First grade writing essays

In our daily study, work and life, many people have written essays, right? Writing essays can exercise our habit of being alone, quieting our mind and thinking about our future direction. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is my carefully organized first grade writing essay, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.

First grade write a person essay 1

In my childhood, there are many good friends, but the one that impresses me most is still one - Song Shiting.

She has a pair of big eyes like a mountain spring, always flashing and blinking, cherry-like small mouth always popping out surprising words, a head of black hair until the slender waist, red face always with a drunken Yung.

Song Shiting not only has a lovely look, there is a 锛偲腥锛傂某ΑS幸淮laos liquid retreat together to go to school, on the road, met a dog, it seems to bite the Sh touch, we went closer to see, it turned out to be a small bird. Song Shiting looked lovingly, surprisingly walked up and tried to drive away the dog. I rushed forward and pulled her back, saying, "You're crazy, the dog will bite you!" Song Shiting tried to break away from my hand, and I pulled her to death and wouldn't let go. After a while of this stalemate, the bird did not move, and the dog went away, Song Shiting took a look and tears sprang up in her eyes. I let go of her hand, she went to the bird, carefully picked it up and gently put it into the grass. I went up to her and pulled her up, "Come on! Don't be sad." Unexpectedly she pushed me away, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" Look! This is her, a man who has a 锛偲腥锛傂某男∨children.

1st Grade Writer Essay 2

My favorite person in this world is my mom, because my mom is the one who brought me into this world, the one who washes me, cooks for me, and takes care of me.

My mom is the most beautiful person in the world. No big star can compare with her! Mom is not very tall. She has big eyes, a small nose, a small mouth, and a head of beautiful hair. I think mom is very beautiful.

My mom is also a funny master! Why? Because .......

One time I and my mom and dad together at home watching TV, the TV is playing my favorite skit, the skit is a stuttering people want to go to the store to buy things, to the store to look for or did not find want to buy, so the salesman came over and asked him what he wanted? The stutterer stammered for half a day, and finally went home angry that he hadn't bought what he wanted. After watching this program, I was happy for half a day before I stopped.

In the evening, when my mom was cooking, she asked me: "Daughter - daughter - daughter, evening - evening - eat - eat what? --What do you want to eat?" When I heard my mom talking to me like this, I was dumbfounded, what's wrong with my mom? Did she burn her tongue with boiling water? Is she sick? Oh, right! That's right, it's that stutterer on TV. Mom's following his example! Hey, hey, hey! The more I thought about it, the funnier I felt, and I laughed out loud. -laugh- don't- laugh!" Mom is still imitating that stutter!

This is my mom, cute mom, funny mom, love me, I love my mom.

First grade writing essay 3

Our class captain of the Young Pioneers Ma Chenyun students is a beautiful little girl, she has a wide range of hobbies, dexterity, calm and amiable, she is especially praised is happy to do good deeds, eager to help people, and do things low-key, for people modest, so it is loved and respected.

It was a physical education class, I plan to jump rope sprint 145 jumps, when the teacher called me to jump rope, only to find that I forgot to bring a jump rope. Just when anxious, Ma Chen Yun appeared in front of me, reached out and handed me her jump rope: "You go, I wish you good results!" I said, "Thank you! This is really a timely relief for me!" "It's not a big deal. Go for it!" With gratitude and pleasure, I jumped 148 jumps in one go.

One day I accidentally fell down, I felt very painful, and embarrassed, just when I was in pain, Ma Chenyun appeared in front of me again, and she quickly helped me up. When I saw her friendly and kind gaze, my pain ran away without a trace, I said, "It's okay, thank you!" "It's just a small favor. It's okay." Early fall at first cold, while I feel a warm current in the body rushing.

There are many examples like this, countless, endless. Although it can not be counted as a sensational, earth-shattering, but the small things show goodwill, see love in the smallest place.

The most admired one of the people, not for us day and night to stand guard at the post of the police uncle, and not in the hospital to save the patient's white angel, but that obscure road angel - cleaners.

