It is good to write a 400-word composition.

1. It's good to write 400 words. My grandmother has taken care of me from my hometown since the day I was born. More than three thousand days have passed, my grandmother is old, and I have grown up healthily and happily. My grandmother really takes care of our family, and all the neighbors know that my family has a good grandmother.

My grandmother deals with pots and pans every day. She cooks, washes clothes, cleans and makes the bed for our family ... it's really too much. However, she did so much without asking for anything in return. Is this something that each of us can do?

I had a bad appetite for a while and didn't want to eat anything when I saw it. Grandma is in a hurry. She cooks me a lot of delicious food in different ways every day, but I still don't want to eat it. Finally, grandma figured out a way to buy me pomegranate. Grandma says pomegranate helps digestion. I may want to eat pomegranate after eating it. So grandma runs far away every day to buy me pomegranate, and then goes home to peel pomegranate seeds into small bowls. Sure enough.

Grandma not only cares about my food, clothing, housing and transportation, but also turns her little granddaughter into a hardworking and clever girl. She taught me to sew buttons, sandbags and weave on a toy loom. In the summer vacation, my mother bought me a long-awaited toy loom, and I didn't know how to start when I looked at it. Grandma saw it, put down her broom and said, "Grandma can knit on an old loom, I think."

It's very kind of mom.

I have a good mother. My mother gets up at five or six in the morning to make breakfast for me, and sometimes she goes to bed at eleven or twelve in the evening. She always gets up early and stays up late. Last night, something happened My homework was finished, and my mother didn't come until ten o'clock, so I wrote a note and posted it on the door. It said: Mom, you give me a math problem. Wake me up when it's finished, and I'll sleep when it's finished. As soon as she came back, she began to ask me questions as soon as she changed her shoes. My mother woke me up after finishing the problem. I can't stay in bed for 20 minutes My mother has been coaxing me. My mother said, "Don't worry, write slowly. My mother will do it with you." So I wrote on my stomach until twelve o'clock. My mother examined me, and I went to bed soon after the examination. My mother cleared the table again and nailed my math homework. My mother is so nice!

2. It's good to be able to write 500 words since childhood. In our life, we grow up day by day, and we know that there are countless things that are happy to honor our parents, just like the stars in the night sky. Some of them have become blurred with the passage of time, but one thing that happened in the summer vacation when I was ten years old still haunts my mind. Last summer, I returned to my hometown. Once, my grandmother and I went to the supermarket to buy things. People in the supermarket are really busy. How precious is the spirit of all the salespeople's uncles and aunts who are sweating but still working hard. Seeing that they were so tired, I couldn't help saying to a salesgirl, "Let me help you." Aunt opened her mouth wide in surprise and said, "Is it okay ...? ""Let me try and learn slowly. " Aunt agreed, and she let me read it first. I saw that she quickly picked up the code reader and aimed at the bar code, and the price immediately appeared on the small screen. When all the photos were taken, she typed a few letters on the keyboard and finally collected the money. That's it. Ha ha laugh ... it's so simple that I can't help trying. Oh, it looks really easy. I finally finished filming the bar code of the goods in front of me, but the letters on the keyboard seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with me, and I couldn't type one for a long time. Aunt smiled and said to me, "Well, I'll type and you take the barcode." I readily agreed. As time went on, I became more and more skilled and my work went smoothly. I exulted that the difficulty was coming. Come on, I'm in a hurry ... "I panicked, and I got confused at once. Some barcodes seem to be aimed at me on purpose and I can't get in." The busier, the more chaotic. In a blink of an eye, it's five o'clock in the afternoon. I have to go home. When I left, my aunt gave me a box of chocolates and said it was my salary today. I walked happily on my way home. I can't tell you how happy I am. The box of chocolates in my hand seems to weigh 1000 pounds. This is the first time I have obtained it through hard work. I took a piece and put it in my mouth. It felt very sweet.

