My first story composition 1 "books are the ladder of human progress." This is Gorky's famous saying, yes, I really don't know what the world would be like without books. I like reading books since I was a child. Let me share with you an episode in my reading experience!
I remember when I was in the third grade, I saw a book called Grimm's Fairy Tales in the bookstore and I couldn't put it down. For lack of money, this book cost 10 yuan, and I only have 5 yuan. It happened that mom was not at home. However, I really like that book!
Suddenly, I saw an old man collecting waste. I had a brainwave: I can pick up waste and sell it! Do it. I ran home with a big bag. I spell for that book. Looking for "prey" in the community, I felt hard for the first time. I am really tired!
After an afternoon's labor, I collected 29 empty soda bottles, 2 angle irons and some cartons.
When I happily dragged my "victory" to the grandfather who collected the waste, the grandfather gave a thumbs-up and said, "Little girl, you are really good!" Then he took what was in my hand, weighed it and gave me 7 pounds. 5 yuan. I thanked my grandfather happily and flew to the bookstore to buy the book I dreamed of.
Every time I see this book, I feel very sweet, because it is bought with labor.
My first story composition 2 During the five years of primary school, my story kept coming to the shore like a small wave. Let me show you one!
Riding a bike is my most unforgettable little spray. I didn't start learning to drive until the second day of junior high school because my aunt bought a new bike through me. At first, I pestered my father to help me, but my father always rode on my stomach against my will.
I was just about to get on the bus when I met a roadblock. I'm not getting on the bus! Pushing left and right just won't get up, hum! How dare a small bike stand in the way of the king? Joke! I put the pedal on the right in the middle and thought, three, two, one! I'm desperate for my life! I only heard a bicycle creaking because I pedaled too hard. Hee hee, I'm going up!
Now I only have the ability to ride, but it's easier said than done. I just got on and got off. The average time I stay is less than 5 seconds.
Another day passed, and I continued to practice. I rode up for a while, and then I got down. After a while, I was sweating all over, but I only rode five or six steps.
I was so angry that I almost wanted to smash the car. I am determined to ride fast at once. Wow! I fell off the car with joy and fell to the ground giggling.
This is a small wave of my bicycle learning. It can be said that it is just a drop in the ocean. I like these little waves. They have been integrated into my colorful life and my sea of life.
Every child is a bird. It can't always rely on its mother's warm wings. One day, it will have to fly alone ...-inscription.
Teachers and students:
Hello, I walked into the school gate in the stone-a sacred school, and also into a beautiful garden-a sacred place to cultivate sentiment. Now, it's the season of cicada singing again, and we will hold fruitful meetings and spend a beautiful place together. Here, we have colorful dreams. Diligent sweat. The joy of success. The second half of the first semester of junior high school is almost finished. I'm going to the East Campus soon, but at this time, I only have deep gratitude and attachment in my heart.
I can't forget the figure of fighting bravely in the sports meeting, helping each other in times of difficulty and encouraging each other in times of disappointment, and my PE teacher Li Pu, one after another.
I really want to be a real person forever! Walking in the beautiful campus, listening to the music from the school, watching the fish in the pond, the brand-new experimental building, the wide playground, the clean and tidy classroom … Alas!
In practice, give our ideals wings of knowledge, teach us to struggle in adversity and keep a clear head in prosperity! In reality, pure molecules are injected into our minds, teaching us to love truth, goodness and beauty and face life with heart.
This is our experimental middle school.
My first story composition 4 "Books are the ladder of human progress." Gorky said this sentence, which is also my favorite motto.
I remember once, when I was watching a dream of red mansions, my mother suddenly asked me to buy a bag of monosodium glutamate. I casually said yes and watched my dream of red mansions with relish. When my mother saw that I didn't buy monosodium glutamate, she was furious and said, "Buy a bag of monosodium glutamate quickly, or I will burn your book." In order to keep my book, I had to listen to my mother's words and reluctantly left the book, so I bought a bag of salt and hurried home. Mom looked at it and said, "No."When I went to the store to get a bag of yellow wine to pay for it, the money fell on the way. I had to go home to get money and buy a bag of yellow wine in the shop. On the way, I thought: I can go home to see a dream of red mansions. My heart is sweeter than honey. When I got home, I gave my mother the yellow wine. My mother said, "I asked you to buy a bag of monosodium glutamate, but you bought a bottle of yellow wine." You make me angry. " I went to the store and bought a bag of salt for my mother. Mom said in distress situation: "You are a bookworm, you are really not afraid of death. You really have no choice. You love books more than mom and dad. I really admire you! "
Books are beautiful angels, guiding me to know this beautiful world. Reading is my favorite and I will carry my love to the end.
In a blink of an eye, I am not that ignorant child, but a veritable high-tech man.
Before the start of school, we experienced an activity-military training. On the first day, when I first saw the instructor, I was full of admiration for him. His weather-beaten face left many scars, bean-sized sweat dropped from his forehead, and a pair of firm eyes were staring at the front.
Military training is very hard. On the first day, seven or eight students in the class had a rest because of physical exhaustion. Although it was miserable, I persisted. The next day, I was sore all over. I don't want to go to military training, but when I think that all my classmates can do it, I think: I must not hold back my class. So I gritted my teeth and started the military training the next day.
Military training is also happy. Every time we have a rest, we get together in small groups, so I make many new friends. Whenever I come home from school, my military training diary is particularly relaxed.
On the last day, we sent a greeting card to our tutor. We all remembered the appearance of the instructor and watched him leave reluctantly. Now, the instructor's earnest instruction to us comes into view from time to time, and our figure standing in the scorching sun is hard to erase.
This is our military training, both bitter and sweet.
My first story composition 6 When the twelve-year-old colored candle was lit in front of me, I found that I had grown up and had my own opinion, just like a bird's feathers were fuller, just like flying in the blue sky; Just like a small tree with a ring, it will grow taller. 12 years old, I don't want to be a pawn under others, I hope to hit the sky like a young eagle. Maybe my naughty will make you feel at a loss, but I still have quiet times ... 12 years old, and I like to study and play with my classmates. Hot summer is the season for me to soar. With the cicada singing, I can't wait to rush downstairs.
/kloc-at the age of 0/2, I am eager to read all the world famous works, learn about the heroic and extraordinary life of Paul Kochakin, learn about Gorky's literary works, appreciate Shakespeare's human tragedy, and taste the bleak love between Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu ... Oh, the list is endless. I really want to imprint them on my memory one by one.
12 years old, one foot enters the threshold of youth, and the other foot refuses to come out in childhood dreams; 12 years old, persistent pursuit in the wind and rain, but sometimes there are some trivial troubles; /kloc-at the age of 0/2, I also began to pursue the beauty of personality and hide the beautiful image of youth in the mirror; /kloc-I am 0/2 years old, and some "youth does not understand the world of mortals" and I don't know the priorities; I'm at 12 ...
Oh! This is me, an ordinary girl.