My mother's face turned from cloudy to thunderstorm, her face turned red and her lips moved. I can see that my mother has something to say again.
"Look into mom's eyes and say." My mother calmed down her anger and told me that her beautiful watery eyes suddenly lost their former brilliance. They just stared at me, and her eyes could force me to tell the truth without my mother talking.
I dare not look into my mother's eyes because they are angry eyes. My mother finally couldn't help it, yelling, "I'll fight if you don't tell me!" " "I can't help it. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I said, "I ... I'll try my best next time." "Work hard, work hard, have you worked hard?" Mother's tone softened a little, and her eyebrows, eyes and mouth became as bright as before, and her eyes lost their previous anger.
The shower cleared up, and my mother touched my head and her face calmed down a lot. She said to me, "Mom trusts you. Will you let her worry about it in the future?" I looked at my mother and nodded.
This is my mother, a gentle and young mother; A mother who always reminds me never to stop; Give me confidence and warm mother; A mother who gave me everything.
When I was in primary school, my home was close to the school, and my mother picked me up at the school gate every day.
She comes to pick me up from work early every day, and then goes out to deal with dinner at dinner time. Every time I cross the street, my mother always holds my left hand with her right hand and looks at the cars coming and going.
Sometimes there are too many people, and she is afraid of crowding me. She always waits for someone to pass by before holding my hand and running across the road. It was not until she stood on the sidewalk that she let go of my hand and felt relieved.
At that time, my mouth kept a beautiful radian every day. An autumn rain and a cold, I am a careless child, and I always forget to bring my umbrella when I go out in this rainy season.
Well, that day, despite my mother's repeated exhortations, I left home empty-handed. God was not beautiful that day, but it rained after school. It is neither too big nor too small, but the rain has never stopped.
I looked anxiously at the door, hoping that my mother would pick me up soon ... Finally, I saw my mother in the rain, and she was waiting for me with a lovely little blue umbrella. When she saw me running, she quickly covered me under the umbrella. I tilted my head and looked at my mother and the lovely little blue umbrella, but I saw my mother's loving smiling face and the blue sky she held up for me.
On the way home, I jumped under the umbrella, and my mother trotted behind me. Even so, there is not even a drop of rain on me. I was curious about how big this umbrella was, but I turned to look at my mother. Her clothes were half wet, and the rain slid over my arm. Seeing what I wanted to say, she motioned me not to talk and gave me a calm smile.
A detailed description of anger is about 200 words, 1. His face flushed with anger until.
He looked at her face with resentment and clenched his teeth.
Tears welled up in his eyes, and he looked surprised and angry.
Hearing her sarcastic words, he couldn't help shivering and suddenly looked up.
1. His anger billowed in his chest, just like a boiler under excessive pressure and about to explode.
2. His angry face twisted into an angry lion: a tame face, lit a fire and made it terrible, just like an elegant cat suddenly screaming and showing its sharp teeth. Not bad! You are wrong, otherwise where is his tenderness; You are wrong! Otherwise, how could he burn, ignite the surrounding air, and be surprisingly quiet, but let the air roar and tear your heartbeat?
He was so angry that his goldfish eyes were about to fall off.
I saw the teacher slap the book on the table without saying a word. Suddenly, the whole class was shocked. No one dares to speak any more. It was so quiet in the classroom that even the needles fell to the ground! He didn't speak, but stared at us severely with his eyes, which seemed to shoot sparks! Some students bowed their heads in shame and dared not look at her.
6。 I glanced at her quietly, but she was still angry, frowning, short of breath, and the classroom was full of smoke.
7. He stood at the door panting, his head was steaming, there were a few glistening beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, his eyebrows were raised angrily, but his mouth was grinning.
I feel my eyes are bubbling outward. If it weren't for so many classmates, I would have slapped her hard.
His accumulated anger erupted like a volcano in one day and night.
10. His teeth rattled and his eyes sparkled with uncontrollable anger, just like an angry lion.
1 1. He growled angrily, and his voice rolled like thunder and spread far and far.
