Chen is not tall and has a dark and strong body. When she smiles, there are two dimples on her face, which is very pleasing. Not only does he get good grades, but he is also very willing to help others. Coincidentally, he and I are not only classmates, but also live in two buildings in the same community, so we still know him very well. In the carport downstairs of building 1 1 in our community, there lived an old woman whose son worked in a foreign country and suffered from a stroke. Grandma is inconvenient to move and it is difficult to take care of herself. Chen sees it in his eyes and keeps it in his heart. After finishing her homework early every day, she ran to her grandmother to help her clean the carport. Although she can't make a coal stove, she tried and failed once, and she was not discouraged. Seeing him like this, grandma often told him to stop and have a rest, but he smiled and said he was not tired.
August this year happened to be a crucial year for our city to establish a national civilized city index evaluation and inspection, but it happened that the weather was not good and there was no rain for more than a month. The temperature remains high, setting a record since the meteorological record in our city. Many people hid in air-conditioned rooms for the summer and refused to come out, but Chen raced with everyone. He signed up in the community early and volunteered to be a traffic volunteer, making a contribution to the civilized city of Shaoxing. Every afternoon, the temperature on the road outside is as high as sixty or seventy degrees, and he still stands at the crossroads with other volunteers older than him. Persuade pedestrians and non-motor vehicles, and assist uncle traffic police in civilized traffic management. The sun tanned his face. * * * Mom was distressed to see him like this several times. She advised him to stop and have a rest for a few days, but he immediately refused, saying, "Mom, this is the juncture of civilization creation. How can I rest? " In this way, he persisted until the creation of the inspection ended.
Under the call of Chen's silent force, other primary school students in our community have joined the ranks of doing good deeds, doing what they can from all aspects, cleaning civilized public welfare activities such as community health, striving to be volunteers, serving everyone, and only having a more comfortable living environment for everyone. He is really a good example for us to learn.
Composition 2: My Low Carbon Star
During the winter vacation, the school brigade assigned us a special task to visit the science and technology museum. I know there is an exhibition in the Science and Technology Museum every year. What's the theme this year? On New Year's Day, my father and I came to the Science and Technology Museum with great interest. Oh, it's an exhibition with the theme of "low carbon"! Speaking of this low-carbon, I am no stranger, because there are many low-carbon stars in our family. Don't believe it? Come with me and have a look! Low-carbon Star One: Green Dad
"Dad, accompany me to Jintan Community!" "Ok, I'll turn off the computer!" After a while, dad came out of the room, turned around and pushed the bike out. "Aren't you going by car?" I grabbed my dad and asked. "The weather is so good today, let's go to the community by bike! If you drive to such a small distance, it will not only save fuel, but also protect the environment! " Well, dad is really a low-carbon star in our family. Riding a bike can not only exercise, but also reduce the emission of automobile exhaust. Why not? I gave my dad a thumbs-up, pushed my bike and happily went to the community with him. ...
Low carbon star 2: energy-saving grandma
"Gollum, Gollum ..." My stomach is singing an empty plan again. Is the meal ready? I walked to the door of the kitchen and found my grandmother washing rice. She poured rice washing water into a basin. I asked my grandmother, "What are you doing? Taomi water is dirty, pour it out! " Grandma smiled and said, "This rice washing water is a treasure. Used to wash dishes can remove oil stains and is harmless to the skin. It can also be used to water flowers! " Oh, it turns out that Taomi water has so many uses!
Low carbon star 3: I save electricity
"Ah, why does the TV turn off automatically?" Grandpa who just woke up asked doubtfully. I secretly smiled and said, "Grandpa, I turned it off for you! You have fallen asleep with the TV on many times, which wastes electricity and is not conducive to sleep, so I will turn it off for you, don't be angry! " "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Our little grandson knows how to save electricity and care about others. I am so happy! " Grandpa said approvingly.
Look, these are my low-carbon stars. Do you have it at home?
Composition 3: Say your sister's name.
My sister's name is "Zheng", which is too difficult to write, and I can't, so I held a "naming convention" in my mind and gave a nice name. Well, we usually call her "Bao Xiao". She is a rooster. The homonym is "Ji". My name is Zheng Wenxuan and my brother is Zheng Wenjie. Just add the word "Zheng Wen" and call her "Zheng Wenji". The name is a bit masculine. Rejected! When Bao Xiao was born in the Spring Festival, I want to be called "Zheng Wennian" again. I thought about it when I came out, huh? Something's wrong, it's not nice, it's not nice, don't! Calling it "Zheng Niannian, Zheng Niannian" is so corny that I don't understand it. What's your name? Suitable names for girls are: spirit, dream, moon, clear and round (I think of it myself) ...
