I am a tall and straight tree, and I am happy every day in the forest. What I look forward to most is the 2nd of every month, because the workers in the paper mill will come to pick strong trees. I used to be short and the workers looked down on me, but now I am strong enough. Finally, one day, I was taken to the truck by workers and came to "Mary Paper Processing Factory". Soon, I became a lot of brand-new books. I said to a brother, "this is so interesting, it's not for nothing!" " ""yes, yes! " It smiled at me.

Two days later, I was sent to a bookstore called Book Materials and put a bookshelf on it. How time flies! Seeing my brothers being picked away one by one, I am so greedy! God helps God, and my day-to-day waiting finally paid off-I was taken away by a gorgeous little girl.

My good day is coming! The little girl passed the hard pen 10 level. She left me a neat and delicate line. Teachers often leave me "excellent" and "excellent" comments. I am very happy, because I am often handed down to show my master's classmates what my homework is.

Occasionally see a brother. As soon as we met, it kept complaining to me: "Brother! I am really unlucky for eight generations. This boy named Wang Shaoqi tore my face and scribbled on me ... "

Humans, don't think that our books are lifeless! We also have our own joys and sorrows, please take good care of us!

2. The appearance of the characters describes my math teacher's composition.

There are three math teachers in my primary school, and now Teacher Luo is teaching me.

Teacher Luo is quite tall. Her hair is light yellow with some curly hair at the back. She has big eyes, her nose is neither flat nor upturned, and her mouth is neither too big nor too small. Teacher Luo usually wears earrings. Because Miss Luo is beautiful, she can wear anything and fashionable clothes.

Teacher Luo is still very young, but she is particularly responsible for us. There are always mistakes in doing problems in our class. Because there is not enough time, we can't explain them in class. But the teacher will ask those students who make mistakes to stay after school, and then explain patiently until they understand. Some of those students will complain that they left themselves too late. Don't they know that teachers stay at school, too? Isn't this a waste of teachers' time? The teacher will explain it to you because he cares about you, doesn't he?

Once, when we finished our homework at school, Mr. Luo walked to see how our homework was done. If someone can't, he or she will tell him or her. The classroom is very quiet. I'm working hard. I'm almost finished. I didn't expect a trip on the way-I couldn't do a topic, so I racked my brains to make a draft, but I still couldn't do it. Just as I was thinking hard, Teacher Luo came over and asked softly, "What's the matter? Is there a problem you can't do? " I nodded, so she moved the book over there. After reading the topic, she picked up the pen, opened the draft book, gently crossed the topic and told me gently. After that, I was enlightened, and my thoughts were like a turned-on faucet, which was out of control. After the topic was finished, Teacher Luo looked at my formula and said, "Do you understand now?" I nodded, and she went to check the homework of other students. ...

Teacher Luo is like this, being serious and responsible for his students.

3. Composition about the description of people's appearance Most of the people you worship are famous scientists or famous stars and great men, but I worship unknown street angels and cleaners.

This year's Golden Week, I wanted to visit Jinhu in Taining on the 2nd, but I happened to meet typhoon 19. This good plan was destroyed by the typhoon. When I walked out of the house, I saw that the typhoon made the roadside full of accumulated soil, and it sank when I stepped on it. Everyone is walking around. But the cleaners are dirty or not. They put on masks, rain boots and kept waving shovels. They don't bother to wipe when they are sweating. It's really hard. Thinking that I was full of complaints just now and watching them clean up the city for us and make it beautiful and colorful, I feel really small.

I once saw a report on the Internet: "A cleaner was hit by a group of posters while brushing a small advertisement at a bus stop." These people who put up small advertisements are really, obviously wrong. Not only do they not admit their mistakes, but they also beat the cleaners. That's disgusting.

Some people look down on them because of their humble position, and because they are dirty, they avoid them everywhere when they see them But if there are no cleaners on our earth, the earth will be dirty everywhere, and then the earth will be miserable. Have you ever thought about this situation? In fact, cleaners are engaged in the industry of cleaners because their knowledge level is not high enough. But they still contribute to society.

