Well, there seems to be a smile on his wrinkled and haggard face.
I helped him move forward. Suddenly, I tripped over something, almost fell, and my toes hurt. I looked down and it turned out to be a brick. I wanted to move it, but when I saw that the brick was too dirty, I complained, "Who threw it on the ground and almost tripped me?" Grandpa, be careful, don't fall. "
The old man did not move. He reached out his thin hand, squatted down, touched the ground a few times, picked up the brick and put it in the corner. He also said, "Maybe someone will fall when passing by, so think more about others." Then he wiped his muddy hands on the wall. My eyes were wet, so I quickly took out my beloved handkerchief and wiped the mud off his hand. I found that the old man seemed to be using his wet handkerchief.
Yes! I am his guide on the way home, but he is my guide on the way to life. "Thinking of others" is my correct way of life.
1. A passing walk, a meaningful look back, an unspeakable love for you, and a trip to know each other. We are always thinking about it, but we are always recalling it, whether it is denouncing what we did wrong or really pursuing the lost taste.
2. The taste in memory is always pursued, recalled or cherished by most people.
3。 Buddha said: Millennium reincarnation is just an opportunity to pass by. . . . . .
4. On the bluestone road, I have been begging for millions of years, just asking you to take a look at me, suffering from the wind and rain, just looking back. . . . . .
If you want to raise a child, but don't get close to him, you will always lose and miss it, then you will understand that mom and dad love each other so deeply. . . . . .
6. A good friendship is a bitter parting, and a friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. . . . . .
7. Every one of us misses family, friendship and love every day. Do they taste sour? Is it sweet? Bitter? Is it spicy? It is full of human flavor, but we need to keep looking forward and remembering, but more importantly, we should cherish the present by recalling the past, don't cry for the broken milk, and don't regret the missed meteor.
Write five animal compositions. Four hundred punctuation marks are also words. I love you, rabbit.
There are a group of lively and lovely rabbits in my home. You see, some are all white, as white as a bunch of shiny snowflakes, and some are black and white, like a group of naughty little pandas, so cute. Those long upright ears, small eyes like glass balls, lovely three-lobed mouths and beards like silver needles all left me with good memories.
Rabbits have good jumping ability. Its body with short front feet and long back feet makes it always jump when walking, which is too eye-catching.
Long ears and short tail are what rabbits are most proud of. Well, it enjoyed its big and long "ears" leisurely in the sun, but inadvertently saw its short and thick tail!
Sweet potato vine is a delicious dish for rabbits. Whenever I put the sweet potato vine in front of them, they always eat it with relish and look around while eating, for fear that others will take it away. When they eat, they keep putting on their lips and opening their mouths as if to say, "delicious!" " I want more. I want to eat. "Whenever this happens, I can't help stuffing more sweet potato vines into the rabbit cage. Touching the rabbit, he said kindly, "eat, eat, eat more, and grow faster and fatter." "
Feeding rabbits has become my "homework" every day. Those rabbits grow up healthily under my care, which makes my life full of fun.
First of all, when I see these happy growing rabbits, I can't help saying, "I love you, rabbit".
Ask a fifth-grade composition (more than 400 words, not more than 450 words, including punctuation) not to be too difficult to understand. Unforgettable things
It was a rainy day and I hurried home. There were few pedestrians on the road, but I bumped into a man and knocked him down. He quickly stood on the wall, but fortunately he didn't fall. I looked at the man through the rain curtain. His withered hands, thin body, patched clothes, and a pair of eyes staring at me blankly-he turned out to be blind. I blushed and said, "Grandpa, I accidentally bumped into you. I'm sorry. Now, are you going home? I'll see you off. "
"Ok, thank you." There seems to be a smile on his wrinkled and haggard face.
