How to write a kitten composition of about 300 words with old clothes

This Spring Festival, I went back to my hometown Qingyuan for the Spring Festival. There, an interesting thing happened.

On New Year's Eve, we just returned to my cousin's house after dinner, and found a box outside the door. When we opened it, it turned out to be a tweeter. We didn't pay attention at first, but it came in handy the next day: my uncle went to bed late every night and got up late in the morning. We are almost finished with lunch, but my uncle hasn't got up yet. Cousin used his quick wits and picked up the horn and called, "Dad, get up quickly." But my uncle is still indifferent. Cousin was not satisfied, so he turned the speaker to recording mode. Then it was played over and over again, and my uncle finally couldn't stand the loud voice, so he had to raise the white flag and surrender.

After lunch, I thought: Isn't this kind of horn also used by supermarkets to sell goods? Let me try. I raised my horn and said, "Qingyuan fresh orange, 1 yuan a catty, pass by, don't miss it." This made everyone laugh.

Cousin, sister and grandfather play mahjong at night, and there is no one who can't play. Cousin had another brainwave, raised his horn and shouted, "We are looking for a mahjong master. If you are interested, please register at the mahjong table. " The aunt who was watching TV upstairs heard the "job advertisement" and rushed downstairs to start their mahjong war.

I can't help laughing every time I think about it, haha, it's so interesting.

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It's the Spring Festival.

The Spring Festival is coming, and all households are busy decorating their homes, and our home is no exception. No, you see, our family is very busy!

Look! Mother is tearing off the old couplets on the rickety ladder and preparing to replace them with new ones! My mother was sweating profusely, but the ground was covered with snowflake-like pieces of paper, as if it had just snowed. Look! Dad who cleans the glass again is also very busy! I saw my father "absorbed" in rubbing, and the glass was polished as bright as a mirror by my father. The thin glass rubs as hard as my father, making a "scraping" sound from time to time, as if singing happily.

Finally, my mother tore the couplets clean and could paste them. I soon found the "waiting" couplet. Hmm! Not bad! The first part is "lucky photos of people and family affairs", and the second part is "all wishes come true". Horizontal batch "is the best." Expressed our hopes and expectations for 2009! When posting couplets, I quickly found a pair of lovely cartoon cow and asked my mother to put them on the door. I hope we can be "bullish" this year. As soon as it's posted, hey! Very cute! "Niu Princess" holds a small fan that says "All the best" in her hand, wearing a big red flower and a beautiful bow on her head and a small pink skirt; Prince Bull looks beautiful in a red China Tang suit. With these two calves accompanying us for the New Year, this year's Spring Festival will definitely be much more lively! Look! They seem to say, "Happy New Year to you!" " "It's the New Year, and the taste in the street is not bad at home!

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Let's have a look!

Look! In the street, people say hello to each other. It is essential to say "Happy New Year". This sentence conveys the short words between people, and how it reveals the peace and harmony between people! The children are all in high spirits, holding lucky money in their hands, and running around the street happily. Their lovely faces are like beautiful red apples.

Look! That alley is also very lively! The old woman over there hangs festive red lanterns! Hey! Why is it so busy there? Oh, there are dragon dances. This dragon is full of verve and glittering, and the dragon forest on it is beautiful, just like the real one! "Flying" in the crowd, people exclaim all the time, as if this "real dragon" appeared in front of them.

"bang bang! Bang bang! " What's that noise? It's a few children setting off firecrackers! Look! These firecrackers shuttled through the streets and lanes, adding a lot of life to the already full-fledged alleys. These sounds seem to be giving us a new year's greeting!

20 1 1 year is accompanied by firecrackers. Facing the arrival of the new year, we will continue to work hard to show the world a more perfect self, a stronger nation and a more prosperous new China! Confidence is zero nine, and we must strive to make it more exciting than the past year!

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4 a happy thing

Life is like a tortuous movie, and wonderful little lenses make up a colorful life. I love life, and I love small lenses. It makes my life full of laughter. Whenever I get upset, I think of those funny little shots.

