"一" How to write a composition that begins with a story

It is a kind of fun. When I solve the difficulty, I am very proud. I fall in love with learning!

I like taking science classes, and learning science is also a happy thing! When I learned about the biological chain, I understood that the biological chain is not a necklace, but an interdependent chain composed of animals, plants and microorganisms; the biological clock is not an alarm clock, but an invisible biological clock in your own body; no matter how loud you talk in space, No one else can hear it; I also learned a lot... After learning these interesting knowledge, I can't wait to share it with my parents and test whether they know it. Hey, learning is such a fun thing!

I really want to tell dear Teacher Zhang and my parents loudly that learning knowledge is really a pleasure and learning is a very happy thing!

『二』How to write the beginning of a fairy tale composition I like

I like the fairy tale "The Little Match Girl" written by Andersen. On Christmas Eve, the sky It was snowing heavily, and a little girl with bare feet and thin clothes was selling her matches along the street. Because she has to support her sick father. Others are warm at home, eating delicious food, and preparing Christmas gifts. But she froze to death in the cold streets on Christmas Eve.

『三』How to write the beginning of a science fiction story composition

In the distant future, humans who have experienced several mass extinctions have become absolutely strong. . They have the ability to fight against nuclear bombs, asteroids, and even high-tech weapons from alien countries. However, they also brought disaster to the earth.

One day one year, a laser commando team on patrol stepped on a strange-looking stone. Suddenly, a huge hole appeared on the ground, and 34 people fell several thousand meters down to the coastal city of Los Angeles in the United States. Not far away, a photographer stepped out of an off-road vehicle. He was so surprised when he saw this scene that he took a series of photos of them with his camera and published them to the public. In a short time, the whole world was shocked, and news spread that aliens were about to invade the earth. The first to arrive on the battlefield were the nearby U.S. Marine Corps. Who will win? Definitely, Laser Commando: a nuclear grenade wipes out a good portion of the opposing team. At this moment, B-25 bombers flew from the sky - the United Nations air force came to take revenge!

At the command of Captain Laser, the laser soldiers picked up the anti-aircraft laser cannon and fired violently at the ground. When the laser bomb approached the ground, it suddenly bounced into the air and hit the pilot's cockpit with hundreds of shots. In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with white parachutes, as spectacular as an airborne exercise. However, in just five hours, the peacekeeping force lost a large number of troops. The President of the United Nations was furious and vowed to never give up until this force was eliminated. But at this time, there are only 30 million people left on earth...

In 6024, due to the deterioration of the earth's environment, the last person on earth also fell! Humanity is extinct!

Since then, during the 300 million years of dominance by animals and plants, the earth has taken on a new look and is full of vitality.

『四』 How to write the beginning of my favorite story

One of my favorite things is a writing brush. It was bought with my savings from my pocket money. Usually, I often put it in the pen holder on the table in my room. When it comes time to write calligraphy, I ask it to help me write.

There is a raised thing on the top of my brush, which is a small hole. A string is threaded over this small hole. The rope allows people to hang the brush. Whenever I finish writing, I clean the brush in clean water, then use the rope to hang the brush in a ventilated place, let the brush dry, and then put it back into the pen holder. Its body is thin and there are many vellus hairs underneath. It was made from the hair on the tail of Hu sheep. There are also a few words written on the body of the pen: "The writing is like a spirit." When I first bought it, the hair on the pen was flawlessly white, several times whiter than the newly painted white walls!

The good thing about this brush is that it has a heart that does not ask for anything in return! I have been writing with it for more than three years, and many of the bristles underneath it have become curled up, but it has never made any demands on me. I was asked to dip it into the ink every day, making the brush hairs on it black. Although I washed it with clean water in the end, I could never make it as white as before. Dujiang accepted it silently and never complained.

I have used this brush for more than three years, but it still serves me faithfully and helps me write every word well. Now, the words I write with this brush often get compliments from others. I think this is all due to the brush.

I have fallen in love with this brush, and it seems that it is inseparable from me. Once my mother said she wanted to buy me a new brush.

I firmly said to my mother: "This writing brush is very good. There is no need to buy a new one!"

