I remember one night last summer, my parents went to the movies, and my sister and I stayed at home to study. I just opened the textbook and suddenly saw a new picture under the glass plate of the table-"deer, I like to spit deer best, draw it!" " As I thought about it, I opened the drawing paper, picked up the brush, divided by three times and five times, and drew a deer's head into the shape of a little goat's head because I was in a hurry. Wipe and repaint! But I drew the deer's head crooked again, so I had to play along and draw a duck beside it. The deer looked back at the duck. Draw a good look, not bad. Mom and dad haven't come back yet, so let's have a good time. What are we painting? After thinking about it, I first drew a vast expanse of rice fields and a blue sky, and then drew an active scarecrow, with a bow in his right hand and an arrow in his left hand, standing in the rice fields, guarding the rice fields like a soldier ...
Just as I was enjoying these two paintings, the door opened with a thud. I was busy stuffing the painting into the drawer, but it was too late. My father had come to my eyes and my sister stood up. I handed them the painting reluctantly. After reading it, my sister praised my painting, and looked at my father with pleading eyes. But dad just looked at the two paintings carefully, his face stretched tightly, and he sat down on the sofa with the paintings and continued to watch. My heart is pounding, and I think: a scolding is indispensable! After a while, dad really spoke. But unexpectedly, instead of blaming me, he said to his mother, "Look, this boy can draw well." I was stunned, and my father turned to me and said, "Do you really like painting? Hobbies, hobbies, one must really' love', and the other must really' good'. A good painter not only paints well, but also has profound knowledge! " He patted me on the shoulder and then said, "Draw well, but don't affect my study!" " I nodded with excitement and couldn't say anything.
Later, I drew many more paintings, such as "Adding Oil to the Fire" and "Flying" ... Painting made me feel that there are so many beautiful things in the world, which made me learn to observe life more carefully. In the past, I always felt that I had nothing to say in my composition. Now, opening my composition book is just like opening a drawing paper. Today is colorful and tomorrow is brilliant. Although painting makes me busier than other students, I have fun in my busy life!
My hobby is 55 words at the end of my composition. I like playing chess because of my father's influence. As long as he has nothing to do after work, he plays chess on the computer.
When I was more than two years old, I knew every chess piece before I could read, and I knew where they were placed. Later, my father taught me how to move every chess piece, and I became interested in chess. After I went to school, I learned a lot of words. After school, I took out my father's chess book and read it carefully. If I didn't understand it, I asked my father.
When my father plays chess, I also like to watch it. I also ask my father from time to time if it's not good to walk like this, then it's not good to walk. I gradually accumulated some experience and dragged my mother to play chess when I was free. Sometimes I see some pieces in the evening paper, so I take out the chessboard and chess pieces, arrange them according to the given layout and think carefully.
I can't just think about one step in playing chess, but also think about how to go next, how the other party may go, and how I respond, depending on the ultimate goal. Playing chess is not to eat more.
Eating children is just a means, not an end, the purpose is to kill each other. Playing chess can cultivate my good habit of thinking seriously.
When you encounter difficulties in your study, you should think carefully and get the answer. Playing chess can give me a taste of failure, and it can also make me feel the joy of success. I have to think carefully about every step of playing chess.
3. Love composition at the beginning and end Friendship at the beginning: The friendship of modern people is very strong and fragile.
It is a treasure on earth, and we need to cherish it. The untransferability of friendship determines that it is an orphan book.
We can have different friendships with different people, but we won't have different friendships with the same person. Friendship is a tunnel dug deeper and deeper, and there is no turning back. Unforgettable friendship is as unforgettable as hatred.
Ending: What will remain in the history books is not the penny-pinching interests, but the mutual affection. Honest communication with friends will keep us sensitive to the true feelings, erase the clouds from our eyes and make our mood cheerful again. The beginning of unity: Every time I hear this song "Unity is strength", I always feel a lot of emotion, especially after the XX incident, and the experience is even more profound: a drop of water is insignificant, it will disappear when it seeps into the soil, but it will converge into a river but it will flow endlessly.
Just like us, in the face of many difficulties, a person is always weak and unable to do anything, but when we unite, we can create countless miracles. Tolerance begins: tolerance is the supreme virtue in human life.
Because tolerance contains the human mind, because tolerance can transcend everything, because tolerance needs a broad heart. Because tolerance is the most important part of human emotion, which can melt the frost in my heart.
And the lack of tolerance will make the personality degenerate from greatness to even the ordinary. End: Life is often complicated and often dull.
It is precisely because tolerance is like water that the numerous and complicated things become pure after filtering; It is precisely because tolerance is like fire that the dullness becomes more and more distinct through calcination; It is because of this poetic tolerance that life is endowed with art and eternity. The beginning of understanding: understanding is like a cup of tea, diluting the misunderstanding between each other; Understanding is like a spring breeze, blowing away the ice that separates the world; Understanding is like a cold plum, which indicates the warmth of the soul coming to spring; Forgiveness is a rainbow, which makes the emotions that never meet shine.
