There are many kinds of life, and emotions are common. However, only her slight smile made me forget.

One morning, I was running in Twin Towers Park. Tired of running, I sat on the stone bench and looked around. Suddenly, I saw an old lady struggling to pull a car full of oranges on the slope. I watched my aunt sweat profusely and have wrinkles on her forehead. There are still a few silver wires dyed white by the wind and frost of the years in her black hair. Suddenly I think she looks like my mother. I looked at my aunt and couldn't help pushing her cart. She seemed to feel something and turned around. My eyes met hers by accident. My aunt smiled gratefully at me, which made me exhausted and full of strength. I gritted my teeth, stamped my feet, and tried my best to help my aunt push the car up the slope. She wiped my sweat with rough hands and said to me, "Thank you, little friend." I smiled shyly. "In fact, it's nothing. I did everything I should do. " "Kid, very tired? Come, have some oranges. " Aunt hurriedly handed me some big oranges. I quickly declined: no, aunt, I can't eat. You must sell this orange. It's just my little effort. You don't have to thank me. "I said, and waved to my aunt and trotted home.

Aunt's slight smile was deeply imprinted in my mind. Whenever I am discouraged by difficulties, her sweet smile always encourages me, gives me strength, and makes me full of confidence and overcome difficulties.

He (she) smiled at the composition of 150~200 words.

Laughter is the happy nature of children, and laughter can bring the distance between hearts closer. Laughter is an umbrella in rainy days and a fire in the dark. Laughter is happiness.

Think of yesterday's dribs and drabs, look back at the beach of memory, open the treasure chest of memory, and think of Zhang Yu, a classmate from Grade One to Grade Four.

He has a girl's oval face, and he is a handsome boy full of energy and mischief. Zhang Yu and I hit it off very well: we often meet on the way to and from school. He smiled at me and I smiled back at him. Zhang Yu often comes to my house to play, and we are as friendly as brothers.

When she was a sophomore, Zhang Yu casually took the math final exam as usual. As a result, she only got more than 50 points in the exam, and her father beat him up in a rage. He came to my house in tears and anger. As soon as he entered the door, he loudly said to me, "I hate my father to death!" I'm going to run away from home ... "After hearing Zhang Yu's words, I was shocked and quickly said to Zhang Yu," No, no, that won't do. If you really run away from home, your father will worry about you! " But Zhang Yu was anxious and didn't know what to do. I am anxious, too. Suddenly, an idea occurred to me: Am I not good at math? I can teach him! When I finished talking with Changyu, I saw Changyu's chin almost dragged to the ground. He looked puzzled and said, "Can you teach me? Many people tried to teach me before, but finally gave up ... ""Yes, yes "I think I can teach well, because I have enough confidence and perseverance! At that moment, he smiled.

3. "He smiled" composition 150 words She smiled at all kinds of life, and her emotions were common.

However, only her slight smile made me forget. One morning, I was running in Twin Towers Park.

Tired of running, I sat on the stone bench and looked around. Suddenly, I saw an old lady struggling to pull a car full of oranges on the slope.

I watched my aunt sweat profusely and have wrinkles on her forehead. There are still a few silver wires dyed white by the wind and frost of the years in her black hair. Suddenly I think she looks like my mother.

I looked at my aunt and couldn't help pushing her cart. She seemed to feel something and turned around. My eyes met hers by accident.

My aunt smiled gratefully at me, which made me exhausted and full of strength. I gritted my teeth, stamped my feet, and tried my best to help my aunt push the car up the slope.

She wiped my sweat with rough hands and said to me, "Thank you, little friend." I smiled shyly. "In fact, it's nothing. I did everything I should do. "

"Kid, very tired? Come, have some oranges. " Aunt hurriedly handed me some big oranges.

I quickly declined: no, aunt, I can't eat. You must sell this orange. It's just my little effort. You don't have to thank me. "

I waved to my aunt and trotted home. Aunt's slight smile was deeply imprinted in my mind.

