Who am I? Composition 1 "Really ugly". Yes, yes, the whole body is dry, the skin is red and wrinkled, and the two ends are pointed, which is a bit like medlar.
Early in the morning, I was awakened by the noise outside. When I opened my eyes, it turned out that several little guys were talking around me. Just thinking, a little guy grabbed me with both hands. I don't know whether it was out of curiosity or for what reason, he pressed me hard with his hands. This feeling is really hard. At this time, the little guy put me in front of his nose and smelled it. I really felt sucked in at that time. Don't tell me, such an ugly guy smells good! Several little guys next to me said, take turns sniffing me. After smelling it, they began to praise my fragrance again.
Haha, you should know who I am now! What? You don't know? Oh, you are so stupid. I am the famous Lycium barbarum!
At this moment, a voice said, "Let's put it in the water and have a look." Then I was thrown into a glass by a small hand.
Wow! How comfortable it is here! I can't help admiring where I just fell. Gradually, I became shriveled and wrinkled, and my body became tender and light from the original heavy. I feel like a jellyfish swimming in the sea, like a hibiscus floating in the water, and more like a red elf walking in the water.
Huh? It was underwater just now, but how did it come up again? Yeah, yeah, what's going on? I was awakened by the discussion just now, but I saw those little guys standing in front of the glass and talking about me. Oh, this guy is much uglier than before. Hearing this, I can't help being a little angry; Although I am ugly, I am also very useful.
There are many kinds of Lycium barbarum, all of which are treasures: fruits and leaves can be used as medicine, which has the effects of nourishing liver and moistening lung, tonifying deficiency and replenishing essence, clearing heart fire and calming nerves. Lycium barbarum has the characteristics of drought resistance and saline-alkali tolerance, so it is often the first choice in desert and saline-alkali land.
What happened? Have I made a great contribution to mankind? I hope you will like our Lycium barbarum family after reading the above information.
Who am I? I am an ordinary girl, tall and thin, with a ponytail, Korean flat bangs, a pair of modest eyes, long eyelashes, and a smooth little nose under my nose.
I don't have many hobbies. I like watching comics and TV. I like listening to music, especially rhythmic English songs; I like playing computer. My grades are average. Among my three subjects, English is the best, Chinese is average, and math is the worst. Because I am poor at math, my father calls me "little fool" all day! I don't like dressing myself up very much. I'm just casually wearing a nice dress. I often wear a pink coat, a school uniform, a yellow sweater, a pair of school uniform pants and a pair of light purple high-top shoes. Carrying a red and sky blue EXO backpack.
I have many nicknames, such as Wutong, Xiaotong, Sweet Cone and so on. People generally like to call me "cone". Because I especially like to eat cones in summer, everyone calls me "cone".
I am timid and often scared to death. Once, my brother and I came back from my grandfather's house. My brother deliberately pushed me into the door and turned off the leakage switch. I was scared out of my wits. I quickly pressed the switch to turn on the light, but there was no response. I'm even more scared. I quickly squatted down and cried. When my brother heard my cry, he turned on the leakage switch and came in to comfort me.
I love to laugh, and I often laugh until my stomach hurts. Once, my father told me a joke. At first, I was listless. After reading a sentence or two, I began to laugh. After reading the whole joke, I was already laughing my head off.
It's so obvious. Can you guess who I am?
Who am I? Composition 3 Who am I? I am me! No one in all corners of the country is the same, that is me!
I'm not too tall, and I'm of medium level in my class. Although I am not tall, I am far ahead in weight! However, it doesn't bother me.
I, like reading very much, often wander in the world of books. No matter what book I like, I can handle it! What 365 Nights, 100,000 Why, Happy Quiz ... I've read them all! Therefore, my knowledge can be compared with that of my father. However, I also have a bad reading habit: as long as I start reading, I won't give up eating, so I am criticized by my mother.
I have no patience to learn anything. I signed up for an electronic piano class, and after studying for two days, I found it boring. I signed up for the erhu, and after a week, I changed classes again. Why? Just because I think playing erhu is boring! Later, I held a parent-teacher meeting and saw that everyone else had special skills. I didn't, so I joined the class again. As a result, I learned a lot in my study class, but I still accomplished nothing in my skills.
Everyone around me likes to use the word "introversion" to evaluate me, but I don't think I do. But when I am wronged, tears are like water that opens the valve. But this is also a matter of meeting for a while.
I am careless and always forget everything. I suffered a lot because of my carelessness. Once, the dictation results came out, and I thought I could get 100. As a result, I wrote the word "draw a tiger according to a cat" as "draw a tiger according to a cat", which made me laugh and cry.
