1. Read comics and write essays

Loving Father In today's society, most families have only one child. Parents regard their children as the apple of their eyes and try their best to meet their children's various requirements, no matter what. Correct or not, give your children what they want.

Many children have become the "little emperors" and "little suns" in their families. I saw a cartoon titled "Loving Father" and it left a deep impression on me.

The content of the comic is as follows: There was a kind father, in order to satisfy his child's request to ride a wooden horse, he lay down on the rocking chair and let his son ride on his back. The child held a whip in his hand and looked arrogant, just like a majestic general, with an arrogant smile on his face.

This loving father had a very painful expression on his face because he had been bent over and hunched over for a long time. But in order to please his precious "hero" son, he still persisted... I saw this lifelike cartoon and found it very ridiculous, but I couldn't laugh.

I think the loving father in the comics gives his children excessive love, which is doting. In an increasingly competitive society, this is harmful to the growth of children.

At present, most of the Chinese cities are one-child families, and there is a common and obvious problem: parents are very affectionate, and parents love their children very much and let them Born in a honeypot, grown in a honeypot. It is the nature of parents to love their children, which is understandable. However, if they fall into the quagmire of doting and let their children be arrogant and arrogant at home, they will have whatever they want and do whatever they want. Once this kind of character is formed, when the children become adults, they will It is easy to move to the edge of danger, and then parents will regret it.

This is also a failure of parents and the greatest harm to their children. It is the wish of many parents to hope that their children will be successful and their daughters will be successful. However, if they want to realize this wish, they cannot overindulge. Only by allowing their children to face setbacks correctly and constantly overcome difficulties can they live independently and gain a foothold in this society. 2. A 400-word essay on the deep love of a loving father m.xiaogushi

Father’s love is like a tall mountain, which allows us to rely on with confidence. This makes father's love precious and indispensable, making people feel the imperceptible father's love even more. Perhaps father's love is not as delicate and gentle as mother's love, but its unique severity and roughness can also move us.

My father can be described as having a changeable personality! He can be harsh at times, which makes me feel terrible. Sometimes he let me bully him without saying a word.

One time, my father went out to socialize. At that time, I could be called ignorant. I often behaved like a spoiled child with my father and could not understand that he went out to socialize. Therefore, I wanted to punish my father, so I asked him to carry me on his back. I go upstairs. My father seemed very embarrassed when facing the chubby me. After thinking about it, he let me go and carried me up to the third floor. My mother was protecting me from behind, for fear that I would fall. My father was very tired when he went up to the second floor. I was panting and wanted to put me down, but I refused and said to my father: "Who asked you to go out to eat or drink? This is your punishment!" Dad looked helpless and said: "I'm too tired!" I didn't Appreciate it.

Just as he was about to go up to the third floor, there was only one step left. Dad was unable to do what he wanted and accidentally tripped. "Oops!" As I exclaimed, my father fell heavily, but I was unscathed and didn't even knock. It turned out that at the moment when I fell, my father subconsciously used one hand to protect me, and he held me on the ground with one hand. His legs were covered with bruises from the fall, and he was breathing "hissingly" from his mouth. , it seems that the fall was not light. I asked: "Dad, does it hurt?" But my father said firmly: "It's okay, it's no big deal!" I knew this was to prevent me from blaming myself.

From now on, I will never make these embarrassing requests to my father again.

This is the father's love that is as majestic as a mountain and as vast as the sea. A small thing, but it moved me deeply.

That father's love is the love that makes us warm and can be relied upon with confidence! 3. A 300-word essay on the plot of a fifth-grade comic about a loving father

Duck and Rabbit Kingdom

Last night, I found that I had turned into a magical little angel. There were a pair of eyes on my back. She has transparent wings, a glittering crystal crown on her head, and a magic wand with boundless power in her hand. She is so beautiful! I flew and flew to a strange place.

