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With the rise and popularity of social networks, more and more people like to post stories on social platforms to record their daily life, writing and thinking. Are you still looking for interesting stories about copywriting? The following are 8 short articles I compiled for you, for reference only. I hope I can help you.

Tell me about my composition 1 When I was sleeping at night, I couldn't sleep, so I began to talk to myself.

I said, what happened to your hand? What, there's no commotion in your hand? My hand is fine. Why didn't the scar on my foot heal? When you are bitten by a mosquito and you know how to catch it and bleed, you are very happy! Your hand is really moving. ...

You see, that time I finally got a scar, and my hands began to "work" again. I feel itchy and I can't stop my hands. As soon as I came up, I felt like I was going to fight. I scratched the scar at once, and the blood flowed out one by one. My mother found out, so I had to invite you to the balcony for "tea" (because the balcony is large, I can be punished for running). Do you think it is worth it? It is not only another vicious circle, but also corporal punishment. Why bother? Can't you put up with it a little longer?

What, you don't admit it You won't forget what happened the other day. That day was also an evening. Your hands are working. Find an itchy place and scratch hard. It'll break after a while. You keep scratching. After a while, you find that the blood is full. When you turn on the light, it's an old scar. I know I was bitten by mosquitoes last winter. I don't know how many times it broke. How coquettish your hands are. Is it comfortable to break it? What a vicious circle!

Finally, I can only give myself one sentence-don't scratch if it's not good for me! To overcome this quirk.

Tell me about my composition. I, Zhang Xiaoyu, am a junior one student now. When I was in the sixth grade, I sometimes talked small words and made small moves in class. Now I am not a primary school student, but a glorious middle school student, so I must get rid of these problems.

Of course, I also have many advantages. I like helping others. Sometimes students don't bring stationery. As long as I have it, I will definitely borrow it, instead of beating around the bush and saying to lend it to others. Or lie to him and say no, I remember once, a friend fell and got hurt. Some friends and I sent him to the infirmary to dress the wound. A few companions and I all contributed a little money to make up the money we needed. We didn't leave until we sent him home.

My other specialty is playing table tennis. When I was in grade five, I saw some friends playing table tennis. At that time, I thought, "Is table tennis interesting?" Two weeks later, there seems to be only one question in my mind: "Is table tennis interesting?" After another week, I feel very entangled in the center of this week. Can I learn table tennis? If I learn, if I don't play well at first, my friends will see my jokes. If I study well, my friends won't laugh at me. I have another specialty. Of the two choices, I chose the latter. No pains, no gains. What are you afraid of being laughed at? When I learn to play better than them, they will look at me with new eyes.

In the following time, I sometimes play table tennis with my father. Play day after day, as always, and the total interruption days are only 15 days. I am in the sixth grade and have been learning table tennis for almost half a year. I play better. I danced one after another.

The sixth grade is stricter than before, and there is much less time to play. But a year has passed, and now I am a junior. I am not a "novice" who just started to learn table tennis. After nearly two years of hard work, I succeeded. The former is to escape, and the latter is to advance despite difficulties. On the latter, I paid more sweat. After two years of unremitting efforts, I not only learned to play table tennis, but also understood a sentence: nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it.

This is me. Philharmonic is good at helping others without asking for anything in return. I have perseverance and never give up.

Tell me about my composition. My name is * *, and I am 8 years old. I am a boy in grade three. I am not fat or thin, round face, short stature, dark hair, big eyes, thick eyelashes like a girl, very energetic.

I have many hobbies: drawing, reading, playing computer and playing games ... My favorite is playing computer. I remember that once I finished my homework, I couldn't wait to turn on the computer and play with relish. Grandma cooked the meal and said, "* *, it's time to eat!" " I didn't hear that. Grandma shouted a few times and I heard her. "Wait a minute, I'll be right there." I said, as a result, the food was cold, so I slowly went to the living room to eat and asked my sister why she didn't eat, which made everyone laugh and cry.

I have average math scores, like to use my head, and I will never give up if I don't want to understand a problem. I will continue to work hard and learn math well.