I helped him move forward. Suddenly, I tripped over something, almost fell, and my toes hurt. I looked down and it turned out to be a brick. I was about to move it, but when I saw the brick was too dirty, I complained, "Who threw the brick on the ground and almost tripped me?" Grandpa, be careful, don't fall. "
The old man did not move. He reached out his thin hand, squatted down, touched the ground a few times, picked up the brick and put it in the corner. He also said, "Maybe someone will fall when they pass by. We should think more about others. " Then I wiped my muddy hands on the wall. My eyes were wet, so I quickly took out my beloved handkerchief and wiped the mud off his hand. I found that the old man seemed to be staring at me closely with his rain-soaked eyes. I blushed and hung my head in shame.
Yes! I am his guide on his way home, but he is my guide on the road of life. "Thinking of others" is my correct way of life.
My favorite composition is not punctuation? Animals with 350 words. My favorite little animal is a kitten.
Hehe, although it is only half a foot long, it is very fat, with black and white hair all over, a round white spot on the top of the head, black ears and four feet, and a pair of sparkling eyes that are very pleasing. Dad saw that it always makes a slight sound when sleeping, so he named it "Hehe", and my mother and I agreed. Since then, my family has added new members-hehe.
Hehe, that's naughty. What worries me most at home is its defecation. Hehe, when I get home, I will train it into a special basin in the bathroom. Unexpectedly, every time Hehe ran to the neighbor's door and peed in someone else's dustpan, the neighbors complained and prohibited Hehe from peeing in someone else's dustpan. Under my careful guidance, it developed a good habit of going to the toilet. One Sunday, hehe fell asleep on the sofa. After a while, I saw him wake up, shook his head, went down to the washbasin in the bathroom to relieve himself, slowly walked back to where he had just slept, and then went to sleep again. My mother and I unanimously praised and said, "Hehe is really sensible. Like a little adult, I will go to the toilet by myself. "
The arrival of smelly flowers brought joy to our family. After dinner every day, it is time to play games with Hehe. We taught it to play UFO. Dad and I are standing in different places, and let him pick them up when we fly out. He always picks up mine, but not my father's. Although I was angry, I was amused by his seriousness.
Before long, it was time for us to move to a new house, and we were afraid of damaging the furniture, so we gave it to others. Hehe, after we left, my family often told its stories.
Article 1: I like small animals [400 words]
I like small animals very much. I used to raise many small animals, goldfish, parrots, rabbits, chickens, hens, bullfrogs, pigeons, silkworm babies … I also played with small animals. Once, my father bought me a rabbit. At night, I put the rabbit on the bed and let it jump. When dad came, I hid it in the quilt and sat on it, not letting it move, and almost crushed it to death. I also played goldfish. My mother bought me a goldfish. During my nap, I took the goldfish bottle to the kitchen and put chopsticks in it to stir. Soon, the goldfish was killed by me.
I also bought a big rabbit at my grandmother's house. I told her to be good. This is the first time I have seen the cutest rabbit. Darling's eyelashes are very long, which is simply beautiful! Her short tail looks like a furry ball; Chickens are indispensable. They are all raised by grandpa. They are furry and cute. My pigeons were "difficult" to buy, but after my repeated entreaties, they got tired and agreed; The parrot was bought in Japan. Although they can't speak, those watery eyes made me like them at once. Silkworm baby was given to me by a friend. Its body is white, and it feels softer than a sponge. It has sticky feet and a small head with small black spots beside it. I like keeping kittens, too, but my father doesn't agree.
My friend is a small animal. I love them all my life!
Chapter 2: My favorite animal [400 words]
I have a pair of little turtles, black and green, shaped like a compass. It has watery eyes on its head, like black agate, with a big mouth and sharp teeth. It's fun to have a long or short neck. Its four feet are strong and powerful, and its webbed feet can be used in water. With it, the little turtle can swim faster in water than on land, and its claws are sharp. Its shell is to prevent other small animals from hurting themselves. Its shell can not only protect itself, but also dress itself in brown and green.
It gobbled. It doesn't eat vegetarian food, only meat. It rarely moves or pulls. But sometimes it swims around in the water tank as if looking for something.
