Second grade composition article 1 shiny black hair, oval face, grape eyes, height 1, 55, neither fat nor thin. This is my mother.
My mother especially likes being admonished, and sometimes I will say a few words to her when I am tired of listening. We had a fight, too The thing is, I was eating in the kitchen, and my mother said, "I have reminded you for a long time!" Let you do your homework, and you will stay still for a while and steal food here. " I said testily, "Isn't there still time tomorrow?" Just in a hurry? Mother was even more angry and said, "You child, I say one word and you give me ten words." "I said," if you do your homework, do it. What's the big deal! " My mother frowned and said, "You think your homework is for me. "My mother spanked me several times, and I dare not talk back again.
Mom can be very gentle sometimes. Once, when I came home from school, I put down my schoolbag and went to do my homework. I was very serious. Mom is very happy to see me like this, because this is the first time I have done my homework so seriously. My mother washed an apple for me at once and said, "Honey, eat the apple before you do your homework!" " "I said in surprise," Mom, why are you so kind to me today? " Mom smiled and replied, "because you are very good today!" So I'm good to you! "I'm very happy to hear that, because this is the first time my mother washed apples for me.
This is my "face changing" mother. Sometimes she likes to remind me, and sometimes she is very kind to me, so I call her "face-changing" mother.
After learning a complete book, I often let my children write down their learning gains and feelings in the form of math diary, and also let them write down their fun and messages about learning mathematics.
A child wrote: "The teacher led us into the math classroom and into the wisdom hall; Into the fragrance of the soul, into the dream factory to solve life problems. The feeling of learning mathematics is great, flying ... "
Some children also wrote: "Mathematics is actually very interesting. No matter where you are, you can study math. If you don't learn, everything you buy and sell in life will be cheated by others. It seems that mathematics is so important! We should study math well now, so that no matter where we go, we can make contributions to society. Children, learn math quickly now! Son, there is still a lot of knowledge and happiness in the mathematics kingdom. Come on! "
The message written by a classmate is particularly interesting: "Young people don't study math, but the boss is cheated." It's too late to regret. It's better to study math now. ""Students in the sun count purple smoke and thousands of Sichuan. Thousands of feet, doubt is a difficult problem. "
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Arranging such homework with "human touch" has improved children's interest in learning mathematics, given them a platform to show themselves, promoted their all-round, sustained and harmonious development, enhanced the value of mathematics homework, integrated classroom and extracurricular activities, and made teachers and students understand the charm of mathematics and feel the fun of mathematics.
I fell in love with painting when I was very young. When I draw empty flowing honey, colorful grass and colorful paper, my inner joy swells like cotton candy and is blocked in my heart.
Last summer vacation, I gave up painting. In order to participate in the district-level competition, I picked up the brush and prepared to fight with it for several hours.
Holding snow-white drawing paper, I can't help but pick up the brush at a loss and draw meticulously, but the lines are getting more and more rigid. I spent a long time shaping and preparing to give a good light and shade to still life. Once upon a time, I liked to highlight the texture of objects layer by layer with dense flat cables. At this time, I can only pile up my lines. Looking at the apples with different light senses on the paper, I want to cry and have to redraw them.
At this time, the teacher on the side smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Painting is just to relax. " . I didn't expect this big brother teacher to be so literary. There was a sly look in his eyes: "How can you give up your interest in painting for a medal?" Love apples when you draw them, and it's best to look at your own apples and drool. "
I finally couldn't help laughing. I drew a small apple in the blank with my mouth bent and drew it with delicate lines, but I still felt a little dull. I saw the teacher pick up the eraser and point a blank for the apple. Suddenly, as if the sun were jumping on the apple, I swallowed and my joy rippled like ripples.
That afternoon, I felt the joy of painting again, drawing one apple after another on paper, and looking at the lifelike apples on paper, happiness filled my heart.
In the competition, my work won the second prize, which was a great encouragement to me, and the award certificate was also the result of half a year's hard work and a satisfactory answer sheet.
I fell in love with painting again and began to run back and forth in this small town in my hometown with my paintings on my back. I painted pedestrians in the rain, the blue sky in Chu Qing after the rain, and antique alleys with white walls and tiles. My inner joy is as sweet as a clear spring.
In fact, the casual painting mentality is my most satisfactory answer. Even if I don't have time to paint in the future, this mentality will benefit me for life.