It is they, so that the fly road sprinkler drenched a fresh dawn, it is they, waving the broom, wipe out the city's dirty encounter, so that the city neat and clean, glowing face, to meet the east of the first repeated morning kisses. ...... still remember once, the blazing sun at noon, when I came home from school, I heard the "rustle" sound, is that they are still in spite of the labor to remove those "dirt devil". Although they are already drenched in sweat, but still care about their own work in hand, still tirelessly sweeping to and fro. At this time ran a little girl with a popsicle, open the hand after the bag thrown to the ground, a cleaner aunt saw, kindly said to the little sister: "Children, the teacher must have taught you to take care of hygiene it! Then you still litter, really disobedient!" When the little girl heard that, she ran over and threw the wrapping paper into the garbage can and ran away in shame. Auntie cleaner looked at the back of her departure comfortably smiled.

Sweeping a clean road, sweeping away a wrinkle, clean a city, pay a lifetime of effort, please love our side of the hard-working cleaners it! Just like loving our parents.

First grade writing essay 5

Everyone has their own revered celebrities in their hearts. These celebrities may be great people, experts, scholars ...... Of course, I am no exception. The celebrity I revere in my heart is Mrs. Curie. In the world history of science, Mrs. Curie is a forever immortal name. This great woman scientist, she is the only one in two different disciplines, twice won the Nobel Prize in the field of famous scientists. As a distinguished scientist, Madame Curie had a social impact that scientists in general do not have. Especially because of being a pioneer of successful women, her example has inspired many people. Science is not about personal honor or self-interest, but about the happiness of mankind. This is the principle that Madame Curie and Mr. Curie have always followed. After the discovery of radium, they refused to apply for a patent and immediately publicized the method of extracting radium in order to serve the people as soon as possible, even though their own lives were still very difficult at that time. During the First World War, in order to rescue the wounded, Madame Curie installed the X-ray equipment on the automobile and ran around the battlefield to carry out rounds of medical treatment, which saved the lives of a large number of soldiers with bullet wounds. When she first began to engage in radioactive research, because she did not understand the destructive effect of rays on the human body, did not take the necessary protective measures, and then worked for a long time in poor conditions of the environment, resulting in the harmful substances seriously endangered her body, and got pernicious anemia. It is in her dying moments, she did not have the slightest complaints and regrets because of the trials and tribulations of life and misery.

First Grade Writer Essay 6

She, short, so that people can not see the eyes, long and ugly, so that people want to vomit at first sight! Want to know who she is? She is my language teacher!

She gives us a lot of homework every day and says that doing homework improves grades, and minds that we don't play with cell phones or watch TV from Monday to Friday, and that we read outside of class after we do our homework. Saturday and Sunday to play a game for a while on the line. Then she assigns a lot of homework, and there are several questions about looking up information on the Internet. How can you look up information if you don't play with cell phones or computers? You guys say, is she brain-dead?

The first thing you need to know is how to do your homework, and how to improve your grades!

The teacher's job is to teach the students, not to make them into learning machines!

What about the promised happy childhood? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty and get out of the way of the game. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on the right equipment and then you can go to the right place. As soon as I recall, all the scenes of learning! Our childhood is occupied by the school! You count 24 hours a day, how many hours are for us to play? School hours are for us to rest, but you assign so much homework that you take up all our rest time, don't we spend enough time studying? Why don't you let us have a good rest?

This way, the students who love to learn will start to hate learning, like eating a kind of food, even if it is delicious, every day to eat will be tired of eating!

My perverted teacher, give me back my happy childhood!

First Grade Writer Essay 7

One of the people I admire most is my police uncle. One day, the blazing sun, blazing sun, I ran home quickly, on the road, I saw a stout body of the police, he wore a straight dark blue police uniform, the waist of the white belt hanging a walkie-talkie, wearing a hat on his head, above the national emblem in the sunlight shining, look more majestic, solemn. On the road, bicycles, motorcycles, cars ...... people come and go, endless streams, the police uncle in the middle of the road constantly directing traffic, his body stood straight, sweat soaked his *, forehead out of the bean beads of sweat, but also do not care about wiping a hand, the two hands kept waving, to ensure that the road is smooth, see here, I I have a feeling of admiration.

