I am a national treasure panda. My head is round, my tail is short, and I am round all over. Don't think my eyes are big. In fact, there is a circle of black hair around my eyes, and my small eyes are hidden in the middle. I only live in the mountains and valleys of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, where patches of bamboo grow, especially my favorite arrow bamboo. I like to keep eating every day. I have to eat 12-38 kilograms of bamboo at the end of the day. It's amazing! My ancestor, the panda, existed as early as 2-3 million years ago, so I am also called a "living fossil".
originally, our family has been living a very happy life, and you also like our naivety very much. However, I gradually find life more and more difficult. Because of the deforestation, the area where we live is getting smaller and smaller, with an annual rate of 2. The speed of 5 square kilometers is disappearing; Because I only live in China, many bad guys arrested us and smuggled us abroad for exhibition ... Such a difficult life made me haggard, and I was hiding around for fear of being caught. Fortunately, our country has designated us as a national first-class protected animal, and the area where we live has been designated as a national nature reserve. Our happy life is back, and we are more lovely. Last April, our family's golden couple Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan went to Taiwan Province on behalf of the mainland, conveying the desire of people on both sides of the strait for an early reunion. This is the most glorious thing in the history of our family. In retrospect, I am still excited! 2. Write the composition in the first person
It was on a Friday night, when the moon shone on the earth. My brother and I were watching the evening scene in the sky in the yard. Suddenly, I remembered something, so I said to my brother, "Brother, the moonlight is so bright tonight, let's go out and fly kites!" The younger brother said, "Good! Sister, although no one flies kites at night, we can make an innovation! " My brother and I quickly went into the house and took out kites.
The two of us came to the open field with kites. It was just flat, with no trees and poles. It was a good place to fly kites. When I got there, I took the spool and my brother held the kite. When it started to fly, I said loudly, "Fly!" My younger brother sent the kite into the sky. I held the spool above my head and sprinted forward. As I ran, I paid off the line, and the kite was quickly put in the sky. The kite flew higher and higher, and my younger brother and I both smiled happily. However, it didn't last long, and the kite somehow hung on a big tree on the edge of the ground. "What can I do?" My younger brother said anxiously. There's nothing I can do. The two of us are like ants on hot bricks. At this moment, I remembered what the teacher said in class: "No matter what happens, don't be nervous, be calm and calm, so that we can figure out a solution." Yes, ah, yes. I broke the kite string and sent it up with the wind. Ok. The kite fell from the tree. I hurried to pick it up. In the moonlight, I saw that the kite was not broken. I immediately connected the broken line on the kite to the spool. Then I ran with the kite again. Soon, the kite was put up for me. 3. How to write an apple composition in my first person
There are many kinds of fruits, including top-grade watermelon in melon and litchi in fruit.
Apples are round and the size of oranges. Slippery all over. There are no ripe apples, and the green ones gradually occupy the green "territory" from red. Finally, the apples are ripe and become deep red. An undercooked apple tastes bitter and astringent when you take a bite. Ripe, there is a fragrant smell, I can't wait to eat it all. My Sweetie's makes people want to eat more, and the more they eat, the more they love to eat. Cut the apple, the meat is white, the seeds inside are black, and the juice is fresh. The whole apple tastes sweet, crisp and delicious, and the flesh is delicious. It is very pleasing in taste, color and shape, round and like a small lantern. Apples not only taste good, but also have many functions.
Eating apples often can lower blood fat, lower blood pressure, prevent cancer, have anti-cancer effects, strengthen bones, maintain acid-base balance and lose weight. There is a western proverb: "An apple a day keeps the doctor away." Among many fruits, apple is the most common and peaceful one. But its nutritional value does not allow me. Among many fruits, apple is the most common and peaceful one. But its nutritional value should not be underestimated. Chinese medicine believes that it can nourish the lungs, strengthen the spleen and stimulate appetite. Nutritional analysis shows that apple contains a variety of fructose, organic acids, pectin and trace elements, cellulose, vitamins, minerals, polyphenols and flavonoids. "An apple a day" is a well-known health slogan, and apples are called "all-round healthy fruits" by scientists.
