This autumn, there are not only cool breeze and fallen leaves, but also my birthday that I have been looking forward to for more than 300 days. More importantly, I will be fourteen years old after this autumn!

After this autumn, there will be one less "June 1st" and one more "May 4th" in my holiday schedule for next year. After this autumn, childhood will die and be fixed as a memory; After this autumn, my future will turn a decisive page: I will be more responsible for my responsibilities, and I will fight for more people and more things in the future-

Dear mom, from the moment I was born, you are the clearest and most important thing in my heart! It was you who got up in the middle of the night and tucked me in several times. It was you who moved back to a stack of recipes just to make my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs. It was you who moved several times and changed jobs several times before sending me to a good school! However, I saw that your hair turned white early, your day and night work turned yellow, and you no longer have youth!

But, mom, have you found that my steps are getting stronger and stronger, even surpassing you; I began to buy food and cook frequently and go to the kitchen; I have understood and tried to thank you!

Don't worry, don't worry about everything, I'm here!

Dear donkey, you have been my closest friend since primary school. We have supported all the way up to now, but more often, you get up in the morning and ask me to run to school. Did you say, "Have you finished your homework?" When I was crazy, you were the one who always took care of me most strictly and seriously!

But, did you find out? I am getting more and more serious about my study. I can discuss the Olympic math problems with you and compete with you in all aspects! Yes, if one day, you want to have a good sleep without the noise of the alarm clock, don't worry, have a good sleep, I will definitely remember to call you to school!

Don't worry, I'm here.

Dear my life, I already know how precious you are; I see, whether you become a Zhang Ahua or a ditty in the field depends on my writing; I learned to cherish every second with you, do what I should do, do what I want to do, and move forward towards my dream step by step! Don't worry that you will be abandoned, I will try my best.

Don't worry, I'm here!

The past, like smoke, has become a memory and will become the driving force of my life. Please believe me, don't worry-

Because I'm here!

2. How can I write a world of 400 words because of my excellent composition? Because of me, there won't be much change, but without me, there will be many interesting stories in my family.

I remember when I was six years old, I provoked the first quiz in my family because of a sentence in the book. That day, I was reading at my desk as usual. Suddenly, a sentence in the book caught my eye: "Ginger is still old and spicy." What it means in the book is that old people are smarter than young people. Seeing this, I look down on our children. I am indignant: Are adults necessarily smarter than children? I don't believe it! I want to compare with my mother and overturn the conclusion of this sentence!

Actions speak louder than actions. I immediately got angry and found my mother. I can't wait to say, "mom, mom, let's have a quiz!" " ""What's the matter? "My mother was puzzled by my proposal and asked in bewilderment." Compare first! I'll tell you after the game. ""that-all right! " My mother hesitated and promised me.

Round 1: Brainstorm question and answer, I'll ask questions first.

"Mom, who goes to see a doctor every day?"

"A doctor, of course!" Mom won the first battle.

She pursued her victory: "Before Xiao Ming went to bed, the temperature outside the window was as high as 35 degrees Celsius, but when he woke up, it was MINUS 5 degrees Celsius outside the window. How did this happen? "

"Because he is flying from the south of China to the north." I was secretly glad. I have seen this question in books, and the answer must be right!

Sure enough, mom announced, "You got it right." My mother and I were neck and neck in the first round, and then the second round: after the two-part allegorical sayings, my mother asked questions first.

"There are green onions in the pig's nose-"At first, my mother had a problem.

"This ... should be ..." I faltered.

"it's' loading'." Mom couldn't wait and announced the answer. Not wanting to fall behind, I asked a question: "Riding a donkey and reading a song book-"

"We'll see!" Mother answered without thinking.

"Yes." I said morosely.

……

After four rounds of this quiz, my mother led by a big score and undoubtedly beat me.