This is me, a insignificant ego, a free me.
By the way, I forgot to tell you, my name is Tian Shuzheng. Welcome to make friends with me!
Who am I? Composition 4 me, who am I?
The mirror said, "She is Yuan Shiya. She has a pair of black eyes and blue glasses. There is a high bridge of the nose under the eyes and a red mouth. She is neither too tall nor too short, that is, 1.33 meters. Although she is thin, she swims very fast. "
The book says, "She is a bookworm. She collects nutrition from books every day. There are so many books in her home that she can't put them on her desk! But she is still too few! She inside and outside the classroom, the children of the world, the sticky heart ... have all been read, and some have been damaged. She said that she reads quickly, and whenever she finishes reading a book, she will be very happy, because she knows some knowledge again! Look! How much she loves reading. "
The drawing board says, "She likes painting. I began to learn painting at the age of four, including watercolor painting, oil painting, gouache painting and sketch. All I can think about is his paintings. She put me by the wall, and I looked at the messy lines on the wall, and there were many colors of red, yellow and blue mixed together, alas! Poor wall. "
Grandma said, "She works very slowly. It takes 20 minutes to eat. If you hurry her, it may make her slower. 25 minutes, 30 minutes is possible! "
Mother said, "She is a little careless. Four of the 65,438+00 bowls were not cleaned. I have done 300 questions, and there are still 4 or 5 questions I haven't done ... It can be said that she is a big tiger. "
The teacher said, "She studies very well. She can get excellent grades in every exam, and she won the second place in the final exam of senior one! " She writes beautifully. I participated in two pen and ink competitions and won the third prize and the second prize respectively. Although I didn't win the prize in the first grade, I worked hard in the second and third grades. "
I said, "That's what I am!"
Who am I? The road of life is neither long nor short, because they have the same starting point and end point-life and death, but how to go this way depends on ourselves. Some people, like dazzling meteors, shine in a short life, although the aftertaste stays for a moment; Some people are like burning incense, a little ignition seems inconspicuous, but it can still be maintained; And how my life should develop, I am exploring.
Before, I always lived in the expectation of others. Others think it is a good thing, and I will try my best to achieve it. When others thought I shouldn't do it, I wisely avoided it. In the eyes of adults, I am a standard darling and a "Mr. Nice guy" among my classmates. At that time, I regarded the praise of adults and the gratitude of my classmates as spiritual food, which made me feel that it was meaningful to pay and sacrifice, so I was more and more eager to get the affirmation of others and forget myself.
With the growth of age and mind, I have more and more ideas, and gradually find myself tired of living in the eyes of others. What he thinks good and what I agree with are two different things. Why should I sacrifice my faith to satisfy the value of others? He has his life and I have my journey. We don't belong together. I am not someone else's painting, but my own drawing paper. Why not draw my own graffiti on it? Now I have a new direction in life, a new way of my own.
The orientation of "I" has been changing. When life enters a new stage or has a new understanding, I will reposition myself. Don't be afraid of change, because the only constant in the world is that everyone will change, and because of these changes, we can know ourselves better and understand "who I am" better!
Who am I? I am a third-grade pupil, and I am 10 years old this year. I have a chubby, round face and big eyes. I am lively and cheerful, and often play with my classmates. He has a wide range of hobbies and has participated in interest classes such as Go, vocal music, calligraphy and roller skating. Classes are held every weekend, and it is windy and rainy, and it never stops. Although it is difficult, I insist.
Among them, I like Go best, because Mr. Feng said that people who learn Go are very smart. Every move in the next step must be carefully thought out, which is very helpful to improve thinking ability.
I have been learning Go for almost two years, and now my level is 1. Once, I went to see Mr. Feng for a Go class. Teacher Feng arranged for me to play chess with him. He is the second best and I am the third best. At first, because of good layout, it gained the upper hand. Gradually, my fighting capacity weakened, and I was already at a disadvantage by the middle of the game! Seeing that my territory was broken by Gao Zhiyuan piece by piece, I was extremely anxious and thought: What should I do if I lose another game? At this time, I remembered that Mr. Feng told me that no matter what happens when playing chess, don't panic and be calm. I took a deep breath, adjusted my mood, thought carefully, took every step, and gradually saved the situation. Later, I finished playing, played well and won! Teacher Feng praised me for my great progress and made me very happy. Before I played chess with Gao Zhiyuan, he asked me to play four games of chess, but I still lost. This time, I only let the third one, but I won, which shows that my level has really improved a lot.
