In our daily life, work and study, we always have to touch or use writing. Writing is a narrative method to express a theme through words. How to write a good composition? The following is my first mopping composition, which is for reference only. Welcome to read it. Mopping the floor for the first time 1
I have many firsts, and the first one that has the most profound influence on me is mopping the floor. do you want to hear it ? Then I'll tell you something.
It was one day a week ago, and my homework was quickly "wiped out" by me. I had nothing to do at home. I thought: What are you doing at home? When I was thinking about it, I saw that the ground was dirty, and I thought, mop the floor, because I have nothing to do when I am idle. I went to the bathroom and took down the mop and dragged it to the floor. I dragged it from the kitchen first, and when I dragged it, I dragged it from the front to the back. Naturally, a string of footprints followed. When I looked back and saw footprints all over the floor, I threw the mop on the ground in a rage and sat down on the ground and began to cry. After crying for a while, I looked up, looked at the mop that I fell to the ground, and looked at the floor that I hurt. It seemed that all the doors were saying to me, "Little master, be patient no matter what you do. Don't be intimidated by such a trivial matter. " I stood up and dragged the floor again. I dragged it from back to front this time, and it was finished soon. It's still clean. I smiled happily at the clean floor that I had dragged.
since this happened, I think: be patient in everything, and don't be intimidated by a little difficulty. 2
It's the first time to mop the floor. My mother will clean up at home and I will help her mop the floor.
first, I turn on the tap, and the bucket is full of water. Then I bring a mop, soak it in the bucket, and then I take it out and twist it hard with my hand, and the water is squeezed out by me. I carried the mop to the living room for a "clean battle".' I dragged and dragged hard, using all my strength, dragging left and right, like using a big brush, so tired that I was sweating and panting.
after the first drag, I thought all the dirty things were "hung up", so I lay on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV. At this moment, an apple fell to the ground. When I went to pick it up, I saw black shoe prints left on the floor. At this time, I remembered what my mother said to me: "Coco, wipe the soles of your shoes before mopping the floor, or there will be a lot of shoe prints on the floor." I immediately wiped the soles of my shoes and continued to drag them. I put it off for the second time, and I thought: Is it finally finished? I'm really exhausted! I looked at the floor smugly. Ah, why are there so many small dusts on the floor? It turns out that I didn't change the dirty water in the lazy bucket. Alas, I have to drag it again!
I finally finished the third time, and the floor was completely mopped by me, just like new. Everything comes to him who waits. Looking at the clean ground, my heart is full of joy. Mopping the floor for the first time composition 3
Today, I was alone at home, and my parents went to work. I finished my homework and prepared to watch TV. Suddenly, my knowledge was a little dirty. I remembered that my mother had been working very hard recently, and I was too busy to clean up. Now I just have time. Let me mop the floor. My mother will be happy, but I haven't mopped the floor! How to delay? I tried to think about how my mother mopped the floor. Come to think of it, my mother will carefully sweep the floor before mopping it, and then mop it. Thinking of this, I picked up the broom and swept it carefully like my mother.
after sweeping, I'm already sweating profusely, so I beat a retreat in my heart. Go on procrastinating. I'm too tired. If I don't procrastinate, wouldn't I give up halfway? After much deliberation, I chose to continue to delay.
I found a mop, soaked it in a bucket of water, and then took it out. It took a lot of effort to wring it out and drag it. Sweat flowed to the corner of my eyes and I couldn't wipe it. When the water on the mop dried up, I went to soak it again ............................................................................................ Looking at the clean ground, although I am a little tired, I am very happy. I think I can finally help my mother share some housework, and my mother will be very happy when she comes back.
After a while, my mother came back and saw that the floor at home was spotless. She was very surprised and asked, "How did our floor become clean? It won't be you! " I was so happy when I heard that, but I said, "Can't I mop the floor?" My mother hugged me in her arms excitedly and said happily, "Our lovely little treasure has grown up." After listening to this sentence, my heart is sweeter than eating honey. On Sunday afternoon, we cleaned the house, and my mother assigned me the task of mopping the living room floor.
