Essay 300 400 words or so 10

With a round face, big eyes and double eyelids, a slightly upturned nose, and slender eyebrows, this is me, a cheerful, lively, and dancing little girl.

According to my mother, I was very well-behaved and quiet when I was a child. As I grew older, I became a lively and active girl. In the eyes of my father, mother, and teachers, I was an active and somewhat unserious girl.

I always scored more than 90 points in every Chinese and math exam, because I was not serious and a little sloppy. My father and mother always reminded me to be serious in everything I do, but I always forgot their advice when I was studying and doing things, and I was not serious, which made my mother very angry. Seeing my mother's angry look again and again, I was determined to get rid of my shortcomings and take everything I did.

Dance is my favorite. I started learning dance at the age of five, mainly Chinese dance and blanket gong. In the more than three years of learning dance, I have gradually changed from a little girl who is afraid of hardships and cries when I practice to a girl who practices hard.

Dance has not only allowed me to improve my dancing skills, but also honed my will. There is one thing that still makes my mother proud and touched me. That was when I was 6 years old.

One day I had a fever, just in time for the Chinese dance class that day, my mother was worried about my health and asked if I could still take the dance class, and I told my mother that I could do it. Despite the fever, I persevered through the dance class. After the dance class, seeing my mother's concerned eyes, I smiled and comforted my mother

I'm fine! "In the study of dance in the art troupe, whether it rains, snows or holidays, I insist on attending classes and never skip class. I remembered what my dance teacher said:

One minute on stage, ten years off stage. ”

In addition to dancing, I also love to read. I already have over a hundred books on my shelves. My favorite books are fairy tales and encyclopedias.

Mom said that reading books can enrich knowledge and broaden horizons. Let me be friends with books, let books enrich my life, and swim happily in the ocean of knowledge!

This is me, a cheerful, active, and dancing little girl.

Time flies, time flies, but there are often days in life that are worth remembering. Moreover, it is "this day" that makes our lives more colorful; This day has made you so unusual from early morning to dusk; "This day" made you extraordinary from then on, that is, "this day" made me unite with nature.

This day in my life is something I will remember.

After failing the exam, I walked aimlessly down the street alone, feeling as if the world was gray, and inadvertently my eyes fell on an inconspicuous tree trunk, and my strong curiosity prompted me to walk over.

It was a chrysalis, and the life that had transformed from a caterpillar into a butterfly was struggling to get out of the chrysalis. I wanted to help him, but I also wanted to help him, and I didn't want to help him, the hand that had just been stretched out retracted coldly.

The chrysalis was broken little by little, and after a while, the life inside seemed to be tired and stopped struggling. I smiled sarcastically, "Look, aren't you just as unsuccessful?" ”

Just as I was about to leave, the chrysalis moved again, and the little life inside began to struggle again. I was blown away by the vitality of such a young insect.

After a while, the butterfly completely emerged from the chrysalis and he turned his wings into colorful colors in front of my eyes.

The outermost layer of his wings was a purple wall, followed by a bright gold, the red two dots seemed to have eyes on his wings, and the innermost orange was more like a cheer for his life! At this moment, he seemed to want me to show off: "Haha, I succeeded!"

I was indeed struck by her beauty, but even more struck by his strong vitality.

He flew away, but I was still standing there, staring blankly, the feeling of failing the exam suddenly dissipated, and the dark clouds in my heart flew away. Such a big difficulty, a small insect can get through, how can I be scared of such a small difficulty...

In an instant, life returned to its previous color, and the sun was still so bright and warm in my heart.

The process of the chrysalis transformation is so short, but the inspiration he left me is so long.

I was intoxicated. This moment is the most impressive moment in my life, and this day is the longest day of inspiration in my life.

Let's feel nature together and swim in nature.

Growing pains.

Quietly, we grew up. We have learned to be strong and to be calm. At the same time, I also learned to retouch and wrap.

Like a passing year, it has flowed away the purity and simplicity of the youth. Growing up is a process of transformation, from simple to complex, from naïve to mature. Every time a layer of skin is shed, pain is inevitable.

Writer Liu Yong said that growing up is a beautiful pain.

Looking back, I found that we had grown up with a sense of inexplicable helplessness, and I wondered if I could fully understand the rich meaning of the mundane word growing up, but I understood that growing up was a responsibility.

