1 Some people like golden oranges, some like red apples, and others like ... but unlike them, I prefer bananas with golden coats.
When I came home from school at noon the day before yesterday, I found a bunch of bananas on the table, crowded together, as if discussing something. I gently break off one and observe it carefully. It has a golden coat with some black spots on it. Let's get together and smell it. The faint fragrance makes people swallow their mouths. I carefully peeled off its coat. At this time, the banana looks like a little girl in a skirt. I took a bite, cool, soft, chewy and sweet, mixed with the previous fragrance, delicious.
Bananas have many functions. Can help digestion, can be eaten as a meal, and can also ... Ah, bananas have too many functions!
Speaking of interesting things about bananas, there are too many. I remember once, I came home with a newspaper and found a bunch of bananas on the windowsill. I can't wait to break off one, peel it off, bite off half, and put it in my mouth to taste slowly. At this time, my mother came out of the kitchen and asked, "What's your score on the paper?" With a banana in my mouth, I vaguely replied, "Mmm … delicious, mmm …" My mother sighed, "Alas, you greedy little cat. Forget it, I'll read the newspaper myself. "
Do you think bananas are delicious after reading my composition?
There is an exquisite computer in my small room, which my parents bought for my study in the summer vacation.
My computer is silvery white, and the mainframe is flat and durable. The monitor has bright colors and clear images, and I also equipped it with two small "ears"-stereo. Even my brother, who always thought his computer was the best, envied me more and more.
I can't put this computer down. Whenever I open the "window", I can't wait to explore the infinite knowledge and mystery inside, and I feel that I am swimming in the ocean of knowledge, which makes me beautiful.
I remember once, at noon, I went online again. At that time, my mother asked me to have dinner. I was too interested in computers to hear it. Then my mother called again ... Finally, my mother got angry and came up to me and shouted, "Li Zhe, hurry up and eat. Do you want to try my hula hoop? " I have to turn off my cell phone when I hear this. But I still thought of an online composition and slowly walked into the canteen. At this time, I only heard the laughter of "Ha ha ……", and I just recovered. So I went to the bedroom. My face suddenly turned red. Laugh when you think about it now.
It seems no exaggeration to say that computers are an ocean of knowledge and an invisible teacher.
In midsummer, lotus petals will automatically fall off, and the lotus that has been hidden under the lotus finally stands out. When it matures, you pick it off, peel off the lotus seeds and eat it, and you will feel My Sweetie. Lotus root is my favorite food.
I heard that the lotus in the rain is more beautiful, and I really appreciate it today. It's cloudy everywhere and it's raining in Mao Mao. I braved the rain and squeezed into the pavilion to see the picturesque scenery. The rain falls on the lotus leaf and jumps like a lovely dewdrop. Dressed up in the rain, the lotus flowers look so bright. The breeze is blowing, and the lotus flowers swing gracefully like a girl, dotted with the sparkling lake. It is said that a long time ago, the Queen Mother's maid, Yu Ji, was moved by the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, and went down to earth privately, and was known by the Queen Mother, turning her into a lotus flower "turned into mud and never went to a worse place again". Therefore, there is an eternal famous sentence praising the lotus, "Out of the mud, it is not stained, and it is clear and not demon".
Lotus can't compare with the king of flowers-peony, the fairy of flowers-narcissus. What is more valuable for this "gentleman in flowers" is his muddy but not dirty character. In my heart, the lotus is beautiful and great, and the whole body is treasure; But I love its quality of "being born in mud but not touching" more. I should learn from it, the quality of never giving in in bad environment. I praise the lotus and its selfless dedication.
Explanatory composition 4 Hello! Hello, everyone, I am one of many strawberries. Today, I will introduce myself to you!
We have many varieties of strawberries. The more common strawberries with "green straw hat" and "pockmarked face". Among many fruits, our strawberries are very nutritious, and the nutritional content is actually ten times higher than that of apples and grapes. Among them, the most is vitamin C, and carotene!
Strawberries are not only bright in appearance, but also delicious in pulp. Cut a piece and the bright red flesh will be exposed. Take a bite, the sour and sweet taste is refreshing. Especially in summer, strawberries are also very sour. I remember once, a friend's teeth were sore because he ate too much, and finally he couldn't even bite tofu.
Our strawberries are also nutritious and can resist diseases, such as high blood pressure.
All right, kid, I'm going to be picked by the farmer's uncle. By the way, if you want to know me, please ask your mother to buy it in the market! I can assure you that you will like me after eating me!
The summer sun hangs in the sky like a big fireball. I was sweating profusely, but the dog hid in the shade and stuck out its tongue.
I was surprised and thought: Why does the puppy stick out its tongue? Then I found the answer in a book. It turns out that we dissipate heat through sweat glands on the body surface, so we sweat. The sweat glands of dogs grow on the tongue, so they can only stick out their tongues to dissipate heat. I am glad that I have learned new knowledge.
