Primary school students' full score composition classification Daquan

Chapter 21 Emotional record bag (1)
childhood
growing up
confide in
writing tips

Classmates, elementary school life is like a cup of "hundred-flavored tea" full of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy.When we savor it carefully, we find that it is really full of fragrance, which is endless aftertaste.

In daily study, life, and in the process of getting along with teachers, classmates and parents, we will all experience many things. To have a different opinion about something.Is there something in particular you want to say?I hope that students will open the treasure box of memory and write down what happened and the thoughts in your heart, okay?
How do you express your emotions during the narrative?You should pay attention to the following points: [-]. Try to choose things that you are familiar with in your life and study and have deep feelings to write about.To do this, you must be a caring person: pay attention everywhere, be good at observation, and be diligent in thinking.Only when you write about the touching things around you, can you express your feelings and express your feelings.

Second, say what you want to say.Write whatever you think in your heart, and don't make up or copy others.The language should be as simple as possible. Only by using appropriate language to tell the truth and tell the truth can people be convincing and moving.

[-]. There are many ways to express emotions, such as expressing emotions while narrating, expressing emotions while writing scenes, and expressing emotions through associations, and so on.For example, in the article "Mom, I Desire Freedom" in this book, the young author used his notes to narrate that he "lost" his freedom due to the heavy schoolwork burden under the dual pressure of school and family, and thus said from the bottom of his heart: "Mom, give me freedom." Let me be free!... I am still a child! I long to be in nature, I long to be among children. Mom, when will you let this little bird fly and let it fly freely?" The true and delicate feelings permeate between the lines of the article, which makes people move and shocks people's soul.

In short, the expression of emotion should be true and natural, concise and clear, and should be integrated with the full text, so that the theme of the article can be sublimated.

childhood
home treasure hunt
章陆
In the morning, I was sitting at the desk, concentrating on my homework, my mother came into the room with a cold wind, she walked to me gently, and looked at my face that was reddened by the heating in the room and my concentration on my homework. With an attitude of homework, he suddenly lowered his head, smiled and said to me quietly: "Lu Lu, there is a baby in our family, do you know?" I turned my head, looked at my mother, very curious, and said: "Is there really a baby in the family? ""Yes." My mother said with a mysterious smile, touched my head caressingly, and then went out to work. "Wow! There is a baby at home." At this time, I couldn't help being elated, and I didn't feel at ease when I was doing my homework.I sat in front of the radiator, thinking about it all the time, and I was so excited that I didn't even have the heart to watch the best winter TV show. "Hey, I don't know what this baby is. Is it an antique? Is it jewelry? Or my favorite rare coin?" I thought over and over again. "Where is it hiding in the house?" I decided to search for the baby with all my might and do a big job at home.

I looked around and saw that there was only such a building at home, and it was impossible for the baby to be buried in the ground.I also thought: Since it is a treasure, it must be hidden in a secret place in the house.I first thought of the big cabinet, where my mother often put the most valuable things at home.I opened the big locker and put a lot of things such as stamp albums and medals on the bed. The locker was empty and there were no treasures.I looked at the desk again, that's where Dad hid important things.I opened the drawer and dumped all the stationery, certificates, business cards and other things inside on the table. I even rummaged through the cracks in the drawer, but there was no treasure at all.I remembered the dressing table, there were many exquisite and interesting things there, but there were my mother's cosmetics neatly placed on it, I really didn't dare to mess up my mother's things, but for the sake of treasure hunting, I didn't care about so many.I opened the cosmetics one by one, and there was no baby inside.Suddenly, I found that the small box by the mirror was full of silk cloth, and I felt happy for a while. When I opened it, I found that it was the hairpin and headband that my mother used in the past, and the red ribbon she wore when she danced on stage. Didn't see baby.Unknowingly, I spent the whole morning turning my house upside down. When I looked in the mirror, I found that my face was like a little cat.

At noon, when my mother came home from get off work, she saw the house was in a mess and didn't know what happened.While packing things, she asked me: "What the hell are you doing? You made a mess in the room." "I'm looking for a baby, mom, what is our baby? Where is it?" I asked my mother eagerly.

At this time, my mother put down the things in her hands and looked at me angrily and funny.

Suddenly, she squatted down, held my face in both hands, looked into my eyes and said, "Fool, the baby I'm talking about is you! You are the treasure of our family." Stupid!"

I looked at my silly look in the mirror and couldn't help laughing.

The beginning of the article sets up suspense to attract readers.The answer to the mystery is revealed at the end, the center is pointed out concisely and clearly, and the beginning is echoed, so that readers can realize that for parents, there is no treasure that can compare with their own children.

in that childhood
刘轩
Childhood is colorful and a world full of fun and happiness. Do you remember what you did in your childhood?Have you played any games? ... everything is so alluring, so evocative.

