First grade composition

In study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. So have you ever studied composition? The following are eight first-year compositions I compiled for you. Welcome to share. I spent a summer vacation. As a junior, I will do a lot of things well. I will accompany my mother to the market to buy food, and I will help her push the basket cart, because I am afraid my mother will be in a hurry, so I will help her with the food! My mother often praises me and says, "You are really my little helper." When dad wanted to wash the car, it was my turn to play again. At this time, I will help my father carry the bucket, twist the wet and dry rag and wash the car with my father. I feel so happy when the car becomes shiny! When my sister clippings, I will help her pile up all the old newspapers, prepare scissors and glue, and tidy up the glue and scissors. Our home is still clean and tidy after newspaper clipping. When my brother's stomach is growling with hunger, I will go to the kitchen to peel an apple for him and pour him a cup of hot milk. Am I okay as a sister? I know a lot, and I feel I have made progress. My mother told me that there is a beautiful Tianshan Mountain in Xinjiang. I said to my mother, "I want to see it." Mom smiled mysteriously: Then let's have a "long queue". I asked my mother: what is that? Mother smiled and said, "Son, that's a bullet train. It runs very fast and is very comfortable. " On that day, I learned that there was a kind of transportation called "bullet train". My father told me that there is a magnificent Tiananmen Square in Beijing, and the flag-raising ceremony in the square is very spectacular. I said to my father, "I want to see it." Dad smiled and said, well, let's press "bird". I asked my father, "Is there really such a big bird to take us?" Dad smiled and said, yes, call a plane. It flies high and far. After that, the "long dragon" and "flying bird" were buried in my heart like seeds. I thought, how big is the "long dragon"? How far can a bird fly? How big is our motherland? Fruit basket is a game I played when I was a child. A group of children stood together, and a leader pointed out who was banana, who was apple and who was pineapple ... and I was very weak at that time, so they often bullied me and beat me into a rice ball. As a child, I may not know that rice balls do not belong to fruit baskets. "Oranges, bananas, watermelons ..." Every child walked out of my side and I was left there to wait. Now that I'm grown up, I wonder what's good about making rice balls. I have no outstanding advantages, so I am often frustrated. I envy others, such as who gets good grades, who is handsome, who is considerate and very popular ... and so on. Everything is mediocre, so I often complain why my parents didn't make me handsome, why I wasn't considerate, why I didn't get good grades ... There are many examples. Once, the composition book was handed out. I don't know if it was the group leader's bad eyes or something. My composition was originally sent by her to the female classmate behind me, and she didn't read the name. When she opened the composition book, she saw a big one. She really smiled, which may be her highest score ever. When she closed her composition book, I saw my name written on the cover. I prayed to God first, and I said, "This book seems to be mine." Her laughter stopped. "Who said that ..." She was stunned before she said the word "you". When her composition book was sent to him, as soon as she opened it, a big word "good" froze her. I immediately turned my head at the speed of "meters" per second, thinking: no one can stand such a big gap in her heart. For a long time, she said, "I envy you." Your composition is really good. " I chuckled in my heart. It's the first time I've been praised by girls for growing so big. That's her. She helped me discover my strengths. I thought again: in fact, everyone is a "rice ball", but others can find the prunes (advantages) growing behind you. On September 1 day of 4 xx, I started primary school. I can't wait to get up early in the morning. I carefully checked the books I was going to learn this day against the schedule. After I packed up, my mother took my hand and walked to school. A teacher gave me a candy when I entered school. Although I don't know who the teacher is, I still say politely, "Thank you, teacher!" " "I walked into the campus happily. My mother took my hand and looked for Class B8, Grade 1 from bottom to top. I looked at the route my mother and I took and kept it in mind. In order to reconfirm, I carefully read the list of students in Class B8, Grade One, with my name on it. My mother took my hand and walked confidently into the classroom. I took a seat at random and had a rest. When Miss Song came into the classroom, she asked us to wait outside the classroom first, because Miss Song had to arrange seats. Teacher Song pulled me to the last row of the first group when she arranged the seats. I found out whether the seat was a man and a woman or a table. Teacher Song shouted: "Send new textbooks! "Teacher Song handed out the new textbooks in rows until they were finished. Come down and meet all the teachers. Chinese teacher is, math teacher is, English teacher is, PE teacher is Yang Rui, art teacher is Yuan Ruiqi, moral teacher is Cao Yuxin, writing teacher is, information teacher is, health teacher is Wang, science teacher is Fan Bei, and music teacher is Bao Qilong. When I returned to the classroom after school, I remembered all the teachers today. My mother asked me, "Are you happy this day?" I said to my mother, "I am very happy and tired today." "I think this beautiful day is very happy. On a green tree, there are many leaves with different shapes. They live a happy life in their mother's