A 500-word essay on the story of my brother and I

『一』My friend has masochistic tendencies, and I would like some essays about his brother beating his sister. . Make it longer and don't copy it. . Good bonus points

I walked into the room gently. Although my face was relaxed, my heart was uneasy: The test was so bad this time, I only scored 39 points. What should I do? Forget it, my brother usually dotes on me anyway, so he probably only says a few words to me, and he's like that. . . Forehead. . . . However, this is the first time I have been so bad. . . . Just as I was thinking about it, a sudden "Momo baby, you're back!" sounded, and I was surrounded by a warm embrace. "Brother, don't do this every time, okay?" I said helplessly. Yes, that's exactly what I said. . . . "What's wrong? Does Baby Momo dislike me? Oh wow, I'm so sad..." My brother pretended to cry, and I was completely speechless. "By the way, baby Momo, I heard that you took the exam today, how did you do?" My brother still had a playful smile on his face. It seemed that he didn't know yet, huh. . . "Uh... let's eat first..." I said, changing the subject. "But the rice isn't ready yet!" My brother said, slightly aware of something. "Then...then..." I really don't know what to say. "Tell me, how many points did you get in the exam?" My brother said slightly angrily. After we finished playing, I actually forgot that my brother’s bottom line was to deliberately change the topic. . . . . "I...I passed the exam..." "Hurry up!" "I scored 39 points!" I gritted my teeth and said. "Wha...what? You got such a low score?!" Because I have always scored 95 or above in the test, and I have never gotten a score like this before! "Brother, yes...I'm sorry..." I lowered my head. "You're going too far. You only passed this point in the exam? Did you use your brain during the exam?~" "You care! You're only 2 years older than me, how can you be so arrogant!****" I was also offended. He was so angry that he accidentally said a bad word. "Okay... Okay... You've grown up a lot. You've learned to use foul language, and you got such a low score. It seems that I dote on you too much. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I won't be your brother!" "After my brother finished speaking, he picked me up and pressed me on his lap. I got scared and yelled: "You...what are you doing! Let me go, you idiot, let me go!" My brother was angered by my word "idiot" and lifted up my skirt, "Pa" He slapped me and said, "Let go, let go, I hate you!" Seeing that I still didn't repent, my brother got completely angry and pulled down my vagina, revealing my delicate vagina. "Papa" "Do you admit that you are wrong?" My brother asked me, "If you don't admit it, I won't admit it!" Because my brother's beating didn't hurt, I didn't admit my mistake at all. Bang bang bang bang." My brother really got mad and hit me 14 times in a row, and it hurt so much. . . . "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It hurts so much. Brother, I was wrong. Stop hitting me. Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" I was beaten and cried, begging for mercy again and again. When my brother saw me crying, his heart hurt like a needle pricking him. He carefully put me on the bed, took out the medicine he had prepared in his pocket, and gently applied it on my red vagina. "Woo... ow..." I was still sobbing. "Momo, be good! Don't cry. I'll take you to the amusement park tomorrow, okay!?" My brother comforted me, "Oh, that's not bad!" I suddenly changed my face. My brother saw that I was happy and laughed out loud, but I scolded him ***. However, my brother was not angry, he just raised his hand in a threatening manner

"二" Composition My Brother and I The touching story is about 300 words

Being lazy is not good. Let me give you an idea. This is how your brother helps you study. Make up your own and use your imagination. For example, your brother helps you with your homework after having a bad cold. You must learn to summarize your writing experience from the details of your life (whether it is your own or someone else’s life experience, just change the name and it will be your own)

『三』The story of my cousin and I, sixth grade composition

The story of my cousin and I

Looking forward, looking forward, finally looking forward to February 13th, which is New Year’s Eve.

When I was a child, I lived with him day and night, but we were both very competitive, fighting and arguing every day, quarreling for three days and big fights for two days, just like enemies. Now that we are separated from each other because of school, we have become more affectionate. We cherish the time we can spend together during holidays even more, and we can understand each other even more. Today, I can finally go back to my grandma’s house to be with my cousin.

My cousin is now a 16-year-old young man, strong and muscular. I remember, one summer, mosquitoes were everywhere, and my legs were bitten with red spots everywhere. But my cousin was fine at all. He even said that his thighs were invulnerable to all poisons and were so hard that even the sharp beaks of mosquitoes couldn't penetrate. This has also become the butt of jokes on my lips from time to time. My cousin is soft-spoken and sometimes aggressive, but he is also very kind-hearted and calm when encountering minor accidents.

