Excellent writing composition 400 to 600 words.

1. Spider Story Today, I was lying in bed with my eyes half closed. Inadvertently, I saw something black on the wall. I thought: Could it be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and looked forward. Unexpectedly, it actually moved. Ah! It is really an "eight-legged freak"! I shouted in horror. You know, the insect I fear most is spiders, and this kind of spider is black and big, which is very scary. Mother heard the crying and came over and asked, "What's the matter?" I stammered, "There are ... spiders here." Then she pointed to the spider on the wall. Who knows, my mother casually said, "What do I think? Isn't it spiders that make a fuss? It won't bite. What are you afraid of? " Say that finish and went out. I thought: What is a little spider afraid of? I am hundreds of times older than it! It can be pressed into patties with one finger. I think so, but my eyes are always fixed on the "eight-legged freak", fearing that it will climb into my crib. I saw it crawling and crawling. When it climbed to the edge of the air conditioner, it suddenly fell. My heart thumped and I stared at the spider. I didn't expect it to swing in mid-air. It turned out that this spider was doing acrobatics with the silk it spit out. When it has played enough, it rises like a spring. I sighed, but fortunately I didn't fall into my bed. Alas, it is so. I feel happy for myself. I didn't expect it to climb to my crib at a fast speed. I was taken aback. The joy just now has vanished, followed by the heartbeat of "drumming", but this spider didn't know it at all and was still crawling to my crib. I jumped out of bed and touched my "savior"-grandpa, who saw this scene and tore up a newspaper. He put the newspaper in the path of the spider, waiting for it to "trap itself". I saw that spider really climbed up along the newspaper. Grandpa gently picked up the newspaper, opened the window and put the spider back into nature. I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, why didn't you kill the spider?" Grandpa smiled and said to me: "Spiders specialize in mosquitoes and are beneficial insects. We should protect them. " I nodded and thought: you can't just look at the appearance of a thing. Only by knowing more cultural knowledge can we better protect and utilize them. When I first grew up, many things happened every day. They are like stars in the sky, shining in my heart. Today, a shining star crossed my mind again. I went to my grandmother's house for a holiday this morning, but my period sent her two-and-a-half-year-old son Xiao Jian to her grandmother's house for care. Grandma had something to do, so she gave me Xiao Jian. Grandma said to me when she left, "Be a good nanny and look after the children." Isn't that Doby boy? It was simple, so I agreed. Who knows, to my surprise, it's not easy to be a nanny. As soon as grandma left, troubles kept coming at me like waves. Look at this little guy. He made a mess of toys, one for the east and one for the west. He hasn't played for five minutes and wants to eat again. I can't help it! I have to work around the house. Worst of all, he peed again, and his cousin's masterpiece, "Boy's Urine", spilled all over the floor. Now I'm busy again, changing my pants and mopping the floor ... If it weren't for my precious son with menstruation, I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't give him a good beating. "Be a good nanny." Grandma's words have been ringing in my ears. How can I be a good nanny? Funny? Scared? Neither. I have to think of a new way to complete the task given to me by my grandmother, and I secretly made up my mind. I tried several ways to tease the baby, but they all ended in failure, almost killing me. I am sweating with anxiety. What should I do? I looked around for help, hoping for a hint. Suddenly, my eyes fell on the VCD in the hall, and I immediately had an idea. Yes, that's it! I plugged in the power supply, turned on the VCD switch, put on the song disc, and a beautiful song came from the speaker. Gee, a miracle happened. My cousin seems to be attracted by the charm of music and can't help dancing with it. You see, he twisted little ass, clapped his hands, hummed milk to the music, and his eyebrows blossomed with joy. When I saw my cousin having a good time, I couldn't help laughing. Time, like running water, passes quickly. Not long after, grandma came back from the door and saw her little cousin safe and sound. She amazed me that this little babysitter has a way of ... seeking knowledge of time and space. "Through this incident, I understand that no matter what a person does, he can do it well as long as he meditates calmly and thinks seriously. We walked at night for the first time in our life, and there were many firsts. A first time is like a footprint, printed on the road of our growth. Among them, the scene of my first night walk is the most unforgettable and haunts me from time to time. That was three years ago. At that time, I lived in my grandmother's house. One night, my cousin gave me one yuan to buy two snow poles and asked me with concern, "Can you do it?" I patted my chest and said, "With my courage as a thief, I can certainly do it! "When I said this, I walked out of the house. I was so proud that I suddenly walked out of the clouds nine nights ago. However, in order to "defend" my face, I had to bite the bullet and go forward. Because there are tall and straight