Because I grew up in a family where poetry is passed down from generation to generation, I have a strong interest in learning. Let me give you a few examples to describe it.

"millionaire" dad

My family's behavior is very special. There is little furniture, but there are many cartons, which makes the porters think that my family is doing business. Whenever someone asks dad, "What line of work are you the big boss?" My mother was laughing all the time. In fact, the box is full of dad's books. He regards books as life. Every time I moved, I repeatedly told him: "Be careful! Attention! Don't damage this book. " Mom teased dad and said, "Boss, how much are you worth with so many books?" Dad smiled and said, "This is priceless!"

Stick to one's opinion

My mother, who has been an accountant for more than ten years, is always stubborn. I heard that when computers first entered the family, my mother suggested buying a computer for my twin brother. This annoyed my father. He glared at his mother and said, "They have been obsessed with video games since childhood. Aren't you angry when you do this? " But in the end, my mother moved a brand-new computer home. Strangely, I don't know what magic my mother has cast. Instead of playing games, the two brothers bought a lot of books and studied eagerly. Now they have all become great computer engineers, which makes dad overjoyed. Looking at the two successful brothers, my father praised everyone and said that my mother contributed a lot.

Influenced by close ties

The 85-year-old grandmother, whose family was poor when she was a child, caught up with the era of son preference. So she can't recognize any big characters. One day, I saw my grandmother choose two boxes of illiterate cards from the old books she was going to throw away. I asked inexplicably, "What do you want it to do?" Grandma said solemnly, "It tickles my heart to see you study so hard every day ..." Grandma's words deeply touched me, and I made up my mind that no matter how busy I am, I should take time out to teach my grandmother to read.

I feel lucky to live in such a warm family and have a strong learning atmosphere. I love my family! Love every member of my family!

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I hope my answer can help you, and I wish you progress in your study!

2. Describe the composition of family members. Primary school students' composition about family happiness 500 words _ My family story

I have a happy home. There is a father, a mother and a brother at home. Oh, and me, don't forget.

I have an amiable mother who cares about my health. Every morning, my mother will cook me an egg and let me eat it on the road, saying that eating it will replenish my brain and make me more energetic in class. In the evening, I finished my homework. When I go to bed, my mother will make me a glass of milk, saying it is good for my health. Do you know why I am so fat and strong? I ate eggs in the morning and drank milk at night, so I want to tell my classmates here that you should let your parents cook for you like my mother, which will make you more energetic and stronger in class. Look, this is my mother who is particularly concerned about my health.

My father is a serious and kind person, and he is particularly concerned about my study. Once, I fell to a dozen in my class. I was so happy that I told my parents the good news as soon as I got home. However, my father said, "I will be proud if I get such a result." Haven't you heard the old saying,' Modesty makes people progress, while pride makes people lag behind'? "Like a pot of cold water poured into my heart, I almost cried. Seeing me like this, my father sat beside me calmly, slowly enlightened me, and talked a lot about the truth of "winning without arrogance and losing with grace", encouraging me to make persistent efforts until I was happy. Look, this is my earnest and kind father.

My brother is a lively and lovely but very naughty brother. He is lively and lovely sometimes. When I am unhappy, he will make some faces or say some funny words to make me happy. However, sometimes he is naughty. When I do my homework, he often bothers me with such and such things, and sometimes he steals from me. I always suffer in the end. Who called me sister? Look, this is my lively and lovely, very naughty brother.

I am a cheerful person. I have a happy family, my father loves me, my mother loves me, and my brother can give me a lot of fun. I love my parents and my brother. I live in a warm home and grow up happily in a warm home.

Well, I have told you all about my family, so let me listen to yours!

3. The title of the character description composition is "Laughing xxx". "Who loves to laugh in your class?" If you ask such a question, we will not hesitate to answer with one voice: "gourd!" " "

"Gourd" is Zhang Honglu. Her laughter is unusual, always "giggle, hey, haha", which is quite rhythmic and often leads others to laugh too. I sat at the same table with her in the second grade. Xie Bin, a famous funny ghost in our class, sat in front of us and made a fool of himself, which made the gourd laugh. This crazy little girl who laughs all day seems to never know what sadness is.

I like Hulu not only because of her sweet smile, but also because she is the darling of the muse, the god of literature and art, and plays the pipa very well. I have heard her play "Moonlit Night on a Spring River", and the intoxicating piano sound still haunts my mind. She also loves singing, and her voice is mellow and soft. The song "Morning" is very nice. She also likes dancing. She was the little coach of group dance in our class at the 35th anniversary of the founding of New China.