Special once, in the prevention of school on the road, the weather suddenly changed, gusts of wind with soybean-sized raindrops came head-on, I held the umbrella, rushed to run home, at the intersection, I saw a child without an umbrella, and wet, the police saw the uncle rushed to the past, and hurriedly took off the raincoat to the children to put on. The rain splashed on the body of the policeman uncle, the policeman uncle kindly asked which child: "What are you standing here ah?" The child said, "I don't dare to cross the street." So the police uncle took the child's hand. The policeman took the child by the hand and sent the child across the street. Then the policeman returned to his post in the rain and continued to direct the traffic. The hard work of the traffic police uncle, in exchange for the city's traffic safety, in exchange for the happy life of millions of families. How much his spirit deserves our admiration!

First Grade Writer's Composition 8

Today, March 18, Strong had his birthday. His cousin gave him a box of silkworms, and his cousin said to Strong again, "Silkworms spit out silk and turn into chrysalis, and chrysalis turn into moths ......." When his cousin left, Zhuang Zhuang thought to himself that the small silkworms would not be able to snatch the big silkworms, and the small silkworms that could not snatch the big silkworms would surely starve to death. So he separated the big silkworms from the little ones. At this time, Lu Xiaolian came and he found that Zhuang Zhuang had so many silkworms and said to Zhuang Zhuang, "Can you give some silkworms to me?" Zhuang Zhuang said, "Well, I'll sell one dollar and fifty cents for seven small silkworms or four large silkworms." Lu Xiaolian then readily bought back his one dollar and fifty cents for seven small silkworms. Then came the red little sky and the green little land ...... all to buy silkworms. Zhuang Zhuang was looking around for mulberry leaves, suddenly he saw Lu Xiaolian picked tender and big mulberry leaves, Zhuang Zhuang looked around for a while, no one, picked a small handful of mulberry leaves. Suddenly a group of children ran from beside the grass shouting, "Catch the thief." "Why are you picking my family's mulberry leaves? These mulberry leaves cost money." Lu Xiaolian saw the mulberry leaves in Zhuang Zhuang's hand and said angrily. Hong Xiaotian said, "One dollar and fifty cents for eight small or four large mulberry leaves." Strong was embarrassed and handed over the money for selling the silkworms. Lu Xiaolian's mom said, "Let them pick the mulberry leaves back and let the silkworms eat them!" Zhuang Zhuang's friends all went up the tree to pick mulberry leaves, and while they were picking mulberry leaves, they said to Zhuang Zhuang, "You don't have enough mulberry leaves in your hand, I'll pick some more for you." Zhuang Zhuang was embarrassed to take the mulberry leaves, said goodbye to his friends, ashamed to go home.

First grade writing essay 9

The world is only good for mothers, there is a mother's child like a piece of treasure ...... "Whenever I hear this beautiful melody, I think of my dear mother.

Mom is an ordinary person, her care and attention accompanied me as I grew up.

One winter, at my grandma's house, I caught a cold, and I felt heavy-headed, cold all over, and my limbs were weak and uncomfortable. The first thing I did was to get to a place where I could see the whole world, and I could see the whole world, and I could see the whole world, and I could see the whole world, and I could see the whole world. Looking at my difficult appearance, my mother did not say a word, put on my clothes, picked me up and walked to a clinic near the village. Heavenly goose feather snow mom walking hard, a few times mom almost fell, the snow under the sky dark and negligent north wind blowing in the face like a knife cut, mom's breathing more and more rapid, footsteps gradually slowed down. I begged my mom to put me down, but she firmly refused. Lying on my mom's back, my eyes were moist, tears came out of my eyes. My mom carried me on her back for five miles. By the time I reached the clinic, my mom's clothes were wet with sweat, and thanks to a timely IV, my fever subsided. Under my mom's careful care, I got well.

