fight again, and I said subconsciously, "What mom said. You have to finish your homework before you can play with your cell phone."

My brother said, "Then give me the phone first, I'll finish my homework and then play."

I said, "If mom and dad find out, I'll get beaten up."

My brother said, "If you want to beat me, it's none of my business, give it to me or not."

I said, "No!"

My brother said, "Then I'm not polite."

I was beaten again, my back was bruised and purple.

Tears are a representation of sadness and sometimes of excitement. Are my tears that useless?

Essay around the center 2

I had a birthday, very happy, happy with a sweet taste.

This year's birthday for me and previous years are different, but it seems to be the same, before the birthday, order a cake, eat a meal, the birthday is over, but this year waiting for me seems to be a surprise ......

On my birthday, my father and I went downstairs to get the cake, which came in a pink box, high up. and different from previous years. When we arrived at the box, we were pleasantly surprised that the English letters "Happy Birthday" were pasted on the wall, and there were many flowers decorating around it, forming a big peach shape. I was so happy.

Put the cake on the table, mom and dad asked me to personally open, I was puzzled, open that moment, I was stunned. The cake is blue, many pearl sugar to do decorations, above the little girl with a skirt graceful, with sequins decorated ball beautiful, brilliant butterflies gently stop, not a fairy tale, better than a fairy tale. It is really pleasing to the eye.

The cake will be eaten soon, and I don't want to destroy the beauty of this ingenuity. I picked up the table knife, left painting, right painting. How to cut will not affect the beauty of the cake? Thought about it, fell the table knife, soon each hand a copy, I picked up the fork, ate a bite, rich oil flavor, soft and attractive, pleasing to the palate of the art of getting the most out of the play. The cake with mango chunks, sweet in the mouth, sweeter in the heart. A warm current of love welled up in my heart. It was drizzling outside the window, but I didn't have a trace of coolness.

I love this birthday, it is sweet!

essay around the center 3

There is a crystal clear box in the depths of memory, recording the images of what has happened in the past 12 years.

The twilight night, after 12 o'clock, the streets were terribly quiet at night. The lights in the neighbor's house went out without warning. Silent night, into the way to sleep, out of the blue there is a girl through my figure, ghostly and weird smile at me, turn her eyes back to look at me, and said to me, "want to know all the mystery, just follow me closely!" I looked in amazement, it was another self in my mind, how could this be? She hurried away, and I followed close behind, the darkness growing more and more terrible. In the twinkling of an eye, there was no more "me." I looked around in fear, but there was nothing I could do but keep walking, thinking anxiously, "Why is this dream so mysterious and scary? Is something unprecedented going to happen?" The more I walked, the more apprehensive I became, and every step was a little too soon. Finally, at the end of the walk, a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness, and it seemed as if light and shadow were flickering and glowing not far away.

Walking through the dark space, she said to me, "This leads to a mysterious space, something different will happen, please walk up the steps." Walking up the steps, I realized that I was surrounded by clouds that I couldn't touch the edges of. Jerking back, the steps were nowhere to be seen. I sprinted on and walked into another world of birds, it was beautiful! There was a pavilion with a colorful box shimmering before I recalled the reality of asking the question, "I don't know if I can look for a mystery that I don't know the answer to, as in opening a bit of what I experienced in my childhood." I was not amused and she said to me, "Fingerprints open a box and you will see some strange sights, so please be careful." I did as she said and instantly fell and rolled down a bead that displayed some strange images and nothing spooky. The sun was in a blood-soaked dusk, the sea was white with waves, and immediately all the objects on the edge disappeared, even the earth was nowhere to be seen.

Early in the morning, the morning sun glow, remembering last night's dream, has been fearful of staying and sitting ......

Essay around the center 4

One day, I saw a video on my phone. A sister stood on a skateboard valiantly, maneuvering freely, and soon was y attracted by that kind of cool, looking forward to owning a skateboard.

Birthday is coming soon, I have a plan, why not take this opportunity to let my mom as a birthday gift to me. One day, I was mysterious, beating around the bush, testing my mom, and I gladly agreed. At that time, I felt that I was not far away from the day of playing on the skateboard, and I was so proud of myself. At night, I dreamed that I stepped on the skateboard, as light as flying, running freely, attracting the envy of countless children's eyes.

