500 word essay on the topic of I am beautiful because I think .

I am not a handsome beauty, not a rich man with a prominent position, and not a sage who has been famous for centuries. But I'm also beautiful, I'm beautiful because I'm lovely.

At the age of six, I first stepped into primary school. One sunny day, the class was running for class president, and the teacher swept the class with that expectant gaze, hoping that someone would raise their hand. However, there was silence in the class, and the teacher looked at me again with eager eyes, so I raised my hand with confidence and firmness

Teacher, I want to be the class leader. The teacher smiled and nodded to me, followed by the thunderous applause of the students, which made me feel more encouraged and more confident to be a good class leader, a good role model for my classmates, and a good assistant to the teachers.

At the age of six, I wrote with confidence that I was lovely and beautiful.

At the age of ten, I sat on the grass with my classmates, fantasizing about our future and writing about our dreams. Some people say that they want to be teachers, teach and educate people; Some people say that they want to be a police officer and eliminate violence; Some people say that you want to be a white-collar worker, easy and fashionable; Some people say to ......I stood up and said, "I'm going to be an architect and make the most beautiful house in the world!"

After speaking, I remembered a burst of applause on the grass, and even my friends praised me for being creative and idealistic, so I was more diligent and hardworking, and worked hard to achieve my ideals.

At the age of ten, I used my dreams to express my cuteness and beauty.

At the age of fourteen, I can no longer indulge myself as much as I am. is about to face the fateful high school entrance examination a year later. I can only take one step at a time, and work hard to go on.

In the evening, when I get home, I open my books and notes, and swim in the ocean of knowledge. "Take a break and eat some fruit. With that, the mother put down the fruit bowl in Le'er's hand.

Then, my father brought me another coat, "It's cold, wear more." "Suddenly, I felt the touch of family affection, which was more convinced, more hardworking, and harder. In order to live up to my parents' high expectations of me.

At the age of fifteen, I used filial piety and diligence to express my loveliness and beauty.

From the naïve child who lay in his grandmother's arms and counted the stars when he was a child, to becoming everyone's pistachio, to the hard-working and diligent me ...... nowYes, I have grown up, but that pure and lovely heart has not changed, and it will never change ......

Although I don't have the appearance of sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and shy flowers; There are no earth-shattering and shocking achievements, but who can say that I am not beautiful? I am cute, because I have self-confidence, hard work, filial piety and hard work, I am more lovely than those beautiful women who are beautiful on the outside, but empty and ruthless on the inside! So, I don't envy them, because I have my own unique meaning and value.

People are beautiful because they are lovely, not cute because they are beautiful.

I'm beautiful because I'm happy.

Does happiness equal happiness? Most people should say yes, and maybe my answer is yes too!

What is happiness? Happiness is "cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Ultraman kills little monsters." "It's just a joke of ours.

It is an instinct for cats to eat fish and dogs to eat meat, and if a person can eat enough for three meals a day, this is happiness. And Ultraman fights little monsters to contribute to society, that is, to help others, which is also happiness. Modern middle school students have simple and ordinary happiness.

And why shouldn't I!

For me, my mother is happy to be able to spend more time with me, with friends is happy, and watching TV is ...... happinessI remember once, I made an appointment with a few good friends to go to the square to play, and in the evening, we met in the square. Then, we started looking for something fun. In the end, we set our sights on the "trampoline".

As soon as we took off our shoes, we climbed up quickly, jumped up on them, ran, laughed, shouted, and only remembered that we were "crazy" that night. When you come on your own, and at the same time give joy to others, this is happiness, in fact, my mother is with me every day, but I feel that she is just to complete my task, and she doesn't really want to accompany me and take me on ......a wild outingMaybe it's because she thinks I should focus on studying and shouldn't spend too much time on anything else.

Perhaps, I am in the midst of blessings and do not know blessings! If I had thought more about her, maybe I would have been much happier than I am now, and I would have been very beautiful at that time.

Many people believe that only success is beautiful, and failure is disgraceful. But I think: failure is also beautiful!

In this mid-term exam, because I usually do too few questions and I don't review before the exam, I am struggling with the passing line in mathematics. When the class leader read my score, I felt hot on my face, and when the math teacher heard the score, he glared at me fiercely. This time I failed completely, but through this failure, I learned a truth:

Knowledge must be continuously consolidated in order to be used flexibly; Usually do more exercises to grasp the knowledge; If you see more question types, you can be "jack-of-all-trades" in the exam.

I remember that during the "Eleventh" holiday the year before last, I participated in the national vocal competition - the preliminary round of "Super Children's Voice" in Korla to select advanced players. I won the number 488 and thought, "488, auspicious lucky number, I will definitely be able to pass!"

It was much better than I expected, and I managed to advance to Urumqi for the semi-finals. When I was ready to play, I took 3 deep breaths and kept my 180-degree signature smile on stage, but when I was only halfway through the introduction of myself, ** suddenly sounded, and I couldn't help it, so I sang along. When I got back to the hall, I told my mom about the situation, and she said that it would affect the score, and I should have told me to do it all over again.

In elementary school, there was a question of "picture writing" in the test paper of a Chinese exam. It depicts a dragonfly and a spider lying on a web web. Looking at the question, I bit the pen and thought for a while, and then wrote it at lightning speed.

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The test papers were handed in. The next day, the Chinese teacher sent the paper down, and when I looked at it, I was 99 points. So, what about one point?

It turned out that in "Picture Writing", I ate the word "dragonfly" in "dragonfly", which is equivalent to me eating a point. Tears suddenly fell from his eyes like raindrops. Although it has been a long time since this failure, I still remember it because it made me understand a truth:

Work must be serious, sloppy, a mistake in a detail, it will break a consummation!

It is this failure that has taught me one truth after another. So I knew: it was failure that made me more experienced, and it was failure that kept me from falling twice in front of a trap!

As the saying goes, "Failure is the mother of success." "I believe that after experiencing all kinds of failures, success belongs to me after all, because - the sun is always after the wind and rain, so - failure is also beautiful!

I was a little girl with big eyes and a ponytail. But my ** is very dark, I once complained to my mother, why I was so dark in my life, did I eat something when I was pregnant with me, which made my ** so black. But now, I feel beautiful because I have a heart.

I remember one time, my tablemate Qiu Jiahao didn't listen carefully in class, and the homework book was full of forks and forks, and the teacher gave him a failing grade and scolded him. He returned to his seat, tears streaming down his face, and although he didn't cry, I knew how sad and sad he was. I think he will definitely listen to the lectures in the future.

Thinking of this, I took the initiative to ask him: "Qiu Jiahao, which question do you can't do?" Qiu Jiahao said while crying

It's all because I didn't listen carefully in class, and I can't do anything now. I said to him with a smile on my face, "It's okay, you must listen carefully in the next class, and now I will teach you."

He said excitedly, "Thank you. "It turned out to be such a question:

A box of pencils is divided into 2 more for 5 people on average, and 2 more pencils for 6 people on average, how many pencils are there in this box at least? I thought: 2 more for 5 people, 2 more for 6 people, isn't that to find the least common multiple of 5 and 6, after finding the least common multiple of 5 and 6, add 2 more, and it's OK!

I told him what I thought, and he understood immediately. As a result, the teacher gave him a red punch" "I watched it and was very happy.

Although I am not beautiful, I think I am beautiful because I have a heart and a heart that likes to help others.