Whenever I am discouraged by difficulties, her sweet smile always encourages me, gives me strength, and makes me full of confidence and overcome difficulties.

She smiled a hundred and fifty words. She is ordinary, but she is serious.

She has a beautiful voice and can sing and listen to songs. So everyone especially worships her.

But the students say she is a bitch, because she always keeps a straight face to anyone and never shows mercy to any classmate who makes mistakes. Everyone says that learning music is good for people. Well, everyone has their own grievances.

To tell the truth, I have never seen her smile since I met her, but that time, I saw her smile was so beautiful and sweet. This must start from that summer ... that day, the teacher asked me and her to make up lessons for Wang Xueyin. We walked on the road, and I ate snacks while walking. After eating, I put the box on the side of the road. She saw it, looked at me with stern eyes and scolded me. I reluctantly picked it up and put it in the trash can (not that I was lazy, the trash can was too far away).

Later, she reasoned with me. Later, I found out that she was not as terrible as I thought ... When we arrived at Yin Xue's house, we took turns to make up lessons for her. About two hours later, we left because it was getting dark. We were walking home when we saw an old woman pedaling her bike hard. She saw it and seemed to help her push the cart without thinking. I also helped her push the cart. Finally, at last, grandma looked at us enviously and said thank you. We said you're welcome, this is what we should do.

Looking at the back of grandma's departure, she smiled. That was the first time I saw her smile.

Although this matter is small, his behavior has deeply infected me. Do you want to know who she is? She is my good friend, Yue Yue.

She smiled 150 words. She is ordinary, but she is serious. She has a beautiful voice and can sing and listen to songs. So everyone especially worships her. But the students say she is a bitch, because she always keeps a straight face to anyone and never shows mercy to any classmate who makes mistakes. Everyone says that learning music is good for people. Well, everyone has their own grievances. To tell the truth, I have never seen her smile since I met her, but that time, I saw her smile was so beautiful and sweet. This has to start from that summer. ...

That day, the teacher asked me and her to make up lessons for Wang Xueyin. We are walking on the road. I eat snacks while walking. After eating, I put the box on the side of the road. She saw it, looked at me with stern eyes and scolded me. I reluctantly picked it up and put it in the trash can (not that I was lazy, the trash can was too far away). Later, she reasoned with me. Later, I found out that she was not as terrible as I thought. ...

When we arrived at Yin Xue's house, we took turns to make up lessons for her. About two hours later, we left, because it would be dark soon. We were walking home when we saw an old woman pushing her car with difficulty. She saw it and seemed to help her push the car without thinking. I also helped her push the car. After a while, I saw beads of sweat on her face running down her black hair. Finally, at last, grandma looked at us enviously and said thank you. We said you're welcome, this is what we should do. Looking at the back of grandma's departure, she smiled. That was the first time I saw her smile.

Although this matter is small, his behavior has deeply infected me. Do you want to know who she is? She is my good friend, Yue Yue.

6. The composition "Laughter" has 150 words. Many memories, like the lens of a movie, flashed and disappeared before my eyes. However, one of these things often appears in front of my eyes, pulling me back to those memories, which are still fresh in my memory.

Time went back to two years ago, because what Teacher Ji said surprised me.

In a Chinese class, Mr. Ji told us that the essay-writing activity of "New Miao in Perch Township" has started, and interested students can hand in a composition to participate. After listening to it, I was a little eager to try, so I decided to participate. As soon as I got home, I was busy, looking for materials, looking for inspiration, thinking hard for a long time, and typing the draft several times before I started writing.

The next day, the composition was handed in, so I had to wait quietly. After class, the teacher called me to the office. On the way, I thought nervously, "What is it? Is that composition not well written? " Arriving at the door, I got up the courage and went in. Teacher Ji kindly said to me, "Your composition is good. It would be better to revise it." "Really?" I asked eagerly and got a positive answer from the teacher.

