Self-report composition of schoolbag 1 Hello everyone! I'm a Disney decompression package. Because my strap is elastic, it can reduce the burden on the young master's shoulders, so it is called a decompression bag. I am of medium height and square in the schoolbag family, and I am a fashionable black and gold. There is a lovely Mickey in front of me, with round ears and round eyes, grinning at you! It seems to remind everyone to smile and face life.
I * * * have three layers, open the outermost layer of my schoolbag, and there are neat exercise books in it. The middle floor has the largest space, which is full of knowledgeable textbooks, and there is a curriculum beside it, which is responsible for reminding the young master of the next day's class content every day. On the third floor, there are some young master's favorite extracurricular books for young master to read during recess. I have two silver mesh bags on both sides, and the kettle and watercolor pen are the most suitable.
I am a friend of the young master and accompany him every day. Rain or shine, I will protect my young master's book. Young master also loves me and likes me, and often dresses me up neatly and beautifully. I am willing to be a good friend of the young master forever!
Self-reported composition of schoolbag 2: Hello everyone! I am a schoolbag, and my English name is "schoolbag". I remember when I just bought it from the store by my owner, it looked beautiful.
On the brand-new red leather coat, two pinyin "Dongsheng" are written, and the scene draws a sun in the middle of the pinyin, behind me. With two long braids.
I remember when my teacher was in the third grade, he was very bad. He always talks in class every day and doesn't listen carefully. Not only that, my stomach is full of snacks every day. He doesn't like me at all. When I got home, he threw me to the ground and went straight outside to play. At that time, I felt extremely sad and sad for my host's behavior.
But in the fourth grade, the master became better, confident and unwilling to study. In class, always listen quietly and carefully. Every day, my stomach is full of books. Although there are many books and I feel very tired, I should do all these things as long as the host studies hard.
He also became very fond of me. When I come home from school, he always puts me gently on the chair carefully. Then, take out the textbook from your stomach to study. I study like this every day.
Many things happen. In the final exam, the host won the fifth place in the class. Hearing this news, I am very happy for my master!
Today, I became wrinkled and old. However, my master still loves me very much, and I am very touched. Here, I want to wish my master: study progress!
I am a happy little schoolbag. Live in the master's room. My color is pink and gray, and there is a little bear sitting there laughing happily!
I have three floors. There is a buckle belt on the first floor, and the zipper is under the buckle belt. Young master put the pencil-box and the triangular ruler here.
On the second floor, young master keeps a lot of exercise books here, and sometimes he puts pens here when it is hot.
The third layer accounts for half of the weight of the schoolbag, and there is a dark layer inside. There are some big books outside the dark building, and there are some papers and things like that in the dark building. It's a mess.
There are two pockets on both sides of the schoolbag, which is where the young master puts the water cup.
Now, there are more and more things in my body and my body is getting heavier and heavier. I asked the young master many times to let me decorate things less, but the young master said, "I don't pack garbage." If not, I will be criticized by the teacher. " So, there is nothing I can do.
Now someone has scribbled on me (not young master, I testify), making me a mess. I often shrug my shoulders on my master's shoulders and look listless. The host also complains that there are too many books every day. He went upstairs and hung me upside down. As soon as he got to the classroom, he took out his homework to hand in. I'm finally a little lighter. But after school, I packed a lot of things.
When I went downstairs, the young master walked a little fast, which made me feel a little happy. The person who originally made the schoolbag wanted to install a roller for me, but their boss asked for the schoolbag with the best price. They didn't pretend because they didn't think it was cost-effective. If they install it, I can ride my scooter home, and it will be much easier for young master.
Unfortunately, the boss really is! At present, I have an idea: let the young master take me to get even with the boss! Ask him to install a roller for me.
I am still very happy. Once when I was eating, my master accidentally got some oil on me. When I got home, my master's puppy used saliva to give me a bath, and I washed it clean. Thank you for your puppy!
I took a shower for the first time in my master's house yesterday, and I smelled delicious all over. My master hung my hand with a clip and told me to bask in the sun. I said, this is all about building muscles!
The young master said, "Good practice, you don't have to put it in every day." "Who said that so many things have overwhelmed me."
"Yes, I am at a loss in practice." I am so angry and funny!
In a blink of an eye, a semester is coming to an end. In another semester, maybe I will lie in the cupboard where my master put my old schoolbag. There will be a young schoolbag as my successor, and I can have a good rest.
Next semester, I will take the last class and try my best to be a happy study partner of the young master!