I had a good time mopping the floor for the first time. I soaked the mop in water, and with a bang, the water spilled out, and the clean wall was full of water. Then my mother showed me a bucket of clean water. She held the mop handle in both hands, and people stepped back once and for all and said, "In this way, the ground will be clean." I thought to myself, "mopping the floor is so easy!" " Grab the mop and drag it like a mother. It took a dozen times. It was hard. It wasn't fun at all. So, I thought of a good way-put the mop handle on my stomach and hold the mop in both hands like a small train. Unexpectedly, when I touched the wall, beautiful "flowers" were embroidered on the white wall. "Oh, my mother found out that she wanted to criticize me." I quickly washed it with clear water and wiped it with a rag, but there were still traces. After my mother found out, she didn't criticize me, but came to guide me. I said, "Mom, it's really uncomfortable to bend your back like this." After my mother left, I changed my way with wisdom. I dipped the mop in the bucket and pushed it hard to the floor. Unexpectedly, my right foot slipped and fell on the smooth floor. The heron's white clothes were covered with dirty water, and he made a big face, like a gray loach, kneeling on the ground and shouting, "Mom, come!" "
My mother came, looked at me and said humorously, "Oh, my baby, you wiped the floor with clothes! Ok, ok, get up quickly. "
I got up shyly and thought, "mopping the floor is not easy, there is a lot of knowledge. Next time I will learn from my mother honestly. " Today, I feel very happy, so I want to help my mother share some housework.
But how can I share the housework? At this moment, I saw my mother mopping the floor, and my inner buds sprouted. So, I said to my mother, "Mom, let my son mop the floor today!" " Mom said, "I didn't hear you wrong!" I said, "Mom, you heard me right." Mom said, "Then the sun will come out today!" " I said to my mother, "Mom, I really want to mop the floor for you!" " Mother said, "Well, I'll give you the mop and teach you how to mop the floor." "yeah!" I jumped three feet high with joy.
My mother began to teach me. My mother said, "First, use it in the red area above the mop with your right hand, and then use your left hand to grasp the red area below, so that you won't feel pain when holding the mop." I did, so it was really comfortable and didn't hurt at all. So, I dragged myself up, but I don't know why, the ground was dragged more and more dirty by me. At this moment, my mother said, "Alas, silly child, the ground is not dragged like this." I asked again, "How can the land be dragged?" Mom said, "You should drag in rows in order so that your feet won't step on the clean ground. And your speed is too fast. If you drag so fast, the water sucked in by the absorbent cotton in the mop will be squeezed out because of the huge friction. If you keep dragging like this, you will never be clean. Also, you have to care in tandem like me, so it will be clean. " I said thank you to my mother and held it up in tandem.
After that, I asked my mother, "Mom, how do you drain the water?" Mom said, "It's very simple. You just have to pull the stick below." Sure enough, I drained the water and the ground was clean.
I feel uncomfortable today, because mopping the floor is not easy, but I am also very happy and mopped the floor for my mother for the first time. Mopping the floor for the first time 6
Today is Labor Day, and I have a whim to clean up my "dirty" home. So I asked my mother where to do it. My mother said to me, "Otherwise, you can mop the floor."
I nodded cleverly and ran to get the mop.
I walked slowly to the bathroom with a bucket. I first put some disinfectant powder into the bucket, then poured half a bucket of water, then I dipped some water in both hands with a mop, and then wrung the water out of the mop, so I could start mopping the floor.
I came to the living room with a mop, with my left hand center up and my right hand center down. Hold the mop tightly with both hands, with the left foot in front and the right foot behind, in a bow step. I mopped the floor hard, and the place I mopped immediately looked like a mirror. At first, I thought it was very simple, but it took a while to finish. Dragging the living room, dining room and kitchen … five minutes, ten minutes … slowly, I feel numb and tired. I sat on the sofa, ready to give up.
My mother saw my "small mind" and looked at me with firm eyes and said, "Jinger, you can do it. You can't give up halfway!" I stood up at once, thinking: Yes, I can't give up halfway, and I will persist no matter how tired I am. So I continued to mop the floor vigorously.
Time passed by, and the floor was finally finished. The "dirty" floor became as white as new and shiny. Looking at the fruits of my labor, although I am exhausted, my heart is as sweet as a sip of milk tea.
the first time I mopped the floor, I learned that as long as I persist in doing things, I will succeed. Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it! The first time I mopped the floor composition 7
On this day, I saw that the floor at home was extremely dirty. If I didn't mop the floor, it might form a thick layer of dirt. I brought a mop for my work, took a bucket of water, got it wet and began to drag it up.
