I m pretty good at writing 100 words

That's good.

Life is supposed to be simple and beautiful. A little more caring, a little less suspicion, that's good.

Inscription. My family lives next to the zoo, where there are not only thousands of tourists, but also quite a few beggars. Every time I pass by with my friends, I don't hesitate to share a piece of my happiness with the beggars, every time, albeit in small amounts.

Once, I took my brother to the zoo to play. The sun was blazing that day, and my brother's delicate personality could not endure it, and after a while he was clamoring for a cold drink, but I caught a glimpse of the ragged people—some of them missing arms, some of them had broken legs, some of them were playing guitars and ......They were accompanied by no family, let alone any drinks and ice water. I didn't hesitate to ignore my brother's successive extravagant requests.

I gave them the only 5 yuan I had left.

What to do with them? I'm going to eat cute! ”

But my actions were soon opposed and condemned by my family. There are one case after another of "millionaires pretending to be beggars" in society, and my mother scolded me: "The hard-earned money we earned was thrown by you to this group of people, many of them are **, do you understand?"

Facing my mother, whose face was already flushed with anger, I was going to argue with reason, but I stopped again, and just replied softly, "Isn't it good that everyone helps each other?" ”

Yes, no matter how many bricks are smashed, I will pave them into my "road to charity".

Last summer, I was going to the Mathematics Olympiad. I got up late in the morning and hurried to the station, only 15 minutes away. "Oops!

The monthly pass and wallet are left at home! The mother looked panicked, thinking that it was probably too late to go home. Suddenly, I noticed a beggar with a broken leg crawling on the ground.

He may have seen my panic and confusion, and said to me with a smile: "Son, go make an air-conditioned car." Two bucks for you!

With that, he stretched out a calloused hand.

My mother was stunned, but I said "thank you".Looking at the beggar's back, I thought to myself, wouldn't this be good?

Life is supposed to be simple and beautiful. A little more caring, a little less suspicion, that's good.

With so few points, who wants to? 600 more sons.

When I was a child, I copied all my compositions. Hehe.

1 All of them are not as tall as theirs, and their strength is not as great as theirs, but if I persevere, I will definitely learn and learn well, and I cannot give up. During the period when I was learning the waist drum, I listened and played very seriously, and when other students stopped to rest, I would continue to practice, and my ability to play the waist drum also improved by leaps and bounds, and I became more and more proficient day by day. The waist drum teacher often praised me for being small, ambitious, and persevering.

When I hear the teacher's praise, my heart is always happy.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and in a blink of an eye, I am already a "big" student in the sixth grade, and I should study hard and do everything I should do. However, one thing in the fifth grade never got rid of it. It was a mid-term exam, and I only scored 260 points overall, which was a big blow to me, who usually got good grades.

When I got home, I looked at my three test papers with a lot of red "", and I just wanted to cry, but I suddenly thought of Robinson in "Robinson Crusoe" that I watched a few days ago, and I remembered my favorite song "Sailor": how great Robinson is, his strong quality, tenacious perseverance, left a deep impression on me; The lyrics of "Sailor" jumped into my mind word by word: "He said that this pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away your tears, don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams .......""I suddenly felt that my whole body was full of strength to struggle, and I felt as if I saw the dawn of hope......So, I worked hard and studied hard every day, and every second counted:

Wake up early in the morning, memorize English words, and read English texts; After lunch, I tackled math problems and asked questions if I didn't understand; After finishing my homework in the evening, I roamed in the ocean of language ......In the final exam, I got the good score I dreamed of - second place, but I still have a little regret, why didn't I take the first place? So I worked harder and moved towards that goal, I knew that I would encounter more difficulties and face more setbacks, but I was not afraid, the so-called "there is nothing difficult in the world, only afraid of people with hearts".

You may say that I am "the old king sells melons, and he sells himself and boasts". Then let me talk about one of my "shortcomings" - that is, I love to "mess" with the family's "spare money", these "spare money" is less than a dime, more than a dollar, you don't treat me as a thief, this is all under the consent of my parents I took it, this money accumulated to a certain value, I want to come in handy. Look at the bookcase in my room, it's now full of extracurricular books that I bought:

There are ancient and modern Chinese and foreign masterpieces, exhibitions for primary and secondary school students, science fiction books, and detective ......I have to spare an hour every day to read, otherwise, I always feel empty in my heart.

Well, I'm pretty good, right? When I encounter difficulties and setbacks, I always face them correctly and overcome them without giving up or "running away". Don't underestimate me.

I'm pretty good, and I love to help others.

In the morning, I went to school, and as soon as I got out of the building, I saw Grandpa Ma carrying a basket of vegetables to meet me, and I said, "Grandpa Ma, you are so early." Let me help you mention the elevator entrance. As I spoke, I grabbed the food basket, turned around and walked back, until I took Grandpa Ma to the elevator, which is very close to the school, that is, 5 minutes away.

I was walking, did I see Grandma Li selling popsicles at the gate of our school, every day when I went to school, she was already at the school gate, what happened today? , I quickly chased after Grandma LiWhile helping Grandma Li push the cart, I chatted with her, "Grandma Li, your leg is a little lame, what's wrong?"

cough, don't hide it from your little classmate, I have no children, my wife and I are laid-off workers, selling popsicles at the school gate, it is ** special approval, this is not, I was busy this morning, I touched my leg", I spoke, and soon arrived at the school gate, I said, "Grandma Li, after school in the afternoon, you wait for me, I will send you home." This is a promise I made to Grandma Li to help her push the cart. Until her legs are good.

That's who I am. Not bad, isn't it?

Write about how proud you feel.

"Bang! There was a loud bang, and everyone gathered around. It turned out that it was Xiao Z's table that fell.

Xiao Z is a skinny girl who heard that her parents are divorced and her family is very poor. She was very bullied by boys, either things were broken by someone, or people were pushed by boys. No, she cried again.

Lao Zeng's daughter! "Old granddaughter! Her classmates didn't care what she thought, they just wanted nicknames for her relatives and friends. Xiao Z didn't care, grabbed her fluffy hair, and gave everyone a white look.

I sometimes calm down and think about it, Xiao Z is actually a good girl. When I saw her standing stupidly, her appearance shocked my heart! I've never seriously watched Xiao Z, and I've been a classmate for five years.

She is also quite beautiful, with such big eyes, after crying, they are a little bigger, and her eyelashes are super long! Such long eyelashes are definitely the same as those foreign female stars. The more I look at it, the more familiar I feel, how can I look so similar to someone?

By the way, it's super similar to Chen Qiaoen!

The Chinese teacher always said that she was super good at writing, but I didn't believe it: how could such a girl write beautifully? Until this time, the teacher asked us to look at the words written by our classmates, and I saw that it was Xiao Z's.

Her handwriting is really beautiful, almost the same as what the teacher wrote! I was dumbfounded, and I stayed there.

I'm the team leader, so I casually flipped through her essay when I checked my homework. She writes very little, and she only writes 300 words of a 500-word essay, but the theme is very clear, and what she wants to express is very clear. The teacher said:

The language of her articles is concise. This made me look at her again.

I used to hate her for not having a complete pentatonic note, which caused our group to sing last place, but since then, Xiao Z has sung softly and has not affected us, which may also be the advantage of Xiao Z's self-knowledge. Nowadays, I occasionally talk to her, and she looks at me with friendly eyes. Little Z is actually not bad.