1. Use one thing to reflect the character's quality and discover the beauty of strangers. Spring rain mixed with cold wind came to Xiamen one morning.

I walked to the station with an umbrella in one hand and a kettle in the other, carrying my schoolbag. Who knows that just downstairs, the lid of the kettle suddenly loosened.

I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. Hey, it's not too late. I put down my umbrella, picked up the kettle in one hand and pressed the lid hard, but it didn't press tightly.

The rain has fallen on me, cold, and I can't help complaining about this spring rain in my heart: really, can't the spring rain be warmer? Suddenly, the rain stopped and the lid of my kettle was closed at once. I stood up straight and looked up, only to find a dark blue umbrella on my head, still thinking about the falling rain.

Didn't the rain stop? I turned my head a little surprised and saw a little boy in a school uniform in Bindong Primary School. There is a newly healed hole in his big eyes, but he has a blue umbrella in his hand.

A warm current flows through my heart. I quickly said to him, "Thank you, thank you!" "No ... no ... thank you!" Then he turned and ran away.

I picked up my umbrella, hummed happily and went to school by bus. I have been in a good mood all day.

Although I don't know the boy's name, I think a person who is so enthusiastic about helping others like him must have a beautiful heart. As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". In this spring rain, I saw "friendship" with strangers.

2. A 300-word composition that describes the character's personality through an event. The person I know best is that she nourishes the delicate flowers of our motherland. She is like an industrious gardener, nurturing our growth and teaching us knowledge. She is of medium height, with curly brown hair and a white oval face. A pair of glasses on her high nose cover her calm and bright eyes.

There is also a glib tongue and a pair of sensitive ears. She's easy to get in, and she's very careful in class.

When giving lectures, she often uses life examples or some historical stories to analyze difficult problems, so that we can learn knowledge while listening to stories, which makes me never tire of listening. Once, a classmate whispered in class and was found by her.

At that time, she was writing on the blackboard. I don't know how she found it Maybe her ears really look like ears. That classmate was punished by her, but I could see that the classmate didn't want to stand up. Yes, who wants to be criticized by the teacher? But facing her, he stood up helplessly.

Every moment, she worries about us day and night: in the middle of the night, we have entered a sweet dream, but she corrects her homework in the bright moonlight and weak light; During the day, she stood on the podium and led us into the ocean of knowledge and swam in the ocean of knowledge. She carefully spread every seed to us, let it sprout, blossom and bear fruit, bearing a string of huge, full and sweet fruits ... Who is she? Needless to say, you already know that she is the person we admire and know best-the teacher.

Welcome to Education City Composition Network:/Wen Zuo/In my heart, in my heart, there is a kind of love that always gives me warmth. It was on a rainy day.

In the heavy rain, glittering and translucent water drops hit the window and made a "snapping" sound, and there was deafening thunder from time to time. I thought to myself: Oh, no, I didn't bring my umbrella. My mother took my brother to Guangzhou to see a doctor. How should I go home? Students have been picked up by their parents.

It's raining harder and harder, like a column of water falling from the sky. The situation is amazing! I'm like an ant on hot bricks. I have a rash. After coming here for a while, most of the students left, only my shortness of breath echoed in my ears.

It's getting dark, the rain hasn't stopped, and my heart is full of fear. I carry my schoolbag like I'm running outside the school gate. My heart seems to be beating drums, and I just want to go home quickly.

The rain washed away the potholes in the ground. Running and running, I stepped into the water with one foot and fell with a splash. My legs kept bleeding and I was covered with mud.

I smiled again, and then began to cry. At this moment, a man ran over and asked me gently, "What's wrong with you, little friend?" ? "I looked up and it turned out to be my mother! I stopped crying at once and hugged my mother hard.

Mother's white dress was stained by me. Then, my mother patted me on the mud and helped me up. Her crystal tears hung on my cheek and gently said to me, "son, let's go home. Mom will dress your wound."

Suddenly, my heart was full of warmth. My mother took me home regardless of the hard work.

I used to think that my mother often beat me and blamed me, but I know that it is also a kind of love, because my mother wants me to be a useful person, so I will carefully hide this heavy love in my heart and let me cherish the best love in the world forever.

3. Ask for an essay described by a character. 300 My sister was a genius when she was a child and a genius when she grew up.

