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Naughty students write about 400 words.
This guy is the guy who helped me with a spoonful of rice yesterday. To tell the truth (I have so many truths ~ ~), he is really funny! Although he helped me with a spoonful of rice, I don't really blame him in my heart, because I ate too little rice, and he did it for my own good, hehe.
But he really gives me a headache!
I remember that on the first day of school, the teacher asked us to introduce ourselves. We all speak very well. Only he even said that I was everyone's favorite Wang Haoran with a flat tire. ! He also said: This is me: a handsome guy-Wang Haoran! God, I really want to go up and slap him! Really. Oh, dear ~ ~ but we still smiled and expressed our friendship to him. Really, he is much more handsome than you!
The biggest feature of this guy is that he loves to answer the phone. No matter who speaks, he can cut in. I really admire him! Like a ghost, he walked past you, said that, and then walked away, making people laugh and cry!
However, this guy is also humorous! After class, he turned around and cleared his throat and began to tell us jokes. As long as he is there, there is laughter. Let me tell you a joke he told us!
There is a soldier who can't tell the front from the back. The officer was very angry and asked him, What did God do for your head?
The soldier clearly replied: answer sir, in order to wear a hat!
As a result, our whole class heard it and the teachers all laughed.
It's fun to be with him! ~ there are funny jokes and funny him.
This guy is normal, I should have a lot to say, but he really doesn't agree with me to write about him, saying it will damage his handsome image. My deskmate also said that I had no aesthetic point of view, and even said that he was handsome. Really, there is nothing to say, I hope everyone likes him, hehe, don't let his handsome image be ruined!
When I was a child, I was very naughty.
When I was a child, I was very naughty.
When I was a child, there were some stories that could never be told, and one of them was still fresh in my memory.
I remember that day was a rest day. My brother and I are at home. I was reading an experimental book, and one of the experimental articles said: sharpen the soap with a knife, and then draw a few lines on the mirror, and the traces on the soap will be as realistic as cracks. Seeing this, I thought of a practical joke, playing a joke on my parents to let them relax and forget the fatigue of work. I told my brother about this great plan, and he nodded in agreement.
Then we started to implement the plan separately. My brother brought half a bar of soap and I brought a knife. In a short time, I sharpened the soap. We started to act at once. I took the soap and began to "paint" on the mirror at home. Soon, the mirror was torn open. After enjoying our "masterpiece", my brother and I ran into the room to watch TV.
After a while, the door opened with a click. It turned out that my mother had come home from work. My brother and I hid in the room and watched my mother's every move. As usual, my mother went to the bedroom to hang clothes and then went to the bathroom to wash her hands. "ah!" My mother's scream startled my brother and me. My mother ran into my room and asked, "why is the glass broken over there?" Did you do it? " Watching my mother's face suddenly turn from sunny to cloudy, I held back my smile and pretended to be innocent and said, "We have been watching TV and didn't hear the sound of broken glass." The younger brother also nodded. At this time, my father came home from work, and my mother told him about it. Father frowned and walked up and down in front of the mirror. I know he is thinking, "Oh, I see, you two naughty boys, are you kidding!" " After listening to my father's words, my mother was even more puzzled-she said, "What's the matter?" Dad said unhurriedly, "If the mirror is really broken, then the characters in the mirror are broken and can't be pieced together, and the characters in this mirror are complete, which means the mirror is not broken." The mirror is just a series of soap prints drawn by your precious son, creating the illusion of fragments. "After listening to my father's explanation, my brother and I immediately admired my father's cleverness. My mother wiped the mirror with her hand in disbelief, wiped off some soap, and the broken place will be ready soon. " Oh, soap! Well, two little bad guys lied to me in partnership. "Mom pretended to be angry to catch us, and we ran away. ...
Looking back, it was so beautiful and unforgettable. ...
When I was a child, I was naughty and wrote 400 words.
Some people say that being naughty is a child's nature. Let me think about it. Indeed, I got into a lot of trouble because I was naughty.
When I was five years old, I remember one day my grandfather took me to eat old duck soup. We passed a small watch shop. The shopkeeper and grandpa are very close, and we started talking as soon as we met. While they were talking, I slipped into the watch shop. There are all kinds of watches and watch repair tools on the table. I am so happy that I can't help playing.
I picked up a small watch with no cover in my left hand and a pliers-like tool in my right hand. I fiddled with the watch hand gently, but I didn't expect to pinch it off. I picked up a watch hand and tried to put it back, but I accidentally bent it again. I quickly took out a small hammer. "Ding Dong Ding Dong!" I want to knock it straight quickly.
