1. We urgently need an essay that imitates "Fishing for the Iron Ox". It is an assignment for the third grade of elementary school. Two to three hundred words are sufficient. Waste

During the Song Dynasty, there was a flood in the Yellow River. The flood broke a pontoon bridge outside Hezhongfu City. The eight large iron oxen tied to the pontoon bridge on both sides of the river were also washed away by the flood and became stuck in the mud at the bottom of the river.

The flood has receded and the pontoon bridge will be rebuilt soon. But which strongman can lift such a heavy iron ox? People were talking about it, and a monk said: "Let me give it a try. The iron cows were washed away by the water, and I asked the water to bring them back."

The monk first asked someone familiar with water properties to dive in Under the water, I found out where the iron cow sank. He asked people to prepare two large wooden boats, which were filled with mud and sand, and slowly drove to the place where the Iron Ox sank. When the boat stopped, he asked someone to tie the two boats tightly side by side, build a frame with strong wood, and straddle the two boats. He also asked someone who was familiar with water properties to bring a thick rope to the bottom of the water, and tie one end of the rope firmly to the iron ox, and the other end of the rope to the shelf between the two big boats.

When the preparations were done, the monk asked the sailors to work together to shovel the sediment on the boat into the Yellow River. The mud in the boat gradually decreased, and the hull slowly floated upwards. The rope holding the iron bull became tighter and tighter, and the iron bull was pulled up from the mud bit by bit. The sediment on the boat was emptied, and the iron ox also left the bottom of the river. The monk asked the sailors to paddle hard, and the two big boats finally dragged the iron bull back to the shore.

The monk used the same method to drag back the big iron oxen one by one.

This monk’s name was Huai Bing and he was an outstanding engineer at that time.

Does this work? I hope it will be adopted. 2. What is the description of the buoyancy of water? The Yellow River flooded and broke a pontoon bridge outside Hezhongfu City. The eight large iron oxen on both sides of the Yellow River, which were used to tie the pontoon bridge, were also washed away by the flood and became trapped in the mud at the bottom of the river. The flood receded. , the pontoon bridge needs to be rebuilt. But the heavy iron oxen are stuck at the bottom of the river. Which strongman can pick them up one by one? People were talking about it, and a monk said: "Let me try. The iron cows were washed away by the water, and I asked the water to bring them back." The monk first asked someone familiar with water properties to dive to the bottom of the water and find out eight things. The iron ox sank somewhere. Then he asked people to prepare two large wooden boats with the cabins filled with sand and rowed to the place where the iron ox sank. When the boats stopped, he asked people to tie the two boats side by side. Tightly, use strong wood to build a frame and straddle the two boats. Then ask someone familiar with the water to bring a thick rope to the bottom of the water, tie one end of the rope firmly to the iron cow, and the other end of the rope. Tied to the rack between the two big boats. The preparations were done. The monk asked the sailors to work together to shovel all the sediment on the boat into the Yellow River. The sediment in the boat slowly decreased, and the hull slowly The ground floated upward, and the rope holding the iron ox became tighter and tighter. The boat relied on the buoyancy of the water to pull the iron ox up from the mud bit by bit. The mud on the boat was shoveled away, and the iron ox left the river. At the end, the monk was not in a hurry to get the iron ox into the boat. Instead, he asked the sailors to row the boat to the shore, and then let many people work together to drag the iron ox into the water. In this way, the monk He dragged eight heavy iron oxen back one by one. This monk was named Huai Bing, and he was an outstanding engineer at the time. 3. Write a composition about animals based on the first lesson text of third grade

Write a composition about small animals in third grade

Students, have you ever seen a talking bird with your own eyes? Have you ever seen a very brightly colored bird with your own eyes? Today, we have two "little guests" in our classroom - two parrots.

Parrots are very beautiful. They are small and exquisite, and the colors are very bright. The feathers on the head are like a gray-green turban, the feathers on the neck are like a golden scarf, the feathers on the back are like an emerald green coat, the feathers on the abdomen are like light green underwear, and the feathers on the tail are like a purple skirt. In the middle of its white eye circles, a pair of eyes are flexible and translucent, like two black pearls, shining with charming light. It also has a red, curved mouth. The claws are gray, and it relies on them to move around the walls of the cage.

The parrot sings loudly and loves to perch on the top of its nest with its companions. Sometimes they will "fly over the wall", sometimes perform "walking on the tightrope", and sometimes they will "step on the horizontal bar"! At this time, you must not scream, otherwise you will receive a sudden "invincible mandarin duck kick" from them!

