In the daily study, work, life, we always inevitably have to contact or use the composition, right, through the composition can be those scattered thoughts, gathered in one piece. Write a composition to be clueless? The following is my carefully organized about the gift essay, for your reference, I hope to help the need of friends.
About gifts essay 1I received a lot of gifts, however, the most memorable gift is my tenth birthday mom and dad gave me a birthday gift: a video camera. The brand of the camera is SONY, the rectangular body has a purple skin. It had 3G of memory and could take 900 pictures. Let's review the scene below!
I remember a few days before my tenth birthday, my mom and dad mysteriously hid a small box, until my birthday day mom and dad said happily: "Today is your tenth birthday, mom and dad wish you a happy birthday, and at the same time to give you a birthday gift, you go to the room to find it yourself!" . I listened to the joy of bad, fast to the room, left look at the right look, turn around are not seen. In my somewhat lost confidence, my mother reminded me to go to the closet to see, finally in my closet to see a delicate little box, I can not wait to open it, when my father came over to take the box over, let me guess what is? The first thing that came to my mind was a gun, my dad laughed and shook his head, I went on to say a small toy car. "What do you want most, you usually clamor for us to buy it! Be bold enough to guess." Dad said looking at me kindly. "It can't be a video camera, can it?" I muttered a little disbelievingly. "Open it and see." Dad gave me the box. I couldn't wait to open the box, and really, a small and exquisite video camera was presented in front of me. I cheerfully thanked my mom and dad, shouting out of my mouth as I eagerly took out the instructions and began to fiddle with it. Fumbling to turn on the machine, and then find a good lens, adjust the date, a burst of wild shooting.
Now that I have this camera, I'm ashamed to say that I've mastered some of its features. I want to give full play to its role, when I play outside, in some meaningful days, I will use this camera to leave unforgettable memories; in my learning to draw, I will also be my work through it into the computer, save it.
This is an unforgettable birthday gift, it will always accompany me to grow up, I want to cherish it.
About Gift Essay 2The white clouds floating in the blue sky, drawing a touching picture, that is the white clouds to feed its blue sky mother's gratitude; leaves floating down on the earth, dissolved into a drop of special nutrients, that is the leaves to raise it the return of the mother of the trees ...... and I so far have not given my mother a trace of Gratitude and return.
In a land gone yesterday, I inadvertently found my mother's busy figure day and night - that is a how thin, how emaciated back ah! At that time, I secretly made a decision in my heart - to give my mother a surprise "gift" to her.
Just after I said goodbye to my mother, strolling in the forest path, I did not care to think of other things, in addition to thinking about the special gift or special gift. It was at this moment that the forest path, which was finished in a short time, suddenly made me feel like I had walked around the globe.
Back home, I have thought about what to give a special gift, but for the time being confidential, just a little worried, alas ...... "Dinner is served! Dear little baby!" In mom's voice, I suspended my "thought work".
In the mom and dad are enjoying eating dinner, I suddenly shouted: "Mom, I ...... I ...... love you, thank you for these thirteen years for me to pay for everything! ...... "After I finished, my face was redder than a ripe persimmon. On the side of the meal of the father also sour to our mother and daughter said: "Hey hey hey, also say to me, which also has a part of my credit ah! "
This moment, you should know what special gift!
Now you should know what the special gift is, and tell you, after I said those words, my old mom really had some of it!
About Gifts Essay 3My relatives, friends, have given me many gifts, but my favorite, is the bobblehead doll given to me by my brother. Her name was given by me, Ning Sakura Cherry.
The doll is a money saver, her neck is a spring, and her head will shake.
Sakura Sakura is a little girl with long brown hair that can be changed into many kinds of hairstyles. A pair of big black eyes on a pair of white glasses frame, cherry mouth opened into a small "0", very cute. The doll is wearing a tiny pink dress with white dots on it, which emphasizes her cuteness. She is wearing a pair of snow-white boots, boots around a simple love heart, the doll is sitting, looking at the eyes, it is simply a dorky cute little loli.
