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I like to write a composition by myself.
1. I like to write a collection of my own compositions by myself, remembering butterflies flapping their wings and shuttling among the flowers of friendship. It collects the experience of being sincere, United and friendly with friends, and keeps the friendship of the closest relatives and beloved in the memory forever, until forever ... like a hibiscus emerging from water, with a round face embedded with a pair of smart and moving eyes, a slightly upturned nose, a small cherry mouth and a smooth skin like a lotus petal, * * * Oh! She is my good friend-Tian.

She is a very, very generous person.

In retrospect, one day, I played a joke on her. She was so angry that she didn't talk to me all the way. I feel sour, as if I knocked over the vinegar bottle, which is very uncomfortable. When I got home, I thought hard all night and decided to apologize to her, but when I mentioned the past, she casually said, "Yesterday?" I forgot! "I am very touched by this. I cherish this friendship more and don't let it slip away from me again.

Happiness may be her nature, and no one can compare with her. Humor makes our friendship by going up one flight of stairs, do you believe it? Look!

Walking on the way home. She said at lightning speed, "Oh! My eyes can't see! It's terrible. I'm blind. Why don't you come up and give me a hand? " She leaned her head on my shoulder and pretended to feel for it. As she walked, she said, "I'm blind. What should I do? " In the meantime, don't forget to look where you are. Ha! I caught this action red-handed, and it's time to give in easily: "You are blind! How do you know the way? " Who knows, she immediately reflected and said, "I can't see! I can't see anything. " And pretending to be blind, I couldn't help laughing and embarked on a happy journey home.

Happy spring water gurgles. Tian, a happy little fairy, is singing a happy song by the happy spring. Bring the happy song to me, you and your friends!

A girl who loves to win

It seems that she was born to win, including her name, and winning is certain. She came here with her victory. She will never be taken away. She is destined to be a winner. Win by absolute advantage in exams and competitions.

Perhaps because of winning, so the latest, because of self-confidence, so love to laugh. Like ordinary girls, she will play with her classmates after class, compete for answers after exams, and smile brightly when she scores. I don't understand. Why is she always so excellent? Is it a gift from God? I keep telling myself, don't think, don't think, she is her, I am me, and diligence is the key. But I have never seen her diligence. I only remember that the teacher praised my efforts at the parent-teacher meeting and praised me four or five times. Sometimes when I think of her in bed, my heart is always sour. I will lose my temper with my parents for no reason and make a mess of myself.

I remember that I was a top student, a top student in my class and a top student in my grade. In the fifth grade, my Chinese was the second grade! Of course, after I remembered, I found a small note in the bookcase, which said that I didn't do well in the exam and I was still tracking it down with Han for some time. At that time, I was proud of myself. But since I entered the sixth grade, my grades have been less satisfactory. Maybe it's from external and internal pressure. I always cry and worry. I don't know when, I think she won because her handwriting has special power, so she began to imitate it. The more she writes, the more she practices, which naturally reminds me of that little note in the fifth grade. The more she practices, the more she looks. Did she write it? I asked myself in my mind? Even if it is, so what? I don't think about it anymore Of course, my mother always wants me to follow her example, and I think other people's parents do the same. Although I tried, it didn't work. I always think of what Mr. Liu, who taught us before, said to the whole class. She said, I will definitely be admitted to No.1 Middle School! Now that I think about it, I'm always a little sad. I don't know how to go in the future. I'm sad, I'm helpless, and I feel dark in front of me.

I once read an article about cheese. Who moved my cheese? I asked myself, not her. I told myself clearly that my tears had dried up and I stopped crying in my heart.

"Keep smiling." I said to myself.

I no longer think that I will laugh when I win, and I will not deliberately imitate anyone. Nothing is more important than happiness. The world is you. The girl who loves to win is still smiling. I gently pressed the keyboard and typed the last word-win.

Ah, you are really my favorite person! ! !

I like a person's composition. Everyone has someone they like. My favorite person is my mother with a "rich and changeable" face.