However, one day, this girl who never seems to know the taste of sadness was covered with a layer of gloom. There will be a Chinese exam that day. In the morning, the students are sitting in their seats. Everyone is facing a Chinese book, reading and reciting constantly. But "Hulu" didn't say a word, doing geometry problems silently. I can't help but ask softly, "Have you finished reviewing the Chinese?" "Gourd" raised his head, a layer of clouds appeared on his face, and there was no answer. This is the first time I didn't find a smile on her face and asked, "What's the matter with you?" "My mother blocked the door and wouldn't let me take the Chinese book." She said, her tone was so depressed. I was at a loss and hurriedly pushed my Chinese textbook over. She nodded to me, and a grateful smile crossed her lips, but it was fleeting.

This reminds me of a past event: once, Dai Bin hunched over his desk, and no one could persuade him. Hulu leaned down and whispered in her ear. After a while, Dai Bin looked up and dried her tears. "Yes, don't be childish, my' Miss Jiao', smile." "Gourd" was teasing her, and Dai Bin really cried and smiled.

Now, what's wrong with this girl who is never optimistic and good at sharing worries for others? What unspeakable pain have you suffered? I was locked in the dust.

An accidental opportunity helped me open the "dust gourd" In the composition class, the teacher's topic is autobiography. With the permission of Hulu, I took her composition book. It turned out that when she was in the third grade of primary school, her mother got mental illness, and later her father was sentenced to five years in prison. At home, she takes care of her sick mother. Mental patients are moody. In order to make their mother happy, Hulu often accompanied her to the park for a walk, but she was often scolded for no reason along the way. Alas, "all happy families are similar, and each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way". I really feel wronged for Hulu. But I admire her from the bottom of my heart. She wrote in her autobiography: "As long as the earth is still turning, I will live with a smile."

In fact, she lives with a smile. She gets comfort from the music melody and draws strength from the literary image. Once, we walked in a quiet little garden and talked about Charlotte? Jane of Bronte? Love. "I like Jane? Love, she is not beautiful, but she has personality and dares to fight against fate ... ""Hulu "whispered while meditating, her beautiful big eyes shone with perseverance, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Red Road has a strong personality like Jane? Love, but after all, her fate is related to Jane who grew up in an orphanage? Love is different. She met another "good mother"-teacher Wu, the head teacher. Teacher Wu helped her manage her living expenses, when to buy shoes and socks, and how to spend Sunday, all of which were arranged by her. She also has another "home"-school, which makes an exception and allows this junior high school student to stay. Every holiday, students will chip in to buy her some necessities, a pair of cloth shoes and a towel quilt. Although things are few, friendship is heavy.

Honglu is fifteen years old, and her classmates gather in the dormitory to celebrate her birthday. Xia Xue held up a doll with a pink veil and put it in front of her: "Look, how sweet she smiles, just like you. Let her stay with you. " Liu Ying gave her a butterfly stationery and some stamps. She leaned on her shoulder and whispered, "Take it. It is necessary to write to mom and dad. " The small room is full of youthful vitality, and the "gourd" smiles more beautifully and sweetly. Spring breeze blows laughter out of the window, into the campus and into the distance.

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The author points out that "gourd" loves to laugh, and proves it with facts. Later, he introduced Tian Bin, the art of "gourd". When the reader thought that the following was also a description of these characteristics, the author suddenly made a 180 degree turn, and began with a review before the exam, describing the unfortunate life experience, life misfortune and laughter of Hulu. The theme of the article is also more in-depth, and the description in the article makes people feel the warmth of the world.

4. The composition describing family members is more than 600 words (urgent note: high school is changed to junior high school.

"I am already a high school student, not a child. Don't be so nagging, it's really annoying! " I slammed the door angrily and entered the room. I was lying in bed in a big font. "Dad really cares about everything. I said I knew, and he kept saying, as if I were a three-year-old child! " "I complained to myself.

This has happened many times, and the source is that I can't stand my father's nagging. When I was a child, I still felt that my father talked very little and didn't nag me often, but as I grew older, I felt that my father nagged me more than my mother.

When I graduated from primary school and entered junior high school, I chose to live on campus because the school was far from home, which was a special experience for me who had no previous experience of living on campus. On the day of admission, my father drove me to school. The teacher led the way to the dormitory. Just when everything was ready and parents were about to leave school, the silent father said, "Tingting, the bed at school is smaller than that at home." Pay special attention to sleeping at night. It's cold at night. Don't kick the quilt Be sure to eat enough. Call me if you have anything, and get along well with your classmates ... "Dad's words are like a raging river. Finally, my father stopped talking, said goodbye to me and went back. Ah, it's finally finished. I feel out of my misery.

