1. Look at pictures and write compositions in the second volume of Grade Three

Fly kites

On a sunny Sunday, Xiaoli, Mingming and Xiaohua went to the park to fly kites. The scenery in the park is charming: there are several white clouds like cotton candy floating in the blue sky, and the green lawn is endless. Xiaoli brought her beloved butterfly kite, which is colorful and beautiful. Mingming and Xiaohua brought the swallow kite they made together. There are quite a few people flying kites in the park! There is a child in the distance. I saw him holding the kite's rope and trotting against the breeze, and the kite danced slowly in the air. The children's parents looked at the children's excitement and smiled. There is also a red goldfish kite in the sky. The breeze blows and the "goldfish" seems to swim in the water. Suddenly another "eagle" flew by. Oh dear! There is also a mighty "dragon"! What an air! Watching, Ming Ming and Xiao Hua's hands itch, too. Xiaohua raised the swallow kite over his head, obviously tugging at the kite string, and said, "I'll count to 1, 2 and 3 later, so you can let go." Xiaohua nodded. “1、2、3！” Swallow kite fluttered into the sky, and it went up and down, like playing with birds and playing hide-and-seek with white clouds. How happy they are!

general comment: this article is a composition about pictures. The content of the pictures is a group of children flying kites. This paper not only depicts the contents of the picture, but also combines the author's own imagination, such as the posture of kite flying into the sky and the reaction of children. The article also uses many rhetorical devices, which are vivid and imaginative. 2. The third grade, the second volume, the first unit of Chinese composition, how to write words according to pictures < P > In the eyes of many people, everyone's hands are the same.

However, in my eyes, my father's hands are a pair of unusual hands. Although my father's hands are rough, they are filled with love and care for me! I remember last winter, it was snowing lightly, and it was very cold. My father and I were walking home. I didn't wear gloves and felt cold, so I kept rubbing my hands. My father saw me rubbing my hands and asked me what was wrong. I said, "I'm a little cold." My father heard this and gave me a pair of gloves he was wearing. I asked my father, "Aren't you cold?" Dad said, "Nothing, dad is not cold."

After listening to this sentence, I couldn't help but shed tears, which flowed down like a broken bead. When I got home, I took out my homework and wrote for a while. I finished all my homework and put it away.

when I went out to have a look, I saw my father rubbing his hands all the time, and drying them by the fire from time to time. I walked over and saw my father's hand was bruised and purple with pain. I threw myself into my father's arms and tears flowed down again and again.

I asked my father, "Are you in pain?" Dad said, "it's okay, son. Dad doesn't hurt." I know my father is in pain, but he just doesn't want me to know that I am sad.

one more time. I had a high fever at night, and my father asked me what was wrong. I said, "I feel a little sick."

Dad took out the thermometer and clipped it for me. After about 5 minutes, my dad asked me to take it out. I took it out and showed it to my dad. Dad said it was 39. 8 degrees.

He quickly put on my clothes and carried me to the Daikuang Hospital. Because there was no pediatrics department in Daikuang Hospital, my father took me out, took a taxi to the central hospital, and had a bottle of drip overnight. My father didn't sleep all night, and he had to go to work the next day. When he came back from work the next day, he fell asleep in bed. In the storm, my father's hands are like a big umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain.

I love my father's rough hands, and I love my father even more. 3. this is the second unit of the third-grade Chinese book of Jiangsu Education Press. Write a composition. I take a picture of others. 311

I take a picture of my mother. On a sunny Saturday, I feel that I have nothing to do, so I walk to my mother's room in three steps.

"mom! Mom! How about I take a picture of you? " "What's the matter? Why do you suddenly want to take my picture? " Mother asked doubtfully. "Because I have nothing to do, so ..." I answered without hesitation.

"all right then." I am smug: I can convince my mother with my golden tongue.

so I pretended to draw. When I first started to paint my hair, I found a few crane hairs on my mother's head. "This must be caused by getting up early in the morning and cooking for me, and not getting enough sleep."

I said to myself; When I drew my mother's forehead, I was surprised to find two wrinkles, alas! Being busy all day long will of course wrinkle. My nose feels sour.

After painting my head, it's time for me to paint my mother's hand. My mother's cracked hand takes me to school by bike every day, and I am immersed in cold water when washing dishes ...................................................................................................................... I was in tears when I finished painting this picture.

