This is my second grade composition 1 Cancer people never show their true selves to others. Then I especially want others to pay attention to her. Maybe he can't even describe himself, but he has a sense of things and himself inside, and he doesn't even know himself. He likes to hide in the corner and enjoy being alone. Although others will feel particularly disgusted, he insists on his own ideas.
In fact, I have seen through the red layer, but I still believe that there is a "pure" heart in the world. I like word control, but I don't collect it deliberately. He thinks that accidental discovery will be more memorable. I think I am a fantasy addict. I like to recall some past things or just happened, and then giggle alone. Maybe at some point, when you are infatuated with someone or concentrate on something, you will feel that someone is, well, perfect. This is sacred. I often compare myself with the smallness and greatness of others, just like the emperor who is above me and the civilians with low status. They always compare the advantages of others with their own shortcomings and always clearly distinguish between high and low. Now you understand.
She sometimes feels very strange, always complaining about the injustice of fate, why others are full of advantages, but she is full of shortcomings, and suddenly she feels that she is the happiest person in the world, and the world is unfair after all. God, everyone can't care. I suddenly feel that I have changed, become very bad, become arrogant, arrogant, narcissistic, and like taking selfies, but I won't look at other people's photos after all.
I hope others can pay attention to me, really pay attention to me from the heart and treat me as a friend. The world can never be smooth sailing, and there will always be some difficulties and setbacks. Now I have it. No longer a person, no longer lonely, despite a negative attitude to some extent. I am a person who can't speak. On the internet, as long as someone takes the initiative to chat with me, I will face it enthusiastically. After all, the simplicity and happiness of the fairy tale world do not belong to me. I can't learn the innocence and harmony of animals, but I always know what I should do, what I shouldn't do, what I should say and what I shouldn't say. Hehe, it's time to reflect on yourself. I can't be more proud, although I think I'm pretentious. If you want others to see your goodness, you should let others see your true self.
This is my second grade composition. Everyone is different, there is only one unique self in the world. I am a girl with multiple personalities. My personality is like a triangular pyramid with three faces. When they meet at a point, this three-dimensional me is formed.
Active me
Most girls give the impression that they are gentle, virtuous and considerate, but I am not. On the contrary, my deskmate Deng is a girl who is gentle on the surface but not crazy inside. But I'm different. When I sit in the classroom with her, there is always a sharp contrast. Even if it is ten minutes between classes, I can't calm down, either joking with my teachers and classmates or skipping around the back door. At the sports meeting, I cheered for my classmates until I was sweating and screaming; I will be happier than the winning students, jumping three feet high. At the Book Festival, I will cooperate with Wang Cai to attract business, regardless of my personal image.
Hehe, I have almost no worries when I am active, and my life is relaxed and happy, shortening the distance between myself and others.
Let me be quiet
I am an active person in public, but in my own world, I am not a quiet and well-behaved girl.
In the dead of night, I like to sit there, or quietly look at the sky, or spread my imagination wings, with my little soul, quietly, quietly … or write a poem that only I can understand and imagine.
Confident me
Because of the organic combination and harmonious unity of active and quiet in me, self-confidence has sprouted in me. I like to shake hands with difficulties. Every time I meet them unexpectedly, I want to compete with them with my own strength. I don't value the result of the game, because I only care if I dare. The person I admire most is neither others nor myself. Well, my God is myself, because "I was born to be useful"!
I am active, happy every day, never tired of it; Quiet me, flying in dreams and reality every day; Confident, I dare to keep moving towards new goals.
That's right. This is me.
This is my second grade composition 3. My name is Liu Jiameng, and I am a nine-year-old boy. He is a pupil in Class 0/3, Grade 2, Beifu Sports Center Primary School. I am tall and strong, and many uncles and aunts often ask me if I am in the fourth grade. Makes me happy and a little embarrassed? But when I think that my mother said that being too short is not a good thing, I am not so embarrassed.
I have a big round head and shiny black hair. Let me tell you a little secret. Actually, I don't like washing my hair. Every time I wash my hair, I always ask my mother to remind me. But now I have changed a lot. Because of hygiene, you will be healthy.
I also have a round face and bright eyes. Whenever I think about a problem, my eyes will flash. My mother says it looks like a little star. My eyebrows are curved and feel like two crescent moons. Dad smiled and said to me, "Jia finally, your face is really' vast', and the moon and stars exist at the same time." My nose is fleshy, but it doesn't affect its sensitivity at all. Every time mom and dad cook food, I can smell it from a distance.
Under the nose is my small mouth, which is very useful. You can taste delicious food, read books, talk and tell stories. I am very satisfied with my five senses, because although they are not perfect, together, I am unique. Mom says everyone in this world is unique. So we should all try our best to be ourselves and not leave any regrets for ourselves.
