One autumn, BM Tiger held an animal professional competition in the forest. Every little animal practices his special skills at home, including skipping rope, kicking keys and playing ball. ...
One day, the little monkey saw the little rabbit learning to write. He wanted to learn to write with the little rabbit. When he learned to study, he lost patience. At this time, he heard a trumpet sound from the Woods. When he walked into the Woods, he realized that it was a bear blowing. It thinks raccoons play well. I'd better learn to play the trumpet! So he asked the little raccoon to teach him to play the trumpet, and the little raccoon readily agreed. But the little monkey was thirsty and his voice was terrible, so he finally gave up. Finally, he saw the deer running fast, and he wanted to learn to run. However, every time he ran for a while, he fell down. He felt that his running leg was too painful and impatient, so he stopped learning. At the end of the specialty competition, rabbits, bears and deer all got medals, but monkeys didn't get any medals and went home in frustration.
This story tells us that we should be patient in everything and not be half-hearted.
I have two strengths from the past to the present, and no one can compare with me, that is, remembering names and numbers.
In my new class, I can recite the names I have read in two days. I can tell whether they are boys or girls, even brothers and sisters. You must not underestimate this strength, which will affect your popularity. Let me tell you a secret. I can recite the names of classes in two days, and some people can't recite them in two days! But usually boys can't remember girls' names. On the contrary, girls can't remember the names of boys.
And I also have an unparalleled ability-remembering numbers. I have been very sensitive to numbers since I was a child, and I met the scariest teacher in the previous training class. At her place, I am in charge of ordering drinks, so I often remember my phone number, so some of my strengths have been exercised, so I am very sensitive to numbers. Of course, math is one of my strengths, but I have a few friends, and sometimes math is better than me. Sometimes weaker than me, which is why I am not included in one of the unparalleled strengths.
I'm better at remembering names and numbers than people I know, but "there are people outside, there are days behind" and "one mountain is higher and one mountain is lower", so I'm just better now, maybe someone will be better than me then, which is hard to say!
My 600-word collection of professional compositions, three majors and ideals can be linked together. Take me for example. If I can work harder and learn painting and writing well, I may be a talented person and become a writer and painter in the future. Painting and writing can be combined. I say this for a reason: whenever I finish painting, I can always match a poem according to the meaning of the painting to make my painting more interesting.
I like painting. In my life, I can draw anything that happens before my eyes, whether it is interesting, embarrassing or philosophical, which makes me full of interest and desire for life. I like writing. I will write down everything I see, hear and do every day, whether it can be written as argumentative, narrative or prose. They filled me with curiosity and passion for life.
Special products are like seeds sown in spring, sown in spring and harvested in autumn. In spring, you sow the seeds of hope, and in autumn, you will have unexpected gains. Choosing one's own specialty is the right of children and should not be controlled by parents. I have experienced happiness in difficulties and success in tempering. Specialty is like a mountain, with ups and downs. Only hard work can lead to success. The harvest of special skills is a satisfactory job, and my job will be the wealth of my life.
My specialty is roller skating.
One day at noon, my brother said to me, "Next, I will show you an amazing trick, which is the roller skating I recently practiced." With that, my brother took out a pair of roller skates, buttoned them and swished around the room. He also dares to sneak around in big houses and small houses, gesturing with cool gestures. I was dazzled and applauded from time to time.
At night, I suddenly remembered my brother's "drama" during the day, and I made up my mind to learn roller skating. If you want to come up with such a cool trick, it seems that you have to practice it well. I thought like this and secretly took out a pair of roller skates to wear on my feet. I thought it was particularly simple, but I didn't expect it to stand firm! I leaned forward, couldn't help myself, and fell headlong.
I finally stood up and thought, "alas! Really! Everything is difficult at the beginning! " I held the wall and tried to move forward bit by bit. After several attempts, I took the first step. My heart is full of joy, taking small steps forward ... five minutes later, I walked out of my original place and began to slide forward, slide and slide again. I slowly left the wall and began to stumble forward. ...
After 20 minutes, I became brave and took a step forward. But I lost my balance and fell on the sofa. I thought to myself, "alas! Stop playing, stop playing, it's too difficult to skate. " Just as I was about to unbutton my button, I thought, "Didn't you say you should persevere and stick to it?" How can you give up halfway? "Thought of here, I stood up again and began to consider sliding forward.
An hour has passed, and I have been able to cope. I put on a cool pose and glided forward quickly. I went around a few more times: hi! It is strange that I didn't fall! After that, I practiced roller skating every night. Finally caught up with my brother's skating speed and developed this new specialty! Since then, roller skating has become a hobby of mine, and it has also added a new specialty to me.