From the day I was born, my grandmother came from my hometown to take care of me. More than three thousand days have passed, my grandmother is old, and I have grown up healthily and happily. My grandmother really cares about all aspects of our family. Neighbors all know that my family has a good grandmother. My grandmother deals with pots and pans every day. She cooks, washes clothes, cleans and makes the bed for our family ... she has a bad appetite for a while and doesn't want to eat anything when she sees it. Grandma is in a hurry. She cooks me a lot of delicious food in different ways every day, but I still don't want to eat it. Finally, grandma figured out a way to buy me pomegranate. Grandma says pomegranate helps digestion. I may want to eat pomegranate after eating it. So grandma runs far away every day to buy me pomegranate, and then goes home to peel pomegranate seeds into small bowls. Sure enough. I want to eat shiny and sour pomegranate seeds. It's all thanks to my grandmother. Grandma not only cares about my food, clothing, housing and transportation, but also turns her little granddaughter into a hardworking and clever girl. She taught me how to sew buttons, sandbags and weaving on a toy loom. During the summer vacation, my mother bought me a long-awaited toy loom, but I didn't know how to start looking at the loom. I put down my broom and said, "Grandma can knit on an old loom. I think the principle of this toy loom should be the same as that of the old loom. I'll teach you. " So grandma put on her glasses, sat behind me and began to teach her mother by hand. I have a good mother. My mother gets up at five or six in the morning to make breakfast for me, and sometimes she goes to bed at eleven or twelve in the evening. She always gets up early and stays up late for work. Last night, something happened My homework was finished, and my mother didn't come until ten o'clock, so I wrote a note and posted it on the door. It said: Mom, you give me a math problem, wake me up when you finish it, and I will sleep when you finish it. At eleven o'clock, my mother came back and saw the note I wrote. As soon as she came back, she changed her shoes and began to give me problems. I have been lying in bed for 20 minutes, and my mother has been coaxing me. My mother said, "Don't worry, write slowly. My mother will do it with you." So I wrote on my stomach until twelve o'clock. My mother examined me, and I quickly went to bed after the examination. My mother cleaned the table again and nailed my math homework on it. At this time, I washed my face and feet to sleep. My mother sleeps faster. My mother is really good.

4. Write a composition on the topic "() is really good". When I was intoxicated in the sea of books, a wonderful feeling filled my heart. I seem to hear my heartfelt sigh: it's good to study! I was familiar with this book when I was very young. It is a world full of colorful pictures and pinyin. In the book, I found one secret after another: apes are the ancestors of human beings, dinosaurs are very tall and terrible, and there are land and sea on the earth-the world is so wonderful, I know a lot, and I feel so great. It was reading that changed me from an ugly duckling to a white swan in everyone's eyes. It seems that you can see the Badaling Great Wall in Beijing, the pyramids in Egypt and the glaciers in the Arctic. Every time I close a book, I always feel attached. There are still various pictures floating in my mind, and my heart is as sweet as honey. Reading is good. Gradually, I bid farewell to the doll book and stepped into the hall of learning. Books have become thicker and deeper, and literary books have entered my sight. I'm not only nostalgic in nature. When Zou Ji euphemistically persuaded the King of Qi to accept advice to correct his mistakes, open his mind and cultivate politics, the scene of "defeat by the imperial court" was breathtaking. When Tang lived up to his mission and returned home in triumph, my hanging heart gradually calmed down-I constantly felt the fate of the characters in the book and understood the philosophy of life in the book, and my thoughts were tempered unintentionally. Yes, reading is really good. Although junior high school study is very tense, reading extracurricular books has become an indispensable part of my life, which can not only broaden my horizons, but also purify my mind and change my soul. My life will be dull, and my growth will be slow and heavy. "Books are the nourishment of the whole world. Life without books is like life without sunshine. Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. " Books have recorded the 5,000-year history of China's civilization and nourished generations of young students. Not only me, but also hundreds of millions of voices will call: it's good to read! Reading a good book is talking to many noble people.

5. It's good to have the first time. Everyone should have had their first time.

And at least dozens of times. Of course, the first time is ever-changing.

I raised birds for the first time, pulled out my teeth for the first time, played computer games for the first time, climbed mountains for the first time, played badminton for the first time, and played football for the first time ... Of course, sometimes I failed, and sometimes I succeeded. Like playing badminton for the first time, my father "hit" me out of the water.

What a tragedy. But the first time I climbed the mountain, I succeeded. I was five or six years old then. My father asked me to climb to the top of the mountain. After hard work, I finally succeeded.