How ordinary and great the cleaners are. They make our city so clean and beautiful. I think their value is much higher than ours. Mom said: "In fact, you are also very valuable, because you have done what you should do-learning without asking for rewards, of course, thinking about how to contribute to the motherland in the future!" After listening to my mother's words, I seem to feel my value.

I believe many people will think of Hu Shi's My Mother after seeing this topic. No, my inspiration really comes from this.

My mother is a little different from ordinary mothers. She has no job, but she has taken good care of me for ten years. I have asked her to find another job many times and let her communicate more with the outside world, but my mother doesn't want to. I don't understand why my mother did this. Now, I finally understand that she wants to take better care of me who has already entered junior high school. It's just that what my mother has to do now is more difficult than before.

My father was ill a few years ago and spent some time in the hospital. Although his health is almost the same as before, his health is not as good as before. He used to have a good temper, but my mother told me that his temper has not been as good as before since I learned that he had the virus. I remember it very clearly. At that time, his father liked to hold me on his head, and now everything is a memory.

My mother is not only a professional wife, but also a qualified mediator.

I often have trouble with my father. My mother always tells me that your father is in poor health, so let him go. But dad is still my good dad, and there will still be laughter when we are together. I owe it to my mother. In fact, a mother knows best what she thinks in her heart. Mother doesn't want me to be at odds with my father. She thinks that a family should cherish the time together. Mom will talk less and laugh more when she is at home.

In my eyes, the person who knows me best is my mother. I still remember that my mother and I had a fight. That time, my mother cried. But I still felt very proud at the time. Now that I think about it, I really regret it. I don't understand why there is a generation gap between children and adults. Why can't you treat your mother as a friend? I have this idea because of everything my mother has done.

My mother is the person who respects me most in the world. She would never invade my privacy. Because she knows that if I want to tell her, I will. Since I don't want to talk about it, she won't ask. Everything about me, she won't move. This is my proudest point as her daughter. My mother will respect me like this, which may be related to some of her beliefs.

My mother is a Christian and has believed for many years. Maybe this time should be counted from the day she came into this world. My mother never lies. She said my ancestors wouldn't like it, so she trained me slowly. Mother's favorite phrase, I will never forget, "Our father in heaven, may everyone hallow your name." . May your kingdom come. May your will be done on earth, as you walk with others ... "forever, forever." ...

5. The 200-word composition describing the appearance of the characters was originally published by jr7x75.

1, the old man, wearing a broken straw hat on his head, the hair exposed outside the brim has turned gray. There is a coat that is neither gray nor yellow on the shoulder. The whole back, dark and shiny, seems to be coated with oil. The following trouser legs rolled over the knees, and the furry calves were covered with countless large and small tendons and bumps, which were connected in series by towering blood vessels. There are no shoes on my feet, and the old skin on my feet is even a finger thick ... There is a long pipe around my waist, which swings like a pendulum.

The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.

3. Academic adults are about forty-five or six years old. A black and yellow face, two glass balls are more white and less black. The eagle's nose is very high in the middle, and some yellow ears hang below it, covering its mouth. Wearing an old grey official gauze robe and a pair of western-style trousers with trouser legs made of Henan silk. The first step is a pair of semi-new foreign leather shoes, revealing the socks made by the local blue market cloth family. At first glance, people feel that the light is not harmonious, but when they get used to it, they look more like "old and new Xian Yi" and "they can't stand being in a daze". Or it can be said that it is the first sound of the blending of eastern and western cultures.

There are several newspapers and magazines scattered on the long platform in the lounge. Facing the person sitting, the newspaper blocked his face. It won't be a student-even a high-level student may not be able to read German newspapers. The nails in the newspaper were mottled with red chlorophyll cracks. Ru Liang knew that it must be the female typist in the principal's office. She put down the newspaper,

6. Five 300-word compositions describing the appearance of the characters. My mother has a round face, big eyes and a medium build. She will show a tiger's teeth when she smiles.