My mother is sometimes gentle and sometimes rough, and her personality is really unpredictable.

I remember once, I watched TV with relish as soon as school was over, but my mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, didn't want to. You know, she must keep her word and never delay. No, I shouted again, "Han Yun, do your homework quickly." "There is very little homework today. I finished it in one minute." I said casually, "What, you want me to give you a push before you do your homework, so just wait, and I'll let you have good fruit after I fry the dishes." I knew my mother was going to be angry, so I quickly turned off the TV and began to do my homework. Otherwise, my mother will hit me when she comes.

On another occasion, I ate very little dinner. Just after eating for a while, my stomach sang an empty plan. After mom found out, she went shopping by bike without saying anything. After a while, she came back panting with a big bag in her hand and a layer of sweat on her face. I wolfed the "soldier" into the "empty city".

Although my mother is a little grumpy, but then again, as long as there is a mother at home, life is not afraid. Our home was kept in good order by my mother. The tables and chairs were placed neatly, the floor was clean and the tableware was shiny. It is my happiness to have such a good mother.

The composition of my favorite person is 600 words. I like my father best. My father is always optimistic. He has a round face, a high nose, a pair of glasses on his nose and black hair. He looks very young.

Dad is good at joking. He always makes me laugh when I am unhappy. Once during the May Day holiday, I was depressed because I didn't do well in the mid-term exam, and I was unhappy when I went out to play.

When my father saw it, he had a brainwave and said, "Yan Zhe, you should be happy. People will not be old if they are happy. You are still so young, frowning all day, like an old man. How bad it is to laugh like your father. " I was immediately amused by my father.

Although my father works outside, he is very concerned about my academic performance. If I fail in any subject, my father will enlighten me skillfully. Once, my English grade dropped, and my father asked me to read words. Because I didn't read it carefully, when my father asked me to recite it, I had to bite the bullet and recite it, but my father didn't get angry after listening. He just said, "Yan, our father and daughter haven't played chess for a long time. Let's play chess! " "good!" I said yes, but I'm worried, because I'm not good at chess, and I'm sure to lose compared with my father.

Just then, my father made a mistake, and my mother said anxiously, "Wrong, wrong." Dad didn't take it seriously. I took the opportunity to hit my father. I proudly said, "Dad, you really lost a lot because of small things!" " ""yes, it's penny wise and pound foolish! Don't be like dad! "I suddenly realized that I won my father's subtotal again.

4. Like a person, the composition is about 400 words. Since I entered school, several teachers have taught me, among which my favorite is the current class teacher, Miss Deng. I like her approachability and humor.

She is of medium height, slightly dark skin, double eyelids and bright eyes. Her sweet voice and distinctive personality left a deep impression on me. Her teaching level is excellent, and she is also a teacher who combines strictness with kindness perfectly. In class, she is strict with us, giving us knowledge and teaching us the truth of being a man; When we make mistakes, she always smiles and tells us the disadvantages of doing so, and never loses her temper.

I remember seeing Teacher Deng for the first time on the first day of school. She introduced herself: "Hello, classmates! In the future, I will be your class teacher. My last name is Deng. You can call me' Lao Deng'. But you can't call me that at school. This name can only be called if you meet me outside school! Also, keep your voice down when you scream, lest your parents hear you and say you are rude! " One of the students listened and asked "Lao Deng": "What if you tell us to keep our voice down and you can't hear?" "Lao Deng" replied: "Never mind, I have ears!" "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. . "A burst of laughter came to my ears. It turns out that "Lao Deng" is so approachable!

My favorite person I like many people, but my favorite is my mother.

My mother is a middle school English teacher in her thirties. She is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin. She has long black hair and bright eyes.

Mom is very busy at work at ordinary times, and her health is not very good.

But my mother cares about me very much in life. Every morning, before dawn, she gets up first and makes breakfast for me carefully. Then send me to school and hurry to work. Mother said: for my health, she is willing to work harder.