I have a good personality. My mother said I was a gentleman. Although I don't know what a gentleman is, I know it's wrong to lose my temper. I like doing things in a planned way. I like reading, skating, watching the news, walking around and observing interesting things.
This is me. Will you like me after listening to my introduction?
This is my second grade composition 4, a little boy who is not black in Africa. He 12 this year, with small eyes and a flat nose. There is also the gene of Tu Tu with big ears, "Move your ears!"
"That's what the teacher said!" You see, I'm serious with my sister again, such as 3/4*7/ 10! I said I would divide 3/4 by 10, and my sister said I could take it directly. It was because I didn't concentrate in class that I got this result. This is the impatient me.
"Dadada" I played the boy's favorite "Crossing the Line of Fire" again. Mother shouted, "Wash me a pear!" " "When I had a good time, I reluctantly said," I'll leave after a while. "After a while, my mother urged me again, so I still said to play for a while. I played for more than an hour, and then I washed a pear for my mother. My mother sighed and said, "It's not easy to eat the pears you washed!" "This is me who loves playing computer.
"Get up!" My sister woke me up. I rubbed my hazy eyes and whispered, "What time is it?" "Now it's 1 1 point." "It's only 1 1 point. Go to sleep! " "Cleaning today! Get up! " As soon as I heard the word "cleaning", I pretended to sleep. You know, I usually wash small clothes and socks, which is good, but ... I'd better forget it! My sister yelled at me, "Lazy!" This is me who doesn't like to do housework and loves to sleep.
"Second pass, second pass" is what I am shouting fiercely. I like playing basketball and table tennis very much. Although I am not very good at it, I will play it as soon as I have time until I don't want to play it! And table tennis. We all practice and play in the activity class. Although I am not a champion, I will never be a champion unless I compete with the champion. This is me who loves sports!
"oh! I left my meal card in the dormitory! " Poor Zhang Shanzheng cried out in pain. "I lend it to you" I said without hesitation! Zhang Shan zheng hurriedly said thank you to me, and I put my arm around him. "All brothers, don't mention it!" Another time, I was good friends with Cui in Class 6 (3). On one occasion, Zhao Junkai was injured while playing. Without saying anything, we took him to the infirmary for examination. He didn't bring his card. I didn't bring it either. I asked him to register my name and pay back the money next time!
This is me. I have many problems. I have no advantages. Don't you want to make friends with me?
This is my second grade composition 5, continuous autumn rain, interlaced like a mountain. It's a long road without a full moon.
The autumn sky is dark, and the moonlight covers the sky. The dim light, wet by the oblique cotton rain, slaps his cheek crazily. The heart is unwilling, the month is confused, and the promise is a lie.
Write hard to find the poor. After all, this is a real dream. I think birds can sing without wings. I thought the blue sky would be blue without white clouds. That's just, I haven't reached this final bottom line yet. Tears once again blurred my eyes, crossed my tired eyes, mixed with this cold rain. I was speechless and let the tears soak my clothes. Once, some people said that this was a promise to make a comeback.
When I suddenly looked up, I noticed it, but it was the gold of that place. Sad for spring and sad for autumn, everything is dying, but at this time it is integrated with my lonely and helpless mood, which really resonates. Yes, what is autumn rain? Just cry for this fallen leaf. All the promises are too fragile, just like bubbles, as if they have never been to this warm and pleasant land. In spring, dense green branches and leaves, once, some leaves said, are invincible in the morning and evening.
But in this colorful autumn, I left behind sadness and countercurrent regret. Flowers bloom and fall sometimes, not to mention this dazzling fallen leaf. The promise is still there, but I'm afraid it can't be fulfilled.
However, I clearly saw a piece of fallen leaves. They smiled like flowers and threw themselves into the embrace of the earth happily. I didn't cry at all because of the passing of my youth, but it was a kind of comfort that exhausted everything and finally relieved. It turns out that "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers" and "reaching the peak, seeing all the mountains, thousands of waters in Qian Shan." .
A promise, a lie, ends with an idea. The realization of commitment is only a trivial ending, and the climax of hard growth is the value of commitment. Leaves fall to their roots, and when they meet beautiful spring rain in the most beautiful years, they will not live up to the promise of blooming. The sadness that falls quietly is just the return of leaves, a kind of comforting farewell to life. As long as it is in full bloom, whether it is a gentle spring day, warm xia yang or lingering autumn silk, as long as I try my best, I can pave a golden road to heaven. This is my promise.
I don't know when the sky opened the clouds, a touch of bright moonlight lit up my way, picked up a piece of gold and a promise, and marched fearlessly in an unknown direction.
This is my composition in Grade Two, 6. The twelve seasons are full of spring flowers, singing and dancing; In the twelfth season, crape myrtle shines and lotus blooms; Kumquat Ao Shuang, the autumn wind sweeps the leaves; All the twelve seasons are covered with snow.
