400 word essay on what a smart person she is

She has long hair and a ponytail. He also has big eyes and a pair of sensitive ears. I like to listen to the teacher's praise, and I don't like to listen to my mother's criticism.

He loves to learn. I remember one time, when the math exam was approaching, in order to overcome the math exam, he was often immersed in the sea of questions, swimming in countless math symbols, and forgetting everything around him. Once, I asked her to play, she was doing a question, and I asked her:

Hang out? She didn't respond, and after a while, she reacted and said, "Yan Jigang, I can't go out to play, please forgive me."

I had to play on my own. She also loves to jump rope. Once, a gym class competition to jump rope, you don't know how good she is:

He started to jump very slowly, and then he jumped faster and faster, and he jumped sixty-nine times in total, which was the first place. Her classmates called her "the king of rope skipping." "Or maybe my sister is beautiful.

She has a melon seed face, a pair of big watery eyes, especially her eyelashes are particularly long, flickering, like a little star. Since she had rhinitis, she was sneezing all the time. She also has a small mouth, she speaks quickly, eats quickly, and a piece of ribs is swallowed by her in two or three bites.

I love her braids the most! Hold it high and look like a dancer.

My sister is a smart girl. She was always at the top of her class. And her essays are also very well written, and she often gets excellent stars. Her paintings are particularly beautiful, and she has won the third prize.

She also has some shortcomings, that is, she has to talk back to her grandparents, and sometimes she has to swear.

Clever him.

Everyone has their own ingenuity, and in my family, there is one person I have to admire - Dad, whose wisdom has helped me solve many problems and surprised me. My dad was an architect, he had a big heart, and under his teaching, I grew up happily day by day. Dad has a dark and shiny **, a pair of wide glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his head is full of knowledge, as the saying goes:

The prime minister can support the boat in his belly, and my dad can support the spaceship in his belly, haha! It was a sunny afternoon, what to do? School is going to start the day after tomorrow, and my handiwork is not done yet, what can I do?

I was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and my father saw that he was not in a hurry to understand the situation from me, and patiently asked me: "What kind of handiwork, make my daughter nervous like this?" I drew a simple structural diagram for him, and he looked at it and smiled, and said confidently:

It's easy, wait a minute! I looked at him in disbelief and thought: Simple?

It's easy to say, it's really strange, isn't it difficult? I was a little surprised. When I arrived in the living room, I saw my father holding paper, scissors, and rulers to make quickly, measuring and calculating, and the paper and scissors seemed to have been discussed with my father, and danced skillfully like a bird.

More delicate than I painted, almost like the real Eiffel Tower, I was surprised to ask how he did it, it turned out that my father had spent his life learning hard work on this handiwork, through some laws and formulas, according to a certain scale to design this "Eiffel Tower". It was amazing, I said out loud, "Dad, you're such a smart designer!"

Since then, I have admired my dad even more.