Three-year composition my teacher

My Chinese teacher is Miss Huang. She has a round face, big eyes, long black hair and medium height. She dresses neatly and loves to laugh every day. Her talking eyes show that she is so amiable, but sometimes she is strict.

Miss Huang has been with us for a year. What impressed me most was her rich classroom knowledge and dedication to work. I remember that Mr. Huang came to teach us Chinese when I was in the second grade. I enjoyed listening to her lectures very much. Every time she speaks vividly, she connects stories with words, teaches us to keep close contact with life and study, and occasionally says some famous sayings and ancient sentences. Gradually, my oral English has improved.

I didn't like Chinese class very much before, and I didn't raise my hand to speak. Teachers always look at me with concern, give me encouragement, give me opportunities, exercise my courage and cultivate my ability. Slowly, I fell in love with Chinese, and my Chinese grades rose rapidly.

Miss Huang is a good teacher. Here, I want to say to the teacher: "Teacher, you have worked hard! Thank you for your constant encouragement. I will study harder. " Because of a good teacher like you, I believe I will be better.

The composition in the third grade of primary school is about hometown. 300 words, 8 essays. The first essay: the hometown of the future

In a blink of an eye, it is already 2040! Today's streets are clean and beautiful, and the cement roads on the ground have become slabs! There are tall and straight poplars on both sides, and there are many chirping birds singing on the trees.

Donghaohe has become a riverside avenue. The river is crystal clear. There are goldfish swimming around in the water, lush trees on both sides of the river, and towering trees among them. There is also a flower cluster next to it. There are many blooming flowers among the flowers, including red, purple, green and yellow. How rich! Butterflies are flying around among the flowers, and industrious bees are collecting pollen!

The community has also changed a lot! Now, these buildings are full of flowers and grass. The windows became round and triangular. There is a flower pond in the community, which is full of lotus flowers, and small fish sometimes play under the lotus leaves. Now there are also fitness places in the area, where there are all kinds of fitness equipment that can increase your physical strength. The lush grass in the open space is like a green carpet.

Let's protect the environment from now on! My future is not a dream!

Part II: Future Hometown

My future hometown has clear rivers, deep blue sky, fresh and sweet air.

There is a very tall house in my future hometown, and the house is very big. There is a plane in our house, and the plane is parked in our backyard. There is a park on my left, called Xinping Park. As soon as I entered, I saw trees guarding Xinping Park like rows of sentries. If you walk into the flowers, butterflies will fly over your head and play with you.

There is a mountain in front of my house. The trees on the mountain are lush, and people don't cut down those tall and straight trees. There is a crystal clear river at the foot of the mountain. Many children like to jump in and swim in summer. The water in the stream is very sweet. When people are thirsty, they go there to get water to drink. This water is so sweet that people want to drink more.

There is a botanical garden behind my home, where there are all kinds of trees and flowers. There are many ladybugs in the flowers. Those ladybugs are moving around among the flowers. How cute! When I get home, my mother doesn't have to make a fire to cook, but she can have a delicious dinner by cooking with solar energy.

This is my beautiful hometown in the future. At that time, people protected the environment. Beautiful environment is a paradise for our children. How beautiful our future hometown is! As long as we all protect the environment, we can have such a hometown!

The third part: the future hometown

Last night, I had a dream that I came to the future world. In my hometown-Linze, skyscrapers have sprung up. On the grass of Yihe Green Park, there are many rare birds I have never seen playing with children. Here, the grass is lush and the flowers are blooming. In the field, wheat grains are as big as apples. When peeled and steamed, it is white and big steamed bread. When people put on new clothes, they can adjust the temperature with the change of seasons.

Our school is even different. It is not only like a garden, but also like a pool, roller skating rink, trampoline, dream castle and drifting mainland in an amusement park. The heavy schoolbags and chalk blackboards on the students' backs are missing. There are new audio-visual equipment in the classroom, and class is just like watching a movie, with wonderful story lines, colorful colors and lively and interesting cartoon actors. With a click on the keyboard, the students finished their homework.