Almost to the birthday, there is no movement, a mention of skateboarding, mom always said wait. One day, I urged again, waiting for an unexpected answer: "Sorry, I do not quite understand this play, so do not buy for the time being, wait for me to understand and then say", a good unexpected answer, when the head of a stick, speechless. I blame my mom for not speaking her mind, and for momentarily coaxing me to be happy. The next few days, I have been moping, racking my brain to find a reason to convince mom.

On my birthday, I wished my mom had given me a skateboard as a gift. The exciting moment came, and the moment I opened my eyes after making the wish, what appeared in front of me was a gift box with colorful packaging. I couldn't wait to open it, and guess what I saw - the skateboard of my dreams. I was ecstatic, imagining what it would be like to stand on the skateboard and glide freely. While I was obsessed, my mom whispered in my ear, "Happy Birthday". I couldn't contain my excitement and gave my mom a big hug. Mom explained, "I've had my eye on it for a long time and have been hiding it from you. After all, it's a birthday present, so it has to be mysterious and a surprise for you." I held the skateboard tightly in my arms.

The next step was to learn how to skateboard, and when I first started to play, my feet were wobbling from side to side, and I couldn't find my balance. My mom encouraged me not to be discouraged, as long as I insisted, unremitting efforts, always successful.

Now, I stand on the skateboard, full of energy, like the eagle flying freely

I hope to get the skateboard although anxious, but the mother's love such as spring manna sprinkled in my heart.

Essay 5 around the center

Today, I put the toy in the most obvious place, it is my most beloved toy, it is beautiful, I do not want to give my brother.

At that time my parents found out and praised me, "You are very good at spelling, I will buy you a bigger toy, can you spell it?" At that time I agreed, I was really happy at that time, because my mom bought me one of my favorite type, the name of the God of Destruction, this type I like, from which I started, I think about that toy every hour and every minute and every second, at night I zoomed in on that toy, and then I think about myself in the opening of the God of Destruction, at that time, how happy, as if I became a great king, want to do whatever I want to do.

This toy is made up of 6 of them, so here's the deal! These must all be put together by me, and I'm going to share them equally, and also, mine is the best and strongest. Ah - my brother shouted, he tried to bargain, but unfortunately he couldn't fight me, so I'll enjoy myself. Mom: "Both of them are fine, stop fighting!"

It then occurred to me that if I gave my brother custody of the toys they would surely be in tatters, the robot we were given before was broken, and we would have to rummage through boxes to find something. In short, it would be wrong to give the toys to my brother. So I'll keep them.

A few days later, the delivery came, and it was my toy, and it was going to take a long time to put it all together. I stayed up until the afternoon, came home, finished my homework, and started putting it together right away, with my brother bickering next to me.

After I finished, I immediately put together another one. My mom said, "Finish these six first, and then put them together so you don't make a mistake. Otherwise, this is only part of it, it is easy to be wrong, listen to me right."

My long-awaited toy is put together, I am very happy, and I have to touch it every day to be satisfied.

essay around the center 6

Sweet, sometimes a taste, sometimes an emotion. The five flavors of life are sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. And the most experienced in life is bitter and sweet, there is an old saying: to eat the bitterness of the bitter, only one person. Only in the difficult not discouraged, not to give up, will have more than ordinary people's talent and wisdom, people will achieve amazing fruit, but also only experienced hardship and suffering, to better appreciate the value of success.

Candy, fruit, chocolate ...... all have a sweet flavor. But for the emotion, I thought of that, in September 20xx, when I stood on the winner's podium, the sweetness of that moment can not be expressed in words. I remember that before I learned swimming, my health was poor, and I still had frequent colds and fevers when I first started training, but I still insisted on training, and although I couldn't go into the water, I kept up my physical fitness and training level through land and other training methods. Although it was very hard and tiring, but I still insisted hard, slowly my body is getting stronger and stronger, the results are also improving little by little, and finally I won the competition over the opponent and stood on the championship leader. Think about it is that time of persistence and hard work, only to return the sweetness of the final success.

The fact that I know not to fantasize that there is only sweetness and no bitterness in life. Bitter - can make people awake, let people reflect. Sweet - can give people encouragement, urge people to move forward. Suffering, enjoying the sweet, life will be flavorful, life will be full of hope. When I think of sweet, standing on the winner's podium will be in my mind, this "sweet" thing is always around me, always guarding me, accompanying me.

around the center of the essay 7

"planting melon get melon, planting beans get beans", "fruit", nothing more than on the "field" under the "wood", what can be special?

