My first topic composition 1 My deskmate's name is Wang Xin. He is studious and knowledgeable, and is deeply loved by teachers and classmates.
Because I love reading, my eyesight is seriously declining. I put on "glass bottle bottom" glasses in the fourth grade. It is precisely because of this that everyone calls him "Four Eyes". But Wang Xin disagreed and said with a smile, "Only wearing glasses can show my knowledge." Hearing this, everyone has nothing to say.
At first, I thought he was a "bookworm", who could only read books and could not learn to use them. Once, the teacher worked out a difficult math problem. After thinking for a moment, I immediately wrote down the answer. Looking at my deskmate's hard work and exhaustion, I am secretly complacent. But it didn't take long for Wang Xin to finish the question quickly, only to see the teacher put a big tick in his exercise book and a big cross in mine. After the teacher analyzed the problem, I really admired my deskmate. After that, I no longer think he is a "bookworm".
One day, he invited me to his house to play. The bookshelves in his study are filled with all kinds of literature and history books, such as Zi Tongzhi Sword, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Hemingway Anthology and so on. What is particularly striking is the calligraphy works hanging on the wall. He also cheerfully spread a piece of rice paper on the wide table. He said to me while carefully grinding ink repeatedly: "sharpening the knife does not miss the woodcutter." To write well, grinding ink is a patient job. " Then, he absorbed himself in writing one by one, with thick and thin words, thin and powerful, vigorous and straight. I was just about to praise his calligraphy when I saw him writing the word "Bo" without saying a word. After writing for ten times, he put down his pen and raised his head. He was surprised to find me standing next to him as if I were an unexpected guest. Embarrassed, he quickly explained that "practicing calligraphy can sharpen people's attention" and encouraged me to say, "You are smarter than me. If you can overcome your carelessness, your academic performance will definitely surpass mine. " I can't believe that I can get his encouragement when I appreciate his wonderful calligraphy.
Since then, I have worshipped my deskmate as a teacher and often asked him how to write some fonts. After more than half a year's hard work, I gradually developed a good habit of being patient and meticulous. Wang Xin won the gold medal in the whole school calligraphy competition. Although I was not admitted to Sun Shan, I won the first place in the final exam.
My first topic composition 2 There is a wonderful thing in the world called ideal. It is the most precious thing that God has given us, hidden in everyone's heart. It urges everyone to encounter setbacks and failures from the first contact, and then succeed through hard work. But my ideal urges me to become an ordinary person.
When I was a child, the first art class in kindergarten made me realize another wonderful thing in the world-color. A touch of gorgeous color in that painting, like magic, melted in my childish mind. From then on, I decided to be a painter. However, with the passage of time, this elusive ideal gradually became naive and ridiculous in my eyes, and so did others. Since then, the painter's ideal has gradually disappeared from my mind dictionary.
I don't know when, I seem to have a little interest in the profession of teachers, and I think this profession is sacred and beautiful. Because teachers are engineers of the soul, they can give children endless knowledge and help them solve many problems in life. However, if you think about your academic performance and attitude, I'm afraid it's out of touch with the profession of teachers. How can you be qualified to be a teacher if you can't solve your own learning problems well?
I know I'm not as good as a writer, so I can't write any excellent articles. I know I don't have a beautiful voice like a singer, so I don't expect many people to appreciate my voice; I know I don't have the constant inspiration and dexterous hands of a designer, so I won't design any beautiful works. In a word, I am not a versatile person, nor a person with a family background. So, I just want to be an ordinary person.
So what if you get so much fame and fortune? It won't go up in smoke in the end. Whether these things exist or not is just a passing sight. Some people may say that I am weak, yes, I admit that I am weak, because I am too tired to compete for fame and fortune. Therefore, I am willing to be an ordinary person, do whatever I want and be free.
I have changed my deskmate countless times since I went to school, but what impressed me the most is the perfect deskmate now.
I compare him to "perfect" because he has many bright spots. In learning, he is very persistent, even if he doesn't understand small questions, he will "ask why". There is always a saying on his lips: "I must make this question clear today!" " "It seems that he won't go home if he doesn't understand this problem. So I can often hear his curious question in class: "Teacher, why is this?" "I think it is because of his persistence that his grades have always been among the best.