My brother's name is Xiong Yihao, and he is only eight months old now. Sometimes he is cute and sometimes he is naughty. Fat, not so tall, big ears, like a fan; Eyes are round, like grapes; Small nose, like garlic; A pair of dimples on both sides of the mouth are very cute.
Once, my brother and I were playing. Suddenly, my father's cell phone rang and my father was not there. I held my brother to get my cell phone, but it didn't ring again. My brother saw the phone screaming, reached for it and rang the doorbell. From then on, my father took out his mobile phone, and my brother wanted to play when he knew it. Another time, when we were eating, we fed our brother, but he didn't want to. He went to the gun bowl again, making his mother laugh and cry. Really naughty.
I like reading. A book is a small window. When you open it, you can read other people's happiness and sadness. I like reading very much. I am a little book fan. When I was about eight years old, I borrowed a book called Romance of the Three Kingdoms from my classmates. It was past eight when I got home. I lay in bed and began to read it. When my mother came, she just watched the battle between Cao Cao and Guan Yu. She lifted the quilt and said, "Where did you get this book?" I said, "I borrowed this" Three Kingdoms "from my classmate's house." In the evening, I took the book to bed and continued to watch Cao Cao hit Guan Yu with his sword. My mother found out and picked up the book as if she had burned it for me. I quickly begged my mother not to burn it for me. I won't read under the covers next time. I picked up my beloved book, as if I were a good friend after a long separation. I am like a fine horse without a reins, wandering in the world of joys and sorrows in the book, throwing my love and hate to my heart's content.
Today, when I came home from school, I saw some small things like eggs on the dining table.
"Mom, what is this?" I asked strangely.
"This is pigeon eggs. Today, your father and the uncles and aunts of the Pigeon Association took a bus of pigeons to fly to the ancient Great Wall in Linhai. I couldn't raise pigeons, so I brought some pigeon eggs back. "
"Why did Dad let the pigeons go?" I'm weirder.
"This is an activity organized by adults who are eager for world peace." Mom said with a smile. "Oh, I see!"
I remember some time ago, my parents watched the news around TV as soon as they got home-the US-Iraq war. The United States thought that there were many weapons of destruction in Iraq, so it marched to attack Iraq, killing many innocent people and blowing up their beautiful homes. Many children have lost their parents and become orphans, so they can't study happily at school like us. I really don't understand why the United States launched a war!
I also want to fly pigeons, so that there is no war in the world and our life is full of peaceful sunshine.
Today is June 4th of 10. After playing for three days, I did my homework at home today. My mother taught me the Chinese Young Pioneers team song this morning, and now I can sing. My mother said that I didn't know the lyrics before, so I sang blindly among my classmates and did gymnastics several times, and basically did it. I also read Pinyin because of 1
Not long ago, the teacher taught us a poem "Ode to a Wanderer": The thread in the mother's hand made clothes for her wayward son's body. She sewed it carefully and repaired it thoroughly, fearing that the delay would make him go home late, but how much love has an inch-long grass and won three spring rays. Through learning, I understand the greatness of maternal love, and the dribs and drabs of your love for me emerge in front of me. ...
When I was sick, you stamped your feet with anxiety; When I am happy, you are happy, even happier than me!
I used to be ignorant, and I often said an unintentional word to make you sad. But, please forgive me, I didn't mean to!
I remember once, as soon as I came back from school and didn't do my homework, I immediately turned on the TV and smiled. You suddenly came out and hit me in the thigh with a cane whip. I cried out in pain! "Write your homework quickly!" You gave a stern roar. "Call me to do it! Why did you hit me? ! "I wronged and said angrily. "Don't play you won't wake up! I have to teach you a lesson! You know, this is also for your own good! " I picked up my homework and went back to my room. You stood there for a long time ... now, I finally know what I said and hurt your heart. I regret saying it! If I could go back in time, I would never say that unfilial remark. ...