I once read a book called "only hard work will succeed", there is a part of the content, let me feel the "fruit", it is called "the first bucket of gold".

It says - when the computer revolution started, a company called "Chinese Academy of Sciences Institute of Computing New Technology Development Company" was founded. They lost a lot of money, but they persevered and made their "first pot of gold" by selling their technical labor - a bunch of computers. This brought them more profits, which made them work harder, and they made a name for themselves in the computer revolution.

Yeah, who else is going to have sweet fruit if they don't work hard? There is no pie in the sky, and there is no such thing as getting something without working hard. We can eat sweet fruit by watering the seeds with our sweat, and I still have the experience of decision-making, which makes me intriguing and y felt.

At that time, I was in the fifth grade, there is such a habit - go to the library every day to read for a while, day in and day out, I drew more exercise techniques to make the exercise more beautiful and better. It was a thrill once to concentrate on a satisfying essay that gave me my first hundred points and left me with a nagging feeling of satisfaction! It was the first hundred points the boys had ever gotten in the afternoon, and it made me feel more confident and focused on the appeal of the essay.

"There's no such thing as too much work." You just need to be a cow for your seed, watering and fertilizing, you will surely be able to produce a large, full and sweet fruit, you halfway, foregone, only let the seed wither.

essay around the center 8

The midterm exams are coming up, students are all in the nervous review, I am no exception.

A week before the midterm exams, I was reviewing when my mom walked in and looked at me with eager eyes, and said to me seriously, "If you get 90 points in all three subjects this time, I'll buy you the Little Captain Fifteen that you want." When I got to this statement, I revised more seriously. Because then I can get the book I want faster.

The night before the midterm exam, I kept tossing and turning in bed, afraid that I wouldn't do well. In the middle of the night when I was sleeping, it was as if there was a voice telling me to hurry up and review, which scared me so much that I immediately got up again to review.

The next day, I got up in the morning and I was still wondering whether I could get that set of books or not.

The test papers were sent down, and the atmosphere around me became tense all of a sudden.

I buried my head to do the test paper, suddenly a question difficult to defeat me. When I managed to find the trick to this topic, and then look at the time was only 10 minutes left. So I did the rest of the questions in one breath without lifting my head.

After a few days, the teacher sent down the results in order, and my heart was beating very fast, waiting and waiting, finally sent to me. However, I didn't dare to open it to look at my grades, but for the sake of my book, I had to look at it again. Turning over the report card, I covered my eyes with my hand, my heart beats faster, slowly take my hand away, I was surprised to find that I three on the 90 points, I screamed with excitement.

Hahahahahaha! You'd better come to me soon, The Little Captain of Fifteen!

I discovered that in all things, if you work hard, you will have fun.

Essay 9 around the center

Everyone has done many things they regret, and the thought of them sends them into self-doubt.

Once, my good friend, Ge, invited me to her house to play. As soon as I entered her room, the doll on her desk, y attracted me, the doll was so perfect, no matter clothes or jewelry are so realistic, I really want to have it very much.

"Ge, where did you buy this doll from? It's really good looking!" I said as I stared at the doll with unblinking eyes.

"My mom made this doll for me, no amount of money can buy it!" Ger said with a smile.

As she finished that sentence, a bad thought crossed my mind, "Ah! Her mom made it! If I can't buy it, then why don't I sneak it away, I just happened to bring my book bag with me today, so I'll take it later when they're not looking! Well, do that!"

After I'd played the game for a while with Ger, Ger said, "I'm going to the restroom, wait for me."

"Uh, okay," I replied, and then I quickly opened my bag and stuffed the doll in it, covering it up with a book so G couldn't find it, and then I rushed home after I put it in.

On another day, Gram said to me, "Ugh! Did you see my doll yesterday? It's the one you said was pretty yesterday."

"Huh? It should be on your desk, right? I saw it yesterday. When we go to your house later, I'll help

you look for it" I was too nervous to speak.

"Ugh! Forget it, that's my birthday present from mom, I love it!" Little Gram said sadly. Not long after, Little Gram burst into tears.

Later, I thought carefully: did I do wrong? Xiaoge had to be so sad! I did this is not right, I want to give it back to her. Unluckily, Xiaoge suddenly transferred to the county. I will be immersed in regret and self-reproach for the rest of my life.