In the countryside, tall and luxurious houses with advanced equipment have been built, and farmers' uncles have all got into cars and galloped in colorful fields, enjoying delicious fruits and golden grains. Ah! What a wonderful world!

I really hope this dream can come true soon.

Chapter Four: Future Hometown

One day in 2027, after eating, I went to the immigration center to apply for a certificate to return to Earth. The document will be ready soon. I flew to my hometown in a white spaceship at the speed of 80 Wan Li per second.

It turns out that my hometown has changed a lot after 20 years! Twenty years ago, all the cars on the highway would emit annoying carbon dioxide. Now all cars are driven by wind. Even if there is only a little wind, it can become dozens of times stronger. When driving, it will give off a faint fragrance.

I came to the parking lot on the top floor of the Star Tower and parked the spaceship in the parking lot. I went to the carpet, sat on it and flew to my friend's house. He lives in room 1082 on the 108 floor, and the flight time from the top floor to the108 floor is much faster than that of the elevator 20 years ago. It only takes a few tens of seconds.

In front of room 1082, I rang the doorbell and the door opened automatically. Xiao Dangchen, in his early 30s, smiled at me. Twenty years later, I met the Party in my hometown, which is developing rapidly. We were very happy.

She said to me, "He invented a robot. Its main function is to do housework. Its power source is to recycle the garbage at home and eat it yourself. Its function comes into being. On the one hand, it can protect the environment, on the other hand, it can eliminate garbage stations. "

Chapter 5: Future Hometown

Now we humans are good at polluting the environment. The chimney of the pharmaceutical factory will emit thick black smoke, like a black dragon crawling in the sky. There is a lot of rubbish by the river under the head of Shuinan Bridge. At first glance, you can see many colorful plastic bags. Those plastic bags will dance when the wind blows. Under the wind, these plastic bags show their abilities, as if to say to us humans, "Thank you, if you humans didn't produce us, we wouldn't be here today." Thank you so much! " There are no small fish in the water, because the water is full of rubbish, and there is no way for small fish to survive there. The vegetable market is full of rotten leaves, chicken feathers and duck feathers ... the place where fish are sold stinks. Mayangxi, the water is dark, and there is a layer of foam floating on the water surface, even the foam is dirty.

I had a dream yesterday: I walked on the road and found it clean. I walked on and saw a beautiful forest. There are many birds in the forest. They are colorful and decorated with the beauty of nature. The forest is full of vitality because of the bright song of larks, and the sleeping forest wakes up in the chirp of birds ... The fruit trees on the hillside are flourishing and the branches are covered with lantern-like fruits. Birds are singing happily in the trees, butterflies are dancing happily in the flowers, and the grass bows to us frequently. Come to the stream, the water is crystal clear, and there are some small fish in the water! The fish is swimming happily in the water, and a duckling is taking a bath, as if to say, "How happy! So happy! "

..... I hope this dream can come true soon.

Chapter VI: Future Hometown

My hometown is Jingmen, which is a beautiful mountain city.

In the future, the mountains in my hometown will be dense forests, lush and dense everywhere, with no land in sight. The city is surrounded by green and the city is in green. The dense forest not only blocked the sandstorm for us, but also delivered a lot of oxygen for us to live in a fresh air environment.

After the sewage from my hometown is treated and discharged, the water in Zhupi River will be clearer. The whole river will pass through the city like a jade belt, and people on both sides will have leisure. A good place for walking and fitness.

In the future, there will be many tall buildings, wide and clean streets and trees in my hometown. All kinds of flowers in the flower bed compete for each other; All kinds of electric cars. Solar cars come and go, and the stream is endless. All kinds of footbridges cross the streets like rainbows, making the city more beautiful and spectacular.

People in the street are more civilized, don't smoke and don't make noise. People who buy things no longer use plastic bags, but use environmentally friendly paper bags and cloth bags; People no longer litter, but throw them into garbage bins in different categories.

In the future, the sky will be bluer, the mountains will be greener, the water will be clearer, and people will live and work in this beautiful city more civilized and happy.