poplars on both sides of the road, the wind rustles when it blows. I looked around in horror. In desperation, I had to sing Tintin's song to cheer me up: "The Three Kingdoms fell apart at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. "When I came to the grocery store, a burst of footsteps got into my ears. I turned pale with fear, my legs went limp, and I looked back shaking. A stumbling drunkard came up to me. I thought: drunkards are ghosts, too Thinking about it, I couldn't help being surprised and shouting, "Run! "I rushed to the canteen at the speed of a tornado. What a false alarm! I have been running since I bought a snow pole. When I passed the cemetery, I suddenly heard the voice of ghosts crying and wolves howling. I came to an "emergency stop" and only heard someone shouting, "Take the snow pole! "I was blue with fear, and now it's even worse. I thought to myself: fear is not the way. Looks like we're going to fight poison with poison! I learned from Bao Gong's interrogation of prisoners and shouted, "Whoever comes here, give your name quickly!" "At this moment, a shadow jumped out from the cemetery. I took a few steps back in fear. At first glance, it turned out to be my cousin. I immediately gave my cousin an ice cream, and the two of us went home after eating. Through this incident, I understand a truth: there are no ghosts in the world, only scary people. Agree with comment 20 1| (2)

I like water.

Mr. Qin Xue borrowed Jia Baoyu's words: "Daughter is made of water." Comparing my daughter to water is because water is the beauty of the sun, the moon and the mountains. Nothing can better reflect the temperament of China literati than landscape painting. Mountains and rivers, water is essential. The clear spring in the forest, the trickle gathered at the peak and the groundwater gushing from the crevices are the souls of rock flow. On the painting axis, the fog that permeates the mountains and the white practice that pours down the mountain are the lightest agility and the life of the mountain. Without them, mountains will lose their aura. The mountains in the south of the Yangtze River have always been famous for their beauty, and it is precisely because there are many waters in the south of the Yangtze River that you can "go with the flow and do anything". In the poet's eyes, walking with water is close to nature, so the fisherman hidden in the world described by Qu Yuan has also become an enlightened man admired by scholars of all ages, who is uncontested and open-minded. Does the beauty of water wash away the dust in their hearts and make their eyes bright as water? "Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog, alas, it was a green landscape." This is the realm of the fisherman, and it is also a charming enjoyment of water. But the beauty of water is more than beauty. In the article "Hebo", "Looking around Kunlun Mountain, my heart flies. It is the association that the poet forgets to return to the majestic Yellow River at dusk, but he is extremely anxious. " Wan Li sand of the Yellow River, waves hit from the horizon. "How did the water of the Yellow River flow from the sky to the sea? It's gone forever! "... at the top of the towering mountain, the snow melted and collapsed drop by drop, and finally merged into a swift current, running thousands of miles. How energetic! How spectacular! However, the most beautiful water is not in the mountains, not in the rivers, but in the sea. Here, water shows its most magical side: vastness. Yu Boya's master knows the sea, so he let Yu Boya face the sea alone for three days. The magnificent weather of sea and sky finally made him play the once-in-a-lifetime masterpiece "Narcissus Exercise". As a small creature, who wouldn't lament the vastness and breadth of the sea? But only by truly understanding the meaning of the sea can we truly remember its simplicity, openness, vastness and profundity. Water is beautiful, and its meaning makes me intoxicated. The most important reason why I like water is that water is a gift from nature and the most precious resource. There are people in this world because of water, and people can't live without water. Legend has it that Kuafu chased the sun, drank all the rivers in one breath, and finally died of thirst, which made him regret forever. It can be seen that the ancients have long understood the importance of water. However, nowadays, people have gradually forgotten this truth and no longer cherish water. Is it because of water tolerance? "The blue water is clear, you can lick my tassel; The water in the rough waves is muddy and can lick my feet. "The place where this song once echoed endlessly has now become a high loess slope. Is it only when we are in the endless desert and hold up the withered skin with our hands that we finally realize the preciousness of water? Don't! Water is the most beautiful scenery in the world and an indispensable friend of mankind. I'm love the water, I hope everyone is like me, love the water! [Comment] This essay closely follows the theme of "Water is the most beautiful scenery on earth and an indispensable friend of mankind", expressing deep love and affection for water and calling on people to "understand the preciousness of water", which is rich in association, content and momentum. Interviewee: Half-level 2010-1-14 23: 42 The river gurgles, nourishing the flowers and trees on both sides, countless fish, shrimp and crabs in the river, and feeding many