Speaking of which, have you guessed who I am? Yes! I am Luo, a lively and cheerful little boy, looking forward to making friends with you!
Who am I? Everyone has his own personality, everyone is a unique member, and I am no exception. Guess who I am?
According to the teacher, I am an introverted person, and I don't talk much at ordinary times, which is naturally the case in class. But because of my good grades, some teachers won't let me answer questions until the critical moment.
Even so, in my opinion, I am also a main force to break the deadlock in class.
Once in a Chinese class, Teacher Ling asked us a question, that is, let us summarize the five stories of the protagonist in concise language. As soon as I spoke, I thought those tender little hands would be raised immediately, but after a long time, no one raised their hands. The seemingly quiet atmosphere in the classroom is essentially deadlocked, embarrassing the teachers and confusing the students.
I waited quietly, but I also thought quickly ... for a long time, I raised my right hand in front of the public-I summed up the first story perfectly. Then I saw that no one answered, so I summed up the second story. Therefore, both teachers and classmates cast admiring eyes on me. After that, other students raised their right hands as I inspired them. ...
This is just a small feature of me. I also have many specialties, such as playing chess and running.
Speaking of not playing chess, I can always think of the back game of the school chess king in the fourth grade. In that game, I played super well, and beat the senior chess team masters one after another and won the first place in the senior men's group (grades three to six are senior). This makes me feel a little incredible, and it is another honor since I entered the competition.
Some time ago, there was the first Peixin Chess League. Although I only got the sixth place, it also contained a lot of gold. That competition won me the first trophy in the school-level competition. Counting the "grand prize" stored at home, there are already 7 trophies and 1 gold medal.
As for running, it is because my figure is always indispensable in every sports meeting, and I have made some small achievements and won some honors for my class.
Everyone has his uniqueness. If you want to know more about my story, stay tuned!
Who am I? I have a mirror in my hand. I looked in the mirror and found a man in it.
I asked the man in the mirror, "Who are you?"
The man in the mirror asked me, "Who are you?"
I replied, "I am who I am. I come from the earth, China, Asia, Xi and Shaanxi. I am a boy, aged 13, a teenager. "
I picked up the mirror again and he appeared again.
I asked me in the mirror; "Where are you from?"
He added, "Where are you from?"
"I come from nature. My parents brought me to nature to raise me and let me grow up gradually. So I want to repay them for their kindness to me. "
I picked up the mirror again.
I asked in the mirror, "How are you going to complete your life journey?"
"I must learn to think first. What is the meaning of life? What is the value? What is happiness? "
"I want to know how to learn, because the world is a sea of knowledge, and technology and knowledge are waiting for me to learn and explore."
"I want to know more about labor and creation. Because only labor can make my life complete and make me more diligent. Only creation can make my life faster and more convenient. "
"In addition to these three items, there is the last item and the more important one-gratitude. Without it, my life is like a rocket, which can't be launched because of the lack of important parts. I want to repay my parents for raising me, study hard and get up and study. "
I picked up the mirror again and looked at myself in the mirror.
He said to me: "Spring has come, and seeds are looking for land, taking root, flowering and bearing fruit. To complete its life journey, you have to fight for your life! "
So, I came out in the spring. I am a seed, looking for my land and completing my life journey.
Who am I? Hello, everyone, I have two dark circles and black and white hair ... who am I? Maybe I haven't finished, as you have guessed, I am the national treasure of China-the giant panda.
My hometown is in that village-Wolong, Sichuan. We pandas love to eat bamboo, which is known to many people, but what kind of bamboo do we like to eat? Chimonobambusa? Hairy bamboo? Or arhat bamboo? Hahaha! It's all wrong Our favorite food is bamboo. Because our intestines are short, there is a little smell of grass in our poop! If we show our poop to foreigners, foreigners who have never seen it may think it is an unknown treasure!
From birth to adulthood, our weight changes greatly. When we were born, we were only as big as mice, shiny and hairless; Although we giant pandas can have two baby pandas at a time, because of our bloated body and inconvenient movement, we can only reluctantly give up one of them, but now our good friend human beings can help us raise them together.
During the period of "love", our courtship methods can also be described as varied. Some roll over on the ground, some sing love songs, but most of them fight with the same sex, so that their favorite female pandas can witness their strength and believe that they have the ability to protect them.
I am a giant panda, and people like it at once. I am a slow giant panda, a giant panda who loves bamboo, and a giant panda who fights during courtship. Will you like me?