I am a member of the schoolbag family. I came to the little host's house the year before last. At that time, my sister went into battle in disguise, and I acted as the "fourth reserve player". Now, the young master is not young, he is a junior one student. The master who wants to turn a girl into a phoenix always forces her to study. Our schoolbags are accompanied by "suffering" and are miserable.
I remember the other day, I only heard a hiss. Finally, the third sister was overwhelmed and sacrificed heroically. Since our big family died one after another, my ideological pressure has been increasing, and the day when I went to war has finally arrived. I'm really worried that I will make the same mistake again.
I used to hang it in the sand window of the shop so conspicuously, and then I followed my eldest sister, second sister and third sister to the small host's house. I once left it to my compatriots with the pride that "heroes are available". My family used to be so busy, but now it's gone forever, leaving me alone.
I look different. My body is full of pockets. I counted almost ten. It looks nondescript and awkward. But sister, they all say I'm good, so many pockets have many benefits.
My sister once said that there are many things in my pocket, such as kettle, umbrella, pencil case, scissors, ruler and so on. If everything is mixed together, it is not good. Last time, a bottle of ink stained her clothes. My second sister also told me that there are too many things in the schoolbag, so books and notebooks should be put in two pockets, otherwise it will not only be easy to make mistakes, but also the hard corners of the books will cut the paper. When the young master loses his temper, we become "punching bags", only dare to be angry and dare not speak. Third sister said that the two pockets outside the schoolbag were filled with writing brushes and ink. ...
Today, the voices and smiles of the elder sister and the second sister are still vivid, and the sigh of the third sister still seems to haunt me every night. At the end of last semester, Third Sister inherited Second Sister's legacy and took office. Just a week later, it was scarred and became a "patient". But the young master, willy-nilly, took it out on her when she was angry; When you are sad, you are the first to bear the brunt. One minute the strap is broken, the zipper is broken, and a big hole is broken. At that stage, it's time to review for the exam. Third sister goes to school with counseling books every day, and comes home with stacks of review materials after school, and weekends are no exception. Thick notebooks were brought in and out, and she spent two days running between amateur schools. The young master sighed, but I always heard my sister gasp. Day and night, tragedy is inevitable.
It's my turn to take over this job this semester. The day before school started, the young master began to give me books, one or two. I closed my eyes in horror and suddenly found the young master stopped. When I opened my eyes, I found that she had helped me button up, mumbling something, but there seemed to be a smile on her mouth. Twisting around, very elastic, not as bloated as my sisters. Later, I was moved to learn that the news of "reducing the burden" was issued, and the homework and study burden of the young master was reduced. Unexpectedly, the young master took me out at the weekend and stuffed a lot of fruit into my stomach. Just wondering, I saw the young master give the fruit in his stomach to a white-haired grandmother. I think she looks strange, but the sign at the door tells me the answer. It turns out that the young master went to visit the lonely old man. My things are heavy, but I'd like to. After all, I did my part.
In the next few weeks, I stopped stuffing books with my young master. Once, I stuffed a big bottle of mineral water and a loaf of bread into my stomach and went to a place with beautiful grass and water. It turned out to be the completed Pudong Central Park. Large tracts of green space make me relaxed and happy. Never happened to travel with the young master. It seems that the young master wrote an article later.
I am the lucky one in the schoolbag family, so I don't have to live in fear. The Year of the Loong spring breeze blows the earth, and I am slim.
I am a schoolbag. What will my master do to me? Guess what? If you don't know, I'll tell you. "
My master said, "I want to put everything in my backpack." "
Then, my master stuffed all the math books, Chinese books and English books into my stomach, and my stomach was full. The host thinks the schoolbag is too heavy to carry, so he wants to take out some. "Small bag, what's the matter with you? Do you have a stomachache? You look very hurtful. Thank you. I want to make friends with you, ok? " I said, "Yes." Small hands and smiling said.
It suddenly occurred to my little hand that I had to solve a problem for me. My little hand took out something in my stomach that had nothing to do with study.
My little hand helped me take out more than half of my things, and I felt much more relaxed. I thought to myself, "This is the first time I have met such a kind person.
Self-report composition of schoolbag 6 Hi, everyone! I am Wang Mantian's schoolbag.
I'm wearing a light pink coat with a Barbie (not Princess Barbie) on it.
Many students like "suitcase bag", not like "shoulder bag" like me. Because they don't know that I am also good! For example, I won't take up too much space; When you go upstairs, you don't have to pull it upstairs step by step like a bag in a suitcase. ...
