In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. So the question is, how to write an excellent essay? The following are some of my best compositions that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from them and refer to them. I hope they will be helpful to you. My specialty: excellent composition 1
When I was young, I was very generous. I will do whatever everyone tells me to do. But as I grow older, I gradually become timid and dare not do anything. When people asked me to sing, my first reaction was to shrink my neck, shake my head, and dare not sing because I was afraid of being laughed at. I knew this was bad, and I wanted to correct it, but I couldn't overcome the fear in my heart. I was afraid like this for a long time. It wasn't until this trip to Xiushan Island that I finally corrected this problem.
This summer vacation, we went to Xiushan Island. After having a great time at the beach in the morning, when we were tired, we drove to a small village to eat. After we were full of wine and food, grandma took a sip of water and said to me with a smile: "I haven't heard your beautiful singing voice since you learned to sing. This time is a good opportunity. Please sing a song to me." Let’s listen!” When I heard it, my first feeling was fear, and I immediately hid against the wall, shaking my head so much that I felt dizzy. But grandma still called me there: "You have passed the tenth level of vocal music, you should listen to us."
After listening to grandma's words, I stopped shaking my head and thought: Yes, I I am about to enter the sixth grade and have passed the 10th grade in vocal music. Can’t I sing a song for everyone? I am so old and I should correct this bad habit. I pondered for a long time, and finally made up my mind: be bold, nothing is impossible! I stood up and said firmly: "Okay, I will sing a song for everyone!" I walked slowly to In the middle, I cleared my throat and sang "Five Colored Flowers" for everyone. At the beginning, I was a little nervous, but as I sang, I felt more and more natural and my heart became much calmer. Finally, I finished singing. As soon as I stopped, I heard a burst of applause from the box, followed by everyone's praise. They all praised me for my progress, and I smiled happily.
Yes, today I learned to sing generously. This incident made me understand more clearly that as long as you take the first step boldly, you will find that, in fact, things are not as difficult as you think. My specialty, excellent composition 2
When we were discussing our skills, someone said: "I can make egg fried rice." Someone said: "I can cook noodles." Someone else said: "I can Make ice cream. "Of course, I also have my specialty - making omelette rice.
It’s like this: One day, I accidentally opened a small book with a recipe for making omurice, so that day, I learned to make omurice. And fell in love with eating omurice. Since then, omurice has become my specialty.
Early the next morning, I went to visit my grandma. It happened that my cousin was also at my grandma’s house. My cousin’s cooking skills were also very good, so my cousin and I started an omelette rice contest.
My cousin quickly took out the materials and opened the small electric pot. And I’m still preparing the materials!
My cousin washed the egg shells, knocked them into a bowl, added a little salt to the eggs and beat them up. Then, put some oil in the pot, poured in the eggs, beat them into a skin, and fried them. Later, put the plate prepared in advance and then start making fried rice. Seeing this, I couldn't help but laugh secretly in my heart, because the eggs would be dry and would not flow.
Finally it’s my turn. Mine is different from my cousin's. I wash the egg shells first, break them into a bowl, add salt, then add a small spoonful of starch and a little water to make starch water, and mix it with the eggs. After preparing the egg liquid, I started to fry the rice. I was sweating profusely and thought to myself: Oops, I seem to have forgotten how to make smooth fried rice! It doesn’t matter, just let it happen! So, I put in the oil first, and the oil in the pot started to dance. I put in the rice, chopped sausages, radishes, and pepper, and then started to stir-fry everything in the pot. There was a dance.
After the rice was fried, we started to fry the eggs. First, we put the egg liquid in and spread it into a pancake. When it was half cooked, we folded it in half, and then let it jump up and do a backflip on the stage. Finally, grandma was watching! Everyone was cheering for me, and finally I just wrapped the rice in the eggs. Finally, of course, it was time to taste the taste. My grandma cut my omelette and the half-boiled egg liquid inside flowed out. But when she cut my cousin's fried egg, the egg liquid inside was all coagulated, so in the end, The winner is me.
