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Mr. Ma's mouth.

With a chubby body, a round head, inch hair, and a pair of myopia glasses on the bridge of my nose, this is my composition enlightenment teacher - Mr. Ma. Since learning composition with Mr. Ma, my writing level has been thriving and improving rapidly. Two spring and autumn seasons passed, and I found that Mr. Ma's mouth was different.

When Mr. Ma's mouth is mentioned, what the students think of must be full of words and witty words, of course! However, I discovered another characteristic of his mouth - "eating".

At one point, we were all immersed in writing. When I looked up and thought about the problem, I saw Mr. Ma munching on a large "red Fuji" apple. I couldn't help but frown and asked:

Teacher Ma, how do you eat in class? Who knows, but he said seriously: "Apple moistens my throat, I have been teaching for so long, and my voice is almost hoarse."

Every time Mr. Ma eats in class, he will find an "excuse".

Again, a classmate secretly ate sour black plums in class and was caught red-handed by Teacher Ma. Naturally, nothing good would come out of that classmate - the sour black plum was confiscated. We thought that the "sinful" sour black plum would be thrown into the trash, but who knows, Mr. Ma opened his mouth and "stored" less than half a bag of sour black plum in his stomach.

We couldn't help but say in unison, "Teacher Ma, this ......."Before we could finish speaking, Mr. Ma put on a serious appearance again: "It's a pity that such a delicious thing is still gone, waste is the biggest crime!"

We were all speechless.

I think that if you are familiar with Mr. Ma, his mouth will definitely impress you.

A person who touched me essay.

On Sunday afternoon, my mother took me to the farmer's market to buy groceries because the family had guests. The market is crowded, and I am in a hurry to buy leads. In desperation, we came to a small stall selling vegetables on the side of the road, and the stall owner thought that the old man was an old farmer who had suffered from the weather.

When my mother asked for the price, she bargained with him, but the old man refused to lower the price. I urged my mother impatiently on the side, and my mother was also in a hurry, hurriedly weighed the food and paid for it, and left in a hurry. Who knew that halfway through, only to find that the key was missing, what should I do?

There will be more guests coming later! Mom had an anxious look on her face. "It must have been forgotten from the scheming old man.

I say. After some intense thought, we went back and tried our luck. It was late afternoon when I got there, and there weren't many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw that the old man was still there, the food had been sold out, and his eyes were looking around, as if he was waiting for someone.

We walked up, and the old man recognized us, and he handed the key to my mother with his calloused hand. Mom nodded knowingly to him, and all three of us smiled happily.

Looking at the simple old man in front of me, what else can I say? A sense of guilt arose. I wish the old man a safe life.

This article ** junior high school essay, I am also going to publish an essay.

I discovered her beauty.

She's the same name as me, beautiful, Bingxue is smart, but she's not tall and timid.

Because she was always silent, and her academic performance was not very good, I never noticed her existence and never took the initiative to pay attention to her. Several times, when she came up to me with a problem and asked me for advice, I always said impatiently, "Don't you think about it yourself?"

I don't have time! When she heard this, her face turned red, and then she left helplessly with a look of disappointment. She hasn't asked me since.

I'm happy to be quiet, so it's best not to bother me anymore.

However, as the grade level went up, the problems around me began to pop up one by one

In the first year of junior high school, she went to school in Wangniudun, and she got it. I found that she had changed, she was bolder than before, I heard that she was also attentive in class, she often circled the book in class, and often heard her confident answers, but I didn't expect her voice to be so beautiful. When I encounter a problem I don't understand, I can boldly raise it and discuss it with my classmates, and I have seen her little face turn red because of excitement several times.

When her classmates are in trouble, she is happy to help them, always smiling. Teachers often praised her for her progress.

On Saturday, she came to my house to see me, she listened to my questions in my room, and she was willing and serious to give me several useful suggestions for my problems.

My feelings for her have slowly changed. Another time, I went on the bus with her. "Woo woo woo"...

The bus continued to move forward, and after a while it arrived at a stop, ho, there were a lot of people waiting for the bus, lined up into a Jackie Chan and a dozen people at once, walking at the back was an elderly grandfather, but there was no seat anymore, the old man staggered in the carriage, looking around. She stood up all at once and hurriedly said"Grandpa, take my seat"!

The old man smiled and said, "You are such a good boy"! At this time, the uncles and aunts in the car all cast envious eyes on her.........

I knew that I had been wrong before, and I took the initiative to admit my mistake to her, and she forgave me.

Since then, the two of us have often studied and played together during the holidays, and have become very good friends.

There is only a thin line between the beauty and ugliness of the soul, and the key is whether you have the heart to discover it. In this world, there are countless people with ugly appearances, and perhaps because of this, you have missed many opportunities to learn; Maybe because of this, your life is more boring....

I'm an elementary school student, so I can't answer it.

Uncle is an optimist Uncle is optimistic all day long, cool and crooked, woo

But she also sometimes gets into trouble with people. Once I borrowed her an eraser, and she followed me like a fart all day asking for the eraser.

Her handwriting is very good, and her name is always on every teacher's praise. That's what makes me envious.

As the saying goes, "No one is perfect, no one is perfect" Chai Yifan is no exception, her shortcoming is that she loves to interject. Once the teacher asked a question, the students all raised their hands and sat upright, waiting for the teacher's question, only Chai Yifan shouted, "Teacher, I, I" The teacher said that she was good at everything, but she loved to interject.

That's her, do you like her?

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