12. Looking at this scene, the angry crowd suddenly burst its banks and roared into the hall like a flood that filled the river.
4. Write a 400-word middle school composition (writing the teacher's anger) with details. One morning, I finished my homework and went out to play with great interest.
Just out of the unit door, I suddenly heard a noise behind me. When I looked back, it turned out to be a little girl of eleven or twelve. She is wearing a dirty and small half-sleeved shirt and a pair of fat old leather shoes. She was rummaging through the garbage behind the door with a hook, and found things like beverage bottles and cans, picked them up and put them in the bag beside her. Suddenly, she picked up a book from the garbage as if she had found a treasure, and carefully dusted it off, as if afraid of breaking it. Then, she squatted there and looked through it carefully. She was so absorbed and devoted that she didn't notice me when I walked behind her. I looked at the book and was surprised: Isn't this the Chinese textbook I just threw away yesterday? She realized that someone was behind her, hurriedly closed the book, turned around and looked at me timidly, her eyes full of alert and doubt. We looked at each other silently. After a long time, she slowly took out a handkerchief from her pocket, carefully packed her schoolbag, picked it up and turned to leave. "Wait a minute!" I suddenly had an idea, turned and ran upstairs in a hurry, took out a childhood book that I had treasured for many years, and handed it to her and said, "This is for you, little sister." She looked at the book and then at me. Tears sparkled in her eyes. She silently took the book, picked up the bag and left.
I have no interest in playing. I stood there looking at her thin figure, and somehow my vision blurred. I think hard: teachers often say that we are the future of the motherland, don't they? Why don't you go to school at an early age? Because the family is poor? But why have we imported so many limousines and built so many luxurious food cities and entertainment palaces? Don't just watch them spend their "golden childhood" by picking up garbage! All this makes me puzzled.
As a primary school student, I appeal to: save my peers like this little girl and wish them a bright and comfortable classroom as soon as possible!
5. 400 words of the essay on the topic of anger "rushing to the crown and being angry is beautiful". Anger is as old as human history. So, how should I deal with anger?
First, let's see what experts think. Psychoanalysts believe that every part of the mind is closely related, which is called pulling one hair and moving the whole body. If there is pressure in one place, other places will be affected. If the pressure caused by the impulse to attack is too great, there will be a "hole" in the human mind, which will lead to emotional outbursts (including crying of children or hysteria of adults), psychosomatic diseases or other bad things. Just like balloon explosion, according to the principle of water pressure, if the inner anger doesn't show, it will be vented through other outlets, such as having a bad day at the office and yelling at the children at home (this is actually anger venting. The act of venting anger is only the result of anger mismanagement, not the outbreak of repressed anger.
Now, let's think about what words we usually use to describe anger. When anger rises, we say that our pressure is getting bigger and bigger; If we can't stand anger, we will say: I need to release or vent my anger. Every sentence above seems to imply that something substantial will increase and need to be released. However, anger is not a thing, but a temporary emotion, and its existence time is limited. We have no organs to store or accumulate anger. However, we use it to describe all kinds of anger in daily conversation.
Psychoanalysis, a technique, focuses on revealing inner activities. Many psychotherapy schools developed after this theory encourage us to "get in touch with our inner self" and think that expressing our emotions is beneficial to our relationship. This can be seen from many talk shows on TV. Obviously, many people think it is very important to "express their feelings". This view is indeed beneficial to us to some extent. After all, effective communication and sharing of feelings are really helpful to the relationship between people. However, some people are a little possessed when practicing this concept, thinking that all the anger accumulated in their hearts should be vented, which is actually a wrong idea.
Generally speaking, it is really important to talk about your feelings. However, it is most unwise to do so when you are angry. Don't swear at this time, think things clearly and look at the current situation from the other side's point of view, not just your own.
Therefore, many people misunderstand anger mainly by equating Freud's offensive impulse with anger. In fact, the view that the so-called aggressive impulse is ubiquitous in human beings has been challenged after Freud. On the contrary, another view takes its place: anger is a response to the external environment. It is not an impulse that exists in human body. If it is not satisfied, it will make us explode.