After the game, I pouted and told my mother everything. After listening to this, my mother choked back a smile and said to me, "You said' Ginger is old and spicy', so although you can't overturn its metaphor after playing with me, you can start with its original intention and go to the kitchen to taste ginger to see if it is old and spicy or tender." I nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, I'm going to the kitchen to taste ginger!" " "But my voice did not fall, my mother burst out laughing, and I laughed out of breath, which made me feel puzzled.

How's it going? Isn't it interesting? There are many interesting things like this, because my family is always full of laughter because of me.

3. How to write a 400-word composition All along, I like to write some sad or lonely words and feel at ease in my own world. One day, I suddenly remembered some messy thoughts and wrote such a sunny text. In this midsummer season, light and shadow are everywhere, let me sing a hymn, although I am a natural tone-deaf person. -Inscription: I woke up in the morning and the air was fresh. There is a ray of sunshine projected on the wall opposite the dormitory through the high-rise buildings in the city, depicting many colorful symbols. The windows of the dormitory are open from January to April. Even though the summer in Kunming is far away and the sky is still blue, the temperature of more than 20 degrees and long-term dryness make us unaccustomed to humidity. At night, listening to the "whirring" wind seems to pass by our ears, which has a hearty taste. The dream also adds a little sweetness. After physical education class in the afternoon, I went back to the dormitory to freshen up a little, picked up a book and went to the comprehensive building to be on duty. I've always wanted to get busy, so that summer's irritability will pass quickly. Just when I turned on the computer, a man came to type. Just when he was using a computer without internet connection, I sat down safely and boarded 565438 as usual. It seems to be the last century. I sit in front of the computer and type, except typing. No sooner had I started than the little pig came. She is an alumnus I met in the school newspaper. She is a very lively and cheerful girl, generous and far from my personality. However, this did not prevent me from dating such a girl. I like her omnipotent courage. And the courage to do your best for your dreams. She said that the Youth League Committee had come to inquire about the news of some entrepreneurial design competitions, but she couldn't bear to leave after sitting for a while, so she called me to teach her to start a blog. I applied for one for her, joined a group I like to go to, and let her chat with a good friend of hers for a while. When she left, I didn't have much time and left after a while.

After dinner, I went for a walk on the edge of the stadium, just in time for the teachers to play the game. Looking at the clumsy but hard-working actions of those teachers, I felt a smile unconsciously. In fact, compared with us, many of them won't, at least they don't know where to stand after the score line. But they still try to take an active part in their university activities. I think there are some things. I'm not that serious about finding a result. A Lai, a writer, said: Every drop of water downstream contains all the water molecules upstream. Many times when we are looking for something, we pay attention to the process. Some results are either doomed or not what we want, and we have lost that sense of urgency in the pursuit. It seems that we haven't been relaxed for a long time. We do everything with a certain purpose and think we must do it well. I can only succeed, not fail. Watching teachers play ball seems to forget what they want to do. I forgot that I had to make myself very tired. I arrived at the classroom early in the evening study. I leaned against the windowsill and stared at the scenery outside the window. Come to Sisi and ask me what I am doing. I said humorously, "You can say that I am in a daze, or you can say that I am thinking." She said, "I thought you wanted to jump off a building!" " I feel dizzy. In fact, sometimes simply watching the scenery is also a way to relax. I saw a lot of people around my aunt who sold bean jelly in the street downstairs. I saw that the boss of potato stew rice had bean sprouts that I liked, and some people were working on the newly demolished construction site. The expression of this city is pure and natural in this corner, calm and calm. Has always been a gentle and harmless person. Therefore, there are only some girls' words to vent their youth, so that those sadness, loneliness and decadence linger at their fingertips. The dance in dreams is completed in those gorgeous words, and all the expectations and exile of youth are condensed in those touching stories. Hehe, it seems that if you want to get rid of the problem of piling up words, you can't change it, and you are more and more persistent. In a word, it's a beautiful day. Sunshine. Mother's Day is coming, and the streets and alleys are filled with the fragrance of carnations, as if waving to passers-by, "It's time to bless mom". There is a middle-aged woman beside her, staring at a carnation in a daze. Does she want her children to send her one? My eyes shone with the light of asking for credit, and my expression was the same as my mother's. I suddenly trembled: My mother and daughter have grown up so big that I have never sent you a flower.

