『一』A 400-word essay on the story of me and books

I love reading and am an out-and-out "little bookworm". Books are my best friends. It has taught me a lot of knowledge and made my life rich and colorful.

When I was more than two years old, I was still illiterate. My happiest time was when my mother told me stories every day. I had to listen to them three or four times before I gave up. Therefore, I became attached to books. There was an indissoluble bond. "The Story of Dudu Bear", the honest and cute Dudu Bear in it taught me how to be a good child. I never make any noise when listening to stories. I sit down for an hour or two, completely immersed in the ocean of books. I once felt happy because of the happy ending of the fairy tale, and I once shed tears because of the tragic fate of the protagonist. The beautiful and kind-hearted Snow White, the smart and lovely Little Red Riding Hood, the hard-working Cinderella...these characters are all deeply imprinted in my mind and cannot be forgotten.

As I got older, I was no longer satisfied with listening to others telling stories, and began to explore the mysteries in books myself. I started to recognize Chinese characters and learn pinyin. I bought many books with phonetic notations, and then I couldn’t wait to swim in the ocean of books.

Later I went to school and learned a lot of words. I loved to read all kinds of books. I learned a lot from "Five Thousand Years of China" and "One Hundred Thousand Whys", and also read composition-related books. In books, I have accumulated a lot of good words and sentences. If I think they are good, I will excerpt them. Sometimes when I encounter a word I don’t understand, I just look it up in the dictionary. While others were playing, I ran to the bookstore, dived into the pile of books, and bought a good book when I saw it. Sometimes I borrow some books from friends and relatives. I heard that the school library can borrow books for free. I was so happy that I went to borrow them every Wednesday. I think the reason why I study well now is because I have read a lot of books.

Once, I heard that there was a book called "The Naughty Little Horse Tiao" that was very good, so I asked a friend to borrow it. After reading it, I felt that it was not enough, so I bought another book. In this way, I almost finished reading the entire set of "The Naughty Bao Ma Xiaotiao".

Now, books have become an indispensable part of my life. Even though I am very busy with studies, I still take time to read. Sometimes I even dream that I am roaming in the sea of ??books. From "The Story of Dudu Bear" to "Grimm's Fairy Tales", from "One Hundred Thousand Whys" to "Five Thousand Years of China", from "Journey to the West" to "A Dream of Red Mansions", and "Around the World in Eighty Days" , "The Secret of the Treasure Gourd" and so on. There are already many books in my bookcase, and each book is neatly placed on the shelf. I regard them as the apple of my eye. They are well preserved and each book is wrapped in a book cover. Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I just pick up a book and read it, and I can read it with gusto.

There are many more stories about me and books, and I can’t tell them all...

"II" A 400-word essay on the story between me and computers

Me and Computer story. Computers and I have an endless love affair and endless grievances. Sometimes we are good friends, sometimes we are sworn enemies.

Let’s first talk about my “love affair” with computers!

For a while, I had a lot of homework, and my mother was very focused on my studies. Every day, I either had to solve the Mathematical Olympiad selections or read hundreds of articles. I was "in the Cao camp but in the Han Dynasty". Although I was doing the questions, I was looking at the computer intently, and after a while I became dazed. Until my mother opened the door and came in. "Why did you only write two questions, huh?" Mom asked me sternly.

However, I couldn't hide it from my careful mother. She asked me: "Do you want to play on the computer?" I nodded and begged: "Mommy, my "Cat City" is You’ve read two chapters, please let me finish.” My mother refused flatly: “No, it’s a critical moment for you to study. Besides, looking at the computer affects your eyesight. You’d better do it quickly!” You are not allowed to sleep until you finish ten questions!" I had no choice but to go back to the table to do the questions dejectedly.

In order to have more time to play with the computer. Later, I took the reading and Mathematical Olympiad to my grandma’s house and did it at noon while waiting for my sister to eat. I tried to finish my homework at school. He went home and "gloriously announced" to his mother and showed great courtesy to her. Mom immediately saw through my mind. Said: "You little devil, what are your intentions? Tell me." I could only tell my mother exactly what I thought.

My mother remained silent at first, but then she couldn't stand my constant pressure and finally her conscience showed up. So, I rushed to the computer and "hugged and kissed" it. At this moment, I feel extremely excited.

However, sometimes, I hate computers.