"五" How to write the beginning of the composition "My Story"

"I "Story"

Everyone has a story, both adults and children. Of course I have one too, and my stories are many and interesting! Let me tell you something! Let’s just talk about that tooth extraction, it was particularly interesting. I have a very loose tooth, which makes eating very difficult. How can I make it fall out? I came up with an idea. I took a thin wire and tied it to the tooth and tried to pull it off. But every time I tried to use force, I felt extremely scared. Then I thought: Pulling out a tooth is nothing. Don’t be afraid. So I plucked up the courage, closed my eyes, and got into position, but I still couldn't do it... Forget it, let's watch TV for a while and relax. I sat on the sofa and watched "Tom and Jerry" comfortably. When I saw the mouse pick up the cat's tail and throw it into the sky, I jumped up with laughter. By coincidence, my teeth fell out. It turned out that I was still holding the thread in my hand, and the tooth was pulled out inadvertently. Is my tooth extraction experience unique? I am the happy little angel in the family and everyone’s pistachio. When my parents are angry, I tell them jokes. At first I laughed while talking, but neither of them laughed, so I kept talking until I made them laugh. I have many more stories, I will tell them to you next time!

In our busy days, we hardly have time to appreciate the gains and losses, merits and demerits of each day. However, if you calm down occasionally, you may find that what happened on a certain day has caused ripples on the calm water in your heart. That day in the sixth grade of elementary school... In the afternoon, our math homework books were handed out. My good friend Wu Shuting and I both got "excellent" in our homework. I should have been very happy, but I couldn't be happy today, because the sun was not as bright as before, and the sky was overcast, as if it indicated that something was about to happen. In the first Chinese class, my eyelids kept twitching. I remembered what my grandma said: The left eye jumps for wealth, and the right eye jumps for disaster. I have never believed in superstition. But my intuition told me that something unpleasant was about to happen to me. The second period was a math class. As soon as the teacher entered the classroom, he started talking about yesterday's homework: "Yesterday's homework was very poorly done. Many students didn't do it, and many students copied it. But there were still some students who did it. It's very good, like Wu Shuting..." I was waiting for my name to appear, and the teacher continued: "Classmate Xu Yunting did it and rubbed it many times. (We used pencils to do it) maybe she copied it, but Shu Ting didn't rub it. "But it means I did it myself." Suddenly, more than fifty pairs of eyes in the class looked at me with different expressions, some with contempt, some with doubts... In an instant, I felt ashamed and ashamed. There was an indescribable feeling, and the scenes that happened yesterday came to mind... The teacher assigned a difficult math problem. No one knew how to do it at first, so everyone started discussing it. get out of class was over and the discussion still had no results, so the teacher asked us to go home and do it. When I got home, the first thing I thought about was this question. I racked my brains, thinking about it while doing it, and erasing it when I made a mistake. Hard work paid off, and I finally solved this problem. I quickly called my good friend Wu Shuting, who must also be thinking about it, and told her the answer to this question. But now, I have become a copycat. I was just about to explain it to the teacher, but he was already giving a lecture. I was really confused! After class, I went to the teacher's office to prove my innocence, but I couldn't find the teacher. Even if I made it clear, it was impossible for the teacher to come to the class and say it again, so I made the decision to give in. Because, take a step back and the sky is brighter. After I got home, I ran to the window and stood there, watching the changes in the horizon. The sunset in the sky is constantly changing and rolling. The fiery red sunset reflected everything around them in red. All this is so majestic and spectacular! Just when I was in high spirits and about to forget today's unpleasantness, the sunset gradually faded. While I felt sorry for this, I understood: today's sunset has temporarily faded, and tomorrow, it will appear in the western sky again. Therefore, it should be eternal. This story is like an episode in my life. It made me realize that human life is just like a cloud of clouds, disappearing today and appearing again tomorrow. It can be seen that human life is not a flat, wide and straight road. It is paved with ups and downs, bitterness and bitterness.

My Story

I am a drawer, a drawer of an ordinary desk. My master's name is You'er - an introverted girl, but she is an outstanding good girl and good student.

Recently, You'er often feels in a daze because of receiving some phone calls. When You'er's mother saw her like this, she often sighed and left.

One day, the master went to school. The mother of the owner (You'er) came in to place the washed clothes. Suddenly I discovered that my daughter's drawer was half open. Her eyes lit up, and she seemed to realize that she could find out the reason for her daughter's uneasiness from me. She walked towards me, pulled away from me, and took her hand away before I could open it. She was thinking, is this okay? After all, this is my daughter. What could I doubt about her? But the daughter's introverted personality caused communication problems between mother and daughter, and also created a gap.

There is no way to understand her daughter's heart, let alone what her daughter is thinking. Maybe this is an opportunity to understand her daughter, although this method is not very fair.

Although she hesitated, she pulled away from me. I suddenly felt that this kind mother's hands were so old and strong.