Everyone does wrong, but one must correct one's mistakes in time to have a better self!

The bee flew into the window and then did not fly inward, just lying on the glass and kept flapping his wings, very much want to fly out of the feeling. He probably didn't know that there is something called glass in the world! Just want to fly toward the scenery in front of it, don't know what is blocked. Suddenly, I thought of Guo Jingming's line, "Like a fly lying on a glass plate, the future is bright, the road is not." Now, it should be: Bee lying on the glass, the future is bright, the road is there, just - not yet found.

The bee hit the glass again and again and again, and several times it was only a few millimeters away from freedom, but it seemed to have no idea, and still danced the "8" dance on the glass. I admire the bee's patience and perseverance, and admire the bee's persistence, but gradually I began to think that it is so dull, after trying so many times, it does not work, can not they go around?

I simply put down the bowl and began to study how it was going to fly out, how to find its way to freedom. After many more failed attempts, it seemed to run out of steam and flew lower and lower. I began to pity it again. Suddenly, it perked up, buzzed much louder, flew back a few steps, made a perfect turn, and flew out the window in a swish. The speed was so fast that I was amazed by it.

Around the center of the essay 11

Six years, we are under the same roof to discuss the problem, together to explore the mysteries of mathematics; six years, we are in the same class to learn idioms, together into the world of language. My elementary school life is like a mouse falling into a rice bowl - half sad to half sweet, sad is the trouble of learning, sweet . It is a little bit of classroom ......

Sweet hidden in the care of classmates. One day, just after the math class, my stomach suddenly hurt. I was breathless on the table, pale." What's wrong, is it a stomachache?" My classmate Xiaoxian asked with concern. I gently nodded, and saw Xiao Xian she immediately got up and ran elsewhere. After a while, Xiao Xian appeared in front of me panting, and said to me, "Here's the water, come take a sip, it's been drying for a while, it's not hot!"" Thanks!" I picked up the cup and drank the water in one gulp, my body was really much more comfortable, replaced by a stream of warmth that flowed from my mouth all the way to my stomach and to my heart.

Sweet hidden in the teacher's care. There was a time when I was sick and did not go to class for several weeks in a row. Naturally, I fell behind in a lot of homework, and my grades are rightfully slipping. Our teacher, Mr. Hu, came from school to explain to me because I hadn't been to class during my illness. With Ms. Hu's help, I was able to catch up with my homework day after day. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Sweet hidden in the wonderful classroom. Once, our class won the first place in the gymnastics competition. The teacher organized a "drum roll" to reward us." With the sound of music, the game began. The students were both excited and nervous, excited because they could play the game, and nervous because they were afraid of being passed to themselves. As the music paused, "bad luck" finally struck me. I was nervous to go to the podium and sing. I felt that I sang very badly and even felt that many of my notes were out of tune. When I was ready to accept the ridicule, but the stage rang a round of applause, let my heart immediately relaxed a lot, it turns out that I worry too much.

Sweet is everywhere. As long as the careful sense, can always taste the sweetness of life.

Autumn, gradually left us again, in addition to the afterglow of the sun at noon, then all that is left is cold.

When I got up in the morning, I could not see more than fifty meters of fog, which made me feel the deep meaning, but the warmth in my heart was much better than the cold that came to my face.

The leaf was frozen a pinch on the broken, but I do not think so, he was like the warmth of the evaporation on earth, I instead feel that this fall is very meaningful.

Wednesday afternoon, in the teacher's recommendation, I saw two very touching dynamic video. After school, a little boy happily holding his mother's hand and she crossed the street together, walk a few steps, a car slowly came, but he did not yield to pedestrians, "bang" a little boy and his mother fell to the ground, the boy did not cry, he first helped his mother, he immediately adjusted to see his mother all right, then to the The car kicked hard, that little look makes me laugh, as if to say: "let you drive not to see the road, you can not hurt my mom, all blame you do not let pedestrians ......" This foot I was y moved by him, there is always a small hero in the silent guardian of you, the His power is small and insignificant, but that is what he thinks the best way to protect you, even in the face of great difficulties, he will always stand up, which makes me feel the warmth of love.