My best trick is making omelette rice. Do you smell the aroma of rice? Come and try it! My Specialty, Excellent Composition 3
Everyone has their own speciality, guess what my speciality is? In my hands, a basin of light water can become a delicious meal! Yes, this is my specialty! I have to thank my mother for this.
One day five years ago, I pestered my mother to teach me how to make crispy fish fillets. Entering the kitchen, my mother gently placed a fat, tender and delicious large silver carp on the vegetable mound, then took out a knife and showed me how to cut the fish fillets one by one.
"Here, take it, be safe!" I took the knife from my mother's hand, held it tightly, pressed the fish with my left hand, and cut it carefully with my right wrist. Wow! I can fillet fish!
Next, my mother taught me how to make crispy fried fish fillets. I turned on the gas stove and saw the faint sound of blue flames. After a while, the bottom of the pot became hot.
"Pour the oil!"
"Put in the fish fillets!"
"Stir fry with a shovel..."
Mom kept saying Issue an order.
Oops, accidentally, the oil splashed on the back of my hand, it hurt so bad! I quickly rinsed it with cold water, wiped the water on my hand with a handkerchief, and continued to spoon!
Frying from left to right, after a while, a plate of fragrant and crispy fried fish fillets came out of the pan. Our family enjoyed the first delicious meal I cooked together.
Later, every weekend, I followed my mother in the kitchen to learn cooking skills. Five years have passed, and I have learned how to make many delicious foods. I can make the braised prawns with rich aroma, the sweet and delicious peach gouache, the fragrant tiramisu and the fruit cake on my own.
Whenever I eat delicious food, I will think of my mother’s words - the so-called talent is the result of hard work! My Specialty, Excellent Essay 4
Everyone has his or her own speciality, and so do I, and that is embroidery.
Once, our family came to Zhenhu Embroidery Street and went to my mother’s friend’s house. I fell in love with the embroidery works in the owner's house as soon as I looked at them. Look, the grass and flowers poked their heads out of the soil, as if they were really in front of me, lifelike; the puppy ran and ran, as if it was about to run out, it was so vivid. So, I came up with the idea of ??learning Suzhou embroidery, and just like that, my mother took me over to learn it every Saturday. I have been learning it for nearly two years, and I am pretty good at embroidering it.
My sister’s birthday is coming soon. My parents have prepared gifts, but I am still thinking hard about what to give her. What gift can make my sister particularly like and remember it in her heart? Once you have it, let’s use what I’m good at!
I found cloth, needles, threads, rulers, drew pictures, and worked for a long time. I want to embroider three-dimensional flowers. I first draw a circle, then fix the threads on the four corners of the circle, and then take a thread and thread them together. Once they are up and down, the flower is embroidered. I embroidered another small chrysanthemum with five petals; then I embroidered a few more stamens using the nailing embroidery method, and then embroidered a few more to form a bouquet. I embroidered the ribbon with blue thread, chain stitched the flower stem, and finally embroidered it into a bag—done!
It was my sister’s birthday, so I packaged it carefully and gave it to her. My sister opened it and saw that it was a small bag that she had been in love with for a long time. She shouted happily: "Wow, it looks good!" Mom, dad, relatives and friends also looked at it over and over, and they all praised me for my good embroidery. Listening to other people's praise, I feel happy.
"What a clever girl. Can you embroider one for me when I celebrate my birthday?" Looking at my aunt's expectant eyes, I smiled and nodded.
Teacher’s words: I’m glad to see that Zhang Ruoxi’s writing is becoming more and more interesting. At the beginning, he simply wrote that his specialty is embroidery. Then he briefly introduced to us the situation of learning embroidery. Then, through the example of embroidering a small bag for his birthday sister, he wrote about his specialty and received praise from everyone. Finally, he used It ends with my aunt's expectations, which is very special and creative. As long as we put our heart into it, each of us can write well! My Specialty and Excellent Essay 5
I started learning guitar when I was a child, and I have been learning guitar for seven years now. From when I first started learning guitar to now, I have thought about giving up many times, but I persevered. This not only made me more confident, but also allowed me to show my talents in front of others.
