I have been here for 12 years, and my birth has added a lot of joy to my family.
I grew up slowly in a warm family, from an ignorant child to a polite and disciplined teenager. I heard from my mother that when I was a baby, I was chubby and smart. I was able to speak just nine months ago and called my mother very happy. I learned to walk in 1 months. I staggered and staggered but didn't let me help me. I once fell out of bed and still had injuries on my face. Grandma said that I have been very polite since I was four years old, and I always call people when I meet acquaintances on the road.
In the blink of an eye, the old man time has taken away his infancy, and childhood has come slowly. I don't like kindergarten very much. My mother was very reluctant to send me to kindergarten. Once after class, I climbed the iron gate when I wanted to go home, and I was slowly settled down after being criticized by my teacher and mother. When I was a child, I had a strong will. I remember when I was six years old, the ophthalmologist said that I had amblyopia. My mother gave me a pair of very expensive glasses. After I put them on, I felt that they were ugly and troublesome, so I didn't want to bring them. As a result, I played badminton with my grandfather every afternoon. Within a year, a miracle happened. My vision returned to normal, and the whole family was very happy! After graduating from kindergarten, I entered Longping Primary School. In this beautiful campus, I have made great changes in my study and performed positively. I joined the Young Pioneers in the first grade, joined the drum team in the fourth grade, and worked as a sports committee member and a representative of Chinese class.
I can read more extracurricular books in my study, often borrow books from Jianying Library or go to Xinhua Bookstore to read books, and at the same time pay attention to accumulating good words and sentences, and keep a flat diary every week, so my Chinese performance is ideal, and I am interested in composition, which is often praised by teachers. Math scores are ok, but English has always been my weakness, and I always feel so stressed. After entering the sixth grade, I have gradually become sensible, and I am no longer playful. I began to practice calligraphy, became the monitor of calligraphy, and liked to publish my diary and composition online. I will never complain about the amount of homework again. I have learned to turn pressure into motivation and squeeze time like a sponge. When I encounter difficulties, I always think: I can overcome difficulties in keeping a diary when I was a child, but now I can't overcome this little difficulty? It is this belief that has always supported me and made me stand up bravely.
I'm really improved compared with when I was a child, but the road of life is tortuous and long, and there is no end to learning. I still don't understand many things. I think that as long as I have lofty ideals and go on with tenacious will and courage, I can step into the palace of success and make contributions to the country.
2. Composition: "My autobiography" is 6 words, which is in urgent need of
my autobiography-the story of me and books. I like reading since I was a child.
In the bright sunshine, spread out a book on your lap, smell the faint fragrance of ink on the thin paper, put a glass of water next to it, and listen to the beautiful sound of the wind blowing the pages open. In order to edify my love of reading, my mother installed a small red bookshelf on the wall at home. I always stood in front and looked up at those colorful brochures. I knew that my love for books was deeply imprinted in my heart from then on.
Whether it's a heavy and solemn dictionary, a delicate and touching novel, an ethereal and fragrant collection of essays, or a penetrating and sincere short story, they have made me understand the truth and purity of life, or the vastness of the world and the infinity of knowledge, but it is a book called Try Again that has the deepest influence on me. My math has always been bad. No matter how hard I listen to the lecture and work hard, my grades will always be around 8.
After several tests, my grades haven't changed much. I feel a little disheartened and want to give up my efforts. My mother didn't say much when she saw my broken cans and broken falls that I didn't want to make progress and retreat.
Just on my birthday, give me a book called Try Again. This is an unremarkable book, with a light blue cover, elegant and ordinary.
It tells the story of a college student who worked hard in business after graduation, failed many times and eventually became a millionaire. The plot is not fashionable, even a little cliche, but there is a sentence that impressed me deeply. "When you fail many times, don't give up, because if you lose your belief in success at this time, your previous failures will be in vain. Every failure is a test of your success. If you fail one more time, you will be one step closer to success. Try again, and maybe you will succeed."
This book has told me a few short sentences, but it is also a truth that has a far-reaching influence on me. I know my mother's good intentions. In the future study, whenever I feel sad and depressed after failure, I will think of this book Try Again. I always say to myself, "Try again, and I will succeed." Finally, my math scores jumped to the top of my class.
facing my progress, I smiled, and my mother smiled. I think that book also smiled. In fact, I really should thank the book. The book not only gave me a lot of tangible knowledge, but also injected me with a lot of invisible power, taught me many profound truths and pointed out the direction for my voyage in life.