At the end: the deceased is like this, and the waves of history have washed away the grievances of the dynasty. Today, there is neither a hegemon nor a majestic king; We are pursuing unity, forge ahead, harmony and equality. We should also keep that serenity and emptiness alone, show people understanding with every sentence and no expression, and cooperate with people to communicate with understanding. Grasp understanding and society will progress; Grasp understanding, and mankind will have wealth.
Understanding begins: understanding is the crystallization of friendship; Understanding is a flower from trust; Understanding is the aura of caring between people. It can turn misunderstanding into a small flaw embellishing beauty. In society, people's mutual understanding can make this home more prosperous and stable.
Conclusion: I believe that one day misunderstanding can become a beautiful flower, because it is watered by understanding! Share the beginning: lonely life, who will listen to the sound in your heart? Looking to the future, who will appreciate the wonderful things in your eyes? The mountains are green and the water is ying ying, playing a song "high mountains and flowing water", shaking the mountains and stirring up the waves. So Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi * * * appreciate this meeting and knowing each other.
It is enough to have a bosom friend in life! Conclusion: Sharing is a kind of universal love. If you learn to share, you will learn to live. Sharing is a kind of depth of thought. While thinking deeply, you share the pain of your friends.
Sharing is a belief in life. When I understand sharing, I understand the meaning of existence. Happy sharing, painful commitment.
When you share with others, you shoulder a heavy responsibility. Make him happier, let all the pain slip away, and let the sunshine fill your heart.
The beginning of collective interest: what is the concept of collective? The collective is a team. The so-called unity means caring for the collective, loving the collective and returning to the collective. Here I will talk about,,,,,, and the end: Because of this, we must unite and unite, because we are a collective.,,,,,, and the return begins: (1) The grass is in return for spring; Flowers are colorful, that is, flowers are returning sunshine; Snow is a thousand miles away, and that's Cher returning the north wind. Life is beautiful in return.
(2) The green leaves release themselves heartily, setting off the lotus flowers and squeezing out the shade. Although no one appreciates them, they finally wither and die, but they believe that next summer will still be full of green. Snow, enduring deep loneliness, protects crops with its own body. Although it finally melts into water, it does not regret it, because farmers will smile.
Mei, facing the wind and snow, is alone. Although it can't change the silence of the surrounding environment, it firmly believes that the first news of spring and the colorful all loves are its best reward. (3) In the bustling crowd, in the hurried footsteps, I heard a voice, the voice of an angel. Good people always have good dreams, and there is always a reward for their efforts.
Ending: The world always hopes that the world will give itself much in return, but ignores how much it has paid for the world. The invisible big scale between heaven and earth is fair to everyone, and only pay will be rewarded.
Just as a song sings: there is justice in the world, and there is always a reward for paying; It's better to do what you say than to do, and to do what you want to do is to do the best ... Only when we make ourselves pay and do our best can our life be better. Gratitude begins: the fallen leaves hover in the air, composing a grateful movement, which is the gratitude of the tree to the earth that nourishes it; Baiyun is floating in the blue sky, painting touching pictures, which is Baiyun's gratitude to the blue sky that nurtured it.
Because of gratitude, there will be this colorful society, and because of gratitude, there will be sincere friendship. Because of gratitude, we know the true meaning of life: with a grateful heart, look at society, parents and relatives, and you will find how happy you are, let go of your mind and let the drizzle wash away the pollution of your heart.
Learn to be grateful, because it will make the world better and life more fulfilling. The beginning of collective warmth: Uncle Lei Feng once said: A drop of water will never dry up until it is put into the sea, and a person can be most powerful only when he integrates himself with the collective cause.
At the end: "a small tree is hard to weather;" A hundred miles of forest can withstand the howling wind. " Let's take the initiative to care about the collective, be enthusiastic about doing things for the collective, and sincerely serve the collective! Teacher-student relationship begins: there is one profession that is the most beautiful, and that is teachers; There is a scenery that is the most meaningful, and that is the soul of the teacher; There is one emotion that is the most touching, and that is the teacher-student relationship.
We have the same hot one.
4. hobbies at the end of the composition hobbies
My hobbies have been countless since I can remember, just like the stars in the sky, and one of them is the brightest and my favorite, that is painting.
Don't mention how interesting painting is! As long as it comes to weekends or art classes, I am always excited. What cartoon characters, moon and stars, forest birds, cats and dogs are all my strengths. What I draw from my pen is lifelike!