Chapter 7: Future Hometown

Today I went to my future hometown by time machine. What will the future hometown be like? I came there with excitement.

In a blink of an eye, the future hometown has arrived. I said, "open sesame!" . The door of the time machine opened, and the flowers blowing on me almost made me drunk. The air is so fresh and fragrant! There are several white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the flowers and trees on the ground are surprisingly beautiful. Why is this? Oh! It turns out that people in their hometown all know the importance of protecting the environment and are trying to change the face of their hometown. Everything is related to environmental protection, such as: garbage can be converted into environmentally friendly diesel, and cars driven by environmentally friendly diesel can release oxygen; Waste garbage can be converted into electric energy in environmental protection power plants; Turn waste water into clean water ... no wonder the air is so fresh and energetic! Do you know why there are so many flowers and trees in the environment where people live in their hometown This is because everyone here is planting trees instead of cutting them down, which has created such a beautiful hometown.

Huh? What are their clothes made of? Originally it was made of very fine polymer fiber, which was warm in winter and cool in summer. People in my hometown have been trying to protect our home for our only earth.

How time flies! I want to go back to the present world. We now want to appeal to people: "Please let us protect plants and animals together!" ! For this beautiful planet, the only place where human beings live-the earth. "

Chapter 8: Future Hometown

After 20 years, earth-shaking changes have taken place in my hometown. Want to know what my hometown has become? Then let me give you a detailed introduction.

Our current bungalow has become a building in 20 years. If someone lives in a high-rise building, you can let the stairs "send" you up, because there is a button on the security door outside, not the button for the people upstairs to open the door. As long as you press one of these buttons and walk up the stairs, you can reach which floor. There are buttons on the door at home, too As long as you want to go downstairs, just press it and it will automatically go down.

There is no doorbell in the future, and there is a password in the future. As long as you say the password to the door and send it to the computer with surveillance video. The door will open automatically if the owner gives an instruction to enter. If the host is not at home, the gate itself will say to the guest, "The host is not at home."

The environment in my hometown in the future is even more surprising. The trees in my hometown are lush and lush. Flowers are in full bloom and colorful; The water in the river is crystal clear and there is no garbage at all.

Twenty years later, every household has a car. This is not an ordinary car. This is a "driverless car". Don't worry even if you don't have a driver's license. As long as you tell it where you are going, the car will arrive at the destination accurately.

How's it going? Is your future hometown beautiful? I love my hometown, and I love my future hometown more.

My name is * * * and I'm nine years old. I am in the third grade of * * * primary school. I have Zhang Yuanyuan's face, big watery eyes and dark hair at school. I am a gentle and intelligent boy. I often help my classmates move desks and help teachers clean the blackboard. Once, the teacher asked me to copy my morning homework on the blackboard for them to do. I have been looking forward to writing on the blackboard with chalk like a teacher. I picked up the longest chalk in my right hand and copied it on the blackboard with a book in my left hand. The handwriting is heavy and big, for fear that the students sitting at the last can't see it. I feel like a little teacher at home. I am a tomboy. I often talk nonstop, even a lot. Everyone calls me a gossip. I always go downstairs with my sister to play badminton by bike and even catch birds. At the same time, talk to my sister about some interesting things. This is me, a good boy at school and a happy boy at home.

This is my composition of 300 words in Grade Three. This is what I saw! Who is the girl in the mirror? Her name is Chen Shiyu, and she is 12 years old.

Round face with small pimples; Black eyebrows, single eyelid and double eyelid eyes, not big, but sparkling; Does she look distinctive? Who is the girl sitting there staring blankly after class? Who is the girl who runs in the rain with her best classmates on a rainy day? Who is the girl who is the overbearing little emperor at home but silent at school? Who is the girl who is humming and jumping on her way home? -These are all me, Chen Shiyu.

I have many shortcomings.

Careless, procrastinating, sometimes being short-tempered, sometimes talking back to my elders, sometimes being lazy, sometimes speaking and doing things without considering the consequences … I have many advantages.

