The first kind of beginning: I am a very ordinary pupil. I look very ordinary and my name is also very ordinary. My name is Zhang Ping.
The second beginning: My scientific name is Zhang Ping. What does this mean? Maybe mom and dad want me to be safe all my life!
The third start: You can find me in the first seat of the first group of Class 4 (2) in Pingmen Primary School. My name is Zhang Ping.
2. My two beginnings.
The first kind of beginning: lack of patience in everything, which is said to be inherited from the father.
The second start: in my family, if you want to talk about me, my father will definitely tell you my nickname: "Inquire."
3. Two beginnings of "self-portrait"
The first beginning: small eyes, light eyebrows, black panel and short hair, this is what I look like.
The second beginning: If you want to find me in the class, it's easy, just find the fattest person-I have the reputation of "sumo wrestlers" in the class!
4. Tomorrow's My Three Beginnings
The first kind of beginning: On a beautiful summer night, I sat quietly on the balcony and thought: What will I look like tomorrow?
The second beginning: if time flies, it has been twenty years, what will I look like at that time?
The third start:120th floor building, spacious office, oversized desk. A person is busy nervously. He gave instructions to his subordinates for a while, and then quickly wrote something on the paper ... This person is none other than me tomorrow, me twenty years later!
5. Three beginnings of "I am the master today"
The first kind of start: on Saturday, as soon as I finished breakfast, I loudly announced to the whole family: "Today is my call!" " "
The second start: My parents are going to other places this weekend, leaving my brother and me at home. My father said to me privately, "after we leave, this home will be yours." You can do it! " "After hearing his father's words, I nodded firmly.
The third start: in order to exercise my ability, my parents decided to let me be a home and leave all the big and small things of the day to me. I almost jumped for joy!
About the beginning of my composition, I am alone.
I am not a perfect boy, but I have my own unique advantages. My nickname is warm-hearted.
Speaking of which, my enthusiasm is really strong. Compared with those who have made great contributions, it is like a boat in the sea, which is very small.
One early summer afternoon, my friends and I were playing basketball. I am the main force of our team, and all my players are my apprentices. During our training, many junior children often come to learn our basketball skills. When I was dunking, I saw a child being bullied by a teenager and asked him for money. My team members knew I was going to take care of it, so they stood in my way, but I rushed over to take the teenager's money and return it to the robbed child. The boy seemed afraid of me, so he left without hesitation.
I am not only warm-hearted, but also a good boy with both talents and looks.
My grades have always been among the best, and I am currently the group leader. Although I am not a big official, I am very satisfied. The teacher often praises me as his good helper.
I am a stronger person.
When I was ten, my parents divorced. I still can't forget the scene. No matter how hard I begged, they always decided to divorce. Now I'm with my mother. My dad won't even give me 2000 yuan a year in support. His salary of 3500 a month is cruel. But I have always been an optimistic life. Teachers and classmates all say that I am a' sunshine boy' in Class Two, Grade Six.
I am a good man!
At the beginning of my composition, I read a sentence: "My mind is full of poems and books." Yes, as long as people love books, their temperament will unconsciously "Hua". Books are also my favorite. I like books as much as gorgeous curtains.
I love books, and I love reading more. Because books will enrich our knowledge, improve our life, enrich our temperament and harmonize our society. The ancients said, "Books are especially medicines. Good reading can cure fools." A dull person will become smart by reading, and a smart person will become smart by reading. I love reading because of my study and life.
There are many kinds of books. My favorite books are popular science books, fairy tales books and philosophy books. I love reading popular science books and will be ecstatic to introduce them one by one. Groups of data have entered a field full of science. Just like Shen Fu wandering in the mountains when he was a child. I read popular science books and I am fascinated by them. I often read them hungrily regardless of time and place. No matter who I am, I can't interrupt my idea of reading. Once, my father and I went to the bookstore to buy a dictionary. After buying, my father and I went to the popular science area. I found an astronomical story and couldn't wait to take out the book and read it with relish. Dad found a new book and called me over. Called me several times, but I didn't hear it. So, my father came to pull me, and I realized that I was too fascinated.