Once, when I was sending a message to my classmates on QQ, my computer suddenly "knotted". I pressed the keyboard furiously and finally recovered. I saw a message sent from her: "Your typing speed is too slow!" 5555555, 5 is really a dumb person eating coptis - I can't tell you the pain!

Another time, I was reading "Fortress Besieged" by Qian Zhongshu online. Just when I was about to get to the exciting part, I heard a "ding" sound, and a frame popped up, covering the part I wanted to see. There is a red circle with white crosses on the frame, which says that there was a problem with the system management, and then it crashed. I was furious and at a loss. Because I am a complete novice when it comes to computer system management. So I had to press the keyboard wildly, smash the mouse wildly, and curse the unsatisfactory thing - the computer. When my sister who was playing nearby saw me like this, she yelled, "Sister, I'm having a big nervous attack!" which made me so embarrassed. At that time, I really wanted to punch this little villain in the ***.

The computer is not only a good helper for my study, but also a good tool for communication between me and my classmates, but sometimes it is the trigger of the "war" between me and my mother. While it brings me happiness, it also adds a lot of trouble, but to be honest, I really can't live without this happy friend.

『三』A 400-word essay on the story of XX and me

The story of me and famous books

I have loved reading books since I was a child. I especially love China’s four great classics. I have experienced Zhuge Liang’s wit, Wu Song’s bravery, and Sun Wukong’s magical powers. No matter how many times I read the classics, I never get tired of them. This time, I walked into the classics again.

I walked into Journey to the West and saw the arrogance of Sun Wukong when he caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace. He immobilized the seven fairies and ate all the peaches in the peach forest. He ran to the Heavenly Palace and disrupted the Queen Mother’s peach party. Drinking immortal wine, eating the elixir of the Supreme Laojun, stealing fruits, and pointing the wrong way to the immortals. I thought of myself littering at home, leaving things indiscriminately, and buying things indiscriminately. When I saw my mother’s angry face like the Queen Mother, I couldn’t help but tremble. For a moment. I continued to read and saw that Sun Wukong "defeated the White Bone Demon three times", protected his master and fought monsters again and again, and sometimes got into trouble with the master and got angry. I admired Wukong for his perseverance in fighting monsters, and I was also moved by Wukong's stubbornness. Ashamed, think about it, isn’t this just a living me? When doing homework, I never said "I don't know" about homework, which made me smile proudly. However, my mother was sad and even cried because of big and small things. I lowered my head again. I followed Sun Wukong to ask Guanyin Bodhisattva to help eliminate demons, went to the monster cave to fight demons and eliminate demons, and went to Huaguo Mountain with Sun Wukong to drink from the spring, collect mountain flowers, and look for tree fruits...

Finally, Journey to the West The four masters and disciples in the story experienced ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships, fighting the red boy, borrowing a banana fan, outsmarting a spider spirit, etc., and obtained the true scriptures and became Buddhas.

Think about it again, the Monkey King in Journey to the West is my substitute. The master is like my mother. I accompany my mother, and my mother teaches me knowledge. Sometimes my stubborn Monkey King has to quarrel with the master. , which made the master heartbroken, but I didn’t know it. This "Journey to the West" expresses my inner feelings and lets me know that if I learn how Sun Wukong persists in fighting monsters and be loyal to the "master", victory is ahead.

Classics are my guides, guiding me to the right path. Classics help me learn how to be a person and deal with things. Classics are my good teachers and helpful friends, and the best cleanser when my mind is "sick"!

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"四" A 400-word essay on my story with books

My story with books

Books are the ladder of human progress. There is an old saying: "Books have their own houses of gold, and books have their own beauty like jade." Books are the food of the human spirit. In the book, I once competed with the poet Li Bai on hundreds of poems; with Fan Zhongyan and others, I "worried about the worries of the world first, and rejoiced after the happiness of the world." It made me happy and missed Shu, and it also made me realize that "suddenly looking back, that person was The artistic conception in a dimly lit place. "Therefore, I have had an indissoluble bond with books since I was a child.