I am a small tree, breathing the fresh air in the big forest. Suddenly an unknown "animal" cut me down with an axe. I don't know how long it took. Only when I came to a big city did I know that "animals" called people. I was taken to a factory, and after all kinds of processing, I became a pencil dressed in blue and white.
I was sent to the supermarket for sale and bought by a lovely little boy. In his house, I met many pencils like me. I was put into a small box by my little master. One day, I was taken out by my young master and put into a "big mouth monster". After a while, I was pulled out by the young master and changed from a flat head to a pointed hairstyle. Every time the young master put me in the mouth of the monster, I became short, and finally I became very short.
One day, some unknown pens came and I didn't know until I asked. Their names are mechanical pencil. According to them, people cut down too many trees now, and sandstorms often occur, so the young owner bought mechanical pencil.
Although I didn't stay with the young master forever, I'm glad the tree friends were protected.
The classroom is sacred; Classroom is the source from which we learn the nectar of knowledge; The classroom is selfless; Classroom is the first step to success.
The classroom in my mind is full of thinking, positive and energetic. Classroom is an ocean of knowledge where teachers lead students to navigate in books; It is the teacher who leads the students to create in the world of practice; It is the teacher who leads us to run and jump on the wide playground; Classroom is marching towards the four virtues, and it is the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty.
The classroom in my mind is humorous. Where there is no laughter, even with abundant water and fertilizer, the grass will still die. Learn through laughter and grow through laughter. Let the classroom come alive. It turned out to be dry, like a broken pearl. Now it is a poem with emotion, which makes people intoxicated.
The classroom in my mind should be more beautiful. Feel the ever-changing beauty among words, numbers and letters in beautiful words, expensive words and quiet words. Listen to the "melody" of the classroom, let us revel in it and enjoy the happy learning atmosphere.
In my opinion, the classroom is poetic. There is no truth, only philosophy that makes people form a lifetime. There are bursts of sweet-scented osmanthus in the classroom, because only fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus is a poetic dwelling.
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I am a student in the classroom and have been asking for advice from the classroom. The classroom is a ladder, and we are the people who learn how to climb it; The classroom is a flame, and we are people in the dark. The classroom is water and we are thirsty people. My thoughts on the classroom ...
Everyone has his favorite stationery. I like orange pencils best. This pen was given to me by my mother. She also said to me, "I hope you can learn from the next level." This pen is brightly colored and engraved with some lovely patterns. I can't hold it when I sleep at night, and I can't let it go. Although I only spent a month with the pencil, my mother asked her to keep it several times, but I didn't agree, so I tried to get it several times and everything I saw was in good condition. Finally my mother admitted that I could protect it.
I gently picked up my favorite pencil, but I saw that it was cylindrical and colorful. Her design is divided into four squares, the first is a garden, the second is a calf, fox and bird sitting on a bench, which looks very comfortable, the third is a crocodile teacher in class, which looks very powerful, and the fourth has many squares, including magicians, children and so on.
She helps me with my homework, keep a diary and so on.
She is really my inseparable friend.
There are 9 expositions. After careful tasting, I found that there is a special taste: sweet, faint, clear ... which makes people remember deeply and is even more difficult to give up.
This is an indescribable taste. I like this smell-the smell of home. I like the warm love and affectionate atmosphere at home.
Every day, I hear my mother's exhortation, my father's deafening reprimand, my grandmother's amiable persuasion, and my grandfather's long "sigh". Maybe you think it's just a lullaby that floats from time to time in life, which is really insignificant. A yawn can throw it away. But savor carefully, the sentence "Have you finished your homework? Have you folded the quilt? ..... ",are full of my mother's selfless love for me; "The font is neatly written and the homework is well written ..." All reveal my father's hope for success; "As the saying goes ... in ancient times ..." is full of grandma's concern for me. Melancholy monologues sigh: "How is this child ... doing at school ... alas", all of which are saturated with grandpa's expectations for his children and grandchildren.
My home is the most common one among thousands of families in rural Qian Qian, but I love it because it is the source of my love and my shelter from the wind. My family are all farmers to the core. They don't talk in an orderly way like philosophers, nor are they as sweet and plump as musicians, but I love them more, because they not only give me life, but also give me an education of love. They teach me knowledge, teach me to be a man, and always give me warmth, care and encouragement. ...
In winter, my mother sent my cotton-padded clothes to my bed early, my father braved the snow to send me to school, my grandmother cooked every meal for me regardless of the cold, and my grandfather personally sent me steaming meals. When I was sick, they were so anxious that they looked for a doctor to buy me medicine regardless of fatigue and took good care of me. When I am unhappy, they will patiently enlighten me to "learn from mistakes"; When I am happy, their faces are also filled with smiles; Whenever I make achievements in my studies, they will praise me with a delicious meal. When I failed, they suggested that "failure is the mother of success".
Whether at home or outside, I can deeply feel the warmth of home. Whether I go to the ends of the earth or close at hand, the aura of their love will always be by my side, and happiness will always accompany me. True love is traceless, and true love is even more silent. Taste the taste of home with a grateful heart. I like it better.