I still remember that time, when I first started learning guitar, something happened that I still remember vividly. One day I started practicing, because I was too young at that time and didn't understand many principles. I thought I could play it well, so I tuned it up with confidence and started "cutting wood." The sound I made was terrible. I threw away the guitar angrily, and with a bang, the violin fell on the bed. I ran to my mother and started to talk about my suffering. Unexpectedly, my mother laughed loudly after hearing this, and even my brother who was watching the fun couldn't help laughing. At this time, I became anxious and said angrily: "Why are you laughing? I don't think this is a ridiculous topic." My mother touched my head and said: "Your little temper, nothing can do it." If you succeed the first time, just follow the teacher's instructions and play it carefully a few times. Of course, you must persist every day. You will definitely improve a lot in a few years." I nodded in understanding and replied! The room began practicing in earnest.
A few years later, I really "cultivated myself" and made good progress. Guitar has truly become my specialty and specialty. I am also very proud that I can play the guitar. Whenever guests come to my house and ask me what my talents are, I will take out my guitar. If it is noon, I will play a fierce "Turkish March". In the evening, I will play a long and quiet "Moonlight Song" to relax people.
The guitar makes me happy and makes me improve a lot. Not only did I develop a good habit of perseverance, but I also developed a good feeling for music.
There are many benefits to playing guitar. For example, I have won many awards one after another. Guitar is my specialty, it makes me relaxed and happy. At the same time, it also taught me the spirit of perseverance and developed good habits. My Specialty, Excellent Essay 6
Everyone’s speciality is different, some people are singing, some are dancing, and some are...eighteen kinds of martial arts, and my speciality is It's a clay figure.
One day, I followed my parents to Qinghefang in Hangzhou for a walk. Suddenly I saw a place full of people. It was full of heads at first glance. I finally squeezed in. It can be said that it was a place filled with people. The water is blocked. It turned out that it was an old artist who was making clay figurines. He was skilled in his skills. He squeezed and rubbed a ball of mud into his hands, and it turned into Sun Wukong, who was causing trouble in the heaven. There was also a lifelike Wu Song fighting a big tiger. !
I stared at the clay figurine intently. I caught sight of the hero Wu Song and immediately bought it. Holding it in my hand, I thought to myself: I must learn to shape the clay figurine so that I can have whatever I want. .
Action was better than my heartbeat, so I immediately prepared the tools: scissors, clay, toothpicks... What should I do? By the way, I want to see giant pandas the most. It’s a pity that I don’t have time to see them. Why not just become a giant panda, our country’s national treasure? Well, just do it. I first made a round little head with white clay, which was the panda's head. Then, I rubbed the white clay and pulled it into a big ball. This was the "panda's" belly. Then, I Then knead the clay, knead it into limbs, and then attach them to the body. Well, it looks good to see the handiwork that is almost completed. I nodded with satisfaction.
I poked two more small holes with a toothpick, and used black clay to make two "black eye circles" for the "panda". I looked like something was missing. I patted my head and thought about it. Oh, by the way, I took the green clay and kneaded it into a thin strip. Then I made a few leaves and stuck them in the hands of the "Panda" with the bamboo. Looking at the "panda", I feel full of pride.
I watched and saw that the "panda" seemed to have come to life. He was lying lazily on the ground, looking at the deep blue sky, sunbathing and gnawing on his favorite bamboo. She showed a happy smile, so cute.
In the past few days, the school has held an art festival, and I am going to use the national treasure "Panda" as my work. The "Giant Panda" is greeting me. My Specialty and Excellent Composition 7
Everyone has their own speciality. Next I will talk about my specialty. I have many good things to do, but I really don’t know where to start. So I racked my brain and started thinking and thinking, and finally came up with it.