Although I am a junior high school student, I still love interesting and reasonable fairy tales. Although they are "outdated" books, reading them not only makes me feel interesting, but also reminds me of my childhood. I once watched Cat Fishing and was amused by the kitten's action of "catching butterflies for a while and dragonflies for a while". I also remembered that I had done such a ridiculous thing when I was a child and laughed.
For philosophical novels, I am more interested in the plot. I studied philosophy more seriously and learned a lot from it.
This is me who loves reading. I hope that "if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will show itself." I hope to "read thousands of books and write like a god." I hope "there are poems and books in my stomach"!
I like reading.
I was so careless. "Look at you, you only got 96 points in the exam. How many times have I told you, it's hard to check, but you're wrong when you know it. Get rid of your carelessness? " Mother is nagging me again.
I haven't had a good day since I had a careless "companion" My most careless thing is to take the math test. In class that day, Mr. Chen came into the classroom with a stack of test papers, handed them out for us to write down the class name and student number, and then made the test papers. I wrote the class and name, and made a test paper. When I saw the topic, I thought, I must get a hundred points for such a simple topic. I wrote wonderfully. I read the topic quickly and finished it in about 20 minutes. I checked it carefully twice and added it to << Morality and Society >> In the room, after more than ten minutes, ding zero zero, ding zero zero; The bell rang. I thought Mr. Chen was going to roll it up, but I didn't expect Mr. Chen to ask, "Is there anyone who hasn't finished eating?" I thought: there must be none, so it is impossible for someone to finish such a simple test paper. But I was wrong again. Some hands were up. Teacher Chen told them to do it quickly. After about five minutes, Mr. Chen shouted, "The math team leader got up to collect the papers!" " When the math team leader received me, I took someone else's paper. Suddenly, I froze. I made a mistake. This mistake doesn't matter, but my score will be finished, and four points will be deducted for that question!
I want to get rid of careless "companionship" as soon as possible, otherwise my ears and eardrums will suffer with me!
The wonderful beginning of writing a composition, recalling the thing that made me * *, is still fresh in my memory. My mind was like being thrown into a stone lake, which caused ripples. ...
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The wonderful beginning of maternal love composition The greatest love in the world is maternal love.
In retrospect, we grew from a tiny cell to a human form, and every blood vessel and every inch of bone depended on the irrigation and nourishment of our mother's blood.
For the sake of the baby's health and intelligence, the mother is very careful when sitting and lying. Because mother regards us as a part of her life, the fruit and extension of life.
For our normal development, she can overcome all desires and bear all pains. Day after day, I finally survived the torture of pregnancy in October, and what was waiting for my mother was the torture of childbirth. However, the first cry of the little life made the mother's extremely nervous and tired face bloom with a bright smile. It was the child's first call that brought her mother to a complicated and difficult world.
A mouthful of water, a mouthful of rice, a handful of excrement and a handful of urine. Teach us to speak word by word and help us learn to walk step by step. You and I, who just came to this world, may leave my mother's care and care at any time.
Mother is the best nurse when we are sick. Day and night, she waited carefully, observed her illness, was meticulous, sought medical advice, and was worried; My mother is the most patient teacher when we make mistakes. She inculcated and worked tirelessly, fearing that we would be influenced by secular, selfish and evil interests. Because we don't eat and talk, my mother is too lazy to talk and eats less. And every little progress we make will make my mother smile.
Think again, even if we are stupid, mother will never abandon us; No matter how ugly we are, we are as beautiful as a fairy in our mother's eyes. Even though we are not sensible, we have contradicted her and hurt her, but my mother's love for us remains unchanged.
No matter how much pain you caused her, she never complained. In the warm embrace of mother, our wings have hardened and our feathers have become plump. What greets us is a broad vision and a bright future. Waiting for my mother is sadness at parting and loneliness after parting. Which mother doesn't want her child to succeed, and which mother is willing to keep her child away from home. When we parted, my mother swallowed rolling tears, but what she gave us was a smiling reminder and instruction. Tears from fingers to heart can only be scattered in no one's place.
