1. Favorite thing - Teddy bear composition I have a cute teddy bear, which has brown fluff and feels soft to the touch.
Moreover, it has a pair of big eyes, a small nose and a cherry mouth, which looks very attractive.
It is also wearing a beige floral princess dress with a bow on its head. It looks chubby and extremely cute.
Now let me introduce the origin of this doll.
I remember one time, my father and mother and I went to the supermarket. As soon as I entered the door, I saw this teddy bear doll. Immediately, I was attracted by its cuteness.
Seeing its big black grape-like eyes and pitiful little appearance, I held it in my hands and couldn't bear to put it down.
After a strong plea to ***, my mother was finally willing to buy it for me. To this day, I still sleep with it in my arms!
Although the teddy bear is old and not as beautiful as before.
Although there are many more beautiful dolls now, my favorite is still my teddy bear.
It has been with me through joy and sadness, participated in my joys and sorrows, and has grown up with me.
I love it as much as I love myself.
That's the first thing to truly establish a strong friendship with a teddy bear.
It was one morning, my mother went out to buy groceries, and the teddy bear and I were the only ones left at home.
Seeing the weather change, dark clouds rolled in, and after a while, a bolt of lightning struck down, and thunder followed. I had never been alone at home on a rainy day before, and I felt scared. Fortunately, I still have it, the teddy bear, by my side.
, I hugged it tightly and felt its soft fluff touching my skin. At that moment, it was the warmth I had never felt before.
This is my lovely teddy bear and my good friend. Do you like it?
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2. My loving things (composition) Everyone should have something they love, such as: stickers given by friends, pens given by teachers, birthday gifts given by parents... Of course, I have them too, that is my dad.
A birthday present for me.
On my birthday, when I woke up in the morning, there was a delicate box on my bedside table that said "Happy Birthday to You".
I opened the box carefully.
Wow!
Inside was a toy bear.
I once told my father that I wanted a toy bear, but I thought that as time went by, my father had forgotten about it.
But I didn't expect that my father would still remember it.
And it was given to me as a birthday present. Do you really want to know what that little bear looks like?
I'll tell you now.
The little bear's fur is snow-white, and it holds a small heart in its hand.
Her cheeks were as red as two red apples.
Her eyes are brown, staring at you eagerly.
It seems to say: "Don't touch my little love, otherwise I will be rude to you." Its body is furry, and I feel very comfortable every time I touch it.
I love my little bear, and I love my daddy too.
If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't have met it, nor would I like it.
3. My loving things (composition) Everyone should have something they love, such as: stickers given by friends, pens given by teachers, birthday gifts given by parents... Of course, I have them too, that is my dad.
A birthday present for me.
On my birthday, when I woke up in the morning, there was a delicate box on my bedside table that said "Happy Birthday to You".
I opened the box carefully.
Wow!
Inside was a toy bear.
I once told my father that I wanted a toy bear, but I thought that over time, my father had forgotten about it.
But I didn't expect that my father would still remember it.
And it was given to me as a birthday present. Do you really want to know what that little bear looks like?
I'll tell you now.
The little bear's fur is snow-white, and it holds a small heart in its hand.
Her cheeks were as red as two red apples.
Her eyes are brown, staring at you eagerly.
It seems to say: "Don't touch my little love, otherwise I will be rude to you." Its body is furry, and I feel very comfortable every time I touch it.
I love my little bear and I love my daddy.
If it weren't for my father, I wouldn't have met it, nor would I like it.
4. A 500-word essay on my beloved thing My beloved thing When I was young, the puppy Shasha was my beloved thing.
It brought me joy and laughter in my childhood.
It is a butterfly dog. Its fur is yellow and white. Its big ears usually stand upright. As long as I touch them, they will droop down and swing back and forth.
It sniffs here and there with its little black nose all day long, which is very cute.
Every day when I get out of school, Shasha will wait for me at the door with my slippers in her mouth. When she sees me, she will wag her tail desperately and circle next to me.