My specialty: 6 essays of 500 words
Just a slender piano rod, a carved piano tube, two simple strings and an ordinary ponytail The bow can actually play the moonlight, and it can also make thousands of troops gallop. What's your specialty? Below are 500-word examples of my best compositions that I have collected for you. I hope you like them. A 500-word essay on my specialties 1
In the vast universe, I have countless specialties like stars. But I only love "it".
My grandma had a minor operation on her foot, which made it difficult for her to walk. It happened that my mother went to study abroad temporarily, so she had to ask me, Jiang Yimeng, who "combines all the advantages", to come! Haha, this is how my specialty-cold noodles came to be here.
"Grandma, isn't it difficult for you to move your feet? Let me help you make cold noodles!" I said confidently. "Hey, don't add fuel to the fire any more. Mengmeng, let me do it." Grandma replied. After a lot of trouble from me "living", grandma finally agreed. First, heat the oil in the pot. When the oil is hot, I throw the green onion, ginger and garlic into the pot, and then the sound of gizzling like heavy rain falling to the ground comes towards me. "Oh, I knew I had washed the noodles first. Now the onions, ginger, and garlic are fried, but I haven't washed the noodles yet. What should I do?" Just make a mistake! I slowly put the noodles into the pot and finally served the "fruit" of failure to the table. The white noodles, paired with fried onions, ginger and garlic, were truly like "cow dung with flowers", and my grandma couldn't laugh or cry.
"Mengmeng, let's do it together. I'll teach you step by step." I said happily: "Grandma, it's okay. You only need to teach me verbally!" It’s time to show off your skills! I picked up the oily white noodles and soaked them in cold water, then cut the onions, ginger and garlic step by step. Heat the oil in a pot. When the oil starts to smoke and boil, pour in the chopped green onions, ginger and garlic. Pick up the spatula and stir evenly. Then pour out the cold water in which the noodles have been soaked and put the noodles into the pot. Then prepare the sesame oil, I put in the sesame oil infinitely like sprinkling water. After picking up the chili oil, I sprinkled it more like heavy rain falling from the sky. The fragrant smell wafts out of the pot, tempting my "little glutton" all the time. When grandma smelled it, she clapped her hands and applauded: "Mengmeng, you are so awesome. You can learn it once you teach it. Come on, let me try Mengmeng's craftsmanship." When I picked up the noodles, my saliva was already flowing down three thousand feet. ”. I put in cucumber slices and let grandma try it. Grandma smiled from ear to ear and praised me for doing a good job!
This is my specialty. Um! So delicious! This just makes me want to cry! I won’t tell you that yet, I’m going to start eating. If you also want to eat, come to me for free, you are always welcome! My Specialty Skills Essay 500 Words Part 2
Eighteen kinds of martial arts, all are good shows! Some people can draw lifelike paintings, some can do magical magic, and some can cook delicious meals, but my specialty is climbing trees.
Because I was a "wild" child and liked to climb trees to enjoy the scenery, so whenever I had time, I took my brother to the big tree in the park and asked him to teach me how to climb trees. At the beginning, I was First hug the tree trunk, and then jump, the action is straightforward and simple! But the elder brother looked at it and shook his head: "It's useless for you. I'm going to teach you a trick. You have to listen carefully. Use your left foot to kick, your right hand to push, your right foot to push, your left hand to push. This is like climbing a tree. It’s the same as rock climbing, but climbing a tree is more dangerous. If you’re not careful, you might fall and get a concussion!” I laughed after listening to my brother’s words: “Brother, don’t lie to me. The tree is so high, how can you get hit by it?” Did you get a concussion?” After his guidance and my persistence, I finally learned this skill and just wanted to show it off to my classmates.
Before I could find the opportunity, unexpectedly it appeared on its own. Once in the physical education class, the male students were playing football on the playground. I was chatting with others. Suddenly, there was a "rustling" sound next to my ears. When I looked up, I saw a football wedged squarely between the branches.
It turned out that a classmate kicked a "flying ball" and suddenly kicked the ball into a tree. The tree was very high. The physical education teacher saw it and hurried to the office to get a ladder. Taking advantage of this opportunity, some students picked up stones. Throw it at the tree, and some students use sticks to hit the tree... It's like eight immortals crossing the sea - each showing his ability, but the ball didn't move at all. I walked forward proudly and shouted: "Students, don't do it." , let me come!" The roar was so loud that it shocked those few people. Looking at me, the Sky Monkey, without saying a word, I quickly climbed up the tree with my left and right hands and feet, but when I was about to get the ball, My foot got stuck in the tree, and no matter how hard I pulled it out, I couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the tree spirit. Now I was worried, wouldn't my life be in danger? The classmates below stretched their necks one by one and kept shouting at me: "That's enough, you have enough!" But my hands were only holding the tree, and I couldn't think of saving the ball. I was so scared that I didn't dare to move for fear of falling. Looking at my classmates below and my feet caught in the branches, I could only shout "Help"!
The friends below were pointing and pointing, always feeling like they were laughing at me. At this time, the teacher brought a ladder over. He couldn’t laugh or cry when he saw this scene. It took him a long time to rescue me. Later, the ball was taken away and I lost all face.
My specialty, messed up! It seems that I have to keep a low profile in everything, let’s not talk about it, just practice climbing trees... 500-word essay on my specialty 3
Everyone has their own specialty, some people can draw, some can draw Some people can cook, and some can ride a unicycle... But no matter what their skills are, they have to go through a "chill to the bone" in exchange for the "smell of plum blossoms." Now I have learned to swim, and my grades are pretty good. Of course, I have also deeply realized the principle of "no pain, no gain".
