People ask me what I can do. I will blurt out, "I can do housework."

Let me tell you why I learned to do housework. It happened when I was four years old. One day, my mother accidentally cut her hand with a knife. But my mother endured the pain and washed my clothes and shoes. I couldn't bear my mother to suffer like this, so I secretly learned to do housework and prepared to repay my mother. So I learned to do housework.

Just do it. I took out the dishcloth, and my mother said to me, "Dry dishcloth must be taken into the water pipe to get wet before cleaning the table." After listening to my mother's words, I put the rag in the water pipe and washed it, then put the mop in the bucket and took out the broom and collected it, waiting for my mother to let * * *!

"I can finally do housework!" I shouted excitedly. When I was cleaning the table, I accidentally knocked over the cup and fell to the ground and broke it. I don't want my mother to know, so I think I'd better put it away quickly. So I quickly swept the floor, and just swept for a while, I met with difficulties. I see a lot of rubbish under the sofa, which is my usual masterpiece. So much garbage really exhausted me, and finally I was out of breath.

Now, my mother doesn't have to worry. As long as my mother is tired, I will help her with her work. My good friend still envies me!

By doing housework, I understand my mother's daily hard work; By doing housework, I also exercised. So, I like doing housework.

I can do housework composition 2: I can do housework.

Today is cleaning day. Xiaohong said to her mother, "Mom, let me help you with the housework."

Mother said, "Good." Xiaohong took a rag and began to clean the glass. She cleaned the glass carefully, without seeing any dust. Then wash the stool, clean the table, sweep the floor, and finally mop the floor with a mop. The mop is too heavy. Xiaohong struggled to mop the floor. Mother is also cleaning the table and mopping the floor. Finally Xiaohong was so tired that her back ached, and so did her mother. But Xiaohong is still very happy, because labor is the most glorious!

I can do housework composition 3: I can do housework.

Tonight, I go home from school. Suddenly, I smelled delicious food. When I went to the kitchen, it turned out that my mother was cooking in the kitchen. After I finished eating delicious food with my mother, father and brother, my mother was busy washing dishes. I think: mom is busy at work at ordinary times, and it is hard enough to go back to another home to cook. I must help her. I stopped my mother and said, mom, let me wash the dishes! "Mom smiled and handed me the bowl. I took it carefully to the kitchen. I washed the bowl with water first, then put some detergent on it, kept wiping it with a handkerchief, and finally washed it carefully several times. My mother asked me in the living room, "Daughter, have you washed it?" "I let out a cry: Mom, come and see! "My mother went to the kitchen and saw a clean and bright job on the kitchen table. Mother happily held me in her arms. My heart is sweeter than drinking honey!

I am very happy today, because I finally helped my mother do a housework.

2. I will give you a reference only. I hope I can help you. I can take pictures. On Sunday, I went to my sister's house to play.

My sister said happily when she saw me, "Today, let's find some beautiful places and take some photos together, shall we?" I said happily, "Yes, yes!" My sister immediately took me out of the house with a camera and went to the supermarket to buy batteries. After taking the battery, she put it in the camera.

Then, she took me to the scenic spot and found a good place to take pictures. When I came to a place with beautiful scenery, my sister said, "The scenery here is not bad. Why don't you stand by that willow tree and pose casually, and I'll take a picture of you? " I said, "Good!" I immediately went to the willow tree and made a gesture. I stood still, waiting for my sister to take my picture.

Sister said, "Say' eggplant'." I said, "I see."

As soon as I said eggplant, my sister skillfully pressed the shutter on the camera and the photo was taken. I'm going to see if my photos are good.

This is a digital camera, so my sister showed me the negative. Seeing this photo, my sister took a good picture of me, and the set selection was beautiful and distinctive.

At this time, my sister said to me, "The scenery here is really good. How about you take a picture of me? " I find it hard for my sister to know that I can't take pictures, and I haven't touched the camera once. How can I take pictures of her? I don't understand! Sister went on to say, "Sister, I'll teach you that taking pictures with this camera is very simple, and you will learn it as soon as you learn." I said, "Really, don't lie to me!" My sister said, "How could I lie to you? Come on, you see, you just need to see me alone in this photo frame, and the scenery inside is good, and then you just need to press this photo button and hold it for a while … "I said," OK, I will.

Look at me! "I took a photo of her according to my sister's method. Sister nodded and said, "Yes, yes, sister, you are really not simple. "

You see, you are not a fast learner, and you are a good marksman. "I jumped up with joy and said," I can take pictures! " .

3. I like writing. I have always loved primary school students. There are many different wonderful compositions here.

So I like to visit this website every day. Not only did I see my highly praised composition, but I also made friends with many young writers! I have fallen in love with writing since I got into the habit of reading frequently.

I insist on writing, and the composition is often read by the teacher as a model essay, and my heart is always flattered. There are many essays published in Zibo Evening News, and now she has become a small writer and talented woman in her class.

