The first composition 1 Do you have any experience in cooking? Now I know how to cook, because I have tried. But before that, I knew nothing about cooking. I didn't know how to cook anything before, and even the barely cooked dishes were chewy.
I remember the first time I cooked, I was very anxious: I threw the eggshell later; Put soy sauce for a while; Then add garlic, which makes me very painful. I don't know how to control the heat, and finally the whole plate was burnt black. I am very sad. At this moment, my father came into the kitchen and told me not to lose heart. He also taught me many ways to cook well, which I keep in mind, hoping to cook well one day.
As time goes on, I keep practicing cooking. One day, my father saw that my cooking was delicious and took a bite. Father told me that his insides were conquered by my food. My mother and sister are hungry, too. They wolfed down my hard-earned cooking and looked at their happy faces, which made me feel that it was worthwhile for me to study cooking hard.
With this successful cooking experience, I can't put it down. The kitchen is where I display my talents. My family eats with relish, which makes me forget the fatigue of cooking. I want to thank my father for teaching me many cooking methods, and now I can easily cook a series of delicious dishes. So do you want to make a dish that will make your index finger move? Look up to me and study hard, and success is just around the corner.
Under the guidance of my brother and the encouragement of my father, I learned to ride a bike. At that time, I was only seven.
One day, I followed my brother downstairs to ride a bike. I saw him move his bike out of the garage, sit on the chair seat again, put his feet on the pedal, and then pedal, riding as fast as an arrow. My mouth watered with envy, clamoring for my parents to buy me a bike, and my father had to agree. Because I was young, my father bought me a small bike, and I jumped with joy.
That afternoon, I asked my brother to teach me to ride a bike. As soon as I got downstairs, I immediately moved my beloved bike out of the garage and sat on the chair seat like my brother ... Ah! Before I came to my senses, the car crashed with a bang. I fell on all fours. Just then, my brother immediately ran to help me get up and said to me, "Why don't you try riding again after I taught you?" I blushed, lowered my head and thought, "It really serves me right." At this time, my brother told me the essentials of riding a bicycle step by step. I listened meticulously for fear of missing anything. Later, my father came and asked me, "What's the matter, you can't ride?" I said, "I will. If you don't believe me, I'll show you. " According to my brother, I really learned it as soon as I rode it. I am so happy that I jump around like a bear that has only eaten honey.
I finally learned to ride a bike.
Although riding a bike is very tiring, I have learned something that I can't learn from textbooks.
On the morning of the first topic composition 3, my mother pulled me out of my dream and shouted, "Get dressed at once, wash your face and brush your teeth, and get ready to go!" "Ok, where to go?" I was lying in bed as if I were still talking, and my mother said, "Of course, it was the Wolf Mountain in Xinning. Hurry up, the bus is leaving. " I immediately packed my new sportswear, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and took my mother's hand to the school gate. This mountain climbing trip was held in our class.
On the bus, the classmate sitting behind me is actually my good friend Yi. We sang and danced on the bus. Five hours later, the bus stopped and we got off one after another. "wow! It's like a fairyland here. " I can't help but say that I came to the entrance of the mountain and walked up the mountain hand in hand with Yi, humming a tune "It's so beautiful here." To my surprise, we reached the mountainside in a short time. Everyone took a break and moved on. We came to a ravine and walked up. It's really cold and dark. The guide chased after him and shouted, "If you can get through, it's the devil's corpse village. If you can't get through, it's the body of an angel. "
I kept going up, getting steeper and steeper. I finally climbed up, but my mother didn't see anyone, so I kept climbing, leaving her alone. "Great, I'm Devil's Village." I said to Yi, "One, two, one ..." I counted with her. After about 10 minutes, all of us climbed up and took some photos, so we went down the mountain and joined us by bus.
The first topic composition 4 What I remember most is the first cooking.