In life, there is always a group of people, has been serving the people, for the people and dedication, at 10,000 meters high in the air, an old man, suddenly committed uremia, in the face of the lack of adequate medical equipment on the plane, that; white angel: such as God's help appeared, due to the lack of things available to help the elderly urination, he made a great decision, with a straw, with the mouth, *** with the straw, with the mouth, with the mouth, with the mouth, with the mouth, with the mouth, with the mouth, with the mouth. 37 minutes, this minute by minute, such as time pause class difficult, but he - "white angel" for the people's lives and stayed through, is worthy of admiration, is worth learning.

This cold annihilated in the clouds, the warmth hidden in my heart, like the difficulties of the past is not, frustration defeat is not difficult, because there is love on earth, so there is warmth in the heart.

Around the center of the essay 13

"planting melon get melon, planting beans get beans", "fruit", is nothing more than on the "field" under the "wooden

I once read a book called "only hard work will succeed", there is a part of the content, let me feel the "fruit", it is called "the first bucket of gold".

It says - when computers were on the rise, a company called "Chinese Academy of Sciences Institute of Computing New Technology Development Company" was set up. They lost a lot of money, but they persevered and made their "first bucket of gold" by selling their technical labor - a bunch of computers. This brought them more profits, let them work harder, and they also have some fame in the computer.

Essay around the center 14

The first week of school in the sixth grade, it was Wednesday, and my dad picked me up and took me home. On the way, he gave me a flat box. I carefully opened the box.

Oh, this is a pen, a very fine pen. I looked at it and looked at it, and took out an instruction sheet that said, "This pen is also called an erasable pen, and the ink consists of ......." The other side of the pen is called hot erasable, put the hot erasable in the handwriting there gently rub, can produce high temperature, high temperature can melt the handwriting.

I was so in love with that pen that I pinched it from school to home. When I got home, I put my school bag down and went to eat.

"Brother, this is so delicious, mom!" My sister said happily, then asked, "Grandma, what's this one oh, it's so delicious!"

"This is braised lionfish, your grandfather made it." "Thank you grandpa!"

Our family ate up the big meal made by grandpa in laughter. Each of our stomachs was like filling a gas-filled balloon.

I went upstairs to do my homework, and I carefully took out the beautiful pen, and just by looking at my movements, I could tell how much I loved it. With that pen, my speed and quality of homework improved, and after an hour of struggling with my homework, I finally "beat" it. I went downstairs and went for a walk with my grandmother.

"Haoxuan, look at the green trees, the pink flowers, take a break." Grandma said to me with concern. I took a deep breath of the fresh air, it was so cool.

When I got home in the evening, I saw the room was steaming, eek! What do see? Grandpa was taking a bath. I immediately stripped naked, "Bounce!" Grandpa was shocked by me because I jumped so hard that the water splashed and wet the room.

The next day, I put the test paper in the bag plane, I did not expect my grandmother to put a cup of hot water on it, the words written on the test paper disappeared. When I got to school, I realized that none of the words I had written on the paper were there. I handed in a blank paper and was criticized by my teacher.

I also learned that you can't just look at the surface of something, it's about whether it's applicable or not.

I regret that I asked my dad to buy me that pen, and I regret that I used it, and I feel like I'm regretting it all day ......

Essay 15 around the center

This semester was busy, busy with what? Busy correcting math mistakes.

Classes were over, students were out and about, and I was still busy correcting wrong questions. The first thing I did was to run to the restroom as fast as I could, and then I ran back to the classroom as fast as I could.

Art class, physical education class, music class, I became a regular visitor to the math office. "Gao Pengtao, come to the math office." Alas, the teacher caught me again today, when can I sing and play?

I came to the office apprehensively, the teacher gave me an application problem, I racked my brain to think ah, think ah, just can not think. Looked up and glanced out of the window to play lively and tiger students, thoughts have not been on the question, really envy the brain smart students, learn so easy, play so happy. I'm sorry! Why am I so stupid? I can become as smart as them, I do not have to be nagged and reprimanded by my mother every day, but also do not have to come to the office every day to embarrass. On second thought, without my stupidity, how can I highlight their excellence? I soothed my wounded heart. "Gao Pengtao, what are you staring at?" Liu teacher bellowed, suddenly I blushed, heartbeat, legs shivering, brain blank.

Today I do not have to study, I secretly rejoice, pack my bag, ready to go home happily, "Gao Pengtao, go to the office," came the harsh voice again. I was very reluctant, frustrated to the office, and continue to correct mistakes every day over and over again.

Hey! The first time I saw this, I was able to see the whole thing, and I was able to see the whole thing again.