On New Year’s Eve, after a sumptuous reunion dinner, the family sat on a square table and played a game of chess (a type of poker game) with a heater to keep their feet warm. My poker skills are not good. I played 2 lower-tier games and 3 triple-header games, but only 1 upper-tier game. (The rankings in competing for the upper reaches, from top to bottom are: upper reaches, second reaches, third reaches, lower reaches) My uncle seems to have had a lucky break today and has done 4 sets of upper reaches in a row. In this game, my luck with cards is not good. I don’t have any big cards. The biggest card is an Ace. Hey, I’m afraid I’m going to be in trouble again. Grandma got an ace, and then my cousin got a 2, and no one wanted any cards, so my cousin got 8 cards in a row, ah, no one wanted them, so my cousin got a small 5 and went out and did it. upstream. I just heard my grandfather sigh: "Hey, if I had known this, I would have played a big trick to prevent him from leaving. I thought he was going to play a small trick. I regret it so much." Suddenly, my eyes lit up, Said: "Wait a minute." Then he reached out and took out a small 3 from his cousin's consecutive tickets and said with a smile: "Hey, what's going on? How can this little trick escape my sharp eyes? Take it back." My cousin had no choice but to take it back. In this way, I did not do downstream, but did escort. This is my cousin who always cheats when playing cards, but he also helps me and brings joy to everyone.

This is the story between my cousin and I. It is full of joy and cannot be forgotten. Perhaps, this will become my permanent memory.

"四" The composition is about my brother. It is about the story between me and my brother. What kind of story do you want?

My brother

My brother He lives in the countryside. His eyes are black and shiny, his mouth is big, he is eloquent, and he always likes to play outside, so his face is dark, like "black charcoal". He is also very greedy.

Every time we eat, he grabs food from me. I remember one time, I was having dinner with him. I just took a bite of potatoes and he had already eaten two potatoes. As soon as I took a bite of rice, he finished the rice and vegetables. Although he is not tall, he is an authentic "big eater". I often call him "Zhu Bajie".

Let’s just talk about this National Day. We went to my grandma’s house and bought a lot of vegetables, including my favorite chicken popcorn. I was so excited that I knocked on the table with my chopsticks and said loudly: "I want to eat, I want to eat." My mouth was watering. After a while, my grandma brought out all the dishes, and I immediately used my chopsticks to pick up the chicken popcorn. At this time, my brother flew down from upstairs like a hungry little tiger, snatched my chicken popcorn, ate it hungrily, and then shouted vaguely: "It's delicious, it's delicious." !” I stomped my feet angrily, “Mom, he ate all my chicken popcorn.” Before he could finish the sentence, he jumped up and moved the whole plate of chicken popcorn in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth. Get up. I stared at my brother with angry eyes and said: "You are disgusting, Zhu Bajie, a glutton." My brother said with a smile: "Who told you to have a small mouth!"

This is me being greedy. brother. Although my brother is very greedy, he always protects me and plays with me, which makes me very happy.

『五』The story of my brother and I, a composition for primary school students

My brother is a very charming brother. When he was in junior high school and high school, many girls chased him. Especially the eye-catching female classmates in the class all chased my brother, so my brother always brought his girlfriends home to play with, and I got to know many beauties because of this.

He is no worse than anyone else when it comes to having fun. Although he didn't get into college, his grades are not bad. He taught me all my homework. My brother is not good-looking because he had scars caused by a train accident and explosion when he was a child. In fact, my mother also has scars, but they are not serious and have healed. My brother is the most unlucky, with scars all over his face. I was lucky to be in my mother's belly at the time, with no signs of injury. Haha, but what's the matter? There are about ten people who wrote love letters to my brother, and I peeked in every time. He just kept them in the drawer. As for me, the most naughty, I always like to read them. One time, I went through my brother's drawer and found a letter inside. The content was as follows: She had been chasing my brother for four years, but he still didn't accept it. Later, my brother and the female classmate got better, and I I found out that that sister was so beautiful, with a good figure and good skin. She was still 1.72 meters tall. Her family situation was also good. Why didn't her brother accept her at that time? When I went shopping with my sister, I could see a lot of people looking at her. I decided that this sister must be my sister-in-law. Now, my brother is getting along with another sister, but I don’t like this sister. I like the sister who has been chasing my brother for four years, but this sister was introduced by my mother.

It’s been half a year now, and I still miss my sister and really want her to come back, but it’s not me getting married, so what’s the use? Hey

My brother occasionally mentioned his sister and showed me her photos. She is actually a car model now. It is unimaginable that a girl with such a good temperament likes my brother, which shows how charming he is. ,hehe! !

That’s because my brother has many advantages. He works hard and is excellent in both character and study.

"Lu" A 100-word essay on the story of my brother and me

My brother is one meter tall and seventy-three meters tall and weighs one hundred and thirty pounds. He is a little bookworm. My brother is always reading. One day, my brother came back from school and I saw a bag on his head. I said, "What happened to your head?" My brother said, "I was reading too seriously and accidentally hit a telephone pole." When my brother said it, the whole family He immediately laughed out loud. My brother wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. My brother likes to play basketball, and he is the pioneer of the basketball team. No one can match my brother's skills on the basketball court; that's a masterpiece. My brother has very good grades and is often first in grade. I want to learn from him.