One day after dinner, I had a whim and said, "Dad, Mom, you are at work every day. How hard it is! " . Why don't I have a quiz to cheer you up? "Mom and dad nodded. I am the "examiner" and took office.

The game has started. The first question: "What brand is the first car produced in China?" I asked loudly.

"liberation card", my mother answered quickly. I looked at my mother. She squinted with laughter and smiled from ear to ear. I looked at my father again and saw him sighing there. I quickly said, "Dad, you have to refuel."

"The second question, please guess an idiom: Flat Peach Banquet."

"concentrate." Dad blurted it out and immediately came to life. At this time, my mother glared at my father and whispered, "Let's ride a donkey and read a song book-we'll see." The two players are now tied, leaving only one last question. Whoever answers correctly wins. "

"How to write a poem?" "Poetry. . . . . . Poetry. . . . . . I know that your father can't write poetry, and I actually take this question as a matter of fact. " Dad thought hard and couldn't figure it out. Finally, his mother thought, "Poetry is just a temple, and there is a temple next to it." "Exactly." Mom said "yes" happily, and dad gnashed his teeth.

This incident makes me feel very happy and will always be a brand-new page in my mind.

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Unforgettable things

It was a rainy day and I hurried home. There were few pedestrians on the road, but I bumped into a man and knocked him down. He quickly stood on the wall, but fortunately he didn't fall. I looked at the man through the rain curtain. His withered hands, thin body, patched clothes, and a pair of eyes staring at me blankly-he turned out to be blind. I blushed and said, "Grandpa, I accidentally bumped into you. I'm sorry. Now, are you going home? I'll see you off. "

"Ok, thank you." There seems to be a smile on his wrinkled and haggard face.

I helped him move forward. Suddenly, I tripped over something, almost fell, and my toes hurt. I looked down and it turned out to be a brick. I was about to move it, but when I saw the brick was too dirty, I complained, "Who threw the brick on the ground and almost tripped me?" Grandpa, be careful, don't fall. "

The old man did not move. He reached out his thin hand, squatted down, touched the ground a few times, picked up the brick and put it in the corner. He also said, "Maybe someone will fall when they pass by. We should think more about others. " Then I wiped my muddy hands on the wall. My eyes were wet, so I quickly took out my beloved handkerchief and wiped the mud off his hand. I found that the old man seemed to be staring at me closely with his rain-soaked eyes. I blushed and hung my head in shame.

Yes! I am his guide on his way home, but he is my guide on the road of life. "Thinking of others" is my correct way of life.

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6. Teach mom to sing.

"When difficulties come ..." When I was singing hard, my boastful mother in the bathroom suddenly said, "Yo! This song is really nice. What's its name? How do you sing it? Can you teach me? " As soon as my mother's words fell, I promised without hesitation: "Good! This song is called Left Hand and Right Hand. I promise to meet you in half an hour!

Teach you to sing, it's my treat! "

No, the classroom is located in the living room. I taught them sentence by sentence, and my mother followed them carefully. My mother is a music teacher in preschool. In less than ten minutes, I finished teaching my mother, and I went into the bedroom happily. "Oh, my God! Who sang this, noise! " It turned out to be my lovely mother. Can't she sing? What's the matter? "I listened carefully for a while. It turned out that my mother always sang the first sentences" Difficulties are coming "and" Sleepy "straight, and she had to turn a corner. I'll let my mother correct this mistake in a moment, who let me have the title of "golden voice"! So, we entered the classroom again, "Mom, sing high notes! """Mom, it's low!" "Mimi, not Mimi!" The more I teach, the angrier I get, but my mother sings seriously over and over again and keeps asking, "Is this right?" "Isn't it right this time?" In the face of such a stupid mother, my face is flushed with anger and my eyes are wide open. I said impatiently, "None of them are right. Don't make any noise. " I sat impatiently on the sofa. "Hum! Stop teaching! " I really regret it, but what I said is like spilled water that can't be collected. I have to continue teaching ... it's really unbearable. If I hadn't been embarrassed, I would have shouted, "Mom! How can you be so stupid! " My mother seemed to see my anxiety and said to me gently, "Don't worry, take your time." After that, she went to the bathroom again My mother hummed again, and I was absent-minded, huh? I'm ... I'm not dreaming! Did you sing correctly this time? ! I said excitedly, "Mom, you sang again. You sang right just now. " "When difficulties come ..." "Oh dear! Wrong again! " I saw my mother snickering through the mirror!

