Long hair article

In study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. Composition is a literary style that is composed of words and expresses the meaning of a theme through language organization after human thought consideration. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following are the long hair articles (selected 6) that I have carefully compiled for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. Long Hair Article 1

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly. I got up early to enjoy this rare time. I slowly picked up the comb and prepared to comb my usual ponytail. But suddenly I discovered that my hair had grown a lot. Unknowingly, I also became a long-haired girl.

Once upon a time, I dreamed that I could have long hair, like a princess or a fairy. I felt so beautiful! I don’t remember when I started growing my hair. Every day I look forward to my hair growing quickly, longer, and longer until it looks like Rapunzel in my mind. Later, as my hair grew longer, I gradually forgot about my dream of long hair.

When I discovered that my hair was suddenly so long, I jumped up with joy. I ran to my mother and said: "Mom, mom, look at my hair, it's so long suddenly!" "My mother stroked my long hair and said softly: "Baby, your hair has really grown a lot." After dinner, I happily rode my bicycle to show off my long braids. stand up. I thought to myself: Others must be very curious about how long this little girl’s hair is! After I got home in the evening, I happily posed in various poses and asked my mother to take pictures of me. After struggling for a long time, I finally went to sleep beautifully.

That night, I dreamed that my hair was growing longer again. I became a girl with long hair, flying freely in the beautiful fairy tale world. Long Hair Article 2

I have a large stack of thick photo albums at home. The top few albums record my growth as a child and are always carefully kept by my mother. I counted the volumes one by one until I pulled out the one at the bottom.

It was an old photo album, with a sunset and dusk landscape picture printed on the cover. It was featureless and far from refined. Its owner was my mother. Turning to the first page, a small yellowed photo was placed in the center, with the blue and tranquil sea in the background. The protagonist - the big girl in white clothes, lying on her back on a light gray rock, looks quite stylish. A head of long, straight black hair, tied by a white wrinkled ribbon, but held up by the restless wind. Sunshine and a little flamboyant.

I’m afraid my mother herself has forgotten these photos of herself when she was young. Among her many old photos, this one is my favorite, fresh and clean. Although the photography technology is not very good, it cannot conceal the unique youthful vitality of young girls.

Then turned back until my mother appeared with curly hair that was popular at the time. She was holding me, who was only a few years old, in her arms, standing in an exquisite Jiangnan garden with a small bridge behind her. , there is also running water, but a large travel bag with "XX Travel Company" printed on it next to it looks weird. This is a photo with a completely different style. It is not the freshness of the sea breeze, but has the warm tones of the sunset. The corners of my mother's raised mouth, her slender eyelashes, and her wavy hair seemed to have been painted with a light, warm yellow, a happy color, with a colored pen. In the photo, she hugs me intimately, and her long, soft curly hair gives people a very warm feeling.

I closed the album and there were not many photos left. In recent years, my mother has been busy with work, housework and taking care of my studies, and has no time to travel and take photos. The long hair that was hanging down her back was also tied behind her head. It was simple and neat, but looked old-fashioned, but she had to choose this quick method to save time and do more things. Mom looks more capable now, with a simple hairstyle and a pointed chin, but I always feel sorry for her long black and shiny hair. Long Hair Article 3

Mom has beautiful hair, black and thick.

My mother loves her hair very much. She always combs her big braids very smoothly without any mess. My mother often said that someone once offered her several hundred dollars in exchange for her long braids, but she refused.

My mother said that I also loved her long hair. When I was a child, I would always touch my mother's hair before going to bed.

My mother also said that her hair once "saved" me: when I was three years old, once on the street, I left my mother who was shopping because I saw a rag doll. When I found that I was missing, I looked everywhere, and my mother also looked everywhere for me. Finally, I saw my mother’s long braid. I was sure that I had found my mother. I grabbed the long braid and called my mother...

That day I fell in love with a pair of sports shoes. The color and style attracted me. I tried them on again and again, and they fit perfectly. But after asking about the price, I put them down again, because for me, who comes from a poor family, they were really too expensive. It was too expensive, so my mother bargained with the man, but I still thought it was too expensive, so I took my mother away.

On Thursday morning, my mother asked someone to bring me a package of things. When I opened it, it was exactly those shoes. I was very happy and surprised. I didn’t know where my mother would be in the next two or three days. I made two to three hundred yuan.

I ran home on the weekend and my mother was washing clothes. When she heard my cry, my mother raised her head: "You're back. Do your shoes still fit?" I looked at my mother blankly and suddenly shouted. : "Mom, where are your long braids?" He ran over and circled around her, "Why did you make your hair like this? It's long, short, messy, and ugly!" Mom smiled and said, " I'll have it trimmed after a while. "Why did you cut your hair? I'm almost angry, but you're still laughing!" I yelled angrily.

"I have to do things all day long. What's the point of having long hair that delays time and gets in the way? I can just cut it off. How convenient it is!" Mom said nonchalantly.

"You... are unreasonable!" I kicked my foot angrily and accidentally saw the new shoes on my feet. Then I looked at my mother's ragged hair and remembered that someone had killed her more than ten days ago. In our town, if you have long hair, you can cut it as long as you negotiate a price. In order to cut more hair, the hair collector made other people's heads look very ugly. At that time, we still laughed at those people who were crazy about money. Selling hair. Unexpectedly, my mother also sold her hair and bought me shoes. I couldn't help but shed tears.