There is one thing that makes me angry and funny, and there is nothing I can do. Once I put a small goldfish in the water tank next to the turtle's water tank. When the little turtle saw it, he climbed up, climbed to the mouth of the tank, stretched his head forward and stepped into the tank of the little goldfish. The little turtle went into the fish tank of the little goldfish and kept running after the little goldfish. The little goldfish swam around in fear. I took the little turtle out and put it on the ground, patting it gently. It shrinks its head, as if to say I won't dare again. Then I put it back in the water tank. This time it learned its lesson and never climbed out.
I really like my little turtle!
Chapter III: My favorite animal [400 words]
I like many small animals, such as cute chickens, kittens and white rabbits, and parrots that can learn to talk, but my favorite is my faithful companion, the puppy, which I named Huanhuan.
The puppy's whole body hair is white, like a fluffy ball. The puppy's nose is black, like a small black dot embedded in a fluffy ball. Although it is small, its nose is particularly sensitive. When it smells a stranger at home, it will bark. The puppy's eyes are big and bright, like two gems embedded in a fluffy ball. The dog has a small mouth and is cute when eating. The dog's feet are short, but it walks very fast, leaving traces of plum blossoms on my carpet. The puppy's tail is very short, and it jumps when walking, which is very cute. The puppy is very gentle, and its bark is also very gentle, giving people a gentle feeling.
The puppy is my good partner and my bosom friend. Every day, it seems to know when I finish school. As soon as I opened the door, I could see the puppy standing at the door wagging its tail to meet me. Later, the puppy will put the slippers in front of me. And I will take out the dog's favorite dog food as a reward.
I like my puppy very much because it can bring me happiness every day.
Chapter 4: My favorite little animal [400 words]
Let me guess a riddle with you: I have long hair all over my body, a particularly cute red nose, like to eat mice and fish, and have a quick reaction.
Do you know what this is? By the way, it is a cat-and my favorite little animal.
I remember when I was a child, there was a cat named Ahua.
Ahua is a handsome guy with a big cotton-padded jacket. Jen's biggest feature is its tail. In fact, there are two-don't believe it? Then look at the photos! This strange appearance makes up a lively and lovely Ahua.
Ahua is a clean kitten. She never urinates anywhere in the house, but hides in the grass outside the door. She never lets others stare at her going to the toilet-maybe she's shy! Jane likes taking a bath very much. Every time she takes a shower, she always shakes her wet hair, which is great. It doesn't count everywhere, and it spilled water all over me. I can't help it It's so cute.
Jane is my bosom friend, and I will tell her everything that goes wrong. At this time, she would cry, "Meow, Meow ……" as if she understood, and said, "Master, don't be sad, there is me!"
However, Ahua only stayed with me for a month and was sent away by her mother. That day, I cried ... now I still remember that clever cat, and I will never forget its lovely back.
Chapter 5: My favorite little animal [400 words]
My family has a cute and naughty little white dog named Xiaobai.
Xiaobai is very sleepy. At noon, it will find a warm place and fall asleep carefree. No matter what you call it, it doesn't seem to hear you. It goes in one ear and out the other, ignoring you at all.
Once, when it was sleeping, I secretly hid its food. When it wakes up, it can't find a good meal. Like ants on hot bricks, like cooking jiaozi. He was worried and kept barking, as if to shout, "Where is my food?" I'm starving! "
Suddenly, it saw me coming triumphantly. Like sherlock holmes, it seemed to have an answer, so it looked at me with envious eyes. After a while, it ran quickly, grabbed my pants and pulled back desperately. I don't show weakness, and I try to move forward. Alas, because Xiao Bai's teeth are sharp, I was pulled over by it.
Xiaobai begged me again and again, and his eyes showed anxiety. I have no choice but to give it the food hidden in the cupboard.
Xiao Bai suddenly felt like a puppy who found a home, mixed with sadness and joy, as if to say, "Thank you, good master!" " "
Anyway, this is an interesting thing between Xiao Bai and me!