Childhood is actually a colorful picture scroll, which is full of our emotions.Childhood life is so yearning, how eager to have the happiness of childhood, the carefree childhood.Every morning, the first thing we do when we wake up is to play. We have a great time playing. We don’t even know what a burden is, and there is no burden. Playing is the most important thing in childhood.Several partners sang and danced together, happy and free, ended their day's life amid laughter and laughter, and played towards the exciting tomorrow.

We have always believed that childhood is actually very short, but as long as you cherish and spend every day of childhood seriously, then every day of your life will be a witness of your growth, a wake-up call for your life, and a concern for your play... Let you always remember such an unforgettable childhood in the days to come.There are joys, sorrows and sorrows in childhood.When you are lonely, you are sad; when you are happy, when you get 100 points in the exam, you are happy;

Besides, childhood is a psychic doctor.When you are in pain, you will think of some happy things in your childhood, so that you can halve the pain; when you are in a happy mood, think of some fun in childhood, and it will double your happiness.

Although we are still in childhood, time is running out, please cherish what we have now, and don't let childhood flow by like a stream.Let's grab the tail of childhood and get ready for tomorrow!
There is no gorgeous rhetoric in the full text, nor any affectation, and the language is very simple and natural.A piece of childlike innocence is a world. This is such a childlike article. The young author misses the past time. After reading this article, it will definitely resonate with many young readers.

three yuan

Gong Yuanyuan

When I got home from school, my mother asked me: "Did you take my money?" "I...I didn't..." Mom still didn't let me go: "You took my money before. I found out What!" But this time I really didn't take it.

At this time, tears were already rolling in my eyes.However, I didn't cry and ran into my room to do my homework.Mom was in the living room, looking sad.I mustered up the courage, went out and asked my mother: "Can you think about it again, or look for it again; maybe it was lost somewhere, maybe you used it to buy things." Until then, I didn't know what my mother was doing. How much money was lost, so I asked: "Mom, how much money was lost?" She said: "Three yuan." I know, my mother is laid off, and this three yuan can do a lot of things!Although I have taken my mother's money in the past, I have changed this bad habit.Mom, don't you believe it?It's really hard to feel wronged.At this time, my mother said, "You still haven't apologized to me?" I thought: As long as I say "I'm sorry", I can calm down the storm; I took it and asked me to hand over the money, so what should I do?My mother said: "Are you sorry? If you apologize, I will not make things difficult for you!" I had to say "I'm sorry" in a low voice.The turmoil finally subsided.

After a while, my mother seemed to be thinking about something while eating.I thought: Mom may be thinking about the three yuan again.I asked: "Mom, what are you thinking?" My mother didn't answer me.At this time, my heart was in a panic, thinking, another storm is coming.Unexpectedly, my mother said: "I remembered, I took the three yuan to buy noodles." Then, she pointed to the two handfuls of noodles on the cabinet, and then said: "I didn't take the money, why did you buy it?" Apologize to me too?"

At this time, Dad came back.I cried "wow" and rushed to my father.

The young author mainly wrote about the fact that the mother lost money but mistakenly believed that the young author took it away.The article's psychological description of the characters is quite successful, expressing the grievances in the heart one by one through psychological description.The structure of this article is complete, the explanation is clear, and the language is quite fluent. It is a masterpiece.

Human "ghost" war

Zhuang Lihong

The battle between humans and "ghosts" is a new thing, you might as well listen to me in detail.

To deal with is the difficult "coward", which appears from time to time out of the blue.I remember one time, I stayed alone in the "empty room", and the surroundings were quiet.For some reason, I was suddenly startled in my heart-no, the "coward" is here!I began to think wildly: would the robbers rob with knives, would there be ghosts hiding by the window...the sudden "boom" sound scared me so much that I didn't even dare to breathe out. After a long time, there was no movement , I took a long breath, it turned out that I accidentally knocked off the pencil case.I couldn't bear the loneliness, so I found a novel and read it. The wonderful plot in the book made me laugh out loud, and the "coward" was scared away by my laughter.

Next, the "fortress" of the attack is the "sleep ghost", which is also difficult to deal with!Every time I start class, the "snooze ghost" will come to make trouble, it will not only make me yawn, but also make my upper and lower eyelid brothers fight - it really pissed me off!However, I also have a good way to deal with it: as long as I arrange my time reasonably, go to bed early and get up early, the "snooze ghost" will not come to visit.

