My excellent self-report composition 1 A pair of sparkling eyes embedded in my dark face, glib mouth and high nose bridge make up a lively and lovely me.
I like small animals.
As a "little animal powder", I can't walk when I see fluffy animals. Seeing stray cats and dogs, I want to take them home because there are no small pets at home. I begged my mother again and again. But my mother said that the place at home was too small to keep a puppy or kitten. Oh, what a pity! My wife is too quiet! I'm so bored. I wish I had a little pet.
I like painting.
I have been painting for almost three years since the second grade. From the original line drawing to the current animation. I have drawn nearly fifty pictures, and I have a good collection. I have never lost any of them. Looking at the previous paintings now, I feel so immature that I can't even close my mouth with laughter.
I like reading.
I like reading, and I will never get tired of reading. I can read a book more than ten times. For example, Ma Xiaotiao series of books, as long as you give me an hour, a book will be "eaten" by me.
This is me. I love small animals, painting and reading.
I am a multifaceted girl, laughing and laughing in front of friends, silent in front of strangers; In front of male students, they will put on a provocative and unruly look. Over time, others said I was "different". Well, actually I'm just an ordinary girl!
Let me introduce myself briefly first. As for me, I am still tall in my class! God gave me beautiful black hair, which made me proud. My face is not bad, and my facial features are not bad.
I have a wide range of hobbies, such as writing, drawing, writing and singing … but I only know a little. Composition, never get an A, can only be considered average. Painting is just to help the teacher fill in the colors with colored chalk when the blackboard newspaper is published. Occasionally, I can add something nice on a whim. Words are far from pictures, and the teacher's comment is "handsome and generous". Recently, the course is tight and there is not much time to deal with it. As for singing, I just like listening to some popular songs, such as Tianya, Out of the Window, Butterfly in the Rain and so on. Of course, I sometimes hum a few decent words, but no one says it's ugly. Although I am not a master in math, I am rarely better than me in my class.
To tell the truth, I'm just like other girls. If someone thinks I am "different", it can only show that we lack opportunities for communication. I'm really no stranger. After reading my self-report with my classmates for four years, will you still think I am "different"?
I am a drop of magic rain, don't believe me. ...
"sasha vujacic" I came to this world singing cheerful songs. At my urging, the trees changed into small green coats. The grass poked its head out and asked, "Is spring coming?" The flowers staggered and sucked the showers in spring, drinking and saying, "What color is Sister Chun? It should be colorful! Because we have been baptized by the spring rain, we have become colorful! " After listening to the flowers, I started my journey again. At this time, I accidentally fell on the beard of the farmer's uncle, and I was delighted to hear them praise me that "spring rain is more expensive than oil".
"Boom, boom" I stepped on hot wheels and flew out from a distance. I have been playing with marbles, and the marbles fell into the river. The river cried, "It hurts." I hurried forward to apologize. When the marbles fell into the sea, Mother Hai said, "Easy! Don't wake my child! " I apologize again. I feel guilty: "Why don't they like me playing marbles?"
"Ding-ding, ding-ding, ding-ding" I wriggled around with my paint box. I dyed the ginkgo tree yellow and the red maple leaf red. Purple, white and light yellow were given to the chrysanthemum fairy.
In a blink of an eye, winter is coming! I quickly went home to hibernate! Don't miss me, I will come out occasionally!
My self-reported excellent composition 4 Hi, everyone! My name is Gu * *. I am nine years old. I am in the third grade of the primary school affiliated to Shi Ru Normal University. I have a pair of clever little eyes, blinking, with a small mole under my right eye and a glib mouth hidden under my small nose, which chatters endlessly every day. The deskmate said, "Your mouth is like a faucet that can't be closed tightly, a chatterbox that can't be screwed tightly." I listened to a smile, my eyes narrowed into a crack, and my mouth showed two small dimples.
I am very active, whether in class or doing homework, I always scratch my ears, scratch my cheeks and look around from time to time. My mother always wondered if I had ADHD and said that she would take me to the hospital to ask the doctor. But I know I'm just naughty.
I have many hobbies, such as playing the flute, playing table tennis and reading ... Among them, reading is my favorite, and I will hold a book and read it wholeheartedly whenever I have time. I have read many famous books such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms, The Journey to the West and Water Margin. My grandmother called me a bookworm, my mother called me a bookworm and my brother called me a bookworm.
Students, would you like to make friends with me, a "little book fan"?
I went to the mirror and looked at her in the mirror. I looked up and laughed, and she looked up and laughed. I made a face at her and she made a face at me. She has long hair, a ponytail and black eyes. She is also the "best" in the class! -There are no boys or girls.
She always wears sportswear and sneakers and runs quite fast among female students. She likes sports, painting, Chinese, math and English. She has a particularly obvious advantage, that is, she is helpful: when the teacher cooks soup for her classmates, I will hand the teacher a napkin. Because when the teacher hands the bowl full of soup to his classmates, he may spill the soup on his own hand because of the shaking of the soup; When the teacher needs a red pen, I will take the initiative to lend my red pen to the teacher; When the teacher needs a glue stick, I will lend it to the teacher-but she has one shortcoming-timid as a mouse: one night, she wanted to get up and drink water, but it was too dark to get up. By the way, she picked up the flashlight. Although it is not so dark, she is still afraid. I can't help shivering when I think of the murder in the movie. Suddenly the flashlight shone on a "person", and she was so scared that she repeatedly called "mom"! When my mother came over, she looked pale and clung to the wall. Mom turned on the light and looked, oh! It turned out to be a suit hanging on a hanger. At this moment, she remembered, didn't she hang it herself? Actually, I was scared myself.