I remember one time, my "addiction" to reading broke out again. I asked my mother to take me to the bookstore to read, and my mother agreed. When I arrived at the bookstore, I immediately became excited. These were all famous foreign works, all of which were my favorite. I randomly picked a book called "War and Peace" and read it with relish. My concept of time has been stuck in the book. At this time, I feel "isolated" from the world. Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of me, I don't know what happened. All I could think about was the content of the book. At this time, I share joy and sorrow with the protagonist, laugh at the shameful people, sympathize with the suffering people, commune with the author, and experience the vicissitudes of the world with the author... Mom said: "You have been reading for almost two hours. "I have to go home and cook." "Mom, let me watch for another ten minutes!" I said to my mother sincerely. "You nerd, it's already late. After dinner, mom will come to see you!" There was no other way, so I reluctantly put down the "baby" in my hands and went home with my mom.

Another time, I went to the school library to borrow books. As soon as the door opened, I rushed up and took the famous Chinese history book - "Historical Records" from the shelf. It was written by Sima Qian, a writer in the Western Han Dynasty. The whole book weighed four or five kilograms. I put it on the table and read it with relish. Because some of the text is ancient Chinese, I don't understand some parts. I took out the pen and paper from my schoolbag and wrote it down. Time passed in a blink of an eye, and the teacher in the library announced that it was closing. I quickly packed my schoolbag, picked up the book and walked out. "Wait, classmate, why did you take the book away with you?" I...I...I don't know why, maybe I was fascinated by it! I felt very embarrassed. I quickly put the book back where it was and apologized to the teacher in the library.

Reading has become an indispensable part of my life. It is true that "the book in the dream is used as a pillow, and the mountain is used as breakfast." How many mornings with the rising sun, how many stars in the sky At night, I was soaring in this sea of ??books. It is the book that broadens my horizons and increases my knowledge; it is the book that allows me to find the compass for losing myself; it is the book that allows me to obtain spiritual nutrition and let me grow slowly in learning; it is the book that has changed my life... < /p>

"Wu" A 400-word composition on the story of "Wu" and me

Once upon a time, there was a bird's nest in a tree, where mother bird and baby bird lived, and they lived happily. However, a few days later, the baby bird was playing in the tree and was caught by a little boy and brought home. When the mother bird came back from looking for food, she saw that her beloved baby was missing, so she shouted: "Baby" , Baby, where are you? Mom is back." The mother bird was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but she couldn't find the baby bird. The mother bird returned to her nest frustrated.

The baby bird was brought into a place that looked very good. The little boy found a cage, locked up the baby bird, and fed it mineral water and fine rice and bugs every day. The baby bird felt very good and comfortable. However, after a few days, it felt impatient and wanted to spread its wings and fly freely. So, it said to the little boy: "Can you let me go?" go out. The little boy asked doubtfully: "You don't have to go out to find food every day, and you don't have to be beaten by the wind and rain outside. You have clothes to stretch out your hands and food to open your mouth every day. That's great. Why go out?" "After that, he left. The baby bird was very disappointed.

The next day, the baby bird finally couldn't bear it anymore and banged the door of the cage hard. The little boy heard the banging sound and left. He came over and saw that it was the baby bird. At this time, the baby bird begged: "Please let me out, I want to be free, I want to go home, and I want my mother." "When the little boy saw the bird like this, he thought: Yes, the bird is the spirit of nature. I shouldn't put it in a cage. The bird belongs to nature and should be free in the vast sky. Soaring. So he opened the door of the cage and let the bird fly. The bird spread its wings and flew up.

"Lu" Composition about me and my mobile phone. 400-word essay on story

As modern human beings develop science and technology, books are gradually becoming more and more popular. From philosophy books to comic books, there are many different kinds. Therefore, there will be many book lovers to buy them. Books, and I am one of them.

I love reading, because books can cultivate people's hearts. When I swim in the mysterious ocean of knowledge, wonderful and wonderful stories, touching novels that make people cry, and awe-inspiring heroes make me think. Lian Lian is like drinking wine, intoxicated in it. After waking up, I couldn't help but have endless aftertaste of the "good wine" I just had.

I love reading so much that I want to spend all my sleeping time reading. Even when I go to the toilet, I never miss a moment and always hold a book. No matter how much my parents scolded me, I wouldn't listen, so they had no choice but to let me do it.

I remember that time, I just bought the book. After finishing my homework, I fell on the bed and started reading with relish. Ring, ring,... the alarm clock rang, hinting to me: it's half past nine, it's time to go to bed. I put down the book reluctantly, and while my parents were brushing my teeth, I ran to the living room, took out the flashlight, and quietly returned to the room. My parents went into the room to sleep. I hid under the quilt, turned on the flashlight, and read with the faint light. Suddenly, my father entered my room and found me reading under the quilt. Without any explanation, he immediately grabbed me and snatched me away. Go to the new book, tear it up, and scold me loudly. When I got back to bed, I lay on the bed and cried all night. From then on, I never dared to read while sleeping again.

