I like practicing calligraphy very much. I practice calligraphy at home every Saturday, so I always write well. I'll tell you a little secret. Don't tell anyone! I can write with a pencil and a pen, and I especially like practicing calligraphy.
I also have a bad place, that is, I love crying. As long as I cry, many people dare not provoke me. Once, a female classmate asked me to take part in her own coloring contest. I agreed happily, but I only drew one love. That classmate thinks my painting is ugly, and that classmate won't let me take part in the competition. It's beautiful, but she says it's not. I lay on my desk and cried sadly. A classmate told me not to cry, but I cried anyway. The classmate who let me take part in the competition said "I'm sorry" to me. I heard that she could admit her mistake, so I said to her, "It doesn't matter." Then I dry my tears.
This is me who loves to cry. Every time I shed tears, I thought, "Can I bring them back to my eyes?" I must get rid of this problem.
I like crying. Guan Bianjie is a girl of medium height with a short ponytail. Although her eyes are small, she is full of spirit. He is of medium height and has a lovely cherry mouth. She is slim and light-footed.
But she loves to cry, which is natural.
I remember it was autumn, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. We were having a Chinese class, and the teacher asked us to go up and correct it. Everyone immediately queued up to get back to their seats early. Guan Bianjie sits in the second row. She walks slowly, so she is in the middle. She had a good chat with the girl in the front row. At this time, our naughty Chen Xiangfei began to "act". He first picked up the convenient correction tape and played for a while, then drew a little on the convenient table. When Guan Bianjie returned to his seat after approving his homework, he found a correction tape on the table. His face flushed at once and he flew into a rage. When she knew it was Chen Xiangfei who did it, she suddenly raised her pencil case. We thought she would not cry this time. Unexpectedly, she put down her pencil case and began to cry. The more she cried, the more fierce she became. Tears rolled down her eyes. As a result, her crying alarmed the teacher, who scolded Chen Feixiang and Guan Bianjie stopped crying.
Although Guan Bianjie is a crying child, she is ready to help others and is our good friend.
I love to cry, 300 words 3 "meowed-"alas! You don't have to look at it to know that this is the crying baby in our class.
Crying babies have long hair and big round eyes. She is my deskmate.
She can cry the most, seven or eight times a day. No matter who touches her, she can cry her eyes out, so the students in our class generally dare not provoke her.
In the story class, the teacher made up a fairy tale after finishing the book. Just as the little princess was crying, the crying baby suddenly began to cry, which startled the storyteller. The teacher looked everywhere, and finally his eyes rested on the seat of the crying baby. At this time, the little princess was crying her eyes out. The teacher investigated who provoked her, and then beat the problem boy black and blue.
"Crying babies" sometimes stop crying. One day, crying baby was in a good mood all day. If you don't ask, you will be shocked when you ask. It turns out that the crying baby got 100 in the math and Chinese exam, and no one dared to touch her all day! From that day on, classmates began to touch her again, and she cried as soon as she moved.
Alas! My bad days are about to start again. She is such a crybaby!
I like crying. Whenever I am sad, I feel uncomfortable, sometimes depressed, and sometimes tears are like an open faucet.
Sometimes my guardians "Mom" and "Dad" will make faces at me like clowns in a circus, and then my heart will stop beating, so I can clearly hear the hearts of "Dad" and "Mom" calling me! When I am sad, books, game machines and pillows around me can help me.
If I see rain, or thunder and lightning, it means that the gods are silently telling sad or sad things. Sometimes some people are blackmailed, some people bully the small with the big, and some people are misunderstood. These are all things that will make you sad. There are many ways to be sad: you can hide aside and shrink into a snail. Some people beat their chests and feet and cried bitterly.
The sadness of some things can't stay in my heart. Some people want to cry loudly, but there is no need to cry. They cry when they are happy and when they are sad. Some people shed tears like rain, while others shed only tears of sympathy. When you are sad, the most comforting thing is yourself!
I like crying. I am a little girl. I'm nine years old. I study in No.3 Middle School of Xihang Airlines. I have short black hair and a small red mouth that keeps moving. A pair of watery eyes and a pair of small pink glasses.
My biggest feature is that I love to cry. Once, I was watching TV and I didn't realize it for a long time. Grandma told me to turn it off, but I didn't listen. Keep watching. Grandma got angry and turned off the TV. I can't stop crying. Grandma couldn't help me, so she turned on the TV again. I immediately smiled through tears and watched TV happily.
But crying doesn't work for my mother. Once, my mother asked me to see an eye treatment instrument. I felt bored, so I stopped watching it. Mother said, "The eyes are yours, not others'. Take good care of them. "As soon as I heard this, my eyes turned red and tears flowed out involuntarily. Mom was even angrier when she saw it, and said, "It's no use crying. "I finally had to obediently go to see the eye treatment equipment.
Crying is my characteristic and my weakness. My mother often tells me that crying is a sign of cowardice and can't solve the problem.
I will definitely get rid of this habit of crying and be a strong person in the future.