Of course, she didn't find anything in me. I only have a few exercise books, some school supplies and a diary in my "belly". She stretched out her hand towards the diary. The moment her fingers came into contact with the cover, her hand shrank as if it was being burned, but she still gritted her teeth and opened the diary. There was very little content, mostly about school matters. She hurriedly flipped through a few pages, then hurriedly put the diary away and escaped from her daughter's room.

In the evening, the master came back from school. Not long after entering the house, she walked out and looked at her mother. My mother silently did her housework without raising her head, perhaps to avoid the two hot currents. Then, the little master ran in. She cried hard and didn't eat. She silently wrote in her diary: "Mom, she doubted me, why? She peeked at my things, she didn't respect me..."

The next morning, the always well-behaved master, Before going out, I didn't say goodbye to my mother. Instead, I closed the door heavily and left.

My mother looked through the open door and found a lock hanging coldly on my body. It’s like this lock is a door. Inside the door is my daughter, and outside the door is myself...

This is the thing that is most closely related to me in the family. I want to say to this mother and daughter:

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"Long live understanding!"

"Long live trust!"

My story

There are many beautiful stories treasured in everyone's heart , some of these stories are interesting and some are touching. Now let me tell you a story of mine, a story that makes me blush when I think about it.

It was probably when I was in the first grade." Ding Lingling----"Class is over. This cheerful *** activated everyone's brain cells that were about to fall asleep, and the students ran out of the classroom screaming happily. I stood up from my seat in a daze, well, it seemed like it was time School is over. Thinking like this, I picked up my schoolbag and walked out of the classroom in a daze. Everyone was running around and playing, and no one noticed me as a "deserter."

I walked on the road in a strange way. On the way home, I was thinking, I am walking very fast today, look, no one else can even see a shadow of me! I was even a little proud of myself, so I quickened my pace again. The summer afternoon was extremely quiet. , only the cicadas were chirping unscrupulously on the branches.

As I walked, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I slowly turned my head 180 degrees, and it turned out to be a classmate in the class. . She ran over panting: "I found you! Let's go, we have to go to class! Have you forgotten?" What?! I recited the class schedule silently in my mind----Oh, what a bad luck, how could I forget? There is still a math class left! It’s over, I’m going to get k-k for sure! I came to the classroom anxiously - "Report!" Suddenly, the eyes of the whole class shot towards me. That look There were reproaches, ridicules, and contemptuous smiles. My face was so hot that I really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. I kept my head down, not daring to meet the teacher’s stern gaze.

After a long "interrogation", I mechanically returned to my seat, listening to the whispers of my classmates, my mind was in a mess...

This incident It has been a long time, but it is still vivid in my mind. It has become a little secret of mine----shh, you must keep it a secret from me!.

"Lu 』 How to write the beginning of a essay review script that requires writing a story

Today, we heard Teacher Si say: "We will hold a story meeting in the afternoon!" We were so happy after hearing this shocking news. Jump three feet high.

The exciting afternoon arrived. Teacher Si selected nine students to tell stories on the stage. Whoever tells the story well will be named the "King of Class Stories".

Stories will be competitive! The classmates came up intermittently, and each of them spoke so brilliantly that we couldn't help but applaud.

My favorite story is the one told by Wang Zhiyu: "Square Face and Round Face". Her beautiful voice and vivid and interesting stories seem to have brought us all into a fairy tale! When she finished telling the story, thunderous applause erupted in the classroom.

The second contestant came on the stage, and she bowed to us politely. Then she told us her story with a smile on her face... When she finished telling her story, there was silence below, probably everyone was intoxicated in her story!

In this exciting story session, I came back with a full load and learned many adjectives, good words and sentences. I really wish there would be more stories like this.

『撒』 How about a composition that begins with a story?

A composition that begins with a story is very good and has suspense.

More suitable for writing examination essays

Narration, quotation, discussion, connection, and combination with oneself

Your writing method is a bit like an argumentative essay, which is quite standard. However, I think the previous story does not need to be very long.

"8" How to write the beginning of the composition "My Story"

I will give you the beginning and the end, and I will come from the middle. I won’t give it to you, because you have to write it yourself

Beginning:

I am a (how) (naughty, lively, etc.) girl (boy), now I am already a child of (several grades). From childhood to now, many things have happened in my growth process, but the most unforgettable thing for me is the story of me (when, for example, when I was a child)... .....

Middle: Remember that year.............(I wrote the rest)

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My childhood story not only taught me a lesson (write it however you want), but also gave me a profound memory, which I will always remember in my heart, forever, forever... ...........

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