Shakespeare said: "Books are the nourishment of the world." I think this sentence is right. If you don't read books, where can you get knowledge? If you don’t get knowledge, how can you succeed in the future? But not all books are useful. There are also some uncivilized books. After reading them, they will change your original thinking and eventually lead people astray. Just like right and wrong, reading useful books will increase your knowledge. , reading indecent books can be harmful to the body and mind.

『撒』 A true story about someone and me, a 400-word essay

A story of love

Once, when I was leaving get out of class, it started to rain. It was pouring with rain, and even though we brought an umbrella, it was raining so hard and it was shared by two people, so there was no way to protect us from the wind and rain! While I was hesitating, my mother took me and rushed into the vast rain curtain.

In the rain, I thought I would become a "drowned rat", but I didn't expect that my pants were just a little wet. I looked at the umbrella and found that it was basically coming towards me. I pushed the umbrella towards my mother and said, "Mom, the umbrella is crooked." My mother said, "It's not crooked. It should be like this. Put it in the middle to make it crooked." I said: "But if you go towards me, you will catch a cold!" Mom said with a smile: "Be good, Mom has the physique of an athlete, it doesn't matter. If you catch a cold and get sick, you will be more uncomfortable than if I get sick myself. "After listening to it, my heart felt so warm, and I felt a warm current flowing in my heart.

After finally returning home, my mother’s clothes were already soaked, but my trouser legs were only a little wet. I felt quite uncomfortable. In the evening, my mother caught a cold, and I felt very sorry for her. In my room, tears fell down my eyes. My mother found out. She came over to comfort me: "Baby, my mother is in good health. She will be fine in a few days." It will be fine." After listening to my mother's words, I cried even more sadly, and sang softly in my heart, "Mom is the only good person in the world. A mother's child is like a treasure. If you throw yourself into your mother's arms, where can you find happiness..." /p>

What is love? Love is a source of infinite power. Love is a desperate dedication. As long as everyone contributes a little love, the world will become a beautiful world.

< p> Classmates, let us become "angels of love" and wave the "wings of love" to fill the world with the great power of "love"!

『8』 My Story with Books 400 Words

Gorky once said: "Reading a book is like opening a window to life. ”

Bacon said: “Reading gives people fun, gives people brilliance, and gives people talents. ”

I think: “Books are like mysterious gems, which contain infinite value; books are the treasure house of knowledge, making ignorant people become erudite and talented; books are like loyal friends, who are always there for you. When you encounter difficulties, I will always give you help and support silently. "So, I love books, even to the point of obsession.

I vaguely remember that when I was very young, my mother would always hold me in her arms when she came back from get off work every day. On my lap, I held a storybook in my hand and told me one story at a time.

I would always sit quietly and listen with relish, as if I was in the world described in the book. When my mother talks about wonderful things, I will clap my hands vigorously. At that moment, my mother will always look at me with relief...

When I was in the second grade, I had the first text book of my own. Book - Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea. That night, I was concentrating on my homework. My mother handed a book to me. I took a closer look and saw a mysterious picture painted on the cover of the book: a Frankenstein wearing glasses, sitting in a strange fish-shaped ship and laughing. . Several groupers with colorful stripes all over their bodies were swimming around the strange ship, seeming to be sizing up this uninvited guest who had broken into their world. I was immediately deeply attracted by it. I immediately grabbed the book from my mother's hand, opened the book and started reading. Whatever the homework is, put it aside for now. The strange fish in the book, the brave and witty Captain Nemo, has become everything to me at this time. I don’t know how much time passed, but I suddenly heard my mother’s voice: “Chenchen, have you finished your homework?” It was only then that I remembered that my homework had not been finished yet. After finishing my homework in a hurry, I The book was secretly brought under the covers. It was late at night and the house was quiet. I gently opened the book again, and continued to wander the wonderful underwater world with Captain Nemo in the book...

When I woke up the next day, I found that the book was still firmly in my mind Holding the ground to the chest. For the next few weeks, that book accompanied me to school during the day and to bed at night. He literally became a part of my life.