Lively and cheerful, optimistic about problems, and get along well with classmates. When I get serious, I will not act as usual, sometimes I will be more rational, and sometimes I will be very diligent ... I am still a girl who loves painting and fantasy.

I like to draw the most beautiful people with my pen and paper. Even if you don't like them, even if you think they are ugly, I still love them. After all, they came from my hands and I created them.

Fantasy, also a part of my life, gives me happiness and sadness.

I fantasize that I am a happier girl than I am now; I fantasize that I am a poor and lonely child; I fantasize about becoming a novelist.

This is me, I love to play, I am optimistic, I am lazy, and I exist in two forms.

This is me, imperfect me, I love painting, I am composed of fantasy.

This is me, simple me, sometimes careless me, sometimes serious me, the real me!

My name is * * * and I'm nine years old. I am in the third grade of * * * primary school. I have Zhang Yuanyuan's face, big watery eyes and dark hair at school. I am a gentle and intelligent boy. I often help my classmates move desks and help teachers clean the blackboard. Once, the teacher asked me to copy my morning homework on the blackboard for them to do. I have been looking forward to writing on the blackboard with chalk like a teacher. I picked up the longest chalk in my right hand and copied it on the blackboard with a book in my left hand. The handwriting is heavy and big, for fear that the students sitting at the last can't see it. I feel like a little teacher at home. I am a tomboy. I often talk nonstop, even a lot. Everyone calls me a gossip. I always go downstairs with my sister to play badminton by bike and even catch birds. At the same time, talk to my sister about some interesting things. This is me, a good boy at school and a happy boy at home.

In the third grade of primary school, leaves fell silently in the early autumn sunshine. On a quiet afternoon, they poured down from the dense leaves and landed on the floor tiles of the street, mottled like broken silver. It still follows the heat of late summer, only one night in the morning. When you stand on the balcony and look at the opposite building, or open the window to sleep at night, the autumn wind will send a stream of coolness, such as a clear stream. Soak in sensitive skin. I can't feel the mature scene of the city in autumn. The spectacular and charming scenery always belongs to the countryside, and all the memories about the countryside disappear in the depths of life and drift away. Every year, I always like to walk in the street. With the deepening of autumn, I melt my figure into the fallen leaves, covering my shoulders and stamping my feet. The leaves are yellowish, occasionally because of the wind. Dance around. That's my charming scenery. I can carefully observe a kind of maturity and massiness in the thick autumn. I walked alone in this autumn afternoon, just like in a comfortable room, making a cup of tea and marching in a favorite book. It's like I'm walking in the jungle of words, expecting a wonderful description to hit my heart. At this moment, I am eager to meet a fallen leaf. With a little sadness, I am inclined to this kind of atmosphere, where I can enjoy and think freely and calmly, and get the peace of my soul and the rise of some feelings in my heart. It's always such a coincidence that when I was thinking about it, a leaf left the branch, fluttered up and down in the air and slowly landed on my head. If my hair is as thick and black as it was many years ago, I won't feel it coming at all. Maybe my head was too slippery to hang, so I fell off as I walked. I grabbed it and held it in my hand to study it carefully. It was a plane tree leaf, shaped like a cattail leaf, which was completely green in the past and turned into crystal yellow, as lovely as tobacco leaves. It's definitely not the first one on this tree. Not the first fallen leaf this autumn, but the first fallen leaf I harvested from this tree and this autumn. I'm going to put it in a book and leave some traces of seasons on the white pages, so that the fragrance of Chinese characters will be more intense. This leaf is so big that the meridians scattered like human blood vessels record the course of life. Although it has withered and will soon dry up, it still shows the dignity and solemnity of life. I think about related life. I also thought of people. Above my head, the crown of this huge buttonwood tree seems to be a small microcosm of human society. Branches are connected and leaves are shoulder to shoulder. Isn't it like crowded and contradictory human beings? Some leaves are still green, some are yellow, some are not born, and some have fallen. Isn't it just like the prosperity of the earth people? Life is like a leaf on a tree. Although it contributed a little green to decorate the colors of summer, it could not escape from autumn to winter after the spring calendar, nor could it escape the natural destination of the final curtain call on this big tree. It is a deep regret that those who are bent on fame and fortune and ultimately have no peace cannot surpass themselves and are trapped in a lifelong burden. Once they enter this world, they can become a free-flowing green leaf and release their life energy to the extreme. When the autumn of life comes, just like this leaf in my hand, it falls into the eternity of the universe with elegant dance, gently and quietly, with a indifferent smile. With a mind as broad as heaven and earth and the idea of assimilation with all things, autumn is also beautiful and magnificent, as beautiful as a new life. Leaves fall silently. There is no wind, the autumn sunshine gently caresses every leaf, and the earth is silent. All living things are sleeping in its arms. The leaf in my hand has a wonderful connection with something in my heart in my eyes and soul exploration. It aroused my infinite worries, so that I lost myself in endless reverie. ...

