In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone often sees composition. Composition is the transition from internal language to external language, that is, from compressed and concise language that one can understand to unfolding and

The transformation of external language forms with standardized grammatical structures that can be understood by others.

So have you ever understood composition?

The following is my mother's composition for the first grade of junior high school that I compiled for everyone for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need.

My mother is a tall girl with chestnut-brown hair and a pair of big black eyes embedded in her thin face, as if she can see through everything about me.

Tiger mother is happy and angry every day, and her mood changes a lot.

When I got home from school, my mother asked me kindly: "How was your performance at school?" I listened, concealed the teacher's criticism of me, pretended that nothing had happened, and said to my mother: "Not bad.

"Really?" "Really!" Mom's face darkened after hearing this, and her expression turned from sunny to gloomy!

"Do you think I don't know your performance in class? I just talked to the teacher." After listening to my mother's words, I had nothing to say, so I had to admit the fact and tell my mother everything about these days.

After hearing this, my mother said sincerely: "My child, it doesn't matter if you are wrong, but you can't lie anymore! The basic principle of life is integrity!" Don't look at how serious your mother is usually. She is a big child with a childlike innocence.

.

Every Chinese New Year, she and I would always buy and smash cannons and go to the roof to play.

When she heard the crackling of firecrackers, she would jump up and shout loudly.

She often played shuttlecock and rubber band jumping with me and had a lot of fun.

Cartoons are also her favorite.

Every time, she always watches cartoons with me with gusto. I love my tiger mother!

She is my good partner in life and my best friend during the semester!

My Mother Grade 1 Composition 2 I have a good mother.

My mother’s eyes are big and bright. I always feel that there are mysterious colorful crystals hidden in my mother’s eyes, as if they are talking stars.

Mom has a small cherry mouth, which looks particularly beautiful when she smiles.

Her hair is black and shiny, short and energetic.

Every morning, my mother gets up very early.

Before I brushed my teeth and washed my face, my mother had already prepared a hearty breakfast.

After I finished breakfast, my mother asked me to read for a while and was busy taking care of my brother.

After my brother finished breakfast, my mother hurriedly sent my brother and I to school, and then hurriedly went to work.

In this way, my mother is very busy and very hard every day.

My mother is very strict with my study requirements. If my test score does not reach more than 90 points, my mother will give me a meal of "fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots".

My mother once said that as long as I ranked first in the class, she would laugh out her teeth and gain face.

I thought in confusion: If my mother loses a tooth from laughing, it will not grow back, what should I do?

My mother seemed to understand, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if I lose my teeth, just work hard!" Of course, my mother also loves beauty. Every time she visits relatives, she has to dress up for half an hour!

I saw my mother who was well dressed. At this moment, she was really radiant, young and charming!

I love this mother who is both strict and beautiful!

My Mother Grade 1 Composition 3 I have two of the dearest people in the world.

One is the father and the other is the mother.

When I was young, I always played with them, but there were also some minor frictions.

When he is angry, he always shuts himself up in a closed hut, but he will be fine after two days.

As I grew up, I gradually found that I communicated less and less with them, and our relationship became increasingly distant.

I don't know what's going on, but every time I work up the courage to have a proper chat with them, I'm always at a loss for words.

Is it because they are my parents? I heard from my father that my mother was very sad when I had nothing to say to them at home but spoke freely and freely in front of my classmates.

She also wants to be my friend, a friend who will stay with me for life.

Now, I understand, I understand how stupid I was back then. The people around me who love me the most are them, and I still quarrel with them all day long and make them angry.

From now on, I will accept their love and love them well! Although one day they will eventually grow old, I will tell them that I love my parents!! My mother's first grade essay 4 I love mine

Mom, since one incident, I love my mother even more.

It was after the final exam. As soon as I got home, I played on the computer, watched TV, and went shopping.

Finally it was time to get the report card. My mother and I came to the classroom. I got the report card. I looked at math first, 98 points, um, not bad. Then I looked at Chinese, 88.5, not bad. My heart is like a

The happy bird is flying freely in the sky. When I saw English, the bird in my heart was shot down. 62 points, is this the score I want? Think about my performance in class: Old

When I talked to my deskmate, he ignored me, so I patted the shoulder of the classmate in front of me and played a "kicking battle" with the classmate on the left... ugh.

.

.

.