I used to sit at the same table with her for a while before I realized her true face-fierce and diabolical. Once, I was doing my class homework at my desk, and I unconsciously crossed the 38th parallel with my elbow and touched her pencil. The pencil grunted and rolled to the ground. Without saying anything, she grabbed my red pen at the speed of the southern aurora and threw it away. My red pen flew out of the window and fell downstairs. "You pick it up for me." I dare not look at her, I said coldly with my eyes closed. Who knows her answer is "no, no, no". Seeing her triumphant appearance, I dare not make a sound, so I have to go downstairs and pick up the red pen myself.
The next day, Mr. Shu strode into the classroom and announced that this class was dictation. As soon as the voice fell, there was a commotion in the classroom. All the students took out their dictation books and held their pencils steady. I turned left and right and still couldn't find the pencil case, so I asked her for help, but she ruthlessly said two words: no borrowing. Seeing that Mr. Shu reported the third word, I was still "unarmed" and anxious like an ant on hot bricks. If I wait any longer, I can't remember the words reported by the teacher, and I can't care so much. I forcibly grabbed a pen from my deskmate's pencil box, and the tip of the pen hasn't touched my notebook yet. I grabbed it from my deskmate, put it back in the pencil case, and quickly covered it. I had to sit helpless and worried.
Worst of all, at noon the other day, I sat in her position and did my homework with Wang Jiazhen. It's a pity that she came back from kicking shuttlecock outside. When Wang Jiazhen saw it, he quickly said, "Sister-in-law, let Zero Duck Egg sit here and write for a while." But she didn't look. She shouted, "Go, go ..." Then she pushed me out, and I stumbled and almost fell.
Although she looks quiet, there are many boys who have been "violently" by her, so we boys call her "Wang Ant". Now, you should know who my deskmate is!
She has black hair, watery eyes, bushy eyebrows and slim figure. She likes black and white; She has always been so brave; She has a nickname "Big Eyes". Do you know why I gave her such a nickname? That's because she has beautiful big eyes.
When she was a child, she was very naughty. She dared to climb a big tree to make a bird's nest and pick fruit. Her only bad habit is to always put her thumb in her mouth at any time and in any scene. She likes singing, and her singing is crisp and sweet, which will charm you when she sings.
She is very brave. I remember once, she and I went to the river dam to move crabs. After a while, she asked me, "Why don't you move?" I said hesitantly, "No, I dare not, I dare not take it." She smiled and said, "What a coward! I am afraid of catching crabs. " In order to improve my courage, she caught a big crab for me to touch and let me hold it in my hand. Needless to say, in this way, the courage to catch crabs has also become greater. She smiled and asked me, "Are you still afraid?" I said one more thing. "
She is so bold that she dare not say anything. At night, she can walk alone on the path, stand on the dam and count the stars and look at the moon. Whenever I see her alone on the dam, I can't help but get a fright, but every time I don't scare her, I get a fright myself.
She is a little naughty sometimes, but she has a kind heart. If she sees someone in danger, she will always lend a helping hand to help him. After listening to so many words, she forgot to introduce her name. She is my sister.
I like my head teacher Yu very much. She has long curly hair, always has a smile on her face, her eyes always shine with wisdom, and her eyes always show kindness and love.