In my childhood memory, I blame my mother because she didn't give me a warm and happy home and a happy childhood like other people's mothers. My mother is a typical professional woman. She keeps house diligently and methodically, but her mother has a bad hobby-nagging, so she and her father often quarrel. Maybe their marriage war started before I was born. As long as I can remember, my mind has been full of "smoke of war" and "chaos on the battlefield" How sensible I am, how can I judge people's color. I always clean up the battlefield afterwards and walk with tears in my eyes.

So, I formed a habit. Every time I hear loud talk or hawking, I feel inexplicable palpitations, thinking that my mother is nagging my parents to quarrel. This habit was slowly changed when I left home to study far away. So my dislike for her has been deeply rooted since I was a child. Naturally, every time she quarrels with her father, I will blame her inexplicably and ignore her in a rage.

I remember once, the night before I took the entrance exam, my father came home after drinking. As soon as I entered the door, I heard my mother shouting and cursing, and her voice was thrown very high. Father didn't wake up and insisted. A big war broke out inevitably, and cries, curses and fights filled the whole room with alcohol. My brother and sister cried and looked at the broken furniture all over the floor. I threw away the materials for preparing for the exam and shouted at my mother, "You are sick. When he is drunk, you know what you are arguing with him. You don't want a divorce. " My mother looked at me stupefied, with tears in the dim light, unkempt hair tilted to one side, and her mouth kept shaking, trying to say something, and her mouth was still stained with blood.

I couldn't stand it any longer and ran out without saying "I hate you". I live at my classmate's house.

4. Write my 400-word composition. Write my composition

I have big eyes and a small mouth. Some people say my mouth is smaller than my eyes. Although I look like this, I have great courage!

Once, Gao Jingxing and I went to the insect house to play. We saw many bugs, turtles and many novel animals. After playing for a while, I learned that there was an animal show, so I must go and see it! We hurried to the place where the performance had just begun. The first program is about snakes: a big snake as thick as my palm was carried onto the stage by the breeder. The snake's eyes were fixed on the audience, and many people trembled with fear. After a while, my uncle asked, "Does anyone want to touch this snake?" I raised my hand without hesitation. The uncle saw that I was the only one who raised his hand to let me go on stage. Uncle asked, "Are you afraid of snakes?" I replied loudly: "Not afraid!" Uncle asked again, "Have you touched a snake before?" "Touched!" I answered without thinking. At this point, the scene was in an uproar, and almost everyone was talking about it. Then I thought: What's there to be afraid of? The keeper must have trained it and pulled out its teeth, so it won't bite. Uncle said, "well, let the snake wrap around your neck!" " "Then, the snake slowly climbed up my neck, round and round. . . However, I am not afraid, because I have had such an experience before. It was on the snake island of Qiandao Lake, and a boa constrictor of about 20 kg also entangled me. My mother almost fainted with fear. When the snake is wrapped around my neck, I feel that the snake's skin is cold and rough.

After the snake wound several times, my uncle untied the snake from my neck and said, "This boy did a good job! Go back to your seat! " I got a lot of applause.

Today, I was lying in bed with my eyes half closed. Inadvertently, I saw something black on the wall. I thought: Could it be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and looked forward. Unexpectedly, it actually moved. Ah! It is really an "eight-legged freak"! I shouted in horror. You know, the insect I fear most is spiders, and this kind of spider is black and big, which is very scary.

Mother heard the crying and came over and asked, "What's the matter?" I stammered, "There are ... spiders here." Then she pointed to the spider on the wall. Who knows, my mother casually said, "What do I think? Isn't it spiders that make a fuss? It won't bite. What are you afraid of? " Say that finish and went out. I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times older than it! It can be pressed into patties with one finger. I think so, but my eyes are always fixed on the "eight-legged freak", fearing that it will climb into my crib. I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell. My heart thumped and I stared at the spider. I didn't expect it to swing in mid-air. It turned out that this spider was doing acrobatics with the silk it spit out. When it has played enough, it rises like a spring. I sighed, but fortunately I didn't fall into my bed. Alas, it is so.