My deskmate not only gets good grades, but also has a "gentleman" demeanor. Once in an activity class, the teacher's voice just fell, "Free activities now!" I saw the whole class crowded to the door, but because the crowd was too crowded, the students were blocked at the door. At this time, there was a voice from the crowd: "Girls first, boys pull over!" After that, the boys were scolded by "malicious stars". When I looked back, it was my deskmate who said this. But he still stubbornly shouted: "Girls first, boys pull over! "On another occasion, the teacher assigned us labor tasks in the classroom. When the teacher just said, "Who will clean the stairs?" The class was immediately silent. At this time, my deskmate immediately stood up and said, "I'm going to clean the stairs." "In the process of cleaning, he also joked with the boys next to him from time to time, saying,' Do dirty work, boys give priority, girls pull over. "
But my "perfect" deskmate always treats his stationery as a "snack", and the pencil becomes a bare stick under the "baptism" of his saliva. Iron ruler has been rusty in the "intimate contact" with his teeth. His eraser is even more unlucky, and it has already been riddled with holes.
But "no one is perfect, and gold is not enough", all his advantages and disadvantages left a deep impression on me.
This is my perfect deskmate.
In fact, I don't feel anything about senior one, just like when I left my hometown where I lived for many years, I didn't bring a tear. So watching others miss their hometown, I am just indifferent.
But I still remember it deeply. After all, it is a regrettable ending of my dream for many years. I remember that summer, I sat in my room and kept thinking about my first day. It's exciting to finally leave my parents.
It was also that summer that I learned to ride a bike, although it was difficult. Shuttling through the streets in extreme fear, the harsh bell kept ringing. The clothes people wear are still so colorful, but they have changed from slowly appreciating to passing clouds, and their minds are always blank. It was then that I began to listen to the radio hosted by the announcer with beautiful voice and ugly appearance, and listened to new songs that I never cared about before.
But I hate the sensitive word "before" after all. In my dictionary, the definition of "before" is only a comparison made by adults after doing something wrong, and it won't attract my attention.
There was a time when I felt deeply about "such depravity", just like the feeling that my heart suddenly sank after quarreling with my mother every day. It is so complicated that it is beyond my imagination that everything is gray. When I want to laugh, I find that the muscles on my face can't be lifted. When I lift them, I get tired and take the first step. As a result, the "smile on the face" that often appears in the article really happened, but in different places.
After that terrible summer, I finally entered the first grade. Later facts proved that it was wrong to use "finally". First day? The first time I came on stage, I was too nervous to speak, so I said a few words in a hurry. The first time I was disgusted with my teacher, I thought of why he didn't like to joke. Losing the first election, I have a deep remorse for myself; I yelled at my classmates for the first time to vent my frustration. The first day, it was blacked out in my heart. One after another "snitch" students proudly dangled in front of my eyes. A nickname adds half an hour to a classmate's basic study, which is ridiculous, even though I don't belong to that column. No one understands what I really think, because everyone has their own secrets.
As of this writing, it is only a few days before the start of the second day of junior high school, and I suddenly want to face it well and face it with a new look. I hope so.
My first composition is a ruler. Huang Jie and I are connected. Since the first grade, we have been inseparable partners. We have never quarreled with each other. It is especially good that we help each other.
Huang Jie is a lonely child, but he is handsome: his hair is very special and silver-gray; The bangs are combed diagonally to the right, and the silver hair of the ear is matched with a purple orchid earring. Don't mention how handsome.
Once in the mid-term exam, I didn't bring my ruler, and I thought: It must be too late to buy it now. What should I do? I am so anxious that I am about to cry. At this moment, Huang Jie came over and asked, "What's the matter, jathyapple? Tell me anything. " He looked at me like an ant on hot bricks and ran back to his seat. I only heard a bang. I turned my head and saw that I didn't know when Huang Jie was holding two truncated plastic rulers. I froze and thought: What a beautiful plastic ruler! How is this possible ~ I suddenly yelled at the image of a lady: "Hey! Huang Jie! Isn't this the heart-shaped plastic ruler you just bought yesterday? What's wrong with having money? Can you spoil things with money? " I wanted to scold again, but I was shocked by his next move. He came over and thrust a plastic ruler into my hand. I stared at him quietly, not knowing what to say. He smiled and said casually, "Here, use it quickly. There is nothing to be polite between classmates. Come to me if you have any trouble in the future. " I held the plastic ruler tightly and looked at his distant back.
After the exam, I returned the plastic ruler to Huang Jie, but he said, "It's no use giving it to me. It's ugly to tape it. If you don't think it looks good, I can give you another one. " I was completely moved, and tears were rolling in my eyes. At this moment, I really want to hold him and cry, but I can't. I can only dry my tears.
After school, I took out the plastic ruler again and wanted to treat it as a treasure, because it is not just a plastic ruler, it also connects our friendship, my friendship with Huang Jie on a summer night.
