I have bright eyes, black hair and a glib tongue. My parents say I am a quiet child, but I am very brave in the face of difficulties and setbacks. By learning to swim, I learned a truth, just like the old horse in Washington said-courage is a person's light in adversity!
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Last summer vacation, I pestered my father to teach me to swim because I envied those children to swim freely in the water. As soon as I got to the swimming pool, I was frightened by the green water. I thought, how deep is the water? Jump!
Will you drown if you go down? But it occurred to me that even children younger than me can swim, but I can't. With this in mind, I had an indomitable idea and made up my mind to learn to swim.
I've been practicing all day according to my father's method, but I'm sore and weak all over, and I haven't found a feeling yet. It seems that learning to swim is really not an easy task, and I begin to doubt whether I can learn to swim. Suddenly, I thought, I can't give up, because this is my own choice after all. I want to finish what I started, and I am still a brave child!
I plucked up my courage and only heard a plop. I jumped into the swimming pool. My brain is blank. I just feel light and have struggled for a long time. I couldn't stand up, I couldn't float, and I choked a few times. My eyes hurt and my nose hurts. I quickly shouted: "Dad, come and save me!" "
As a matter of fact, my father is with me. My father hugged me and said, "To learn swimming, we should pay attention to the coordination of breathing, paddling and leg movements." Leg movements account for 70% of the whole swimming movements. If you want to learn to swim, you must do your leg movements well, and the speed should be fast and meet the requirements. But you must be patient, experience it slowly and find the feeling. "
"Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb." A month passed, and I finally learned to swim. At that time, I was happy beyond description. It's worthwhile to suffer more and feel more tired.
I am a brave child. I am a brave child.
"ah! Dog! " I only heard a child screaming outside. I hurried out and saw a rhubarb dog coming towards the child. The child was so scared that he was at a loss and stepped back step by step. This dog is very big, almost half as tall as me. The child retreated to the corner step by step, only to see the yellow dog approaching the child step by step, "Ah!" "The child screamed, his hands and feet trembled, and his face was as white as a sheet of paper.
I paused, looked at the child and felt some sympathy for him. I really wanted to help him. But look at that fierce big dog again, and I can't help feeling weak. You know, I'm afraid of this kind of dog, too! I thought to myself: forget it, forget it. If I used to help this child with such a fierce dog, wouldn't it be more troublesome to be bitten by this dog? It's not my fault not to help him anyway! I'm afraid of dogs myself! Suddenly I remembered the story our teacher told us, in which a man drowned to save a drowning child. I thought to myself: other people have lost their lives to save lives. What if I help the child get the dog away? Go for it!
I got up the courage to walk to the child. I saw that the dog and the boy were only one step away. At this critical moment, I rushed between the child and the dog and stopped the dog. The dog saw that I was not afraid of it and had to leave in despair. "Hoo!" I breathed a sigh of relief, and my face was already sweating. I turned to the child and said, "The dog is gone!" The boy sighed and smiled and said to me, "Thank you!" " "My face is filled with a smile of victory, and my pounding heart has calmed down. Ah! I am a brave child!
I am a brave child. One thing: I am a brave child. What kind of child am I? Mother said I was a careless child.
But I think I am a brave child. Don't believe it? Look at this thing below! Every summer vacation, I will roller-skate in the square in front of the contemporary mall.
Every time I see my roller skates, I think of when I first started to learn roller skating. At that time, I saw many people skating freely, and I really wanted to be like them.
So, I said to my mother: I want to roller skate, too, and I want to be like them! ""really? " Mom asked incredulously. I answered affirmatively: "Well! I really want to roller skate! "That day, my mother bought me a pair of roller skates.
I happily put on roller skates and began to learn to skate. But as soon as I stood up, the soles of my feet seemed to be oiled, as if they were not my own feet.
Swing your body east and west; Only with the help of adults can I stand firm. Under the guidance of the teacher, I can stand on my own feet.
Let's go ahead like walking. However, it takes several steps to fall.
I didn't expect roller skating to be so difficult! I came back from a walk and sat next to my mother. I really want to quit studying. However, my answer to my mother reminds me that I must not give up! Face it bravely.
I am a brave child. Look at that white photo, the border is square, and there is an image on it, which is an injection.
I remember when I was in the first grade, my mother took me for vaccination. That day, my mother took me for an injection at 8 o'clock in the morning.