My mother is also very concerned about my study. She is very strict with me. She always tells me to sit up straight and protect my eyes when doing my homework. Write the words well; Check carefully after finishing your homework. I remember one time, my mother checked my homework and found that one word was not written neatly. My mother was very angry and asked me to do it again. My mother always likes to say, "If you do one thing, you must do your best."

This is my favorite person-my mother. My mother loves me, and I will always love my mother. I will study hard and repay my mother's care and love. Instructor: Gao Mai

6. Write a composition. I like a person with 500 words. I like a person-mom.

She takes care of me in every possible way, just like raising small fish in the sea. I can't repay her kindness, which is deeper than the sea and higher than the mountain. She is my mother.

My mother is young, 42 years old, with bright eyes, a pointed nose and a big mouth embedded under two curved eyebrows.

My mother is the one who cares about me the most. I remember last summer, I caught a cold and blew the air conditioner. As a result, my illness got worse and I had a high fever. On the same day, my mother went to work, and I lay in bed in a daze. My neighbor's aunt found me and called my mother home. As soon as my mother heard that I had a high fever, she quickly put down what she was doing and came back from the factory a few kilometers away. When she got home, she called the doctor without asking. My mother touched my head and said, "It's really hot. What should I do? " At this time, my mother was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, and I didn't know what to do.

After a while, the doctor came. The doctor took his temperature and even said, "Why is this child so hot?" After that, I took out several infusion bottles, and three or two infusion bottles have been "busy". My mother has been busy for me for most of the day. When I was hot, she cooled my fan. When I was thirsty, she brought me water. When I am hungry, she feeds me. Accompanied me through a long period of onset. Ah! "Only mother is good in the world. . . "Every time I sing this song, I think of everything my mother has done for me.

7. The person I like, I like a person.

Now I'm only 16 years old.

16 years old, I am still an unopened flower.

Like my peers, I am just an ordinary, simple and extremely ordinary person.

I like dolls, lollipops and all the things that little girls like.

I think I have grown up, because I think I know a lot.

Because I know what I want to do and what I don't want to do.

I don't like being judged by adults.

I like to remember people who love me.

Forever ~'

Because I know

People who are kind to me

Must love me.

I will also repay those who love me and me!

I like being alone/I like being alone.

Fantasy alone

Fantasy is really a beautiful thing.

There are white clouds in the sky.

There are beautiful castles on the clouds.

Pure angels live in the castle.

An angel's task is to protect the people she needs to protect.

Everyone has an angel to protect him.

Beautiful angel

Beautiful world!

Only my good memories, regrets and tears.

Always keep it in mind

Face the future bravely

My story

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8. Write an article about my favorite person in 400 words. I like people, and there are many unforgettable people in my impression. However, my favorite person does teach us every day, but he is a humorous Chinese teacher and is strict with us every day.

Teacher Qi is not tall, but she is beautiful. There are a pair of eyes shining like gems, blinking, as if embedded in a sparkling little star.

Cherry-like mouth, two dexterous ears, and a cute and handsome little nose embedded in the middle, which is very beautiful. Oh, I almost forgot that Mr. Qi has a pair of glasses on his nose.

Hehe, I can't help giggling when it comes to Teacher Qi's glasses. Maybe you will ask me: Why do you laugh at the mention of Teacher Qi's glasses? Hey, don't worry, listen to me slowly: On a sunny Monday, Mr. Qi, who used to love laughing, stopped laughing and cried as soon as he entered the classroom.

The students are puzzled: "Hey, what happened to the teacher today?" "Has anyone offended the teacher?" "Is there a problem with the teacher's family?" ..... (It was noisy anyway) After a while, Mr. Qi called everyone to their seats and said sadly, "Classmates, the teacher has become a monster!" "ah? How did the teacher become a monster? " The students look confused. "Hey, classmates, don't worry. I read a classmate's composition and you will know:' Today.