hard-working workers on the river bank. I am a river, and I run eastward. Look around, you can't see my end. I am the source of life-the trees on the shore need me, the fish here depend on me, and people can't live without me at any time. Farmers need me to irrigate farmland, and forest owners need me to nourish and encourage tree planting. People are alive, I am an indispensable daily necessities, factory production, I am its power generation power ... you can see me all over the world, I am quietly paying for the survival of all living things, I have no regrets. However ..... On the shore, the forest that protected me was cut down; In life, the sewage discharged by people choked my throat; In production, the relentless injection of industrial wastewater made me dizzy ... So, I suffered from the ruthless destruction of sandstorms and endured the cruel poison of sewage and wastewater ... I was shrinking, no longer stirring, no longer rushing, only flowing slowly. I have become a stream, and I can't keep my former majestic posture. But I still don't give in, I still have an endless stream, and I still do my bit for the existence of countless living people. Farmers will use me to irrigate farmland, and forest owners don't doubt my ability to moisten branches. My life and production are still inseparable from me ... children who used to be afraid of me are now willing to laugh and play around me. Is this "there is always a silver lining behind the dark clouds"? I think we should be content-still silent, selfless and regretless. But ..... as a stream, I can't escape people's endless torture. Dust, sewage and waste water. To make matters worse, many passers-by gave me many gifts-peels, lunch boxes, coke bottles ... can I still move? The road ahead of me is blocked by infinite obstacles. I became a stagnant pool. Farmers, foresters, etc. Will they look at me again? No, I can’t . I don't care. Give silently, selflessly and without regret? No, I have lost the ability I am proud of. I should blame it, but who can it be? What I should scold is the person I gave blindly-ridiculous, maybe I even lost my ability to scold. Finally ..... I am a drop-no, not water, but tears, tears of rivers, tears of streams and tears of stagnant water. However, it will soon become the tears of all living things. The source of life is water. Where can we find life without water? Then please protect the source of life. The Revelation of Water Grade Two 15 There are all kinds of water in nature in Li Zhiwei: rain, dew, river, river and lake. Some are crystal clear, and some are turbid; Some flow slowly, and some are passionate; Some are as small as pearls, and some are as vast as clouds. It has brought us too much enlightenment and made our hearts clear as water. Looking at the river flowing eastward, people feel that time flies like water. The ancients were also deeply touched by this: "Don't you see how the water of the Yellow River moved into the sea and never returned", "The dead are like a husband, staying up all night", "The young don't work hard, and the old are sad" and so on. Between the lines of these poems, it is the expectation of predecessors for future generations: cherish time. Yes, we have unlimited vitality. If we don't make good use of this beautiful time that has gradually passed, we will struggle hard. What time? Looking down at the stone that was punched by rain, people realized that water droplets would penetrate the stone. This contains profound dialectics: quantitative change is the premise of qualitative change, and qualitative change is the inevitable result of quantitative change. Everything is the gradual accumulation of quantity leading to the final qualitative change. It's hard to accept and believe that a brat will become a white-haired old man overnight, or a slim girl will become a wrinkled old woman in an instant, or a person with disabled eyes will become a 100 meter athlete in an instant. Therefore, if anyone wants to succeed, he must start from scratch, step by step, and always remember that "a drop of water wears a stone." Listening to the sound of spring rain nourishing everything makes people feel what is ethereal. The drizzle is like a naughty spirit, accompanied by a breeze, gently jumping on leaves, flowers and dirt, and also jumping in the hearts of people who are listening, reminding people of the poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". The sound of rain adds a calm and ethereal to our noisy life. Staring at the surging waves, people feel what is the real power. The turbulent sea water contains the majestic power of nature, and it also teaches people to work hard. No matter what difficulties and obstacles, as long as they do their best, there is no need to regret it. It's like a raging wave hitting the rocks by the sea without restraint. In a word, water inspires people all the time, and there are many revelations from water. In the meantime, the enlightenment can only be found and felt if the eyes are like water and the heart is like water. I remember an unforgettable day on the beach, where there were many golden shells. Today, I will choose the most beautiful one for you. I remember it happened last spring. When the teacher told us that we were going for a spring outing tomorrow, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night until the early morning. In the morning, I opened my eyes and found it was 7: 05. What should I do? There are still 15 minutes