I think writing a composition is to express your inner feelings, tell your happiness, your sadness, your happiness and your whispers. Words sometimes run out of your heart inadvertently like elves.

Come on, write more compositions! I like writing.

4. Write a composition on the topic of self. When I was a child, my mother often complained to me, "You naughty boy!" When I grow up, I often laugh at myself: "I am a person, that's all." What is it like? Summarize with classmates' words: "You are really a freak!"

Sometimes, I wish I could grow up quickly and do something earth-shattering to surprise everyone around me. But sometimes, I hope I will never grow up and never be a little princess around my parents.

Once I went shopping with my classmates and saw a peddler bullying a foreigner. I grabbed my neck and quarreled with the vendor. The foreigner took the opportunity to leave, but I scolded him for nothing. My classmates dragged me away and said, "You weirdo, why bother?" Think about yourself in the future and sigh. I am a person! "

The teacher burped suddenly during the lecture, and all the other students were silent, but I smiled and was glared at by the teacher. Why can't other students laugh, but I can't help it? I am a man!

The school organizes students to watch movies (war, let women go away >; I cried when I saw that the battalion commander's wife and the deputy company commander's wife left and heard that the troops were going to kill pigs. The students around me were talking and laughing and looked at me in surprise. I tried to hold back, but I could not help it. Others don't laugh, I laugh; Others stopped crying, and I cried again. I'm such a freak. Some people say that we should learn to control our feelings, but I won't. I can only let the emotional stream flow freely.

At night, facing the night sky outside the window, looking at the lemon moon, I thought a lot. Maybe I am an incomprehensible weirdo in the eyes of people around me, but I think this "weirdness" is real and lovely. I am who I am. Why should I try to change and hide? Maybe I will never change, but I don't feel sorry, although I will laugh at myself: I am human! This is me.

5. I learned to write a composition. I learned to write. Now, you can all write! But how did you all learn to write? I wrote a lot of jokes when I was a child! Naughty, just playing all day, my mother advised me to write all day.

I won't listen. Mom can't take me.

In the evening, I'm going to sleep. Mother said, "Meijun, how about I tell you a story?"

"good! Ok! " Once upon a time, there was a child whose mother asked him to write, but he never listened and only played all day. Once, he had a dream.

He is playing hide-and-seek with his friends. He hid in a dark forest. I got lost and cried in the forest.

The king in charge of the forest heard this and went up to him and said, "Don't cry in my place, or I will eat you."

"But I'm lost. I can't find my way home. How can I get out? " "You must have done something bad and been caught here by the gods." "I didn't do anything bad!" "I heard from the fairy that you didn't seem to listen to your mother and didn't write, so you were arrested."

"I want to write, I want to write, please let me go next year!" "all right! Go straight ahead from here and you can get home. " After returning home, the child wrote carefully and wrote well.

I listened, afraid of being caught by the gods, and quickly got out of bed. Pick up a pen and paper and start writing.

Keep writing every day and swear to write a good hand. Although I have strong perseverance, my handwriting is really poor.

My mother helps me every day, and I am trying to make progress. Although I made a joke when I first wrote it ... "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 ..." I can write. But I was sleepy when I wrote 8.

"Look, up and down, it's so simple, why can't you?" I wrote, "Why are there two circles? I have already written it. " Alas, it's 8888888. Write quickly! "It said," Oh, this time. "Just write it down, and then start writing simple words such as big, small, left, right, up, down and sky.

Every time I joke.

6. I can organize the bookshelf and write a composition. After coming home from school, I opened the bookshelf and wanted to find a book to read.

Because the bookshelf has not been tidied for a long time, the books inside are in a mess. The books that were originally classified are now inserted at the top, on the second and third floors, and they are lying in disorder, making it difficult to find them.

So I decided to tidy up the bookshelves. I'll take these books down in order first.

I picked up a dozen books, holding them in one hand and one hand. When my hands are too busy, I put them on my chest, put my chin against them and carefully put them on the bed. Once, twice, three times ... before long, my arm was sore.

Quit! Wait until mom and dad come back. Just thought of here, immediately denied his own ideas. How can you give up halfway? If you want to do it, you must do it well. Let mom and dad see that I am no longer a child who doesn't like labor.

So I moved the book vigorously again. After all the books were moved down, I began to sort them out. After a while, my father's popular science books were placed on the top floor of the bookcase, my mother's family life books were placed on the second floor, and my in-class and out-of-class books were placed on the third, fourth and fifth floors.

I don't know when my mother has stood at the door and looked at me with a smile. I quickly picked up a cookbook and said to my mother, "You have to cook a good dish for me today!" " ""Good boy, if you take the initiative to do housework and serve everyone, your mother will definitely cook for you! "In my heart, this is sweeter than eating honey.

Labor is not only my love for life, but also the hard work of adults, and it can forgive me for forming good habits and becoming a good boy who loves labor.