When I get home every week, my father's phone call always comes as scheduled, and I talk about my family, and then there are a bunch of instructions. I am not a three-year-old child, and my father always nags me like this, which makes me feel very annoyed.

Once, after I quarreled with my dad, my dad didn't talk to me for the next few days. Later, my mother came to me and said, "You, your father cares about you, and you still bother him. He doesn't even care about me that much. Your father talks about you every night for fear that you will be hungry and frozen. He is out there trying to make money for you. He can't sleep at night these days, and his face is not very good. After listening to my mother's words, I feel a warm heart. Every time I am free, my father will come to accompany me, keep my childhood habits, do my homework and read books with me. Whenever I buy something, whether it is practical or not, my father will try his best to satisfy me, just like when I was a child. In my father's eyes, I haven't changed at all, just my age.

I immediately apologized to my father. He smiled and said that he didn't care about it. He also said: "You are still young, and sometimes it is inevitable to have a bad temper!" I am still young, yes, I am still young. I will always be a little girl in my father's eyes, a little girl who hopes my father will love me! "

My father kept nagging me to show his concern for me. In my father's eyes, I am still young. I am very lucky and happy! Although he always says I've grown up, he doesn't think I've really grown up in his heart. This is what my father thinks of me.

I am still a child in my father's eyes!

5. A short article describing your family, with its own title, comes into the room in a style other than explanation. You will see some plants on the balcony, and each pot has its own story. Look at a pot of fragrant and charming jasmine, beautiful iris and cactus that won't wither all year round. Our family lives happily here, and my favorite is the corner of my home. Next, I will tell you about it.

The corner of the house is a balcony. There are the most flowers and plants on the balcony. There are many flowers. I'll just say it briefly. Look, you will see a beautiful pot of jasmine. Jasmine consists of four or five petals. The newly opened color is white, with withered pink and white. Molly is like a very lovely little girl in white. A gust of wind blew, and jasmine danced with the wind, which was beautiful. I think I am a jasmine flower.

Ah, a corner of the house-balcony, you are my paradise of freedom, you are my life partner, and you are a small machine that makes oxygen.

6. I have a father who loves the whole family. He is an engineer.

Although he can't be by my side and give me more fatherly love, I still love my father very much because he has made too many contributions to our family. When I was a child, my father traveled a lot and only met twice a week. I thought that when I grew up, my father could accompany me every day. Who knows, just a few years ago, my unit sent him to Chongqing to do engineering. It took several years, and my father only came back twice a year, not twice a week.

Last summer vacation, my mother and I went to see my father and found that his father had several silvery white hairs. Dad is busy every day, worrying about this and that. Because of overwork and anxiety, my father is getting old. Seeing my father working so hard, I sometimes really want him to resign, but my father said, "If I resign, can your mother support this burden alone?" Besides, it is difficult to find a job now. "

After listening to my father's words, I think my father is a great man, because he not only supports this family with his own hands and mother, but also provides a convenient way for people to go out. I think: I must study hard and get more knowledge now. When I grow up, I will repay my parents for raising me. I will be a great person like my father, a useful person to society! Dad is the planning minister at work, and he is particularly interested in making plans.

As soon as the summer vacation was over, he ordered a "study plan" for me, and the study content was arranged in an orderly way. Look: "Monday morning Chinese, afternoon math!" Evening English.

Tuesday ... "just don't swim, play ball, watch TV, etc." I can't help asking, "Why are there no cultural and sports activities?" Dad said, "You haven't had enough fun! This is a holiday study plan, do you understand? " I didn't dare to talk back, and I muttered to myself, "If I had known this, I would rather not have a holiday.

"My father also ordered a" self-study plan at night "for my mother. But my mother is an adult. As soon as I finished eating, I took a book to my neighbor Aunt Zhang's house to watch color TV.

My father can't control my mother. He just watches me at home, reading, writing and remembering English words endlessly (our school offers English classes). During the day, I get up early and finish the homework assigned by the teacher. As soon as my parents go to work, I will sneak out to solve the "rat case" with my good friend Fu Hao-there are too many rats in our yard, and they run around in front of people in broad daylight.

Fu Hao said he was "Sherlock Holmes" and I was "Watson". The two of us blocked the hole, were security organs, and put rodenticide in it, which wiped out the rats in the yard in a few days.

