Kneel and beg for two essays, the first year of junior high school! 40 600 word essays on the first

Mom and Dad were not at home Came to the kitchen and started cooking by myself When cutting shredded potatoes, I accidentally cut my hand and was stunned, and after 5 seconds, I reacted, I was taken aback very seriously, and screamed "Ah" "I found a Band-Aid, it hurts, 555....The shredded potatoes were fried very hard, and I barely ate a little bit. I walked into the toilet and threw up on the toilet for a while, making myself look very pitiful and pitiful.

Lie in the bathtub and pretend to be dead. Interesting? It's boring, it's really boring, but I just love this kind of boring game.

I walked into the room, opened the planner, and prepared to do my homework. English can't do it! Math is not washed!

Physics doesn't want to do! I suddenly realized that I was doing almost nothing but desperately writing journals and essays. Forget it, let's play with the computer!

I got on QQ and chatted with my friends for a while. Played CrossFire for a while. It's 10 o'clock.

Let's sleep. I went to bed, but I couldn't sleep. I turned on the TV and watched it for a long time.

It's half past two in the morning. Turn off the lights. So be it!

I can't sleep anyway! Alas, another lonely night! Original, A+ Composition.

Childhood is colorful, like a beautiful seashell by the sea; Childhood is carefree, like a prodigal doll who laughs all day long; Childhood is innocent and sweet, like the clear spring water in a mountain stream. When I talk about my childhood, I can't help but think of an interesting thing.

I remember when I was five years old, one day, my mother poured some white powder into the water while washing clothes, and after only a few rubbings, thick white bubbles came out of the basin. I thought it was funny, my two little hands went into the water, kept patting, and grabbed the foam and put it in the water, and the two hands suddenly became "bubble hands". The bubbles are piled up one by one on the hand, gently and softly, which is really fun.

Mom let me play for a while. With a hard slap of both hands, white foam splashed all around. Some of them hit the ground and shattered, some flew up, and with color, I ran around the house chasing the bubbles, and unexpectedly stomped on the water in the laundry tub and spilled it all over the ground.

My mom said I was a little naughty and wouldn't let me play anymore.

After a few more days, my mother was out and I was the only one at home. I played with the doll for a while and felt bored, so I remembered to play with white bubbles, but I can't do laundry, what should I do? Inadvertently, I saw the flower silk cloth on the top of the cabinet.

Yes, wash it. I put the flower silk cloth in the basin of water, washed it, there were no bubbles, and then I washed it or not. Oh, I remembered that my mother sprinkled some white powder when she washed, I looked for white powder everywhere, found the kitchen from the bathroom, and found the bed from the kitchen, rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a transparent bag in the barrel next to the refrigerator, which was full of white powder, I quickly grabbed a handful of flower silk cloth and put it in the water basin, rubbed it like my mother, and kept shouting:

Play Bubble ......"Huh? How do you not bubble white? The hands were sticky, the white powder and the flower silk cloth were glued together, and even the fingers were almost glued.

I was busy rubbing it on the silk cloth, but the more I rubbed it, the stickier it became. I was in a hurry, and I wiped my little hand on my face, and all of a sudden, my face became slimy, and I was so frightened that I cried.

This is, my mother came back, saw my appearance, pinched the thing stuck to my face with her fingers, and found the place where I had just grabbed the white powder, and asked, "Did you use the white powder here?" "Hmm!

I nodded repeatedly. "Hahaha! Mom leaned back with a smile, "You're such a little naughty!"

This is the flour used by my mother to steam steamed buns. Use laundry detergent to do your laundry, so that your favorite white bubbles can bubble up. ”

Flour? Washing powder? Aren't they all white? "I was dumbfounded.

Childhood anecdotes twinkle in my mind like stars in the sky.

Khan has to do his own thing.