Once, my little niece Gogo came to my house, she saw the doll at a glance and wanted to play with it, she was only one year old at the time and slurred, "Auntie, play ...... play with the doll!" I'm afraid of Gogo doll fell to the ground, so I do not want to let Gogo play dolls, but Gogo insisted on playing, I had to reluctantly hand the doll to Gogo. I did not expect this "little king of destruction" play enough, the toy is still intact! So, I was relieved to let Gogo play with my bobblehead doll.
Now the world, technology is so developed, simulation of the car's remote control racing, will cry and will run and will talk to Barbie, button control of the cup toys, but my favorite is the doll, although she is not as agile as racing, not as Barbie so well behaved, not as interesting as the water cup toys, there are more good toys, more functional toys, but I still like my bobblehead! Although it's not well-made and only bobbles its head in a silly way, no matter how it's not as good as other toys, I still think it's a good toy.
Although this bobblehead does not look as if it is very good, but it looks very silly, no matter what, I like it, it will always be my favorite bobblehead.
About Gifts Essay 4I have received a lot of gifts: some are expensive, some are beautiful, and some are full of my parents' love for me ...... Among them, my favorite, is a fountain pen given to me by my teacher.
The fountain pen craft is very fine, the nib engraved with a lifelike dragon, it seems to want to fly up to the sky in general. The body of the pen is engraved with silver characters, and there is a fine pattern on the cap. There is also a layer of rubber on the place where the pen is held, which makes it very comfortable to hold, and the writing is strong and smooth. It is placed in a finely crafted box and is simply as good as it gets.
Looking at the pen, my mind recalled an image. "Today we're going to tally up the points, and the one with the most points can win a mystery prize!" Mr. Tang said. We rushed to count up, counting very carefully, for fear of falling behind by one point and losing out on the grand prize. After counting, no one dared to be the first to report their points for fear of being surpassed by others. The atmosphere was very tense and the classroom was so quiet that it was scary. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, no one said anything. The teacher seemed to be a bit impatient and said, "Who will be the first to come up and announce it?" The classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground. Finally, I broke the silence and was the first to report my points: 234 points. I secretly thought: these points are my daily review, answer the questions, a point by point accumulated over time, I do not want to be separated from the prize. Everyone reported their points one after another: 230, 224 ...... were not as high as mine. Only Wu Beier left, I silently said: do not lose touch with the grand prize ah! She said helplessly, "I lost, only 233 points." I shouted, "I won! I won!"
I received the grand prize, this pen, and seemed to feel Ms. Tang's expectations of me. I must keep up the good work, improve my grades, gasoline progress, do not let the teacher's expectations fall through.
Essay on Gifts 5What is a gift? It can be a beautiful notebook, a delicate craft, a practical cup ...... and my gift to others is - homemade greeting cards.
Who am I going to give it to? It is her - Li Ruyun. She is not only excellent in studies. There is also a heart of gold like kindness, so I want to give her the card.
After school, the teacher finished assigning homework and let the students go home, and I am not the same as usual. Hurriedly packed up things, the wind ran back home ......
Unconsciously, to the home, I said to myself, "What to do with the gift?" Alas! This can damage my brain cells again! I a moment to the east to see, a moment to the west to see, but the 'scheme baby' froze, just in that moment, I saw a rabbit portrait, but also strange cute it! I couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah, God has shown me! I finally know what to make, it's a 'Bunny Greeting Card'!" I'm going to do it right now.
Just see me take a piece of colored paper, draw lace, then embellish a few small patterns, and then draw a few flowers ...... In a short while, this lifelike masterpiece was born in my hands. I was so excited that I was about to touch that white cloud. Looking forward to tomorrow.
Waiting and hoping, the next day finally came. I couldn't care less about getting my book bag, quickly ran to Li Ruyun seat, mysteriously said to her, "Guess what I'm holding in my hand?" "Well ......, I don't know." Li Ruyun thought left and right up, "The moment to witness the miracle has arrived! Please welcome the 'Rabbit Greeting Card' to shine!" I slowly handed it to Li Ruyun, she held it in her hand like a treasure and carefully opened it, "Wow, it's beautiful!" Hearing this praise, my heart was sweeter than honey.
Gifts, it does not have to be gorgeous. I will cherish the friendship between me and Li Ruyun!
