Time is advancing, and it is impossible to go backwards. I still have vivid memories of my childhood. ...
That was an interesting thing I did in the first grade. On Sunday, I was absorbed in holding "I love writing" bought by my grandfather and reading it over and over again. The range hood is buzzing in the kitchen, and grandma is busy in the kitchen.
Suddenly, I heard my grandmother crying. "Granddaughter, there is no monosodium glutamate at home. Go and buy me a bag of monosodium glutamate. " "Very good." I blurted it out without thinking. Grandma gave me 20 yuan, and I walked out of the house with my book. Unconsciously, I walked to the door of the store and said to the waiter aunt in a high child's voice, "Aunt, I want to buy a scarf." Aunt waiter said; "Kid, why buy a scarf on such a hot day?" "My grandmother asked me to buy it!" Hearing this, the waiter aunt handed me a scarf of 17 yuan with a grain of salt. I looked at it and paid 20 yuan cheerfully. Aunt waitress got 3 yuan's money back. I take a scarf home.
On entering the room, grandma cheered: "Oh, monosodium glutamate is coming, monosodium glutamate is coming." I said, "Grandma, why do you want me to buy a scarf on such a hot day?" Grandma said; "Cooking needs to be used. Without monosodium glutamate, the taste of food will be much worse. " I thought to myself: when I learn to cook, I should put a scarf on the table. After thinking about it, I handed my grandmother the scarf. She was dumbfounded at once and said, "I told you to buy monosodium glutamate, not a scarf." I just came to my senses, and my grandmother asked me to buy monosodium glutamate.
From this lesson, it reminds me that you should think everything before you start.
Childhood is so beautiful, and childhood memories are the purest and most precious. Every time I think of my childhood story, I can't help laughing …
Write a short story about the moon about 200 words.
Today is June 16 Father's Day. I decided to give my father a pair of shoes as a Father's Day gift, but I don't know my father's shoe size, and I don't want him to know. What should I do?
I suddenly had an idea, so I picked up a hammer and threw it at the piggy bank. Bang, the piggy bank was broken. Father said in surprise, "What's the matter?"! I said, "I broke the piggy bank. Give me a kick. " My dad kicked me angrily, and I left my dad's shoe prints.
I hurried to the shoe store and said to the salesman, "I want to buy a pair of adult shoes. Can you give them to me quickly?" She said, "What size should I buy?" . I immediately turned to show her the shoe prints just left by * * *, and she asked curiously, "What's the matter? How can there be shoe prints on the * *! I said, "It's a good idea, and that's buying the right shoes. "She immediately took a pair of shoes and compared them with mine, and then gave them to me with a smile. I'm glad to say goodbye to her.
I hurried home and happened to meet my father at home. I called my father softly, and I came back. Father said angrily, "Don't you dare to come back after smashing something." I said, "There is a reason, Dad. Please be patient with me." I told my father what happened in detail. Dad said, "What's the matter? So you broke something and surprised me with this gift. Too exaggerated. " I happily took out the gift and gave it to my father. Father smiled and said, "Good boy, this is a special Father's Day gift!
In the evening, my family sat together for dinner. My father told me that he liked this Father's Day gift very much and would wear this pair of leather shoes every day. I was very happy after listening to it.
Three short stories (narrative, no fables, good composition, about 500 words)
Hegel is a great German philosopher. He is knowledgeable and a very modest man.
For Hegel, humility has become a habit. At a friend's party, a friend asked him, "How did you form the habit of modesty?"
He told a story: one morning, his father invited him to take a walk in the Woods, and he agreed. My father stopped at a corner and asked Hegel, "Son, what other sounds can you hear besides birdsong?"
He listened for a while and then replied, "I heard the sound of a carriage." Father said, "Yes, it's an empty carriage."
Hegel asked his father in surprise, "We didn't see it. How do you know it's an empty car? "
The father replied, "You can tell from the sound whether the car is empty, because the more empty the car, the louder the noise."
From then on, Hegel took his father's words to heart. Whenever there are signs of interrupting others, whenever there are signs of self-righteousness and belittling others, he will think of his father's reminder: "The more empty the carriage, the louder the noise."
Four compositions: write a science fiction story with the moon as the content of not less than 500 words.