Sincere 450-word composition describes people's composition: mom is a person who loves to laugh, and it looks good when she smiles. That smile is like a ray of sunshine in winter, giving people warmth; Like a bright light in the dark, it gives people hope; If you are frustrated, those hands that hit your shoulders give people strength. My mother encouraged me to grow up with her smile. Once my mother was ill. He is very ill and has a fever. It's 40 degrees. Looking at my mother's thin face, I'm so anxious that I'm afraid I'll never see her smile again. So I quickly brought my mother water and medicine, hoping that she would retire soon and restore her old smile on her face. So whenever I come home from school, I carefully take my mother's temperature and change towels. Once when I was changing a towel for my mother, I mistakenly changed the hot towel into a measuring towel. This made mom's fever worse. I blame myself. I blame myself for being so stupid that I can't even take care of my mother, which makes her worse. My mother didn't blame me, but smiled and said to me, "Don't blame yourself. Mother is very happy that her daughter can take good care of her mother. How can she blame you? " I finally stopped blaming myself and looked up at my mother. What a beautiful smile on her face: with relief, tenderness and pity for me. Then I was not so gentle at first, and sometimes I was intoxicated when I remembered it later. I love my mother, but sometimes I make her unhappy. For example, that time, when I was eight or nine years old, my mother sent me to learn electronic piano. At first, I was interested, and I practiced the piano actively every time. But later, I lost interest in playing the piano. If my mother doesn't urge me to practice, I will never take the initiative to practice. After a long time, I played the piano worse and worse. Until one day, my mother took me to learn piano, and the teacher said to her mother, please stop learning piano. It's just a waste of time to continue studying like this. Mother was very anxious after listening to the teacher's words. He smiled apologetically and pleaded for the teacher, who didn't say anything. I looked up at my mother. The smile on her face was apologetic and anxious, and she was disappointed in me. That smile is fixed in my mind and I can't forget it for a long time. Perhaps the teacher was moved by what my mother said, and finally she was willing to keep me and let me continue to learn the piano. Since then, I have practiced the piano seriously every day, because I don't want to see that apologetic smile on my mother's face again. Now, I can play the electronic organ very well. There is an indispensable credit for mom here. Mother's smile protects my soul and keeps me away from the wind and rain outside; My mother's smile encourages my growth and makes me cheer up and face life; My mother's smile gave me infinite strength and filled me with hope for tomorrow.
Mantis is a beneficial insect. Pin two "broadswords" to your chest and walk around with measured steps. It's annoying, even the gecko, an insect-eating animal, has to give three points. I didn't like it before.
Mantis has a small triangular head, and its two tentacles keep swinging. Two green eyes looked around, and when the surroundings calmed down, it raised its "broadsword" and licked it on its mouth.
Once, my father brought back three big mantises. We put them on the book and looked at them with curious eyes. No one expected that a mantis would "wave" to us, crawling around and licking its tentacles from time to time, as if to amuse us. Since then, I have had some good feelings for mantis.
Mantis is very picky about hunting. Once, mantis met a grasshopper. Instead of rushing to catch the grasshopper, it first touched the grasshopper's head with a big knife, and then went to the grasshopper to try again. Unexpectedly, the grasshopper jumped hard and seemed to feel the danger and struggled desperately. Mantis immediately took back his "broadsword" and dared not take any more risks to catch it. It seems that mantis is very cautious in hunting.
Mantis is not only good at preying, but also has strong self-defense ability, which can scare and disguise people. One day, when my father was washing the car, I was playing by the grass and accidentally found a mantis, so I picked up a stick and teased it cheerfully, but something unexpected happened. It is not afraid of the huge me, it swings rhythmically, as if demonstrating to me. As soon as I saw it, I didn't dare to tease again. After a while, it disappeared without a trace while I was not paying attention.
I like mantis.
The composition of delicious food is 450 words. If you ask me what I like best? I will definitely say without hesitation, "Steamed dumplings, of course!" Have you ever eaten steamed dumplings? It is delicious. Let me introduce you.
Steamed dumplings are small, delicate and beautiful. From a distance, a dozen white and flawless jiaozi are tightly clustered together. You are next to me and I am next to you, just like a lively and lovely little peach blossom in spring. In the "mist", steamed dumplings seem more attractive. Up close, jiaozi, which is white and tender, is full and moist. Well, it looks delicious. You see, the skin is delicate, as delicate as a chubby little face of a fat doll, and it will break when pinched. Through the epidermis, you can clearly see the pure soup inside. How's it going? You want to eat it. Don't worry, there is a piece of beef as smooth as jade in it!