No matter how beautiful the flowers are, no matter how gorgeous the rainbow is, it will disappear, but as long as you have books to treasure them, they will become eternal beauty. 3. write my autobiography composition
I, an ordinary junior two girl, 14 years old, Virgo, blood type A, like blue best, because it is deep, and hate yellow, because it is dazzling.
There are no waves in my world, but only plain and true, so my autobiography is also very indifferent. It is not as difficult to understand as Lu Xun, nor as boastful as Tao Yuanming. I like reading, but I never "don't want to know much". In the process of reading, I will take a pen at hand and extract the classic sentences from the book at any time.
I love books because they have a soul, and I will "gladly forget to eat" whenever I have a clue. Recently, I read a book, A River of Sorrow, written by Jing M.Guo, in which I was amazed by the meticulous depiction of the characters.
In that dark alley, people don't understand each other, and they all use "madness" and "indifference" to disguise their fragile hearts under their strong bodies. The tragedy of the result made me even more silent.
In this way, through Jing M.Guo's words, I seem to be a ghost, floating in the river of sadness ... Although reading is my favorite, I often surf the Internet in my spare time. The network is colorful, which makes my life full of colors.
I have nothing to do but listen to music. The light and soft tunes make me "forget the gains and losses" and revel in Cai Qin's nostalgia and Faye Wong's affection. Nothing to talk about, talk about people we know, your recent mood and homework.
Talk to people you don't know. Kan Kan is a national event, and it is often a mysterious smile. I also play games during the holidays, and Dance Dance Troupe is my favorite.
When you are happy, you will laugh it off. When you are unhappy, as the music button flies, your troubles disappear immediately, and your mood has long been flying. This is me, my name is Jiao, a real youthful me. 4. My autobiographical composition is 6 words
My autobiographical time has passed in a hurry, and one day has passed. Unconsciously, I am a girl in the sixth grade of primary school. Although I think I have grown up, I will never grow up in the eyes of my parents.
Life is like a colorful balloon, which flutters with the wind. Sometimes it is big and sometimes it is small, just like people's mood ups and downs. A person's life is full of ups and downs. Turning to my growing experience, you will clearly see that there is a bold topic, which is something I regret.
that was when I was in the first grade. The school leaders came to our class to attend classes, and they always asked a very difficult question. I thought to myself: Why did the teacher ask such a difficult question? I wonder what to do. At this time, "a brainwave" came up with a "good" idea: get down under the table.
I "adopted" my own "good" method and quickly got down under the table. However, I couldn't avoid the difficulties. The teacher still asked me questions. I stood up in fear. My heart was like fifteen buckets of water-seven ups and downs, but I was speechless. The teacher said to me in an educational tone: "No! Don't be afraid of it when you are in trouble! Failure is the mother of success. As long as you put your heart into it, you will certainly succeed! " If there is really regret medicine in the world, I really want to buy more bags! I really regret it! The meaning of this sentence is so profound, it makes me understand that when I encounter difficulties, I don't shrink back. It seems that he is a bright light to illuminate my young heart when I am afraid of the dark. When I get lost, point out my correct direction; When I feel difficult, guide me to the other side of success ... Regret is not single, but also accompanied by sweetness. In the fifth grade, the school held a Thanksgiving newspaper activity. When it was time to award prizes, I was in the fifth grade, "the third prize ..." and "the second prize ..." At this moment, my heart was pounding like a rabbit, thinking: What should I do if I don't win the first prize? No, I must be the best. My teacher once said to me: Don't be afraid of difficulties. Failure is the mother of success. As long as you put your heart into it, you will certainly succeed! At that time, my heart was sweeter than eating honey, and I thought: I won the only first prize in the sixth grade, my idea was right, and I was the best.