I still have shortcomings-cowardice! Every time I raise my hand to answer a question, I am afraid of making mistakes and asking questions that the teacher can't. When I speak, I always think: will the teacher blame me if I answer wrong, and will the classmates laugh at me? Once, the teacher asked a question, and I wanted to raise my hand to answer it, but I hesitated for a while and pulled my hand back. As a result, several students answered wrong, and my answer was right. Alas! If I had known this, I would have raised my hand.

This is me, a lively and interesting little boy, come and make friends with me!

Comments: This is an article about people. The description of the characters' appearance at the beginning is accurate and delicate. In a few words, the image of a lively and lovely little man is presented to the readers. The narrative part is concrete and vivid, and the description of the characters' demeanor and movements is exquisite and in place.

My name is Zhong Haotian. I am seven and a half years old. I am a lively and lovely boy. I study in Liu Le Central Primary School.

My favorite sport is playing badminton, because playing badminton can improve people's judgment and exercise willpower and perseverance.

My favorite person is my mother, because my mother is the first teacher in my life. She not only taught me knowledge, but also taught me the skills of survival and the truth of being a man, let me know the world and gain infinite wisdom.

I like seafood best, because it is rich in protein, which can make people grow stronger, make their brains smarter and taste delicious.

My favorite place is my hometown, because the air there is fresh and the melons and fruits are fragrant.

My favorite thing to do is to play herding sheep with my mother, because it can make us feel endless happiness.

My greatest wish is to be a writer when I grow up, because writers can bring people many interesting stories and warm people's hearts.

My biggest weakness is carelessness, which makes me suffer a lot.

Therefore, from now on, I will study hard, learn my skills well and realize my wishes when I grow up. Am I the man in your heart?

I was born in July, and I have an inextricable cancer complex. Crabs are naturally sensitive. I write this article purely because I feel "love", in order to let others know more about me and myself.

Cancer is the first of the twelve constellations. Sensibility is not sexy. Crabs are honest, traditional and not autocratic. As a cancer, I am also a typical romantic, longing for a fairy-tale life, carefree and lawless.

People who have hearing and sight can hear and see music. For music, although I don't have much talent, I have devoted a lot of enthusiasm. I love pop music, that kind of rhythm is unknown and a little sad.

Beautiful and touching. The kind of music that few people appreciate is very unpopular, with the theme of parting, missing and separation, beautiful lyrics and romantic melody. I don't know what love is, what commitment is, and what eternity is, but I can feel the emotional style of music creators and performers, and even fantasize that I am there, and even think that it is my sad past. Nowadays, many young men and women are crazy about Jay Chou's music. Those songs with unclear words and hip-hop style fascinated many people. But I was attracted by Jay Chou's slow songs.

"The moon is full of teeth, the Iraqis are haggard, I raise my glass and drink all the snow, who will knock over the front cabinet, causing dust and right and wrong", a sad artistic conception, which gives people a deep memory and an indifferent mood; "The chrysanthemum is broken, the ground is hurt, your smile turns yellow, the flowers are heartbroken, and my heart is dripping quietly", and my sad mood goes on helplessly; "I send you away, thousands of miles away, you are silent in black and white", reluctant to part, but want to separate ... to be precise, I like not the singer, but the artistic conception shaped by the lyricist. I prefer Vincent Fang. Whether it is outdated music or trendy music, as long as it is romantic and beautiful, as long as it is profound and meaningful, I am fascinated and intoxicated.

Emotional crab, but good at science. I like math, which makes me find my own language in Arabic numerals and geometric figures that make countless people dizzy. Often sentimental, but also need rationality to complement each other. I like the pursuit of truth, just as a singer likes his own music. Mathematics always has only one answer, right is right, wrong is wrong, pay attention to accuracy and uniqueness, and have no feeling at all. Cancer is always unsmiling. She will not flexibly find out the thoughts and feelings of the text in Chinese class and then report the answers to the teacher in a hurry. She will only be in math class, holding a black pen in her hand, calmly thinking and calculating on the draft paper, waiting for the teacher's explanation. Cancer is always hidden. She is a group of people, and I am one of them. composition

I'm a cancer, 13-year-old underage crab, and I go my own way. Don't seek greatness, just stick to your own principles and be rational to the end. Follow your feelings and soar with your emotions. Not why, just because I like it!