When he first arrived at the moon, he was greeted by WU GANG (it is said that he was sent to the moon by the Jade Emperor to cut down osmanthus trees for violating the heavenly rules). It suddenly occurred to me that why not take this opportunity to find out why he went to the moon and ask him, "Why are you here?" WU GANG said: "It is said that there is a special substance in the wood of osmanthus trees in the middle of the month, which can kill all kinds of cancer cells, so I asked to cut it down in the middle of the month. I didn't expect this tree to be so healing. However, now I have accumulated a lot of sawdust. Please take it back to the Earth Medical Research Center to develop a cancer vaccine. " Oh, I see. It's really unfair to WU GANG. I said to myself, "How can people on earth guess?" WU GANG said generously, "You will understand what the world says." I was still in a hurry to collect specimens, so I said goodbye to WU GANG in a hurry.
[Story 2] My dream has finally come true. I will fly a spaceship to the moon to visit the mysterious Austrian wise man whom I have admired for a long time. After meeting, we talked a lot and I gained a lot. Then the moon invited me to dinner. I just wanted to know about Yueyue's diet, so I readily agreed. But he took me to a lotus pond, and I was puzzled. The old moon told me that the dew on the lotus leaf contains 36 kinds of vitamins and various nutrients needed by the human body. So we picked dew and ate it with relish. Finally, the old moon took me to a bridge, which was a beautiful rainbow bridge. The old moon said, "You are so lucky. You have appeared on this wishing bridge a hundred times, and today you caught it. Make a wish and it will come true when you go back. " ……
[Inspiration and guidance] A beautiful story is really a comfort to teachers. Students, I find that these stories have a common feature: injecting new content on the basis of myths and legends. I don't think all the materials collected by students are myths and legends. Students, don't be influenced by others, think boldly and write your own characteristics.
[Story 3] ... Today, I came to the moon. My task is to survey the terrain and choose the best place to build a global village on the moon. I saw the rugged terrain and beautiful craters, and thought, with the change of terrain, planting flowers and trees and providing entertainment facilities, isn't this a good place to travel? Tourism can be developed on the moon. I drafted a plan at once. ...
[Story fragment 4] I happened to meet a spaceship named "CCFO" on the moon. Three grotesque people came out of it. They talk to me with headphones on. "Are you from the earth?" "yes." I said, "How can you speak the language of earthlings?" "I translate in the earth language." "What planet are you from?" "Alpha ray planet. Our technology is very developed there, but we don't pay attention to environmental protection. Now we can't survive there and we must find new sources of survival. " Having said that, he looked at me and said meaningfully, "You people on earth should also raise their awareness of environmental protection! Otherwise, we will take our old road. " I said gratefully, "Thank you, I will definitely bring your words to the people of the earth."
Students, your vision is so broad and your imagination is so amazing. The teacher really admires you. Your works on the moon are getting wider and wider, and the story content is getting richer and richer, which has involved science fiction, environmental protection and other issues. Students, are there any more exciting contents and stories? (Students who didn't write in turn answered confidently: "Yes!" )
[Story Fragment 5] During this lunar exploration, I met American astronaut Armstrong. I called his name enthusiastically. He was surprised and asked me how I knew him. I told him that I had seen a photo of him driving Apollo 1 1. We talked about the feeling of leaving the earth. He said: "I saw the earth floating in the air, and there was an indescribable taste. I feel that the earth we live in is very fragile. " I said, "I feel the same way. The earth really can't bear too many disputes and too much smoke. " He held me in his hand and said, "We want peace, not war." ……
The composition of this story about the moon is 400 words.
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In ancient times, there was a place where the night was always dark and the sky was like a black cloth. Because here, the moon never rises and the stars don't twinkle. In fact, when God created the world, the night was still very bright. Once, four young people left this land and came to another country. There, the sun disappears behind the mountain in the evening, and there is always a ball of light hanging on the treetops, sprinkling a soft. Although it is not as bright as the sun, everything is still clearly visible. The passengers stopped to ask a villager what kind of light it was. "This is the moon," he replied. "Our mayor spent three yuan to sell it and tied it to the top of an oak tree. He has to oil it every day to keep it clean and bright. So he will charge us one yuan a week. " The villagers pushed the car away. The second said, "I'll tell you how to do it." Let's find a carriage to take the moon away. People here will buy another one. " The third said, "I'm good at climbing trees, so I'll take it off." The fourth bought a carriage. The third climbed the tree, drilled a hole in the moon, put a rope on it, and then let the moon down. The shiny ball was then released. Lest others find out that they stole it, they successfully transported the moon to their own country and hung it on a tall oak tree. The new lamp immediately lit up the whole earth, all the rooms were filled with light, and all the people, old and young, were smiling. The dwarf walked out of the cave, and the children danced in circles on the grass in little red dresses.