In a word, my view on anger is that we should vent our anger reasonably, so as not to let it get out of control, not to keep it in our hearts and endanger our mental health.
6.300 words to describe people's anger, 1, "Come here!" My mother growled at me.
I put down my selected composition and reluctantly walked over. Mother shouted, "I know what to read in a day, just at your level." I asked my uncle and father when they sent the coachman back.
I don't remember my uncle's answer now, except that his words are profound and incomprehensible. I looked up and asked him to give me a detailed explanation.
At that time, I clearly saw that now I clearly remember that his face no longer had that kind and happy expression and became so serious. He didn't answer me, but put his skinny hand on my head for a long time and finally sighed deeply.
Hatred devours my heart like a monster, which makes me restless. 4. At first, she was taken aback and turned pale with fear ... Then, her fear turned into anger, her face turned red to her ears and her eyes stared at the insult. At the same time, these eyes suddenly flashed and became dark, and then ignited the uncontrolled anger.
Looking at this scene, the angry crowd suddenly burst its banks and roared into the hall like a flood filling the river. 6. That was when I was in the first grade. I only got 59 points in a math unit test. At the end of dinner, my mother learned the news and put down her chopsticks angrily. "Pa-! Pa-!" Give me two crisp slaps when you split your face.
That's not enough. My mother crumpled up the test paper and threw it on the ground, pointing at me and saying, "I'm afraid even ordinary middle schools won't take your grades as an example." "I dare not be quiet, just covering her sore face, tears streaming down her face. 7. His eyes are fierce and he has no intention of reconciliation.
He growled angrily, and his voice rolled like a heavy thunder and spread far and far. His accumulated anger erupted like a volcano in one night. 10. He sat in the corner of the classroom, curled up and sobbed silently. I was indignant at his situation. I think: although he has a low IQ, he is stupid and slow, but he is also a human being and studying! He is not a target, a sandbag, or a monkey allowed to play games ... Students, stop your stupid and barbaric behavior as soon as possible! 1 1, I feel like my eyes are bubbling outward. If it weren't for so many classmates, I would have slapped her in the face. 12, I was tired of playing with Jiao Jiao, so I sat on a stone bench to enjoy the cool. I felt thirsty, so I stood up, picked up a big apple and ate it.
Jiao Jiao saw this and said angrily, "Who told you to pick apples in Taishan Temple? If you want to eat, my family will have it! " I said indifferently, "This fruit is more delicious than a peach that the Queen Mother can live for 10,000 years. Please eat one! " Jiao Jiao turned pale with anger, stared at his big eyes and pursed his mouth. I glanced at her and thought, "How stingy!" So I threw the apple on the ground and ran back to my sister's house in one breath.
13, I didn't move. I said angrily in my heart, "Her ugliness matches my name. My menstruation is dignified and beautiful, hum! " 14, I thought to myself: if I were protecting the soil, I would be resolute and resolute, and I would never be so procrastinating and lazy. Because this is angels in white's duty! Aunt nurse, what's wrong with you? Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? This child is dangerous ... and I really want you to get a serious illness.
Alas, it's no taste to be left out! 15, Aunt Wu was so angry that Lu trotted home. The old lady was very angry, beat the chicken and scolded the duck ... She kept a straight face and said nothing, and the walnut grain was wrinkled tightly and deeply. A face is not a face, and a nose is not a nose.
16, want to be a writer? "I said, and tore the composition selected on the bed in half. I was angry and sad, and met my mother's fierce eyes with resentment.
Mom is very angry. "pa!" A heavy slap hit me in the face, and I only felt the muscles on my face swell tightly, which hurt terribly. My tears are coming out.
I shook my head and looked at the building in the distance, trying to swallow my tears back. 17, the spicy food makes my eyes spin, and my hated roots are numb and my fingers itch, so I want to beat him up. 18, my teeth rattled, and my eyes sparkled with uncontrollable anger, like an angry lion. 19, I saw him, his eyes wide open and his face angry.