"Only mothers are good in the world" is an eternal truth! Mothers' selfless dedication to their children is broader than the blue sky and more profound than the sea. Children, however, often only need a greeting, a thoughtful action and a perfect piece of paper, which can make their mothers extremely satisfied. Here, I want to say loudly: "Mom, I love you!" " "
Grade 2 composition 9 "Yiya-"The little wolves huddled together, playing with each other in the cave and biting each other with their weak baby teeth. The black soul took Artu, the wolf king, and a group of Dagong wolves out hunting. Moran lay down and stared at the little wolf, lest the sable, civet cat and lynx take this opportunity to take the little wolf away. "whoops!" The white fox cried a few times in pain and immediately attracted Moran's attention. Oh, Moran doesn't believe Ziyi really bit the white fox out of blood! Cubs, born to bark, have no sharp teeth, and even bite off the wolf's hair, but Ziyi bit the white fox out of blood! Moran quickly licked the wound of the white fox with his tongue to stop the outflow of blood. After stopping the bleeding of the white fox, Moran walked beside Ziyi, opened Ziyi's mouth and looked at its fangs. God, Ziyi's canine teeth have grown to half a centimeter long, and it will take half a year for the little wolf to grow to that length. Moran took Ziyi to the center of the cave to prevent it from staying with other cubs, lest it hurt other cubs again.
"Ow-ow-"Purple wing, after being caught in the middle of the hole, actually let out a howl of an adult male wolf! This precocious wolf, an alien. Moran was afraid. He couldn't let Ziyi stay in the cave any longer. If Ziyi grows to one year old, then Ziyi's physique will reach the level of a five-year-old wolf! The reason why Mo Ran is afraid is that when Ziyi is one year old, Ziyi may, in turn, defeat the black soul and it, occupy the cave, and make Mo Ran and the black soul homeless. And those little wolves, they will also be bitten by purple wings. Moran wants to throw away Ziyi, but this one, though an unlucky wolf, is also his own flesh and blood. Just then, Moran looked at the young wolves and made him decide to throw away Ziyi. It is better to give up one and guarantee five than to give up one and guarantee five.
Moran was cruel, gritted his teeth, walked out of the cave with purple wings on his back and threw them under a big poplar tree outside the cave. "Ow-ow-"Purple Wings screamed, breaking Moran's heart. Moran returned to the cave as quickly as possible, on the one hand, to protect the safety of the five little wolves, on the other hand, he didn't want to hear Ziyi cry again. That voice really broke Moran's heart.
"Yo-yo" Xue Linger and Yin Xueer are lying in Moran's arms and coquetry together, as if to appease Moran's broken heart. Moran licked Xue Linger and Yin's furry little head, then held the other three cubs in his arms, licked their little noses and growled at all the cubs, as if to vent his feelings of losing flesh and blood. Of course, at this time, there is nothing to comfort Moran except these cubs.
"Yo, yo, ow, woo-"Ziyi outside the cave cried and prayed for it, hoping Moran could take it back. "yo-yo?" A female wolf happened to pass by a big poplar and saw poor purple wings. This female wolf is a barren female wolf. As soon as she saw Ziyi, she felt in love with Ziyi, so she took Ziyi back to her cave and took Ziyi as her adopted son, taking good care of Gu Ziyi.
Moran happened to see all this, but it was silent because it didn't raise its purple wings. What right does it have to stop others from raising purple wings? Moran only prayed silently in her heart that this female wolf is a good mother, who can take good care of Gu Ziyi and let Ziyi grow up healthily and happily. It's time to feed. Moran lay down, pointed her nipple at the little wolves and let them suck milk. Little wolves come to grab milk like little robbers, just as whoever grabs more milk is king.
"Yiya-"White fox was injured by Lan Jian's blade when grabbing milk, and cried out in pain; "Boo-hoo-"Zifeng accidentally kicked Yinxueer when grabbing milk, and Yinxueer called several times to remind Zifeng ... These lovely scenes intoxicated Moran. Moran leaned her head against Xueling and began to doze off. The cubs also quickly dozed off and leaned their heads against each other.
Now, the cave is full of warmth, and the wound in Moran's heart that lost her child has healed quickly.
The second grade composition 10 is the new year! It's the New Year! Every household is busy preparing for the Spring Festival. Look! They are putting up couplets, hanging lanterns, wearing new clothes, making rice cakes and putting up blessings. Our family is no exception. My father is responsible for putting up blessings and hanging lanterns, and my mother is responsible for putting up couplets. My brother and I are playing outside the door. The younger brother took out the lit incense and then took out the firecrackers. My brother said to me, "Sister, come and play." . I said, "I dare not fight. I'll watch you fight." My brother said, "All right". My brother lit firecrackers with incense, and I covered my ears with my hand. The firecrackers crackled and I said, "Brother, you are so brave!" " . It's 12 o'clock, and the New Year's bell is ringing! Mom and dad went to the kitchen to take out snacks for my brother and me. Happy New Year to children all over the country! I like China New Year. That's great!