The scenery there was beautiful and picturesque. I saw a group of animals that looked like ducks and rabbits. They all had sad faces and seemed to be very happy. Feeling worried, I stepped forward to greet them, and they told me: "This is the Kingdom of Ducks and Rabbits. Although the scenery is picturesque and the seasons are like spring, there is a demon ruling this place. It eats 10 ducks and rabbits a day. Now people's hearts are Panicked, all the ducks and rabbits were running for their lives. "I heard this and wanted to get rid of this demon, so I went to look for the devil's palace. According to the instructions of duck and rabbit, I quickly found the devil's palace. I used the invisibility method to enter. After dodging and dodging, I quickly found the devil, and at first glance, I saw it was a big rat! It was 6.5 meters tall, and its eyes glowed fiercely. Soon after, I picked up the magic wand and shouted: "Get smaller, get smaller, get smaller again!" The giant rat quickly became like an ordinary mouse. The same size, running around. The majesty also disappeared without a trace. The residents of the Duck and Rabbit Kingdom cheered happily when they saw that the demon that ruled them was eliminated! Xiaohe Composition Network

I was recording the first good thing I did in the little angel's magic book, "Shuyao wake up! The time is coming, it's time to go to school!" Dad woke me up. Only then did I realize that it was a dream. 4. Composition: Mihoko and her family visited General Nie 40 years later. 400 words

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, 40 years have passed.

Mihoko, who was only 4 years old at the time, is now a mother of three children. However, time has not diluted Mihoko's gratitude and longing for General Nie. Finally one day, Mihoko and her children traveled thousands of miles to China to visit General Nie.

At this time, General Nie is no longer as heroic as before. Time has left indelible traces on his body: his hair has turned gray and the wrinkles on his face are clearly visible. However, no matter how much her appearance changed, Mihoko still recognized General Nie at a glance in the huge crowd. She stared at General Nie and couldn't believe her eyes.

For one second or two, tears blurred Mihoko's eyes. "Uncle Nie, I am Mihoko, Uncle Nie!!" Mihoko shouted to General Nie not far away in Chinese that she had practiced over and over again.

General Nie was stunned at first, and the surprise that followed immediately filled his heart. "Hey, Mihoko, I finally see you again!" General Nie said in a trembling voice. Mihoko couldn't bear it any longer, her eyes filled with excitement. She rushed out of the car and ran towards General Nie. General Nie opened his hands happily, and his face still had the kind expression from before.

Then, the two people hugged each other tightly, and tears of excitement rolled down the faces of Mihoko and General Nie. When the children in the car saw this touching picture, they couldn't restrain their excitement. They rushed out of the car and surrounded General Nie and shouted over and over again, "Grandpa Nie! Grandpa Nie!" Looking at the three innocent and lovely pictures With a smiling face, General Nie was so excited that he didn't know what to do, so he could only agree with "Hey, hey!"... The friendship between General Nie and Mihoko has crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and the deep emotions between them have not only touched us in China. Children and grandchildren have built a bridge for the friendship between China and Japan, and the dove of peace is flying in the sky...

5. Look at this picture and write a 500 essay

Materials: High-quality answers My mother always said to me before: "My daughter is good at everything but her academic performance is not very good." Now my mother says: "My daughter is good at everything." My daughter has made progress." I felt happy after hearing this, because it was all the result of my hard work. I remember that before the first half of the third grade, my academic performance was always not good. Every exam was not ideal, and I rarely achieved anything. I got good grades and lost confidence in learning. In school, my teachers often criticized me and sometimes left me with unfinished homework after school. It’s winter vacation, and today is the last day to take the test results and get them. When I saw the grade book, I was dumbfounded. Two subjects were passed and one was good. I returned home dejectedly, opened the door gently, and was about to slip into my room when I heard my mother's voice coming from the kitchen: "Ren Yuan is back." "How did you do in the exam?" I gingerly took out the grade book and showed it to my mother. When she opened it, she immediately frowned. I thought: I must have had a bad day today. Who knows, not only did my mother not hit me, , and also encouraged me: Don’t be discouraged, it doesn’t matter if you didn’t do well in the exam this time, just work harder during the holidays and after school starts.