There are many ways to eat apples, which can be processed into apple juice, apple salad, etc ... Apples contain many vitamins, so it is good to eat more! 4. composition: narrative written in the first person
music box
-my wings
fingers stroking the still smooth reddish-brown paint, and the cold touch came from between. I pulled out the copper card with a slight rust, and with the light lifting of the lid, a monotonous but not boring music filled the whole room shrouded in splendor. Simple and warm notes beat my heart softly, making me suddenly feel that the whole person is stretched. Looking down, on the mirror in the box, a little man is dancing and spinning with the music.
it was night, and I was holding the ugly box alone. I found my face cool, with transparent tears. Look at the lid of the box in the dark and put it under the bed opposite the pillow.
"When you are tired and numb, crying is the best way to relax, because it proves that you still have feelings."
her voice curled up if it were yesterday. In fact, it has been nearly five years since she left me. This complete sentence is also in the music box. On the side of the box, it was a carving knife that left his beautiful handwriting: "Grandma sent it."
She is a person who refuses to accept the old age, but at the same time she likes nostalgia. She will stick to something for a long time, but she will be open-minded about something. For example, the music box, for example, that sentence, for example, she never sighs, for example, she cries openly. She always told me to laugh whenever appropriate. I asked her why you were crying, and she burst into tears in front of me more than once. She smiled and told me that sentence, "because it can take people on the journey away from despair." No matter how many times I ask, the answer has never changed.
Later, she gave me the music box and asked me the source of its name. On this issue, anyone will recite the structural principle. But she didn't. She always said solemnly, "The music box represents affection, friendship, love, frustration, tears, injury, growth and change ..." I can't remember the rest, but I still remember the satisfaction on her face. At that time, I didn't understand why she used those eight words to describe happiness, because it was clear that tears, injuries and setbacks would be painful. She just laughed and didn't answer.
Now, I am fourteen years old, and I have experienced a slight increase in years, and I am increasingly reluctant to part with that ugly box. Not only because it can remind me of her, but also because I am used to sleeping with a "wound" in that simple and gentle rhythm.
when I fail, when I am injured, when I am tired and numb, I like to open the box and let the clean melody purify my spirit. Habits are hard to get rid of. I am used to crying, arousing hope with tears, soothing pain with tears, and telling myself to stand up with tears. Habit makes my melancholy dry up with tears. Because I did understand her "music box". She must want to say that without "failure", "injury" and "tears", the music of the music box would not be complete and the track of life would be incomplete. When you encounter these painful notes, cry! Cry for your pain, cry for your happiness, cry for your completeness! This is glorious!
It's another night, and I smile and watch the tears slide down my eyes. Calm strings filled the whole night sky.
Looking up, I know I'm not alone. Whenever I am full of tears, I always think of that music box, and suddenly I find that my eyes are very open. Soft rhythm will take me through every sleepless night. When I look back, the soil with tears has grown white feathers. Because of that man's guidance, they are pieced together and raising their wings for the next journey.
Resources:? Si=4 5. Write a 5-word narrative composition with the first person "I" < P > I am an "optimist". I am a notorious naughty boy. For this reason, my parents gave me a nickname-"Huanhuan". When I was a child, I was restless and liked to run around the house and roll and climb on the ground.
I'm a chatterbox. I can't close my mouth once I open it. When I eat at home at night, I'm always the protagonist of the conversation at the dinner table. I have to pour out a laundry list at that time every day. But I haven't had time to have a bite of my meal after talking for a long time.
I'm a lively person. Because of my cheerful personality, I'm especially keen on making friends. I simply took a pen and paper and "interviewed" the new classmates everywhere. In just one day, I got to know half the classmates and "collected" many new friends, which laid a foundation for me to adapt to the new life in junior high school. < P > I am a bookworm. I usually "eat books" when I have nothing to do, which is my daily "compulsory course"! There are countless books that I have "chewed". If any book tastes too good, I will "chew" it several times. If you ask me what books I have "chewed", it's hard to say: literary works, popular science books, science fiction ... even the "tofu" articles published in the newspaper, I will "taste it". This is me-with short hair, a pair of glasses and a naughty smile on my mouth. Yes, this is me, naughty me, lively me, happy me, unique me! 6. My hometown composition I'll write this composition from the first-person perspective.