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother made clothes for her wayward son. She sewed it carefully and repaired it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his coming home. Son, in the package your mother gave you, in the letter your mother gave you, do you know how many heart-wrenching tears there are and how many beautiful blessings there are? Do you know how many sleepless nights and how many times my mother met you in her dreams because she missed you countless times?
Children, even if they travel all over Qian Shan, will never leave their mother's heart. You are like a kite. The farther you go, the tighter the long line tied to your mother's heart, and the higher your mother's heart hangs.
Son, you can take a closer look at your mother at the reunion, whether her eyes have lost their luster and whether her temples have added white hair.
Do you think she is your first teacher when you are in high spirits? It is maternal love that ignites your initial light of wisdom; When you are frustrated, have you ever thought that it is your mother's deep love that has healed the scars in your heart, made you regain the courage to move forward, and raised the sails of sailing? The journey of life is full of ups and downs. Motherly love sends us journey after journey until her hard work is exhausted and her kind eyes are closed forever.
There are thousands of mothers in Qian Qian in the world, but they have a common wish, that is, they want their children to be healthy, smart, kind and sincere; There are thousands of mothers in the world, but they all have one thing in common, that is, giving is rewarding and giving is free. The whole meaning of a mother is only two words, and that is dedication. No matter how filial a child is, he can't repay his mother's kindness. What we gave our mother was only a handful of dirt, but what she gave us was a mountain. What we gave our mother was a small river, and what she gave us was the sea of Wang Yang.
Mother is a book without words. She teaches us infinite love and how to give it. Mother is a silent song. She worked silently, composing wonderful music and spreading the true meaning of life. Mother nourishes the truth, goodness and beauty of the world and washes away the falsehood and ugliness of the world. Mother is an eternal fire, she will burn herself and light up the world. Without maternal love, the world will be dark.
Let us keep in mind the profoundness and unselfishness of our mother.
I really want to turn myself into a fire and warm my mother's heart; I really want to turn myself into a mountain and unload my mother's burden; I really want to turn myself into a clear spring, wash away my mother's fatigue and polish her bright eyes; I really want to cast myself into a piece of steel, build a bridge of hope for my mother, and let her cross the sea of suffering and move towards the light!
The wonderful beginning of the composition of the seaside begins with the composition of the sea.
I often like to walk by the sea alone. A person walks along the long coastline thoughtfully and without thinking. There is no time limit, no external interference, no distance limit, so I slowly walk in my colorful world.
In winter, on the beach in the afternoon in the north, the cold wind is slow and sparkling. At this time, the tide began to recede and the whole sea was silent. Sitting on a flat reef, the spray splashed on the face and flowed into the salty taste in the mouth. Seagulls flutter their wings and sing in a low voice. Their vigorous posture, brisk beat and whistling sound reverberate in the blue sea for a long time.
The sun hangs in the western sky and the sea is as calm as a mirror. At this point, my body has been completely integrated into the sea, and I am dreaming and wandering in the arms of the sea. And gradually drift away.
My hometown is beyond the sea. A path covered with fine sand, carrying me, spent a happy childhood and adolescence here. When I was a child, I liked the sea, too. I like bathing there, catching crabs, shooting oysters, playing hide-and-seek in the Woods on the beach, and there are a series of laughter on the vast sea.