That day, I became a little chef, cooking for my parents! One dish I'm going to cook is scrambled eggs. Thinking about the way my mother usually cooks, I think cooking this dish is really a trivial matter. I picked up an egg like my mother and patted it on the edge of the bowl, huh? Why don't the eggs come out? My mother looked at me with a straight smile. She said, "How can you knock so lightly? Try harder. " Under the guidance of my mother, I finally knocked the egg into the bowl. I started to beat eggs. I picked up chopsticks and stirred them vigorously. Oh, my hands are so sour! At this time, my mother said, "Don't forget to put salt and water." I asked my mother inexplicably, "Mom, I know about salt, but why did you put water in it?" I made scrambled eggs. "Mom smiled and said," it's a secret. Add a little water to the egg mixture, so that the fried eggs will be softer and more delicious. "Oh, I see. The most critical time has come, and the eggs are going to be cooked. I poured some oil into the hot pot, and soon the oil became hot. I quickly poured the eggs in, and the water-like eggs suddenly turned into golden sunflowers. How beautiful! I quickly picked up a shovel and shoveled it up, and a fragrance got into my nose. I really want to have a bite first! " Out of the pot! "With the help of my mother, I put the eggs on the plate. Hehe, it smells good! I can't wait to invite my parents to taste it. They all gave me a thumbs-up after taking a bite. Yeah! It worked!
Today is my first time cooking. Although I am in a hurry, I am still very happy. I will learn to cook more dishes for everyone in the future!
The first question is composition 5. The needle-like rain falls from the endless sky and plunges into my heart. Holding back my tears, I trudged along a seemingly endless path, moving forward. ...
I walked into the examination room with my family's expectation for the first monthly exam of senior one. The students stared helplessly at the blackboard, waiting for the exam. I seem to have fifteen buckets in my heart. This nervous mood has been with me all day. The exam is over, we forget the troubles before the exam, get rid of the uneasy mood, we cheer, we shout.
However, I didn't expect the ending to be around me. On Friday, the results were announced, and my heart was in my throat. Now, there is silence in the classroom, and the air seems to have solidified. We listened carefully to the teacher's crisp voice, "Luo, Chinese ..." I was desperate. I looked down and came to the podium. When I touched the paper, my hands were shaking, as if I couldn't even hold it. When I saw the bright red X on the paper, my tears almost came out. I am embarrassed.
Going home on weekends, listening to the nagging from my ears, my head is getting bigger and bigger. I am ashamed to stay at home. I want to go back to school early. But I still have to study and find a job in the future. I can't give up. I can't live up to my parents' expectations. I have to pay the price for the failure of this exam. I want to sum up this exam well. Now eight words appear in my mind from time to time: preview, study, review and consolidate.
With the support and encouragement of my family, I recovered. I am no longer discouraged, keep marching towards the bright road of life and never look back.
The first composition 6 unforgettable "first time", what an attractive word. At the sight of it, those interesting scenes in the past, like twinkling stars in the sky, like a string of candied haws in the street, like waves in the river, emerge in front of my eyes from time to time.
How happy I am this morning. Look at the sky, the sun is like fire, and look at the trees, which are flourishing. After class, the English teacher came to us with a lot of papers and saw the teacher's happiness. I thought, "The teacher must be very happy because we did well in the exam."
In fact, it is impossible. The teacher stood on the podium, all smiles suddenly disappeared, she became very serious, and we were all a little scared. The teacher announced the English score: "60 points for Chen and 60 points for Wang Yingpu". I am in high spirits, but I am not within 60 points. The teacher added, "Liu Ao scored 97 points, Liu Shuo scored 99 points and Gao Song scored 92 points." No one scored 90 points. I think I must have taken the exam 100 this time. At this time, the teacher said, "Those who have passed the exam are finished." The teacher glared at me and frowned and said, "Wen Jiaxiang got 59 points." At this time, my heart is like a bullet, and my face is burning. Seeing my classmates staring at me, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground, but I thought to myself, "Why didn't I even let Wang Yingpu go?" Even he has passed! "
From then on, I stopped cheating in class, finished my homework seriously, recited words and read English sentences every day, and asked teachers or classmates questions that I couldn't do. I stopped playing after class and gradually got better and better grades. Finally, I won the second place in the final exam.
In this failure, I was inspired to do everything carefully, especially my study.
The first topic composition 7 In life, there are always many interesting things happening. Some people think the game is funny. Some people still find learning interesting, while others find practice interesting. This is the first time I like washing clothes.
This is a reminder. That day, I finished my homework and wanted to help my mother wash clothes. My mother agreed. I took my brother's sister into the bathroom to wash the dirty clothes.