I Gaga admire her! I have lived with her under the same roof for more than 20 years, but I have to admit that the gap between us is so big! I also have to doubt the truth of what she said to me in a very secret way when I was a child. She said, "Do you know that you were carried out of the toilet by our mother!" " "I'm five and a half years younger than my sister. Let's round it to six years old.

I came to this world with my grandmother's grandson index. People say that we were not born of the same mother.

My sister was naughty when I was a child, but I was very quiet and gentle, always snuggling up to the nanny like a tail. It is said that the nanny is a little too rich, which is not in line with the economic strength of our family 20 years ago.

In fact, it is because we are not grandchildren (how awkward) that grandparents don't want to see us and have to find someone to take care of us. My sister and I were sent out when my mother went to work after maternity leave. Poor us as babies.

In this way, I grew up like a dog! However, the nanny and aunt are very good, and our two families have lived in harmony for decades. In the six years before I was born, my sister spent all her time at my nanny's aunt's house.

It often takes my mother half an hour to find her when she picks her up from work, which is often the case. Either just climbed down from the roof or just climbed out of the puddle.

In a blink of an eye, I came to this miserable world. According to reliable sources, my 6-year-old sister ate six white-flour steamed buns in one breath that day (it is impossible to verify the size of the steamed buns).

After eating six steamed buns, my sister trotted to the nanny's aunt's house with a bulging stomach, touched her stomach and proudly announced, "My mother gave birth to a little sister for me. Can be beautiful, the head is like a big sweet potato! " Two months later, I took her class to the nanny's aunt's house, and she was laid off and went home.

Mother brought Sister Lin from my second uncle's house for company. This is so funny. These two 6-year-old girls saw that my mother's front foot had just left, and her back foot began to open at home! At that time, everyone's monthly supply of white flour was limited, so the two of them went to a good place, poured all the white flour that the family had eaten for a month into a basin, mixed it with water, and then began to roll so-called cakes.

When I was rolling, I suddenly heard the voice of my mother coming home from work. In desperation, I hid all the cakes in the water tank. As soon as my mother saw them standing there blindfolded and waiting for a while, she understood everything.

But I have to cook for the old sow at noon, so I don't have time to give these two tit-for-tat ideological and political lessons! So my mother let them stand in the yard with an empty basin on their heads and bask in the sun. But they are not only unrepentant, but also smirking.

My mother put several big potatoes in their top pots respectively, and they were finally honest. One day, as soon as my mother came home from work, she saw aunt Cao, a neighbor, looking around in a panic and stopped my mother, just like a spy.

Aunt Cao dragged my mother into the corner and reported such a thing in a low voice: "I was taking a nap at home in the afternoon and was suddenly awakened by a loud noise. My first reaction was an earthquake, so I jumped up and ran outside. I found it was your Xiaoming when I went out, but I didn't see it clearly. This scared me, my heart jumped! Guess what, Xiaoming is running barefoot on the roof! Oh, the tiles on the house rattled, and broken tiles fell from where I ran ... "Finally, I didn't forget to say," Don't say I told you, or Xiaoming will come to get even with me. "

Say that finish quickly squeezed through the door and slammed the door. It seems that my 6-year-old sister is going to get back at her soon.

I don't have the heart to ask the next details, so I guess there will always be a beating. What's more talented is that beans are planted in our yard, and tomatoes are planted in our neighbor's yard besides beans.

She was jealous of other people's red tomatoes, so she sneaked over and picked one. When I came back, I tied the tomatoes to our own bean stand with a rope like a wounded man.

After mom got off work, my sister happily pulled her to the bean stand and pointed to her masterpiece and proudly said to my mom, "Mom, look, our beans also received tomatoes!" " "I heard that my sister was the lead singer of the school choir when she was in elementary school, and she was also a' story king'. I also heard that she has a good eloquence and a high level of speech. You can be affectionate and tearful.

But I heard all this, and as long as I can remember, all her talents suddenly disappeared. It's a pity that there is no chance to learn and have a quick look! In fact, my sister has a good heart and belongs to a typical knife mouth and tofu heart.

Her greatest weakness is her bad temper, not just her bad temper. When a person is immersed in a fire, she can "spontaneously ignite" at any time without using a convex lens to concentrate light.

I have been afraid of one person since I was a child, that is, my sister! She is very kind to me. She can save delicious food from her mouth and bring it to me when she comes home from work. But when I was a child, I really suffered a lot.

What I remember most is what happened during the winter vacation: every noon, my mother let us take a nap, but as soon as my mother went out to work, my sister immediately pulled me up. Then take out a piece of plastic cloth with flowers from the depths of the cabinet.