I saw that the injection room was green, with the words "Xixi Health Center" written on it, and the words were red! After reading these, my mother led me in. When I entered, I saw many doctors busy giving injections to adults and children. I heard several little girls and boys shouting "Oh, it hurts!" At the moment when the doctor knocked out the needle. Hearing this voice, I can't help but be afraid. I was wondering if it would hurt.
My mother led me into the injection room. As soon as I entered, I saw a small room with many white syringes and thermometers. It's my turn I saw a white syringe in the doctor's hand, which was full of black and purple medicine, shining in the light. At this time, the doctor poked my arm with a syringe. At the moment I poked it in my hand, I felt a little pain. I gritted my teeth and didn't let my tears flow. When the doctor pushed the potion into my arm, I saw the dark purple potion slowly pushing into my arm. After pushing, the doctor gave me a white cotton swab to stop the bleeding. ...
After the injection, I walked home slowly. On the way, my mother hugged me and praised me as a brave child.
Are you satisfied with my answer? Hope to adopt, thank you!
6. Write a composition. I am a strong and brave child. In the eyes of others, I am a very quiet girl. Actually, I'm brave.
I remember that day, my mother visited Aunt Chen's house. I'm the only one left at home. Don't say it. It's still scary.
When I was doing my homework, the rumble of thunder made me fidget. I regret not going with my mother. I regard the shadow of the big tree on the balcony as a servant's thing, and always feel that my home is like a dark desert, and I walk alone in it. Suddenly, footsteps and some strange sounds came from the stairs. I felt a little scared and thought, "Are there any bad guys? It won't be to arrest me! " I paused and the doorbell rang. I got up the courage to open the door. It turned out that the neighbor's little sister returned the book. The strange sound is the sound of turning pages. What a fuss. I really want my little sister to come to my house to accompany me, but I think, "I am such a big man, and my little sister is alone at home." She is not afraid, why should I be afraid! " So I went back to my room and did my homework quietly.
When I finished my homework, it was getting dark and the thunder was getting louder and louder. Although it is morning, the sky is as dark as night. The doorbell rang again, and I reached for it. It's my little sister downstairs again, coming to my house in fear. So I can't be afraid, I must be strong. I encouraged my little sister: "Don't be afraid, it's just raining. How can there be a rainbow without rain? " I stayed in the room with my little sister and seemed to forget about the rain.
In the evening, my mother came back. When I told my mother about today, she immediately burst into laughter, but she also praised me a few words. Hey, what's there to be afraid of when it rains? I am even more scared when I am alone at home.
Anyway, I am really brave!
7. I am a brave boy. I write a 400-word composition on the topic. I studied calligraphy. Everyone has his own specialty, some are born, some are cultivated from special classes, and my specialty was learned after some hard training.
When I was about to enter the fifth grade, my parents worried that my posture was not correct and my handwriting was crooked, so they sent me to an art school to study calligraphy. The teacher who teaches me calligraphy is a very humorous person. He often encourages me. I made up my mind that I must learn calligraphy well. From then on, I began to study calligraphy seriously. Whether it is scorching sun or pouring rain, I have never missed a class.
Is that my calligraphy will improve day by day. I remember it was an unforgettable Tuesday. It was a gray day, with no cool breeze blowing off branches and leaves, and loess everywhere-it was going to rain.
Sure enough, in a short time, the pouring rain poured down, which was overwhelming. My parents advised me not to go, but I didn't change my intention to learn calligraphy at all. I took my rain gear and rushed into the heavy rain.
Few people came, but I don't regret it-because today, my calligraphy has reached a higher level. Learning calligraphy requires not only going to the meeting place, but also making more efforts in practice.
Every class, whether it's practice or explanation, I won't feel bored. Every time, I will listen carefully and write meticulously. After class, the students played chess in groups, but I didn't join them. The smooth floor reflects my hard work.
Of course, it is not enough to study hard at school. You can also see me practicing hard at home. Keep practicing for a period of time every day, and look at your calligraphy, daily growing. My heart is sweeter than honey.
My contribution was not in vain. My handwriting is not as bad as before, and my posture is not crooked. Learning calligraphy taught me that as long as I pay, I will get it. As long as we persist, after the storm, there are rainbow of victory everywhere.