My mother used to be an English teacher in a middle school, but now she teaches in a university, so she is usually very busy. Five articles with 300 words describing the appearance of the characters.

However, whenever she has time, she will play with me. If the weather is better, we will play badminton; Sometimes, we will read a book together and share the happiness we get in the book; Sometimes, we laugh at a humorous joke; Sometimes we also play many small games.

When I am happy, my mother will laugh with me like a child. On weekdays, when I play with her, she always makes me laugh with his humorous words, which makes me have no strength to stand up and makes me "lose without a fight".

Of course, in most cases, I try not to laugh. This expression of blushing and tense facial muscles will make my mother laugh first, and then we will laugh endlessly together.

7. My grandmother and I have always lived together.

My grandmother is a middle school teacher. She has bright eyes under her black eyebrows. She is not tall and her chubby body is always so busy.

Grandma is very serious and responsible for her work, and I admire her very much. Grandma is over 500 years old and still cares about her students. Students come to her for help, big or small.

I remember one night last winter, the cold wind kept blowing. Grandma and I had just fallen asleep when we heard someone knocking at the door. When the door opened, it turned out to be a student. The student said, "teacher, one of our students who lives on campus is ill." Our teacher is not here. Would you please take a look? " Grandma put on her clothes and left without saying anything.

It was not until 4 o'clock in the morning that grandma dragged her tired body back. Looking at her purple face with cold, I touched her cold hand and asked, "Grandma, are you cold?" Grandma smiled and said, "What does it matter to be cold if you do something for the students?" Grandma's words remain deeply in my memory.

Grandma cares about her students in every way, but she has no time to take care of her health. Every night, grandma prepares lessons until late at night. Sometimes when I wake up and see it, I feel distressed and say to my grandmother, "Grandma, it's time for you to go to bed."

Grandma said, "Go to sleep. I have to go to school tomorrow. If I don't prepare lessons carefully, how can I give lectures to students tomorrow? " I don't want to interrupt grandma's thoughts any more, so I nodded helplessly. Looking at her more and more white hair, my eyes are moist.

I fell asleep unconsciously. In my dream, I saw my grandmother. Holding flowers in her hand, she faced a group of children with a happy smile on her face ... In a blink of an eye, I also became a people's teacher, and I was walking in her footsteps.

I have a good father who is silent. When he was with his mother, he heard her talking all the time. My father just keeps smoking and answers once in a while, and most of them are just a sentence or two.

When the guests came home, their father accompanied them to dinner, neither letting wine nor persuading them to eat. It is impolite to eat only your own food.

It's the same for us children. He seldom asks about our study. He thinks that learning is our own business.

Ask him if you have any questions. He also said that you should ask the teacher. My father is a farmer, but in my eyes, many places are not like real farmers.

My father finished primary school and dropped out of school because of poverty in the second grade of junior high school. Then he and several companions ran to Baotou without telling their grandparents, where they went to a technical secondary school for two years.

Later, due to natural disasters in the 1960s, the school was dissolved, and my father returned to his hometown to continue to be his farmer. My father wrote a very good hand of calligraphy. Whoever has a wedding or funeral in the village always respectfully asks his father to be a cashier and write something down.

Spring Festival is a busy season for my father. The villagers sent red paper to my house early and asked my father to write Spring Festival couplets. Often, before the Spring Festival, my family has long been filled with festive atmosphere.

When I was a child, my father asked me to learn to write letters to my uncle in Shandong. What format, how to call it and how to sign it are all taught by my father.

Although I like his handwriting, I haven't practiced it for a long time, and it hasn't been shapeless until now. When I go home and have a drink with my father until I am happy, my father always points at me and says, "As far as you are concerned, you are still a Chinese department or a teacher. The writing is not as good as that of a farmer like me. "

I can only smile and nod. Father is a man who loves books.

Every time he goes out, he always puts a book in his bag. There is really nothing to read, so I have to bring some newspapers.