Just because I didn't have a tie rod, I passed many small classmates!
Suddenly a girl picked me! I'm so happy! But on second thought: will I be treated as a waste by this new owner like a friend of mine?
However, this owner just started to treat me as a preschool bag. Later he used me as a calligraphy bag. When I get dirty, give me a bath. I feel very lucky!
Schoolbag 7 Ha's self-reported composition, hello everyone! I am a knowledge package. My round belly is pink, and there are two purple "small pockets" beside it.
My round belly contains a lot of knowledge, including Chinese, math, English … everything. My sister in the water cup and my brother in the watercolor pen all live in my "small pocket".
Young master loves me very much, too, and the books are kept neatly, not dirty or messy. She puts unused books and papers on the big bookcase every day to help me lighten the burden. The host will help me take a hot bath once a month, which is very comfortable.
I am most afraid of starting school. I have to recite heavy books as soon as I start school, and the young master may not want me. As soon as school starts, I am on tenterhooks. I think of my little master every night. I really want to say "please don't leave me, little master", but I hope my little master can use me every day.
Hello, everyone! I am a beautiful and generous schoolbag.
I'm dressed in silver. There is a little mouse printed on the front of my coat, and a bird is singing in my left hand. I have small net bags on both sides, and there are many small eyes on them, like cobwebs.
My big belly has three floors, the smallest one is for young master's school tools, the second is for pencil boxes and notebooks, and the third is for young master's books. It's a good thing I'm big on the third floor, otherwise I wouldn't explode if I put so many books on the young master! Although my weight is increasing day by day, I am happy to serve my young master. I go to school with my little master every day. After school in the afternoon, I help my little master bring home a lot of new knowledge.
Is my schoolbag ok? Buy it if you want!
Schoolbag 9 Hello self-report composition! I am your good friend-schoolbag. I was carefully selected by a superfine product in the supermarket and finally found it. As soon as the young master got home, he couldn't wait to open my package, looked at me again and again, and kissed me again and again. From then on, I became the "eye of the young master".
I'm wearing a pink dress. My body is oval, like a big pink balloon. How interesting! I have a lot of patterns and beautiful love, black, white and pastel ... These beautiful love attracted many friends who wrote letters: Snow White, Nattler and Joerg .................................................................................................................................. There are two big and soft shoulder straps behind me. Every day, people in Xiaoji carry me on their backs and fly into school with me. I wavered like "learning to dance".
There are many "small rooms" in my "big belly". One * * * has five "small rooms". There are many books in the first room, such as math books, Chinese books, English books ... and, of course, extracurricular books that the young master likes, which can help the young master to increase his knowledge and study better. There are many picture books in the second room. Every time after class, the young master will take them to paint. There is a lot of handmade paper in the third room, and the young master likes it very much. "Click click" a flexible duckling came out, "click click" a simple and honest bear came out again, and a piece of colored paper was playing happily in the young master's hand; There are two rooms on my sides. One is filled with a cup to quench the thirst of the young master, and the other is filled with scissors and double-sided tape to do manual work for the young master faster.
My role can be great! At school, my young master ran into the school behind my back, while I held the book tightly to prevent it from falling. In class, I quietly bathed in the sea of knowledge with the little master in the desk. My little master is really naughty! I always play with stationery when I do my homework, so I hide them to prevent my little master from deserting; At home, the young master finished his homework and went out to play without even sorting out his schoolbag. It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise the young master will be criticized by the teacher.
After listening to my introduction, you must like my young master!
Schoolbag 10 My self-reported composition won the prize in the master's mid-term exam, and my sister gave me as a gift to the master. The young master is a little girl with pigtails.
The most striking thing about my clothes is that there are many bears in MengMeng. Some wear beautiful red dance skirts and beautiful crowns on their heads; Some people wear lovely coats and beautiful bows around their necks. They are getting together for the dance!
I have a big belly in front of me. There is a little master's pencil box in his stomach. Behind them are two wide, long and strong belts, like a young master's thick braid. There is also a magical bear hanging on the zipper. When the young host unzipped, I opened my mouth wide. So, the young master stuffed books and exercise books into my mouth one by one, which made me unable to eat any more. At that time, I really wanted to say to the little master, "Don't feed me, I will vomit if I feed you again."
Once, the young master carried me behind my back. On her way to school, she met her friend and went to school with her friend. Her friend saw me and said enviously, "Wow! Your schoolbag is so cute, I want one, too! " Little master, don't mention how proud you are!
I like my little friend. She is my little master.