I can cook. Whenever there is no one at home at noon, our parents will always tell us in the morning, if there is no one at home at noon, just cook a meal for the two of you. So that's how I learned to cook. I learned how to cook from my parents. I learned a little bit about their cooking. I learned how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes. and steamed rice. Every time I make it, I ask my sister to eat it. She is only responsible for eating, and I am responsible for eating and cooking. In order to prevent the rice from being too little, I cook a little more every time.
I can also do handwork. My handiwork is very good, because everyone in my family says that my hands are skillful. Also said my fingers are sharp. Everything should be done easily. Most of the Lego people at home can’t understand the picture, but I am the only one who can understand it. Every time after I comment, they praise me and say that I did a really good job. My mother said: "How did you put together such small parts?" And every time the teacher asked me to do crafts, I basically actively participated. And my works will be exhibited many times.
I can also draw. Because my fingers are sharp. Mom and Dad said that they can draw with their fingertips and they are very good at it. In our family, among the four of us, the eldest sister, the second sister and I are basically good at painting. My eldest sister basically paints at the top of her head, and she can draw better than any of us. Every time I draw, I post it outside because the teacher likes my drawings.
These three are my specialties. Although it is very good, I have worked extremely hard. Tell me what you are good at. My specialty, excellent composition 8
"Boom" a dazzling beam of light shines directly on me. I wore a gorgeous dress and stepped onto the big stage of my dreams amidst the overwhelming applause of the audience. I started singing, and the audience in the audience instantly showed their surprised eyes. Guess what my specialty is?
That’s right, it’s a speech. When I was a child, I determined to become a speaker. I could stand on a gorgeous stage and deliver eloquent speeches that could be praised by tens of thousands of viewers. So for my big goal, I opened a big stage for my speech. Finally, by chance, I realized my dream and got on stage ahead of time. This is my first time giving a speech. Although there are only a few hundred people in the audience, this is undoubtedly my first step on the big stage.
The real speech begins.
A ray of light shines on me. I am as calm as water. Looking at the speech I had memorized by heart, I recalled the hellish practice of this month. It was so painful that I even had blisters in my mouth. The speech started with a click. It was impossible to say that I was not nervous at all. I looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the audience, and suddenly, I caught a glance, and that was my mother. I cleared my throat subconsciously, thinking, I can’t make a fool of myself now. I bowed slightly, gestured, and started my speech: Hello uncles and aunts... The speech was spread in all directions amidst the sound of my speech. of auditorium. At this time, I saw my mother. My mother's eyes showed a little bit of worry, but more of them were excited and proud.
My voice was sometimes like mountains and rivers, sometimes like a horse on the waves. The audience sometimes listened attentively, and sometimes closed their eyes to enjoy. When the last word blurted out, the whole audience stood up in unison, and the audience suddenly burst into overwhelming cheers. Sound and applause.
I walked off the stage, saw the affirmative eyes of my family, and heard the voices of admiration from my classmates. The applause and cheers continued until I walked off the stage and stopped. My heart was still up and down. It was a hard work of sweat. After a month of practice, I finally realized that the essence of success in speaking is the distance between hard work and hard work. My specialty, excellent composition 9
On a piece of rice paper, the beautiful and fragrant peonies have not yet bloomed, but there are already a few butterflies around me. Next to the paper, a pair of small black hands are drawing quickly. This is me His specialty is painting traditional Chinese paintings.
I seem to have been particularly interested in Chinese painting since I was a child. People often see me scribbling on paper with a brush, hoping to draw lifelike scenes like the masters of traditional Chinese painting.
When my mother saw that I was so interested in Chinese painting, she signed me up for a Chinese painting class. I was very happy, but——
“Why don’t you draw more butterflies? "The Chinese painting teacher said angrily, "How can we show the fragrance of peonies in this way?"