Six years of primary school seems to be a long time, but it is a very short time. I have made many unforgettable memories here, but the most memorable thing is the deep and innocent friendship between me and my classmates.

Every time I get between classes, there is always a hearty laugh in our class, and that person is my good "buddy" - Zhao Yuxiong. He has short hair, a Chinese face, light eyebrows, and a pair of eyes full of curiosity. He is like a "living fairy" all day long.

The expression on the face is always sunny.

Looking back on the past six years, I am very moved.

I remember after my third-grade final exams, my teacher penalized my summer homework. I found that one of the parts inside was not clearly printed, so I wanted to borrow it from Lao Zhao. But Zhao Yuxiong went to the choir to sing a song, so I found the homework book in its schoolbag and took it away.

But what I never expected was that just as I was about to return it to him, his homework book disappeared. I was so anxious that I rummaged around. But there is still no trace of Ben.

When I was at a loss, Zhao Yuxiong returned. He rummaged through his bag, as if he found that his notebook was gone. I walked over and said:

Brother Zhao, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not. He was puzzled and asked, "What's the matter?"

I ......I give you your book to ......I lost it. I think Zhao Yuxiong must be mad, I was waiting for the storm to come, but who expected, he just sighed deeply, didn't say anything, I saw it, hurriedly clasped his fists with both hands, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Thank you for the grace of the eldest brother not to kill, the younger brother will never forget it."

With that, he laughed, and the big stone in my heart finally fell.

The summer vacation has passed, and when I returned to school, an incredible thing happened, Zhao Yuxiong did not buy a new book by himself, but borrowed it from someone else and copied it himself, every time I think of this, my heart is warm, he really deserves to be my good "buddy".

I remember another time, when I was in the fifth grade, I was in the lower middle of the class in terms of composition. Composition is always after sitting on the book, my good "buddy" Zhao Yuxiong he took the initiative to help me change the composition, after class, I sat in front of him, listened to his comments to me, and seriously revised my composition. Even if it's a punctuation point, he has to think carefully, and no typo can escape his eyes.

At this time, Rao Shuai came to Zhao Yuxiong to play, Zhao Yuxiong ignored Rao Shuai, Rao Shuai called him again, his determination to change my composition was still not shaken, he rejected him with a very humorous sentence: "I'm sorry that the user you called is helping someone change the composition, please dial it later." We all laughed.

Endless stories, classmates who don't play, even if the innocent life of primary school is over, this cute image will always remain in my heart, maybe we will no longer get together with each other in the future, but I would like to hide this friendship in my heart! Forever, forever....

In life, there must be a lot of things that don't go well, a lot of things that make you complain, in my opinion, in fact, these things are on both sides, there is a good saying: "a slap doesn't make a sound" so when you can complain about something, please sit down, pour yourself a glass of milk, first think about whether you have done something wrong... In life, we often hear many similar voices: others are not good enough, opponents are too strong, their own conditions are not as good as others, others are too picky, the industry is too chaotic, the bosses are too incompetent, they are all social unfairness, they are... Dear friends, please stop complaining!

Complaining and emphasizing objectivity can only make us mentally sluggish. "If I want things to change, I have to change first! "Always remember:

I am the root of everything! I can't change the weather, but I can change the mood; I can't change my face, but I can show a smile; I can't change the past, but I can change the future; I can't change others, but I can change myself; I can't do everything, but I can do my best! If you think about it, everything is the same in life, and you hear a lot of gossip, what is not money, the house is not big enough, the children are expensive, the work is dangerous, so the mind cannot be burdened, etc., but have you ever thought about it, where is the source of these complaints?

In fact, it's all ourselves: we can earn money without money; The house is not big, as long as there is a place to live; How much does it cost for children? Think about how you came over when you were a child, why didn't your parents complain back then?

People will have pressure and responsibility to survive in this big society, so don't complain about others, think about how to solve it is the last word... When you complain, when things don't go your way, sit down and think about yourself, do you have a lot of shortcomings? Where is the root of all the inappropriateness - yourself...

He often wears a simple Chinese-style gown, his hair stands straight like a brush, his thick beard forms a "one" character in Lishu, his square face is thick and his eyebrows are flat, he has a thick black beard, his eyes are bright, and his head is full of stubborn tufts of hair that stand straight up, as if he is confessing his disharmony with the real society everywhere. Lu Xun ** or portraits, most of them have short hair erect, sharp eyes, tight eyebrows, thin face, a herringbone mustache, or contemplation or looking, no smile, dignified and grim. The thin body, yellow and white, seems to be haggard like a patient recovering from a serious illness, but he is in good spirits, the whole person is refreshed, and his eyes are bright.