I like crying. My name is Wei Hengyi. I'm studying in the second primary school. I live in Yanfu New Village. I am tall 140 cm and thin. Everyone calls me skinny. I have a small head, a round face and big eyes. My mother said I was beautiful. However, I have a very bad habit, which is crying.
I remember when I was in the first grade, I cried when I didn't do well in the exam or when something went wrong. My mother always taught me: "Be a man, be strong when you meet something, and don't cry." "But I can't change my habit of crying. At a sports meeting, something happened that I will never forget. The teacher asked me to pick up the scraps of paper thrown by others, and I cried because I was wronged. Another classmate cried because she came last. The teacher left us behind and told us not to cry no matter how wronged or failed.
I think crying is a shameful thing. I want to cry when I think of what the teacher said. Holding back my tears, I gradually got rid of the habit of crying.
Everyone wants to cry sometimes, which is a feeling that can't be suppressed, and it is also a way to let the pressure be swept away.
When something serious happens, everyone will lose his mind and burst into tears. Once, my father didn't know what was going on and suddenly yelled at me. Now I'm really scared to cry. Although I wanted to cry, I didn't think I had done anything wrong, so I dried my tears and went into the room to beat the wall. Although my hand hurts, I was so angry that I kept playing regardless. When I cry, the pillow will comfort me and let me sweep away all the pressure.
When I am sad, no matter what I do, I feel bored. The sky is gray, and there is always lightning and thunder. No matter what happens, there are only tears on my face. When I saw the lightning, I knew Lei Gong was angry, too.
It may be embarrassing to be found crying, but when people want to cry, it doesn't matter whether they lose face or not. However, when I think about it carefully, I find: actually, sometimes crying is not a bad thing! When I figured everything out, a beautiful rainbow suddenly appeared in the sky.
I am a girl who loves to cry. Even a little thing can make me cry. My family has been bothering me.
Take the following as an example: once, the teacher asked us to recite for a long time, but I didn't recite because I was lazy. The next day, the group leader had to check the recitation, and I couldn't recite it. The team leader told me to hurry. I thought to myself, "I'm going to have a math class soon, so I don't need to recite it." I said to the team leader, "I want to go to the bathroom. Please wait for me for a while." The team leader said, "Come back soon, you will have a math class." . I hurried to the teacher's office to see if the first teacher had come. I didn't return to the classroom until the bell rang, but the teacher still didn't come. I thought to myself, "What a slow teacher!" . When the team leader saw me coming back, he told me to recite it quickly. I couldn't recite it, so I cried.
Hey! I am such a crying girl, but I must get rid of the habit of crying.
I like crying. In my life, I have a bad habit of crying. I will cry when I read touching stories, and I will cry when I am frustrated. I always cry when my mother talks about the children in the orphanage.
Once I failed the math exam, and I was very sad. On the way to school, I cried as I walked. When I got home, I saw my mother. I cried. My mother asked me what was going on. I said I didn't do well in the math exam. My mother saw the result and said, "Never mind, keep working hard next time." Although I nodded, my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and my tears could not stop flowing downwards.
Every night, I will read extracurricular books for a while. I cried at night watching family stories and stories about mother's love. Seeing that my mother was very tired every day, I felt sorry for my mother and cried again. No matter how my mother tried to persuade me, it was useless. On the contrary, I was particularly distressed by my mother.
Because I love crying, my grandparents said that we have a "painting cat" at home. Sometimes I am unconvinced and think: I must get rid of this crying habit.
I cried 300 words, 10. In a blink of an eye, 10 years passed. My childhood will soon be over, but my habit of crying has never changed.
I remember when I was in grade two or three, one day it happened that it was my turn to sit in the row of students on duty and sweep the floor. Every time our class is over, a group of people always stay in the class. However, the teacher said that whoever had his name written on the blackboard by The monitor on duty would be deducted 10.
The classroom used to be very quiet, and it was noisy like a beehive in a few minutes, and several students who swept the floor were afraid to stop it. Because we will be registered as soon as we make a noise, alas, I have to keep my head down and continue cleaning.
At this time, I came to the podium and found a small note on the ground. I swept it and it didn't move. I swept it again, but it didn't move. I felt puzzled, so I squatted down and picked it up. I squatted down and didn't pick it up. The man behind me wanted to go out. Before I got out of the way, he hit me on the head with a ball.
I was shocked at first. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my head and tears came crashing down. The monitor helped me to the bench and asked, "What's the matter with you?" I felt very wronged and didn't answer him. I put on my schoolbag and cried all the way home.
That's how I cry. Do you have similar experiences?
I cry for 300 words 1 1 Students, maybe you haven't seen me lose my voice in pain, but I can tell you that I used to be a real "crying baby"! I still remember that incident, which made me realize that I am a man!
Time goes back to a few years ago, when I was in America, living with my mother's friends. Because the weather is getting worse, every family has installed heaters. One day, I was sitting on a balloon and accidentally leaned back. Maybe I was unlucky and hit the heater. I fell to the ground and endured great pain. Blood dripped from my head and dyed my newly washed white shirt red. I stood up with all my strength and trembled and shouted, "Dad, my head is bleeding." Dad quickly helped me up. At this time, my mother's friend's daughter also ran over. In order to set an example for my sister who is two years younger than me, I try not to cry. Dad took out the medicine box and disinfected and bandaged me. My sister kindly said to me, "Does it hurt?" "It doesn't matter." I replied.