About Gift Essay 6On that wall in front of my desk, there is a piece of paper pasted on it, although it is worn out, but I feel that it is still precious, because it is not only an ordinary piece of paper, which contains a teacher's expectations of me.
I remember that at that time, I was in the four first class was broken up, the students are very sad, and the crystal teardrops at the same time also blurred my eyes. At this time, that my former mentor: Mr. Wang came to pat my shoulder, signaling that I want to come out.
So I followed Mr. Wang out of the classroom. Mr. Wang said to me, "Children, we are going to separate, but you are my favorite students, the heart is very reluctant to part with ah. Here, this is for you." Said the teacher put a book into my hands, said: "This book you take, as a token of our teacher-student friendship, go home, you look at the first page of the book, that is my expectations of you."
Back home, I carefully took out this book, turn the first page, Mr. Wang's familiar font appeared in front of my eyes again, which reads: Keep in mind that when you continue to surpass yourself, there is no time to be proud of ...... These powerful words let the tears once again blurred my eyes, so I gently I tore off this piece of paper and pasted it on the wall.
And now, I gently touch this piece of paper with my hand, Mr. Wang's words of wisdom rolled over in my mind, and seemed to appear in front of me.
I remember once, the language paper sent down, I found myself only got eighty-two points, at this time my mood want to fill the lead as heavy. Back home, I lay on the table flabbergasted, and then saw the paper filled with Mr. Wang's expectations of me, felt that I failed Mr. Wang's hopes for me, at this time, a force seems to have injected into my body, through the efforts of another exam, finally, obtained ninety-seven points of excellent results, at this moment, I seem to feel that Mr. Wang congratulated me for me, and proud of me.
Although, this piece of paper with the words on it is very ordinary, but full of teachers' expectations of me, after all, this is a witness of the teacher-student friendship between me and Mr. Wang. It is like a charger, for me to add confidence and strength; it is like a propeller, let me in the road of life "fly" higher.
My Birthday Gift
This morning, after breakfast, my mom came to me and said with a smile, "Zhiyi, today is your birthday, what do you want to gift?" "I don't ask for much, as long as it's sincere." I said mildly.
Suddenly, mom mysteriously went to the shoe cabinet as if she was taking something. Then, mom put her hand behind her back and said, "You just guess, what is it?" "It's a flower dress." I said. Mom shook her head and said, "It's not." I narrowed my eyes and rubbed my head and said, "It's a shoe." Mom stuck her hand out from behind her back and said, "Guess right!" I saw two pairs of beautiful new shoes in my mom's hand, one pair was pink with a few little petals and a bow on it, it looked great. The other pair was black, with many crystals embedded in them, also very nice. I jumped up and ran to my mom and said, "Thank you." Mom said, "You're welcome."
At this time, Grandma came from the room, holding a red rectangular box in both hands. Walked to me and said, "Zhi Yi, today is your birthday, this is for you." I took the box and took a closer look, there were two golden dragons engraved on it. One look at the surface and I knew it was definitely not a simple gift. I opened it and it turned out to be a reddish fountain pen. There are a few words in gold on it, "Serve the people".
At this time, my father came out of the room, I saw my father carrying a large bag of snacks. "I saw a big bag of snacks in my dad's hand. Dad said, "Happy birthday to you!" I smiled and said, "Thank you dad." "You're welcome."
A little while later, Grandma sang Happy Birthday, and my mom and dad and I sang along. "Happy Birthday to you 。。。。。。." Singing, I took my grandmother's hand, ran to my father to busy with the happy, "I'm so happy ah!"
Essay about gifts 8Special gifts that come to mind are birthday gifts. Whenever someone mentions a birthday, I think of that special gift.
X month XX day of the lunar calendar is my birthday. Every birthday is the school is in class. Classmates also do not want to know your birthday, it is really sad to say, my parents also forget my birthday because of the long-term running around and labor, but I do not seem to have remembered my parents' birthday it! Again, I think back to myself: other people don't care about themselves and they don't care about themselves, ugh! The sad people!