She saved money to buy it herself, to decorate our iron bed! She asked me to help see how to lay the most beautiful one. So let me hold my left hand for a while, let me hold my right hand for a while, and I will be angry within 5 minutes, and then I will endure the pain of flesh and blood.

Usually hit me on the head with a water scoop! I struggled with that flower plastic sheet all winter vacation, but I never satisfied my sister. During that time, I gnashed my teeth at the plastic sheets.

Later, I was allergic to plastic sheets, and the symptom was crazy sneezing.

4. Write a composition with the method of character description. After spending 300 words together for half a year, I learned not only physical knowledge, but also valuable social knowledge. At the same time, it also gave me a new understanding of myself. If someone asks me if I hate you, I will say' hate' without hesitation. Because you gave me too much criticism and almost no praise. I don't think my study is particularly excellent, but at least it's good (in all subjects). The criticism I got from other teachers is only one fiftieth of yours, and many of them are euphemistic, hitting the nail on the head, stinging people's hearts and making them want to cry.

Is it only by burning the bridge, putting life and death at risk, and then accepting the challenge, can the tree grow into a talent? In fact, the teacher's criticism is 90% right, and 10% is far-fetched. Aside from these complicated factors, let's talk about something I think is important. The second is to meet each other late; If I can get in touch with you earlier, I think I will want to mature and develop as soon as possible, and I can also hear you tell a' beautiful' life as soon as possible, and I can purify and develop myself as soon as possible. To put it bluntly, to associate with you is to eat bitter gourd, bitter before sweet, or to sum it up in Cheng Pu's words, "to associate with you is like drinking good wine, and you will be intoxicated unconsciously."

I have said a lot about your advantages, but I also want to point out your shortcomings. After all, gold is not enough, and no one is perfect! Sometimes you talk too much or criticize others, which hurts your self-esteem. Although the starting point is good, it can't be accepted with a relaxed and happy attitude, and it may even make people feel a lot of strong resentment against you. Of course, I have, but now I just laugh it off.

5. Character description composition, using two description methods to describe characters is one of the essential basic writing in primary school composition, and many parents don't know how to coach the character description in primary school composition. In fact, any writing has certain skills. When writing a narrative, people and things are inseparable. The most crucial step is to be able to recognize the requirements of the topic. How to write a good narrative describing characters? Then this article is aimed at how to help primary school students learn to write characters.

Writing a sequel related to characters does not require writing as complete as writing a narrative. Things run through the whole article, and the writer's narrative describes the characters through one event or several events.

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First of all, the writer passes one thing.

To describe a character through things, things are generally used to highlight and express a certain quality or personality characteristics of the character. Describe the characters in many ways by their appearance, words, movements and psychology. Highlighting the typical, the so-called typical, is something that can fully express the characters' thoughts and show the good ideological quality of the characters to the fullest.

Second, write people through many things.

To write about a person through a few things is to use many things to reflect a person's quality, but the narrative of things should be complete, and the development of things should be clearly written, such as time, place, people, the cause, process and result of the event. You can also describe a character through the cross-narration of several things. However, we should also describe the appearance, behavior, words and psychology of the characters in detail to highlight their qualities.

Third, how to portray the characters.

In the narrative process, the description of characters can best represent their thoughts and feelings, personality characteristics, language features, movements and psychological activities, that is, the portrayal of characters. 1. Portrait description is described by features such as appearance, expression, clothing, posture and tone. The way to reveal a person's character is that the appearance of the character is closely related to the inner world of the character. Through the description of appearance, characters can leave a deep impression on readers. 2. Language description is both a dialogue and a monologue. Dialogue is a dialogue between two or more people; Monologue refers to the self-dialogue of the characters. The most expressive activity of a character is language, which plays an important role in expressing the character's thought and character. Personalized language, let people know who is in charge through voice.

Have you learned how to help writing in primary school composition? In addition to the above two points, there is also a description of the psychology and behavior of the characters. In short, we should learn to grasp the characteristics. By clearly expressing these characteristics in words, the characters and their qualities in the article will leave an unforgettable impression on readers.

6. The character description composition is more than 300 words. When all the lights went out, my grandfather; Grandma's desk lamp is still on.

Sitting under the lamp is a kind old man with white hair; He wears a pair of reading glasses; Holding a pen in his hand; Draw circles, dots and pictures on the book. He is sometimes absorbed; Sometimes frown; Sometimes infatuation; Sometimes smile.