Who am I Composition 10 "Who am I?" I believe this is not only my problem, but also everyone's problem in this world.
Where is the land I come from? Where should we go? What was I born for? Why did you die? There is no answer to this question. Since ancient times, many sages and Buddhists have been looking for this answer, but have they got the answer? No, even if there is, people who know it have crossed the void. I have the habit of watching the news every morning. Newspapers can not only let me quickly browse the major events that happened today, but also get information and tracks about the pulse of society.
However, I saw "Who am I?" This report has aroused my great interest. We all know that we are from our mother's belly, but are we "conscious"? Why do we think? Why can you have your own emotions? The newspaper reported that this is because everyone grew up in different environments and was affected differently, so everyone has their own unique personality and way of thinking.
Then who am I? What was I born for? Why did you die? I think it's because of existence. When we ask this question, it is because we exist that we can ask this question. Because we exist, we can think. Because we can think, we can judge our own value.
"I think therefore I am", I think, because I exist, because I exist, so I am me. I like philosophy very much, and my father wants me to be a philosopher in the future. Philosophy can make me think, whether it is heaven, earth or people, and because I can think, I realize the connection between the world and me.
If you look back at what I just said, you can actually analyze it from the perspective of "existence"
Anyway, the answer I got was "I am who I am". What about you? Who are you? What were you born for? Why did you die?
Who am I writing 1 1 Saturday morning? My mother woke me up early. I am so sleepy that I can't open my eyes. As soon as I stood up in a daze, she handed me two stools and a bag and told me to send it to my aunt's house for lunch. My mother gave me another dollar and fifty cents and said, "Eat on the way. Don't go home after dinner. Go to an English class to learn English. "
I washed my face quickly, and accidentally found that my mother was also giving money to my sister Mamun for dinner. I see it clearly. It's two dollars!
On Friday night, Ma Meng and I both went home to sleep after dinner. I feel hot and thirsty in the middle of the night and want to drink water. I just opened the door and saw my mother coming with a bowl of water. I thought my mom gave it to me. How did my mother know I was thirsty? Who thought that my mother didn't even look at me, so she sent it to Ma Meng with water. I was so unhappy that I didn't fall asleep until dawn.
I grew up in my aunt's parents. Sister-in-law, Second Aunt and Third Aunt ............................................................................................................................................................... didn't return to my parents until I was seven years old. My sixth aunt once said to me, "You and your son Viagra both picked it up. I picked up your Viagra, and you were picked up by your mother. " Every day when I comb my hair, I always think in the mirror that I look the most like my son Viagra, probably born to my sixth aunt. Why else don't I look like my parents?
At home at ordinary times, my parents love Ma Meng the most, and give her everything delicious and delicious, as well as good clothes. I will only be criticized all day. I really want to ask my mother: Who am I? Please tell me, am I your own son?
Who am I writing 12? He likes reciting poems and sometimes blurts out one. Why, the drum set is well played and has a strong sense of rhythm, which makes people feel refreshed; His calligraphy works are generous and powerful.
He is an out-and-out bookworm, and has made an unwritten rule for himself: before going to bed every day, he must read and smell the book, and never sleep without reading.
Once, behind his mother's back, he put the book in his crotch, sneaked into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, looking as if he were crazy. Seeing the happy plot, the corners of the mouth rose slightly; I frowned when I saw the sad lens; Seeing the angry chapter, I couldn't help cursing in a low voice. ...
Surprisingly, he was so absorbed in reading that he couldn't help laughing when he came across a link that he thought was the funniest. Mother followed the sound, with a swish, the door opened! Seeing this, he stammered, "Mom, I ... How did you ..." His mother paused and said to him, "Didn't you say you had to go to the toilet? Why are you reading again? Don't read it in the future! " He had to smile at his mother, stick out his long tongue, make a face and avoid a bullet!
Gold is not enough, no one is perfect. He also has shortcomings, such as bad temper. On one occasion, his mother asked him to climb a mountain to keep fit. Hearing this, he stamped his feet in anger and pursed his lips and muttered, "I'm not going!" " I'm not going! Climbing, climbing, climbing all the time, there must be something more fun in life than climbing! Can't you take a walk in the park? Going to the river, walking, walking, isn't it also a kind of exercise? "After all, his arm can't twist his thigh, so he can only drag the mountain abruptly!
Have you guessed who he is? He is me-? Does Ben have dimples when he is tall and fat? !
Who am I? Composition 13 who am I? I am the son of my parents, a relative of my relatives, a friend of my friends, a classmate of my classmates, and a colleague of my colleagues.