Remember, when I was in elementary school, we were all honest with each other, there are secrets *** with sharing, there are eating together, real not happy. Physical education class, a few of our friends were sitting together in the then kiosk whispering. We all told our birthdays, *** together to share. So, which one of the few of us had a birthday, we gave that friend a special gift.
In junior high school, good friends either scattered, or split classes, have forgotten. The only people left in the class were those who were not familiar with the same class or those who did not know each other. We started the buddy selection contest again, if the pairing is successful, then we can become good friends. And so the time passed.
On the Xth day of the Xth lunar month, school was over. I clearly remembered that today is my birthday, when I was ready to write off the time. A figure into my eyes, that is, my good friend XX in elementary school. this is, he will be holding something in his hand to give me and said: "go home and then see it! Oh!" This is the first gift I received this year. I was full of joy when I got home and opened the gift, there was a wishing bottle and some small candles, and a flash light that lit up when shaken, I smiled at them. "Huh!"
I remember that blackout I fumbled for some candles in the nightstand, lit the candles, looked at the weak candlelight, I remembered that incident, the heart is difficult to calm. The faint candlelight trembled, trembling in the depths of my heart. It is a special gift to know that the caller has always been with me.
In fact, the candle is worth singing praises, because it burns itself, because it lights up a space. People are also substantial to sing the praises of, because people break the despair.
It is one of the most special gifts I have received so far.
Essay on Gifts 9In the ocean of my memories, there are many, many shining waves that make my life more colorful. In the depths of my memory, there is also a most precious gift that I can never forget.
It was when I was seven years old. Once, I followed my mom to go shopping, and suddenly, I saw a very cute bunny doll, I fell in love with it, and I wanted to buy it. I told my mom, and she told me to look at its price. When I looked at it, I was shocked to see that it was one hundred and twenty dollars! But I didn't know it was expensive at that time, I insisted my mom to buy it for me. Mom did not agree, I cried and fussed, finally, my mother ignored me, she walked out of the mall, I stopped my tears, frustrated, followed her home.
In the days that followed, I was still thinking about the doll, which made me mope around for days.
Soon, my birthday came, I received a lot of birthday gifts, there are beautiful clothes, there are exquisite gift boxes, there are delicious chocolates and cookies ...... all kinds of, I like it very much. Suddenly, a lovely rag doll was in front of my eyes--wasn't it the rabbit doll I saw in the store that day? How did he get here? When I saw my mom standing in front of me and said, "Look! I bought it back for you!" Everything I understood, my mom saw that I liked that doll so much that she went to that store again and bought it back for me. In that moment, my heart was seized for a moment, a hot tear rolled down my cheek, that tear, into my then too many moods, is touched, is happy, is guilty.
That precious gift, now still on my cabinet, it not only stayed with me, but also in my heart.
Essay about gifts 10My most precious gift is not expensive, but it can influence my life.
This gift of mine, which probably everyone has, is a fountain pen. It was a night full of joy ----- my birthday, I invited a friend of mine to my house as a guest, when he came to my house, holding a fountain pen in his hand, he put the fountain pen into my hands, said "Happy Birthday!" At that moment I was very excited, put the pen in a beautiful box, until now I have not used.
At dinner, we talked and laughed at the table, as if swimming freely in the sea of joy. After sending my friend away at night, I opened the box and looked at the pen, and suddenly an idea jumped out: maybe, he can't be with me all the time, maybe, one day we have to be separated, can't play together, and our friendship has to come to an end. Thinking of this, I slapped my head: nonsense, how can we be separated na.
But one day, my worries became reality. He was moving out of town, I took the pen and rushed to his house. The first thing I saw was a moving company car, I was stunned, rushed to his front, he saw is very happy "I thought I could not see you." But his smile immediately disappeared. "I have to go, maybe we'll see each other again sometime in the future." I sent him away, I feel also sent away our friendship, but I thought, how can our friendship end na, even if we can not see each other later, this pen is the bridge of our friendship ah.
Now, when I see this pen again, I will think of the scene, the sadness will continue to come to mind, I think: this should be the best gift I received, because this friendship will be saved forever. Thinking about it now, we were so naive at that time, and that friend of mine has long lost contact with me, but I believe that our friendship is deep enough that we will never forget that love. Besides, as long as my most precious gift is still there, this pen is still there, and our friendship will never be interrupted.