He is my grandfather. Grandpa is old; But I like reading very much.

Because grandpa can pinch plasticine; Therefore; I often pester him to pinch something for me. But; As long as grandpa reads; You want grandpa to pinch plasticine, that's daydreaming.

I really want to lock all grandpa's books in the box. But one thing. But it changed my mind.

Once asked me a question: "How many fingers does a panda have in one hand?" Let me think about it; Think correctly; I can't remember either. Let's ask Grandpa. I thought to myself.

I ran to grandpa; I said this sentence intact. Grandpa touched my head; Said: "you this boy; I know how to play on weekdays; I don't read.

Pandas only have four fingers! ""grandpa; Your knowledge is really profound! So much knowledge; Are you all from books? "I asked enviously." Of course! Books have their own houses; There is Yan Ruyu in the book'; As long as you are willing to learn; Browse group books; You will be like grandpa; Deep knowledge! "So; In my primary school; Buried reading; Books have also become my mentor and friend.

Grandpa is not only knowledgeable; I often help others selflessly; Solve the problem. One day at noon; My family is eating.

Suddenly; Uncle horse and several others came in. There is no smile on their faces; But full of anxiety and helplessness.

After exchanging pleasantries with grandpa; He entered the study; I followed curiously. Listen to Ma Bobo said in dismay: "I don't know what happened to my tea tree;" Got a strange disease.

First, the root length tumor; Then the tea tree withered. Our farmers rely on these acres of tea gardens to support their families a year; But now there is no harvest; This ..... this is great! Say that finish; Holding the desk in one hand; Bow your head.

At this time; One took the root of a tea tree; Pass it to grandpa; Grandpa is busy wearing reading glasses; Hold the root with your left hand; Hold a magnifying glass in your right hand. See grandpa through the roots from time to time; Keep reading: he sometimes holds a pen; Draw a circle on the paper; Sometimes put down the pen; Frown; Go back and ask a word or two.

Ma Bobo's mood fluctuates with grandpa's expression. Time is long; Grandpa just handed Ma Bobo a piece of paper full of handwriting; Ma Bobo took the paper; Like holding an elixir of life; He said in a trembling voice, "Thank you so much; I really don't know how to repay you. "

"Hi, old friend; Still so popular. Help this little thing; It should be. "

After a while; Uncle Ma should go. Grandpa grabbed his hand; Say, "Wait a minute."

Say that finish; He walked quickly into the study; Take out a bunch of things; Put it in the hands of Uncle Ma; Ma Bobo a look; It turned out to be a pile; Uncle Ma insisted not to; But grandpa said: "your family has a bad harvest this year, which is a little token of my concern;" There are difficulties in the future; Come and see me. " Ma Bobo's hand trembled slightly; I wanted to say something, but I couldn't make a sound.

Look at this touching scene; My mood can't help being touched; How noble grandpa's quality is! He has no rich professional knowledge; Take pleasure in helping others; Thought of here; Grandpa's body is getting bigger and bigger in my eyes. Grandpa; Although he has no earth-shattering events; No gorgeous appearance, but on his ordinary body; But it obviously implies a very extraordinary quality.

Yes! Grandpa's spirit of helping others and loving books; Will be built into a monument in my heart; Will become a monument in my heart; Will be an example I admire.

7. Composition, write a character, 300 words. In the third grade, my mother is the head of the family, and she is responsible for everything big and small. She is both earnest and agile. No wonder she is a monkey! My mother cooks, cleans and washes clothes for our father and son every night. Therefore, she has some "innovations" in cooking …

Once I came home from school and saw a bowl on the table, which contained something like honey. I looked at it and smelled it. It smelled of acetic acid. I think: if the poison doesn't serve, it probably won't die if you drink it! I just took a sip. At this moment, my mother came out from her position-the kitchen. I swallowed it hard. She said to me, "Is it delicious?" "What the hell is this? So bad? " I said morosely. "This is honey and vinegar." I was surprised and said, "Can these two be put together?" Mom said confidently, "absolutely no problem, it's good for your health!" " "

After listening to my mother's words, I went back to my room to do my homework, thinking as I walked: I will never drink this thing again. This is my mother. Cooking is quite innovative!

There is a Tang priest at home.

There is also a nagging father at home who talks to me all day.