In order not to worry my mother, I dried my tears, turned my head as if nothing had happened, and said, "You are beautiful, Mom. Look, my son will be a great painter in the future!" Mom quickly picked up the painting and looked at it. She laughed and said, "You are not human, obviously you are four unlike." I bowed my head shyly.

"However, if I continue to work hard, my son will be an excellent painter in the future. At that time, I will follow the scenery." After listening to my mother's words, my tears welled up at once, hugged my dear mother and said, "Happy holidays, mom!" " View the original post > > . 4. The second volume of the third grade Chinese book looks at pictures. 2 pages and 3 pages of spring pictures < P > As soon as Grandpa Dong left, Miss Chun quietly came to the world, bringing vitality to the earth.

with the breeze, we walked into the door of spring. Looking up at the sky, there are white clouds of different shapes floating in the blue sky, some like rabbits, some like sheep, and some like marshmallows … How beautiful! Nearby, a thawed stream rushed to the sea singing cheerful songs. On the grass beside the stream, the original yellow grass has grown green grass under the touch of the spring breeze. The grass is full of colorful wildflowers, red as fire, white as snow, pink as chardonnay and yellow as gold ... Very beautiful! A row of willows on the other side of the stream drew tender yellow leaves. Some willows looked at the mirror in front of the stream, and some combed their long, thin green hair in the spring breeze. In the distance, tall poplars grow new green leaves, and from a distance, they stand there like a row. There is a big field in front of the village over there. The rice fields are full of seedlings, and they are green everywhere, like a green ocean. Farthest, there are rolling mountains. Gaoshan put on colorful clothes, which is really beautiful!

spring is really like a beautiful picture. I like spring! 5. How to write the second unit of Chinese composition in the third grade of primary school < P > Introduction: We live on a beautiful earth, and our home is suffering from serious pollution: the original blue sky has become gray, and the crystal clear river is full of garbage everywhere, which seriously threatens human health.

People cut down trees endlessly, resulting in soil erosion and desertification in some places. Without forests, animals have lost their homes, and many rare animals are on the verge of extinction.

People like to have a comfortable home, so they decorate their homes magnificently, but the poisonous gas released after decoration will do great harm to human body. Save the River In my hometown, there is a river with a long history.

when I was a child, my mother often told me about it. She said there are rich products and beautiful scenery.

The river is crystal clear. You can see the sand and stones at the bottom of the river. There are groups of fish and shrimp in the river. They live a carefree life. The weeping willows on the shore are like graceful girls dancing in the breeze.

The lush trees have opened huge green umbrellas for people. When my mother was a child, she played with the children by the river and in the water whenever she had time.

this spring festival, we returned to our hometown. I can't wait to ask my mother to take me to the river to play.

before I got to the river, I smelled a stinky smell. I was puzzled and held my nose and came to the river. I saw the dusty shore, piles of rocks, mountains of garbage from the shore to the water, connected into one piece, showing ferocious faces, as if demonstrating to people.

The river is so dirty that fish and shrimp can't be seen. The unbearable stench makes passers-by cover their noses. At this time, I seem to hear the fish and shrimp crying, the river crying, and the surrounding flowers and trees crying.

Mom said: These are all caused by people not caring for the environment, littering and discharging sewage indiscriminately. I want to make a loud appeal: save the river! Give nature a clear river and a healthy living environment for mankind.

Save the Small River There is a clear small stream near my house. The stream is small, but the water is gurgling, and there are a group of happy little fish living in it. Once, I found that the stream turned into a sewage ditch, and the lovely little fish disappeared.

I was very angry and anxious. I discussed with my good friend Hu Guang and decided to rescue a small stream. We brought a small bucket from home, and while taking the sewage away from the stream, we brought clear pool water from a nearby pond and poured it in.

We are in full swing, and time is passing by bit by bit, but the effect is not obvious, and the water in the stream is still turbid. Hu Guang and I were a little discouraged, and we sat by the stream with our heads drooping.

"What are the two little angels doing?" Is Hu Guang's mother came home from work, see us sitting in a daze by the stream, walked over and asked us. I told my uncle the reason, but he said, "You children have so much ability to control pollution, forget it!" Hu Guang and I were both unconvinced and said, "So all the fish in the stream will die!" Seeing our seriousness, my uncle promised that he would come to help tomorrow.