Excellent answers

My mother always said to me before I am going on winter vacation. Even as a mother, I have to catch up with others: "My daughter is good at everything except her academic performance." It’s not very good. I studied hard after school started. How did I do on the exam? Then I heard my mother’s voice coming from the kitchen. I will have to work harder in the future.” Now my mother said. After a semester of hard work, are there any questions that you can’t solve? "I gingerly took out the grade book and gave it to my mother, and also encouraged me to study for two hours in the afternoon, because that was the result of my hard work: "My daughter has made progress, who knows. Sometimes I insist on attending class even when she is sick. I think my academic performance has never been good." I felt happy after hearing this.

I remember that before the first half of the third grade, every exam was not satisfactory. The teacher also praised me in his comments. I have made progress, but rarely get good grades. I review and preview for another hour, and gently open the door: "Ren Yuan is back. I just wanted to sneak into my room. When I got the grade book, I was dumbfounded. From then on, I I lost confidence in studying. Not only did my mother not beat me, but I passed two subjects and got good in one. I studied for two hours every morning during holidays. In school, I made a study plan for myself. The teacher often criticized me, and I went home dejected. I have been striving to be at the top of the class, and I have persisted. Sometimes I have to leave unfinished homework after school. Today is the last day to take the test results, and my mother opened it to take a look.

From then on From now on, I secretly made up my mind. So I immediately frowned, thinking that I would be able to catch up in the next exam: I must have had a bad day today: don’t be discouraged, my grades in the fourth grade have been improved than before, but I didn’t do well in the exam this time. It doesn’t matter, work harder during the holidays. I listened to my mother’s words.

My efforts have yielded results, and the flame of victory has rekindled in my heart: I must complete the homework given by the teacher after school every day. I had to understand it before I gave up. I finally got good grades in the third-grade final exam, and I became even more motivated to study. Material 6. Look at the picture below to write an essay: a self-made topic, a narrative essay of about 400 words

Appreciation of the model article came to mind from a cartoon of mine. The cartoon depicts a girl who is helpless in the face of the boiling water on the stove. She is shouting in a high voice: "Mom, the water is boiling!" The cartoon is very interesting. Irony may make people laugh after reading it, but it can also make people gain enlightenment and education after laughing.

After looking at this painting, I couldn't help but think of myself. In the past, I rarely did housework.

I always think that as long as a person is successful in his career, what's the use of being able to do those trivial housework? Later, I finally understood that although housework is trivial, it is also an indispensable part of life, especially for young students. Learning to do housework is also a way to cultivate hard-working qualities and is helpful for overcoming bad habits such as spoiledness and laziness. Makes sense. Society is made up of families. When there is a family, there are housework, and every capable family member should do it.

If no one in the younger generation is willing to do housework, it will inevitably increase the burden on parents, distract them from their work, and affect their work. In this sense, if the younger generations do more housework, they actually make some contributions to society.

Besides, if a person is not even willing to do housework, how can he talk about building a career? The ancients said: "If you don't sweep one house, how can you sweep the world?" This is the truth. I understand these principles from personal experience.

My parents love me very much and rarely let me get involved in housework. But one time, my mother had not returned from visiting relatives, and my father went to a meeting again, leaving me alone at home.

In the morning, because I couldn’t cook, I had to buy sesame seed cakes to satisfy my hunger. At noon, I bit the bullet and cooked them myself. Who knew I didn’t even dare to light the fire? I watched the gas stove for a long time, but I didn’t dare to turn it on. , let alone ignition. I really had no choice but to ask my neighbor Aunt Li for help. It was better for Aunt Li to let me have dinner at her house, but when I got to school, I was already late.

This incident taught me a lesson and made me understand the importance of housework. I thought, if you can't even take care of the most basic life on your own, what will you do if you enter the society in the future? I can’t let my parents serve me for the rest of my life! From then on, as soon as I came home, I rushed to learn to do housework, and now I have become a good helper to my parents.

Oddly enough, since I learned to do housework, I have become more motivated to study. It can be seen that as long as you correctly handle the relationship between study and housework and adjust their time, you can kill two birds with one stone.

I watched this cartoon over and over again and felt that the girl in the picture looked a lot like me in the past. I laughed, both at this "young lady" and at the old me.

Some small things in life often educate people. Although doing housework is a small part of life, isn't it also a very profound revelation? Brief Comment: After the first paragraph briefly introduces the picture, it transitions to "revelation" and turns to the narration of "I". First, I will summarize the transformation and improvement of "my" thoughts, and then describe in detail an incident that "I" personally experienced: My parents are not at home, and I can't even cook a meal.

And from this, the lesson is drawn: "If you can't even take care of yourself in basic life, what should you do when you enter society in the future?", which highlights the theme of the article. The article returns to the comics at the end, which not only echoes the beginning, but also explores the theme.

The whole article has a clear intention, clear thinking, and detailed description of life. It is a better picture composition. 7. Look at pictures and write an essay, 400 words

This morning, the sun was shining brightly in the forest, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the air seemed particularly fresh. Grandpa Tree woke up, stretched out, and was ready to wait for the little woodpecker sleeping on the branch to peck worms for him. However, after waiting for ten minutes, the little woodpecker did not fly down. Grandpa Tree thought: The little woodpecker must have been too busy yesterday, so let him sleep a little longer!

However, after a while, Grandpa Shu heard heavy footsteps in the distance. Grandpa Tree felt that the sound was not like the brisk footsteps of children who usually came to play in the forest. It looked into the distance and saw a man in his thirties wearing a peaked cap walking towards here carrying a heavy and sharp axe.

Grandpa Tree thought to himself: "What a tragedy! What a misfortune! Humans are coming to cut down our trees again!" It was too late, but by that time, the man had already walked to Grandpa Tree. He took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it with a lighter and started smoking leisurely. Just listen to him say: "Hehe, this tree is thick and big enough, I will make a lot of money today!" After saying that, he chopped it down with an axe. Grandpa Tree was so painful that he shed tears.

At this time, the little woodpecker on the tree was awakened, and it suddenly remembered its obligations. However, when it lowered its head and looked down, it was shocked by the scene in front of it: a ferocious man held an ax tightly in his hand and chopped at Grandpa Tree's body mercilessly. Grandpa Tree already had several scars on his body and was crying sadly. The little woodpecker couldn't bear to watch anymore. It immediately flew to the man's neck, pecked his head, and shouted: "You are a bad guy who hurts trees, there must be insects in this piece of wood!" The man was pecked! With a bloody head and head, he dropped his ax and ran away.

The little woodpecker asked puzzledly: "Grandpa Tree, you have lush branches and leaves. Like a machine, you continuously release oxygen, create green for the earth, and benefit mankind. Humanity should thank you." "But why are you here to hurt us?"

Grandpa Tree sighed and said: "People only care about making money and deforestation without regard to the consequences. You know, it is a one-time thing every year." Chopsticks will cut down about 25 million trees and destroy tens of thousands of acres of forest! But some people will always use us to make money and do immoral things."

The little woodpecker gently. He said to himself: "How can people do this? Why?"

At this time, the forest temporarily returned to its former peace. But no one knows what the forest will look like tomorrow. 8. How to write the beginning and end of a 400-word, 300-word, 500-word essay about reading pictures in the fourth grade of elementary school, which is better than family members

One weekend, Ling Ling, a girl in sixth grade, came back from a friend’s house and happened to see the old Miao woman next door washing herself at home. One weekend after freshman year, Ling Ling, a sixth-grade girl, came back from a friend's house and happened to see the Zhuang (actually Miao) grandmother next door washing a lot of clothes at home.

Speaking of this old woman, Lingling felt that she was quite pitiful. Her two sons all worked in other places and only came home once in several years. Her husband was sick and had been living in the hospital, and she was the only one. People, hold up this dilapidated home. The old woman tilted her head and glanced at the wall clock, then stopped what she was doing.

"It's time to deliver food to my husband." The old lady thought the hospital food was unhygienic and was afraid that something would go wrong after eating it, so she went to deliver it to her husband, the grandfather, in person every day. meal.

After the Zhuang grandmother left, Lingling came to her house and wanted to help her wash clothes. Lingling tied up her apron quickly and rolled up her sleeves.

The clothes at grandma’s house were really big. It took Lingling a lot of effort to wash one piece of clothes, but it was easier to wash the second piece. "The old lady at this moment must be very anxious when she thinks that there are so many clothes waiting to be washed at home. Who would have thought that I, Ling Ling, would be helping her."

Thinking of this, Ling Ling speeds up the washing process. . As she was washing, she heard the squeaking sound of the wheels of the old woman's tricycle turning.

She thought, I should tidy up the room again. Lingling arranged everything and wiped the wall.

Here, she heard the sound of the old woman getting off the tricycle. She opened the door and let the old woman look inside the house. When the old lady walked in, the house was quiet, the daily necessities were neatly arranged, the walls were wiped spotless, and even the clothes she was going to wash were washed.

The old lady didn’t know how to thank Lingling, so she just kept saying: “Thank you, thank you!” Lingling wiped her hands with her apron, and the old lady touched Lingling’s face with one hand and said softly. : "When she grows up, Lingling is more caring about people. She is really my good granddaughter!" Stacking clothes. Speaking of this old woman, Lingling felt that she was quite pitiful. Her two sons all worked in other places and only came home once in several years. Her husband was sick and had been living in the hospital. She was the only one who could support this dilapidated house. Home.

The old woman tilted her head and glanced at the wall clock, and stopped what she was doing. "It's time to deliver food to my husband."

The old woman thought the hospital food was unhygienic and was afraid that something would go wrong after eating it, so she went to deliver it to her husband, the grandfather, in person every day. meal. After the Zhuang grandmother left, Lingling came to her house and wanted to help her wash clothes.

Lingling tied up her apron quickly and rolled up her sleeves. The clothes at grandma's house are so big. It took Lingling a lot of effort to wash one piece of clothes, but it was easier to wash the second piece.

"At this moment, the old lady must be very anxious when she thinks that there are so many clothes waiting to be washed at home. She never thought that I, Lingling, would be helping her." Thinking of this, Lingling speeded up the washing process. .

As she was washing, she heard the squeaking sound of the wheels of the old woman's tricycle turning. She thought, I should tidy up the room again.

Lingling arranged everything and wiped the wall. Here, she heard the sound of the old woman getting off the tricycle. She opened the door and let the old woman take a look inside the house.

When the old lady walked in, the house was quiet, the daily necessities were neatly arranged, the walls were wiped spotless, and even the clothes she was going to wash were washed. The old lady didn't know how to thank Lingling, so she just kept saying: "Thank you, thank you!" Lingling wiped her hands with her apron, and the old lady touched Lingling's face with one hand and said softly: "Grow up, Lingling Ling is more caring, she is really my good granddaughter!” 9. Write an essay on Father’s Day 400

Father’s love is the most silent love in the world.

——Inscription: He has a pair of small eyes, a big nose and a big mouth. He always wears a pair of square glasses on the bridge of his nose, his head is a bit small, and the overall look is quite funny.

He——is my father. My father's eyes are very distinctive, as if he can speak.

Although not as sharp as Leo Tolstoy, he will convey information to me all the time. I remember that he checked my homework several times and found a few mistakes. He asked me to check it myself and find out the mistakes. But I was lazy and didn't want to check, so I just found an excuse and said that the teacher would do it tomorrow. I'll talk about it, and I'll change it when the time comes.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt a cold light coming from me. When I looked up, my father's eyes were staring at me. His eyes seemed to say: "You must learn to be serious and find problems by yourself. Don't rely on the teacher." , check it quickly!” I was so frightened that I picked up my homework and rushed into the room to check the wrong questions. Another time I had a cold, and my father asked me to take medicine, but I always forgot to take it. Every time he asked me if I had taken medicine, my answer was always that I forgot to take it.

Every time at this time, I found that there was not only blame in my father's eyes, but also deep love and concern. His eyes seemed to remind me: "You must remember to take the medicine, otherwise the condition will worsen and the pain will be more uncomfortable."

I regretted it so much that I didn't listen to him and take the medicine on time and let Dad Worry. After that, I never forgot to take my medicine.

Dad’s eyes not only spurred me on in my studies, but also reminded me in life that he cared about me everywhere. He was not only my strict father, but also my loving father. The words conveyed to me by his eyes help me and encourage me at any time in my study and life.

This is my father, my strict father, my loving father. 3. "My Father" Father's love is great. Everyone has a harbor of love, and I am no exception.

My father is very strong, with small eyes and a serious face that makes people scared at first sight. But my father loves me very much and has always supported me in playing billiards in order to enrich my after-school life.

In order to encourage me to play billiards, he also bought me a billiard cue for more than 800 yuan. I remember one time, my father took me to play billiards. Because I hadn’t played for a long time, my hands were raw.

After my father saw it, he took me to practice. My father first corrected my playing posture, and then let me play. If I didn’t score, my father would analyze the reasons for me not scoring. , and continued to give me that kind of ball until I scored. With my father's encouragement, I was able to score all kinds of goals. I still remember that when I was learning to skateboard, I fell down countless times. It was because of my father’s encouragement and help that I learned to skateboard.

On the first day of learning, my father helped me slide slowly. The next day, my father helped me onto the skateboard and walked for a while before letting go. I slid down the slope. As soon as the skateboard flew away, a dog gnawed on me and I fell to the ground. , I thought my father would run over to me immediately and say: "My son, get up quickly, did you fall? Does it hurt?" But my father walked over slowly and said to me with a smile: "Get up quickly, did you fall?" A fall is no big deal, it’s nothing to a man.”

I was very angry after hearing this, so I said: "I won't learn anymore." After hearing this, my father said to me seriously: "If you don't learn, your classmates will ask you to go out skateboarding, and others will You know how to do it, are you embarrassed? As a man, you should face difficulties bravely and challenge yourself."

In the future, my father would encourage me and let me do it after I skateboarded and wrestled. I continued to learn how to skateboard, and finally I got it.

ah! Great fatherly love, you are my teacher on the road of life; you are the cornerstone of my life; you are the colorful light of the rainbow in my heart; you are the sunshine that melts my snow... 4. "My Father" Actually , my father is a very strict and mean person.

Sometimes we quarrel over trivial matters. However, gradually, I have adapted to it, and sometimes, even one thing or criticism from him can benefit me a lot.

He has dark skin and is about 1.75 meters tall. He walks with firm steps and looks very energetic. Wearing black-rimmed glasses, he always adjusts his glasses before speaking, speaks calmly and elegantly, and speaks clearly.

Due to age, a few white hairs grew out of my originally black hair. Maybe I was too worried. This is my dad. I remember one time, the school left a lot of homework, and school ended very late. It was almost 6 o'clock when I got home.

After I had something to eat, I immediately started doing my homework. I left a lot of math, Chinese, and English behind. At about 9 o'clock, I finished my homework, and my mother said: "Write two extracurricular questions, and then write an English reading and then go to sleep!" I was so sleepy that I could hardly open my eyes, and I thought: You said It's quite easy to say, now that I'm done, you're fine, hum! Why should I write? I won't write anymore, I'll go to sleep.

After I washed up and prepared to go to bed, my mother said seriously: "Go to bed after you finish your homework." I didn't answer her and lay on the bed. After a while, my father came back and found out that the atmosphere was If it's not right, just ask my mother. My mother walked into my room and started scolding me, "Don't go to sleep first, get up!" My mother said angrily. Of course I didn't want to get up, so I continued to lie down.

After my father came in, he said, "Mom asked you to get up, did you hear me?" I didn't dare to offend my dad, so I got up. My dad asked, "What's going on? Why don't you do your extracurricular homework?" I whispered: "I don't want to write," but my father didn't hear me, so he started to scold me: "The elders are talking to the children, and the children have to answer. You can't pretend not to hear, let alone not speak. Do you hear that?" My father spoke in a very loud voice. big. At that time, my heart felt like being pricked by needles. It really hurt, it hurt... But what could I do? I replied: "Oh, I understand."

My tone was very serious at that time. A week has passed since this incident, but it is still engraved in my heart. Dad’s criticism made me understand that people must learn to understand each other, otherwise you will be considered rude.

At the same time, I am grateful to my father for teaching me the true meaning of respect.