I remember my father bought books by himself, including Water Margin, Stories of Eastern Zhou Countries, Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio and Three Stories by Feng Menglong, which were published in 1975. During the slack season, other men play cards or gamble, and my father reads on the kang.

On rainy and snowy days, I read books all day. In the past two years, my father was dazzled, so he bought a pair of reading glasses himself and didn't forget to study.

I sometimes look carefully, and the old man really looks like a literati. When I went home this summer vacation, I rummaged through the bookcases and found a set of "Wonders of Ancient and Modern Times" by the old man in Ming Dynasty, which was engraved in Daoguang period of Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, one roll is missing.

I said to him, give me this book. Father said yes, but I can't see at all.

My father often said to me with emotion, "During the Cultural Revolution, all the books left by your grandfather when he was a private school teacher were burned while I was cooking, for fear of getting into trouble. It's worth it if you don't stay until now. "

So I am also very emotional. Fortunately, our generation will never catch up with the era of "burning books".

Of the three children in my family, my father loves me the most. He said I could sit still and behave myself. In winter, I run in the street all day, sweating all over, and my cotton trousers are wet with heat.

Before getting up in the morning, my father always lights the stove early, then turns my cotton trousers over by hand and bakes them near the stove bit by bit, shaking them slowly while baking. Soon, I saw plumes of hot air coming out of my cotton trousers. After baking, dad will rub cotton trousers with his two pairs of big hands to make them soft.

When I put it on again, I felt very warm. My father is a restless man. He often polishes my shoes, and he polishes them carefully every time.

Every day, my father takes out the bike I rode at school, and when I go home at night, my father takes care of it for me every time. His job is to clean the car and cheer up.

In his eyes, I always seem to be a child. All the books I read at school were covered by my father himself and written with a brush.

I have been a teacher for so many years, and my high school textbooks are still well preserved. Sometimes I see him say that this book is useless. Please sell it.

Father always said, "keep it, keep it, you will hate it if you use books." I went to college in Nanjing for four years. Every time my father writes to me, the letter always ends with, don't worry about money, eat well and take care of your health.

He seldom tells me to study hard, but after reading my father's letter, I naturally know how to study. Now, I have been a father for more than ten years.

When the child was young, he refused to take medicine because of illness. He often beats children, but he is older, and I often beat him because he doesn't like going to kindergarten. Until now, I haven't studied hard and failed in the exam. I scolded my children, too.

Think about my father's attitude towards me, and then think about my attitude towards my children. I'm really ashamed. My dad and I meet several times a year, and he gets old as soon as we meet.

8. For the description of characters, there must be the title or title of the article: when we learn to write a composition, we often write about people.

A writer should write what he really likes. Generally, the description of characters begins with their appearance.

Are all people the same in appearance? (shaking his head) How to write who looks like who? Today, we are going to learn "the description of human appearance". (Writing on the blackboard: a description of a person's appearance) (Teacher gives an example and reads it by name) Health: (Expression reading) She is very tall, with soft black hair and many thin and long braids.

Snow-white oval face, a pair of shiny black eyes flashing under slender eyebrows, revealing bright light. She usually wears a long red and yellow shirt with light green tights. How like a little girl in Xinjiang! Teacher: The article describes a classmate in our class. Think about who she really is. (Students raise their hands after looking at each other) Please tell me why it is her.

Student: She is Zhao from our class. I guessed from "black and soft hair with many thin and long braids" because she is the only female classmate in the class.

Student: I must be Zhao. The clothes she usually wears are very bright, just like what she wrote in her composition.

Health: It can also be seen from the description that it belongs to Zhao. Teacher: Please stand up and let everyone observe.

(Zhao stands up) Why does everyone guess it's her? Because this description captures the characteristics of Zhao. (writing on the blackboard: grasping the characteristics) What aspects of the characters do you grasp in the text to write? Health: height, hair, eyes, face, clothes.

