This is my second grade composition 1 Cancer people never show their true selves to others. Then I really want others to pay attention to her. Maybe he can't even describe himself, but he has a sense of things and himself inside, and he doesn't even know himself. He likes to hide in the corner and enjoy being alone. Although others will feel particularly disgusted, he insists on his own ideas.
In fact, I have seen through the red layer, but I still believe that there is a "pure" heart in the world. I like word control, but I don't deliberately collect it. He thinks that casual discovery will be more memorable. I think I'm a visionary. I like to recall some past events or what just happened and then giggle alone. Maybe at some point, when you are infatuated with someone or concentrate on something, you will feel that someone is, well, perfect. This is sacred. I often compare myself with others as small and great, just like emperors who are above me and civilians with low status. They always think about the advantages of others and can't tell the difference between their own shortcomings. Now you understand.
She sometimes feels very strange, always complaining about the injustice of fate, why others are full of advantages, but she is full of shortcomings, and suddenly feels that she is the happiest person in the world, and the world is unfair after all. God, everyone can't care. Suddenly I feel that I have changed, become very bad, become arrogant, arrogant, narcissistic, and like to take selfies, but I can't look at other people's photos after all.
I hope others can pay attention to me, really pay attention to me from the heart and treat me as a friend. The world can never be smooth sailing, and there will always be some difficulties and setbacks. Now I have it. No longer a person, no longer lonely, although to some extent negative. I am a person who can't speak. On the internet, as long as someone takes the initiative to chat with me, I will face it enthusiastically. After all, the simplicity and happiness of the fairy tale world do not belong to me. I can't learn the innocence and harmony of animals, but I always know what I should do, what I shouldn't do, what I should say and what I shouldn't say. Hehe, it's time to reflect on yourself. I can't be proud, even though I feel pretentious. If you want others to see your goodness, you must let others see your true self.
This is my second grade composition. Everyone is different, there is only one unique self in the world. I am a girl with multiple personalities. My character is like a triangular pyramid. When they meet at one point, they form this three-dimensional me.
Active me
Most girls give the impression that they are gentle, virtuous and considerate, but I am not like this. On the contrary, Deng, my deskmate, is a girl who is gentle on the surface and not crazy inside. But I am very different. There is always a strong contrast when I sit in the classroom with her. Even if it is ten minutes between classes, I can't calm down, either joking with my teachers and classmates or skipping around the back door. At the sports meeting, I cheered for my classmates until I was sweating and screaming; I will be happier than the students who won the prize, jumping three feet high. At the Book Festival, I will cooperate with Wang Cai to attract investment, regardless of my personal image.
Hehe, when I was active, I had almost no worries, lived a relaxed and happy life and shortened the distance between myself and others.
Let me be quiet
I am an active person in public, but in my own world, I am not a quiet and well-behaved girl.
In the dead of night, I like to sit there, or quietly look at the sky, or spread my imagination wings, with my little soul, quietly, quietly … or write a poem that only I can understand and imagine.
Confident me
Because of the organic combination of dynamic and static in me, harmony and unity, self-confidence germinated in me. I like to shake hands with difficulties. Every time I meet them unexpectedly, I want to compete with them with my own strength. I don't value the result of the competition, because I only care about whether I dare or not. The person I admire most is neither others nor myself. Well, my God is myself, because "I was born to be useful"!
Active me, happy every day, never tired of it; Quiet me, flying in dreams and reality every day; Self-confidence, dare to keep moving towards new goals.
That's right. This is me.
This is my second grade composition 3. My name is Liu Jiameng, and I am a nine-year-old boy. He is a student of Grade Two 13 in Beifu Sports Center Primary School. I am tall and strong, and many uncles and aunts often ask me if I am in the fourth grade. Makes me happy and a little embarrassed? But I feel less embarrassed when I think that my mother says that being too short is not a good thing.
I have a big round head with shiny black hair. Let me tell you a little secret. Actually, I don't like washing my hair. I always ask my mother to remind me after washing my hair. But now I have changed a lot. Because of hygiene, you will be healthy.
I also have Zhang Yuanyuan's face and bright eyes. Every time I think of a question, my eyes twinkle. My mother says it looks like a little star. The eyebrows are curved and feel like two crescent moons. Dad laughed at me and said, "Jia Moer, your face is really' vast', and the sun, the moon and the stars live at the same time." My nose is fleshy, but such a fleshy nose does not affect its sensitivity at all. Every time mom and dad cook food, I can smell it from a distance.
Under the nose is my small mouth, which is very useful. You can taste delicious food, read books, chat and tell stories. I am very satisfied with my five senses, because although they are not perfect, together, I am unique. Mom said that everyone in this world is unique. So we should all strive to be ourselves and not leave any regrets for ourselves.