Every time I pick up my pen, I always hear the Chinese painting teacher scolding me, and I gradually lose interest in Chinese painting. . The writing brush is rarely picked up, and the peonies are no longer blooming on the rice paper.
"Why did you give up? It's your dream to be a master of traditional Chinese painting!" My mother's words woke me up.
Yes, how can you see a rainbow without wind and rain? Hard work is the bridge connecting dreams and reality! I picked up the brush again and started chasing my dream. The Chinese painting teacher was a little surprised to see me back in class, but he still sat down and patiently taught me stroke by stroke as before. I also began to work hard to practice the stretching of ink, the matching of colors, and the artistic conception of painting. I discovered that there is something inside painting. There are many mysteries hidden there...why couldn't they be discovered before? I started to question myself, maybe I didn’t work hard enough.
Every time you pick up a pen, you have to think carefully: Should the peony tone be darker? Should I draw more butterflies? Is there more or less white space overall? This kind of thinking makes me "write like a spirit". The Chinese painting teacher praised me more and more, and taught me more and more details...
After my efforts, butterflies and peonies appeared on the paper. , lifelike, Chinese painting has become my specialty.
If you don’t believe it, come and see my art exhibition.
In the center of the living room is a painting "Only Peonies Are the True National Color". Some petals have only unfolded two or three pieces, and small dewdrops are sliding on them; some petals have been fully unfolded, showing bright smiles, as if they are warmly welcoming tourists; some are still flower bones, which look full. It looks like it's about to burst. This is my fifth grade work, and it won first place in the county calligraphy and painting competition.
My bedroom is a painting of "A Crane on a Clear Sky with Clouds". On a golden autumn day, with a clear sky and white clouds, a crane flutters its wings and flies high, pushing away the clouds and soaring up, as if it also lifts me. The poetry soared into the sky.
Painting is my specialty! It has already enriched my life and integrated into my life. I will continue to chase my dreams and fly to a more distant future... My Specialty and Excellent Essay 10
Everyone has a speciality, such as: playing badminton, doing magic, origami. Playing table tennis, football, basketball... But I am no exception. My specialty is fried sausages.
One day at noon, my mother was frying sausages in the kitchen. A fragrant smell came to my nostrils. I finally couldn't help it and ran to the kitchen. I saw my mother putting oil and quilt into the pot. As soon as the sliced ??red sausage was put into the pot, an oily little girl kept jumping out as if she wanted to escape. The sausage sister was put into the pot by her mother, and the fragrance came out again and appeared in my nose.
On Saturday morning, my mother had to take my sister and brother to work. My sister put a ten-yuan note and a five-yuan note on my little bed, and added a note. The content of the note was:
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"This fifteen yuan is for lunch and evening. You are not allowed to buy snacks. There are already a lot at home. Oh, by the way, we have to go home for lunch at noon. Don't forget to wish us a good meal. "
I was waking up from a sweet dream, and I only saw fifteen dollars beside my bed. My sister got up early and played Ludo there. When she saw my warm little bed, she got up and ran towards me like A beam of light came to my side and shouted: "Sister, get up, hurry up and cook for us, we are going to starve to death, hurry up." Those voices lingered in my ears, and I I got up from the warm quilt and found the kitchen. A cold wind blew towards me. I shivered. I picked up the pot and iron spoon and put them in the microwave. Then I picked up the sausage and took off my "clothes." Cut it into pieces, add oil to the pot, put the newly cut sausage sister into the New Year pot, and fry the sausage until it turns red. I came out of the kitchen, gave my sister a bite, and said, "It tastes so bad."
My breakfast was already broken, and my mother and the others kept coming. I pestered my mother to talk about learning about sausages, or looked up knowledge about sausages on the Internet. I fried it again and it was delicious. My Specialty and Excellent Composition 11
I’m not bragging about my catching skills. As long as I say second, no one will dare to claim first.