I still clearly remember that the afternoon after the college entrance examination, our sister's photo was left on a reef called "Laokang". Young and cheerful, smiling. White seagulls, cheerful waves, blue sea water and chasing white clouds are all in this photo of less than half a foot. After taking a group photo, the six of us lined up on the soft beach, leaned our heads on the white sand, looked at the blue sky, relaxed our nerves for many days, and then relaxed. The caress of the sea breeze and the tenderness of the beach let us quietly enjoy the gift of nature. In this quiet atmosphere, everyone is thinking about his own heart. I don't know who sang a poem by Cui Hu in the Tang Dynasty, "Today last year, the peach blossoms set each other off. People don't know where to go, and peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. " A poem, to everyone's delight, picked up shells and wrote this romantic poem on the reef! Face life choices such as study and employment. Maybe from now on, we will live far apart and get together indefinitely. Every day in the future, will you still remember today's hearty laughter? Do you look at this yellowed photo every sleepless night and try to trace it back to its heyday? Will you still remember that beautiful poem on the reef on that sunny afternoon? How will we feel when we meet here one day after several years? What kind of joy will it be? ……
The wind blew and the sea began to rise. Looking at the hometown of Haitian intersection, I feel homesick. The sea, relatives, classmates, old houses, and the rock that once left poems, merged into a wave, surging in my heart. My parents, too late to say goodbye to me, have hurried to heaven; Six pure and beautiful sisters have blossomed everywhere and are about to step into the threshold of knowing destiny; The yard full of laughter has been deserted and the weeds are sad. The reefs that left lofty sentiments poems in those years have been razed to the ground, replaced by artificial breeding ponds, and people are changing. Only the singing of seagulls can let me find many marks of that year.
"The sea is dark as black and the waves splash like snow." At this point, the sea was silent again. I listened to the sound of the waves beating on the rocks, as if I heard them whispering. This is a gentle dialogue between waves and rocks. The spray is attached to the stability and massiness of the reef, and the reef admires the lightness and beauty of the spray. Waves often set off stormy waves and fall from the sky, which is the only way for waves to express their love for rocks. At this time, the heart can only be a flat boat, drifting in the peaks and valleys, in the peaks for a while and in the valleys for a while. In this rapid ups and downs, experience what is happiness and what is pain.
The sunset glow dyed the sky in the west red, and that ray of sunset glow sprinkled on the vast sea like a golden thread. At this point, Tom Zhang's "The Sea" came from the seaside hotel:
You slowly disappear from that distant seaside.
The blurred face gradually became clear.
I want to say something, but I don't know where to start.
Just keep it in your heart.
Walking on the beach blankly and watching the high tide.
Trying in vain to remember every spray.
I wanted to say love, but it was blown away by the wind.
Suddenly turn around and there you are.
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The wind sail in my hometown has already passed through the eyes of the rising tide. When the sea overflowed Cang Sang's face, it was the rhythm of Tang poetry and Song poetry that got wet, and only the days when one season drifted away were reserved. Things are complicated and changeable. Always inseparable from the feelings and poetry of the sea. Career, love, money, status ... When people are struggling to pursue these illusory things in this crowded city, the sea is still ebbing and flowing, and they are not tired. [At the beginning of the sea composition] Message with the article: What is failure? Nothing, just a step closer to success; What is success? That is, after all the roads leading to failure, there is only one road left, and that is the road to success.
The feeling of my composition: I feel the autumn wind, first frost, the wild goose flying north and south, who is drunk in the frost forest in the morning? Those trees that will lose their leaves in autumn are very reluctant to take off their flashy coats and put on warm four-season clothes for the earth. Small branches and thick branches can only be you.
The mid-term exam at the beginning of the composition "He is a Man" ended in our busy review. Good and bad, success and failure, happiness and sadness are all over. What we need to do now is to sum up seriously, reflect positively, adjust our mentality and decide the future. This mid-term exam not only gives us a chance to discover our own shortcomings, but also lets us know our true level. Pointed out the direction of our efforts! Examinations are like fishing. Every exam will find loopholes in fishing nets. After repeated repair and salvage, the fishing net woven by your knowledge and ability will be unbreakable in the senior high school entrance examination. In this mid-term exam, each of our students has gone through the baptism of failure, pain and success, and got the opportunity to hone, reflect and sublimate themselves, which is our greatest gain. It is gratifying to get a high score in the mid-term exam, because it is the crystallization of sweat in the past stage. But this achievement cannot represent everything, let alone the future. Success has its own joy of success, which is the driving force.