I dragged my house first, and it was fun at first. I crossed it, straightened it, skimmed it and pressed it, and wrote the word "wood", which I thought was beautiful, so that my mother could enjoy her masterpiece at work. When my mother saw it, she didn't cry or laugh. She said, "Are you playing or mopping the floor, or writing a book?" I said, "This is a three-in-one version of mopping the floor. I played, mopped the floor and practiced calligraphy." My mother said to me helplessly, "Do whatever you want, I don't care." I finished dragging a house, so that I could rinse the mop for work. After rinsing it, I found that the water was black water. I went to mop the living room again. The living room area was large, so it took me some time. I saw that the threshold was dirty, too. How to mop it? When I saw the pedal pad, I had a good idea to facilitate my work. I put my shoes, my mother's shoes and my father's shoes on the mat, removed the mat, divided by three times and five times, and finished dragging it. Then I put the stepping stone in place, dragged the mop back to the bathroom, rinsed it again, and dragged other rooms. Guess what color the water is? It's black! It's green! How dirty the ground is!
My parents gave me their thumbs together, boasting that I had grown up and could share housework for my parents. The first time I mopped the floor composition 8
One Sunday morning, I finished my homework, and I had nothing to do at home. I saw that the floor was dirty, so I thought: My mother usually mops the floor, and she is very hard, and I often make trouble. Today I will help her mop the floor! Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the yard, picked up a broom and quickly swept the garbage on the floor, and then began to mop the floor. I started from the living room, mopped the floor once, and when I saw there was dust in the corner, I mopped it several times until it was clean, and then dragged it to the next place.
After mopping the living room, I started mopping my own room. There is a piece of paper in the room, which can't be dragged down. I squatted down and saw that there was a piece of bubble gum stuck to the ground. I wrapped it in paper and threw it into the trash can, then mopped the floor. But I still didn't drag it down. I poured a little water on it, and when it became softer, I dragged it hard again. It took several times to drag it down, and the ground was finally clean. I felt so comfortable.
After mopping the room, I was panting, my face was red, and sweat was beaded on my nose. I thought, mopping the floor is really not easy! No, I can't give up halfway. I rushed into the garbage "hardest hit" again, mopped up the kitchen with all my might, and then lay down on the sofa exhausted, thinking: Mom is really not easy! I fell asleep thinking about it. Mom and dad praised me when they came back, and I felt the joy of working.
Through this incident, I was enlightened: Nothing is difficult in the world, if you put your mind to it. Mopping the floor for the first time composition 9
I have many firsts, such as cooking for the first time, going to school for the first time, and watching movies for the first time. What makes me most unforgettable is mopping the floor for the first time.
One day during the holiday, I finished my homework and saw my mother carrying a basin of water. I asked curiously, What are you going to do, Mom? Mom smiled and said, I'm going to mop the floor. Do you want to help? I clapped my hands and said with a smile: Yes, yes!
I quickly put the mop in the bucket and soaked it for ten minutes before I took it out. I mopped the floor without wringing it out. When I said I had finished mopping, I asked my mother to come and have a look. My mother came over carefully and said to me: There are too many blisters on the floor, and our house is going to be flooded. Who knows, I accidentally stepped on a blister and slipped. I said angrily, I will never mop the floor again. Mother said earnestly: you can't stop doing things because of a small matter! But I can't twist it! You can find your own way, don't always rely on adults. Suddenly, I rolled my eyes and thought of a good idea. I took the mop to the bathroom and stepped on it. Black water slowly flowed into the ditch, as if a child had left his mother.
then I dragged it from the inside out with a mop, and I didn't let go of even a speck of dust and a hair. I wiped a sweat and gasped, I finally mopped the floor. I'm really tired!
I will help my mother do more housework in the future, so that she will be less involved. Mopping the floor for the first time composition 1
Today, after school, the teacher assigned us a special homework, that is, let us do a housework. I thought about it and decided to mop the floor. At first, I thought it was easy to mop the floor, but through this labor, I found that seemingly simple things are not necessarily easy to do.
as soon as I got home, I couldn't wait to get the mop. I picked it up and rushed into the bathroom. I took the cloth off the mop and washed it in the pool. Then I put the cleaned cloth on the mop handle and ran to my room to get ready for work. My mother saw it and asked me, "Jun, what are you doing?" I smiled and said, "mop the floor." Mom listened and said happily, "Well, go and drag it." I chose the dirtiest corner of the room and began to drag it, but the mop was very disobedient. I was angry and didn't drag this corner. But then I remembered that the teacher often taught us: we can't do things half-heartedly. So I decided to try to finish this task again. Haha, with my efforts, I finally dragged this corner clean! Next, I will continue to mop other parts of the room, but I am breathless with fatigue, but when I see the shining place, I forget my fatigue and continue to work hard. I dragged and dragged and dragged, and finally.