The noise was heard by grandpa outside the door. "What are you doing?" I saw my grandfather staring at me and shouting. I was so scared that I quickly put down what I was holding and muttered, "I am ... I am ... repairing my watch." Grandpa saw that the watch on the table was falling apart and dragged me out of the shop step by step. Go back and apologize to the owner.
Of course, I didn't mean to. Just out of curiosity, I was in trouble. Now that I have grown up, I will try my best to control my curiosity. People can no longer call me naughty.
Everyone has fond memories of childhood. Although I am a teenager at most, I also have my own "childhood" memory, which is a kind of fruit with strange taste: sweet, bitter, spicy and sweet. ...
What I remember most is the "bird incident"
I was alone at home that day, and my parents went to work, so I was asked to do my homework at home. How much homework do you think a kindergarten student has? Nothing more than a few "how much is one plus one?" I finished it in less than ten minutes. It's so annoying. Suddenly, a naughty idea jumped into my little head melon seeds: I want to fly like a bird.
I got to work: first, I found two "Dahongying" kites and tied them to my hands. Then I moved two big stools to the backyard as "launch pads" and folded them up. Then I climbed onto the stool and jumped down, huh? Somehow, the first attempt succeeded. I tasted the sweetness, and then continued to "test flight" and improved "equipment", such as: laying a cushion on the "landing site" when it hurts; If the chair keeps shaking, write "502" under it (this ...) ...
Suddenly, mom and dad came back. As soon as I entered the door, I shouted, "Baby, we are back!" " "My posture at that time was like this: I was about to fly and left the launch pad. I was scared by the sound, panicked, didn't adjust my center of gravity, and the result was plop! (
I hope I can help you.
This serious and naughty 400-word composition
My composition is 400 words.
"Hello", I was greeting a mirror, and a handsome little boy appeared in the mirror.
The little boy in the mirror has two thick eyebrows, sometimes tightly wrinkled, forming a question mark in the middle, and sometimes happily stretching like an exclamation point. I have a pair of big eyes like black gems under my eyebrows. When the teacher is giving a lecture, I open my eyes, listen to the teacher carefully and take notes carefully. The most striking place is my little general's belly, which is round and as big as a big watermelon. My classmates nicknamed me "Panda", but I'm not. I am flexible.
My last name is Feng Mingxiangyou. My mother named me this name because my father wanted me to be open-minded and make more friends, so I named it.
Tell you, I am a naughty boy. Once my mother said, "Go to sleep, son." I don't want to leave the TV and go into the bedroom. After my mother went out, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. As soon as my mother came in, I pretended to sleep. As soon as my mother left, I opened my black ruby eyes and looked around. Suddenly I saw the scar on my foot. It was when I was six years old that my mother took me to school by bike. Before getting on the bus, my mother told me not to wander around the car, but on the way, I saw it. My mother rushed me to the hospital and left this scar on my foot.
When I was a child, I was very naughty. The composition is 400 words.
When I was a child, I was very naughty. When I was a child, there were some stories that could never be told, and one of them was still fresh in my memory. I remember that day was a rest day. My brother and I are at home. I was reading an experimental book, and one of the experimental articles said: sharpen the soap with a knife, and then draw a few lines on the mirror, and the traces of soap will be as realistic as cracks. Seeing this, I thought of a practical joke, playing a joke on my parents to let them relax and forget the fatigue of work. I told my brother about this great plan, and he nodded in agreement. Then we started to implement the plan separately. My brother brought half a bar of soap and I brought a knife. In a short time, I sharpened the soap. We started to act at once. I took the soap and began to "paint" on the mirror at home. Soon, the mirror was torn open. After enjoying our "masterpiece", my brother and I ran into the room to watch TV. After a while, the door opened with a click. It turned out that my mother had come home from work. My brother and I hid in the room and watched my mother's every move. As usual, my mother went to the bedroom to hang clothes and then went to the bathroom to wash her hands. "ah!" My mother's scream startled my brother and me. My mother ran into my room and asked, "why is the glass broken over there?" Did you do it? " Watching my mother's face suddenly turn from sunny to cloudy, I held back my smile and pretended to be innocent and said, "We have been watching TV and didn't hear the sound of broken glass." The younger brother also nodded. At this time, my father came home from work, and my mother told him about it. Father frowned and walked up and down in front of the mirror. I know he is thinking, "Oh, I see, you two naughty boys, are you kidding!" " After listening to my father's words, my mother was even more puzzled-she said, "What's the matter?" Dad said unhurriedly, "If the mirror is really broken, then the characters in the mirror are broken and can't be pieced together, and the characters in this mirror are complete, which means the mirror is not broken." The mirror is just a series of soap prints drawn by your precious son, creating the illusion of fragments. "After listening to my father's explanation, my brother and I immediately admired my father's cleverness. My mother wiped the mirror with her hand in disbelief, wiped off some soap, and the broken place will be ready soon. " Oh, soap! Well, two little bad guys lied to me in partnership. "Mom pretended to be angry and came to catch us. We ran away ... Looking back, it was so beautiful and unforgettable. ...