I feel happy for myself. I didn't expect it to climb to my crib at a fast speed. I was taken aback. The joy just now has vanished, followed by the heartbeat of "drumming", but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling to my crib. I jumped out of bed and touched my "savior"-grandpa, who saw this scene and tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper in the path of the spider, waiting for it to "trap itself". I saw that spider really climbed up along the newspaper. Grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window and put the spider back into nature.

I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why didn't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders specialize in mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them. " I nodded and thought: you can't just look at the appearance of a thing. Only by knowing more cultural knowledge can we better protect and utilize them.

6. The composition is 400 words.

On February 7, 2003, Xiaoshan People's Hospital gave birth to a little boy, that is, me. As time goes on, I become more and more smart and lovely.

My nose is very sensitive. As long as I smell something delicious, my special functions will immediately attack, and my nostrils will move one by one, which often makes adults laugh. I have a pair of small single eyelid eyes, but I can turn them into double eyelids with a blink of an eye, which is also a special function of mine.

I am timid. I may have been scared by adults when I was a child, which led to the wind shadow shaking outside the window after dark, and I would hide under the bed in fear and stay still for a long time. In order to exercise my courage, I have joined two choirs now. Of course, my looks and harmony are also good. Every weekend of 636F7079E79FA5E98193313339663934, I go to the library and occasionally borrow some science fiction and horror books. I hope that in the long run, I will be brave and protect girls like a man when I grow up.

I also have many hobbies, and my favorite is playing games online. As long as I like the game, I can compete with my big brothers and sisters behind the screen within five minutes. I also like reading extracurricular books. Some famous Chinese and foreign works have reached my hands, which is really out of control. I will never give up until I finish watching them in one breath. On the dining table, on the bed, and even on the toilet, I am reading, but I am often lectured by adults. It seems that reasonable arrangement of time is what I need to pay attention to in the future.

I have a nickname "King of Nonsense". It's embarrassing to say, because my self-control is not high, I often talk nonsense in class, and I can't finish my final homework in time, which also bothers other students. I know this is my greatest weakness. A classmate said to me, "Chen Hanyang, if you can keep your mouth shut, the world will become quiet and your study will be better." Please, just make some contributions to mankind! " ! Hey! Although there was irony in the words, I deserved it. However, I will always remember this sentence to encourage myself.

This is me, Chen Hanyang from Class 305 of Hangzhou Xixing Experimental Primary School. I have a sensitive nose, am timid, have many hobbies and love to talk. I hope I can make more like-minded friends after correcting my shortcomings.

Comments: This is self-introduction. The article focuses on my "sensitive nose, timid, many hobbies, love to talk", and finally summarizes the full text. The full-text language is fluent and natural, which is a good exercise.

7. The 400-word composition of "Because of Me" is urgent. Because of me? Because ... so ... Writing should focus on the back, that is, writing about my influence on the surrounding environment or people around me, and writing about their relationship.

? "I" is a pronoun, not necessarily referring to the author himself. I can be anyone.

? A little flower? A young eagle? Telephone? "Trust" 2. The layout of the narrative is 1, and the so-called "linking points" means selecting several representative "points" and then playing them on that "point" to form a complete article through several "points". Because of me and my mother, the world is full of love; Because of the teacher, I have exploration and desire in my heart; Because there are friends, there is always laughter around.

Then, because I ... it was a spring afternoon, I was dizzy and came home with a head of sand from a sandstorm. "What did you do? I can't stay at home in such a strong wind. "

Dad came over and asked. "ah? Something is wrong! " I quickly hugged my bulging backpack and "transferred" it to my room.