I have a good personality. My mother said I was a gentleman. Although I don't know what a gentleman is, I know it's wrong to lose my temper. I like doing things in a planned way. I like reading, skating, watching the news, walking around and observing interesting things.
This is me. Will you like me after listening to my introduction?
This is my second grade composition 4, a little boy who is either black or black. He 12 this year, with small eyes and a flat nose. There is also the gene of Tu Tu with big ears, "Move your ears!"
"That's what the teacher said!" You see, I'm serious with my sister again, such as 3/4*7/ 10! I said I would divide 3/4 by 10, and my sister said I could take it directly. It is because of inattention in class that this result is obtained. This is the impatient me.
"Ta-da" I played the boy's favorite "Crossing the Line of Fire" again. Mother shouted, "Wash me a pear!" " "When I was having fun, I reluctantly said," Play for a while and then go. "After a while, my mother urged me again, and I still said to play for a while. It's been more than an hour, I've had enough fun, and then I washed a pear for my mother. My mother sighed and said, "It's not easy to eat the pears you washed!" "This is me who loves playing computer.
"Get up!" My sister woke me up. I rubbed my hazy eyes and whispered, "What time is it?" "Now it's 1 1 point." "It's only 1 1 point. Go to sleep! " "Cleaning today! Get up! " As soon as I heard the word "cleaning", I pretended to sleep. You know, I usually wash small clothes and socks, which is ok, but ... I'd better forget it! My sister yelled at me, "Lazy!" This is me who doesn't like to do housework and loves to sleep.
"Seconds past, seconds past" is my yelling. I like playing basketball and table tennis very much. Although I am not very good at playing, I will play whenever I have time until I don't want to play! And table tennis. We all practice and play in the activity class. Although I am not a champion, I will never be a champion unless I compete with the champion. This is me who loves sports!
"oh! I left my meal card in the dormitory! " Poor Zhang Shanzheng cried out in pain. "I lend it to you" I said without hesitation! Zhang Shan zheng hurriedly said thank you to me, and I held him in my arms. "Brothers, don't mention it!" Another time, I was good friends with Cui in Class 6 (3). On one occasion, Zhao Junkai was injured while playing. Without saying anything, we dragged him to the infirmary to check. He didn't bring his business card. I didn't bring it either, so let him register my name and pay back the money next time!
This is me. I have many problems and few advantages. Don't you want to make friends with me?
This is my second grade composition 5, continuous autumn rain, staggered and complicated. Before the full moon, the road is long, and it's Xiu Yuan.
The autumn sky is dark, and the moonlight leading to the sky is locked densely. The yellow light, drenched by the oblique cotton rain, slaps his cheek crazily. The heart is unwilling, the month is confused, and the promise is a lie.
Write hard and search for the poor. After all, it is a real dream. I thought birds could sing without wings. I thought that the blue sky could be blue without white clouds. That's just, I haven't reached this final bottom line yet. Tears once again blurred my eyes, crossed the tired corners of my eyes, mixed with this cold rain. I was speechless and let the tears soak my clothes. Once, some people said, it was a promise to make a comeback.
Suddenly I looked up and saw the gold in that place. Sad for spring, sad for autumn, everything withers, but it really resonates with my lonely and helpless mood at this time. Yes, what is autumn rain? Just cry for this fallen leaf. All the promises are too fragile, just like bubbles, as if they have never been to this warm and pleasant land. In spring, dense green branches and leaves, once, some leaves said, sooner or later invincible.
But in this colorful autumn day, I have left a sad and countercurrent regret. Flowers bloom and fall sometimes, not to mention the dazzling leaves. The promise is still there, but I'm afraid it can't be fulfilled.
However, I clearly saw the fallen leaves, smiling like flowers, and happily threw themselves into the embrace of the earth. I didn't cry at all because of the passage of my youth, but I was a kind of comfort that exhausted everything and finally relieved. It turns out that "falling in love is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more", and it is even more heroic to "reach the peak and the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". .
A promise, a lie, ends with an idea. The fulfillment of the promise is only a trivial ending, and the climax of hard growth is the value of the promise. Leaves fall to their roots, and when they meet beautiful spring rain in the most beautiful years, they will not live up to the promise of blooming. The sadness that falls quietly is just the return of leaves, a kind of comforting farewell to life. As long as it is in full bloom, whether it is a gentle spring day, a warm xia yang or lingering autumn silk, as long as I try my best, I can pave a golden heaven. This is my promise.
I don't know when, the sky cleared the dark clouds, a touch of bright moonlight lit up my road, picked up a piece of gold and a promise, and marched fearlessly toward the unknown.
This is my composition in Grade Two, 6. The twelve seasons are full of spring flowers, singing and dancing; In the twelfth season, crape myrtle shines and lotus blooms; Kumquat Ao Shuang, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves; The twelve seasons are covered with snow.