The sound of "... Sun Shihao in the 4th track is from Liupanshui, Guizhou" represents the beginning of the National Youth (Children) Swimming Championships that I am most looking forward to. "Everyone is in your position" and "bang" the competition started. I saw the players in each swimming lane shooting into the water like arrows leaving the string, drawing a perfect arc. All the team members swam towards the finish line with all their strength. As the distance gradually widened, bursts of cheers came from the audience. And I have my own tactics - follow closely behind the first place, look for opportunities and take advantage of them. When there was still one lap to go to the finish line, the first team member actually relaxed because he was not strong enough. It was a good opportunity. I saw the right moment and gritted my teeth and swam forward with all my strength. Before I knew it, I was there. At the finish line, I looked back and saw that I was more than 20 meters ahead of my opponent! When I reached the top position on the podium, the scene of the previous hard training appeared in front of my eyes, and my eyes were blurred... During the training process, there was one thing that I will never forget. Once, we were doing land training and we were already exhausted and sweating profusely, but the coach kept chasing us behind us to speed up and speed up. If anyone didn't slow down carefully, the whip in the coach's hand would fall on them. On the butt, my teammates and I were all spared.
We also have to do tension machines, gravity ropes, pull-ups... After the training, we were all so tired that we lay on the bed like a pug. When we took off our pants, we saw the red marks which were shocking. Several teammates couldn't help but shed tears, blaming the coach for being too cruel to us. Now, I know that the coach does this to us to strengthen our strength, improve our endurance, and enable us to achieve better results in the game. So I stood on the podium and laughed confidently and sadly. Thank you for being my coach. Thanks to you, I am a perseverant person. Thank you for your strict coach. Because of you, I am a stronger person. This is my specialty - swimming. My Specialty Essay 500 Words Part 4
Each of us has our own speciality, some are fishing, some are calligraphy, some are drums, and my speciality is backgammon.
At home, I am the best at backgammon in the family. Even my grandfather who loves playing chess cannot compare to me! In the summer camp I attended, I played backgammon with the instructors and students in the camp. Trying to beat them was like "Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake." I was "killed" in no more than three minutes. Stay, even if you have nine lives, there is nothing you can do.
My backgammon skills are self-taught. This skill is summed up through repeated failures and killings.
It really fits the saying: Experience is our best teacher, and failure is the mother of success!
In order to make my backgammon career more challenging, I deliberately found time to invite my grandfather, father and mother over, and asked them to form a team of three and myself to form a team, and stipulated that They had three chances to regret their move, but I didn't get one. The game started. I used the original "three oblique" tactic, that is, I placed three chess pieces diagonally in the middle of the board to attract the opponent's attention to both sides, and then formed my own chess surface into a nine-square grid. It was easy to win. There would be four consecutive pieces. After my parents regretted their move three times, I still won, and won three times in a row, winning the game!
Backgammon is a game that develops your brain and soothes your mood. Because backgammon has been integrated into my life.
This is my specialty - backgammon. I like playing chess. My Specialty Essay 500 Words Part 5
Everyone has their own specialties, such as painting, paper-cutting, making clay figurines... Of course, I am no exception. My speciality is singing.
When I was in second grade, I couldn’t distinguish between high and low notes, and my singing was always out of tune. It wasn't until the fourth grade that I found that my voice was getting better and better.
Later, I went to the off-campus activity center to learn skills from a teacher. When I came here for the first time, I was extremely excited. The teacher saw me and asked me to sing a song. I was a little shy, so I walked timidly in front of the teacher and sang in a low voice. As soon as I sang, I got into the mood. When the song started, my shyness disappeared.
After I finished singing the song, the teacher clapped his hands and praised me for singing well and saying that I was a good talent. From then on, I followed the teacher to study hard. I have made rapid progress and my singing is getting better. My teachers and classmates all say that I can be a singer when I grow up.
Singing brings me endless fun. Whenever I am idle and bored, I will sing. Singing makes me full of confidence in life, and singing accompanies me to grow. Lyrical songs as soft as water will gradually calm down my mood. When I'm scared, I think of "Dear Child"; when I cry, I can't help but sing "Tears of the North Star"; when I fail, I think of "Invisible Wings"; and... music is always with me. Holding me.
I like singing, it is an indispensable part of my life. Singing gives me strength, singing gives me courage, and singing gives me happiness. I hope that like everyone says, I will be a singer when I grow up. My Specialty Essay 500 Words Part 6
Confucius said: "Those who know are not as good as those who are good at it, and those who are good at it are not as good as those who are happy." Einstein once said: "Interest is the best teacher." My interest guided me like a tour guide, leading me to the path of painting.
There are many kinds of painting: animation, oil painting, Chinese painting... I started in the first grade, animation for two years, and Chinese painting for a few more years. Before I knew it, I was in the sixth grade, and I also learned painting. After four or five years of practice, I have gradually become more comfortable with the brush. Like ordinary flowers, plants and trees, to me they are "running freely" and "extremely easy".
I have been painting for several years, and it’s time to take the grade exam. During the exam, I drew a picture of peonies, with heavy makeup and light elegance, and the strokes of my brushstrokes were all wrong. But when I got to the green leaves, I took an ink pen, swung the pen, and a "black leaf" appeared. I quickly covered it with green. In order to suppress the green, I added half a leaf of color, but it made a mess. Later, I learned that there are ink leaves in Chinese paintings. Naturally, I only passed Level 2 in the exam. That day, I was depressed and my head was hanging all day long. But there will always be difficulties, which is in line with the old saying, "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."
In recent days, a friend of mine caused a wave of calligraphy craze in the class. At first, it only inspired a few people, but later, it spread to the whole class. Because I can draw with a brush, every time the ink is put on the paper, there will always be cheers. At that time, my heart was as sweet as honey.
Painting guided me and made me fall in love with art. It also helped me develop the good quality of not being arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat.