In daily study, work, and life, everyone is familiar with compositions. Compositions must focus on the theme and make in-depth explanations around the same theme. Avoid rambling and distracting from the theme. Not even a theme. So how is a general composition written? The following is a self-description of the plastic bags I collected and compiled. Welcome to read and collect them. Plastic Bag's Self-Report Composition 1

Dear Humans:

Hello!

I am the plastic bag you throw away, my name is Xiaobai. Let me first talk about my experience from "birth" to now!

In the factory, after an uncle worker gave birth to me, I and many of my friends were transported to a small shop selling food.

One day, a very fashionable little sister took me away. She took me to her house. The little sister took out the things from my body and placed them. I originally thought she would She treated me well, but after she put her things away, she threw me out of her window. After that, I didn’t know anything else. When I woke up, I was covered in injuries.

Later, people coming and going ignored me. A little boy passed by. I thought he would pick me up, throw me into the trash can, or take me home, but he He actually kicked me aside and walked over...

Humans, I know that I destroy the environment, but it is all caused by you. So, humans, please don't litter, otherwise, you will get hurt. It's up to you.

I wish you

Can protect the environment, add color and beauty to nature, and let yourself live in a world full of vitality!

A plastic bag that is worried

Plastic bag’s self-report essay 2 on June 27, 20xx

Hello everyone, I am a plastic bag. People always Will use me to hold things. And humans will deal with me right too.

Today, I came into the hands of a man. After loading my things, he took me down, and then...he actually threw me into the sea! This is not the right way to deal with me! Fortunately, I met many relatives in the sea. But suddenly a gust of wind blew, a hole was blown open in me, and then I sank to the bottom of the sea.

I looked around and saw a blue sky. Phew, I was saved. But I wasn't happy for a while. A huge monster appeared in front of me. Oh my God, how could there be a submarine here? I quickly paddled with my own hands, but it was too late. I was sucked into the propeller. As soon as I was sucked in, the propeller stopped. I hurried out.

I lay on the bottom of the sea again, and just breathed a sigh of relief when a group of small turtles crawled over. I was very surprised: Why are they crawling towards me? I looked down and saw that I had snagged the turtle’s favorite food! I moved desperately, but my speed was too slow. The turtle came in front of me, no! After all, there are several living lives, and I don’t want to harm them.

Suddenly, I felt myself being sucked up. When I saw it, it turned out to be a dolphin, but I would also cause harm to the dolphin if I was in its belly! I swam as hard as I could, but the dolphin sucked too hard, and I ended up in the dolphin's belly. I was above the stomach acid, but the dolphin had some discomfort and just puked me out. Then, I was salvaged by a person.

Human beings, please touch your hearts and think about it, haven’t you been destroying the earth on which you live? You should protect the earth and make it beautiful. Plastic bag's self-report essay 3

I am a plastic bag, abandoned by the owner just a minute ago, and threw me in the weeds; a gust of wind blew by, making me dizzy. string. So, I lay down in the cold ditch, all wet. And my home - the trash can is not far away.

I really want to go home! I begged the passers-by bitterly: "Have mercy on me! Send me home!" But everyone ignored me and just walked on their own.

"Please..." But no matter how much I begged, no one listened to me.

Early the next morning, there were several more brothers and sisters around me, and they were all abandoned by their owners. Like me, they wanted to ask someone to take them home, but they also wanted to ask someone to take them home. Just as completely hopeless.

For several days, I was very depressed: Why are human beings so uncivilized? They threw us everywhere and didn't treat us well at all. We should also take revenge on them. In the evening of that day, we fellow sufferers held a meeting. After they listened to my ideas, they all agreed with me.

One year has passed in the blink of an eye. We use our bodies to block human doors and windows, polluting the environment. At a glance, our footprints are everywhere, on the roads, on houses, in parks, on tree branches, and even the air is filled with our smell. But humans just blame us and don't clean us up at all.

Human beings, have you ever thought about who threw us on the road? Aren't you yourselves? This is your retribution.

It didn’t take long for people to finally understand that we were harmful and unhelpful. We would not only pollute the environment, but also endanger people’s health. Now, people have taken a series of measures to build beautiful "homes" for us in the streets and at the entrance of the village, so that we finally have a place to stay. Plastic bag's self-report essay 4

I am a beautiful plastic bag, originally named "polyethylene". People in the twentieth century invented me. Because I was light, strong, and colorful, I was admired from the moment I was born.

I heard that people used to use bamboo baskets and cloth bags to shop. Since we were born, bamboo baskets and cloth bags have quietly become obsolete. Because we are cheap, people don't cherish us and throw us everywhere. My brothers and sisters can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. Whenever the wind blows, we fly everywhere. When the wind stopped, some of us hung on the treetops; some stopped on the wires; some fell on the green lawn; and some fell on the clear river and turned into demons that polluted the environment. People spent a lot of time and money trying to clean us up, but to no avail.

Although our plastic family is light and strong, it is not easy to rot. Because of this, we can be buried in fields for hundreds of years without rotting, causing great harm to crops. If burned, it will cause serious pollution to the air. People hate us for this, but they still can't do without us. Some even say we are the worst invention of the twentieth century.

Since June 1st, in order to protect the environment, major supermarkets have left us aside. People no longer care about us. We are very sad. I really hope that humans will not abandon us and can transform us so that we can continue to serve humans. Plastic bag's self-report essay 5

Hi, hello everyone, I am a white plastic bag. Because I have excellent varieties, good insulation, good preservation, and corrosion resistance, I am called the flower of plastic, which makes me very proud. I live happily every day.

Our family is prosperous. When we first came out of the plastic manufacturing factory, we were thin, slippery, in various colors, and in various patterns and patterns. Because I'm light and clean, people like us.

One time, I was transported to a supermarket with other good friends. My companions were being pulled here and there all day long, and I thought: One day it will be my turn! Sure enough, one day I was pulled out and a lot of things were stuffed into my stomach. Fortunately, I have a big appetite, otherwise my stomach would burst!

Because it is easy to use, light and cheap, it has become a hit all over the world and has become the most economical disposable bag. My distant relatives, such as cloth bags, leather bags, paper bags, etc., have all stepped aside.

However, I have a fatal flaw: I am very afraid of fire. As soon as I encounter fire, I am finished, melting immediately and burning into a puff of smoke.

I'm not just afraid. Don't burn me with fire! In order to prevent people from burning me with fire, I will emit toxic gases when I catch fire. This gas is not only toxic but also pollutes the environment! When people realized this, they no longer dared to transport me to a garbage incineration site to burn me, so they had to dig a hole to bury me. Let me tell you, regardless of how thin I am, even if I soak it in water and bury it in soil, I can still say that it will last for a hundred years. The increasing number of corpses of my companions is terrifying people. We are called white trash and the worst invention in the world!

I really hope people get to know me well. To care for the environment, let's start by limiting the use of our plastic bags. Plastic Bag Self-Report Composition 6

Hello everyone! I am a plastic bag. Ever since I was produced in the factory, I have been hanging in a fruit shop and no one has taken me away.

I was thinking wildly when a handsome guy came to buy fruit. He grabbed me and put all the fruits he bought into my stomach, and then carried me back to his home. Wow! His home is so luxurious! If I could live in his house, then... Before I could finish thinking about it, that handsome guy poured out all the fruit in my stomach and threw me out of the window more than 20 stories high. !

Damnable people! Aren't you afraid of throwing me to death? ! (If I could fall to death.)

I floated and floated, and came to the side of the road. Then an old man came. I was startled, thinking that he would definitely throw me into the garbage. In a bucket. But he just sighed, shook his head, and left. My hanging heart was relieved.

A few more young people came next, as well as a child. It's a pity that they all turned a blind eye to me. At this time a sanitation worker came, and I closed my eyes tightly and waited for death to come. But he didn't even see me. I got bold and floated into a cyclist's face, causing him to slam into the dirt. I laughed out loud.

When I was tired from playing, I floated to a farmland. I won't rot for hundreds of years and pollute farmland. I don't think you humans would have thought that just by using me once, I would bring you such great harm. Ha ha! Plastic Bag's Self-Report Composition 7

My name is Instant Noodle Plastic Bag. I wear a green floral dress with various patterns on it. The children like me very much when they see me.

My home is on a shelf in the supermarket. One day, a handsome little boy bought me and held me tightly in his arms. I lay in the boy's arms and was extremely happy. I thought he was taking me to a more beautiful place, but he came to a park, sat on a bench, tore my clothes apart, and ate the fragrant instant noodles. After eating, he threw me on the green lawn. A gust of breeze blew, and I floated in the air with the wind. I fell into the garbage bush, where there was a strong smell. Just when I wanted to cry, a gust of breeze blew by, and I actually floated up again. When I caught the eye of a little girl who was riding a bicycle, she suddenly lost sight of the front and fell to the ground. I landed lightly on the wheel. The little girl cried out in pain, and it took her a long time to stand up. I thought the little girl hated me so much that she would tear me to pieces.

The little girl didn’t do this. She picked me up gently, looked at me, walked to a nearby trash can, and threw me into the trash can. I returned to our big family. , I have my brothers and sisters there, and I’m so grateful for that little girl. She is really a good child who cares about the environment and pays attention to hygiene! Self-description of a plastic bag 8

I am a plastic bag, which was sent to the supermarket as soon as it was produced. A gentleman stuffed my stomach with apples and took me home. I am grateful that I have contributed to people.

But after this gentleman finished eating the apple, he threw me out of the window casually. A gust of wind blew me over the city.

When I saw it, I was shocked! It turns out that there are my companions everywhere: some fall on the roof, some hang on the balcony, some are wrapped in street lamps, and many are floating in the sky like me, even about to fall on the heads of pedestrians... everywhere I heard people yelling: "Damn plastic bags!"

I was blown to the forest by the wind. There are not many trees left here, most of them have been cut down by people, leaving many bare stumps. That’s a lot of plastic bags! Each stump was more or less covered with several plastic bags. I just heard those tree stumps scolding: "It's suffocating me, damn plastic bags!"

I was blown into the river again by the wind; I thought, it must be very quiet here. In fact, it’s not the case: there are plastic bags of all sizes floating on the water! The animals in the river are also scolding: "There is garbage everywhere, how can we live! Especially the damn plastic bags will poison us!

I am very depressed, why are I being scolded everywhere? Who is the culprit? What's the problem? I think you will answer without hesitation: It's human beings. Yes! It's human beings. If you want to protect the environment, you must start from now on, otherwise the unlucky person will be human beings 9

Plastic Bag’s Self-Report “Hello everyone, I am the famous Plastic Bag! Do you know them all? "You know me - plastic bags use some inferior petroleum as raw materials, and I am very important to your lives!, talking about me has advantages and disadvantages.

Whenever you Humans buy some fish! What do you use to take home some sticky things? However, every plastic bag is for the convenience of human beings! At the same time, I also have some disadvantages! What I never expected is that you humans are abusing members of our plastic bag family and throwing them everywhere, polluting the environment and polluting the only land we have! Use me to burn indiscriminately, causing fires and destroying the only dangerous filter on the earth - the atmosphere. That is because the chemical and toxic components produced when I burn are constantly destroying the atmosphere, causing it to shrink and become Thin.

Some people say they want to bury us under the ground and degrade it. You don’t know that it will destroy that good land and cause greater losses. Because my “crime” is so bad, So the national policy is coming! We are all going to be "retired" and replaced with green and environmentally friendly plastic bags. It just so happens that we are also "retired", so let me replace you! This is the first time I heard this! We have such a big mistake, we must correct it next time! Goodbye Earth! Self-reported essay on plastic bags 10

I am a plastic bag, a big plastic bag.

I lived in a drawer in the supermarket for a long time, and it seemed like it was almost moldy. Fortunately, one day, a man took me back.

When I got to that person’s house, he took everything in my stomach. It emptied it out, and then threw me out of the window.

I floated and floated into the green belt, where I lay quietly. I felt uncomfortable being pricked by grass and wanted to be picked up by passers-by. I got up, but the passers-by didn't even look at me, so I had to wait for the wind to come.

While waiting for the wind, I saw a little girl reaching out to pick me up, but she was blocked. Her mother dragged her away and said: "It's so dirty, who asked you to pick it up? These people are so unethical! After hearing this, I said angrily: "You are not equally unethical!" When you see me, you won’t pick me up! "But they didn't understand my language and kept walking forward.

I sighed and continued to wait for the wind to come. The wind finally came and it threw me up. Catching it again, throwing it up again, catching it... I was so dizzy that I finally stopped it and asked it a question: "Why don't people pick me up?" "That's because you're too dirty." "The wind said. "Then I'll go wash in the river! "So, I jumped into the river, but the river was even dirtier. I had to hold on to a stone for fear of being washed away.

Alas, where is my safe haven? Plastic Bag's Self-Report Composition 11

I am an ordinary little plastic bag, and I don't know how many people have passed through it to become what I am now. At this time, I was on the supermarket shelf. After a while, a little girl happily ran into the supermarket and chose a lot of delicious food. At checkout the cashier ripped me off and stuffed the food into my belly. The little girl carried me and ran home. But after returning home, the food troops went into the locker or refrigerator, but I was ruthlessly thrown into the trash can. Is this where I should end up? No, absolutely not.

My ideal is to one day be turned into a big shiny Coke bottle by the recycling bin. At this time, the little girl's mother came over, picked up the trash can, and dumped our "garbage brothers" on the garbage heap. Suddenly, a strong wind blew our brothers away. I'm floating everywhere with the wind! Floating! ...But it landed on a bubble gum without any bias. My two hands were firmly stuck, and I was struggling to life and death to no avail. Wow! There was another gust of wind, and I floated onto the window of a car again. The car owner looked very annoyed and used the wiper to hit me hard, but I couldn't get off. The owner of the car stopped the car and threw me out, cursing, and suddenly I fainted.

It’s so uncomfortable! When I woke up again, I found that I had been picked up from the stinking ditch by the recyclers. I was actually grateful! But they found that they didn't clean me and started to process me into a Coke bottle. Although my ideal has been realized, I am still unwilling to do things that endanger human health.

How stupid humans are! You yourselves endanger your own lives. To be able to do such a thing for profit is unacceptable to us non-human beings. You should wake up!

Sixth grade of Southeast Street Demonstration Primary School, Wenshui County, Shanxi Province: Li Yu Self-narrative essay on plastic bags 12

I am a plastic bag. My whole body is white and slightly transparent. My friends and I were hung up in a corner of the Jiang Xiang Pancake breakfast shop by the boss.

In the morning, the sun ran into the store and made me feel warm all over. I know a new day has begun. "Boss, here are two yuan for the sauce-flavored pancakes." A little boy ran into the store, holding five yuan in his hand. He lay on the counter and looked greedily at the fragrant soybean pancakes. The boss smiled and replied: "Okay!" He greeted customers like this every day, then pulled me off, put the sauce pancake into my stomach, and handed it to the little boy.

After breakfast, the little boy threw me away on the street. People came and went, and pairs of feet stepped on my head and face, leaving me bruised. In the evening, the wind blew my weak body and floated in the air. A gust of wind blew and I bumped into a woman's face. She was richly dressed, with a fox fur cloak. She pulled me down and shouted with a look of disgust, "What the hell, your face is dirty!" I lowered my head and was blown into the air again, hanging on a high branch. I opened my eyes and found that I was in a community.

I looked down and saw an uncle riding a tricycle with a trash can on it, followed by a group of children, one of whom seemed to me to be a little girl. Each of them had a pair of pliers and picked up the garbage on the ground one by one and put it into the trash can.

A gust of wind blew by, and I fell to the ground again. The little girl stretched out the pliers, clamped my feet, and then gently put me into the trash can. I seemed to hear her saying to herself: "Little plastic bag, stop running around, I will take you home today."

What a good little girl! I was silently grateful to her. Plastic bag's self-report essay 13

I am a small plastic bag. My home is in a plastic processing factory, where I have my brothers and sisters. We live a happy life.

But one day, I was bought by a small vendor and sold to an old vegetable seller. Just like that, after a long haul, my family and I were separated.

"How much does this cost per catty?" An old woman asked, pointing to the eggplant. The old man said: "Two yuan per catty!" "Give me a bag."

The old lady said, "Okay." "As he said, the grandpa handed me to the grandma. The grandma took me to pack a few eggplants, and after paying the bill, she took me home.

My value is only ten minutes, I was thrown aside, and then I was filled with garbage and thrown out. I lay in the smelly garbage pile and waited. Later, the cleaners came and loaded me into the garbage truck and sent me to the garbage. Wow, there are so many of my family members here that I can’t even count them.

No one can do anything to us, no one will take us back, because we are here. It can neither be sold for money nor used to feed livestock, because the livestock cannot digest it and may eventually die. We will also affect the development of agriculture. My brothers and sisters and I keep accumulating it in the soil, which will affect the absorption of crops. Nutrients and moisture will lead to reduced crop yields. If we want to landfill it, it will not only occupy a lot of land, but also the occupied land will not be restored for a long time, which will affect the sustainable use of the land. Buried, it won't degrade in 200 years. There's nothing anyone can do about it. Ha...

Ah, I can finally stay here comfortably for a hundred years, or even more. Self-report essay 14

I am a disposable plastic bag, so everyone must be familiar with it! I have smooth skin and a light body. You can always see it in wet markets, snack bars, and supermarkets. My figure. I am proud that I am beautiful and can facilitate people's lives.

But now, we are almost invisible on the street, and people are even more alienated when they go to the supermarket. I used a rough, big and stupid cloth bag and an old and ugly bamboo basket! What did I do wrong?

The wind blows and I feel comfortable. I danced on the ground, temporarily forgetting my worries. I flew, circled, and sometimes chased and played with the paper around me... When the wind stopped, I stopped dancing and stood there quietly, motionless.

Suddenly I saw a mother and daughter walking over. The mother was holding a heavy cloth bag in her hand, and the little girl was jumping up and down in a floral skirt. They were talking as they walked:

"Mom, Why don't we use disposable plastic bags now? "

This question is exactly what I want to know! I pricked up my ears.

"My child, that's because they are not biodegradable. If they are buried in the soil, it will take two hundred years to rot and harm the growth of crops. They can also emit toxic gases, contaminate food, and have a negative impact on people's health. Their harm to the environment cannot be underestimated. We cannot just do it for convenience! "

That's it! I was so ashamed that my face was as red as a ripe apple. At this time, the little girl found me.

"Ah, Mom, there is a once-in-a-lifetime apple. Sex plastic bags..."

I couldn't hear what was said after that. Because she had already thrown me into the trash can for "non-biodegradable" garbage on the street.

In the garbage In the bag, my mood gradually calmed down. Yes, this is an environmentally friendly world. For our earth to be healthier, it is time for us to "retire"... Self-reported essay on plastic bags 15

I am a plastic bag in the garbage pool. The strong wind blew, and the colorful "butterflies" spread their wings and flew away. From then on, I started a long journey.

I was flying lightly in the air, surrounded by mountains and towering trees. I was tired and took a rest in a forest. The plants here were so lush! The forest was as far as the eye could see, and poplar trees were rising from the ground. , with lush branches and slender stone roads leading to the depths of the woods, and colorful wild flowers on the roadside. How incongruous it would be for me to be in such a beautiful place! Suddenly a gust of wind took me away, and I spread my wings again.

I was so tired that suddenly everything went dark and I didn’t know anything.

I don’t know how much time passed, but I noticed a dazzling light in front of me. It turned out that I followed the sewer and came to a river. This sewer led to the river outside the city. Here, I saw some of my brothers again, and they told me that the river used to be crystal clear, with fish swimming happily and lotus flowers stretching out their branches. But the good times didn't last long. Since the sewer was opened here, and people were dumping garbage here again, gradually, the fish died and ran away; the lotus pole was no longer so straight, and lowered its head... The originally crystal clear river water became turbid and dark. I am not immune to bad luck. Although I am not prone to rot, my body is covered with water maggots. Passersby cover their noses and run away, as if we are the god of plague.

I don’t know when, I was pulled ashore by a fisherman with a fishing net. Later, I was picked up by a student with a red scarf floating on his chest and thrown into a covered trash can.

I think there is no place for me in the beautiful nature, this is my permanent home.