Third grade composition: My mother, what a sentence that children all over the world admire; Motherly love is like a quiet harbor, which nurtures our growth.

Motherly love is pure; Motherly love is selfless; Maternal love is great; Motherly love only knows how to give and expects nothing in return.

Motherly love is like the warm wind in spring, blowing your heart; Motherly love is like a continuous drizzle, patting your face and nourishing your heart; Motherly love is like a stove in winter, which gives you warm sunshine in severe winter.

Children all over the world, looking at the mother with gray temples, which one is not extremely bitter? The love my mother gave me was real, simple, severe and sometimes poetic.

In a trance, my thoughts returned to my childhood.

I saw a busy figure, and that was my mother working hard.

My mother started with her, and she brought you into this world. It is she who supports you with sweat. Without her, you wouldn't exist in this world.

I see her every time I go home. When you see her figure, you will feel that there are always harmonious people around you.

How much she cares about your grades. If you get high marks, she will be very happy. If you get a low score in the exam, she will say, "It doesn't matter if you don't do well in this exam, as long as you try your best."

"You took the first step in anticipation, fell down and got up in your distressed eyes, learned the rules in your beating and cursing, and loved you more in repeated quarrels.

My mother will never be the best mother, but this woman may be grumpy or not beautiful. Maybe her shortcomings far outweigh her advantages. It is this woman, she is my favorite mother ... "The same wind blows you and me, the same clouds float you and me, and the same blood flows in our bodies." At night, in the same dream, we will meet again.

Mom, let time grow old, and none of this will change.

"You are no longer so young and beautiful. Once your hair is weathered, your mind is no longer so flexible, your hands and feet are no longer so agile, and time has left an indelible mark.

I grew up in spring.

The corner of your eyes and eyebrows gradually have the taste of you in those days, and you look like you who used to fly.

Oh, mom, it took you 16 years to grow old and grow up.

I've imagined myself as a baby, and I've also imagined your joy when you first became a mother. I can't remember these things clearly, I can't remember them clearly, but I know that we have been together and never separated.

I took the first step in your expectant eyes, fell down and got up again in your distressed eyes, learned the rules in your beating and cursing, and loved you more in repeated quarrels.

My mother will never be the best mother, but it is this woman, maybe grumpy, maybe not beautiful, maybe her shortcomings far outweigh her advantages, that is, this woman. I love her, that's all.

I love her. Isn't that enough? What word in this world is more memorable than "love"? She is a great mother! ...

I want to grow up on a bright moonlight night. One summer night, a strong man and his father built a bed at home, bought two stools, two fans and a small bench, and slept together.

The kitten is lying under the bed.

Dad shook his fan leisurely, worked hard all day, and soon fell asleep with a slight snoring.

But Zhuang Zhuang couldn't sleep, and suddenly he saw his father put his feet on the stool.

Zhuang Zhuang thought, "Why did Dad put his feet on the stool? Zhuang Zhuang is eager to grow up. He wants to be like his father, so after he went to the toilet, he quietly took a stool from home and put it on the corner of the bed.