Naughty classmates write 400 words.
The naughty classmate in our class has a pair of big eyes, which are as bright as the water in Yuquan, but some sly eyes flash out from them. A glib mouth, he is my cousin, the most naughty classmate in the class-Liang Zhiming. Call him naughty, believe it or not. Anyway, the following example is proof. Last week, Chen Xiaole and I returned to the classroom after singing, and the classroom was in a mess. We were just about to pick it up when my cousin came over with a long yellow ruler and pointed at us like an alien. As soon as I saw him, I said angrily, "Are you still human?" ? Why don't you have any sense of responsibility? How can you be my cousin! "Say that finish, she angrily dragged Chen Xiaole to Tan teacher's office to complain. Cousin doesn't know what he did wrong yet. In class at night, the teacher came earlier than us. Seeing this messy classroom, I was furious and called my cousin over. After scolding my cousin, I called my aunt and scolded my cousin. Later, my cousin came home and wondered if menstruation had copied my cousin's pork bamboo shoots. I was very angry. If my cousin makes such trouble in the class, our class will be split up by him sooner or later, and he will ... Another time, when the performance team of our class was performing, my cousin let out a scream and scared me to fall with a bang. My classmates quickly helped me up. I gave my cousin a hard look, and he smiled proudly. I thought to myself: still laughing! You are a real headache. Well, I am lucky and unfortunate to have this cousin! Fortunately, because he likes telling jokes, unfortunately, he is too naughty. Cousin is really naughty, and the class is really naughty! Naughty classmate in our class There is a naughty king in our class who everyone knows-Li. Want to know why he has this name? Please listen to me in detail. Once, the bell rang and Tian Bin was still asleep. He crept to Tian Bin's seat, picked up a thin stick and quietly put his hand into Tian Bin's ear. He gently waved the "wand" and Tian Binke was injured. Tian Bin scratches his ears from time to time. How can he sleep? When the angry Tian Bin tried to find the culprit, he had already fled. Pranks became his specialty. Sometimes, he will find some chalk foam from the podium and secretly sprinkle it on other students' stools, making his classmates' pants white and embarrassing; Sometimes, he will quietly put some bugs and terrible gadgets in the pencil box of his female classmates to make the class boil; Sometimes, he will stick some funny little notes on the hair of female classmates, which will make others lose face; Sometimes … although he is naughty, his teachers and classmates still like him very much. Because he is so naughty and cute, smart and witty. Another math class, the teacher told us the thinking questions seriously, and we all listened attentively. Suddenly he stood up and said that what the teacher said was wrong. It should be ... the teacher was surprised and had to recalculate. It turned out that the teacher was wrong. For this reason, the teacher also admires him and is often praised by the teacher. This is the naughty king of our class A clever, lively and mischievous little boy. Everyone in our class has the character of a naughty classmate. They are naive, lively, naughty, naughty and naive ... There is a well-known "naughty bag" in our class. Our class has a most special seat opposite the teacher's desk, which is for the naughty bag in our class. In class, he always likes to talk to his classmates, or just play with toys and origami under the table. No class can fail to ask the teacher to call the roll. "Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling ..." When the class rang, students came into the classroom one after another, so he put out his foot and tripped a passing classmate. Seeing this, he burst out laughing. The tripped classmate asked him angrily, "Why did you trip me?" He said casually, "My script has just come out. That's because you don't pay attention to the road. Because you are stupid. "He tripped over others, not only didn't say sorry, but also scolded his classmates. It's really uncivilized Once, a classmate's pencil case fell to the ground. He saw it and stepped on it. He pretended to be a good man and picked it up. He said to the director of the pen cover, "I didn't mean to. Not by accident. " Let the director of the pen cover be angry and funny. He obviously made an excuse to say that he didn't mean to watch it. In the composition class, the teacher asked us to write a composition: childhood fun, when the teacher was talking about how to write, he was doing his own thing, and as a result, he didn't know how to write when writing. So, he thought of a bad idea: if you can't write, you can copy a composition book. He saw a classmate's composition book lying on his desk, so he snatched the book, which happened to have the composition requested by the teacher. When the classmate tried to grab the book, the naughty boy said, "This book is mine now, so I grabbed it. "Let the students speechless. This is the naughty classmate in our class. Do you want to know who he is? Tell you he is-Wu Xiaodong! (For reference only)
When I was a child, I was very naughty.