Ever since I came into contact with the book "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea", my love for books has been out of control. I can't wait to enter the world of books. The book showed me more than I imagined. It was a fantasy world that was completely different from the real world. That world was richer and more wonderful than the real world. "One Thousand and One Nights", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "A Hundred Thousand Whys", "Insects"..., like a whirlpool, they sucked me to the bottom of the sea of ??books, and I couldn't surface for a long time.

Books accompany me through happy times! Books will become my lifelong friends! I just finished writing this essay, and it’s a bit too much~ I hope it will be adopted

"Nine" A 400-word essay on the story of me and the computer

I remember one time, the teacher assigned an assignment. We look up information on rare animals. I turned on my computer and connected to the Internet, opened Tencent "TT", clicked "Network" to search, and looked for "rare animals". The computer immediately displayed many websites about rare animals, and I chose the website "Rare Animals of the World". Rare animals are divided into four categories on this website. The first category is rare species of birds, the second category is rare species of reptiles, the third category is rare species of amphibians, and the fourth category is rare species of fish. species. I chose reptiles and it showed the big gecko first. I thought in confusion: Isn't the gecko a rare animal? When I opened the webpage and took a look, I was shocked. It turns out that this gecko is the largest of all gecko species. And the current number is less than 20,000, which is in danger of extinction. Then I looked at the four-clawed tortoise, mountain turtle, etc. There are no more than 30,000 of these animals alive. I then read information about many animals, and I was shocked by their existing numbers. I also learned that some people kill rare animals in large numbers in order to make huge profits. Seeing this, I feel very sad. I think animals are good friends of us humans and we should not hurt them.

The computer is not only a good helper for my study, but also a good friend who brings me joy. One time, my father and mother went out for something, and I was the only one at home. After I finished my homework, I turned on the computer, clicked on my music library, and beautiful melodies flowed into my ears. I felt very good. I opened the "Mini Games" folder again and selected the mini game "Puppy's Gift". I play the role of a puppy, looking for my gift everywhere. I clicked on the tree hole first, and a squirrel ran out and said, "Why are you disturbing my sleep!" After that, he took out a pine cone and hit me. I apologized quickly and ran back to my dog ??house to hide. After a while, I left the dog house and continued looking for gifts. In order to find a gift, I was showered by a fountain in the flower bed and became a "drowned dog", and was laughed at by mice by the pool... But the hard work paid off, and I finally found my gift in a vegetable field - a root. bone.

Look, with a computer as a friend, you won’t be lonely at home anymore!

My grandma and grandpa are far away in Shijiazhuang. My mother and I often greet them and chat with them through the computer network. At first, we communicated by typing. Later, with "headsets", we could chat by voice. Now it’s even more convenient. After my mother installed the camera, it was like installing a video phone. Grandma and grandpa saw me through the video, and they were so happy that they couldn’t close their mouths!

The computer accompanies me every day. I feel that my horizons are broader and the world is more exciting! I am so happy to make friends with the computer

"Shi" A 400-word essay on a true story about someone and me

I have a cute little cousin, she is very beautiful. It can be said that she is the most beautiful and cutest little girl I have ever met in my life! Especially those pair of eyes that are loved by everyone and can discharge made me surrender. It's a pity that she has disappeared from the world!

This is what happened: On the second day of the first lunar month of this year, our family took a car to our aunt’s house to pay New Year greetings. The car was driving fine. Later, halfway through, my cousin asked to sit in the co-pilot's seat, and my aunt agreed. Later, my aunt was driving very fast. For some reason, the car was suddenly stopped by her. My cousin hit her head. The back of her head was completely soft, the tibia in her brain was completely broken, and she bled a lot. Later, when I went to the hospital, the doctor said she needed an operation. My aunt cried. She said, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have let her sit in the co-pilot's seat."

On the fourth day of the first lunar month, the doctor gave my cousin During the operation, on the evening of the fourth day of the first lunar month, the lights in the operating room went out. My aunt thought the operation was successful, and she smiled happily and gratifiedly. The doctor came out and said, "We have tried our best." Suddenly, the aunt fainted. Later, we buried our cousin in Hangzhou and buried her in the paradise on earth.

I still have her photo in my photo album: wearing a white wedding dress and a garland on her head. Unfortunately this photo is the last one she took during her lifetime. I thought: Why did the car accident take her life? Why can't such a beautiful little girl enjoy the happiness and joy of this life?