What I want to talk about today is my first successful climb. This is also my first success.

That year, my father took me to the foot of the mountain and said to me, I'll see if you can climb to the top. I am very excited to hear that, because I just lost to my father in the badminton match two days ago.

I'm worried about how to avenge this "revenge with one arrow". Unexpectedly, it was delivered to my door. I ran as fast as I could, and my father followed me.

Just then, my father offered to compete with me to see who would reach the top of the mountain first. I thought: good, so I can avenge the day before yesterday.

I agreed. I think, if I sprint now, I will lose my strength in the end, so I can't take revenge with one shot, but it will make things worse. It's better to keep your strength now and wait until the finish line before sprinting.

Dad has rushed in front of me at this moment, but he is still unhurried. I want to pass him first.

Then, take your time. I thought I could, so I rushed up, but my father started to rush, too. I think: the mountain that my father climbed should be near the top of the mountain. Why else would he rush so fast?

I also started sprinting. I've been in a hurry for a long time and I haven't arrived yet. I want to look back at my father, but when I turned my head, I found that my father was gone. I thought: no way, I was cheated. I haven't arrived after running for so long. There should be a long way to go. But at this time, I had no physical strength, so I started walking. Unconsciously, my father overtook me and I rushed up. But my body is not beautiful, I still have no physical strength, but I still run hard. After running for five minutes, I found that there was still an uphill road about 100 meters away from the top of the mountain. At this time, I suddenly felt that there was strength in my body, so I rushed up. By this time, dad was already running, and we were like. Dad is twenty or thirty meters faster than me at this time, but his physical strength is exhausted. Although I still have some physical strength, I still need twenty or thirty meters. We all tried our best, and our shortcomings came out.

I run faster and faster. When my father was 50 meters away from the finish line, I was almost 60 meters away from the finish line. At this time, my father ran like a desperate stop. When I saw my father, I also showed my shallow skills. At this time, we are only five meters away, and the finish line is still more than ten meters away from my father.

As time goes by, we run slower and slower. At this time, there are still six or seven meters from the finish line.

No, dad wants to take a last shot and let me lose the game. Then I remembered that my father and I played badminton the day before yesterday. After the 21st inning, I lost to 20-1 because it was my first time to play badminton. This is the biggest shame in my first history, because I have never been so bad.

I lit the fire of physical strength, and I think I must win this game. Finally, my father lost to me because of the difference of one meter, which was my first victory in history.

This is the first victory I talked about. I hope you can also talk about your first victory in history.

It's nice to celebrate the New Year. The day of burning the midnight oil ends with the end of the semester. The tense nerves relaxed and the mask of disguise was taken off.

With a clever turn and makeup removal, I stuffed my heavy schoolbag and a stack of awards I just got under the table. Hahaha, you can enjoy the long-lost relaxation and leisure.

I turned on the air conditioner all night and made a room noisy and warm early. The little beetle in the glass jar seems to have forgotten to hibernate.

Sprinkle a few pieces of shrimp skin, and the gluttons began to fight again, just like we did in the examination room. Epiphyllum, who immigrated to the room from the balcony, has completely lost its original image of a sallow and emaciated refugee, assumed a graceful lady posture, wore a dazzling green dress, silently exuded a charming fragrance, clear but not light, thick but not strong, like the cool breeze in summer, and penetrated into every cell, giving people a lazy and refreshing feeling, making people feel relaxed and happy, like a warm bed.

However, due to the habit of doing morning exercises for a long time, I, a lazy person, have long lost the function of staying in bed. After waking up, I habitually kicked my legs, so I got rid of the temptation of bed, put on soft and comfortable cotton pajamas, listened to my mother cooking breakfast in the kitchen, put on soothing guzheng music, walked slowly in the warm home, then opened the curtains and stood against the window, suddenly shocked by what I saw.

You see, the modern climate seems to be controlled by a magic master. Change what you say.

It should have been a dry winter, but this year it rained for dozens of days for no reason. When I woke up, the rain stopped, and the sun that I hadn't seen for many days also showed a lovely smile. The weather is rare, why not go out for a walk? I made some phone calls, made an appointment with some classmates, and a group of people walked in the winter sunshine, forgetting everything and thinking nothing. Just laughing all the way, you hit me, I chased you for a while, stumbled, let passers-by pay attention to each other, only kicked the cold in winter as a ball, and the warm current in spring rushed into the street.