I saw him turn around silently. Although I can't see his expression, judging from the ups and downs of his shoulders, I know he must be very angry now. Maybe taking a deep breath will calm him down, but it may also make him more furious.
Gradually, his hands began to shake, and he looked at me sideways. In his complicated eyes, pain, anger and helplessness are constantly intertwined. He took a deep breath and hesitated.
I saw him grit his teeth, scream and hit the trunk with a powerful fist. The wrinkled bark didn't seem to bring him any pain.
7. Describe the details of a person when he is angry 1. He is about thirteen or fourteen years old.
A small black and fat face with a pointed nose. Long hair, I haven't cut it for a long time
A pair of big eyes are shining under thick eyebrows, and black eyes are turning proudly. The bush was pushed away and a child's head stuck in. This is a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a dark, thin face and dusty hair about two inches long. It's a mess. It looks like a magpie nest.
Tweety is a beautiful girl, and she is famous in the mountains near here. She spends every day in the wind and rain, but she won't wither, her face is white and her eyebrows are clear. When you smile, your mouth flaps like a calm meniscus, and when you speak, your voice sounds like an oriole's hoof.
A boy stuck to me as soon as I entered the garden gate. He is about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a red vest, blue shorts and a drooping belt. All dirty, like a small landowner.
Hairy crew cut and small round white face remind me of dandelions. He wandered around in front of me like a moth on fire, craning his neck to look at my spotlight.
5. This surprised me. Looking up, I saw a 12-year-old girl sitting high on a branch, holding a harmonica in her hand and preparing to play. She is wearing a lux cashmere sweater and a pea-green skirt.
Two little feet in lux shoes are hanging and pulling, which is very comfortable. Her pigtail head leans on her right shoulder, her big watery eyes blink at me, and her nose is slightly upturned, revealing a naughty look.
As soon as you see her, you will like her from the bottom of your heart. 6. Xiao Ju is fourteen years old this year, but his figure is not high, his arms are still so small, his cheekbones are still protruding, and his ten fingers are like a pile of dead bamboo branches, which seems to be broken when folded; Because she is thin, she looks very light.
7. Jianhua has a uniform figure, neither fat nor thin. His black hair is combed into two slender braids, his ruddy oval face, big round eyes and two deep dimples on his cheeks are lively and lovely. There are two country children in our yard.
One is my sister, with pigtails and a little flower jacket. One is a younger brother with hair on his forehead, like a teapot lid.
9. Xiaomaha (Mongolian), with fine features, red lips and white teeth, round face, high nose, black curls, is quite handsome. It's just that the ears are long and ugly, but the old people all say it's a "Buddha statue". They are blessed.
10, that's a skinny boy with fine eyes. Especially those eyes bigger than ordinary people, shining with wisdom.
He dragged his clogs, a shabby green uniform hanging down to his knees. 1 1. My sister is ten years old this year and is in the third grade of primary school.
On her red face, a pair of big eyes are smart. Black hair, two curved eyebrows, like a crescent moon.
One of her white teeth is missing. When she smiles, she becomes an open tooth, which is very cute. 12, Li Zhou, the second hurdle, is the best lesbian student in our class.
She has dark skin, small round eyes and thin lips. My grandmother said that people with thin lips can talk, which is true. Li Zhou talks like a machine gun.
Whenever she speaks, the big furry brush at the back of her head is still swaggering. When she saw me with Shi, she curled her lips and said rudely, "Shi is hitting a bodyguard."
13. My brother is a fifth-grade primary school student. Round head, chubby face, a pair of big eyes, laughing, there are two small dimples in the corner of his mouth.
He is about my height, and some people think we are twins. In fact, he just turned ten, three years younger than me.
14, I looked this Xiao Qiang brother up and down. His short and fat figure is half a head shorter than mine. There are a pair of small squints on the dark face, which is embarrassing.