Teacher: People are called "figure", hair, face, eyebrows and eyes are called "head" and clothes are called "clothes". (Writing on the blackboard: people, hair, clothes) What to write first, what to write later, and in what order? What do you mainly write? Health: When I write my head, I write my hair first, then my face, eyebrows and eyes.

Mainly wrote about hair and eyes. Health: It's written from top to bottom.

Teacher: Good point! When observing a character, we should pay attention to his characteristics, be good at discovering the uniqueness of this character, and describe it in order. (Writing on the blackboard: in order) This makes people not only know what he looks like, but also leave a deep impression.

[Comment: Starting with examples, the method of describing the appearance of characters is naturally derived step by step, step by step, telling students to grasp the characteristics when observing and describe them in the order from top to bottom. Teacher: Let's practice like this.

Can you describe a familiar teacher? (Student surprise) Today, I will be a model and ask my classmates to paint me. (Laughter) However, you don't need a brush. Observe first and then dictate.

Compare and see who can tell the characteristics of teachers. (blackboard writing: painting teacher.

Students observe the teacher for a few minutes before speaking) Health: Our teacher Huang is of medium build, with short black hair, thick black eyebrows and big eyes that seem to be able to speak. He usually wears a blue shirt, brown trousers and black leather shoes, which is very energetic.

Teacher: Kind of like me! The teacher's eyes seemed to be talking. How did you notice it? Can you be more specific? Health: When I do something wrong, the teacher's eyes are very serious. Once in class, I secretly played with a small plane model and was found by the teacher. He gave me a serious look, as if to ask, "What's playing in my hand?" I quickly packed my little toys and listened attentively.

Student: Once, I got a good score of 95. My teacher squinted happily, as if to congratulate me, and as if to tell me, "Don't be proud, keep working hard!" " "Teacher: With these narratives, it's very convincing! What impresses students most is the teacher's eyes, so we should focus on this aspect. What other characteristics did you find in the teacher's appearance? Student: Our teacher Huang is very young, only in her twenties.

Black hair is parted in the middle, and a pair of big bright eyes are embedded in the red doll's face. The teacher has a mouth that is not too big. He speaks clearly and interestingly, and his stories are vivid and touching. Sometimes it makes us laugh, and sometimes it makes us cry.

The teacher is really like our big brother. Health: We are all fascinated by the science fiction stories told by the teacher.

Student: The teacher can also sing, which is excellent. Student: The teacher plays the harmonica, which is really nice! Teacher: Is my mouth so magical? Students focus on the teacher's eyes and mouth, and learn the method of "grasping features" to write the appearance of characters.

However, who recognized the inappropriate words in Wang Tao's speech? Health: There is something wrong with "red baby face", and "red" is not suitable. "Baby face" is used to describe children and should be changed to "rosy face" or "chubby face". Teacher: What a change.

Anything else? Health: "The teacher is really like our big brother" is also inappropriate. Teacher: Yes.

Students are the flowers of the motherland. Teachers are like gardeners.

Health: The teacher is really a hard gardener. Student: The teacher is really the guide of our study.

[Comment: Conduct thinking training on the basis of guided observation. At the same time of thinking training, we should seize the opportunity to train the basic skills of language and characters and guide students to correct improper use of words.

Teacher: Who wants to draw a teacher? Teacher: the teacher is not handsome, but he is handsome in your eyes, which shows that you all love the teacher very much. Zhang Shuhuai's dictation just now not only paid attention to the teacher's characteristics, but also used accurate words.

What beautiful words did he use? Health: Use "fluffy and natural" to describe hair. Health: Use "intense spirit" and "sharp eyes" to describe eyes.

Teacher: Zhang Shuhuai, where did you get these beautiful words? Zhang: Some are taught by teachers, some are learned from Chinese textbooks, and some are read from extracurricular books. Teacher: You study very well! (For everyone) He has excerpts of words and often accumulates beautiful words, which can be used in articles.

Everyone should learn from him in the future. [Comment: Guide students to learn methods: accumulate more words and learn to use them.

Teacher: You have mastered the method of describing the appearance of characters. Let's do an activity. Do you like it? Health: Yes.