However, you may not know that parrots around the world are on the verge of extinction. From now on, we will only see these beautiful parrots in pictures and stamps. We must love these two parrots and protect all birds! 4. A 300-word imitation of Li Guang’s essay about shooting a tiger in the eighth lesson of the second volume of the third grade Chinese language

When Guang was out hunting, he saw a stone in the grass. He thought he was a tiger and shot it, but the stone was missing. If you look at it, it is like a stone. If you shoot it again and again, you will never be able to re-enter the stone. When Guang heard about a tiger in the county where he lived, he shot it himself. Then he shot a tiger from Beiping on the right side. The tiger soared and injured Guang Guang, but Guang also killed it.

——Selected from "Historical Records: Biography of General Li Guang"

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Li Guang, a great general in the Han Dynasty, was highly skilled in martial arts and good at archery. The arrows he shot were always on target.

One night, Li Guang went out hunting. Due to the hazy moonlight, thick clouds and mist, and intertwined branches, he saw a stone hidden in the grass a few meters away as a ferocious crouching tiger.

Li Guang raised the bow without hesitation, put the arrow on the string, and pulled hard. He heard the bow make a "crack" sound and the string was stretched tightly. Li Guang held his breath and aimed at the target. As soon as he let go, the arrow flew towards the "tiger" at lightning speed. There was only a "pop" sound, and the arrow had hit the "tiger" without any bias. Li Guang quickly stepped forward to check and found that it was just a stone, not a tiger. But his arrowhead had been inserted deeply into the crack of the stone, and only the feathers of the arrow were still trembling in the wind. 5. What is the description of the buoyancy of water in the third-grade Chinese language lesson of fishing for iron ox in the second volume of the third grade?

The buoyancy of water. During the Song Dynasty, there was a flood in the Yellow River that broke through the river outside the city of Hezhongfu. A pontoon bridge. The eight large iron oxen on both sides of the Yellow River were used to tie the pontoon bridge. They were also washed away by the flood and got stuck in the mud at the bottom of the river. After the flood receded, the pontoon bridge had to be rebuilt. But the heavy iron oxen got stuck in the river. After all, which strong man can pick them up one by one? People were talking about it, and a monk said: "Let me try. The iron cows were washed away by the water, and I asked the water to bring them back." The monk first asked someone familiar with water properties to dive to the bottom of the water and find out eight things. The iron ox sank somewhere. Then he asked people to prepare two large wooden boats with the cabins filled with sand and rowed to the place where the iron ox sank. When the boats stopped, he asked people to tie the two boats side by side. Tightly, use strong wood to build a frame and straddle the two boats. Then ask someone familiar with the water to bring a thick rope to the bottom of the water, tie one end of the rope firmly to the iron cow, and the other end of the rope. Tied to the rack between the two big boats. The preparations were done. The monk asked the sailors to work together to shovel all the sediment on the boat into the Yellow River. The sediment in the boat slowly decreased, and the hull slowly The ground floated upward, and the rope holding the iron ox became tighter and tighter. The boat relied on the buoyancy of the water to pull the iron ox up from the mud bit by bit. The mud on the boat was shoveled away, and the iron ox left the river. At the end, the monk was not in a hurry to get the iron ox into the boat. Instead, he asked the sailors to row the boat to the shore, and then asked many people to work together to drag the iron ox into the water. In this way, the monk He dragged eight heavy iron oxen back one by one. This monk was named Huai Bing, and he was an outstanding engineer at the time. 6. Imitation of the composition "300 words" for the seventh lesson of Chinese language in the second volume of the third grade

In spring, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, and the flowers are blooming.

I like the pear blossoms in January and the Spring Festival in February, but I like the peach blossoms in March even more. How beautiful the peach blossoms are in March! In spring, the peach blossoms in my hometown are the most beautiful. The peach blossoms that grandma planted in the garden are so beautiful that it is indescribable.

That is vast beauty; that is unknown beauty. Just after a spring rain, the peach blossoms bloomed and their petals were all over the ground.

Walking into the Peach Garden, it smells of earth. It’s been a long time since I breathed such fresh air. Compared with the city streets, grandma’s Peach Garden is like a fairyland. It will make you intoxicated. Get addicted to it. The peach blossom has five petals. It is so pink. The petals are lighter in the middle and darker outside. They have a layered feeling from shallow to deep. It is so beautiful.

Not only people today like peach blossoms, but ancient people also like peach blossoms. Peach blossoms are written in many ancient poems, and peach blossoms are painted in many paintings. Peach blossom, peach blossom, how beloved are you? Look, there are still a few budding flowers in the garden. They are pink, and they look like little girls who are shy and don’t want to see people, but most of them are in bloom. They bloom very brightly, and they open up to show off the guests. Your own beauty.