Twelve years ago, I came into this world. In fact, I am not a gorgeous tiger tail, but a small hair and a small member that makes up him.
In life, I am not good at talking, but I am definitely not quiet. I talk to old friends, but I don't talk to people I don't know, so I'm often rated as a grass-like player.
Besides, I am a real bookworm.
One day, I was reading a book with relish. The door creaked, and my whole body was immediately strung up, using "eighteen mothers" to "distract the tiger on the mountain" I immediately stuffed the book into the drawer, put the exercise book on, and picked up the pen, but my mother's "sparkling" still showed her true colors, collected physical evidence, and returned home in triumph. I beat my chest, and I hate it. Finally, I had to concentrate on my homework.
I especially like ancient poems and songs. Starting from Li Bai's "I would like to cross the Yellow River and choke on the ice", I will cross the snowy Taihang Mountain for a leisurely blue-water fishing and a sudden boat trip to dream. To Yue Fei's "Hungry pork thirsts for Hun blood." After reading it, a wave of heroic spirit burst out. Then it comes from Fan Zhongyan's Blue Sky, Yellow Leaves, Autumn Waves, Cold Smoke and Green Waves. To Li Qingzhao's "looking for the cold and clear, sad and miserable." There is a graceful and lingering feeling.
However, in life, I am very careful. Going out for a walk often brings a lot of money, but when I come back, even the crease has not changed, and the middle price is reluctant. When I really have to, I will go to my mother's bag for help. Moreover, I was "honored" to get the Dienis record set by my sister: when I went out to travel, the money didn't move, but the harvest was the most.
This is me. Although I am just a hair on the tiger's tail, I will make that hair the most gorgeous and gorgeous.
This is my second grade composition 7. My name is Guo. I 12 years old. I am a boy, and I am very tall. I have big bright eyes, black hair, a high nose, a round face, a wide mouth and white teeth. I am a senior one in Liu Fu Middle School, and my academic performance is very good. I like to wear black clothes. I am smart, lively and lovely. I have many hobbies, such as playing table tennis, riding a bike, playing computer, reading books and so on.
I like playing table tennis. Every weekend, I play table tennis with my good classmates Yao Tao, Happy and Li Mingming. Of the four of us, I am the best player. We often play table tennis and come home late every time.
I like riding a bike. I remember when I was in the fifth grade, I came home from school every day and took out my bike to ride on campus as soon as I finished my homework. My classmate Xuchang often goes to school to ride a bike, so I have a bike race with him. I rode my bike very fast, so did Xuchang, and the result was a draw. Riding a bike is really cool, just like flying in the sky. In this way, we often ride until my aunt shouts for dinner, and I reluctantly push my bike home. Riding a bike can not only exercise, but also cultivate the will to go forward bravely.
Playing computer is my new hobby, because my computer was just bought in the summer vacation. Whenever I finish my homework, I will play computer. Computers have many functions. You can enjoy good music as long as you put the music CD in the CD-ROM drive. There is a WPS word software in the computer. As long as you open this software, you can type and compose music on it, and with the printer, you can print beautiful pictures and excellent compositions. You can also input photos and pictures into the computer. I often print my composition on the computer. After typing, I insert beautiful pictures and clip art into the text. I often copy the books on the disk to the computer, which makes it easy to read. After studying, you can also play some games on the computer. These games are all about developing intelligence. Now the computer has become my good study partner.
This is my second grade composition 8. People say I look like my parents. You see, my mother gave me big eyes and double eyelids, and my father gave me height. But I have a question. Who gave me hair? My parents have black hair, but I have yellow hair. People asked me if I dyed my hair. My classmates call me little girl, and some of them call me foreigner. This really drives me crazy.
I feel that except for minor subjects, my Chinese and math scores are average. "Five, four, three, so you can come." The political teacher asked our four groups to have a small competition. 10 is a perfect score, and those with less scores will get prizes. At this time, our group only scored 5 points, and it's almost time. In order not to let my group be at the bottom, I'm going to throw caution to the wind. I stood up and said, "No."The political teacher asked, "What should she do?" I thought about it and said, "Go back to school." When politics came, he said loudly, "Yes, add 5 points." I am extremely happy, our group cheered happily, and I am as happy as winning the 1 10,000 grand prize. This time, give me a revelation. If you study hard, you will learn well. I am a girl who will work hard.
The first trip came, it was junior high school. For junior high school, I am most afraid of military training. I remember one time. We started standing in a military posture for 40 minutes. We are all dumbfounded, but I won't give up just to see the rainbow. The sun is getting more and more poisonous. I feel that there are bugs on my body, but I can't move, because I can't back down when I meet anything. There are more and more bugs in fitness. Suddenly, I saw a bug slide down, and more and more bugs slowly slipped down. At this time, I realized that I was sweating. Finally, 40 minutes passed, and my heart was as sweet as honey, forgetting the tiredness and bitterness. I am a strong girl.
