Primary school composition: Hey! I am about 400 words.

I am a cheerful and straightforward person, and I am also a troublemaker who loves to join in the fun. Naturally, I will get into unnecessary trouble because of that prank. Coupled with glib mouth, I became a complete me. Hey, I'm a man.

I used to be an ugly duckling with low self-esteem, but I found confidence in a debate. Because the host of the debate signed up himself, at that time, I came prepared. I think, since I have been so well prepared, I might as well take this opportunity to show myself and impress my classmates. However, if I become a host, my feet will tremble with fear as soon as I get on the podium. Then my speech will be ruined and my classmates will laugh at me. What shall we do? Suddenly, I remembered Einstein's famous saying: Self-confidence is the first step to success. This sentence seems to have magic, which makes me full of strength and makes a decision resolutely. When I have to be. Sure enough, I became the host that time. I was a little nervous because I was on stage for the first time, but the teacher praised me. Hey, I'm a man.

Although I am confident, I am timid. There was a little movement around, and I was too scared to go out. I dare not go upstairs when it is dark. This is probably natural. Once, I walked alone at night to deliver food to Uncle Wang. I want to hurry. I have to take a shortcut. It was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers, so I had to move forward in the dark. Walking, I suddenly found a "monster" following me. This "monster" has a pair of blue eyes, staring straight at me. My heart is pounding like a rabbit in my arms. I ran to get rid of the monster, but the faster I ran, the more anxious I was to chase it. Suddenly, my foot slipped and a "dog chewed shit" fell. The monster chased me. I looked at it carefully. Ah, it's my little dog. What a false alarm. I have one of my biggest shortcomings, that is, I am playful. It almost controlled me and turned me into a different person. On a Saturday, I was doing my homework at home when suddenly a burst of laughter came to my ears. My feet suddenly itch, and now I can't control myself. I went downstairs to play. I remember my homework several times, but I always want to play for a while. I had no time to play for a while, so I hurried upstairs to do my homework. Until now, I have discovered that this is a bad habit and am trying to correct it. Hey, I'm a man.

I am such a person, confident, timid and playful. Do you like me?

When I was a child, my mother often complained to me, "You naughty boy!" When I grow up, I often laugh at myself: "I am a person, that's all." What is it like? Summarize with classmates' words: "You are really a freak!"

Sometimes, I wish I could grow up quickly and do something earth-shattering to surprise everyone around me. But sometimes, I hope I will never grow up and never be a little princess around my parents.

Once I went shopping with my classmates and saw a peddler bullying a foreigner. I grabbed my neck and quarreled with the vendor. The foreigner took the opportunity to leave, but I scolded him for nothing. My classmates dragged me away and said, "You weirdo, why bother?" Think about yourself in the future and sigh. I am a person! "

The teacher burped suddenly during the lecture, and all the other students were silent, but I smiled and was glared at by the teacher. Why can't other students laugh, but I can't help it? I am a man!

The school organizes students to watch movies (war, let women go > I cried when I saw the scene in the movie that the battalion commander's wife and the deputy company commander's wife left and heard that the troops were going to kill pigs. The students around me were talking and laughing and looked at me in surprise. I tried to hold back, but I could not help it. Others don't laugh, I laugh; Others stopped crying, and I cried again. I'm such a freak. Some people say that we should learn to control our feelings, but I won't. I can only let the emotional stream flow freely.

At night, facing the night sky outside the window, looking at the lemon moon, I thought a lot. Maybe I am an incomprehensible weirdo in the eyes of people around me, but I think this "weirdness" is real and lovely. I am who I am. Why should I try to change and hide? Maybe I will never change, but I don't feel sorry, although I will laugh at myself: I am human! This is me.

Hope to adopt!