Every time I paint, I will be so focused that I will forget myself. Nothing will bother me and everything will make me happy. Once I was painting my room, but I could draw it for a long time, but I couldn't draw the convex-concave effect of the curtain. My mother urged me to have dinner several times, but I only answered absently and didn't come out until I finished painting the curtains. "You've been painting, and you've run out of your favorite coke chicken wings." I secretly said to myself, if it's gone, it's gone. As long as I paint this picture well, I'll be satisfied.
There is another room in my family where my mother doesn't need it, so I put up "masterpieces" from the first grade of primary school to the present.
There are crayons, sketches, pencil drawings, watercolors, cartoons and so on. Once I was playing hide-and-seek with my sister, and he happened to be hiding in my poster room. I didn't see my sister, so I went to that room. He was looking at my masterpiece. She asked me, "Did you draw this?" I nodded and looked surprised at his expression. He suddenly said, "Let's create a picture together!" "OK, great!" This painting is called thriving, which means that I hope our days will be as prosperous as this painting. Hee hee, we don't have to worry about it in the New Year-because there is a rule in our family that every child must exhibit his own works on New Year's Eve.
Drawing enriches my after-school life, and the activity of drawing gives me endless fun. I like drawing!
5. Write a composition about 500 words, and start with my hobby.
I have a wide range of interests. I love reading and playing the piano ... However, drawing is the best thing I love and work hard at. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, at home or at school, whenever I have time, I will pick up a brush, hook a little person, draw a leaf, and draw anything I am interested in; Painting on the ground, on paper and sometimes in books is often scolded by my father.
I remember one night last summer, my parents went to the movies, and my sister and I stayed at home to study. I just opened the textbook, and suddenly I saw a new picture under the glass plate of the table-"Deer, my favorite deer, draw it!" As I thought about it, I opened the drawing paper, picked up a brush, divided by three times and five times, and drew a deer's head into the shape of a little goat's head because I was in a hurry. Wipe and repaint! But I drew the deer's head crooked again, so I had to play along and draw a duck beside it. The deer looked back at the duck. Draw a good look, not bad. Mom and dad haven't come back yet, so let's have a good time. What are we painting? After thinking about it, I first drew an endless paddy field and a blue sky, and then drew a movable scarecrow. He took a bow in his right hand and put an arrow on it in his left hand, standing in the paddy field, guarding the paddy field like a soldier ...
Just as I was enjoying these two paintings, the door opened with a thud. I was busy stuffing the painting into the drawer, but it was too late. My father had come to my eyes and my sister stood up. I handed them the painting reluctantly. After reading it, my sister praised my painting, and looked at my father with pleading eyes. But dad just looked at the two pictures carefully, his face tense tightly, and sat down on the sofa with the pictures to continue watching. My heart is pounding, and I think: a scolding is indispensable! After a while, dad really spoke. But unexpectedly, instead of blaming me, he said to his mother, "Look, this boy's painting is ok." I was stunned, and my father turned to me and said, "Do you really like painting? Hobbies, hobbies, one must really' love', and the other must really' good'. A good painter not only paints well, but also has profound knowledge! " He patted me on the shoulder and then said, "Draw well, but don't affect my study!" " I nodded with excitement and couldn't say anything.
Later, I drew many more paintings, such as "Adding fuel to the fire" and "Flying" ... Painting made me feel that there are so many beautiful things in the world, which made me learn to observe life more carefully. In the past, I always felt that I had nothing to say in my composition. Now I open my composition book, just like opening a drawing paper. Today is colorful and tomorrow is brilliant, I will draw and write them. Although painting makes me busier than other students, I have fun in my busy life!
6. As long as my hobby diary starts with at least 50 words 100, I like painting. When I was two or three years old, I liked to draw swallows, puppies and other small animals on the wall or on the ground.
From the age of 5, I began to learn painting systematically. When I draw, I will observe carefully before I draw.
Once, I drew a cute little boy, which looked awkward after painting. After careful observation, I found that my hands were long and short, and it was much more pleasing to the eye after revision. Every time I paint, I always have some strange ideas. Once, I drew a picture of "I am on duty as a policeman in space". In the picture, all kinds of vehicles passed by the Rainbow Bridge. I was standing on a cloud with a command board in my hand, commanding traffic mightily.
This painting was praised by the teacher. I am not only imaginative, but also realistic in my paintings.
I remember when I was 8 years old, my county held a primary school campus painting competition. I drew a picture of the Sports Meeting in the Yard. In the picture, there was a fierce basketball game. A dribbler rushed over with the ball, and an opposing player greeted him to prevent him from blocking. His teammates waved to him and asked him to pass the ball. The expressions of the rest of the players and referees are all lifelike, and the enthusiastic scenes of the audience are also very popular.
In the end, the painting won the first prize on its own. Now I'm in the fifth grade. My study task is heavy and time is tight, but I don't forget to draw a picture every day, because I like painting, and painting has become an indispensable part of my life.