I filled a big bowl of water, put light clothes in the bowl, poured a lot of washing powder, and sat on the bench with my sisters around my brother's basin. After waiting for a while, I put my hand into the basin and began to scrub hard. After a while, a small bubble dress expired. I looked at the foam and it burst at once. Water splashed on my sister's face. My angry sister spilled water on me. I don't know who hurt his brother by mistake. His brother also joined the war. Between us, ......
It's enough trouble. We started washing again. After washing for a while, I feel that the clothes are clean, and I will pour out the water in the basin according to my mother's instructions, and then take a basin of clean water to wash clothes. We washed it twice and laid it on the window to dry. But when my sister sneezed, she didn't take her clothes well and fell to the ground. So, our poor sister can only wash it again …
Ha ha! In order to fully embody the spirit of "sharing weal and woe", my brother and I decided to help my sister wash clothes. Because of the lack of clothes this time, we began to help our sister. My sister is very angry. She started playing with water again. At this moment, my mother stopped at once: "Look at you, you waste so much water without washing your clothes.". Stop washing. Don't wash. "
At this moment, we hurried to my room.
Haha, washing clothes is fun!
My mother likes coffee very much. Every time I watch her taste slowly, I think the coffee must be delicious, but my mother won't let me drink it, not even a bite. My mother said, "children can't drink coffee." I thought to myself: What's the taste of coffee? Do you really have to grow up to drink?
My parents took me to Suzhou during the winter vacation trip. In the evening, we visited Qili Shantang Street. It's raining and I feel a little cold. I see a Starbucks ahead. This antique building is in harmony with the style of the old street. I walked quickly into the house. Mother said, "I want a hot drink." "But this is a coffee shop," mom said. "Yes, I just want to drink hot coffee." At this time, the steaming coffee gives off an attractive aroma. I went to the service desk and asked, "Aunt, is there a rule that children can't drink?" Aunt said, "I can recommend you to drink a mild coffee, including mocha and latte." You can drink matcha coffee. "
Soon, my coffee will be ready. Green matcha and light brown coffee are mixed together, with a heart-shaped pattern and colored caramel sprinkled on it. Great! I gently stirred with a spoon and took a sip slowly. I first felt the taste of matcha, and then I felt a faint bitterness, a bit like chocolate, but not like it. Mom said: "You can feel the original taste of coffee with your heart, then add milk and sugar, and then savor it."
So, I tasted it again as my mother said, and found that coffee was bitter first and then sweet, and there was a faint aroma between my lips and teeth. It's like our life is bittersweet, and the two are one. This wonderful taste is deeply imprinted in my mind, and it is really hard to forget!
The first topic composition 9 There are many firsts in life, such as skating for the first time, swimming for the first time, playing ball for the first time … and my most unforgettable thing is riding a bike for the first time.
In the past, whenever I saw those students riding bicycles freely on the road and posing all kinds of cool shapes, I was envious and begged my mother to buy me a bicycle. After seven, seven, eight, nine days' request, my mother finally agreed and took the bike, so I went to study excitedly.
At first, I asked my mother to show me. I watched my mother pedaling her bike easily, and I thought, haha, this is so easy to learn, no wonder everyone rides a bike. Is that really the case? I just got on it, and before I pedaled twice, my bike fell to one side. I heard a bang, my bike fell to the side of the road and my leg was bleeding. I threw my bike aside angrily and said, "Hum, cycling is so difficult, I won't learn." "Don't do that." My mother came to persuade me: "failure is the mother of success, and persistence is victory!" " Come on, kid! "
With the encouragement of my mother, I started my learning journey again. My mother followed me and I rode forward slowly, faster and faster. At this moment, my mother shouted behind me, "Son, you can ride a bike already!" " "I looked back in confusion and saw that my mother was far away from me. I rode it alone. I was elated: "Great, I can finally ride a bike!" " "I saw the fancy movements of my friends riding bicycles, and I was eager to try. Who knows, as soon as the handlebar was lifted, I fell off the car because I couldn't grasp the balance, and I suddenly saw stars. When I woke up, I found myself lying in the hospital. However, although I broke my head, I still couldn't restrain my excitement. "Great, I can ride a bike, yeah!" "
From this ride, I learned a truth-persistence is victory.
After dinner on Saturday afternoon, I found my clothes a little dirty. My mother usually washes it for me. Today, I want my mother to have a rest.