The noise woke the kitten, and the kitten looked at Zhuangzhuang doubtfully.

After setting it, he went to bed and tried to touch the stool, but he was too short to reach it. Instead, let the kitten jump up, as if mocking Zhuangzhuang again: "So short, do you still want to be an adult?" Zhuang Zhuang said, "This is my place. Go away! " The kitten seemed to understand and jumped down from the stool.

So he pulled the pillow down until his foot touched the stool.

Halfway through the pillow, the powerful feet reached the stool.

Zhuang Zhuang thought: I am also an adult! Zhuang Zhuang fell asleep sweetly with this joy, and he dreamed that he had become an adult! ...

This is 300 words of my third grade composition. This is my greeting. My name is Mao Jiahao, and I am 1 1 years old. I am in the third grade of Binjiang Primary School.

I have bright eyes and can see everything in the world.

A small nose can smell the world.

A modest mouth can taste all the delicious food in the world.

Flat head, black hair, rosy face and curved eyebrows can see my joys and sorrows. When you are unhappy, your face is wrinkled and your little hands are chubby.

I usually like running. I will go out for a run when I get up early in the morning, and I will run around the room when it rains.

I am most afraid of exams. As soon as I heard the teacher say today's exam, my heart would be pounding, thinking there was something I couldn't do. I wonder if it is in the test paper? After handing out the test paper, I just glanced at it and did it.

Where not, I tried to think, but I couldn't think of it, and I was afraid of the exam because I didn't have enough time.

This is me.

300 words of composition in the third grade of primary school: what should I do? Ma Kangfan, Class 6, Grade 3, Chengguan Primary School, Yanchuan County, came home from school this afternoon and saw my mother lying motionless on the sofa.

I asked her what was wrong, and she groaned and whispered, "I was sick, so I asked your nanny to feed you, and then my tears came down."

Suddenly, I hugged her and cried, feeling that my heart and mother were integrated! At this time, the nanny aunt said, "You help me look after the baby, turn on the TV and let him watch the children's animation. I'll cook you a meal and do your homework after dinner. "

Really, the teacher asked me to hold a practical activity and hand in the manuscript tomorrow.

I wiped my tears and comforted my mother.

And according to the nanny's aunt's words, I turned on the TV for the baby, and then I ate dinner.

It seems that my mother didn't cook today's meal. The taste is very special, but I have no appetite, as if I were completing a task.

After dinner, my first thought was to call my father and brother and tell them that their mother was ill and let them come back early.

Then I helped my mother back for a while and soaked her feet once. Anyway, I want my mother to be happy first, otherwise what should I do? After a while, my father and brother came back. With them, my heart hanging in the air suddenly returned to its original position!

Open the floodgates of all memories. I used to be so naive and ignorant, but I was so carefree.

I'm not who I used to be.

I used to call my mother when I met something I couldn't do, which kept my mother busy all day.

Now, I don't ask my mother to do what I can't do in advance. I always do it myself, think for myself, and consult the omnipotent teacher-books.

Before, I was a real "yellow-haired girl". When no one plays with me, I talk to myself. Although he talks to himself, what he says is always "nonsense", and he is noisy and noisy in public.

Now that I have my own thoughts, I will discipline myself and teach myself when to play and talk, and when not to play and talk.

If you are in class, you must raise your hand before you can speak; After class, you can play with your classmates.

I'm not who I used to be. I used to be free all day. I can go out, stay at home and play with my friends.

But it's different now. I want to carry a schoolbag and shoulder the heavy responsibility of building the country and studying hard. From this perspective, I still yearn for the past life. However, learning fills my mind with knowledge. After all, I am still a very literate person, not a useless person with no education, which makes me very gratified.

I'm not who I used to be.

I used to be short, with light eyebrows, thin eyes and bare feet.

Now, I also pay great attention to my appearance, sitting in front of the mirror in a daze when I have nothing to do.

I'm not who I used to be.

I have changed, become mature, become smart, become beautiful, and grow up in everyone's eyes. ...

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