Steamed dumplings are not only beautiful, but also delicious. As the saying goes, "move gently, lift slowly, open the window first, and then drink soup." But I can't care so much about hunger. Looking at the delicious steamed dumplings, my saliva would have "flown down three thousands of feet". I don't care about the image of a lady. I grabbed jiaozi and stuffed it in my mouth. It was so hot that I covered my mouth and cried. This time I learned my lesson and took a bite of the skin. Suddenly, the juice poured into my mouth. It is so mellow, moist and fragrant that I am immersed in it.
The soup dumplings are really delicious. Let's try!
After writing a 450-word 2626 composition at 3 pm, the weather turned sunny. On both sides of the Yangtze River, the endless majestic peaks, pines and bamboos are covered with a layer of embroidered curtains. On the steep rock wall near the shore, you can clearly see the tracker with fibers on the back. Looking around, the mountains ahead are still shrouded in fog, but the fog is not as thick as yellow in the morning, but milky white. Now is the "dry season", and a black reef and a yellow shoal suddenly appear in the river. Ships often detour between two narrow lighthouses and go downstream. The mountains are gathering more and more, and the twilight is getting lower and lower, and gradually entering the dusk. The red and green lights are flashing gradually, while the green mountains are blurred into gray.
When I was lamenting the arrival of the night, the Yangtze River in the dark opened another charm to me. At first, there was a star's light here and a cluster of lights there, as if the Yangtze River was winking at you. Then it gets dark, and you can feel the waves rolling and boiling from the slight ripples on the hull. There was a particularly magnificent scene in the middle of the night. I walked to the deck alone. At this time, the river wind was hunting, dark and dense, and countless strong searchlights were fired at the river from the top of the ship. The sky on the river is foggy, thunder and lightning, and the wind is everywhere. Not only let people deeply understand the grand momentum of "Gao Jiang Rapids and Thunder Fighting", but you also feel that you are so close to nature, just like the whole universe, all of them are listed on your chest. Water, sky, wind and fog are integrated as if they were not a boat, but you are fighting against the river. "Dawn is ahead, we have to work hard." At this time, a solemn and beautiful emotion came to my mind. I think this is the great era I have experienced, and I suddenly concentrated on the Pentium Yangtze River. Yes, isn't that how we fight, sail and walk from night to dawn all our lives? Now, everyone in the car is asleep, the whole world is sleeping, and the cab shows quiet lights. Think about it, grab the steering wheel and find a way to break the waves through the flashing torch in the stormy waves. What a heroic life this is! Our philosophy is the philosophy of revolution, and our poetry is the poetry of fighting, which is why our life is the most beautiful. Lenin put it very well: "Go! How nice! This is life! " ...... "Jiangjin" sailed forward with a low whistle.
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In the early morning, a piece of red sunshine makes the calm river shine like glass. The Yangtze river has been in various ways for three days. Now it is not as foggy as the day before yesterday, nor is it "the color of Wushan Wuxia is bleak" yesterday, but "the Chu land is boundless and boundless." After crossing the Long Gorge, the Yangtze River has become so quiet now, as serene and loving as a young mother who has just given birth. The sky and water are really soft. The river is swaying slightly like silk, and two snow-white seagulls slowly fly parallel to Jiangjin. As far as the horizon is concerned, it condenses into transparent mist and clusters of sails, just like bundles of snow-white flowers shining under the blue sky.
On such a day, a very quiet day on the riverboat, I was totally immersed in "Red Rosa" Luxemburg's Letters in Prison.
This 19 18, the most staunch leader in the German proletarian revolution, from her letters, I felt the light of a great revolutionary's thoughts and the warmth of his heart, breaking through the shackles of prison bars and shining on the world. You see, this page:
Raindrops fall gently and evenly on the leaves, purple lightning shines in lead gray again and again, and the thunder rumbling in the distance keeps rolling like the aftermath of rough waves. In all these gloomy scenes, suddenly a nightingale cried on a maple tree in front of my window! In the rain, lightning and rumbling thunder, the nightingale crows like a crisp silver bell. It sings with ecstasy, will drown out thunder, and sing bright and dark. ...