I am a lively little boy. I have many advantages and disadvantages.

Let's talk about my advantages first. My greatest advantage is that I have a persistent heart when I meet difficulties. Once, I played with a level 32 person in the game, "Wow! Not dead yet, so much blood! " I said to myself enviously.

I used a trident, but I didn't expect a god of precision to appear unexpectedly. At this time, I suddenly had the desire to fight with him, and then I had the opportunity to attack continuously. I was going to bury him, so I used a trident again.

"well! Not dead yet. " And he began to fight back "test!" I let out a cry, leaving only a trace of blood. I quickly added blood. Although my weapon is not as good as his and there is not much blood, I decided to fight with him. When I made the fork again, I said to myself, "Nuclear explosion, nuclear explosion come out quickly." Many things happen. My determination and sincerity finally paid off. I saw a nuclear explosion on the computer screen and buried him. I said to him happily: "886" (bye-bye).

Playing games should be an idle pastime, but I know that it takes perseverance to beat others in games.

Like everyone else, I have not only some shortcomings, but also some shortcomings. My biggest weakness is that I don't like sports. For me, exercise is more difficult than study. For example, every time my friends ask me to go out to play during the summer vacation, I always find an excuse not to go. A person blows air conditioning at home, watches TV and plays computer games, and never goes out to play. I usually play at home except when my family goes out to travel. This is because I am afraid of the heat, so I don't want to go outside. I have gained several pounds now.

This is who I am in my eyes. I will give up not exercising in the future, make myself thinner and play computer less in the future.

In the future, I will learn more from the advantages of others, get rid of my own shortcomings and be a more useful person to society. So now I want to play less computer and watch less TV. Exercise more and study hard.

I am a little girl named Meng Xiaohan. I am eight years old. I have shiny black hair, like a black waterfall. I have a pair of bright eyes under my curved eyebrows, flashing like stars.

I like reading very much. One day, my parents took me to buy clothes. After buying clothes, I came out and saw the bookstore next to me. I whispered to my father, "Shall we study?" Dad said, "All right." Dad told mom, and mom said, "Well, I'll go home first." When I arrived at the bookstore, I found two books and squatted down to read them for several hours. I have finished reading these two books. I searched and found Sanmao's wandering, only to see page 75. My aunt said, "It's closed." I didn't hear it. My aunt said loudly, "The child is closed. If you still want to see it, come back tomorrow. " I put the book back sadly and went home with my father.

However, I have a little problem of muddling along, and I must get rid of this problem in the future.

Tell me about my composition. My name is Zheng Qi. I'm eleven years old and I'm a senior one in Taichung School in Linzi. I am tall, my skin is twice as white as ordinary people, and my hair is not short, dark and bright, which makes others envy me. My big black eyes are bright, but on my high nose, I have a pair of heavy glasses since I was a child. That cherry-like mouth can also speak, but its voice is a little "mosquito hum." I usually like to wear a white coat and black pants. I am a little girl that everyone loves.

I am a bookworm. As long as I have been reading, I won't stop, and I can forget all about eating and sleeping.

Once, my mother bought me a copy of Yang Jiajiang in the evening. There are countless wonderful episodes in it, which I watched with relish. After 9 o'clock, my mother came to tell me to sleep. I'm lost in the book, so I can't hear it! My mother called me many times, but I didn't answer. I was so angry that my mother ignored me. Unexpectedly, 1 1 went to bed.

And my figure often appears in the swimming pool.

Last time, I went swimming. The water was so cold that my lips were blue and I was shaking all over, but I kept swimming.

I can also play the piano. I have persisted for four years, but I still don't play now, because it's getting harder and harder. I can't persist because I have no perseverance and I can't blame others.

I am such a lively and lovely little girl. Do you like me?