Mom not only in the life of the meticulous care of me, but also teach me the scientific method of learning. She said to me in a serious manner: "Sloppiness is a great shortcoming, caused by your usual lack of seriousness and meticulousness in doing things of good quality. Without conscientiousness and meticulousness, you may fail in everything you do. Only with conscious exercise in general can you get good grades in exams." I comprehend my mom's period for me I call out in my heart, "Mom, I love you!"

First grade write a person essay 10

This year is 64 years old, medium build, slightly fat. Her hair is gray, but her spirit is very good. Grandma is a hard-working, kind and kind old man.

Grandma is hardworking. The first thing she does when she gets up every morning is to clean the house. Even the stairway is cleaned one layer at a time. Then, she goes to the street to buy food, wash food, cook, and can't stay idle all day long. Sometimes when she was done with her work, she knitted sweaters and occasionally went out for exercise. She always said, "Life is about exercise."

Grandma was kind and compassionate. Whether to her family or to her neighbors, Grandma was always sincere. When she saw others in trouble, she always tried to help them. Grandma He, who lives on the first floor, has trouble with her legs and feet, and Grandma will help her every time she buys groceries. No wonder Grandma He said to everyone, "Grandma is really more than a relative!"

Grandma was good to her neighbors, not to mention us. Grandma especially loved me, what is good at home, she always left me to eat, I want something, she will always fulfill my wishes. Every weekend, Grandma cooks a table full of good food for us to eat.

Grandma is so nice, I love grandma, I wish her good health and long life.

First Grade Writer Essay 11

Me

My name is Yang Ge, with a head of black hair, dark eyes like two black beans, round little face, not too big and not too small ears, high nose under the long a love to talk and sing a little mouth. I like to wear the cartoon clothes of the famous detective Alan that my mother bought for me.

I am a brave little boy, yesterday I went to Yang Yi-Yi's house to play, it was getting dark, the street can not see, I am ready to go home. I said goodbye to Yang Yi-Yi, bravely walked on the way home, I walked through the streets and alleys, step by step on the steps home, there is no street lamp, surrounded by darkness, nothing can be seen clearly, my heart "dong dong" jumped ceaselessly, scared. But I encouraged myself in my heart to be brave, I am a man, do not be afraid of anything, just think of almost home, I stride through the stone steps leading home, finally arrived home, mom saw me home alone, praised me really brave!

However, I am sometimes a careless ghost. A midterm exam, a very simple calculation problem actually calculated wrong, so that the math test only scored 97 points and 100 points passed by. But I intend to change this carelessness, because carelessness can sometimes be a big mistake.

I'm still a little boy who loves to fantasize, and my dream is that I can grow up to be a super male singer, sing all over the world, and dedicate my most beautiful songs to my 'fans' who love me.

First Grade Writing Essay 12

Our language teacher is Mrs. Lu, she is a young female teacher, I admire her very much. She has two best features, one is humor and the other is forgetfulness.

Ms. Lu's head is draped with long black hair, her nose is small, her ears are small, and there is a pair of sharp eyes under her light eyebrows, and she also wears a pair of glasses, full of wisdom.

I remember that in an egg fight, Chen Jialin's big goose egg was invincible in the battle, and no one's egg could compete with his. So Mr. Lu announced that the current egg fighting competition Chen Jialin students won the championship, and raised his hand up, like the referee in a boxing match to raise the hands of the winner, causing the students present to laugh, and once called him the king of the egg fighting. You see, our teacher how humorous ah!

Lu teacher not only humor, but also very forgetful. Once, Mr. Lu set up a good language homework let us send the copybook, but she looked for a copybook to find where it went. At this time, our classmate Liu Jiasheng said in the office, she heard that she sent people to find, and really found. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to find it, but I'm sure you'll be able to find it.

This is the teacher I admire, she is very funny, although sometimes some forgetful, but I still y like.

