600 or 700 word essay for 7th grade Chinese 7th grade Chinese class

Fun "acting" Peking Opera.

My hometown is in Hunan, and although "Peking Opera" is not my hometown opera, I still know a lot about it. Speaking of which, I can't help but think of a little funny incident from my childhood, and now looking back, it's really funny!

It happened on a weekend, and I was so bored that I didn't know what to do.

Knock knock, knock knock ......"There was a knock on the door, and when I opened the door, I saw that it was Li Xin and Yu Ziwei! They were my classmates and came to my house to play. At this time, my sister also came out of the room.

In our spare time, we came up with an idea and decided to act in a "Peking Opera", with my sister and I as the director, and Li Xin and Yu Ziwei as the actors.

After some deliberation and the "costumes" (preparations) are ready, the play begins immediately

Knock knock knock! "Playing on the leather sofa and knocking on the pen case, the dubbing of the beginning is imitated in a similar way.

Who is here to spread wild?! Yu Ziwei spoke even more majestic, wow!

Hmph, I am the son of the Li family, there is a rule here, all heirlooms should be handed over to the imperial court! Hurry up and hand over your 'Jade Guanyin'! Li Xin said with a wide eyebrow, showing a kind of "domineering".

How can it be justified, see how I clean you up! ”

"What followed was a solo fight.

At this time, Yu Ziwei angrily raised the "steel gun" (stick) that she had already prepared in her hand and stabbed Li Xin in the abdomen ......

Originally, Li Xin should have been stabbed with a steel gun, and then fell to the ground, and finally pulled the curtain down, which can be regarded as the end of a story. But Li Xin fell down laughing before he was stabbed. So we rehearsed this clip many times, but it didn't work, and Li Xin laughed when he arrived at this time.

It seems that this play is incomplete.

Afterwards, I asked Li Xin with a smile: "You see how good Yu Ziwei is, but why do you have to laugh when you fall?" ”

Li Xin grinned and replied, "Because of ......."Because Yu Ziwei's appearance at that time was so funny. The eyes are glaring, the eyebrows are horizontal, haha......I'm laughing at me! ”

I listened and pushed her: "Look at you, when are you serious?" ”

This little wave of life kept "blooming" in my childhood!

I don't support this because it's not yours anyway, but I'm sure you won't write it yourself since you can find it online.

I learned a truth from this.

Under the curved scythe moon there is a body as beautiful as hers, jumping and falling again and again. How many stories have I heard of her kindness, and her sparkling, sapphire heart reflected in the blue sea, the pure creature --- dolphin that my sister and I were obsessed with.

Last New Year, my sister and I both received gifts that made us so happy--- I received a crystal blue dolphin, and my sister received a dolphin cloth toy that I already owned. The sunlight shone through the window, the crystal dolphin sparkled, and the bright eyes seemed to be staring at me intently, which I loved very much. My sister's is lifeless, far less beautiful than the dolphin in my hand.

Dad said, "My sister is small, the crystal dolphin will be broken if she is accidental, and when she is older, I will give her a more beautiful one." I couldn't help but feel a little proud, and my sister looked very depressed, showing envy that could not be concealed.

After lunch, my sister and I played "hide and seek" and found it. Hearing only the sound of "pop", my heart was shocked, and I looked up suddenly, and saw my sister standing in front of the table in a panic, with a broken crystal dolphin under her feet, and a pool of blue liquid slowly spreading. "Sister, yes.

I'm sorry. My sister's trembling voice sounded in my ears, "I." I'm not the same.

You just did it on purpose! My eyes seemed to shout at her: You a**!

I picked up the fragment of the dolphin and remembered how wonderful and crystal clear it had been, and it seemed that there was no greater sin than this. "My dolphin is prettier than yours, and you're going to break it, aren't you! You pay me!

With that, I picked up the inkwell and spilled the most beloved New Year's gift she had received beyond recognition. She cried "wow", which attracted adults, and I was scolded by my mother. I'm even more angry:

Why did she comfort her when she was young? What's wrong with me! Vowed never to ignore him again.

When I woke up the next morning, I had not yet recovered from the grief and anger of yesterday, and suddenly found a crystal dolphin and a letter at the head of my bed. My sister opened the bag of letterheads, "Sister, I was wrong yesterday, I broke your dolphin and scolded you, I'm really sorry, you forgive me." Looking at my sister's crooked words and sincere apology, and remembering my mother's teaching of "people must learn to be tolerant" that I regarded as a deaf ear last night, I felt a little ashamed, and I didn't know what to say when I stepped out of the door to face my anxious sister at this moment.

I have to admit that my sister's tolerance, introspection and sincerity make me feel ashamed of myself compared to my calculations.

I have to remember it forever in my heart, so much so that I will never forget it now. I understand:

Tolerance is more problematic than anger, and people must have a heart that is broader than the sea and the sky.