(Blackboard: Guess who he (she) is) Teacher: Please name a classmate you are most familiar with and let everyone guess who he (she) is. Compare and see who can grasp the appearance characteristics of the characters and let people guess.

The students looked at each other, thinking and longing.

9. Write a composition to describe a book by its cover. When I was in the fourth grade, it was a female teacher who taught our class. The female teacher's surname is Song. Because she is young, she is only 20 years old at most. So we all call her Miss Song, and some female students kindly call her Big Sister. Teacher Xiao Song is tall and dressed simply. There are two arch eyebrows on the face of melon seeds, a pair of bright and sharp eyes embedded under the arch eyebrows, and a glib mouth. Teacher Xiao Song tied two long ponytails and dragged them to his shoulders.

1 She leaned down close to my face and stared at my eyes with wide eyes, as if to instill an inspiring force in my heart.

When she talks about God, heaven and angels, she seems amiable. The face has also become younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light.

But her eyes are small, as small as her father and as handsome. Her eyes are the most beautiful, with deep double eyelids and a pair of very bright and black eyes. When eyes turn to any part of the orbit, they are very clever and charming. Without these eyes, although she looks well-proportioned and delicate, she can't show anything special about her. Her eyes cover up all her shortcomings. Her eyes can bloom lovely flowers for her heart and brain. Although she has no profound knowledge, admirable personality and actions, her eyes will make her conquer everything; Seeing her eyes makes people forget to think about anything else, just feel cute. The light in her eyes will go straight into people's hearts and make people crazy at once. Eyes are often bloodshot and turbid, and sometimes they stagnate like dead people.

I will study hard today, or my mother will open her eyes when she comes home. Mother's eyes are very beautiful, and black eyes grow in the middle of them. Mother's left eye is dedicated to watching Japanese dramas, and her right eye is dedicated to watching me study. Both eyes are very memorable, so tired! If only I had another eye! If I had another eye, I wouldn't be able to steal time.

5 struggling to open your eyes, your eyes are blank.

Only the eyes are round.

Her dull eyes suddenly flashed.

Along the eyes, there are some tears in the corners of my eyes, and my eyes are not as energetic as before.

Raise her dull eyes.

Just look straight in the eyes and tell everyone a story that she never forgets day and night.

She stood with her mouth open and looked at them straight.

She just looked at them and didn't answer a word.

Seems to be very cramped, immediately gathered a smile, turn your eyes, to see the snowflake.

Always staring and not saying a word.

This eye shot everywhere, just like a child seeking love in hunger and thirst.

My eyes shone with sadness and joy, but with indecision. Although I tried to avoid my sight, it seemed to fly out of the window. Confused and naive feelings

Looking into my father's eyes, I feel that his smiling eyes are as deep and mysterious as the night sky.

My father's eyes are mysterious, as if they can make up a lot of happy light for me.

Six teachers have bright talking eyes.

Once in class, I couldn't help but take out my own small plane to play, and was seen by teacher Ren. She looked at me sternly, as if to say, "What's that in your hand?" I understood what the teacher meant, so I quickly put away the small plane and listened attentively again.

Another time, when class was over, I saw a piece of waste paper on the ground, so I picked it up and threw it into the dustpan. There was no one in the classroom at that time, and no one knew it was * * *. After a while, the class began, and the teacher found that the paper on the ground was missing. This is very strange. I looked at the teacher with a smile. The teacher found out, his eyes were bent like a crescent moon, and he smiled and projected his eyes on me.

The teacher's eyes are like a mirror, which allows us to see the slightest mistake. The teacher's eyes are as full of care and love for us as the mother's eyes.

7 Those eyes, such as autumn water, such as cold stars, such as pearls, such as white water and silver with two black mercury, look around, and even people sitting in the distant corner think that Wang Xiaoyu has seen himself; The one sitting very close, not to mention. At this glance, the whole garden was quiet, much quieter than when the emperor came out. You can hear a needle drop to the ground.