These four people are responsible for oiling the moon and cleaning themselves, and they charge one dollar a week. But they are old, and one of them is sick and dying. He asked that a quarter of the moon be buried in the grave as his property. After his death, the mayor climbed the tree, cut off a quarter of the lights with fence scissors and put them in his coffin. The moon's light has faded, but it still shines. The moonlight is getting weaker again. After the third man died, he also took his share, and the moon became dark. When the fourth man walked into the grave, the original darkness came back. But the various parts of the moon are put together again in the underworld, which makes the dead in the darkness restless and wake up one by one. They were surprised to see the world again. The faint moonlight is more than enough for them, because their eyes have become more than enough. Can't stand the dazzling sunshine, they get up excitedly and start their old way of life again: some people go to the theatre and dance, others go to the inn to ask for wine, get drunk and quarrel, and finally punch each other. The noise grew louder and louder and finally reached the sky.
St. Peter, who guards the gate of heaven, thinks that the lower world is rebelling, so he calls the generals of heaven and tells them that if demons invade heaven, they will be defeated. But no evil came, so he rode through the Tianmen and descended to the mortal world. On earth, he told the dead to be quiet, let them go back to their graves, take the moon from them and hang it in the sky.
Writing stories about food in six months.
Speaking of food, I believe everyone will think of ice cream, French fries and rice ... but some foods are delicious, but they are not good for health. Now, let me introduce you to the future food.
First, let me talk about ice cream. Don't many parents let our children eat ice cream? I think so, too. Many parents can give 1,000 or 10,000 reasons why eating ice cream is not good in order to make us eat less or not. Do many of us have this problem? I think so, too. However, ice cream in the future will not be annoying. Although it tastes like ice, it is actually "fake ice". Once it enters the throat, it is not ice, and it will not affect our stomach. It is also rich in vitamins c and d. Eating these ice creams after meals can also help digestion! If you have a fever, according to our current thinking, you must not eat ice cream, but after eating the future ice cream, the fever will go down the next day, and the vitamins inside are super magical.
Let's talk about rice. The rice in the future is very different from the rice now, with different colors, methods and tastes. Colors are brown, pink, yellow, blue, purple and so on. If you want to eat chocolate-flavored rice, you can put some chocolates with brown rice in the rice cooker. After cooking, the two will blend into one, emitting a burst of chocolate fragrance, which will definitely make your mouth water. It can also provide all kinds of nutrients that our human body needs. Parents no longer need to spend a lot of time shopping, washing and cooking. Cooking is optional!
Finally, talk about French fries! Because it is fried, many parents always remind their children to eat less for fear of getting angry. The future French fries are not only beautiful, delicious and fun, but also very beneficial to the body. You can eat it as food. Eat three medium-sized French fries at a meal, so you don't have to eat them. It will be as nutritious as rice in the future. We don't have to touch ketchup anymore, because there are tomato-flavored chips, strawberry-flavored chips, barbecue-flavored chips and chocolate-flavored chips. ........................................................................................................................
This is just part of the future food! In fact, there are still many beautiful things about food in the future!
Seven short stories, 500-word truth composition
This summer vacation, I read a short story, in which an article called "Don't give up halfway" attracted me.
The story goes like this: a clothes ironing worker only has 60 yuan a week, and his wife works at night shift. They only earn enough money to support their families. The worker wants to be a writer, so he keeps writing and sends manuscripts to publishers. At first all his works were rejected, and slowly he began to give up hope. But his wife told him, "you shouldn't give up halfway, especially when you are about to succeed." Later, he wrote a novel and sent it to Thomson. He thought he would fail again, but this time the publishing company paid him 2500 dollars in advance, and the classic novel Carrie was born.
I also had such a little thing: once, my family traveled to Mount Tai. At first I was full of confidence, climbing and climbing. Halfway up the mountain, I felt my feet hurt, and I really didn't want to climb again, but my mother encouraged me to say, "A lot, we can't give up halfway." We are halfway up the mountain and will arrive soon. " Because I really want to see the beautiful scenery on the top of the mountain, I will continue to climb until I reach the top. Wow, it's beautiful!