Another gust of breeze blew a peach blossom down. The ground is so big, but it happened to fall on my hand. Take a closer look, and you will definitely find the difference: it is more beautiful; It's more colorful; it's more beautiful; it's more fragrant. A small peach blossom makes me indulge in it. Is this a kind of fate between me and peach blossom? Peach blossoms, peach blossoms... The peach blossoms in spring are the most beautiful; the peach blossoms in spring are the most fragrant; the peach blossoms in spring are the most worthy of people's praise and love.

How can I forget you, the peach blossoms of my hometown... 7. The third grade imitation essay is about 200 words

The white clouds are the collection of the blue sky, and their purity reveals the flawlessness of the blue sky; the stars are the collection of the night sky, and their twinkling reflects the light of the night sky; the waves are the sea My collection contains the surging waves of the sea... My bits and pieces of collection contain laughter and tears, perseverance and strength, youthfulness and immaturity, courage and strength.

I like to collect moods. Sadness, joy, pain, sorrow, melancholy...the moods are like beating notes, low and high intertwined, composing beautiful melodies.

Whenever the music plays, my mind will dance and go back to the past. I like collecting touching things.

A book, a song, a passage, a shot, or an action always moves me.

Every touch is connected together like a pearl, gently burying this touch deep in your heart.

I like to collect tranquility. When night falls, sit in front of the window and count the stars in the sky. Each one shines like a diamond. All the noise seems to be covered by this light, and everything is immersed in tranquility.

How pleasant it is to settle down in tranquility! I love collecting romance. Under the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard, gusts of wind pass by, and the petals rotate and dance, fluttering in the air. Looking from a distance, the beautiful cherry blossom rain of Ichitora Changangang Tatōbetsu Toba is slowly falling.

As a result, my heart followed the cherry blossom petals spinning in the air, experiencing the tiny joy that quickly heated up in the air. As time goes by, my collection grows more and more, and my memories become thicker and thicker like a book.

I like my collection because they bring me endless joy just like the flawless white clouds bring to the blue sky, the light the stars bring to the night sky, and the surging waves the waves bring to the sea. and endless reverie. 8. A 400-word composition imitating the first and fifth lessons of Chinese language in the second volume of the third grade

My favorite animal is a dog, which is Xiao Huang, the nurse in my father’s school. It has soft yellow fur on its body, which is clean and shiny. A pair of watery eyes, like two bright pearls rolling around, very flattering.

At first it didn’t recognize me. Once, my sister and I went to play in my father's school. It was very fierce to me. It rushed towards me and almost bit my foot. Fortunately, my sister protected me and it ran away. The next day, my father took me to school. Xiao Huang came running with his tail wagging. My father pointed at me and told him: This is one of our own. You must recognize it and don’t bite it again, okay? It looked at me, wagged its tail, sniffed my feet and walked away. That's how we got to know each other, and I gradually fell in love with it.

This dog is very affectionate to my dad. Every time it sees my dad, it will always run over, wrap around my dad’s feet and bark, as if to say: "Master, give me something to eat." "Dad said: "I forgot, I didn't bring it for you." It walked away unhappy. In fact, it was very affectionate to me. Once, it ran up to me and asked for food, so I had to give it the chicken legs I just bought. It devoured it and made a whining sound in its mouth. I told it, eat slowly and don't choke. After it finished eating the chicken legs, I played with it. It ran like the wind, and I couldn't catch up with it. Finally, it was waiting for me to play on the lawn.

It usually looks timid, but when it encounters strangers, it will scream and scare them away.

This is the kind of puppy I like, a lovable, conscientious puppy. 9. The composition for the third grade of primary school is to write fairy tales and ancient events based on clay pots and iron pots

Example

There are two pots in the king’s royal kitchen, one is pottery and the other is iron. The proud clay pot looked down upon the iron pot and often laughed at it.

"Do you dare to compete with me in beauty? You are so ugly!" Clay Pot asked arrogantly.

"I don't dare, brother Clay Pot." Iron Pot replied humbly.

"I knew you wouldn't dare, you ugly thing!" said the pot, with an even more contemptuous air.

"I really don't dare to compare with your beauty, but it's not that you are ugly." Iron Can argued, "We are born to hold things, not to compare our beauty. When it comes to holding things, I don't necessarily compare to you. Oh no, let’s talk about it..."

"Shut up!" Clay Pot was angry, "How dare you compare with me? Just wait. In a few days, you will become a puddle of water. I will always be here, not afraid of anything.

One night, the king asked me to bring over two jars. As soon as I got them, there was a ghostly cry in the distance, and I dropped the jar. Just run away.

The clay pot fell on