Oh! In fact, my mother is not stupid, just want me to experience the hard work of adults! At this time, I seemed to see my mother immediately put down her hand and explain the topic to me when I didn't understand it, and I saw the teacher patiently explain the topic to me ... they didn't show impatience. Think again, I only taught my mother songs a few times, just like a monkey, fidgeting and impatient. Put yourself in your life and experience the hard work of your parents and teachers.

Through this incident, I know the meaning of "thinking about change if you are poor"!

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Autumn is a beautiful season.

The weather is always sunny, and there is not a cloud in the blue sky. I often look up and think that the grassland sky written by Lao She is like this-the sky is so high and so blue. Looking at it, I feel suddenly enlightened. Occasionally, a bird flying across the sky will make your heart tremble. I think it would be nice if people could be as happy and free as birds.

There is no wind in autumn and the air is a little dry. Occasionally a little rain will make you feel comfortable. Smell the earth, the moist air moistens your face, and look at the colorful colors in nature. You will unconsciously open your arms, look up, gently close your eyes and take a deep breath. At this time, you are the leaf, a small flower, a fruit ... you will melt into the autumn life.

I like the yellow color of ginkgo leaves in autumn, especially in the light of street lamps. Against the backdrop of the night, that kind of yellow is not golden, a little delicate and a little subtle. There are few pedestrians on the road, and the ginkgo trees illuminated by street lamps are like oil paintings on canvas, which are beautiful. I also like the red maple leaf. It is so red that no pigment can set off such a strong color. I am dreaming that one day I can go to a big maple forest and wander alone in the maple forest, so that the red of maple leaves can flow into my blood. At this time, I remembered the poem "Stop and love the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February". Presumably, the ancients also had a soft spot for maple leaves.

Autumn is the harvest season. The happiest is the farmer, whose bronzed face and wrinkles carved by years are filled with smiles. The hard work and sweat of the past seem to have never happened. Looking at them, you can't help thinking: happiness is that simple. Why should we worry?

I like autumn. I like all the beautiful things in nature. I love life, and I want to make my life as colorful as autumn.

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Autumn is not only a harvest season, but also allows us to enjoy the charming scenery. Jinhu Park is like a shining pearl decorated by autumn girl!

When you come to the park, you find that the artificial lake is clearer and the colorful stones at the bottom of the lake are clearly visible. Small fish and shrimp are more lively and lovely. The willows on the shore are more gaunt, and the golden leaves fall one after another, just like groups of golden butterflies dancing in the air. And the holly on the side is still so beautiful and so tall.

The flower beds in the east are whiter. Snow-white chrysanthemums are everywhere, and pink wildflowers are beautiful in them. What do you mean pleasing to the eye? This is it. Look again, there is a vast grassland outside the flower bed. Every grass is so green. Every tree is a perfect work of art. They have different shapes, some are high, some are low, some are thick and some are thin. Pink Anh Hong in the light green makes people feel relaxed and happy. As the saying goes, "Everything is a little red." I think this scene can be shown.

There is a bamboo forest in the southwest, which blocks the sun and is tall and green. A gust of autumn wind blew and the trees rustled. What intoxicating music! This is a song played by nature. Behind the dense bamboo forest is a small ditch. Passing through the ditch, a farmland came into view. Golden rice is slightly curved; The fiery red sorghum opened its mouth; Snow-white cotton burst into laughter. Golden yellow, fiery red and snow white, these three beautiful colors dress up the farmland in autumn!

The park in autumn is really beautiful!

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Visiting friends on campus

Walking into the school gate, I bumped into a breeze, which smelled of magnolia and papaya. It's cool in the morning.

That cedar is the first old friend I want to visit. Ah, Odbo, have you been standing at the door like a respected old man for decades? You are like an open umbrella, how many people enjoy the cool under you. You stand up straight, guarding our beautiful campus. Years are long, only you are tall and straight.