Every time after class, we would take out our catchers and play. I was the first in every catcher, and I had to walk them dozens of times. Let me show you my catcher level.
One day, we called all the masters from the whole grade together to prepare for a catching competition. I was the first one. After finishing the first level, I made a vertical M-shaped catch. After two rounds, I passed the level again and then made another four-stroke catch. Another lap passed, and I made no mistakes the third time. I passed another level. This time I came to an extreme challenge: five consecutive catches. When the last one landed, I caught him at lightning speed. I was so excited. I guess I was overly excited. My hands kept shaking during the fourth time and I made a mistake. I secretly warned myself not to be proud.
There were three people in the first group. The second person was not weak in power and had good skills, but he was just a little impatient. He grabbed it as fast as the wind. After a while, he suddenly jumped up and spun around. Grab the child and pass three circles in a row. I was dumbfounded, but just when he turned around to grab the child, his fox tail was exposed. Because when he was about to catch it, the stone in his left hand fell out. It was a cheating foul, and the three laps did not count. He had to let the next person catch him. The next person was so vain that he lost before he even finished the first level.
I started my grasp of the king again. This time I feel calmer, because neither of them are very skilled, so I don’t have to worry about my first place being taken away. I started to grab with confidence: four consecutive grabs, the n-word grab, and the people watching were stunned by my skills. By the 40th lap, I was already out of strength. When I looked up, the people around me had turned into wooden figures! I don't know why, but when I looked at the people next to me, all my strength suddenly came back, and I started grabbing again. At lap 70, I finally ran out of energy and was "helped" back to the classroom by my classmates who stayed with me in school.
I was sitting on the bench in the classroom, wanting to sleep but not feeling sleepy. It was already after school and there was no one in the classroom. There were only three of us sitting there quietly. After a while, my classmates suggested that they play games with me when I was almost recovered. Another strange thing happened. I suddenly gained all my strength and started playing happily with them again.
This day’s game was full of fun, extreme, and challenging. This was the most enjoyable game I’ve ever played.
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The holidays were long and I was bored at home, so I couldn’t sit still and successfully transformed myself into a chef. Let me show off my skills today, please keep your eyes open to watch my special show.
I prepared a bottle of Coke, three spoons of salt and two bananas. Then, I processed the bananas into banana puree and mixed it with some boiled water. Do you think I'm really going to make an unusual dish? No, this is a big show that I have planned for a long time. Everything happens secretly in the corner of the kitchen. I sprinkled two tablespoons of salt into the mashed bananas, stirring and compacting. I saw that the banana puree had turned dark yellow, with white bubbles surging on it. At this time, I sprinkled another spoonful of salt into the Coke, put in the mashed banana, and stirred it for a while, so a dark dish that shocked the world and made people cry was completed. "Haha! My cooking skills are really superb." I admired secretly in my heart.
Looking at the newly prepared dark dishes, I couldn’t help but feel a little nauseous. But after everything is done, someone has to try it. It was absolutely impossible to let my parents try it, and the consequences would definitely be miserable, so I decided to "test the poison" myself. The taste of this dark cuisine is really hard to praise, but you have to eat what you made yourself while kneeling. I pinched my nose and took a sip. This thing was salty and sour, which instantly stimulated my taste buds and made me shed tears. I think the tears of regret shedding at this moment are the water that entered my brain before I did it. I swear I will never cook dark cuisine again.
But as the saying goes, "The scar is healed and the pain is forgotten." A few days later, I saw another video of cooking dark cuisine, and my curiosity was aroused again. I prepared a piece of bread, a bottle of soy sauce and a few eggs, and decided to show off my skills again. I poured the soy sauce into the bowl, kneaded the bread slices, dipped them in the soy sauce, and stirred them a few times. Then he used chopsticks to tear the complete piece of bread into small pieces, and the bread slowly soaked into black. At this time, I poured the evenly mixed eggs into the soy sauce soaked in the bread, allowing the egg liquid to blend with the soy sauce and bread. You're done!