First Grade:Yang Songxi

First Grade Writer Essay 13

A pair of black, oily hair, a pair of gleaming eyes, a nose that is not too high and not too short, and a row of uneven teeth, this is me. Euphoria, gladness, rejoicing Because the combination of euphoria and any word has a good meaning, my grandfather named me Chen Xin, which is good to listen to, remember, and write

My characteristics can be expressed in three words: oxymoron.

I seem to be quiet in school, but at home is a headache for adults naughty, often make the family cried and laughed, and sometimes make them laugh; seemingly not fat, but overweight, is the object of the doctor to be asked to lose weight; seemingly good learning, learning self-consciousness is not enough, the homework is always in the nagging sound of the adults to complete; seemingly petulant, self-reasoning life is very strong, from the first grade onwards, hair washing and bathing, washing clothes, collecting schoolbags, sunshine, and so on, and so on.

My hobby is reading books. As soon as I have a spare moment, I get into the sea of books and swim to my heart's content. I also like painting and crafts very much, you can come to my house to take a look, there are my colorful, colorful masterpieces on the walls, drawers, guaranteed to make you a feast for the eyes.

My specialty is playing the piano. The notes on the pentatonic scale are a bunch of bouncing tadpoles that take me on a trip to the world of music.

My goal in life: as long as I have the confidence that those who have the will to do something, I will be able to reach the other side of the ideal, and see the most beautiful sun in the world.

This is me, the unique me in the world.

First Grade Writer Essay 14

Grandma, a kind grandma, a loving grandma, a grandma who used to give a lot and a lot for my dad, and a lonely old man~

In the past, grandma wasn't lonely because she was accompanied by grandpa. But a few years ago, my grandpa left my grandma alone, and since then my grandma has become a lonely old man. Maybe my grandma isn't lonely because she still has us, and my mom and dad want my grandma to live with us, but my grandma doesn't come to live in my house, and I don't want her to live in my house.

Grandma can't talk and can't hear, I wish my grandma could come to live with us so that I can do a little bit of filial piety. Grandma can't talk and can't hear is affected by the influence of the old society when sick with medication more than some take it! He loved me very much, a few years ago I was small because the family was very poor at that time grandma left the delicious food to me, I want grandma to eat and I eat together but grandma told me in sign language she ate,. By chance I found out that my grandmother ate some coarse grains! I did not think so when I saw it, but when I grew up I realized that my grandmother's love for me was not less than my mother's love for me, and that my grandmother was an isolated person who couldn't hear anything, and that there were some things that my grandmother couldn't express in words! I hate the old society to get medical technology harmed the most love my grandmother.

I am determined to grow up and must repay my grandmother, take my grandmother to see the best deaf doctor, so that my grandmother to enjoy the world's joy that the world's most beautiful sound!

First Grade Writer Essay 15

Some people say that my mother's love is like a mountain or an ocean, but I feel that my mother's love is like a trickle of fresh water that nourishes my heart and makes me feel incredibly happy. I remember one time, my good friend was hospitalized with a cold and fever. I, too, was infected, the daytime class is fine, but in the evening, suddenly launched a high fever, a measure of body temperature, actually burned to 40 ℃. Mom quickly brought a wet towel on my forehead, and take antipyretic medicine for me to eat, let me drink a lot of water. I fell asleep in a daze, fuzzy feeling a moment to eat medicine, a moment to drink water, a moment to have a cool towel on the forehead ...... finally slept until dawn, I opened my eyes to see, my mother is still sitting next to me, both eyes red. She saw that I woke up, and gave me a temperature - 38. 5 ℃. Mom said to Dad, "No, we still need to go to the hospital." When I got to the hospital, the doctor diagnosed that my tonsils were septic and I had to be put on fluids. Mom then hoofed it to get the medicine, then sent me home and got the nurse to stick me with a needle. After I finished the fluids, my mom went back to cooking and feeding me one bite at a time. By the afternoon, I was much better. Only then did my mom take a long sigh of relief. Under my mom's careful care, I got well soon. Looking at my mother's laborious appearance, I wanted to say to her, "Mom, you have worked hard! No matter when and where, I can't forget your love for me.