Sometimes, Fu Hao and I will help the grandmother of the martyr's family collect green feed for the chicken and help her remove the chicken manure from the fence ... How I wish to swim in the clear river in the hot summer! But dad didn't allow it, so he wrote a word "no" on the back of my hand with a brush. But Fu Hao had an idea. After he dragged me into the river to swim, he wrote "No" on the back of my hand with a brush.

After the summer vacation, the teacher nominated me according to my Summer Life Summary and praised me in the whole school. When dad found out, he thought his plan was working. He happily said to me and my mother, "What's the matter? My plan will work! " Ah, dad, do you know what I said to you? Can you forgive my dishonesty? My father is plain, with big eyes, a high nose and a green stubble.

Father shaves his beard in front of the mirror every day, but his beard is regarded as "since God has given talent, let it be employed!" " So he called it "the wildfire didn't completely burn them down, but they got tall again in the spring breeze." Although my father is the headmaster of a school, he always makes faces to chase me and pretends to be a Japanese officer to scare me. What an old urchin! Once, when I came home from school, I found my father studying and reading the Chinese textbook I read in Grade One. That nonstandard Mandarin will make Charlie Chaplin angry! I couldn't help laughing: "Dad, what are you doing?" "Oh, the school organization speaks Mandarin, and I always speak dialects when leading cadres meet. How can I not take the lead? I feel embarrassed myself, just read your book with tones and study it.

-dad still has to worship you as a teacher! As soon as I heard this, I patted my chest and said, "No problem, I can accept you as an apprentice." Although we didn't hold any ceremony, I became a veritable teacher. I read one sentence, and my father read one with me.

I taught very carefully, but I didn't expect my father to learn more seriously. A few days later, I, a "disciple", read a text, but I couldn't pick the wrong sound. Do you think this is great? I said to my father half jokingly, "Dad, you have become a child prodigy!" " "Another time, it was my tenth birthday.

When I woke up that morning, I shouted, "Dad, buy a birthday cake!" However, there was a mother's voice: "Your father is not here." "You must have bought me a birthday cake. "

I said it beautifully. "No, I went to school."

Hearing this, my heart immediately cooled: "He said he bought me a birthday cake this morning. Today is Sunday. What is he doing at school? " Keep your word! ""Listen to your dad's basic skills competition and go to school to prepare. " I pouted: "This' big bad guy' has to do his own preparatory work, which is obviously avoiding me. "

"Don't say that about your father, he is not easy. With so much going on at school, your father is too cruel. How can you make all kinds of work by going up one flight of stairs without paying? We should all support him instead of stopping him.

Later, mom will take you to buy a birthday cake. "Dangdang ..." At twelve o'clock, Dad stepped into the house "on time", saw the birthday cake on the dining table and patted his head: "Oh, dear daughter, today is Dad's fault, and Dad made amends for you."

He said he would hold his hands tightly to salute me. Which line is this? I rushed over and threw myself into my father's arms: "Dad, you are so bad."

That's what dad does. I like my father and admire him. Damn beggars in the crowd, some people are walking leisurely; Some eat delicious roast chicken wings; Others are sitting in chairs reading newspapers.

Next to a food store not far from the park, sat a beggar in rags. He is wearing a pair of trousers with many patches.

7. My cousin has an innocent, lovely, intelligent and lively cousin. He has a pair of big eyes, and when he thinks, his black eyes turn straight in his eyes. Cousin can show a pair of small white neat teeth when he smiles, which is very interesting. I like him very much. My cousin lives in his grandmother's house. Once, he told her that he liked Xiaohua Mall. Listen to him. He asked me to watch my cousin and buy Xiaohua Mall on the street. Grandma bought a lively and beautiful Xiaohua Mall. When my cousin saw the lively and lovely Xiaohua Mall, he jumped with joy. He quickly ran to his grandmother's side, played with the lovely Xiaohua Mall, stroked it gently, and sang beautiful Xiaohua Mall songs in his mouth. At this moment, Xiaohua Mall scratched his cousin's pants with his claws. Grandpa saw it and picked up Xiaohua Mall and threw it away. My cousin saw it and burst into tears. Look how pathetic it is! "Everyone burst out laughing. Grandpa quickly picked up Xiaohua Mall and said to his cousin, "Yes, the kitten is not sensible, and my brother will educate it!" "On another occasion, my cousin was playing in the house. He refused to listen to his grandmother and insisted on playing with his bike. As a result, he accidentally knocked over his bike and his fingers were pinned down. He quickly broke his fingers and burst into tears. At this moment, grandma heard the crying and ran out of the room. Seeing this scene, she was angry and funny, so she gave up physics and chemistry. He stopped crying for a while and peeked through his fingers to see if grandma was there. I like him very much.