Hope to adopt it

"撒" Self-introduction essay of 500 words

It has become a rigid dogma that has long restrained people's thoughts in China's feudal society, causing producers to forget about life and work. The focus of reproduction of products other than those required for production is division of labor; therefore, it also has its own characteristics and harms agricultural production. Confucians acknowledge the pursuit of profit and advocate valuing justice over profit. Regarding China's feudal economic thought and even the development of China's feudal economy itself, they also advocate that a "strong country" must "weaken the people", so they are not opposed to the pursuit of profit; they also clearly state that a rich country must Based on enriching the people, scholars are classified as the four people. A strategy to enrich the country. It deals with business. Later, Shang Yang carried out reforms in Qin. This economic thought of Taoism was later spread to Western Europe, advocating that agriculture, industry and commerce should be allowed to develop naturally and be "articles" fortified. Compared with ancient Western economic thought, the four peoples are in the same row, easy to make profits, but occupy a dominant position. Later, various opinions or policies were put forward, except focusing on agricultural production. Taoism starts from natural philosophy. Since the economic and political system of China's feudal society has its own characteristics, Confucianism also refers to the Tao of human society, and the policy of enriching the country and strengthening the army and "focusing on the roots and suppressing the weak" is proposed as a prerequisite for seeking profit.

『8』 I spent a day with () composition

I spent a day with Nuwa Empress

One day, I got up early and went out to play. In the garden, I didn’t know what I stepped on. Something, suddenly Nuwa Empress appeared.

Empress Nuwa smiled and said: "Little sister, I can help you realize two wishes. What are your wishes?" I thought to myself: "That's great! So lucky!" I I touched my head and told Nuwa that I wanted to be a god for a day. Empress Nuwa waved her hands, and with a "swish" sound, I became a god in the sky! Empress Nuwa said to me seriously: "Little sister, you are busy being a god. Are you sure you want to be one?" I felt pleased with myself and nodded affirmatively. I didn’t expect that I would become a goddess today, but Empress Nuwa was so right! Being a god is really too busy.

I was observing the world from heaven and saw a child who was separated from his family. So, I became a warm-hearted sister to help her find her family and take her home. When I finished my work and returned to the sky, I saw another thief preparing to steal an old woman's wallet. I immediately turned into a plainclothes policeman to arrest him, but I was exhausted.

Seeing that I was exhausted, Empress Nuwa said to me: "Little sister, you have a second wish. What do you want to do?" I hurriedly said: "I don't want to be a god anymore. I want our whole family to become tall and wealthy." After hearing this, Nuwa said nothing. After a while, she waved her hands and our whole family became tall and very rich. However, Empress Nuwa made our whole family two meters tall. It was very inconvenient for us to go out because we were too rich and encountered a lot of trouble. So I begged Nuwa to change us back to our original state. With a little touch from the Empress Nuwa, our whole family changed back.

After spending a day with Nuwa, I understood that I can’t be greedy. It’s enough for me now that I have my parents and my brother.

"Nine" An essay titled "The Story of My Brother and Me"

My brother and I have been the best friends since we were children. We play together and study together. This has never happened A bit of a contradiction. But one time there was a huge friction between my brother and I.

That day, I took my students (I usually teach a few kindergarten children when I have time) to buy candy bars. As soon as I walked to the door of my brother's house, I heard a familiar voice calling me by my nickname (I usually hate other people calling me nicknames). I turned around and looked: the person who called me by my nickname was actually my brother! I was very angry and turned away.

Two days later, my brother came to see me. I thought to myself: Humph, it’s useless to come to me to apologize, I want to break off our relationship with you! Thinking of this, I don't know why I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart. The elder brother spoke: "Sister, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have called you your nickname. I hope you can forgive me." "Who told you to call me my nickname? I will never forgive you!" When he said that, My eyes suddenly filled with tears. I won't let anyone see my vulnerability. So, I held back my tears and pushed my brother out of the door.

Later, my brother came several times, but I still didn’t forgive him. Finally, my brother gave up the chance to ask for my forgiveness and stopped coming. After a few days, I calmed down. I began to wonder whether this was the right thing to do: Should I not say that about my brother? After all, he apologized to me several times. Was I too impulsive? Should I apologize to him? But how could I speak to him? I think about it in class, after class, on the way to school, on the way to and from school, and before going to bed. Although this disrupted my daily routine, I felt it was worth it because I finally came up with a good way to get the best of both worlds. This method can not only resolve the conflict between my brother and I, but also save my face. I led my little sister and knocked on the door of my brother's house. My brother was suddenly stunned when he saw me. I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Brother, Xiaoyou insists on coming to play with Jingjing, please call Jingjing out!" My brother calmed down and immediately called Jingjing out. They were playing and we were watching. In this way, the conflict between my brother and I was resolved.

At that time, I thought: I will have a broad mind like my brother in the future. Just like a poet said: endure the calm for a while, take a step back and the sea and the sky will be brighter.