I will keep my most precious gift forever, and I am sure I can do it, because there is a friendship in it.
About Gifts Essay 11Gifts are used to convey feelings and care between people. When it comes to gifts, some people think that it must be a big gift bag, but I think that a blow, a string of setbacks, a success, a sentence ...... can be a gift. I have received this kind of gift - a sentence:
At that time, I was only in the first grade. One day, I walked into the classroom with a happy mood. Just stepped into the classroom, the class teacher, Mr. Li, came over and said, "Gao Yuhang, your position as class president has been withdrawn." "Huh?!" (Because I often forget to yell "stand up", yell "stand up" early, yell "stand up" late.) Although I have long been psychologically prepared, but inevitably still a little surprised. After a while, I came to my senses and said to Mr. Li, "Teacher, you give me another chance." Silence, silence. Finally, the teacher's face eased a bit, and I seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and continued to pursue, "Can I?" "Well, I hope you can succeed."
The first class soon arrived, and the result, needless to say, my class president position was removed, and handed over to Yang Can.
Back home, I told my mom about this "unfortunate" news, and she didn't blame me, but instead said to me, "You go to Mr. Li again, I believe you will succeed. But I was like a ball of gas, in bed for a night of hard thinking.
The next day, I met Ms. Li, want to express their own ideas to her, but looked at the teacher's face plate iron green, just to the mouth of the words, and swallowed back. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. When the school is about to end, I finally expressed their ideas to the teacher, the teacher gave me another chance.
This time, I did not fail to live up to the expectations of the public, shouted very successful, so for four consecutive years when the class president. In fact, the factor that made me successful was the words of my mom.
That sentence made me realize that with a goal and through unremitting efforts, I will definitely succeed. This is the best gift I have ever received.
China is a state of etiquette, wedding and funeral celebrations, festivals, and human contacts, there is no shortage of "gifts".
Gifts, containing affection, friendship ---, gifts, refraction of human nature, cultivation ---, in the exchange of gifts, the interpretation of a lot of memorable stories.
"Snap" the tears in my eyes finally could not help but drip down on a purple packing box, tears gradually expanding on it.
"Me and like, thanks." My voice was muffled from the tears. Through the layer of watery mist on my eyes, I could still clearly see his bright smile.
She wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, pretending to be angry and said, "If you cry again, people will misunderstand that I am bullying you!"
"Uh-huh, don't cry," I said, pulling out a smile for her, but the tears kept coming.
Today was my breaking day and she gave me a bracelet. Actually a bracelet is nothing, but that bracelet was something expensive that we kids couldn't afford. The bracelet was something I saw in a jewelry store, and it was very pretty, especially with a few purple and blue beads on it. The bracelet also happened to have a word of my name on it. It made me feel even better about it. Because of the price tag. I was still reluctant to leave that store.
In recent days, the shadow of the old can not see her, no she and I together in the mess, but also really not accustomed to. I'm not used to it.
Finally, in the morning, she suddenly pulled me out, a cheeky smile from the back out of that purple box, I knew, what is she doing these days ------
We have been silent, my cheeks full of tears, I do not know how to say thank you? She just kept smiling and looking at me.
I took the box and hugged her tightly ------
About Gifts Essay 13How peaceful the campus was at noon, only occasionally hearing cicadas chirping.
Xinxin came to school early, only to see her holding a bouquet of flowers, yellow and blue, which Xinxin picked with her own hands on the hillside.
Xinxin came to the class teacher, Mr. Li's office window. She pushed open the window and saw Mr. Li's desk was well organized with a pencil, ink, globe, a stack of workbooks and language books. In the middle of the books there was also a pen and a desk calendar, XinXin saw the date on the calendar: September 10, which means that today is Teacher's Day.