Some people say that being naughty is a child's nature. Let me think about it. Indeed, I got into a lot of trouble because I was naughty.
When I was five years old, I remember one day my grandfather took me to eat old duck soup. We passed a small watch shop. The shopkeeper and grandpa are very close, and we started talking as soon as we met. While they were talking, I slipped into the watch shop. There are all kinds of watches and watch repair tools on the table. I am so happy that I can't help playing.
I picked up a small watch with no cover in my left hand and a pliers-like tool in my right hand. I fiddled with the watch hand gently, but I didn't expect to pinch it off. I picked up a watch hand and tried to put it back, but I accidentally bent it again. I quickly took out a small hammer. "Ding Dong Ding Dong!" I want to knock it straight quickly.
The noise was heard by grandpa outside the door. "What are you doing?" I saw my grandfather staring at me and shouting. I was so scared that I quickly put down what I was holding and muttered, "I am ... I am ... repairing my watch." Grandpa saw that the watch on the table was falling apart and dragged me out of the shop step by step. Go back and apologize to the owner.
Of course, I didn't mean to. Just out of curiosity, I was in trouble. Now that I have grown up, I will try my best to control my curiosity. People can no longer call me naughty.
Everyone has fond memories of childhood. Although I am a teenager at most, I also have my own "childhood" memory, which is a kind of fruit with strange taste: sweet, bitter, spicy and sweet. ...
What I remember most is the "bird incident"
I was alone at home that day, and my parents went to work, so I was asked to do my homework at home. How much homework do you think a kindergarten student has? Nothing more than a few "how much is one plus one?" I finished it in less than ten minutes. It's so annoying. Suddenly, a naughty idea jumped into my little head melon seeds: I want to fly like a bird.
I got to work: first, I found two "Dahongying" kites and tied them to my hands. Then I moved two big stools to the backyard as "launch pads" and folded them up. Then I climbed onto the stool and jumped down, huh? Somehow, the first attempt succeeded. I tasted the sweetness, and then continued to "test flight" and improved "equipment", such as: laying a cushion on the "landing site" when it hurts; If the chair keeps shaking, write "502" under it (this ...) ...
Suddenly, mom and dad came back. As soon as I entered the door, I shouted, "Baby, we are back!" " "My posture at that time was like this: I was about to fly and left the launch pad. I was scared by the sound, panicked, and didn't adjust my center of gravity. As a result, I plopped! (
Naughty 0 composition 400 words
Naughty is a boy's nature, but my naughty is beyond description. Everyone gave me a special nickname-naughty king! version
Of course, I am a naughty king, and sometimes I shine.
One day, I was playing in the yard and saw a pile of honeycomb briquettes in the corner, which aroused my curiosity. So I ran over and poked it with my finger. Suddenly, a mouse came out of the hole. I was quick of eye and load, so I picked up the coal and smashed it. "Pa-pa-pa" made three shots. At this time, Aunt Wang just came down from upstairs and saw my hands were dirty and my face was like a piece of black charcoal. She frowned and said, "The coal miners are coming." I smiled shyly at her. When she saw the dead mouse in the corner, she understood everything. Smiled and said, "coal miners have become experts in catching mice." I smiled after listening, and my heart was full of sweetness.
Gradually, I became a "celebrity" in the courtyard.
At school, my popularity is not low, don't believe you.
"Take the medicine!" The students endured the bitterness of the epidemic prevention soup under the order of the monitor. I took the sugar out of my pocket. Originally, I just wanted to put it in medicine, but when I think about it, the teacher has to take medicine. I went to the teacher and said, "Teacher, let me prescribe some medicine for you!" " ""good! "I took the opportunity to secretly take the sugar in my hand and take the medicine bowl away. The teacher swallowed it in one gulp: "Hey, this medicine is quite sweet? The teacher looked at the bottom of the cup and seemed to understand something: "So you naughty boy did it! " "