Chapter 1: The ups and downs in life. An essay of about 450 words. Shakespeare once said: "Books are nourishment for all mankind." I want to say: "Rice is a mixture of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy." Let me tell you a few stories about my eating.
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Sour I don’t like to eat, but every time I make a mistake, my mother always punishes me by asking me to finish my meal.
One day at noon, I did something wrong and was scolded by my mother.
That night, my mother and I passed by the snack bar and asked my mother, "Can I buy a lollipop?" My mother didn't buy it for me when she saw it was a snack.
I felt very wronged and felt even more sour than jealous!
Sweet One day, I didn’t eat at noon because the weather was too hot and I lost my appetite.
I thought my mother would scold me at lunch time, but to my surprise, my mother actually took me to eat my favorite food.
I thought to myself: "Is my mother's head short-circuited today?" Happiness came so suddenly!
Once upon a time, I was immersed in the selfless state of eating snacks. I never thought that my cruel mother would take the food away from my hand and said: "Don't eat too much at night." Oh my god, take it away from me.
Forget the snacks, but still hurt my self-esteem?
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But how can I be defeated so easily because of my cleverness?
I also left one hand to get under the quilt to eat, and fell asleep while eating.
When I wake up in the morning, I can't avoid the pain of my skin and flesh. I only think of one word: suffering.
Spicy Although I love snacks, I often give food to ants in vain.
Yesterday I was discussing with my classmates, "Who are the eight great masters of the Tang and Song dynasties?" I opened my mouth and said, "There are potato chips, bread, plums, lollipops, chewing gum, marshmallows, cakes, and stars." The classmates burst into laughter.
After realizing it later, I suddenly felt a burning sensation in my heart. If I had known earlier, reading would be more reliable and I shouldn't be so greedy.
Chapter 2: An essay about the ups and downs in life, about 450 words. In my eyes, this summer vacation has a bitter taste.
When I saw this word, I felt a little nauseous.
However, I have really tasted this in my studies.
At the beginning of the vacation, I got up at seven o'clock every morning, and at 7:30 I hurried to learn the Mathematical Olympiad.
Returned home at eleven o'clock noon.
After finishing lunch in a hurry, I set off from home to learn calligraphy again.
In the afternoon, I returned home and started doing my homework again. After finishing my homework, it was already time for dinner.
After dinner, I have to study English again.
It was past nine o'clock when I got home after studying English.
I lay on the bed and fell asleep. The sweet and sour taste made me grin at one moment and enjoy it at the other.
I feel the same way when I'm playing.
Once, I saw some people riding bicycles, with their nimble bodies.
I can't help but be envious.
Let’s look at how many of our classmates can ride bicycles.
I couldn't help but feel jealous.
My mother also bought one.
Sourness: When I first bought it, I didn’t know how many falls it took.
Just learned to ride a bicycle.
Sweetness: After learning to ride a bicycle, my classmates and I rode bicycles in the community.
Makes me feel special happiness.
Spicy: When I heard this word, the tip of my nose seemed to be sweating, and the tip of my tongue seemed to have a burning feeling.
I feel this way in my life too.
I feel this way in my life too.
I had a quarrel with my father once.
As a result, my father went out for something. When he came back, I didn’t know what happened to the network cable?
Always flashing red light.
Dad mistakenly thought it was me who did it, so he scolded me.
Look, this is my summer vacation.
Chapter 3: An essay about the ups and downs in life, about 450 words. I like calligraphy and practice calligraphy.
For the sake of calligraphy, I once had troubles and wanted to give up, but later I persisted and tasted the ups and downs.
When I first started studying, my foundation was poor and I failed every assignment.
Comparing other students' writing with my own, I sighed and said, "Why is my writing so bad? Why is it so different from others?" At this time, I felt as if I had eaten sour grapes.
Bitterness "Oh, why do we have to rewrite it again?" I said to myself.
I could have gone out to play that day, but my mother called me back to write.
"This one is not allowed!" She looked at my rewritten words and said angrily: "Why is it that after so many words, there is no good one?" There is no other way, just keep practicing!
Practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, practice, the mute eats yellow lotus plus bitter bamboo shoots and bitter melon and bitter bile, it is really hard to describe!
After practicing for a while, I felt a little proud. I often showed off my calligraphy skills to my classmates. When I looked at their handwriting, I said, "Oh, is this a calligraphy? It's almost like a chicken's footprints!" See you!
When I was like this, the teacher picked up my handwriting and said sincerely: "Writing is similar to being a human being. It must be horizontal and vertical. Complacency and impatience will not write well." After listening to the teacher's words, my face turned red for a while.
It was white for a while, as if I had eaten red pepper, and tears were about to flow out.
Tian: Being competitive, I secretly made up my mind to practice calligraphy well. Whenever I finished my homework, I would pick up the brush and "swing" it. I would practice three nines in winter and three volts in summer.