to drive! I jumped up. After washing, I grabbed my schoolbag and rushed outside. When I came to the side of the road, a taxi just came from the front. I reached out and stopped it. As soon as I opened the car door, I jumped on the bus and said to the driver, "Come on, teachers' college is attached to the primary school! "He smiled and said," Lazy, you're going to be late! "Well, I drive faster. "Just then, as soon as he stepped on the gas pedal, the car sped forward. But God always gives me a hard time. As soon as you get to the intersection, it's a red light. I finally got to school. I jumped out of the car and ran into the school gate before the car stopped. When I came to the classroom and saw my classmates carrying schoolbags, I realized that I had left my schoolbag in the car. I rushed to the window of the building and looked. The taxi has turned around and left. "ah! My lunch, fruit and drinks are all gone! "I can't help crying. Just then, a hoarse voice came into my ears: "Fang Yuanqing, Fang Yuanqing!" " "I am busy drying my tears, look, ah! It turned out to be the grandfather of the reception office. The schoolbag he is carrying is exactly what I forgot. I was overjoyed and held it tightly in my arms. Grandpa touched my little head and said, "Little careless, if you weren't a kind driver, you would be hungry!" " "Now as long as you see a taxi passing by, you can't help looking in. Good driver, where are you? Agree 6| Comment

2010-1-1519: 59 47484939 | Secondary love the water. Mr. Qin Xue borrowed Jia Baoyu's words: "Daughter is made of water." Comparing my daughter to water is because water is the beauty of the sun, the moon and the mountains. Nothing can better reflect the temperament of China literati than landscape painting. Mountains and rivers, water is essential. The clear spring in the forest, the trickle gathered at the peak and the groundwater gushing from the crevices are the souls of rock flow. On the painting axis, the fog that permeates the mountains and the white practice that pours down the mountain are the lightest agility and the life of the mountain. Without them, mountains will lose their aura. The mountains in the south of the Yangtze River have always been famous for their beauty, and it is precisely because there are many waters in the south of the Yangtze River that you can "go with the flow and do anything". In the poet's eyes, walking with water is close to nature, so the fisherman hidden in the world described by Qu Yuan has also become an enlightened man admired by scholars of all ages, who is uncontested and open-minded. Does the beauty of water wash away the dust in their hearts and make their eyes bright as water? "Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog, alas, it was a green landscape." This is the realm of the fisherman, and it is also a charming enjoyment of water. But the beauty of water is more than beauty. In the article "Hebo", "Looking around Kunlun Mountain, my heart flies. It is the association that the poet forgets to return to the majestic Yellow River at dusk, but he is extremely anxious. " Wan Li sand of the Yellow River, waves hit from the horizon. "How did the water of the Yellow River flow from the sky to the sea? It's gone forever! "... at the top of the towering mountain, the snow melted and collapsed drop by drop, and finally merged into a swift current, running thousands of miles. How energetic! How spectacular! However, the most beautiful water is not in the mountains, not in the rivers, but in the sea. Here, water shows its most magical side: vastness. Yu Boya's master knows the sea, so he let Yu Boya face the sea alone for three days. The magnificent weather of sea and sky finally made him play the once-in-a-lifetime masterpiece "Narcissus Exercise". As a small creature, who wouldn't lament the vastness and breadth of the sea? But only by truly understanding the meaning of the sea can we truly remember its simplicity, openness, vastness and profundity. Water is beautiful, and its meaning makes me intoxicated. The most important reason why I like water is that water is a gift from nature and the most precious resource. There are people in this world because of water, and people can't live without water. Legend has it that Kuafu chased the sun, drank all the rivers in one breath, and finally died of thirst, which made him regret forever. It can be seen that the ancients have long understood the importance of water. However, nowadays, people have gradually forgotten this truth and no longer cherish water. Is it because of water tolerance? "The blue water is clear, you can lick my tassel; The water in the rough waves is muddy and can lick my feet. "The place where this song once echoed endlessly has now become a high loess slope. Is it only when we are in the endless desert and hold up the withered skin with our hands that we finally realize the preciousness of water? Don't! Water is the most beautiful scenery in the world and an indispensable friend of mankind. I'm love the water, I hope everyone is like me, love the water! [Comment] This essay closely follows the theme of "Water is the most beautiful scenery on earth and an indispensable friend of mankind", expressing deep love and affection for water and calling on people to "understand the preciousness of water", which is rich in association, content and momentum. Interviewee: Half-level 2010-1-14 23: 42 The river gurgles, nourishing the flowers and trees on both