My first topic composition 6 I have many good friends, including Li Hewen at school; There are neighbors like Huang Jue at home. They are all my very good friends. But my closest friend is not them, but a pot of "aloe" on my desk.
To tell the truth, I'm not sure it's called "aloe", but my parents call it that, and I follow suit. I named it Mibu Mibao, which is the name of Neville's plant in Harry Potter.
Mibu Mibao has thirteen leaves, which are very long, from thick to thin, each leaf is dark green, and the edges of the leaves are neatly arranged with small white thorns, which are the same length and a little transparent. Looking down from above, it looks like a big dark green flower. Mibu Mi Bao is planted in a small round basin, red and white. If you dump the soil inside and add the handle, you can pour the water.
It was six months ago, my mother and I went to the flower and bird market to buy flowers. As soon as I entered the flower and bird market, I was attracted by Mibu Mi Bao-I fell in love with Mibu Mi Bao at first sight. So I begged my mother to buy it for me, but my mother wanted to buy flowers, so she never agreed. I have been begging around my mother in the flower and bird market. My mother was bored and agreed.
Since I bought Mimi Bao, the first thing to do after school every day is to see Mimi Bao. Look carefully, from bottom to top, from left to right, bit by bit, I have seen almost every thorn on Mi Bu Mi Bao's leaves. As long as I see a little yellow, I will carefully cut it off with scissors. After taking good care of me, I sat at my desk with Mimi Bao in both hands, telling Mimi Bao the interesting things, happy things, angry things and sad things of the day … as if Mimi Bao was a person and my bosom friend.
Mimi Bao is quiet. It never interrupts me when I talk to it. I just need a friend who can patiently listen to my nagging and tell me what's on my mind, otherwise everything will be under pressure and my mind will not adapt.
My closest friend is the one who tells it everything and won't reveal my secret.
My junior high school is the second running line in my life, the midpoint from children to youth, and the first step towards society. Whether I can get into a good middle school or a good university in the future depends on my good grades in middle school. Of course, whether the first grade is good or not can determine the quality of academic performance. My first life was happy.
In the first semester, there was a new Chinese teacher in our class. His surname is Guo, and his name is Chungen, a male teacher.
Teacher Guo is very humorous in class, and often makes everyone laugh, which greatly increases everyone's interest in learning and likes Teacher Guo's class very much. Sometimes the teacher will get into a "dead end", and he will point out the slightest mistake when it is clear that his classmates are wrong. Sometimes, he plays pranks. In class, he always asked the same classmate who didn't raise his hand to answer questions, which made everyone laugh and improved his interest and initiative in learning. Basically, every student is very serious in class. With his educational methods and one of my former funny classmates, it can be said that Mr. Guo's teaching has turned over.
I used to have a classmate named Guo, who was also a very interesting person. Every time he has a Chinese class, the questions he answers are unexpected and irrelevant, but they often make him laugh. With this "unconventional" spirit, students' learning efficiency has also improved a lot.
In the first semester, Mr. Guo talked about a text by Beethoven, a great musician. After the teacher finished writing this text, let the students turn to the page with Beethoven in front and ask us how we feel when we see this painting. Hearing this, the students raised their hands to answer. Some students said, "When I saw this painting, I thought Beethoven was great, because he was deaf and couldn't hear the sound, but he still kept writing with a notebook, which was very commendable." At this time, Guo's spirit of "not taking the ordinary road" was carried forward again. He said, "I think Beethoven is amazing because he can write while looking at the sky." This sentence makes everyone happy, and at the same time, the learning efficiency has come up again.
Life in grade one is really happy. I hope the second grade will be happier.
My first essay 8 went to school, and the teacher arranged a new deskmate named Zhao Xiaokang for me. This Zhao Xiaokang is not tall, with a small head and a pair of small eyes under his slender eyebrows. He looks like an honest man. At first, I thought he was honest and often approached him actively. But, gradually, I have a new view of him.
Sometimes, when I am still immersed in my homework after class, he will suddenly say to me, "Go out and play, and stop writing." I said to him, "Go and play by yourself. I don't have that much time to play with you." After listening to my words, he didn't seem to give up, so he began to take action, moving my pencil box for a while and pulling my book for a while. In short, I can't do my homework with peace of mind. If I still don't look at him, he will try his best to imitate the girl's accent. Don't say it. That's a brilliant move. It always makes me laugh, but he doesn't agree and continues to perform. Sometimes I suddenly punched him, but he still laughed and laughed in that tone, which made me laugh and cry. So I can see that he is funny and more glib. Because of this, my academic performance has also dropped. I really hate him, but I can't help it.