His hair stood straight on end, not a single one of them was drooping, they were all so long, and above his head was a "dense forest".The most striking thing is his beard, which is extremely thick and very much like the "one" character in Lishu. You all know who he is - middle-aged Lu Xun.

Mr. Lu Xun has always been accustomed to wearing a long shirt and often holds a cigarette in his hand. When someone said something ridiculous, Mr. Lu Xun laughed from the heart, and his laughter was very clear, and he often coughed with laughter. Mr. Lu Xun often wrote articles in the middle of the night, fought with his pen all his life, and was ordered to be the "soul of the nation".

Young Lu Xun: Smooth and slippery**, big playful eyes, white cheeks, long black braids, and wearing a small cotton hat, constitute a smart and lively him - young Lu Xun. He wears a shiny silk robe embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, and his parents are people who want their son to become a dragon, hoping that their children will be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

At that time, he was still a young master - known as the little emperor. Lu Xun really shook his head when he memorized the book, his eyes were closed, and even the braids on his head were dangling. When someone said something fresh, the young Lu Xun's eyes immediately widened, and a strange light radiated in his eyes.

He laughed, only faintly. It can be seen that he is really a young master of the Zhou family!

In my heart there are mathematicians who are going up to East China.

Autumn. A leaf knows the autumn color", and the fallen leaves become a scene of autumn color.

The autumn wind blows away the "wetness" of spring and the "stuffiness" of summer, bringing a burst of coolness. It is said that the autumn wind is dry. I don't think so, I like the feeling of mixing noodles in the autumn breeze, it can make people clear-headed; can make the dust on your body fly into the distance; It can take our souls into autumn colors.

When the autumn breeze flashes, all the trees will respond with warm applause and beautiful dancing, and the scene is grand and grand, no less than the lively scene of the grand party, with butterfly-like fallen leaves flying all over the sky. The sound of the clashing between the leaves seemed to announce the good news to Mother Earth, and the child who had left home was going to return to Mother Earth's arms, and the excitement could not be expressed in words, nor did it need to be expressed, because the autumn wind had quietly told the earth.

The autumn leaves take away the "green" of spring and the "shell" of summer, bringing a moving scene of flying in the sky. Each fallen leaf is the end of one life and the beginning of another. The fallen leaves dance gracefully in the wind, sometimes fluttering down, sometimes in circles, sometimes with the wind, wearing yellow shirts, at this time they are bidding farewell to the tree with the most beautiful dance.

Thank you for the nurturing grace of Mother Big Tree. Autumn leaves spread all over the world, and as soon as you pass by, it is like playing beautiful piano music, one after another. There is the momentum of "big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate", and "the aftermath lingers around the beam for three days".

The color of autumn is painted with the "colorful" of spring, and the "fiery red" of summer, and dyed with a layer of dark brown. Brown is the dominant color of autumn. The arrival of autumn is greeted by all things in heaven and earth.

The brown color makes people think about it. I don't like "colorful", I don't like "fiery red", I don't like "white", I only love brown. It represents a kind of solemnity and calmness, and at the same time, it is also an "amber" in the depths of people's hearts, and it is wrapped in a kind of bitterness in transparency.

At the same time, brown is also a favorite of painters when depicting autumn scenes. Autumn tones are austere. Not graceful and luxurious, not pretentious, conquered me with simplicity.

The autumn sunshine covers the "warmth" of spring and the "heat" of summer, sending a trace of "refreshment", and the autumn sunshine wakes up quite late and disappears quickly. It can be regarded as "going out late and returning early". But that doesn't stop it from being qualitative.

It not only illuminates all things, but also illuminates the depths of the human psyche. I think the autumn sun is a secret to know my heart, and I don't have to confide in anyone. Because the autumn sun has told nature that they will share my joys and sorrows with me.

The autumn wind, the autumn leaves, the autumn hues, and the autumn sunshine make for a wonderful picture of autumn. There are many secrets buried in the pictures, which can be uncovered if we are good at discovering them; There are many philosophies of life hidden in the pictures, and as long as we actively seek them, we can understand them. The pictures show a lot of life, as long as we have the right attitude, we can have it.