Twelve years ago, I came into this world. In fact, I am not a gorgeous tiger tail, but a small hair and a small member that makes up him.
In life, I am not good at talking, but I am definitely not quiet. I chat with my old friends, but I don't chat with people I don't know, so I am often rated as a player like grass.
Besides, I am a veritable bookworm.
One day, I was reading with relish. The door creaked, and my whole body was hung up at once. I used "eighteen tricks to drop my mother" to "transfer the tiger on the mountain" I immediately stuffed the book into the drawer, put on my exercise book and picked up a pen, but my mother's "sparkling crystal" still showed my true colors, and after collecting physical evidence, I retreated triumphantly. I beat my chest, and I hate it. Finally, I had to concentrate on my homework.
I especially like ancient poems and songs. From Li Bai's "I want to cross the Yellow River, but the ice is choking the ferry", I will climb Taihang Mountain and snow to fish and relax on the blue waves, and suddenly take a boat to dream. To Yue Fei's "Hungry pork thirsts for Hun blood." After reading it, a wave of heroic spirit burst out. Then it comes from Fan Zhongyan's Blue Sky, Yellow Leaves, Autumn Waves, Cold Smoke and Green Waves. To Li Qingzhao's "Looking for cold and asking questions, it's sad and miserable". There is a feeling of graceful lingering.
However, in life, I am very careful. I often bring a lot of money when I go out for a walk, but I haven't even changed the crease when I come back, and the price in the middle is barely. When I really need it, I will go to my mother's bag for help. Moreover, I was "honored" to get the Dienis record set by my sister: I went out for a trip, but my money didn't move, but I got the most.
This is me. Although I am just a hair on the tiger's tail, I will make that hair the most gorgeous and gorgeous.
This is my second grade composition 7. My name is Guo. I 12 years old. I am a boy, and I am very tall. I have big bright eyes, black hair, a high nose, a round face, a wide mouth and white teeth. I am a senior one in Liu Fu Middle School, and my academic performance is very good. I like to wear black clothes. I am smart, lively and lovely. I have many hobbies, such as playing table tennis, riding a bike, playing computer, reading books and so on.
I like playing table tennis. Every weekend, I play table tennis with my good classmates Yao Tao, Happy and Li Mingming. Of the four of us, I am the best player. We often play table tennis and come home late every time.
I like riding a bike. I remember when I was in the fifth grade, I came home from school every day and took out my bike to ride on campus as soon as I finished my homework. My classmate Xu Chang often goes to school to ride a bike, so I have a bike race with him. I rode my bike very fast, so did Xuchang, and the result was a draw. Riding a bike feels really cool, just like flying in the sky. In this way, we often ride to menstruation to call for dinner, and I reluctantly push my bike home. Riding a bike can not only exercise, but also cultivate the will to move forward bravely.
Playing computer is my new hobby, because my computer was just bought in the summer vacation. Whenever I finish my homework, I play computer. Computers have many functions. You can enjoy good music as long as you put the music CD into the CD-ROM drive. There is a WPS word software in the computer. As long as you open this software, you can type and compose music on it, and then you can print beautiful pictures and excellent compositions with the printer. You can also input photos and pictures into the computer. I often print my composition on the computer. After typing, I insert beautiful pictures and clip art into the text. I often copy the books on the disk to the computer, which makes it easy to read. After studying, you can also play some games on the computer. These games are all about developing intelligence. Now the computer has become my good study partner.
This is my second grade composition 8. People say I look like my parents. You see, my mother gave me big eyes and double eyelids, and my father gave me height. But I have a question. Who gave me hair? My parents have black hair, but I have yellow hair. People asked me if I dyed my hair. My classmates call me a young girl and some of them call me a foreigner. This really drives me crazy.
I feel that except for minor subjects, my Chinese and math scores are average. "Five, four, three, so you can come." The political teacher asked our four groups to have a small competition. 10 is a perfect score, and those with less scores will get prizes. At this time, our group only scored 5 points, and the time is almost up. In order not to make my team the lowest, I'm going to throw caution to the wind. I stood up and said, "No." The political teacher asked, "What should she do?" I thought about it and said, "Go back to school." When politics came, he said loudly, "Yes, add 5 points." I am extremely happy, our group cheered happily, and I am as happy as winning the 1 10,000 grand prize. This time, give me a revelation. If you study hard, you will learn well. I am a girl who will work hard.
The first trip came, and that was junior high school. For junior high school, I am most afraid of military training. I remember one time. We started standing as soldiers for 40 minutes. We are all dumbfounded, but I won't give up just to see the rainbow. The sun is getting more and more poisonous. I feel there are bugs on me, but I can't move, because I can't back down from anything. There are more and more bugs in fitness. Suddenly, I saw a bug slide down, and more and more bugs slowly slipped down. At this moment, I realized that I was sweating. Finally, 40 minutes passed, and my heart was as sweet as honey, forgetting fatigue and bitterness. I am a strong girl.
