He explained with a red face, and the * * * in his pocket kept "making trouble". Several students said sympathetically to the teacher, "Nothing, teacher, I'd better accept it." The teacher smiled awkwardly and said, "Let me see." Then he walked out of the classroom in three steps and two steps, and then there came the voice of "hello" answering the phone. We thought, OK, it's just a chance to relax.
Unexpectedly, the teacher who rushed out of the classroom will come back soon. It turns out that the headmaster is coming to our classroom from the other end of the corridor. ...
2. The telephone rang. Keep writing "Ring" ............................ The telephone rang.
At lunch, I pouted unhappily and frowned, and said to my mother, "Mom, who is so annoying that I have to call when others are eating?" This really affects my appetite! " My mother smiled and said to me, "How do I know who this person is? However, I know this person must be very anxious when he calls at noon. Others call at lunch for fear that others will not come back. Tell me, am I right? Go and answer the phone, don't keep others waiting! " I had to "obey".
He picked up the phone and shouted to the caller, "Hello! Who are you? " The other person replied politely, "Oh, this is … excuse me, is he there?" He said to him, "Oh, he's not here! Is there anything else? " Another man said, "Oh, there are some things ... he is not at home now, is he?" Then, please tell him these things! " "I have no time to tell him," he said impatiently. "I have work to do! Call him when he comes back! " His mother was very dissatisfied with his performance: "How can you talk to him like this? This is really rude! " "Anyway, I'm too lazy to tell my father! I'll ask my father to call back when he comes back. I can't remember so much he said! " His mother said to him, "Well, how did that man talk to you?" Be polite or like you? ""you're welcome! " "So, you should also be polite? He hung his head in shame when the telephone rang again. He went over and said, "Hello! Who are you? " "I am your father's colleague. Excuse me, is he at home? " "Sorry, my father is not at home-what can I do for you?" "Since your father is not at home, please ask your mother to answer the phone!" "Please wait a moment! "... after a while, my mother smiled and said to me," He praised you and said that you are polite, a thousand times more than the last person who answered the phone ... "I smiled shyly.
3. Composition: The phone rings about 450 words. Narration: Every night around 8 o'clock, my phone will definitely ring. At this time, my mother is very happy. No matter what she is busy with, she will stop to answer. I know that's because my father, who works in Hangzhou, called my mother.
Alas, I don't know why they talked endlessly, ranging from more than 20 minutes to more than an hour. How strange! I secretly want to hear what they say, but I can't hear anything new, just "How are you?" "How is your health?" "How is the daughter?" Such things, or talking about things around you, are really wordy. My mother always says something, such as "Take care of yourself, be careful when you go out, and go to bed early ..."
Finally, once, for five consecutive days, the phone didn't ring on time. During dinner, my mother kept glancing at the phone and muttered, why hasn't she come back yet? I know my father has gone to the north on business these days. I have no choice. I asked, "mom, you and dad chat every day, and some words have to be repeated every day." Don't you feel boring? " Mom smiled and said, "silly child, how can you be bored listening to dad?"
At 8 o'clock the next night, the music on the phone sounded, and I heard my mother calling my father again. Mother's voice is gentle and sweet, but the words are still so simple that I seem to understand. At this time, the phone connected my parents' hearts, me and our home.
I heard simple and deep love on the phone!
4. Composition: The phone rings about 450 words. Narration: Every night around 8 o'clock, my phone will definitely ring. At this time, my mother is very happy. No matter what she is busy with, she will stop to answer.
I know that's because my father, who works in Hangzhou, called my mother. Alas, I don't know why they talked endlessly, ranging from more than 20 minutes to more than an hour.
How strange! I secretly want to hear what they say, but I can't hear anything new, just "How are you?" "How is your health?" "How is the daughter?" Such things, or talking about things around you, are really wordy. Some words my mother always said, such as "Take care of your health, be careful when you go out, go to bed early …" Finally, once, for five days in a row, the phone didn't ring on time.
During dinner, my mother kept glancing at the phone and muttered, why hasn't she come back yet? I know my father has gone to the north on business these days. I have no choice. I asked, "mom, you and dad chat every day, and some words have to be repeated every day." Don't you feel boring? " Mom smiled and said, "silly child, how can you be bored listening to dad?" At 8 o'clock the next night, the music on the phone sounded, and I heard my mother calling my father again. Mother's voice is gentle and sweet, but the words are still so simple that I seem to understand. At this time, the phone connected my parents' hearts, me and our home.
I heard simple and deep love on the phone! Class 603, Kexin Shou Chang Central Primary School.
5. How to write the composition entitled "The phone rang * * *"? It was when I was seven years old. My father took me to Liaoning on business. After I settled in the hotel, he went to work. I sat in bed watching TV, but I was very anxious and scared. It was my first time in Liaoning. I stayed alone in such an empty room. So I encourage myself by watching TV. I'm thinking of letting my father come back early. "Ding-ding" came a crisp phone call * * *, which startled me. I looked at the black mobile phone on the cabinet. Ding-ding, the damn phone is ringing again. I panicked. Who is calling this phone, the bad guy or the robber? Is he (she) a good person? Should I answer it or not? Thinking of me, I leaned against the phone. But when I got to it, I hesitated. Can you answer the phone? No, no,no. I still can't answer it. If that person asks, who are you? Where's your dad? What should I say? So I decided not to answer it. After my fierce ideological struggle, the phone finally stopped ringing after a while. At this time, I feel glad that I did the right thing. But just when I was happy, my father rushed in, saw me and asked me, "Son, where have you been?" Why didn't you answer the phone I called you just now? I was surprised and said, "That phone call was from you? Then I told my father what happened, and my father smiled. I smiled shyly, too. Ok, let's stop here! Look, the phone is ringing again. But I'm not the coward who was afraid to answer the phone a few years ago.