I took the composition, revised it, wrote it, and ran to the teacher again and again. Three times, there should be results. Finally, in the expectation of teachers and me, the article was sent out. My heart became excited and nervous while waiting.

Issue after issue, but my composition is like a stone. I keep comforting myself: don't be nervous, don't be nervous, something will happen. As the days go by, there is still nothing. I am not discouraged or discouraged, because I believe that my efforts will succeed from time to time.

God helps those who care. On a sunny day, a new issue of the newspaper was published. My heart is in my throat and my breathing is speeding up. I can't wait to open the newspaper and look for it eagerly, one line, two lines ... finally, my composition was published in a section! The feelings accumulated in my heart these days have all come out. A feeling of joy flooded my heart. When I was watching my composition typing, my heart was pounding. What a rare moment it is for me!

I finally smiled and laughed happily. This smile is extremely brilliant. This smile contains my hard work and my comfort!

7. Micro-composition "She smiled" 15o words to 200 words, life is full of joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows are common.

However, only her slight smile made me forget. One morning, I was running in Twin Towers Park.

Tired of running, I sat on the stone bench and looked around. Suddenly, I looked straight and saw an aunt struggling to pull a car full of oranges on the slope.

I watched my aunt sweat profusely and have wrinkles on her forehead. There are still a few silver wires dyed white by the wind and frost of the years in her black hair. Suddenly I think she looks like my mother.

I looked at my aunt and couldn't help pushing her cart. She seemed to feel something and turned around. My eyes met hers by accident.

My aunt smiled gratefully at me, which made me exhausted and full of strength. I gritted my teeth, stamped my feet, and tried my best to help my aunt push the car up the slope.

When I came back, she wiped my sweat with rough hands and said to me, "Thank you, little friend." I smiled shyly. "In fact, it's nothing. I did everything I should do. "

"Kid, very tired? Come, have some oranges. " Aunt hurriedly handed me some big oranges.

I quickly declined: no, aunt, I can't eat. You must sell this orange. It's just my little effort. You don't have to thank me. "

I waved to my aunt and trotted home. Aunt's slight smile was deeply imprinted in my mind.

Whenever I am discouraged by difficulties, her sweet smile always encourages me, gives me strength, and makes me full of confidence and overcome difficulties.

8. Dad writes a composition with a smile. Write a composition, 150 words, father's smile. With the passage of time, I have entered the third grade of junior high school, but several past events are deeply engraved in my mind.

That was when I was in the sixth grade of primary school. Because my math foundation is not good, I often need my father to solve problems. He became my "mentor" and gradually sprouted the idea of dependence in my heart.

One day, after dinner, I often do my homework while my mother is knitting a sweater. At this moment, my father came up to me and said solemnly, "Mingming, I want to talk to you about something."

I was surprised and thought, dad has never been so serious about me, but today.

I looked up at his serious face, anxious to know what it was. Dad said: "Not long ago, the central government issued a document, in order to improve the level of teachers across the country, a group of lecturers should be formed to give lectures in remote areas."

Dad paused and said, "I have applied for the lecture group and it has been approved." After I leave, you should study hard this year! "I seem to have been struck by thunder and was stunned by this sudden news.

I can't leave my father, not for a day. I asked my mother for help. Unexpectedly, she was surprised, but she said to me seriously, "I support your father to go." This crucial year depends on you. "

I don't listen to anything, I just think: this is over.

But my own will can't change my father's determination. My father will leave Beijing in a few days.

At the station, he said to me again, "Obviously, you have to understand that I am responding to the call of the country to develop education in remote areas. Dad's career to contribute! The road is my own, and you can't always rely on me.

Double your efforts! "I watched the train slowly go away, and my ears echoed with my father's fishing language, and I was infinitely disappointed. A year passed quickly, I went to the first grade, and my father came back, so I was naturally happy.

One day before going to bed, I took my math homework and said to my father, "Please check it for me. I'm afraid there is a mistake. " Dad smiled and said, "OK, you can put it on the table."

