1. A little expert writes an essay

I am a little expert at housework

On Sunday, I was idle at home and tired of watching TV. I had an idea and thought: Can't I do all the housework? Just help mom wash the dishes!

Before washing the dishes, I prepared a bucket of water, two basins and a bottle of dish soap.

I started washing the dishes. I first poured some water from the bucket into the basin, poured some dishwashing liquid into the water, and then stirred the water in the basin with my hands. When you see the foam coming out, put the dirty bowl in, put the rag in your hand and wipe it vigorously, circle after circle, and do this for every bowl and plate. Then take all the chopsticks with both hands and rub them in the foam. When rubbing the chopsticks, the chopsticks made a happy cry, as if to say: "It feels so good to take a bath! It feels so good to take a bath!" I laughed happily after hearing this. The next step is to pour some water into another basin, put all the plates, chopsticks, and bowls in the basin to wash, and finally rinse them under the faucet, and finally wipe them clean with a dry rag.

My mother came over to wash the dishes and was surprised to see that the bowls were gone. I said to my mother: "I have washed all the dishes!" After hearing this, my mother praised me as a "little expert at housework"!

Composition: I am a little expert at housework

Some people like to read books, some people like to play games, some people like to watch TV... but my favorite is Do housework. Usually at home, I am proficient in mopping the floor, cleaning windows, cooking, and cooking...everything. Therefore, I am called a "little housework expert" by everyone. I am proud of having such a title, and secretly tell myself to keep working hard.

Today is Sunday, and I couldn’t help but start figuring out how to make dumplings again. First, I followed my mother's example and put the flour into the basin, poured some water on it, and started kneading the dough. Hey! Why is the flour stuck to your hands? It was still sticky. I carefully recalled the scene when my mother was making dumplings, and I thought: Did I put too much water? So, I tried to put some more flour in, and it really worked. The flour began to obey me. After kneading the flour, roll out the dumpling wrappers and start making dumplings! I put the stuffing in the middle of the dumpling wrappers and sealed them, not forgetting to add beautiful lace to them. One, two, three...the dumplings are ready! It’s time to cook. Seeing the dumplings made by myself look like fat babies with swollen bellies, I feel happy. It was ready to be taken out of the pot. Smelling the aroma, I kept swallowing my saliva and gently opened the lid of the pot. Ah! Why are my dumplings bursting with "belly"?

It turned out that I overstuffed the dumplings, which caused them to "indigest and burst their stomachs." Although this time it failed, I am a little expert at housework and there is no work to do. It stumps me, next time, I will definitely succeed! 2. The topic is based on the little expert around me writing a 200-word essay, fast, speed, urgent, thank you

Oval face, white skin, long eyebrows that are neither thick nor thin. With a pair of angry and bright eyes, this is the little talented person next to me - the painting master Han Ting.

Speaking of the talented people around me, they are really one after another. Young pianist Fan Youyuan, sportsman Wu Kai, erhu master Wu Bo, knowledge king Huang Yicheng... But the one I admire the most is the painting master Han Ting.

Her extraordinary painting skills are really hard to understand and startling at first sight. I really don’t know how her parents could give birth to a daughter with such a talent for painting? To be honest, I am afraid that none of the students in our class are dissatisfied with her.

She has won many awards for participating in the competition! If you don’t believe it, let me give you a rough report: Her ceramic works won the third prize in the national competition for primary and secondary school students, and her painting works won the second prize, third prize and excellence award in the country. Whenever in art class, Han Ting can express herself freely again. . You see, the two bears she drew in the art book were, I would say exaggerated, absolutely perfect.

Don’t think that just because she paints well, she paints slowly. In fact, Han Ting uses her two slender hands to draw very fast and well. You really don't believe it when you say it.

It was a Friday art class, and the students were still drawing seriously. Only a few students who usually didn’t draw seriously and were too quick went up to criticize. At this time, Han Ting stood up and blew the rubber scraps off the paper. Only then did I see clearly how complicated and beautiful the painting she painted was.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in my heart. 3. I am writing a composition