Sometimes after class, several of our classmates get together to talk about their primary school life. At this time, he would say, "My primary school is the top three in my class every year, and now I am still the third-class student in the county." He also said: "My sports performance is also the first in the school." The student asked him, "Then why can't you do it now?" He has nothing to say. In fact, his study in the class is only thirty or forty, not to mention the red board newspaper. It can be seen that he is still a boaster.
I really admire his skill. Therefore, my relationship with him has gradually alienated. My academic performance has also improved. I really hope he can become an honest man. However, as the saying goes, "A leopard cannot change his spots." I find it hard to change him.
My first topic composition 9 Time flies, the sun and the moon fly, and the happy and unforgettable first day of life passes quickly. Although this period of time was short, it left an indelible impression on me.
One Thursday afternoon, Yan Tian Yang, a hungry friend, was about to enjoy dinner, only to find that he forgot to bring chopsticks. She hurried to the canteen and brought a pair of disposable chopsticks. I immediately asked, "Did you get the chopsticks?" "Oh, I'm starving!" Say, yan opened the chopsticks. "Pa", I don't know if she used too much force or the quality of chopsticks was too poor. One of the chopsticks was broken in two, which made Yan very anxious. Look at that, it is obviously impossible to get another pair.
However, Yan is smart. After only two seconds, her eyes flashed with "the light of wisdom". He took out the stapler from his schoolbag and turned to me and said, "Lu Li, please help me with chopsticks." I folded the chopsticks that were broken into two pieces according to his meaning and sewed them face to face. He took a stapler, "crack! Hey! " Chopsticks have staples on both sides. "Is this what you eat?" I can't help asking "Well, not bad." He said that he also "enjoyed" chopsticks for a while, completely ignoring the eyes of his classmates who almost fainted, and then leisurely took the repaired chopsticks and began to eat.
The funnier thing happened at the end of the semester.
That day, I was sitting in my seat doing my homework when suddenly a classmate called out, "Ah! And Xiao Qiang. " The male students in the class immediately became active and asked again and again, "Where? Where is it? " "It's in that corner." They looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, there was a Xiao Qiang. The male students immediately gathered around and tried to kill it, while the female students hid aside and didn't even look.
Several male students aimed at Xiao Qiang and stepped on it together. Xiao Qiang was so cunning that he ran away when he saw something bad. As a result, several male students didn't step on it and almost fell too much together. Xiao Qiang has escaped again. No matter where it goes, a group of people follow it closely, and all kinds of "unique tricks" are used, but they can't hit it. Suddenly, Xiao Qiang disappeared. It turned out that he got into a small hole and couldn't get out. There's nothing we can do. The students returned to their seats one by one. The "war" of chasing Xiao Qiang not only failed to hit Xiao Qiang, but also several students knocked over their desks and chairs because they hit Xiao Qiang, and their skins were scraped. Oh, it's really bad.
I really enjoy my life in the first grade.
I have a deskmate. Her name is Li Ziting. "Huge" figure (just a little fat), white and ruddy face makes many girls envy, and she never wears anything to school except school uniform. I wrote about her because she has three admirable "unique skills". Do you want to know what the trick is? Then look down.
The first move: the lion roar.
She is the leader of this class. Usually when she hands in her homework on Friday, there are always a few people who don't write it. What would she do? Teach them gently? Or do you want to give them a copy of your homework seriously? If you think so, it's all wet. Like a small tree in the wind, she stood up straight, stared round, took a deep breath, and then began to show her martial arts "Lion Roar": "Qin Guang-hand in your homework quickly."
The second measure: lion roar+organ mouth
However, if you occasionally meet a few people who are immune to this lion roar, or you directly "confront" her, she will use the second trick, that is, the lion roar+organ mouth: "I didn't force you. The teacher assigned homework a few days ago. Why not write it on the same day? Well, even if you forget, why don't you write when you come to school the next day and see so many students struggling with pens? Do you want to disobey the teacher? Do you have no respect for teachers? Don't you know that you will be scolded by the teacher? If the teacher finally lets the parents suffer, what do you want? "
In the face of this peerless martial arts, even the Monkey King the Monkey King had to kneel down and shout "Your Majesty, please forgive me".
The third measure: reporting.
If the above two tricks are useless, then this trick is her killer, that is, a classmate who refuses to hand in his homework and resists him, immediately exaggerates his guilt and reports it to the "chief"-Teacher Yin. Then, the next thing, everyone can guess, right?
This is my deskmate, huh? Strange, why is there a chill behind me? At first glance, that' huge' body, rosy face, round eyes, my God, it's the' Queen', run!