This is my secret-recalling a few days ago, I accidentally opened my father's closet and was shocked: "There are so few clothes! Not even a quarter of mine ... "At this moment, I heard my father cooking in the kitchen again. Alas, my mother is far away, and my father is both father and mother. Growing up, I lived comfortably, but I couldn't even afford a dress myself ... "What kind of daughter are you? You don't even notice this! " I scolded myself severely, and an idea popped up ... So, I worked hard in the sandstorm for two hours and brought back the "secret" that made me complacent.

I can't help laughing. Suddenly, my father shouted, "Wait! What's in your bag? " Ah! ? Could it be that my "thief" was seen! "So what?" I couldn't escape, I was caught-so my father took it out of the bag ... "I wanted to surprise you, so I bought this shirt, and you ..." I didn't go on.

The light in my father's eyes was so dazzling that I almost burst into tears ... Later, every time my father put on a shirt that I "scoured" all over Xinjiekou, he boasted that "my daughter bought it!" I always giggle, and my heart is filled with endless sweetness. It is another cold winter.

I am very annoyed in my heart. Two good friends always quarrel. What should I do? As soon as I entered the classroom in the morning, I saw a face flushed with anger.

"You say, why is she always like this? Take me for what? Come here every day and don't even say hello ... "She swore at me. I can't help but sigh: "Why you? Worry about yourself with trifles every day, why not relax and let everyone be happy together! " Tell her the words slowly.

"I don't know what's wrong with me recently. It's always …" It's cold, but her face is redder. I couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry about trifles, be happy!" " "During the break, I leaned against the window and saw two girls crazy in the snow.

Their laughter is so clear and warm, even in this world of ice and snow, it is like a fire, warming my heart ... or that winter, I stepped on * * * and jumped into the heating to bake. It's cold all morning! In the afternoon, the school broadcast sounded: "Praise the students in Class Two, Grade Three, and help the school clean up the snow consciously ..." The head teacher asked blankly: "Who went to our class?" I tried to hold back my laughter and turned to watch teams of classmates running on the clean playground.

Who will feel cold in such a blue sky? Little by little, I slowly established my little world. Whenever I see the smiling faces of my family, friends and the world, I can't help laughing.

The world is so beautiful, because I am also smearing even a little bit! "What are you laughing at!" "Don't you think this kind of life always makes you want to laugh?" -Because of me! ? Note: a, points. Generally, it is advisable to use three, which will be more or less monotonous or boring.

The three "points" not only conform to people's reading, appreciation and aesthetic habits, but also make it easier to express what they want to express clearly. B, the connection between points.

Although choosing "point" is easier to write, it should be noted that the point is not irrelevant and should be an organic whole. Don't blindly choose points, so that the selected "points" have the function of "replacing faces with points".

C, each "point" should not only be interrelated, but also have their own characteristics. D, to grasp the "point", that is, the place that best reflects the center, and to describe it in depth, instead of keeping a "running account".

2. Memory method is to connect past experiences with immediate events, grasp the similarities between events and describe them, thus enriching the article and subliming the theme. Because I have a bright red fork, a heartbreaking score, reflected on the white test paper, dazzling red.

I once held my head high and found myself just an ordinary person, not as good as I thought. "There are so many people on earth, and there is no shortage of me.

Even if I die, the earth will keep turning. "Depressed, I think so, conveniently dig out a dusty book from my mother's bookshelf.

"When did you have such a book at home?" Before I could wipe the dust off the cover, I opened it in a panic and saw what was written inside. After a closer look, I realized that it was my mother's growth calendar that recorded all kinds of interesting things about me since I was a child.

What, cleaning for the New Year to earn money, getting into the washing machine and playing house. I don't remember most of these stories.

"Mom is so careful." I thought to myself.

I turned page after page, and a story reminded me of my childhood. It was in the summer when I was three years old.

At that time, my family lived in a bungalow in Little Wild Goose Pagoda in Xi. Because it is hot every day in summer, I installed a screen door in front of my bedroom, which is both ventilated and can prevent mosquitoes from entering and leaving. There needs to be a big yard from the bedroom to the kitchen, so always pay attention to closing the door when entering and leaving.