"You wait for me." Really, I won't ignore you until I have dinner. This is why I am angry. You didn't wait for me when I was waiting for you. Have a cold war, huh! For me, I am best at the cold war. However, I couldn't help talking to her, so I made up with her again. I'm mad at myself. I am a girl who loves to lose her temper.
What's the matter? Do you want to make friends with me? I'm just a girl who will work hard, persist and be impatient. Although I study in general, I still like one thing, that is, making friends. By the way, make friends with me and don't ignore me, or I will detonate the cold war bomb. Be careful!
This is my second grade composition 9. Everyone is unique, and everyone has his own advantages and disadvantages.
I have a pair of bright eyes, a pair of ears and tall black hair. I am a warm-hearted person, but I often turn good things into bad things.
Everyone has their own unique style. I am confident and enthusiastic. I have never got an A in math since ancient times. My primary school math teacher told me, "It seems that you will never get an A in your life!" " "I lost my mind. I thought the head teacher said I was smart. Why did you say that A and I didn't have a chance? Why? As soon as I thought about it, I made up my mind and said to the math teacher, "Teacher, I got an A this time. "Therefore, I am very busy every day. I do exercises after I finish my homework at school. I am not impatient when I make mistakes. If not, I will ask my classmates. Waiting and waiting, finally ushered in the final exam, I thought: I must get an A, so I carefully checked the paper after I finished it, and I was very confident. Finally, it's time to get the grades. I got an A and my math teacher praised me. hahaha ......
I am a warm-hearted person. I am always willing to help others do anything, but I can't do it well every time. In primary school, the teacher asked us to collect textbooks, and all of us boys liked to do them. I am thin and have little strength, but I can recite the heaviest Chinese textbook. That day, the weather was bad, cloudy and a little rainy. The road is very slippery. I fell with my textbook on my back, and my Chinese textbook was dirty. When the teacher handed out the textbooks, the students with dirty books didn't complain at all. I was moved at that time.
I'm still a little naughty. My primary school is very naughty. All the teachers who have taught me, except the head teacher, say that I have ADHD and I am dishonest like a little monkey all day. I remember once, I drew two little pigs on the blackboard with the names of a boy and a girl written on them. They almost cried with anger. If fighting is not allowed at school, I might ... After the teacher asked me who drew this, I stood up honestly and the teacher hit me a few times. Actually, much thunder and little rain, I said a few words.
I love gossip, reading comics, spreading gossip and gossiping. The pig on the blackboard is my proudest wisdom. In fact, I mean no harm, just a little boy with excess energy. I don't want to be a paparazzi, I want to be a scholar who studies aerospace. I'm ruthless Coca Cola, and I'm Tan Xianghao, a coke boy.
This is my second grade composition 10, which is the mid-term exam of the third grade. Because of carelessness, I fell directly from the third to the thirtieth. Faced with such a huge gap, the atmosphere at home has also cast a shadow. Mom walked around the room impatiently, and dad frowned and shook his head. There was only two seconds of rotation in the room.
It's dark outside and the room gets dark. I sat at my desk and stared at my red fork paper as dense as rain. Close your eyes and wait for the storm. ...
"This is not done? How could I do anything wrong? " At this time, my father is like an attacking lion, and I am like a helpless lamb. I can only look at him silently, my legs trembling involuntarily, my heart pounding, and I dare not say a word. I saw his hand holding the paper hard, and finally, the paper was torn to pieces and thrown in my face.
Suddenly heavy rain fell from the sky. Dad grabbed a stick and called me. I run around the house like a little mouse. My whine and the thunder and lightning outside the window are intertwined and spread far and far ... Kneeling on the ground, looking at my black-and-blue ass and rubbing my fingers that are about to be interrupted, my heart is full of grievances. I'm just a little careless, but I don't know how to write. Why are you punishing me like this?
"You are too careless. If the doctor forgets to take the scalpel out of the patient, is it also careless? " He seemed to read my mind, coldly dropped a sentence and kicked out the door. The room quieted down, and this sentence echoed in the room and in my heart, yes! Every wonderful and brilliant life is made up of perfect details, and every gloomy and failed life is made up of carelessness. So this is my father's education.
The rain stopped and a rainbow rose on the horizon, giving off colorful light. Although this beating is very painful, it makes me understand that every wonderful and brilliant life is made up of perfect details, and every gloomy and failed life is made up of casual piles. This is what my father wanted to tell me.
What is happiness? Happiness is father's strict love, mother's earnest instruction, father's kind guidance and mother's gentle care.
This is my happiness, which will benefit me for life.
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