I am a lively, naughty, and trouble-making girl. I remember it was when I was in the third grade of elementary school. In the Chinese class, the teacher taught seriously and my classmates Everyone was listening attentively. I suddenly thought - what would happen if there was a strange scream? So I learned two cat meows below. The teacher heard it and asked sharply: "Who brought the cat to the classroom?" Suddenly someone said: "Teacher, it seems to be Ren Jianan." The teacher said: "Ren Jianan, Did you bring the cat?" I quickly said: "No, it's not me." The teacher continued to teach. After class, the teacher said: "Ren Jianan, come to the office." I admitted it to the teacher honestly. I made a mistake. The teacher gave me a severe lesson, which made me realize the serious consequences of making trouble in class. I was such a troublemaker, but since then, I have never made a mistake in class again, but I am naughty. My nature has not been corrected. I remember that summer, a heavy rain came and went in a hurry. After the rain, the sky cleared up and a rainbow hung high. I asked my mother to go outside to wade in the rain, and my mother hesitantly agreed. We My yard was plastered with cement, and the stagnant water was crystal clear. I stepped on the water hard with my bare feet, and laughed with the water splashing. Inadvertently, I fell and got soaked all over. I I was afraid that my mother would run away when she saw me. At this time, my mother came out. She couldn't help laughing when she saw my embarrassed appearance. Then she hurriedly pulled me up and went into the house to change my clothes. Look, I am such a naughty girl. .My mother often calls me a crazy girl, but I am used to it and don’t care. Although I am naughty and love making trouble, I also have many advantages. I am lively, informal, restrained, and love to make friends. It is a peaceful place. At night, I was watching the stars with a few friends. Suddenly I heard the sound of a cricket, so I went to look for it. I opened the stone and saw that there was a big cricket. I pounced and caught it. I was so happy. I shouted: "I caught it, I caught it..." When I got home, my mother said: "This girl is so powerful, she dares to catch anything." I am just an ordinary student, everyone knows my character, right? ! But I don’t want to change myself, I’m still me. 4. How to write a composition on I have a pair of hard-working little hands

I have a pair of hard-working little hands

Last time, I learned a text "Chubby Little Hands", which said There is a child whose little hands can help his family do many things. I also have a pair of hard-working little hands and can do many things.

My father was very tired when he came back from get off work. I used my little hands to rub his back. My father kept saying: "It feels so comfortable!" My mother was also very tired when she came back from get off work. I used my little hands to rub her feet. , my mother smiled from ear to ear and kissed my little face with joy. I also washed my grandma’s feet with my little hands, and grandma praised me for being so capable! I also used my little hands to serve rice to my grandpa. Grandpa smiled and said, "You are getting more and more capable." Look at what my little hands can do!

In the morning, my little hand holds a book to read early, and in the evening, my little hand holds a pencil to do my homework!

My little hands are becoming more and more diligent, and everyone in my family likes them.

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My findings

On Sunday, after I finished my homework, I picked up a watercolor pen to draw. Suddenly, I felt something crawling on my hand. When I took a look, it turned out to be a little ant. I observed it carefully: it had a pair of tentacles on its head and 6 legs. I put it on the table, and the little ant climbed onto a pencil. I accidentally dropped the pencil on the ground. I thought: The little ant will definitely fall to death. I hurriedly looked along the table and saw that it was not dead. What was going on? After finishing the painting, I grabbed a small ant and threw it down from a high place. The ant staggered to the ground. I looked at it carefully and found that it was unharmed. I couldn't think of it even after thinking about it.

I asked my knowledgeable mother, who smiled and said to me: "You can check the information!" "Yes, I can check "One Hundred Thousand Whys"." I finally found the answer. It turns out that ants weigh less. , when it falls from a high place, it will slowly fall with the wind in the air, so it will be safe and sound when it reaches the ground. I finally understood the truth. Life is full of mysteries as long as you observe it carefully.

My discovery

Last time, I came to the park to play, and suddenly I saw a blue dragonfly, which was hovering in the sky like a dexterous helicopter. Sometimes it flies straight up and sometimes it flies straight down. It is very clever. Maybe the dragonfly was tired from flying and stopped on the lawn to rest. I walked over and observed it carefully. I saw that the wings of this dragonfly were transparent with green veins on them. Its big bright eyes were so big that they took up half of its head. Its tail is brown and is segmented. Suddenly, I saw this dragonfly leave the lawn and fly towards a small puddle next to the road. It passed over the water, and small halos immediately appeared on the water, which was particularly beautiful. I looked at this little dragonfly, and suddenly I remembered what the teacher said in class: when a dragonfly touches water, it lays eggs. ah! I saw a dragonfly lay eggs with my own eyes. My heart is filled with joy. 6. A 500-word essay on the little calligraphy expert around you

The little calligraphy expert around you

She is a quiet little girl with a pair of eyes that are neither big nor small but very clever. , under the eyes is a delicate little nose, the lips under the nose are thin and red, like two dewy petals, the hair is black and translucent, very shiny, and the hair is always tied into a ponytail.

Although she doesn't talk much, hard-pen calligraphy is her specialty.