On second thought, food tastes better the longer it is stored, so I quietly put the dark food into the cupboard. After a few days, I completely forgot about it. It wasn't until I heard my mother's angry roar that I suddenly remembered the dark cuisine that I had forgotten for a long time. At this time, the whole kitchen was filled with a stinky smell. I knew that I was about to usher in a "dark" moment, and my heart was filled with helplessness.
My specialty is making dark dishes, which makes the ordinary home life become interesting. Show off your special skills and add spice to your ordinary life! My specialty is excellent essay 13
There is a saying that goes: "Eighteen kinds of martial arts are good tricks." Those who make clay figurines have extraordinary skills; those who play the piano have a strong sense of rhythm; this As a flute player, your lung capacity must be particularly good. These days, it’s not easy to have a talent, and my specialty is recitation.
Finally, after another rehearsal, I let go of my worries and remembered the difficult "Historical Records" of learning recitation. Every time I see people reciting on TV, their passionate recitations seem to pull me into their world. It is precisely because of this magical feeling that I get to know the magical art of recitation, and I truly appreciate it. The meaning of "one minute on stage, ten years of work off stage".
At the beginning, I couldn’t even distinguish the intonation, but under the teacher’s patient guidance, I changed from a robot-like voice to a reciter with a full voice and true feelings.
In that competition, when the lights on the stage suddenly turned on and relaxing music was played, I began to accompany the music to show the charm of recitation with true feelings. Yesterday, someone else brought me into the world of recitation; today, I want to bring the audience into my world! As the music reached its climax step by step, I recited passionately.
Looking around, all the people under the stage seemed to be attracted by the "magic" I cast. They had intoxicated looks on their faces, as if they had found the key to the door to a new paradise...
But at this time, my memory wanted to play tricks. With a click, the words of the next sentence were "stolen" by it. But this was not difficult for me. I closed my eyes and took out the words The words skipped past, and when I slowly opened my eyes, it was as if nothing had happened.
My best show almost collapsed, but fortunately there were no mistakes. The last paragraph, sentence, last word...ah! Finally, I took a long breath and finally ended the recitation perfectly.
When the audience was still unsatisfied, I quietly left the show. When I got home, my mother gave me a big thumbs up, and I felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. My Specialty Excellent Essay 14
Everyone has their own speciality, including singing, dancing, fishing, etc. My speciality is painting.
You may think that painting is difficult, you can just draw a few strokes. But it is not simple. It requires years of practice to slowly improve your painting skills.
No matter whether it is severe cold or scorching heat, I keep painting and never miss any opportunity to practice.
When the temperature drops sharply in winter, I have to brave the wind and snow to sketch in far away places. In order to get a better view, I even had to walk carefully through the entire sketching area. The weather was very cold, and the wind whipped at our hands and faces. Sometimes our hands were so cold that we couldn't even hold a paintbrush.
When summer comes, the sun is scorching, and I listen to the cicadas chirping desperately outside the window, I can't help but feel restless. I often fail to draw well, and I paint again and again. Sometimes the paper is scratched and you are still not satisfied, so you ask the teacher for another piece of paper and start over again until the drawing is done.
In the painting class, many people left one after another and gave up painting, but I did not give up. In the face of difficulties, I did not give up; in the face of failure, I did not give up; in the face of challenges, I did not give up. Just like this, my painting skills are getting better and better. Whenever there is a painting competition, the teachers think of me first and let me participate. Whenever I finish a painting, it always attracts admiration from my classmates. Even the painting teacher praises my painting. I have also won excellent results many times in painting competitions at all levels organized by the school.
Everything is not easy to succeed, but the sunshine is always after the wind and rain. As long as you work hard, you will be rewarded. My experience has further verified that "as long as you work hard, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle." "This old saying.