As soon as I put the key in the doorway, I heard my dad nagging, "Go take a shower, you're sweating again, and eat after taking a shower!" " "I always say wait, but I was forced into the bathroom by him sentence by sentence. There is no peace at night When I was doing my homework, I heard the movement of the paring knife and thought, it's over. It's time to eat apples again. I silently counted: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0! The door opened, and my father held a emerald apple in his hand and said to me, "It's time to eat the apple!" " "I always find excuses to say that I am doing my homework! I don't have time, but he forced me to eat apples sentence after sentence. But fortunately, I'm used to it. My mother and I were inspired by Tang Yan's words in A Chinese Odyssey, and gave my father a nickname "Tang Yan".

My home is happy, warm and happy. I love my family and adopted me.

8. The composition describing the characters is 300 words "I have no memory"

I am a person with no memory. Sketch yourself. I have bright eyes and a tongue-tied mouth, and my mind is simple. The biggest feature is simple mind, no memory, and often forget some things. I have forgotten so many things that I can hardly count them.

This is a recent thing. That day, my mother went shopping. Before going out, she asked me to thaw the meat and vegetables in the refrigerator. Then my mother opened the door and left. I was about to thaw the meat dishes when my friend knocked at my door. I answered the door and thought, what's the hurry? Anyway, mom hasn't come back yet, so it's not too late for me to play with my friends before opening the refrigerator. I went to build a building block, got up with them, had a good time, and soon forgot what my mother had just told me.

Finally, my mother came back, but I still don't remember that. Mom came home, staring at the dining table and refrigerator, without saying a word, with round eyes staring at me. It suddenly occurred to me that I walked to the refrigerator in three steps to thaw the food.

Tell me, am I a person without memory?

9. Who is the 300-word composition describing the characters-lead us into the spacious classroom,

Teach us a wealth of knowledge?

It is you! Teacher!

With your hard work and sweat,

Raising the tender seedlings that have just broken ground in spring.

who is it? -Let's be naughty

Educate people to be considerate and helpful?

It is you! Teacher!

Your care is like a warm spring breeze.

It warms our hearts.

who is it? -Let's be young.

Cultivate a mature and sensible teenager?

It is you! Teacher!

Your protection makes us grow up healthily.

The autumn season is fruitful.

You have worked hard! Teacher!

People who work hard in the heat and cold.

You have worked hard! Teacher!

A person who selflessly dedicates his youth.

We pay high tribute to you!

Teacher, you have worked hard!

My teacher

"Teachers"-engineers of the human soul, they have nurtured one tender seedling after another and trained a batch of outstanding talents. Under their careful care, we grew up healthily and lively. Among so many teachers, what impressed me the most was her-the math teacher who taught me for half a semester-Miss Chen.

Teacher Chen is of medium height, with long black hair and bright eyes embedded in her white face, as if she could see the inner world of our classmates. However, what impressed me most was her good quality of loving life when she was a child.

I remember once, I had a high fever, reaching 39.5 degrees. It happened that my father was on a business trip and my mother was on duty, so I didn't go to school for leave. Teacher Chen came to visit me at home as soon as he knew. She held my hand and smiled and said to me, "Son, you have a fever, 39.5 degrees!" " ! What do you want to eat, the teacher will buy it for you ... "Although I had a high fever at that time, I was sober." Teacher Chen, you're here. "I said to Teacher Chen." Yes, son, the teacher is here. How are you feeling, son? "At this time, my eyes were moist ... The next day, I still didn't go to school, and Teacher Chen came to see me again. When she saw me holding a Chinese book, she said to me, "Don't be too tired, son. When you are ready, we will help you make up lessons. The most important thing for you now is to rest ... "My heart surges: Miss Chen, you are loyal to housework every day, and now I am ill, and you come to see me again ... Thinking of this, my tears welled up ... under the care of Teacher Chen. After returning to school, I took the mid-term exam. Because I didn't attend class these days, I only got more than 70 points. At this time, Teacher Chen comforted me: "Son, I don't blame you for not doing well in this exam. Come on, I'll help you catch up on the lessons you left behind! "This problem ..." With the help of Teacher Chen, I finally got a good score of 100 in the final exam. Teacher Chen wrote on the "message form": "Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. Congratulations on your excellent achievements, but your achievements can only represent the past, not the future. I wish you make persistent efforts and achieve better results! After reading this "message form", I want to say to Teacher Chen: "Teacher Chen, half of my 100 is yours, thank you! "