Not far away, you can reach the spacious Wuma Street, which is the only well-preserved ancient street in Wenzhou and the most commercial pedestrian street. I came here unconsciously and was attracted by the red in front of me.

At first glance, the 100-meter street across the two banks is covered with strings of red lanterns with different shapes, which makes the whole street red. Stepping into this street will make you feel like you are in flames.

The air is filled with the heat wave in 2008; One store is next to another, specializing in all kinds of brand-name goods. There are many kinds of shops, and the large pieces of glass in the window are all large.

6. What's there to see? I am glad that I am still alive and enjoy all the rights that life has given me.

In the past, I always complained that life often gave me difficulties, often cursed the bumpy fate, resented that there were too many stumbling blocks in life, thorns on the rose stems, and so on. Wit 16 years old, but shouting like 6 1 year old: it's so tiring to be alive. Yes! Living is really tiring. Although life is beautiful, beautiful things are not alone. They are often accompanied by misfortunes, including ups and downs, setbacks and even disasters ... God's right hand is kind, but his left hand is terrible, as if you want to be happy, you must go through a difficult baptism first.

Some people gave up on the way to happiness and gave in to difficulties. Difficulties spared him, but happiness alienated him. It's good to be alive! As Bi Shumin wrote, "When we have nothing, we can also say that I am happy because we still have a healthy body."

When we no longer enjoy health, the bravest people can still smile and say: I am very happy. Because I still have a healthy heart.

Even when we don't even have a heart, the best molecules of human beings can still say loudly to the universe: "I am very happy." Because I lived. "

Yes, it's good to be alive, but I'm sadder than dead. As long as you keep a young heart, an indomitable spirit, be brave in making progress and face setbacks and misfortunes calmly, isn't life beautiful? It's good to be alive. You can look at the sky, the ground and the flowers. You can read mountains, water and nature; It's good to be alive. You can enjoy the warm sunshine and the warm east wind. It's good to be alive. You can listen to the jingle of mountain springs and see the rising sun ... it's good to be alive.

7. It's good for this man to write 400 words. She is tall and has nothing attractive, but she has a heart of gold.

She is my deskmate-Li Yan. On the second day of this semester, the teacher asked me to sit at the same table with her. At first, I thought a young girl could not compare with me as a man! The next day, something bad happened.

Why did I lose my new book? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks.

I have to go to early class. At this time, the deskmate seemed to find something, extended a hand of friendship and asked with concern, "What's the matter?" ? I gave her a annoyed look: "Nothing, I lost my Chinese book"! What? She asked in surprise.

Then, she took out her textbook and put it down again, repeatedly. She handed me the book: "Here you are, don't always start work in the future."

What? Give it to me? I can't believe my ears. I used to look down on young girls and say such things. "What, give it to me, what will you do?" It took me a long time to squeeze out a sentence. Never mind, I have an idea.

"Then watch it together." So we all started reading very early.

After the last class, I stuffed the book back into her bag. After returning home, I opened my schoolbag, but my Chinese book was lying squarely in the schoolbag, and my eyes were wet.

I read it early the next day and found him reading an old book. I insisted on exchanging with her, but what she said was different.

Looking at the silhouette of him studying hard, my throat was blocked by the feelings aroused in my heart. I was moved by this deskmate's love and shed tears of happiness and pride.

A composition of 400 words is not bad. It's nice to have sunshine.

I sat quietly in front of the desk by the window, facing a desk full of exercise books. The breeze squeezed in through the window, and it was particularly comfortable to blow on the face. Only a beam of sunshine outside the window hit the Phalaenopsis on the table. ...

It greedily absorbs the most beautiful things that God has given the world. The place where the sun can't shine is in sharp contrast with this shining flower. The sunshine is really good! I am honored to see all this.

This reminds me of Yang Guang, the annual champion of the Avenue of Stars. My first impression of him was that he was plain. How can such an "ordinary person" compete with his versatile opponent? However, I was wrong. He stood upright on the stage with a slightly chubby face. He is a discordant "note" on this dazzling stage. He just sang on the stage, didn't dance and didn't play tricks, but he kept looking around, looking for something in his eyes. I later learned that he was looking for the most beautiful thing in the world-light. How much he wants to see all this! This beautiful stage, this applauding audience, and his mother in the audience looked at him with praise. ...