"You wait for me." Really, I won't talk to you until I have dinner. This is why I am angry. Obviously, I was waiting for you, but you didn't. Let's have a cold war, huh! For me, I am best at the cold war. However, I couldn't help talking to her, so I made up with her again. I'm mad at myself. I am a girl who loves to lose her temper.
What's the matter? Do you want to make friends with me? I'm just a girl who can work hard, persist and be impatient. Although I study in general, I still like one thing, that is, making friends. By the way, make friends with me and don't ignore me, or I will detonate the cold war bomb. Be careful!
This is my second grade composition 9. Everyone is unique, and everyone has his own advantages and disadvantages.
I have a pair of bright eyes, a pair of ears and tall black hair. I am a warm-hearted person, but I often turn good things into bad things.
Everyone has their own unique style. I am confident and enthusiastic. I have never got an A in math since ancient times. My primary school math teacher told me, "It seems that you have no chance to get an A in your life!" " "I lost my mind. I thought the head teacher said I was smart. Why did you say that A and I didn't have a chance? Why? As soon as I thought about it, I made up my mind and said to the math teacher, "Teacher, I got an A this time. "Therefore, I am very busy every day. I do exercises after I finish my homework at school. I won't be impatient when I make mistakes. If not, I will ask my classmates. After waiting and waiting, the final exam finally came. I thought: I must get an A, so I checked the paper carefully after I finished it, and I was very confident. Finally, it's time for me to get my grades. I got an A and my math teacher praised me. hahaha ......
I am a warm-hearted person. I am always willing to help others do anything, but I can't do it well every time. In primary school, the teacher asked us to collect textbooks, which is what we boys like to do. I am thin and don't have much energy, but I can recite the heaviest Chinese textbook. That day, the weather was bad, cloudy and a little rainy. The road is very slippery. I fell on my back on my textbook, and my Chinese textbook was dirty. When the teacher handed out the textbooks, the students with dirty books didn't complain at all. I was moved at that time.
I'm still a little naughty. My primary school is very naughty. All the teachers who have taught me, except the head teacher, say that I have ADHD, and I am dishonest like a little monkey all day. I remember once, I drew two little pigs on the blackboard with the names of a boy and a girl written on them. They almost cried with anger. If fighting is not allowed at school, I might ... After the teacher asked me who drew this, I stood up honestly and the teacher hit me a few times. Actually, much thunder and little rain, I said a few words.
I like gossip, reading comics, spreading gossip and gossip. The pig on the blackboard is my proudest wisdom. In fact, I mean no harm, just a little boy with excess energy. I don't want to be a paparazzi, but a scholar who studies aerospace. I'm ruthless Coca Cola, and I'm Tan Xianghao, a coke boy.
This is my second grade composition 10, which is the mid-term exam of the third grade. Because of carelessness, I fell directly from the third place to the thirtieth place. Faced with such a huge gap, the atmosphere at home has also cast a shadow. Mother walked around the room restlessly, and dad frowned and shook his head. There was only two seconds of rotation in the room.
It's dark outside and the room is getting dark. I sat at my desk, staring at my red fork paper as dense as rain. Close your eyes and wait for the storm. ...
"This is not done? How could I do anything wrong? " At this time, my father is like an attacking lion, and I am like a helpless lamb. I can only look at him silently, my legs trembling involuntarily, my heart pounding, and I dare not say a word. I saw his hand holding the paper hard, and finally, the paper was torn to pieces and thrown in my face.
Suddenly heavy rain fell from the sky. Dad grabbed a stick and called me. I run around the house like a little mouse. My wailing is intertwined with the thunder and lightning outside the window, and it travels far and far ... Kneeling on the ground, looking at my black-and-blue ass and rubbing my fingers that are about to be interrupted, my heart is full of grievances. I'm just a little careless, but I don't know how to write. Why should I be punished like this?
"You are too careless. Is it careless if the doctor forgets to take the scalpel out of the patient? " He seemed to read my mind, coldly dropped a sentence and kicked out the door. The room quieted down, and this sentence echoed in the room and my heart, yes! Every wonderful and brilliant life is made up of perfect details, and every gloomy and failed life is made up of carelessness. It turns out that this is my father's education.
The rain stopped and a rainbow appeared on the horizon, giving off colorful light. Although this beating is painful, it makes me understand that every wonderful and brilliant life is made up of perfect details, and every gloomy and failed life is made up of careless piles. That's what my father wanted to tell me.
What is happiness? Happiness is father's strict love, mother's earnest teaching, father's kind guidance and mother's gentle care.
This is my happiness, which will benefit me for life.