Where am I? I am on the earth, a water blue planet, in China, a place that accounts for 1.88% of the earth. In Beijing, the so-called capital of China.
But I still don't understand who I am and where I am. I have many identities, but I don't know myself. I want to be a good son of my parents and be kind to every relative and friend. We should get along well with our classmates and colleagues. This is me, but why am I not happy at all?
Under the dark night sky, my eyes can't see through the endless night sky, and my heart is always filled with a feeling of incomprehension. I want to see myself through this endless darkness, see myself clearly, and find out who I am and why I am standing here. In the end, I realized my smallness. Under the limited starry sky, the shining light of the Milky Way is distant and strange.
God smiles when human beings think. These questions may never be understood. The progress of mankind is blocked in the infinite universe and the infinitely small DNA. People try to understand every moment of the stars in the sky and want to know where people come from or where there are our kind. In the vast starry sky, people seem too lonely, and the road in the starry sky is too far. It is impossible for human beings to go out of the galaxy to find their friends. Some people like to go out, others want to come in and explore the secrets of mankind. Why do people get old, cry, laugh, be happy and sad? There are too many reasons why people need to explore.
Maybe now God has smiled. Let God laugh. I just want to make my life simpler, happier and happier. I am who I am, but I still don't understand who I am, where I am and where I want to go.
Who am I? 14 in the morning, an alarm clock sounded in the silent room, which was very abrupt. I pressed the switch impatiently and began to dress very mechanically. After dressing and washing, my mind is still not clear, and my mind keeps flashing with questions. Who am I? But I have no time to think about it. My body reacted instinctively. I took my bag and walked to the door.
As soon as I walked out of the door, I heard a voice across the hall. I looked up and saw a man standing in front of me. Is it a neighbor? I stared at him for a while. The man turned around and saw me looking at him. He paused, but obviously he didn't know him. He turned away without saying hello? I'm a little confused.
I continued to go downstairs mechanically, and there were so many people before I got to the bus stop. The bus came. I was just about to walk to the door, but I immediately found that there were many people around. How could I do anything? I was sandwiched between a group of people and slowly moved to the door. When I got to the door, I seemed to feel out of breath. I saw people scrambling to squeeze into the car door and finally got on the bus. It took ten minutes. Actually, it's just a matter of waiting in line for two minutes. I think so, but I don't feel unhappy. This is a natural thing.
The car stopped in front of a skyscraper, and my intuition told me it was time to get off. People on the road are in a hurry. I took people into the building again, walked all the way to an office, sat down at a desk, turned on the computer and started working, but I didn't understand why all this was so familiar. After a while, there was a buzz behind him: "Hey, did you see that XXX today?" The clothes she wears are so ugly ... ""I heard that XXX ... "It makes people dizzy. Have they nothing to do? There's still time for gossip.
One day passed, and I embarked on a difficult way home.
After getting off the bus, I walked on the street home. Under the street lamp, I saw my long, lonely shadow on the ground. I smiled. Who am I?
I am just a numb person, a numb person in the fast-paced modern life. ...
Who am I? Composition 15 in the eyes of different people, I am different and show different personalities.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning dimly penetrated into the room, and a pair of big hands shook me from side to side across the quilt. Get up! I wrapped the quilt tightly, turned around, rolled deeper into the quilt and closed my eyes. The warm place has been replaced by the cold feeling, which stings from the back and spreads to the head like a sobering agent. I was wrong when I woke up in the middle, but this didn't stop the erosion of sleep, and my eyelids stuck together.
Get up! Mother felt like a melon, first flapping left and right in the quilt, passing through a cold wind, and then-then my feet. Whoosh-I'm slipping, and my messy hair is quickly hooked and straightened by the friction between my back and the sheets, which hurts. Those hands held my feet like warm babies, cold as ice, and experienced despair.
I just can't afford it! I lay by the bed and hung on the ground. I stole a look at my helpless mother through my messy hair. Still can't sleep.
How can you be such a scoundrel? I heard her walking away in slippers.
I grabbed my hair and sat up reluctantly. But I still don't want to wake up.
Mom!-Help me with my clothes! My cry came from my throat and my eyes trembled slightly.
Knock, knock-the sound of slippers kicking flooded into my ears. First it passed me and disappeared, then, poof-clothes covered my face. Where are the socks? I'm still indifferent. I'm happy ... to guide others.
How lazy! She let out a yell and stormed out again.
Maybe, I have a little! I keep it in my heart.
When someone asks me who I am in the future, I should answer like this: I'm lazy and I'm a rogue.