The next morning, I asked my father if there was any problem with his homework. "Dad paused and said apologetically," Sorry, I forgot. I have to prepare lessons because there are too many assignments to correct. "

I was about to get angry, but when I saw my father's yellow and black face and bloodshot eyes, I thought he didn't rest in the middle of the night and said, "Never mind, I understand you!" " Dad said with satisfaction: "Obviously sensible, grown up." "I walked to school with my schoolbag on my back, and I kept thinking: Dad is devoted to his work, always thinking about his career, and bringing knowledge and light to more children. Our country will be prosperous and strong.

9. Write a composition in which Dad smiled. Write a composition with the word 150, in which Dad smiled.

With the passage of time, I have entered the third grade of junior high school, but several past events are deeply engraved in my mind. That was when I was in the sixth grade of primary school. Because my math foundation is not good, I often need my father to solve problems. He became my "mentor" and gradually sprouted the idea of dependence in my heart.

One day, after dinner, I often do my homework while my mother is knitting a sweater. At this moment, my father came up to me and said solemnly, "Mingming, I want to talk to you about something." I'm surprised. I think my father has never been so serious about me, but today. . . . . . I looked up at his serious face, anxious to know what it was. Dad said: "Not long ago, the central government issued a document, in order to improve the level of teachers across the country, a group of lecturers should be formed to give lectures in remote areas." Dad paused and said, "I have applied for the lecture group and it has been approved." After I leave, you should study hard this year! "I seem to have been struck by thunder and was stunned by this sudden news. I can't leave my father, not for a day. I asked my mother for help. Unexpectedly, she was surprised, but she said to me seriously, "I support your father to go." This crucial year depends on you. " .。 . . . I don't listen to anything, I just think: this is over. But my own will can't change my father's determination. My father will leave Beijing in a few days. At the station, he said to me again, "Obviously, you have to understand that I am responding to the call of the country to develop education in remote areas. Dad's career to contribute! The road is my own, and you can't always rely on me. Double your efforts! "I watched the train slowly leave, and my ears echoed with my father's fishing language, and I was infinitely disappointed.

A year passed quickly, I went to the first grade, and my father came back, so I was naturally happy. One day before going to bed, I took my math homework and said to my father, "Please check it for me. I'm afraid there is a mistake. " Dad smiled and said, "OK, you can put it on the table." The next morning, I asked my father if there was any problem with his homework. "Dad paused and said apologetically," Sorry, I forgot. I have to prepare lessons because there are too many assignments to correct. "I was about to get angry, but when I saw my father's yellow and black face and bloodshot eyes, I thought he didn't rest in the middle of the night, so I said," Never mind, I understand you! ""Dad said with satisfaction, "Obviously sensible and grown up."

I walked to school with my schoolbag on my back, thinking all the time: Dad is devoted to his work, always thinking about his career, bringing knowledge and light to more children, and our country will be rich and strong!

10. Write an article about his or her smile. /kloc-within 0/00 words, he finally smiled.

He is grandpa's good friend, and he looks sad all day. No one knows his name because he only told his grandfather. I asked my grandfather, and he only told me his surname was Li, and said that his name was their secret.

I asked grandpa Li why he didn't laugh. Grandpa said sadly, "Lao Li's wife passed away." Lao Li was obsessed with him all day, crying with his portrait, and even heard a little trouble and said that my wife was back. " Grandpa is an enthusiastic person. He always asks his grandmother to help Grandpa Li find a wife with him. Grandpa Li always leaves with his head down when he meets others. Grandpa comforted him every time: "Lao Li, don't be sad." I'll choose another one for you in a few days. " Holding grandpa Li's hand tightly. Grandpa Li barely smiled.

One day, the sun came out in the west. Grandpa Li smiled for the first time. Why? Because grandpa used all his relatives to find a person who looks very similar, grandpa Li negotiated with her.

From then on, Grandpa Li always smiled from ear to ear. I found him smiling so brightly.