She saw a pair of glasses on top of the language book, and remembered that Ms. Li worked day and night for the cause of education. She not only prepared the lesson, but also a thick stack of workbooks corrected. Ms. Li worked hard to teach us the language and study other knowledge at the same time. That's why she wore presbyopia glasses because her eyes were not working well. Thinking about this, Xinxin couldn't help but say, "Mr. Li is so nice!" Xinxin also saw a few photos pressed under the glass plate, which were all pictures of the teacher and a large group of students. She thought to herself: "Teacher has sent away one batch of students after another, and ushered in one batch of new students after another. But it is said that "peaches and plums all over the world", the teacher like a mother cared for us, like a hard-working gardener as love and care for us. Today, I must give the teacher a surprise!
So, she first carefully pulled out a few blooming yellow flowers, tied up with a red ribbon. Xinxin thought again: we are not just like these flowers as brilliant, beautiful? This all depends on the teacher's cultivation and care and love ah! She a *** put eleven flowers in the teacher's pencil, because the teacher has been teaching for eleven years.
At this time, Ms. Li came over, a glance saw the bunch of brilliant, beautiful yellow flowers. She kindly asked, "Xinxin, why are you so early? What are you doing here?" XinXin smiled mysteriously and said loudly, "Happy Teacher's Day to you!" The teacher walked towards her desk and smiled knowingly at Xinxin.
Xinxin put some more flowers into Mr. Ma's and Mr. He's pencil holders to show her a little bit of heart.
About Gifts Essay 14Love is romantic, friendship is pure, and affection is precious.
When we receive a solid gift, we are of course very happy, but friends, there is a more valuable gift around us all the time, do you realize it? Some may say this is not a gift. It's something we can all get. Yes, it's true that it's available to everyone. But it is also different for different people. That is why it is the best gift of all.
For children, love is the best gift. For teenagers, the understanding of their loved ones is the best gift. For middle-aged and old people, the filial piety of their children is the best gift to them. This also summarizes the kinship, is the best gift of life to people.
The beauty of affection lies in the fact that it cannot be measured in money. I remember in the midterm, busy studying all day, so my mother in order to give me make up nutrition, every day's lunch is personally sent to the school for me to eat, and every day is different, although this is not a mountain of food, but in my eat up, more delicious than the mountain of food. The most touching thing for me is that my father and mother, in order not to affect my study, even the most enthusiastic mahjong at night, do not play, do not watch TV. They stay with me until I finish my homework and books. I turn out the lights they also turn out the lights. In their hearts, maybe they think it is what they should do. However, in my heart, their pay is to give me the best gift, but also in my life to receive the best gift.
Maybe some people will say that these are a lot of parents will do, nothing special, but I have to say, we have to have a sense of fulfillment, we are for their own study, parents for us to pay so much, we should be satisfied, we should appreciate that this is the best gift of life endowed to us. So, no matter how good a gift you receive, it is not as valuable as the gift of affection.
They let me feel the warmth of the sun, they let me smell the fragrance of flowers, they let me see the grass green. They - the people who gave me life - my parents.
About Gifts Essay 15I have received a very large number of gifts since I understood. Whether it is Christmas gifts or birthday gifts, year after year, there is a mountain of them and a lot of them. When I receive a gift, my mood is always excited. But if I were to say the most special gift, it would be my "musical talent".
I began to contact the piano, on the music and rhythm of a very great interest, often improvised songs, my father saw that I like to play the piano, he arranged for me to go to the piano lessons, in the teacher's patience under the guidance of the piano, my piano skills by leaps and bounds, only a few months of time, played to the general public to the extent of the practice of half a year. Now, when I hear a familiar tune, I can hum along with it. Even if it's an unfamiliar piece, I can remember it clearly, and I can't sing a single note incorrectly, so my teacher used to praise me as Mozart's second best!
My talent for music has helped me to learn more difficult pieces more quickly, and it has also helped me to become inseparable from music. Among musical instruments, I like the piano the most, because it has a beautiful sound and can produce a lot of sounds at once. It's like my most intimate friend, it can play out my ideas, and let me do what I want to create.
I feel very happy to have a talent for music. Although I've moved from many simple tunes to Bach tunes with melodies in both hands, I still have to work hard. Edison once said, "Genius is 99 cents worth of hard work, plus one cent of talent. Now I hope to be more skillful than my classmates at the piano, and in the future I want to be the world's top-ranked piano player, touring the world and winning warm applause.