When I say dry, take out the washing powder and put it in the water until it melts. After melting, I put my clothes in the water for a while. After soaking, I picked up my clothes, imitated my mother's appearance with my hands and wiped them rhythmically. First, I washed my collar. After washing, I went to wash my sleeves.
I almost finished washing clothes. I felt flattered when I picked it up and looked at the front, but when I turned it over, I didn't know who put my clothes on "this art", and now my clothes are all scribbled on it. I rubbed it hard, but it wouldn't come off.
What should I do? I'm like an ant on hot bricks. When I was in a hurry, I thought: The teacher said we should think calmly about everything, so I calmed down and thought. Before, the teacher said, "If you want to remove the ink from your clothes, just put some rice where there is ink and rub it hard, and the ink can be removed from you."
I hurried to the kitchen to get some rice, where I had to start rubbing ink on my body, and soon the ink body really left. My mother gave me a thumbs-up when she saw the clothes I washed by myself. He said, "My son, you are great!
I learned a truth from this. Whatever you need to calm down, this is how you solve this problem.
The first topic composition 1 1 What I remember most is cooking for the first time.
My mother asked me what I wanted to eat at noon that day, and I said I didn't know. Mom said there were tomatoes and eggs at home. Let's eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I happen to have nothing to do. I said I wanted to learn cooking from my mother. Mom agreed.
Mom said to get ready first. I first took two eggs, put them in a bowl, put some salt under the guidance of my mother, and stirred them evenly. Then, I washed another tomato and sliced it. Everything is ready.
All right! When the pot was on fire, my mother said, "The pot should be boiled before pouring oil. Pour oil if there is water. Oil will fly when it meets water. "
You'll burn yourself. "Listen to your mother, I carefully put the oil, my mother let me pour the eggs, I'm a little scared. Mother said: "When pouring eggs, you should slowly pour them into the oil pan while stirring, otherwise the salt in the eggs will remain at the bottom of the bowl and the salt will be uneven." "Some places will be too salty. Encouraged by my mother, I poured the eggs into the pot. When the eggs are in the pot, yellow bubbles appear around them, and a fragrance is sprayed out of the pot. " It smells good. "I couldn't help screaming. After my mother asked me to turn it over with a shovel several times, the eggs were scrambled.
Mother asked me to pour the cut tomatoes into the pot, add some salt, stir a few times, and then mix the tomatoes and eggs evenly after the tomatoes change color. Turn off the fire and bring out the pot. Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are ready.
It's the first time I'm learning to cook. Although I'm a little nervous, I'm proud to smell this good dish.
The first topic composition 12 Good evening!
Writing letters with a pen was something my mother did more than twenty years ago. You told me about it on the way to pick you up yesterday afternoon. Seriously, my mother is very happy to have such an excellent daughter as you! Although many times, because of my impatience, we quarreled constantly. This kind of "quarrel" is all about me yelling and cursing, but I never consider your feelings. Here I want to say to you sincerely: "I'm sorry!" " I also want to tell you something about study. ...
After reading this, I have been moved to tears. In my mother's eyes, I am so sensible and excellent. However, in life, I often contradict my mother and don't understand her good intentions. I feel very guilty about it. Now I can finally realize my mother's selfless maternal love: every morning, my mother is always the first to get up and prepare a hearty breakfast for me, but she eats a cold breakfast in a hurry to send me to school; When I get home at night, my tired mother not only has to do a lot of housework, but also checks my homework. I am really distressed to see more and more wrinkles around my mother's eyes. When participating in dance competitions and performances, my mother always sits under the stage and applauds me, which makes me full of motivation; When I proposed to lose weight, my mother was very supportive and worked hard with me. When I ... my mother gave me too much love and moved, it was really "endless"!
Ah, it turns out that maternal love is so ordinary and great, but I have been enjoying it unconsciously. Now, I finally feel my mother's warm love. I must become sensible in the future and let my mother worry less. Mom, my daughter will always love you!
The first topic composition 13 just finished English cram school a few days ago and decided to study with Mr. Smith.
As soon as I got up today, I shouted to my parents that I was going to study at Mr. Smith's house. Dad saw me studying so actively, so he drove me to the teacher's house.
No sooner had I opened the door than I saw a kind old man standing in front of me. Who is she? It turned out to be Mr. Smith.