Hu Guang's mother is from a sewage treatment company. Hearing him say that he wants to help, we are both very happy, as if we suddenly saw the fish swimming in the clear stream again. Early the next morning, Hu Guang's mother brought us to find the source of pollution, and asked the manufacturer to put forward a sewage discharge plan.

Then we drew fresh water from not far away. Soon, the water in the stream became clear. I saw several small fish appear in the stream again. Hu Guang and I jumped for joy. "Let's build an environmental protection brand!" Hu Guang suggested.

We excitedly made a sign at home, which read: "Small fish should also have a happy home, please care for the cleanliness of the stream!" We re-established the Mupai Village by the stream. Seeing the stream clear again and the small fish swimming happily in the stream, we don't want to mention how happy we are.

Boat in the river In the early morning, when the first beam of sunlight passed through the soft branches of weeping willows, the sound of the oars in the river woke me up from my sleep. Pushing open the window, the fresh air came to my nose, and the river was sparkling like a smoothed ribbon.

where on earth did the rumbling sound come from? Looking inside, you will find that this is a small boat that is not too big, with garbage piled up on it. At the bow stood an old man with a slight camel on his back. He was struggling to paddle, and the hot air he breathed immediately melted into the cold air in autumn morning.

At the stern, a middle-aged man in his forties reached the river with a long thin bamboo pole, and gently fished it out, and a bag of garbage wrapped in watermelon skin entered the net bag. Suddenly, the silence was broken with a bang. The two men on board looked up and saw that a strong young man had thrown a bag of garbage into the river.

The three men's eyes just met, and the young man smiled awkwardly and turned and slipped away as if fleeing. The two workers sighed and silently fished this bag of garbage out of the boat ... The sun still passed through the branches of weeping willows, and the air was still fresh, but the sound of oars faded away ... Comment: The little author described the scene he witnessed with fluent words, and with a child's vision, he truly reproduced the embarrassing scene and also revealed the relationship between people and the environment.

While the cleaners are cleaning up the garbage for the river, someone is making garbage. What a sharp contrast! Fortunately, the young man also knew that he was shy and "turned and slipped away like an escape". I really hope that the embarrassing scene will never appear again! Save Qingshui River I once had a dream, in which I dreamed that Qingshui River became very terrible. My mother and I came to Qingshui River.

I was just walking towards the river when I heard a cry. I followed the sound, and it turned out to be an independent grass there.

I squatted down and asked, "Grass, why are you crying here?" The grass said, "It turns out that this is a vast prairie, but people want to build tall houses here. My sisters have been pulled out, but only my grass has not been pulled out. "

the grass began to cry again. I stood up and just turned around and heard: "Help me."

I walked over and it turned out that Qingshui River was crying. I asked curiously, "Why are you crying?" Qingshuijiang said, "Please help me."

I saw an aunt throw a bag of garbage into the water. Plastic bags are flying in the air, wrapped in peels and soup leftovers. 6. How to write the composition of Unit 2 of Chinese in the second volume of Grade Three

Changes in my hometown environment

Once upon a time, my hometown was crystal clear, with lush trees, deep blue sky and clear air. I thought my hometown was like a beautiful painting.

Now, my hometown has completely changed. There is white pollution everywhere. There are many plastic bags on the ground, lunch boxes that people eat can be seen everywhere, and there are many papers and plastic bottles. People often cut down trees, use them for furniture and build houses. In factories, people discharge sewage into small rivers, and the original crystal clear river water has now turned into terrible black water.

I feel very sad to see these situations. I want to make some contributions to environmental protection. We have organized an environmental protection group for everyone to publicize environmental protection activities. We should publicize more newspapers to let everyone know how to protect the environment, try not to use disposable goods and reduce white pollution. Be careful not to throw away waste batteries, which are harmful to water and land and crops. Please ask the factory to recycle the waste batteries for processing and reuse. Put a sign on the grass, the grass has life, please don't step on the grass. We should also pick up the white pollution around our environment.

I believe that through our efforts, our environment will become more and more beautiful! 7. My hometown-Shenzhen

My hometown is Shenzhen, which is a beautiful city with lush trees and blooming flowers all year round

My hometown is Shenzhen, which is a beautiful city with lush trees and blooming flowers all year round.