The teacher staggered in, but it was strange that the teacher didn't wear eyes. "Oh, it turns out that a classmate wrote glasses as" eyes ".

Hey, why does this sentence sound so familiar? No, isn't this my masterpiece? It's over! Now I am angry ... but the teacher didn't criticize me in public. It was all my carelessness.

After that, I was not so careless. Look, our teacher taught me to take her humor seriously.

Isn't our teacher Qi very likable? In the long river of memory, although there are many people in memory, my favorite is my humorous Chinese teacher Qi. Author: Meng Yue Class: Class Two, Grade Five Tutor: Zhang Ruiqing School: Wang Hu Town Central Primary School, Wulian County, Rizhao City, Shandong Province My favorite person is my grandmother.

My grandmother is seventy-four years old, and seventy years of vicissitudes have carved wrinkles on her forehead. However, her face is still smooth.

Although grandma is zero years old, she still has a pair of bright eyes. She always conveys the light of love. Grandma is very kind. She always likes to tell me something about my uncle and aunt's study as a child, which inspires me to study hard.

Grandma has a characteristic, which is economy. Grandma doesn't pour water for washing her face and feet every day, but uses it to flush the toilet. Sometimes there is too much food to eat, and my mother wants to dump the rest. Grandma always says, "Don't dump it, I'll eat the leftovers tomorrow morning." What a waste. "

The next morning, grandma always let me drink soy milk, and she drank the leftovers herself. Grandma is also very concerned about my life. She wakes me up at half past five every morning. When I started reading in the morning, grandma went to the kitchen to stir beans and beat soybean milk.

Hardly had I put the book down when grandma immediately put a bowl of steaming sweet soybean milk on the table. Every night, when I do my homework, my grandmother will accompany me.

No matter how late I study, my grandmother will silently finish it. I like my grandma, I love my grandma, and I hope my grandma will be happy, healthy and live a long life.

9. A person I like wrote 500 words to give you three articles for reference, hoping to help you. My favorite water margin character, Song Jiang, benefited a lot from reading Water Margin.

One hundred and eight generals in it, such as Lin Chong, Leopard Head, jy, Black Whirlwind, Lu, Flower Monk, etc., are brave and good at fighting, which makes me admire. But what I admire most is timely rain Song Jiang. He is chivalrous, intelligent, witty, affectionate and upright ... his advantages are numerous.

One day, Chao Tianwang was wanted, and Song Jiang risked decapitation to tip him off and let him escape in time. The nickname "Timely Rain Song Gongming" is not taken casually, but is well-founded. It is probably for this reason that he can appear in time when others are in danger.

He can risk his life to look into the sky, which is not something that ordinary people can do. Even if two people have deep friendship, they are in danger of being beheaded. Song Jiang is not only loyal, but also very clever.

He broke the serial horse and laid down Zhujiazhuang, and his men were all capable people, such as Huarong Road and Hu Sanniang, who made great contributions to breaking the serial immediately. Song Jiang has numerous advantages, but he also has a small shortcoming. On that occasion, Chao Tianwang was shot dead by an arrow in Zengcheng, and Song Jiang was very sad. It is human nature to lead the public to mourn every day. However, he has no intention to manage the affairs of the cottage, which is a bit wrong. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that a country cannot be without a king and a family cannot be without a master. Now that King Chaotian is dead and everyone appreciates him, they should immediately manage the affairs of the cottage.

Song Jiang has advantages and disadvantages, so does everyone. In Water Margin, I think Song Jiang is the best, and I like him best.

I have a lively, cheerful and innocent sister. She is also a naughty boy.

* * * In her childish little face, there are a pair of big black and bright eyes, which let people know that she is very clever at first glance. She also cut a mushroom head, which is very cute.

When my sister was very young, menstruation asked her to write and do math, saying that early education cultivated "genius". My sister is also studying decently.

I remember my sister skipping in the living room on her third birthday. Mom pointed to the fish tank and said, "Honey, how many fish are there?" Five, my sister blurted out.

