Four detailed descriptions of about 200 words are required.

Detail description fragment 1: On holidays, my father always hangs pictures in the living room, which is nothing more than small scenic figures. He will put them away after the festival. This picture of nave has been in the drawer for more than ten years, and this is the first time to show up. He didn't eat any food, so he hung up the picture: first, remove the small piece under the wall near the door, and people stood trembling on the wooden chair, holding the picture in their hands, trying to hang it on the wall. Second sister can't stand it. Come and fix the chair and let him hang calmly. Nave is a splash-ink peony with the title "Flowers are like flowers"; The length of the painting is very large, hanging in the middle of the wall, accounting for one-third of the area, which is not commensurate with the living room that is not wide. The thick ink color and bright posture of peony are quite different from the furniture that has lost its luster. Dad lit the sunset glow and stood in a corner, holding the blooming flowers carefully. He saw nothing but the picture on the wall. Detail description fragment 2: At the end of last year, when I was 20 years old, my father coaxed me into saying that my daughter was an adult, so I had to behave myself and call my brother-in-law and sisters back for my birthday. Mom fried two large plates of hot noodle soup, waiting left and right, but couldn't wait for Yao Ge and Ling He. The second brother-in-law was so hungry that he started without waiting. I never touched chopsticks myself, so I put a small dish in the kitchen cupboard for Brother Yao. After eating noodles, my elder sister-in-law was in a good mood and took the lead in singing with a broken voice. Several people piled their heads and looked at a tattered piece of music. I opened my voice and sang. At the end of the song, I saw the small wall clock and the gate once. After they left, I put the thick cakes left for Brother Yao on a small plate and moved them to the kitchen. In the kitchen cabinet, the fried noodles are cold, and the oil on the pavement is covered with frost. I moved the noodles and cakes into the refrigerator, shook my hands and slammed the refrigerator door.

Lying in bed with eyes closed, my brain seems to be wound up and I can't stop for a moment. How could I forget my birthday? When I was a child, I bought a new calendar for the Spring Festival. The first thing Brother Yao did was to stack a few pages on each family's birthday. I was afraid that the days would slip away and I forgot. He and I stacked one after another to show our grandeur. Detail description fragment 3: As soon as he left, I couldn't wait to tear open the wrapping paper: it was a set of brushes, and I thought about it for a long time. The bottom of the box is signed with the English name of Sister Yao Ge Ling He. I chose the most dazzling turquoise, untied the pen cover and began to apply it carefully, one by one, until Lingjie's name was completely buried.

Detail description fragment 7: Farmtools such as plows and hoes are piled up in the barn, neatly leaning against the earth wall, just like the shape of a row of people. Rust smells from them. This is my barn, a dark and unfathomable space. Grandma's spinning wheel is still hanging in mid-air, and thin cobwebs are formed around the wheels and leaves. Romance regards the spinning wheel as a giant spider, always looking down on people's heads. As the sunshine on enough paper fades, all the sundry farm tools disappear, leaving only a vague outline. You look like a row of people. It's getting dark The romantic desire struck again, and he ran to the door, pushing the wooden door desperately. He heard the crash of two big locks, and the door was locked by his father and could not be pushed open. "Let me out. I won't steal buns to eat! " Detail description fragment 4: The mid-term exam results came out, and Mr. Mao came into the classroom with a stack of math papers. The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and you could hear the sound of a needle falling. ...

The teacher began to report the scores. I thought I did well in the exam and my heart was full of joy. It seems that something pleasant has happened at home. I am very happy!

When the teacher reported my score, it surprised me, because my score was only 66, and my smiling mood suddenly became very heavy!

When I walked onto the podium with a sad face, the teacher said in a voice that resounded through the sky: "You see that your poor grades are all mistakes caused by carelessness." Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Your exam shamed our class. Everywhere you go, people will ask, "Hey, Mr. Mao, I heard that Simao, a classmate in your class, only got 66 points in this exam. She is the cleverest student in the school. Why does she rely so much on this exam? " After Mr. Mao said these words, the whole class knew my score, and they all said, "This man is really careless. Originally, he was a famous good student in the whole school, but now he has become a famous poor student in the whole school! " ……

Because of the lessons of this exam, I will carefully check any exam in the future and give it to the teacher, so my grades have been rising, and every exam is the first in my class!