Zheng is not good for anyone ... hey? I think Zheng is quite good. The moon is quiet and beautiful, which can be used to describe girls.
I told my mother what I thought, but my mother was not satisfied. "Wen Yue is not good at all. It's really tasteless."
No matter what my mother says, I still like the name "Zheng". Suddenly, I had an epiphany. "Wen Yue" doesn't seem so good. What about Zheng? I told my mother the idea excitedly. My mother smiled and agreed, but didn't say she would change her name. In my impression, the name "Zheng" no longer exists, but "Zheng". I really like to call it "little guy" when everyone is away!
Composition 4: The person who knows me best.
Because of my innocence, I am often laughed at by my classmates. Peeves in our class once spread rumors about me in front of my classmates. I became angry from embarrassment at that time. In the class next door to the head teacher, I wrote some insulting words on the note and passed them on to him. Not to be outdone, "Peeves" wrote my gossip on paper. In this way, as soon as he scolded me, the paper was immediately filled with dense words. But I'm unlucky. Just as I handed the note to Peeves, my hand slipped and the note floated to Cheng's feet. At the same time, the head teacher is coming from behind with a book and a lecture. My life is at stake! If the teacher finds out, I will either ask my parents or write a report. Now all my hopes are focused on one process. I kept winking at A Cheng, and A Cheng saw my eyes and seemed to understand something. Then I realized that all this was in vain. Acheng will definitely pick up the note and give it to the teacher. Today, there will definitely be a painful meal. Suddenly, Cheng miraculously raised his left foot and stepped on the note. One second, two seconds, four seconds ... The teacher finally walked over and found no note. I am relieved at this moment. At that moment, Cheng looked at me with gentle eyes, as if to say: I sympathize with you. It's sad to be laughed at, even if it's my sworn enemy, I will help you.
He will also help me with my study. I still remember one math class, I taught an Olympic math problem, and the teacher asked me to talk about it later. I became stupid at once. What's not easy to choose? I just chose a question that I couldn't understand. I was thinking hard there, but I couldn't think of anything. At this moment, Cheng gave me a piece of paper. When I look at it, it's all ideas to solve this problem. It happened that the teacher called me. Because of this piece of paper, I speak fluently, and the teacher praised me for speaking well. I thought excitedly: If it weren't for Cheng, how could I speak so well?
The person who knows you best may not be at the end of the world, but by your side. If I didn't have Cheng around, maybe I wouldn't have that kind of help. If it weren't for Cheng, maybe I wouldn't speak so well. Many people have people who know themselves, and the person who knows me best is my sworn enemy-Cheng.
Sixth grade writer's composition 5: There is "eating goods" at home.
In the blink of an eye, night fell quietly. " QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ QQ。 That's our favorite fruit. As soon as the packaging bag was opened, a faint fragrance came to the nose. "Well," the whole family suddenly let out a sigh, and the saliva at the corner of their mouth could not help but "fly down three thousands of feet".
The washed strawberries are on the table, and mom and dad are chatting enthusiastically. When they weren't looking, I took the lead, grabbed a handful of strawberries from the bag without mercy in lightning speed, and quickly put them into the bag prepared in advance, with a snicker in my heart. I looked up and found my father's eyes strange. Hey, this guy's still snickering.-Wait, what did I just take? I quickly took out a "strawberry" from my bag-yes, dad, you are so cunning! I replaced strawberries with tomatoes and tried to fool me with tomatoes. I won't let you succeed! I gritted my teeth, stamped my foot, ran forward, and suddenly grabbed the strawberry that Dad was about to put in his mouth. By the time my father realized it, I was already enjoying it. Instead, dad wasn't in such a hurry. He grabbed the strawberry bag on the table and stood tall by himself. He took the bag, enjoying the delicious strawberries and the confusion when I jumped high enough to reach the bag. I swallowed strawberries in my mouth, thinking about how to deal with him. When my father saw that I had given up, he finally let his guard down. I rushed forward and tore open the bag containing strawberries. Strawberries suddenly emerged from this big hole. I crouched down and grabbed a lot of strawberries scattered on the sofa. Not to be outdone, my father squatted on the sofa and fought with me.
The looting has entered a white-hot stage. Hey, where's mom? Suddenly, there was a chewing sound of "click click-"in the bedroom. My father and I walked into the bedroom with a puzzled face. My mother, who ate with relish, put down her strawberries and looked at us innocently. Well, it's better to be strong than strong-it turns out that mother has split the strawberry in two!
Oh! A childlike father, a clever mother and a "smart and brave" me form a "foodie" family.