My hobby composition 5 1 "Whose Yu Di flies in the dark and scatters in the spring breeze" This is a poem about flute, which contains my hobby. Yes, playing the flute.
When I was a child, I watched those adults playing the flute on TV. It was melodious, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes lively, sometimes high, and it sounded very nice. I am very envious. I thought: when can I be like him? So, from then on, I want to learn to play the flute. Now that I have grown up, I finally have a chance to learn to play the flute.
It was when I was in the second grade, and the teacher asked us to sign up for a special class. Of course, I chose a special flute class. In the special class, I have to practice hard every day. Of course, I understand. If you don't work hard, how can you gain? But at first I couldn't play, thinking: I can't even play, let alone play beautifully. Later, by chance, I saw the master in my mind. He is a flute teacher. Listening to the teacher playing the flute is pure enjoyment, and you will soon be intoxicated with it. I envy it. I worked harder. Gradually, I can also play a few songs fluently. Of course, you have to show it when you learn. At home, I play the flute for my parents and show off my style.
Last year, I have been upgraded from a beginner to a master. Besides teaching apprentices, of course I will have my own exercises. I stepped onto the stage of the school New Year's Day party. I didn't think I could get on the stage by my own efforts and perform for so many people.
To this day, I still maintain my hobby of playing and practicing flute.
This is my hobby-playing the flute. I love my hobby.
My hobby composition 5 2 The sky of life is colorful, brilliant and beautiful. Life is full of songs and laughter; Life is full of passion. On the road of growing up, everyone will have their own hobbies, maybe running, maybe dancing, maybe skating … Dear friends, do you know my favorite hobby? I like playing badminton best!
When I was a child, I often saw many people playing badminton in the park with rackets, so don't mention envy. Gradually, I have a sincere love for badminton. One day, my mother bought a set of badminton, and her heart was full of joy. From then on, I pestered my parents to go downstairs to play badminton every day.
Recently, I became the "king of badminton" in our family. How's it going? Do you want to know how I beat my coach, Mom and Dad? That night, after I finished my homework, I pestered my mother and said, "Let's go down and play three games, and then come back when we choose the king, ok?" Mom has no choice but to play badminton with me.
The first game: My mother served first and she hit a phantom ball. I seized the opportunity to shoot at the space to my mother's right. My mother came with an excellent spinning ball. I jumped high and made a powerful somersault with my racket. Not to be outdone, my mother used her own killer weapon-"long-range anti-aircraft gun". This move is really powerful. I ran more than ten paces without running. I lost. The second game: I serve first. Drawing on the last experience, we took the challenge calmly. I served a high lob first, and my mother held the racket tightly and played her best "fast burst ball". I keep my eyes on the ball and smash it quickly. I won the second game. I won another game by a narrow margin in the third game. I became the "king of badminton" in our family and jumped with joy.
My hobby has also made my parents badminton lovers and made our family very happy.
My hobby I have many hobbies, such as swimming and playing basketball … but my biggest hobby is running.
I believe everyone is familiar with the name running. Running is very simple. When running with others, you can easily win the first place. But have you ever wondered: When you meet a runner, what method will you choose to win the race? I once met a master runner. Do you want to know how I competed with that master?
Once, I confidently competed with a master on the playground. When I counted to three, a force rushed out of my body, and I followed the master as fast as I could. The finish line is right in front of me. I let my guard down and regretted it in retrospect! Finally, I accidentally fell down and had to be eliminated! But the master said generously, "You won the game." Later, he bandaged my wound, and I said gratefully, "Thank you!" " "
Later, I came to like running. I want to compete with more masters, learn their fast running methods, combine these methods and practice in my way. I promise you can be a good runner, too.
This is my hobby. After listening to my story, you should know why I fell in love with running.
I have been studying the piano for seven years, and I have to take the exam this summer. Maybe I am a little upset because of repeated playing.
I remember when I was in kindergarten, I saw someone playing beautiful music on TV. I was envious, so I ran to the balcony and asked my mother who was washing clothes, "Mom, mom, can I learn piano?" It has a nice voice. "Mom turned around and said," Yes, of course you can learn the piano as long as you are eager to learn. "
Since then, I have been practicing piano every day, and now I have to take Level 10. It's boring to practice every day. From the Spring Festival to the end of summer vacation, I practiced three tunes and eight scales. I began to feel a little bored and didn't want to study, but staying at home with my father every day during the summer vacation has already seen my mind. One day, I was listlessly preparing to practice the piano. My father came up to me, touched my head and said, "I'll give you a day off today." Three hours a day should be tiring. You can have a day off today. " Hearing this "news", I immediately showed a flowery smile. Although I don't know why my father is so merciful today, I can finally watch TV for a while. While shouting "Long live Dad", I picked up the TV remote control and turned on the TV.
In the afternoon, I did everything I should do, and I turned on the TV again. But at this time, I watched TV and felt that it was not so beautiful. I felt that my life was missing something. At four o'clock, I was so bored that I couldn't help walking towards the piano. I don't know why. I really want to play the piano for a while now. I opened the piano cover and sat on the piano stool, playing beautiful music. I feel the wonderful music flowing through my fingers, and suddenly I feel that it is not as boring as I thought. What's wrong with it?
I have persisted for seven years, and this result will be announced this summer vacation, so I must come to a satisfactory conclusion.
My hobby is writing. Throughout the ages, there are many famous sayings praising books. Descartes once said, "To read a good book is to talk with people of noble character." Gorky once said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Yes, books can help us understand the 5,000-year history of the Chinese nation. Books can let us know about the outside world and also let us have knowledge.
I began to like reading books because of a story. It was a summer night in 20xx, and the silent night was silent, only the rustling of leaves and the squeaking of insects were heard. But I have been fidgeting and can't sleep. Then my dad came over and asked me, "Can't you sleep?" I nodded. Dad said, "Then let me tell you a story! The name of the story is Robinson Crusoe. " I said excitedly, "OK, tell me quickly!" I began to listen to the story with rapt attention ... my heart gradually calmed down. "The story is over. Is it nice?" Dad asked. I said, "That's great. Who told you this story? " Dad said, "Nobody told me that I saw it from another world, that is, the world of books!" " "I asked doubtfully," the world of books? ! "That night, I slept soundly.
The next day, my father gave me a copy of Robinson Crusoe. From then on, I began to soar in the ocean of books. Even in my dream, I dreamed that I was sucked into a book. In it, I met Andersen, Lu Xun, Defoe, and many people I have seen in books.
In the third grade, I once got only 59 points in Chinese. I dare not face it, so I want to give up. But when I think of Robinson, he has lived on an island for 32 years. How did he do it? Because he never gives up hope, he firmly believes that even a glimmer of hope can create miracles! I often dig out a book and read it quietly when I am in pain and trouble. Look, look, all my unhappiness has been forgotten.
I have gained happiness, courage and knowledge in the world of books. I love reading!