8. Composition: A simple and old figure often comes to mind when describing two characters (family members must choose). She was so thin that she disappeared into the vast sea of people in the blink of an eye. She is my grandmother.

In the third grade of primary school, I was able to go to school alone, but my grandmother insisted on sending me to school, so I had to go with her.

Every day, we cross four roads. The road is not long, but the waiting time at the traffic lights is very long. Every time I see the green light flashing, grandma lets me run across the street with her. It is somewhat funny that she is clumsy but works hard.

In the fourth and fifth grades of primary school, at my insistence, my grandmother gave in and promised to only take me to the intersection. Every time I say goodbye to my grandmother at the intersection, my grandmother will not leave immediately, but stay here for a long time until my figure disappears in front of me, and then turn around and leave. In a flash, I saw her back, a head of silver hair and a pair of old underwear that remained unchanged all the year round. When I saw her short and thin body, my mind came to mind. I think of my grandma giving me a schoolbag every day, I think of her washing my lunch box every day, I think of her tireless reminding me, and I think of ... the calm lake in my heart seems to have been thrown into a stone of memories and rippled.

Now, grandma doesn't need to pick me up. Every time I see the pace of her old man walking back and forth in the house, I can't help sighing. As time goes by, my grandmother's body is a little hunched, but she is still in rags.

Occasionally, sometimes, I will quarrel with my grandmother and watch her turn away, as if reading some loneliness and discomfort. At this time, I am always full of regrets, regretting my ignorance, regretting my impulse and regretting everything.

In an instant, tears spilled from her eyes. Grandma is over eighty years old and should have enjoyed her old age. But now, she is still working hard and doing a lot of things for this family. I think of her tired figure after dinner, the lonely figure after sending me to school, the helpless figure after bickering with my mother, the sentimental figure after I made her angry and her. ...

Tears rolled down my cheeks, and in a blur, I seemed to see the back of the man with the simplest silver hair ... Alas, I shouldn't let my grandmother suffer any more!

9. An excellent composition about school, family and social narrative. A 600-word smile is spring breeze, which moves everyone.

Smile is a piece of sunshine that touches everyone's body and mind. Everyone wants to have a smile, but not everyone can have it.

And I have a smile, so I think I am the happiest person in the world. I have a harmonious and happy family.

My father is a farmer worthy of my pride and respect, but he will not waste his life because of his ordinary identity. But working hard in the fields.

Four seasons cycle, spring flowers and autumn fruits remain the same. Dedicated to everything, so he is noble, competent and selfless.

At home, my father likes telling jokes, making children happy and always making me smile innocently and romantically. The reason why I have the happiest smile in the world is because of my father's love. It is also out of a love from my mother.

My mother is also a famous farmer. She likes her work. Similarly, I have never looked down on myself.

I always have confidence in myself and do everything perfectly. Unlike my father, my mother makes me laugh with sweet words and jokes, but makes me happy with a special kind of love. Everyone knows that maternal love is the most selfless sentence, so it is said that mothers use love to warm themselves, care for themselves and take care of themselves, which is why they are so happy.

This is why I have such a sweet smile. My mother values my life more than hers. Every day, the meal is ready, and I will eat it when I get home. After dinner, I was repeatedly told to do my homework carefully.

When the clothes were dirty and there was no time to wash them, I quickly washed and folded them and put them in the closet. My mother was afraid that I was cold, so she kept looking at me and put on more clothes. Such days, day after day, year after year, make me full of happiness. So I always have a sweet smile on my mouth.

People around me often bring me smiles. Such as classmates, friends, teachers, uncles, aunts, etc. Will bring me endless laughter. Every day at school, my classmates will make fun of me in their spare time. In class, the teacher saw me listless and in a trance.

The teacher will tell some jokes to guide us to listen attentively and improve the learning efficiency, and the students will laugh happily. Although this is just a very common thing.

But I can also find happiness in it; So everyone's smile is endless. We have to find it ourselves, to find it.

Smiling, I am a cheerful bird in the sky, I have a sky to fly, I have the warmth brought by my mother's feathers, I have the courage to dive into the sky, I have eyes overlooking the earth, and I have a dream of happiness in the future. A smile is a fortune.

With this smile, my life has become better. Sweet smile, charming smile.

Let's go find it! Out of the lonely world, towards a happy world. Don't be a frog in the well, be a happy bird that sings and soars freely in the sky.