Why does he have such a loud name? Because his mother wants to compensate him for this wonderful thing, his world has no light, which is unfair to him.

Look! What a tall and straight young man! Still with a bright smile, there is light in his heart!

We can see this beautiful world, we can see mom and dad's smiles, we can see these colorful colors, these are all masterpieces of light! The greatness of light!

A scientist once did an experiment: put a mouse in a big, big secret room with its favorite food in it. Put another mouse in a small cage and put the cage on the balcony. It can enjoy the charming sunshine every day, but the food in the cage is only enough for it to maintain. Soon a mouse died.

I stick to my "truth", of course, the mouse in the cage is dead. But I found that I was too ignorant. In fact, the secret room mouse died, and the culprit is the dark secret room!

Yes! Light-God gives us the best gift! Whether we should be like Yang Guang, having light in our hearts is the best reason to smile. How nice it is to have sunshine!

Just write 400 words. Don't be too profound. The beautiful sea has long heard that the scenery of the sea is fantastic. Although I haven't really been to the seaside, I can at least imagine the beauty of the sea.

In the morning, the sea was calm, and a red sun rose from the east of Ran Ran and dyed the whole sea red. White clouds are floating in the blue sky and seagulls are dancing happily near the sea. It is really "the sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly!" Hard-working fishermen drove fishing boats and came here early to catch fish and kelp, and the sunshine clothed them with golden costumes.

The sea rushed to the beach, splashing white waves ... all this looks so beautiful and charming! However, at the high tide at night, the sea becomes a different look, like an endless battlefield. The sea breeze roared sharply, and the waves, like thousands of soldiers, violently hit the coast and roared.

A 1,000-pound stone on the shore was brushed gently by it and sank to the bottom of the sea. At this time, the silver moon just smiled. Seeing this scene, it trembled with fear and hid in the clouds again.

All the stars closed their eyes angrily. All these were seen by the tireless sea, so it slowly stopped rushing and impacting.

The sea gradually calmed down; At night, it also quieted down, and now the scenery is more beautiful-water and sky are one color! It's refreshing Adopt me.

10. It's very kind of him to write 400 words. He is a disabled person, but he didn't exchange his lost right leg for charity, but made a living by buying waste products with his own hands and his only left leg.

It's very kind of him. I admire him. One day, my mother and I were about to go home after shopping. A foreigner who collected waste came to us slowly on a tricycle, probably because it was a long way from home. He is black all over.

At this time, my mother remembered that there were still some waste products at home that were not sold, so she stopped him. On the way home, my mother and I led the way, and he followed at the end.

I inadvertently looked back at him and found that he rode slowly. I didn't think much, thinking that he just couldn't ride a bike, so I turned and walked on. "Little sister, are you coming soon?" He wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked me with a smile.

"Oh, is coming soon. Hurry up, don't be so slow! " I replied grumpily and left without looking back. When I got downstairs, my mother went up first.

I also ran to the second floor as fast as I could. When I turned to look at him, I was shocked by what I saw: he was struggling to jump up step by step, holding the left and right walls with his hands. I suddenly realized that he is a disabled person, a disabled person who has lost his precious right leg! "What's the matter, little sister?" His smile appeared in my sight again.

"Oh, no, uncle, please slow down!" At this point, I feel how heavy my steps are. When I got to the door, my mother was already waiting at the door with the waste. My mother was surprised when she saw his leg, so she quickly gave him some money. At this time, I clearly saw that there was no smile on his face. He became serious and said, "Sister, I can't take your money."

He took the waste from his mother and took it out of his pocket 15 yuan said, "This is your money for selling the waste. Keep it. " After that, I took the junk and left.

Looking at his distant back, a strange feeling welled up in my mind. I feel guilty for my original attitude and sincerely admire his strong perseverance. I can't help but blurt out: "Uncle, you are really something!" " .

At this moment, he turned around and smiled at me, ah! Suddenly I feel that it is the most beautiful smile in the world! It's very kind of him. He is also a great man.