6. When the bell rings, you are required to write a 300-word composition for the next class. With a loud class * * *, it's time for big recess activities again. The students rushed out of the classroom like birds flying out of cages, and suddenly, the quiet campus boiled. There are a group of students here and there. Some jump rope, some kick shuttlecock and some bungee jump ... The activities are colorful. Over there, the long rope jumper is very long, and the two students who threw the rope shook the rope rhythmically. Courageous students rushed into the rope ring one by one and jumped flexibly. Several others tried several times and finally rushed in, but they tripped over the rope, and all the students next to them laughed.
Look at this side, colorful badminton is flying up and down on students' feet, dancing in the air like colorful butterflies. Shuttlecock jumps around, and Xiao Zhang, an expert shuttlecock kicker in our class, keeps turning and jumping around with shuttlecock, staring at shuttlecock unblinkingly. In 2 minutes, he kicked nearly 100. The students gave thumbs up and repeatedly praised, cheered and laughed over the campus.
7. The telephone rang. The telephone rang.
At lunch, I pouted unhappily and frowned, and said to my mother, "Mom, who is so annoying that I have to call when others are eating?" This really affects my appetite! " My mother smiled and said to me, "How do I know who this person is? However, I know that this person, when calling at noon, must be very anxious. He will call when others are having lunch, fearing that others will not come back. Tell me, am I right? Go and answer the phone, don't keep others waiting! " I had to "obey".
He picked up the phone and shouted to the caller, "Hello! Who are you? " The other person replied politely, "Oh, this is … excuse me, is he there?" He said to him, "Oh, he's not here! Is there anything else? " Another man said, "Oh, there are some things ... he is not at home now, is he?" Then, please tell him these things! " "I have no time to tell him," he said impatiently. "I have work to do! Call him when he comes back! " His mother was very dissatisfied with his performance: "How can you talk to him like this? This is really rude! " "Anyway, I'm too lazy to tell my father! I'll ask my father to call back when he comes back. I can't remember so much he said! " His mother said to him, "Well, how did that man talk to you?" Be polite or like you? ""you're welcome! " "So, you should also be polite? He hung his head in shame when the telephone rang again. He went over and said, "Hello! Who are you? " "I am your father's colleague. Excuse me, is he at home? " "Sorry, my father is not at home-what can I do for you?" "Since your father is not at home, please ask your mother to answer the phone!" "Please wait a moment! "... after a while, my mother smiled and said to me," He praised you and said that you are polite, a thousand times more than the last person who answered the phone ... "I smiled shyly.
100 the phone rang. The telephone rang. I ran to the phone, but I refused to answer it.
Why? Just because I just talked to my mom. My mother scolded me for not doing well in the math exam this time. When I heard the phone ring, I broke out in a cold sweat and was in a daze. Because. . Me. . I'm afraid this is the teacher's complaint to my mother. In that case, I'll be miserable!
As soon as I finished living, my mother stared at me as if to say, "Answer the phone!" " "I saw the flame in my mother's eyes, and I smiled at her, as if to promise.
At this moment, my sister came to me. She stared at me when she saw someone calling her. I knew she must have called, so I ignored her and continued to be in a daze. She must know that if this is the teacher's phone, she will not only talk for a long time, but also wait for her mother to be furious! She doesn't want to be scolded. Because mom will say when she curses.
Dad loves me the most and never lets me be scolded. But ..... Dad didn't come back, alas, this time I will be "braised"!
I'm in a dilemma, but I just hope I don't burn too badly! I'll hurt my internal organs
9. Who knows how to write the composition "The phone is ringing"? The phone rang.
It was the day when I was four years old. That day, I sat in bed watching horror movies, and I was the only one at home. "Ding Ding" came from a crisp phone call and scared me.
I looked at the red phone on the desk. Ding-ding, the damn phone is ringing again. I panicked. Should I answer it or not? Who made this call, the bad guy, the good guy or the robber? Who is he (she)? Should I answer it or not? Thinking of me, I leaned against the phone. But when I got to it, I hesitated. Can you answer the phone? No, no,no. I still can't answer it. If that person asks, who are you? Where's your dad? After a while, the phone finally stopped ringing. At this time, I was thinking, I am not allowed to do right or wrong. I'm worried about something big. At this time, my dad rushed in and saw me. He was anxious and worried and asked me, Ma Chao, where have you been? Why didn't you answer the phone I called you just now? I was surprised and said, "That phone call was from you?" Then I told my father what happened, and my father smiled. I'm embarrassed to laugh, too.
Ok, let's stop here! Look, the phone is ringing again. But I'm not the coward who was afraid to answer the phone a few years ago!
10. 100 is ringing. The telephone rang. I ran to the phone, but I refused to answer it.
Why? Just because I just talked to my mom. My mother scolded me for not doing well in the math exam this time. When I heard the phone ring, I broke out in a cold sweat and was in a daze.
Because.
Me.
I'm afraid this is the teacher's complaint to my mother. In that case, I'll be miserable! As soon as I finished living, my mother stared at me as if to say, "Answer the phone!" " "I saw the flame in my mother's eyes, and I smiled at her, as if to promise.
At this moment, my sister came to me. She stared at me when she saw someone calling her. I knew she must have called, so I ignored her and continued to be in a daze. She must know that if this is the teacher's phone, she will not only talk for a long time, but also wait for her mother to be furious! She doesn't want to be scolded.
Because mom will say when she curses. Dad loves me the most and never lets me be scolded.
But ..... Dad didn't come back, alas, this time I will be "braised"! I'm in a dilemma, but I just hope I don't burn too badly! I will hurt my internal organs.