My hometown is a picturesque place with mountains and rivers.
In front of the village, it is a crystal clear river, which shines like someone has sprinkled a handful of gold under the sunlight. Unknown small fish swim around happily in the river, and some of them parade at a really fast speed. Behind the village, there are green mountains. On the mountain, there are big trees towering into the sky, just like a patron saint, guarding the safety of villagers far and near. Like me, the grass dressed like jasper wants to grow taller quickly and grow up hard, so that the mountain has a green dress. Next to the village, there are shops with rich goods and cheap prices and a wide and long road. I will rush to the store to buy something to eat. Every time I finish eating, my heart is always full of joy.
This is my hometown, a place that no one can draw.
My hometown is surrounded by mountains and waters, which is a good place.
The mountains in my hometown are very high, just like chatting with white clouds hand in hand! Among many high mountains, there is a village called Jinshan. At the foot of Jinshan, there is a village called Jinshan Village. Jinshan Village is rich in Fritillaria, and every household in the village grows Fritillaria. Every October, all the people in the village will plant Fritillaria in the fields. Although my father works in the city, he will go back to his hometown to help his grandmother grow Fritillaria when it comes to planting Fritillaria. By April of the following year, Fritillaria is ripe and one by one, chubby Fritillaria is lying quietly in the field.
Jinshan Village also processes dried vermicelli. The dried dried vermicelli just processed is delicious. The smell alone will attract people to try it. The dried vermicelli produced here is thin and white, which is very popular with people. It is also exported to county towns and other counties and cities!
planting Fritillaria has made people in their hometown rich. Many villagers have built new houses and bought cars, and the roads in the village have become wider and wider, from the rugged tractor-ploughed roads to the wide and flat cement roads. In addition, the environmental sanitation in their hometown is getting better and better, and the roadside will be clean when they come home for the New Year.
I think the tomorrow in their hometown will be better! 7. What the book said to me was written in the first person
From the first day I transferred to Chengxian Street Primary School, I will always remember my head teacher, Miss Cao Qian. Teacher Cao is of medium height, with curly short hair, beautiful flowing sea, dignified facial features and very handsome appearance. Because of the first words of encouragement she said, I have changed! Become brave and confident. This is a dream! A sweet dream!
I remember one day, in Chinese class in the morning, Chinese teacher Cao asked us a question. I thought about it, but I already knew an answer psychologically. However, I was not sure that my answer was completely correct, and I was a little afraid that I was wrong. My classmates laughed at me, so I didn't raise my hand, and the teacher casually called the roll, but the result was me! I stood up in a hurry, feeling a little nervous about fixing the dolphin with a stupid nail, and my legs trembled, so I said to myself, "Don't be nervous, it's just a speech." I got up the courage and stammered out my answer. Just after I finished, I stuck out my tongue in fear and sat down quickly. I never thought, Chinese teacher Cao. Your answer is so good! ..... "I froze! The teacher said I answered well? I even doubt my hearing! The teacher suddenly patted me on the shoulder, as warm as the sun, and I suddenly woke up! Looking up and looking at the teacher gently, she kindly said to me, "Why don't you raise your hand?"? You speak very well! Be brave to raise your hand and speak next time! The teacher believes you! " Really! The teacher told me that she believed me! From that moment, my heart was full of hope and confidence. Just because the teacher got a word, I overcame my inner fear! You are like a silkworm, giving yourself and warming others; You are like a gardener, and you take pains. Teacher Cao, I will never forget your kind words, your gentle eyes, your first words of encouragement, and everything about you ... 8. Write a composition, ask for a few touching stories, and write them in the first person, entitled My Story.
Everyone has his own story
Some are happy, some are sad, and some are. My reason
is to be happy ...
When I was eight years old, my mother often said to me
, "Son, you have grown up, so you should learn to help adults."