But I have a bad memory and always forget to close the door. So all summer, my father shouted at me in the yard, "Yue Yue! Get out.

8. The composition of my topic is 400 words.

This year, I stepped into the gate of No.2 Middle School in Xianggang and started my junior high school life. My junior high school life is very tense, which makes it difficult for me to keep up with his rhythm.

I am 12 years old, and I am a girl who loves to laugh and make friends. However, my former friends said I was forgetful and stupid. But are all silly girls cute? By the way, I forgot to mention that I am still very narcissistic, hee hee. Are there any girls who share my interests? We will be bosom friends.

Dad said, I am very delicate, maybe. I am an only child. Of course, I cling to my parents every day. I can't cry when I fall. I lay on the ground, waiting for my father to hug me. My mother said that I am willful, but I am not like this. Maybe I am another person at home! My classmates told me that I love to laugh, be humorous and have a dark belly. I don't think the description is very accurate. I am humorous and I love to laugh, but I am not black-bellied. When I see a beggar, I will kindly give her money. When I see garbage on the ground, I will pick it up and throw it into the trash can.

In the eyes of classmates, I am an outgoing girl, very lively and generous, but only those who know me know how fragile my heart is, and I don't want to be seen through by others. I always show others the happy side, but I will be tired if I am strong for a long time. At this time, how much do I need a good friend who can listen to me?

I am lonely, I am helpless, I am sad, I need the existence of friends, I need the comfort and friendship of friends, I can't live without you.

This is me, I need friendship; This is me, a joking me; This is me, stupid and stupid!

I learned how to write a 400-word composition, and I also learned how to cook.

I woke up this morning, got dressed and found my mother still sleeping. I didn't wake her up, just waiting for my mother to get up and cook. At this time, an idea flashed through my mind: I am ten years old and it is time to learn to cook.

I'll go to the kitchen and see what I can do. Looking for some mung beans, I remembered that my parents were very busy at work these days, and they had already got angry. Mung beans could get rid of the fire, so I decided to burn mung bean tea.

I took a small bowl, filled it with a bowl of mung beans, picked up the dirty things inside, washed them with water, filled half a pot of water in the rice cooker, poured the washed mung beans into the rice cooker, turned on the power, and put the rice cooker on the cooking stall to prepare for cooking.

What dishes are fried? Mom usually likes scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so make scrambled eggs with tomatoes! I took four eggs and two tomatoes first, and beat the eggs in a bowl like my mother. At this time, I was in trouble: I didn't know how much salt to put. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother usually only puts a little salt in scrambled eggs. I put a little as usual, stirred it and put it aside. I poured the oil into the pot, and before long, I heard the sound of "zi zi". So the oil is hot. I quickly poured the eggs into the pot, kept turning them over, broke them into pieces and poured them into the plate. At this time, I am relieved. When I went back to get the tomatoes, I found that the tomatoes had not been cut. I quickly picked up a knife to cut tomatoes. First I cut it on the chopping board, but I got a tomato juice on the chopping board. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother usually cuts it by hand, and I cut it carefully into the bowl as usual. After a while, I cut the tomatoes. I turned on the fire, and when the water in the pot dried up, I put a little oil in it. As soon as the oil smoked, I quickly poured the tomatoes into the pot, turned them over for a while, and then put the eggs back into the pot, adding Nande seasoning and monosodium glutamate. After stirring, I poured them into a plate, and a plate of delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes was ready.

I turned on the rice cooker and saw that the mung bean had "blossomed". I knew the mung bean tea was cooked, so I took them out and served them on the table to wake my mother.

Mom got up and saw the food on the table. She was surprised and asked, "Who did this?" "I succeeded!" I'm proud to say. "Really? My child has grown up and can cook! " I was flattered by my mother's praise.

I learned this meal bit by bit when I usually watched my mother cook. It seems that "attention is everywhere"! In the future, I will observe carefully everywhere in my study and life, pay attention everywhere and learn more knowledge.