Once, I went to their house and saw her practicing calligraphy. Suddenly I remembered: She has been practicing calligraphy in the activity center for more than a semester, and I have never seen her practice calligraphy before. , let’s take a closer look this time. I found that when she was practicing calligraphy, she stared at the post intently, so seriously. The calligraphy she practiced looked like it was printed from a computer. The strokes were just right, neither light nor heavy, smooth and stretched, the length was right, the weight was clear, and the position and direction were accurate. "If there is any calligraphy competition, she will definitely get a good result if she participates!" I thought.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, Teacher After hearing this, the first thing that came to my mind was her, because she was a student who had practiced calligraphy in the activity center, so she had an advantage in this regard. So I immediately recommended her to the teacher, and the teacher agreed. After fierce competition, she and several other students in our class stood out and won the first prize! Our whole class is so happy for them!

Now, she specializes in practicing traditional Chinese characters in a calligraphy class. Every time she practices calligraphy, people feel that she has made progress. Because although her pen calligraphy is very good, she has never been proud. Instead, she finds her shortcomings in every practice and corrects them the next time she practices. It is because of her humble and serious character that she writes so beautifully with pen calligraphy.

Speaking of which, do you want to know who she is? Haha, let me tell you now! She is the little calligraphy expert in our class——XXX! 7. I can write a composition of less than 450 words with my hand

No matter how brave a person is, there will be times of despair

No matter how strong he is People also have times of vulnerability

Even the most confident people have times of inferiority

When your tired legs cross the threshold of success and failure; A station where people care about you; when your bleeding heart falls into the abyss of confusion; when your dedication turns into the bitter wind at midnight... What are you looking forward to? How I wish someone could wake me up from the darkness!

Teacher, do you still remember? When I, with your encouragement, timidly stood up from my seat and stammered to answer the question in full view of the public, you cast an encouraging look at me.

Teacher, do you still remember? After I answered the questions, your words "Not bad!", "I have made progress, but I still need to work hard!"... made me feel happy. I began to grow from low self-esteem to self-confidence, and began to talk freely regardless of the world. .

Teacher, do you still remember? When I am content with the status quo, too satisfied, and content with not making progress, thank you for waking up the dreamer with your words: There is a more beautiful scenery ahead, why should you be greedy for the wild flowers on the roadside and stop moving forward?

Teacher, do you still remember? When I thought I was a bow that was fully drawn and no longer had the ability to dig in, you reminded me again: Human potential is unlimited, work hard! Come on! You can definitely enjoy the more beautiful scenery ahead. I wish you good success and take further steps! 8. The composition I handwrite my heart is 600 words

I handwrite my heart

On an unknown hot afternoon during the summer vacation, I was in a small room that was not spacious but filled with books. Inside, in front of me is a desk filled with the remaining warmth of summer. I hold the pen that travels through time in my hand, constructing my own life state on a thick book.

Summer afternoons can easily add a complex and pale color to people's moods, and there is a kind of worry about constant cutting and chaos. So I longed to be in a quiet little attic, leaning against a moss-covered window sill, facing the stars in the sky alone, spreading the colors of a child's dream across the entire night sky, or turning it into a pen or a piece of paper*** We create words together, and there are no waves, no twists and turns, and no thick and boundless thoughts.

Those are the most innocent words under the faint glow of the moonlight. I saw them quietly, lying neatly on the snow-white letter paper exuding the fragrance of ink, waiting for me to write. The original intention they promised was to live in seclusion in some unknown corner of the small attic, where the sun could not reach. Then a kind of paleness and confusion suddenly sprouted, and I vaguely heard their whispers. , Frankly admit that this world lacks a warmth, and only staying in my long thoughts is the most ideal destination. Maybe I will never leave this destination in this life, and the forced farewell is because of my abandonment. But my eyes tell them that this will never happen and has never happened. 9. Making a handwritten newspaper composition

Our little reporters have a major task_-making a handwritten newspaper.

I was very happy. I also got the paper to make a handwritten newspaper. My mother and I discussed it for a long time before deciding how to make it. My mother and I made a draft on the computer and called it "Health News".

I searched online for health tips, sports tips, the origin of the name of influenza A (H1N1), etc., and then copied them down. When my mother saw it, she always felt something was wrong.

She said: "There are still some vivid paintings missing!" I slapped my head, realized it, opened the drawer, tore off a few stickers and put them on, not to mention how beautiful they were. I took a look, oh, there is no lace, it’s so ugly! I used a green pen to carefully draw strips of lace on the edges of the paper. They were green, healthy, and beautiful.

The title - "Health News" is difficult to write, it must be written beautifully. I can't write artistic calligraphy, so I will write italic calligraphy.

I wrote carefully, stroke by stroke, and finally it became beautiful. For the sake of beauty, I also "sacrificed" a plastic flower and glued it on it, like a clip art, refreshing and beautiful.

How about it, do you think it is beautiful? .