At this time, there was thunderous applause in the classroom. Don't mention how happy I am. Childhood is a colorful kite, flying a beautiful dream; Childhood is a mirror, reflecting our innocent smiling faces; Childhood is a beach, let us see our running steps; Happy childhood is like white clouds in the sky, with unique charm; Happy childhood is like a rainbow after rain, colorful; Happy childhood is like a star, always flashing in the growing sky. 5. Give me an essay "My Autobiography", (I don't want Baidu to write it myself, but for girls)
My autobiography has been in the world for 13 years, and my birth has brought a lot of joy to my family. Under the cultivation of my parents, I have thrived, from an ignorant child to a sensible student! Born on October 7, 1999, "Wow!" With my crying, I came to a colorful world, and a new life was added to the world! In the blink of an eye as a child, when I was three years old, I began to go to kindergarten. I remember that I either ate or played in kindergarten, and I didn't know what I had learned. So far, I can't remember anything before. After graduating from kindergarten, I entered the Boai School. In this beautiful campus, I gradually liked this campus and liked reading. From the moment I started to be an excellent young pioneer in grade one, I know that I should be proud of myself and take care of my school environment ... Because I often study English outside, in our class, English and math are my strengths, both of which are among the best! However, Chinese achievement and composition writing have always been my weaknesses, and I feel great pressure around me. Since I entered the sixth grade, I have stopped playing and like to publish my diary, diary and composition online. I don't complain about too much homework anymore. When I encounter difficulties, I always think: I can overcome many difficulties as long as I work hard. It is this belief that always supports me and makes me always stand up after falling down. Now I have made progress compared with when I was a child, but the road of life is tortuous, and it is long, and I have to go through many bends. There is no end to learning the sea, and there are still many things I don't understand. I resolutely think: as long as you have lofty goals and ideals, and go down this road with tenacious will and courage, then your life will be halfway. 6. composition my self-report
[composition my self-report] My name is Wei Xintong, a girl of medium height, with a ponytail, narrow eyes and a pair of glasses on her high nose. If you know me, you will definitely find that I have a pair of dimples on my face when I smile. Write my self-report. I am in the sixth grade this year, and you can vaguely guess my age, right? I am twelve years old this year. I like reading books, so I am called a nerd in my class. My books are piled up everywhere at home: My deskmate, A Complete Collection of Compositions, The Journey to the West, Bambi ... These are all my favorites. As long as I open them, I will forget everything around me. I am in the sixth grade of primary school. With The Journey to the West, I became the Monkey King. Remember me, my name is Wei Xintong. Grade 6: Wei Xintong. 7. My autobiographical composition is 4-5 words
My autobiography
Before I went to kindergarten
"Mingming, come back quickly, look at you, you got dirty again."
I'm Chen Mingming. My face is oval, my eyes are big, and all my neighbors don't praise me for my beauty (this is not narcissism). But there is a boyish ambition hidden under this beautiful face, which is why I became the "king of the children" in the village at an early age.
once, my cousin Qian Qian visited my house. After lunch, I took Qianqian to the back hill to play. Halfway through the game, I suddenly felt urgency, so I let Qianqian play by herself first. When I came back, I found that two boys four years older than me who had been taught a lesson before were bullying Qian Qian. Without thinking, I rushed up and gave them a "eighteen palms of dragons" and a set of self-developed "gossip chain feet" to beat them for mercy, and then I stopped.
Later, we made the two boys be donkeys for us for a whole day, and walked around the back hill several times before we let them go back, which made them half dead.
When I was in kindergarten,
I was old enough to go to school, so I was forced to move from the countryside to the city.
after entering the city, everything is not as comfortable as in the country: walking in the morning, you can't hear the crisp birds singing and smell the clear air; When I fall asleep at night, there is no cool wind to accompany me to sleep, and the "whoops" of cars and motorcycles haunt my ears all night. Even though everything has changed, my temper is still so naughty and unruly.
I remember that on the first day of kindergarten, I made a big joke.
at noon that day, everyone fell into a sweet dream. Only I, tossing and turning in bed, can't sleep. Suddenly, a boy in the opposite bed woke up. Seeing that I didn't sleep either, I got out of bed, crept over and whispered in my ear, "Can't you sleep either? I have a good idea to make you have fun." Right away, let's go to the office, and then ... "I nodded gently and snickered while listening." What a good idea! " I whispered praise.
Then, we sneaked out of the classroom while the teacher was dozing off and came to the office next door. Then go to the teacher's desk, gently open the drawer, and put a small cricket caught in advance (our teacher is most afraid of this jumping little Kun)