How many cakes are there? Mom keeps asking. Sister said five without looking.

Mom corrected, only 1. She swept the table smartly and made a face at me.

I was drinking tea and laughed my tea out. I have beautiful black hair that hangs down to my waist.

That day, my sister and I were playing games. I don't know what offended her and made her raise her eyebrows. The happy expression suddenly disappeared from her face. She bit her thin lips with jagged teeth and picked up scissors to cut my hair. I had no choice but to run away. When my sister saw that she couldn't catch up with me, she used the "killer"-crying.

The cry immediately attracted my mother, who severely criticized me indiscriminately. I'm really dumb to eat coptis chinensis-I can't tell you how bitter it is. This is my sister-my lovely and exasperating sister.

I want to say to my mother: with your story and strong words, your body makes me fall into a sweet dream; With your songs full of strong words, my troubles disappeared; You guide me to learn to walk step by step with my rickety posture; With my crooked handwriting, you learn to write from me one by one.

You touched me gently since I was a child, and I knew in my heart that only my mother's hands would have this silky feeling. I have grown up gradually, and I seldom get your silky touch.

That day, my beloved white clothes were stained by my classmates, and I was extremely annoyed. As soon as I entered the room, I quickly put down my schoolbag and then took off my clothes to show you.

"Mom, look: my clothes are dirty by my classmates. Help me wash it quickly. This is ink, I'm afraid it won't wash off. " You take it to the bucket and wash it immediately. After a while, grandpa ordered dinner, but you haven't washed my clothes yet. You didn't come to dinner because you were afraid that I would be angry. You are still washing clothes, watching while washing, trying to wash every stain off your clothes.

Finally, you call me immediately: "Yuer, come and see, the clothes are ready, although there are still some traces, but I have tried my best, and people will not see it after I do it." "I see your face is full of smiles, but I know in my heart that you are tired.

At that time, I really wanted to say to you, "Mom. Mom, I love you as mice love rice. "

Today, I finally wrote those five words: "Mom, I love you" on a piece of paper and gave them to my mother. She was very happy after reading it. She came to hug me, touch me and kiss my face. My face turned red unconsciously.

I feel warm in my heart

10. My favorite person writes 500 words. I like people, and there are many unforgettable people in my impression. However, my favorite person does teach us every day, but she is a humorous Chinese teacher and is strict with us every day.

Teacher Qi is not tall, but she is beautiful. There are a pair of eyes shining like gems, blinking, as if embedded in a sparkling little star.

Cherry-like mouth, two dexterous ears, and a cute and handsome little nose embedded in the middle, which is very beautiful. Oh, I almost forgot that Mr. Qi has a pair of glasses on his nose.

Hehe, I can't help giggling when it comes to Teacher Qi's glasses. Maybe you will ask me: Why do you laugh at the mention of Teacher Qi's glasses? Hey, don't worry, listen to me slowly: On a sunny Monday, Mr. Qi, who used to love laughing, stopped laughing and cried as soon as he entered the classroom.

The students are puzzled: "Hey, what happened to the teacher today?" "Has anyone offended the teacher?" "Is there a problem with the teacher's family?" ..... (It was noisy anyway) After a while, Mr. Qi called everyone to their seats and said sadly, "Classmates, the teacher has become a monster!" "ah? How did the teacher become a monster? " The students look confused. "Hey, classmates, don't worry. I read a classmate's composition and you will know:' Today.

The teacher staggered in, but it was strange that the teacher didn't wear eyes. "Oh, it turns out that a classmate wrote glasses as" eyes ".

Hey, why does this sentence sound so familiar? No, isn't this my masterpiece? It's over! Now I am angry ... but the teacher didn't criticize me in public. It was all my carelessness.

After that, I was not so careless. Look, our teacher taught me to take her humor seriously.

Isn't our teacher Qi very likable? In the long river of memory, although there are many people in memory, my favorite is my humorous Chinese teacher Qi.