Before I came to four papaya tree trees, the leaves whispered to me. Every tree is my bosom friend, and they bring infinite fragrance head on. One by one, you squeeze me and touch the little papaya, vying for me to pick it!

Everything on campus, which is not my good friend? I greeted them eagerly: hello! Round grapes, you hold out a bunch of fruit, do you want me to taste it? Hello! Naoko, do you want to remind us to sit up straight when doing our homework? Hello! Tall and straight flagpole, how many times have you raised the five-star red flag? Simple and sacred, you have experienced countless ups and downs, still so tall and straight. Hello! Wide playground, you have contributed to us in obscurity, and many students have become lively and cheerful with your help. Hello! The tall teaching building and your red brick and white wall are all the sounds of reading. How many talents have you sent to the country? Hey, naughty sparrow, what are you talking about? I guess what you relish is discussing the seriousness of your classmates' study.

Picking up a piece of waste paper, I felt the cleanliness and beauty of the school. Picking up a leaf and counting the regular veins, I experienced the magical beauty of nature.

It's almost class time. I waved my hand gently, bid farewell to my friends on campus, and ushered in a new day's course with a good mood and good memories.

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10 My mother

My mother, she is very beautiful, with a big mouth and a pair of magical eyes. She always smiles at people.

My mother is strict with me. Whenever I don't finish my homework carefully, she will change her usual smiling face and immediately "turn from sunny to cloudy". I have to rewrite my homework. She will praise me when I finish my homework.

Once, after I came home from school, I finished my homework in a panic and went to play computer. After a while, mom came back. I quickly turned off the computer and went to help my mother open the door. My mother looked at me as soon as she entered the room and asked strangely, "Son, why is your face so red?" "Because I was dancing," I lied. My mother asked me to take out my homework and check it. After I waited anxiously, my mother called me to her side and pointed at me and said, "Son, you made several mistakes. Please correct it quickly! " I quickly changed it. As soon as I turned around, my mother said loudly, "This is wrong again. Come and rewrite it! " "I hate it, but my mother ignores me. After a while, my mother came over and saw that I had done the right thing. She said happily, "Son, you are so smart!" "I can't tell you how happy I am.

This is my mother, a caring and strict mother!

I love my mother.

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In the yard where I live, there are two trees on each side. Every autumn, the fragrance of these two osmanthus trees can be smelled by people ten miles away. The flowers of osmanthus trees are yellow, less than three centimeters in diameter. Although they are small, they are fragrant and unique with a touch of sweetness, which can always bring people to a wonderful world. "

"The trees are full of golden flowers, dotted with the delicate season of red leaves. There is also that kind of rich fragrance,' blindly annoying incense' directly hits people's hearts and makes people feel deeply. There is also a faint sweetness in the fragrance, which makes people tired after listening for a long time. " ..... Beautiful sentences, beautiful flowers, the description of osmanthus in the article is so magical, so mythical. I was deeply moved when I read it, as if I had come to a dream with fairy tale music fluttering, melted into it and enjoyed a beautiful atmosphere. Slowly, I developed a familiar feeling about osmanthus.

Many Sunday afternoons, after finishing my homework, my mother and I went to the flower bed in the yard to enjoy osmanthus. Far away, I smelled a fragrant aroma, and a cool breeze blew. Look, the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying in the wind. Huh? What is that? Like a golden butterfly, like a silver ribbon, it lingers, floats down, floats to the ground, walks under a tree, I look up, and osmanthus falls on my face, gently and carefully, with flowers, touching my face and telling me.

Osmanthus fragrans, when I walked in and listened to the language of flowers all over the sky, its silence had already surpassed the sound. At the moment of approaching, it told me all its beauty and all its emotions at the same time. It tells me that its fragrance is pleasant, it tells me that its dance is colorful ... which is not exciting. I was bathed in osmanthus rain. That night was in my dream.

The moon is full and osmanthus flowers are in bloom. This year's osmanthus is particularly fragrant and beautiful!

Pick your own. Don't forget to adopt when you are satisfied.