As soon as I entered the door, I shouted, "Hello, Mr. Smith!" " "Hearing this, the teacher also said sweetly," Hello, Dad! ""I also saw a gorgeous house. Walking into the living room, an old man was writing pen calligraphy seriously. I thought to myself: He must be Grandpa Zhu Baiyue! So I shouted to my grandfather who was writing with a pen: "Hello, Grandpa Zhu!" " "ok!" Grandpa Zhu listened.
It's eight o'clock. Start class. Many students walked out of the room one after another. At this moment, I saw a familiar figure. I took a closer look, and it turned out to be Tong Qi. It is more pleasant than anything to see old friends again.
At this time, Mr. Smith began to introduce me to you: "Today, a new classmate came to our class. His name is Jiang. "He is excellent. Why? Because Jiang is the vice monitor of the English cram school. Isn't his impressive achievements an example for all of us to learn from? ……"
As soon as I spoke, I was taken to another room. The teacher said, "Why don't you write an article first and show me your writing style?" ? Just write that you come to my house to play today! "
"okay! I work hard! " I swear.
Then, I picked up a pen and wrote "shua shua ...".
The first topic composition 14 holding the injured bird in my hand, I can do nothing but cry. This bird's life is really bitter.
Today, my brother and I were playing in the Woods, but our Doudou, the name of a lovely puppy, usually bounced behind us, but now it is acting abnormally and excited: I saw it swishing in front of us, barking at a short but leafy little tree and jumping up. What happened to it? My brother and I are strange. We look in its direction: a lovely bird? Why doesn't it fly? What happened to it? With questions, we carefully wrote it down. When I got home, I checked it carefully. This is a flying bird with blood under its wings. How did it get hurt? I quickly called my father to help me with my treatment, but my father said, "This bird fell from the sky, its wings were broken and its mouth was bleeding. I'm afraid it can't be saved. " I am sorry to see it tilt its head helplessly and cry feebly. Poor bird, how can I help you? How can I relieve your pain? I brought a ball of cotton and a small box, made a soft and warm nest for it, and gently put the bird in it. Since I can't save it, I will try my best to alleviate its pain before it dies. Unexpectedly, as soon as I got dressed, my naughty Xiaohua Mall jumped up with a meow and the birds screamed. I quickly drove the kitten away and picked up the bird. It was still bitten off by a kitten and its head hung feebly. My eyes are closed when I look at it.
I can't stop crying and regret taking it home. If I hadn't brought it home, it wouldn't have died so quickly. Birds are our friends. I hope everyone will take good care of birds, and don't see them hurt again, and no one will shoot them again.
Today, I took the train with my parents. I have been on a plane, a car, a bicycle, a tricycle, a ship, but not a bullet train. I heard that taking a bullet train is similar to flying, that is, the plane flies in the sky and the bullet train drives on the ground, which is very fast! I am looking forward to it!
Dad bought a ticket from Linhai to Wenzhou at D 5551141. When I arrived at the railway station, I couldn't wait to run to the ticket check-in, but the ticket check-in hadn't started yet, so I had to wait for a while. Suddenly, I heard a whoosh and ran outside. I saw a train as long as a little dragon galloping by. After a second or two, the train disappeared. I was shocked and said, "It's incredible!"
Finally, we started to check in. The ticket inspector told us to put the tickets in the machine. I put it in at once. The green light on the instrument has passed. I ran to platform 2 and stood there waiting. The station staff told us that it depends on which train and which train the ticket is. If it's 0 1, it's car 1, and we have to stand on the ground of the platform marked 1. We are 08 bus 0 18. We need to find a place marked with 8 on the ground to wait for the bus, and the train will stop accurately. Wait and wait, finally the bullet train "Harmony" came, and I jumped on the No.8 car.
After a while, the train started. I looked out of the window and a mountain appeared in front of my eyes. In a second, it becomes another kind of scenery, a flowing stream, and then a field ... you can imagine how fast the train is! A glass of water on the table is very stable. You can imagine how stable the train is! The seat is comfortable, and the small table board in front of the seat can be put down at will. I said to my mother, "The seats on the plane are very narrow, so wear seat belts." You can walk freely on the train. I didn't expect it to be much more comfortable by train than by plane! "