Another stubborn enemy is the "careless ghost".It's like a fine layer of sand on my heart, lingering, and sometimes, I wish I could take a piece of sandpaper and rub it off.It is very naughty, and it often appears on my exam papers inadvertently, either by copying the wrong question or forgetting to write the decimal point, and then I regret it.This time, it can't be proud anymore!And I was tamed and docile, because I took effective measures: do your homework carefully, and check it several times after you finish it.

The hardest thing to deal with is actually the "slacker". The "careless ghost" is just a "little soldier" sent by him. After I beat the "careless ghost" back to his old den, the "lazy ghost" led the army to the front line in person.It always typed a line when I was doing my homework: I'm so tired, let's take a rest!Although I am often affected by it, when I think of my mission, I immediately dismiss this idea, and I am not fooled by it. The "lazy ghost" failed to succeed in several attacks, and finally had to go back home dejectedly.

I finally defeated these "ghosts" around me.

I think there must be many "ghosts" around us.Don't be afraid, as long as you fight them bravely, they will definitely run away.

This composition is full of suspense, and every detail from the title to the text is very attractive.The little author boldly imagines that "coward", "sleeping ghost", "careless ghost" and "lazy ghost" are actually some bad habits of the little author himself, and the little author finally found a way to subdue them.

the joy of success
Anonymous
There are too many ups and downs and thorns in the journey of life, teachers, parents, and peers all say so.So there are more "protective umbrellas" on the road of life, always reminding us to "don't step on minefields".But for me, should I rush out of the "protective umbrella" to practice, fall, and re-examine the world?So I finally had a "feat".

During the summer vacation, I was "tortured" every day, and I did nothing but eat, drink and have fun.Taking advantage of a Sunday, I slipped out of the house, and by chance, I ran into him who was in the opposite class. "How about it? Go out and get some work!" He blinked.A few hours later, I finally grasped what he called his "job"—he was selling Sakura water heaters and handing out leaflets.Unexpectedly, happiness was born from this.

Holding a large pile of snowy papers, I realized that I was in a state of confusion. I remembered the look in the eyes of the manager of the commercial building just now, who clearly said: "Little girl, can you be soft and weak?" Hmph, Don't underestimate people, I will succeed.I took a deep breath, then aimed at a middle-aged man, and ran over recklessly: "Sir, I wonder if you are interested in reading my introduction sheet?" "What? Please say it again." polite.Yo, it turns out that my voice is too low, humming like a mosquito, what a shame!I mustered up the courage to say it again.At this time, he smiled gently and said, "Show me." I couldn't restrain my excitement, so I quickly took out one and handed it over reverently.Wow, I did it!I finally sent out my first flyer.Although the flyer is just a piece of paper, it is like a newborn baby. I sent him out safely!I really succeeded, the spring breeze has already passed my reddish cheeks, how happy I am!

I was busy working, and among the crowd coming and going, some people looked at me with disdainful eyes, and some people were surprised: "You are a student, why..." Huh, so what about students, you shouldn't rush out of those "protective umbrellas" "To practice?
The door was pushed open again, and a potbellied "God" entered.I hurried forward: "Sir, please take a look..." Before I finished speaking, the flyer in my hand was blown away: "Little devil, don't get in the way, what crap is worth seeing?" I tried my best not to let Salty liquid flowed from his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Sir, please respect others, that is also to protect your self-esteem!" Under the eyes of everyone, the man yelled and left.My tears finally fell, but then I had an epiphany: why cry!Haven't you managed to maintain your self-esteem?In the journey of life, how can you not fall?I laughed again thinking about it.Laughed heartily!
Just one day passed.Joy and tears have always been with me.No, the tears of the brave who dare to break out of the "protective umbrella" and enter the "minefield" are always valuable. Therefore, why are these "tears" not the joy of the successful?
The young author trains himself to break away from the "protective umbrella". The experience of distributing leaflets in commercial buildings is full of ups and downs. He writes about ordinary topics very wonderfully, echoes each other at the beginning and the end, and makes a clever point at the end, which is thought-provoking and meaningful.

after school
Anonymous
As soon as school was over that day, the sky became gloomy, and the wind mixed with dust rolled into the air. It seemed that it was going to rain, and the students ran home quickly.

I stepped on the car, thinking to myself: What a pity, I ran into this terrible weather.I couldn't help pedaling faster, and suddenly, a little girl appeared in the middle of the road. With a "crack", I slammed on the brakes, but it was too late, and the car still hit the little girl.well!I just blamed the weather, the dust was blown into my eyes, I just rubbed my eyes, and didn't see the "obstacles" in front of me clearly.In this way, a "traffic accident" occurred.

(End of this chapter)