Since then, I have a deep understanding of tears. Tears are only used to comfort yourself when you don't do well in the exam. Then why don't you take action to change the unsatisfactory score? When you are scolded by your parents for doing something wrong, tears are only used to show that you are innocent, but wrong is wrong. Why not change it without knowing it? Therefore, I made the most decisive choice: turning tears into motivation.
I love to cry. It is said in 300 words 12 that men don't flick when they have tears, but as a little man, I love to cry too much, crying when I am hurt, crying when I am wronged, crying too much, and crying when I am criticized by the teacher for writing typos. Sometimes I think I cry too much. This is just a small matter. Why are you crying? However, I don't think crying is a bad thing, and I believe everyone feels the same way. Every time I cry heartily, all my troubles and worries disappear. I remember one time I was criticized by my teacher for my poor grades. I was sad at school that day. When I got home, I couldn't hold back my emotions any longer and cried. Strange to say, after crying, my mood suddenly improved.
In fact, I am also very strong, as long as it is the right thing, I will insist on not crying. It was a weekend, and I read extracurricular books happily after I finished my homework. Just as I was reading it with relish, with a bang, I was so scared that even my books fell to the ground. My mother stepped forward and struck the table: "I told you to study hard, but you didn't listen." What extracurricular books did you read? " I told myself that I was right, held back my tears, quietly picked up the book from the ground, and told my mother that I wouldn't read extracurricular books unless I did my homework. Only then did my mother know that I was wrong.
This is me, a crying and serious little boy.
I like crying. Say it for the last time. I was watching TV with my sister, and suddenly my sister burst into tears. I have taken protective measures, put on waterproof shoes, life jacket, life buoy and climbed the high ladder. Why build a ladder? Because my sister began to cry, her eyes were like a turned tap, and tears flowed. I'm glad I did it in time, otherwise I would have been washed away by the flood.
Although it was safe for the time being, I handed her a comedy book and staged a comedy sketch to stop her from crying. After a few hours, she finally stopped crying and laughed her head off again.
Although my sister often brings us a lot of trouble, she has also made a lot of "contributions" for us. Didn't Chongqing encounter the worst drought in decades this year? I had a brainwave and sent my sister to the meteorological bureau. After learning about my sister's situation, the staff of the Meteorological Bureau immediately transported her to the sky, and then played a very touching TV series with a sad symphony. Most people cry when they read it, let alone their sisters. After a long-lost cry, the dry farmland on the ground was moistened and the drought was alleviated, which was gratifying. Later, the uncles and aunts of the neighborhood Committee also awarded my sister a "good citizen" award. What about my sister? But this is "Zhang Er monk-scratching their heads"!
Crying is a good way for me to vent my emotions. When I feel wronged, sad or uncomfortable, I will choose to cry bitterly to relieve my mood.
I remember when I was a child, toys were my favorite, but I always threw them away when I was finished, and cried when they disappeared. When I see my favorite toys, I always clamor for my mother to buy them for me. If I can't achieve my goal, I will cry. Quarrel with my sister and cry when I lose; Especially when I wet my pants, I burst into tears, and there is a crying mole in the lower right corner of my eyes, so my title of "crying baby" is worthy of the name.
Once we fought with our classmates to grab skates, we both lost, and we were in tears. At that time, someone ran to report to the teacher, and the teacher came to stop our dispute, but it was the longest and most tiring time I cried. After school, I fell asleep in my grandpa's car.
Now that I'm grown up, it's funny to recall. Crying can't solve the problem, just like the teacher said, "I want to reflect and remedy my mistakes." I should face the problem, express my thoughts well, stop crying and beat the crying baby away.
Cry me 300 words 15 is crying an advantage or a disadvantage? ..... Normal people will think it is a shortcoming! Actually, I think so, too!
However, growing up, I found myself particularly excited and particularly fond of crying. 1998 cried when watching the flood. Those who were affected by the disaster were so pitiful that they lost their homes and relatives. I started to have a sour nose and wouldn't listen anywhere. If you want to cry, you have to cry, which is not good for your health. I cried so badly that my parents were very angry. On another occasion, the news of Deng Xiaoping's death was played back and forth on TV. Finally, I was moved to tears. Actually, I didn't know much about him before How old was I then? I don't remember!
Now, for example, when I came back from military training and saw my mother coming straight from the flower bed, I was about to cry in an instant. I touched my throat and nose, but I didn't cry. I have been wandering in my eyes ... my own mother, I miss me so much ... hehe!
When I quarreled with my uncle, too, whenever he said something about me, no matter who was right or wrong, I felt very wronged, and then I cried … Hum! When I cry, his words soften, little guy! This is called adventure! However, sometimes he doesn't buy it ... I'm just too fragile and weak in endurance. Cry if you are a little touched ... just cry for a few seconds. ...