7. I like writing and reading.

Books are the treasure house of knowledge, and books are the source of knowledge.

I remember my mother reading to me every day when I was very young. After school, my mother still insisted on reading with me every day, and gradually, my interest in reading increased day by day. Now, I am a real bookworm.

In my home, there are books in many places. I like reading books everywhere in the study, living room, bedroom and toilet. Whenever I am free, I will pick up a book, read it with relish and greedily absorb the nutrition in it.

Nowadays, reading is an indispensable part of my life. I have read many books since I was a child: 100,000 Why's, Education of Love, Wandering of a Bitter Child, Little Bean by the Window, Diary of a Laughing Cat, Bronze Sunflower, Ice Fox of a Hound, Children on the Roof ... From these books, I realized that books are our good teachers and friends. It helps us solve difficult problems and gain new knowledge. It inspired us and made us understand the truth of being a man. It tells us what truth, goodness and beauty are, and makes us have a beautiful, kind and positive heart. ...

Speaking of my feelings of reading, it is like a pocket of my mood, which changes endlessly, sometimes I am afraid, sometimes I am worried, sometimes I am happy and sometimes I am sad. Take The Wandering Story of a Bitter Child as an example. After reading this book, my eyes were moist, and I was deeply moved by what the little hero Remy did in the book. He was helpless from childhood, living on the streets, and the tempering of life cast his strong character. In the face of life, no matter what difficulties and setbacks, little Remy never gives up easily. Finally, happiness and happiness came to him. The same is true in learning. Only by overcoming all kinds of difficulties and facing them bravely can we achieve excellent results.

Reading not only enriches my knowledge, broadens my horizons and improves my writing level, but also gives me something that I can't give spiritually. Books, like an extraordinary warship, take us to the vast world; Books are like a magical mount, which shows us the true meaning of life.

Reading brings me endless pleasure. I like reading!

8. I learned to understand when I used what I learned to write.

Understanding is the spring breeze in February, melting the frozen soul; Understanding is a cup of tea, which dilutes painful memories; Understanding is a good medicine, which can heal the inner wounds.

It was a small thing at that time, but it made me unforgettable all my life, because it taught me to understand.

I remember one sultry summer, the cicada in the tree cried, "cicada, cicada-". I invited some friends to play downstairs. When I went downstairs, we had been playing catch. Just as I was running, Guan accidentally tripped me, and I ran home with a cry. Guan was surprised and went home alone. Avoid me after school every day.

One day after school, I shouted, "Wait for me!" "Walking in front of the caring moon stopped and I ran over. Guan said hesitantly, "That ... that day ..." I immediately interrupted, "Oh, it doesn't matter, they are all good friends." We both laughed. Holding hands, we walked towards the afterglow of the sunset, and we were both tanned by the sunset.

Friends, let's go to the garden of understanding and pick a flower of understanding for those who hurt us. In this way, you will be happy. Forgive others and be happy.

9. Please write a composition of about 300 words based on what I have learned. Pay attention to the process clearly. When I was in my hometown, I saw children in my hometown swimming happily. How I wish I could swim! When I got home, I asked my father to teach me to swim, and my father agreed without saying anything.

On holiday, my father is doing warm-up exercises, and so am I. It's time to swim My father is in the water, so am I. My father wouldn't let me learn first, so I swam with blisters on my arms. After a few minutes, I began to learn to swim. At that time, I was afraid that I couldn't get up when I sank into the water, but in order to learn to swim, I finally put the blisters down.

Then, I swam to my father like a duck. I was thirsty. Dad said, "How many mouthfuls do you want to swim!" "I tried for a whole summer vacation and finally learned to swim on the last day of the summer vacation.

I am very happy. I can finish my swimming in the summer vacation. I am very happy. I can swim as happily as those children in my hometown.

10. I learned to write a composition of 250 words. Time slips through your fingers quietly, and you grow up inadvertently. What is left on the road of growth is the trace of toddler, which is your joy in overcoming difficulties. You have to overcome all kinds of difficulties to learn a skill. You may have learned to inflate your bicycle. I learned to write a composition. You may think it is a very simple thing, but I think writing is a long way.

In the first grade of primary school, I began to learn to write sentences. I found a book in the bookstore and thought it was very good. I have been practicing hard ever since.

By the second grade, I had begun to practice writing a paragraph. After reading a good sentence, you become yourself, and the speed of improvement is quite fast.

As soon as the third grade started, my mother signed me up for a composition class. I don't like it because the rules there are too strict to write according to my own ideas.

When I was in the fourth grade, I copied a composition every day, and I could use it myself, so I made rapid progress.

Now, I found a website with many experts in writing, and asked them for advice. Their published articles are all good. I was elated and thought: these years' efforts have not been in vain, and I have made many online friends, not to mention improving my composition.

The road to writing is endless. If you want to write better, you should redouble your efforts.