sides, countless fish, shrimp and crabs in the river, and feeding many hard-working workers on the river bank. I am a river, and I run eastward. Look around, you can't see my end. I am the source of life-the trees on the shore need me, the fish here depend on me, and people can't live without me at any time. Farmers need me to irrigate farmland, and forest owners need me to nourish and encourage tree planting. People are alive, I am an indispensable daily necessities, factory production, I am its power generation power ... you can see me all over the world, I am quietly paying for the survival of all living things, I have no regrets. However ..... On the shore, the forest that protected me was cut down; In life, the sewage discharged by people choked my throat; In production, the relentless injection of industrial wastewater made me dizzy ... So, I suffered from the ruthless destruction of sandstorms and endured the cruel poison of sewage and wastewater ... I was shrinking, no longer stirring, no longer rushing, only flowing slowly. I have become a stream, and I can't keep my former majestic posture. But I still don't give in, I still have an endless stream, and I still do my bit for the existence of countless living people. Farmers will use me to irrigate farmland, and forest owners don't doubt my ability to moisten branches. My life and production are still inseparable from me ... children who used to be afraid of me are now willing to laugh and play around me. Is this "there is always a silver lining behind the dark clouds"? I think we should be content-still silent, selfless and regretless. But ..... as a stream, I can't escape people's endless torture. Dust, sewage and waste water. To make matters worse, many passers-by gave me many gifts-peels, lunch boxes, coke bottles ... can I still move? The road ahead of me is blocked by infinite obstacles. I became a stagnant pool. Farmers, foresters, etc. Will they look at me again? No, I can’t . I don't care. Give silently, selflessly and without regret? No, I have lost the ability I am proud of. I should blame it, but who can it be? What I should scold is the person I gave blindly-ridiculous, maybe I even lost my ability to scold. Finally ..... I am a drop-no, not water, but tears, tears of rivers, tears of streams and tears of stagnant water. However, it will soon become the tears of all living things. The source of life is water. Where can we find life without water? Then please protect the source of life. The Revelation of Water Grade Two 15 There are all kinds of water in nature in Li Zhiwei: rain, dew, river, river and lake. Some are crystal clear, and some are turbid; Some flow slowly, and some are passionate; Some are as small as pearls, and some are as vast as clouds. It has brought us too much enlightenment and made our hearts clear as water. Looking at the river flowing eastward, people feel that time flies like water. The ancients were also deeply touched by this: "Don't you see how the water of the Yellow River moved into the sea and never returned", "The dead are like a husband, staying up all night", "The young don't work hard, and the old are sad" and so on. Between the lines of these poems, it is the expectation of predecessors for future generations: cherish time. Yes, we have unlimited vitality. If we don't make good use of this beautiful time that has gradually passed, we will struggle hard. What time? Looking down at the stone that was punched by rain, people realized that water droplets would penetrate the stone. This contains profound dialectics: quantitative change is the premise of qualitative change, and qualitative change is the inevitable result of quantitative change. Everything is the gradual accumulation of quantity leading to the final qualitative change. It's hard to accept and believe that a brat will become a white-haired old man overnight, or a slim girl will become a wrinkled old woman in an instant, or a person with disabled eyes will become a 100 meter athlete in an instant. Therefore, if anyone wants to succeed, he must start from scratch, step by step, and always remember that "a drop of water wears a stone." Listening to the sound of spring rain nourishing everything makes people feel what is ethereal. The drizzle is like a naughty spirit, accompanied by a breeze, gently jumping on leaves, flowers and dirt, and also jumping in the hearts of people who are listening, reminding people of the poem "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". The sound of rain adds a calm and ethereal to our noisy life. Staring at the surging waves, people feel what is the real power. The turbulent sea water contains the majestic power of nature, and it also teaches people to work hard. No matter what difficulties and obstacles, as long as they do their best, there is no need to regret it. It's like a raging wave hitting the rocks by the sea without restraint. In a word, water inspires people all the time, and there are many revelations from water. In the meantime, the enlightenment can only be found and felt if the eyes are like water and the heart is like water. Agree 2| Comment

20 1 2-6-1618: 51have pity on me | level 31. Today, I was lying in bed with my eyes half closed. Inadvertently, I saw something black on the wall. I thought: Could it be a spider? Out of curiosity, I stood up and looked forward. Unexpectedly, it actually moved. Ah! It is really an "eight-legged freak"! I let out a cry of horror, you know, I