This story tells me that no one can succeed casually, and all successful people come step by step, no matter how bumpy the road is. I've also learned that you can't give up halfway, especially when you are about to succeed.
A 600-word story of racing against the moon
Childhood is like a dream, which makes me very happy; Childhood is like a bird flying in the blue sky, carefree and free; Childhood is like a rainbow in the sky, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple and colorful, with different shapes, including my innocence, my cuteness, my naughty, my sensible, my happiness, my loss and my stupidity. I can't forget these wonderful past events. My childhood is like a dream in heaven!
I remember one night when I was five years old, I stood on the balcony and looked at the moon. I feel bored when I look at it. I looked down at the reflection of the moon in the fountain and thought, huh? How did the moon fall into the water? No, I have to find out. In this way, I ran to the fountain and saw the reflection of the moon, thinking: Ah! The moon really fell into the water! I have to save it! So, I jumped into the water in desperation and reached for the moon, but when my hand touched the water, the moon immediately turned into many golden fragments and spread around. My mouth said, "Hum, I tried my best to save you, but you didn't appreciate it. See if I don't save you. " In this way, I kept tossing in the water. When my father came back from work, he saw me "catching" the moon in the fountain. He rushed over, picked me up and asked me doubtfully, "Hui Hui, what are you doing? This will catch cold! " I replied, "Dad, don't you know? The moon fell into the water, and I saved it, but it was ungrateful and wouldn't let me save it, so I desperately tried to save it, or I would catch cold! " Dad couldn't help laughing when he heard what I said. When I got home, my father told my mother about it. As a result, my mother smiled and said, "silly boy, I thought you went to the small park to play, but you did something stupid." Baby, the moon in the water is just a reflection, and the moon in the sky is real. You can't' catch' the moon. " After listening to my mother's words, I realized that I just worked in vain and made myself sick. What a pity!
Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this, with many stupid things and many interesting things. It is so many interesting and stupid things that make up colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood. Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that the fun of childhood will be the most beautiful memory in my life.
Nine, my story composition 500 words narrative should be in chronological order.
I don't know when it started, and I have a kind of worry in my heart. I added a small lock to my thin notebook, which made me more cautious in speaking and doing things, and less naive and impulsive in the past. I learned how to be careful when dealing with people.
I wonder if the older a person is, the greater the pressure he has to bear, so that things can't be as simple and smooth as when he was young.
As we grow older, we are no longer addicted to the games of the past. Childhood play house has long been unfamiliar to us. It has long been a joke for us to hook up with childhood for a hundred years. Now we dare not make any promises to anyone casually. Everything in the past has already become history. When we suddenly look back, we find that it has already left you.
I had a quarrel with Yue yesterday because of a trivial matter. Today, I still keep a "distance" from Yue. I know that when I fell out, I couldn't fall out this morning and play hand in hand in the afternoon, just like when I was a child. With the growth of age, we are no longer naive and naive, but gradually mature and grow up. Our self-esteem is also growing. Sometimes we make mistakes, no matter whose fault it is, we will not apologize to anyone easily. If you fall out, you will not apologize to anyone easily. But can you dilute the contradiction between Yue and me?
Today, Ming said goodbye to Ming with tears and set foot on the train under the North. Since then, the so-called "meeting each other late" has been vividly reflected at this farewell moment. It is because of the pain of parting that we cherish the gathering we have now.
As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits, and no one will stay too long for an unnecessary post. It is precisely because of the pursuit that our best friends in the past will be separated now. The good ones may be better in the future, and the bad ones will be strangers.
In the last monthly exam, Dajun won the title of the first place in the class, and his vanity was extremely inflated, and his popularity was "overnight". However, the city "won" the title of the last place in the class. As a result, the city did not shed tears, because it understood that a person can only shed tears in his heart if he wants to. So, the city child in the class dementia for a few days.
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Growth is like this. There are laughter, tears, joys and sorrows, and separation. In the years that passed by in a hurry, we lost too much. Every smile of victory and every cry of injustice have taught us a lot. In the days with friends, we learned to be patient. When we cry, we have learned to get up. After our achievements, we learned to be modest.
Behind everyone's growth, there is a story of their own, which is written with smiles, tears, success and failure as music scores.