When his mother asked him, he blushed and looked rustic. I really looked down on him. 15. My name is Zhang. I'm eleven years old and I'm in grade five.
I wear a black ponytail and walk with a bump. My eyebrows bend like a sickle.
A pair of big black eyes, can read people, red lips, just like lipstick. A pair of fingers refers to slender and tender hands.
People say, "Ten fingers are long and dexterous." I don't believe it! Once, I learned to nail buttons and pricked my finger, which bothered me for several days.
16, my sister just entered the first grade of primary school. She is smart, sensible, good at singing and dancing, and very cute. Also, pigtails are upturned, two black eyes are rippling, two faces are red, and two eyebrows are getting thinner and thinner.
She began to sing, her thin black eyebrows were raised one by one, her black eyes looked at the distance affectionately, and her two open little hands seemed to be wings, trying to fly beyond the cloud nine. Zhang is my classmate.
He is very lively and smart, with black hair, a naughty look on his round face and big black eyes, looking at you innocently. He shook his head gently when he was proud: when your criticism embarrassed him, he shook his head gently.
18, my cousin Xu Xu is only ten years old this year. He is white and fat.
A pair of beautiful dimples and watery big eyes hung on the round face, turning around from time to time, showing a clever and naughty strength. A clever breakthrough is even more candidly admit defeat than him! By the way, my cousin is quite strong! 19, he is very thin, as if there were more bones than meat.
Those big feet that are out of proportion to their height are hooked with a pair of sky blue slippers that are bigger than their feet, and two long legs like cranes hang down from the stool, one pressing the other. Eyes narrowed into a crack, and the knowledge in the book was "absorbed" from that crack.
20. Xiaoguang is a fifth-grade student with a round face and big bright eyes. He studies well, but he doesn't like working.
Occasionally, when he is asked to do some work, he will cover his mouth and lower his head. The boss is unhappy and walks lazily. Therefore, my father always shouts "lazy cat", and my mother often says, "lazy cat, lazy cat, when will you become a bee!" Strange to say, before long, he really changed. 2 1. My sister just went to school for two years this year.
8. The composition describing the details of the teacher's anger after the monthly exam was sunny this morning, but who knew it was the calm before the storm. In the morning, I came to school early, walked to my seat, put down my heavy schoolbag and prepared to hand in my homework. In a short time, the whole school was full of Lang Lang's voice.
The sound of reading is eight o'clock, and our class began to give a speech as usual this morning. Speech consultant Zheng Jingyang stepped onto the platform, turned on the microphone and started today's speech with his unique voice. Gong Zhen was the first to give a speech on stage.
Ting, because the students are making a lot of noise, just then, Mr. Xiong went to the stairs and heard the noise in class. I saw her angry eyes scanning all of us, and several of them were the most violent.
The leader looks like a mouse when he sees Mr. Xiong. When he saw a cat, he immediately quieted down. Teacher Xiong strode onto the three-foot platform and asked Gong Zhenting to repeat the manuscript several times. Let's repeat it, but because we haven't
We woke up from the "surprise attack" just now, so we didn't remember a word. Mr. Xiong asked us to finish the speech of the students behind us. After a while, Miss Xiong began her speech, which can make us understand.
Fan's truth. She said: "She tried her best to give those students who didn't raise their hands once a chance to exercise. We not only didn't appreciate it, but also made a scene. We study not for herself, but to make a contribution to the motherland when we grow up. " After class, I think carefully. Mr. Xiong has supported and encouraged us since the first grade. In fact, Mr. Xiong and Mr. Lu are hard-working gardeners, and they have made great efforts to cultivate the future flowers of our motherland.
If there are any questions we don't understand, try to let us know the solutions to these problems and why we should do it. We will never forget the idea of this problem. Alas, we are all so ignorant. I want to appeal to you to listen carefully in class from now on.
Finish the homework according to the quality and quantity. Listen carefully to other people's speeches. If you respect others, others will respect you. Only in this way can you be worthy of your six-year cultivation!