arms. However, a small leaf saw a deer running freely on the grass and a butterfly dancing among the flowers. It was moved and didn't want to stay in the tree any more. Xiaoye said, "Mom, I have grown up. You don't have to hold my hand all the time. The world is so big, I want to see it. " Uncle Mother said sadly, "No! It's very hot outside, so do it as soon as you go out. " Small leaves can only sit quietly on the tree. Suddenly, Miss Feng came. Xiaoye stopped Teacher Feng and said, "Sister Feng, can you take me out to play?" Miss Feng said, "Good! "Miss Feng took Xiaoye to play. Xiaoye is free at last. It sees birds flying in the sky. See dragonflies playing among the flowers; I also saw my wonderful dance. Small leaves think: I am a dance genius! Xiao Ye did another dance. Miss Feng left, tired and thirsty. It suddenly occurred to him that she couldn't find food and drink. Xiao Ye shouted, "Mom, come and save me. I am hungry and thirsty! ""But the mother tree couldn't hear it, and Xiaoye regretted it. Time flies, I have never stopped for more than ten years, because I want to keep moving forward and making progress. I have been to many places and seen many scenery. There are magnificent waterfalls that "go straight down to thousands of feet" and continuous green hills with "different heights". However, even if the mountains are greener and the water is more beautiful, I don't want to stop moving forward. After that, even the past, the glory or failure of the past, will be dedicated to death, and the future, I want to grasp it myself. On the road ahead, there are beautiful scenery. At dusk, the western sky has a faint afterglow; At the beginning of the shower, there is a rolling crystal bead on the lotus leaf in the pond; In the morning, a cluster of weeping willow branches by the river, all of which I looked for with my heart. However, don't be too attached to the things around you, because it will be a fetter, not only your feet, but also your future. When Liu Xiang, the flying man, created the men's 1 10 meter hurdles 12.88, he said, "12.88 is far from the end. I must speed up the pace and be a higher, stronger and faster self. Do you know that?/You know what? What do you mean stop? It means backwardness and failure. Once you stop, there is nothing. I'm not going to retire after the Beijing Olympic Games. My love for track and field and my pursuit of track and field career will never end. I will dedicate my life to this and I will not stop. " At that moment, I thought, is Liu Xiang right? Stopping means it is backward. As high school students, our thirst for knowledge and our pursuit of knowledge will never stop. Aim at your target and don't stop. On the vast sea, if the ship loses its compass, it can only go with the flow and do anything; In the long journey, if the walker loses his goal, he can only let it go and resign himself to fate. In the vast life, if you lose a forward heart, you can only be mediocre and mediocre for life. It is a pity to stop looking at the towering mountains and not learn the depth of the mountains; It is a pity to stop looking at the boundless sea and learn from its bravery. It is a pity to stop and not see the desert in vast expanse and not learn the calmness of the desert; It is a pity to stop to see the mysterious forest and understand the depth of the forest. Let's move on, let's live without regrets! Someone said, "How far can people go? This is not a question of feet, but a question of ambition; How high can people not climb? This is not a question of hands, but a question of will. " Therefore, I hope everyone can set a lofty goal for themselves. Not only to strive for a kind of glory, but also to pursue a state of mind. It is glorious to achieve the goal; If it can't be realized, we will feel rich and enriched by the wind and rain along the way. I know better that life is to keep moving towards your goals. As long as you step up, you can taste the sweetest fruit. Students, let's move forward together! Don't stop our steps! One day, the weather was fine, the sun was shining, the sky was blue, white clouds were blown by the autumn wind, and many people were flying kites on the beach. There is a bird flying freely in the sky, and a kite is floating in the wind, which just blocks the bird's way. "You bad bird, dare to stand in my uncle's way!" The bird cried contemptuously. The kite is still dangling in front of the bird, as if deliberately provoking the bird. "Don't let go?" The bird was very angry. All its feathers stood on end. Its wings kept flapping and flew towards the kite. The kite was entangled in one of the bird's claws, and the bird tried to peck the line with its beak. "This guy is still good." The bird tried to hide itself. All the other birds laughed at it. The bird said to itself, "This bird is just a little bigger than me." The other birds left without paying attention. The bird's wing was scratched by the bamboo stick of the kite. At the last moment of his life, the bird did not forget to repeat the sentence, "This bird is just a little older than me." The string holding the kite was broken by the bird's paw, and the kite lost control and fell from the sky on the golden beach, where the blood of the bird flowed. Originally, the bird could continue to fly in the blue sky, but its vanity masked its judgment, and its fate was caused by its overreaching. Don't bite off more than you can chew, and don't be influenced by vanity. Kate Yeung, children, come and clean the yard. "We all said," Yes, sir. "We took the sanitary tools to clean. Look, how serious we are! Tintin is cleaning the glass, sweeping the floor in winter and Xiaolan is sprinkling water. What about me? I am watering the flowers under the corner. Grandpa, the headmaster, came to praise us as good children who love to work.