On the dazzling stage, I wore a beautiful dance skirt, waved my hands, stood on tiptoe, twisted my waist and shook my head with my body. I am intoxicated in this world of dancing, as if I was the only one on the stage. This is me who loves dancing.
When I was in kindergarten, my parents sent me to learn dance. At that time, I didn't like dancing and didn't understand my parents' good intentions. After a year or two, the basic skills have been very good, but because I feel that it takes too long and want to give up, my parents can only reluctantly agree.
When I was in primary school, several students in my class danced Latin dance very well and beautifully, which was really enviable. I learned that they all started to learn dance from kindergarten and have been insisting on it until now. I regret it very much When I got home, I told my parents: I want to start learning dance again, so I started learning dance again.
But all my efforts at first fell short, because I never practiced, and I forgot any dance moves. It would be good to learn to dance at the age of 5 or 6, but I missed the best age. I'm a little worried about whether I can learn to dance well if I start over. I got up my courage and came to the place where I studied dance. I found that the students in the new class were younger than me, so I was a little timid, afraid that I would not learn as well as them.
I feel nervous in every class. I forgot all the actions before. I can't split and bend over. In every class, the teacher personally went into battle and forced me to give leg press. I often sit on the ground for a long time and can't get up. Sometimes it still hurts when I get home. At this time, the idea of giving up will appear in my mind again, but another voice, a voice that wants me to continue to insist, will jump out and fight against the idea of giving up, and finally insist on defeating giving up. In this way, day after day, year after year, I gradually like dancing and the feeling of dancing with music. I dance better and better. I am ecstatic. As long as the music plays, I will stand on tiptoe, straighten my legs, sometimes open my hands and sometimes kick my feet, and indulge in this cheerful music.
This is me, I love dancing.
My 600-word Selected Works Collection of Professional Composition 6 1 Art Assignment
I like painting very much since I was a child, so my art class has never stopped since I was a child.
Once the art teacher talked about drawing shoes, first drawing the soles of shoes, and then drawing them up in turn, and also assigned homework-drawing a pair of shoes.
When I get home, I put my shoes on the table, one shoe on the other, and then draw. I first hooked the shape of the sole with a pencil, and then traced it with a marker. I finished brushing the soles in a short time, so it's time to brush the uppers. Every time I finish drawing with a pencil, I will take a closer look. If it doesn't look like it, I will erase it. In some places, there are patterns. I draw directly with marks, the thick end and the thin end. There are shoelaces, and I wrap them here, there and in a long row; There are still some places that need to be blackened, such as soles. I will draw them with lines. The deeper ones will be drawn more densely, the shallower ones will draw a few lines, and the deepest ones will be scribbled with a thick pen, leaving only a few white ones.
There are still some places to order. The key point is where the seam is. The deeper you go, the more you gain. Stay away from the seam. Two or three is enough. Every time I order a place, there will be a piece painted black next to it, which looks good and looks like a black star on white paper.
You're finished, you're finished, and I'm finally finished. I was admiring my "masterpiece" when my father came to take a photo with me and my painting. In the second art class, my paintings were well received by the teachers and treasured by me. 462 words
Everyone has his own specialty, and each specialty is unique. Now I want to introduce my major to you.
My major is calligraphy, sometimes it is the first and second in the practice class, but practicing calligraphy has a difficult process.
I have been practicing calligraphy for a long time, and there are ups and downs. Say acid first. Every time I stand and write, I feel my feet are numb and uncomfortable after standing for a long time. As long as you start, you feel that your feet can't move, and your hands are no exception. Holding a pen for a long time will make me sweat a lot, oily and uncomfortable.
Speaking of sweetness, I will feel very happy, because sweetness is sweetness! Whenever I write calligraphy seriously or write well, the teacher will praise me with a smile. Look how well she writes! Your writing is good, keep up the good work! Facing the smiling faces and praises of teachers, classmates and parents, my mood will be as sweet as drinking honey.
In addition, the third pain is that you usually practice very hard. I practice every day, and I always observe the words carefully. Sometimes my strokes are not good, and I may fail 30-40%. I should try my best to remember strokes.
The fourth one is spicy. My spicy is spicy in my heart. I remember once in a calligraphy class, I usually wrote very well, but I didn't write carefully that day. In the comments that day, the teacher publicly told me my mistake. A horizontal line is missing in the middle of Xinhui's German character. Please get close to that pair, not too far! The teacher's words seemed to be very angry, and it was like putting a handful of hot oil in my heart.
After a period of hard practice, I finally succeeded, which became my specialty. Well, this is my specialty. Isn't it interesting? Do you have your own specialties?