Mom’s long hair is gone and replaced with my sneakers. Maybe I will never see my mother's long braids again (she is in her forties, and it is not easy to grow long hair anymore), but the shadow of my mother's long hair has been deeply left in my heart. Long Hair Article 4

For some reason, I have liked long hair very much since I was a child, but I have never had a chance to have long hair. Maybe this is because all I get are shortcomings, and all I don’t get is beauty. ——Inscription When I was a child, I liked long hair very much. When I was 6 years old, I started to grow my hair long. When I was 7 years old, I went to school. Since combing my hair in the morning would take some time, my mother advised me to cut my hair during the summer vacation of the first grade. But by then my hair had grown into a beautiful shawl, so of course I was a little reluctant to let it go. At first I didn't agree with anything and cried a lot.

Later, my mother promised to take some photos for me as a souvenir, and said that I would keep them until I was in junior high school. With my mother’s persuasion, I finally agreed. But seeing my hair, which had grown long for more than 2 years, being cut off like this, I felt really bad! Looking back at those souvenir photos now, they can be said to be the most beautiful set of photos I have taken. After entering junior high school, among the 22 girls in the class, only me and another classmate had short hair, which made me yearn for long hair even more. What I didn't expect was that on the first day of school, the physical education teacher actually mistook me for a boy, which made me dumbfounded. Time passes, and in a blink of an eye, it is already the summer vacation of the second grade of junior high school. Now I am in the stage of growing my hair long. This is something my mother agreed to after asking me repeatedly. I decided that I must see my long hair again this time.

But just two days ago, my grandma persuaded me not to stay, saying that she was afraid that my mother would be too tired. She was so busy in the morning and had to send me to school and my sister to school, so she had no time to give her. I comb my hair. Turning around to look at my mother's miserable state, my firm determination couldn't help but waver again. Yes, my mother is too tired. She takes care of me in obscurity all day long. For me, she also gave birth to a younger sister, which makes her even more tired. I can't let my mother work hard for me anymore! So, the previous determination took a 180-degree turn: cut off your hair, think of it as a sacrifice for your mother! If I don’t have the chance to have long hair in this life, I will definitely make it up in the next life! Long Hair Article 5

With a "click", I suddenly felt so light. I didn't know whether I was in real life or in a dream. The long hair I had for many years fell from the hairdresser's ruthless scissors to my mother's hands, and then became a souvenir of my growth. I watched the completion of this series of actions expressionlessly, thinking silently: Farewell, my beloved long hair.

"Cut your hair. I'm in junior high school and don't have time to comb it." This is what my mother has often said to me since I was in the second semester of sixth grade. Although there was a tone of discussion with me in her words, But according to my mother's usual style, no matter whether I agree or not, the result will be done according to her wishes. But this time I didn't, because this time it was related to my beloved long hair, so I definitely couldn't do it. But she is my mother after all, and her arms couldn't twist my thighs, so in the end I was dragged to the barber shop by my mother. My poor hair At their mercy.

When I was getting my hair cut, I kept chatting with my mother, trying to make myself forget what I was doing, but I still didn’t forget. I began to hate why my memory was so good. When I was getting my hair cut, my dad happened to call me and asked if I had a haircut. I couldn't talk to my dad at that time because I wanted to cry when I talked. It was my mom who answered the phone.

Finally, I finished the ordeal. In order to reward me, my mother took me shopping and bought me clothes. But what I couldn't bear was that I saw my classmates, and they also saw me. Seeing their surprised eyes, I wanted to go home crazily. But then I thought about it, what if I go home, what if I regret it, my hair is still the same short? This is an indisputable fact and cannot be changed. It’s all short anyway, so it doesn’t matter anymore! But when I first met acquaintances, I was still a little shy, but it got better as time went by, so I comforted myself like this.

Farewell to my beloved long hair! I know that one day in the future, my long hair will flow again. It will be brand new long hair accompanying the new me to welcome a new life! Long Hair Article 6

As the saying goes: "Everyone has the love of beauty." Girls are born to love beauty. They not only like to wear beautiful clothes, but also like beautiful crystal shoes and red dance shoes... ...I like my long, flowing hair best, but I often have "wars" with my mother over hair problems, which causes trouble.

I have always been proud of my long hair. My beautiful hair hangs down to my waist. It is black and shiny. Sometimes it is combed into a playful ponytail, and sometimes it becomes two cute braids hanging down. On the chest, not to mention how beautiful it is.

However, my mother doesn’t like my long hair and thinks it’s too troublesome. My mother said: "It's very annoying to comb it every day." I said: "I just like to have long hair, and I don't want to cut it." Because of my hair, I often have arguments with my mother. One day, my mother told me: "The newspaper said that children with long hair are stupider and their academic performance is often not as good as those with short hair, because the nutrients in the brain are sucked away by the hair!" "Haha... Mom , You even believe this! If hair can really suck the nutrients out of the brain, then the hair should have been evolved long ago, just like the tail." Mom said, "It's okay not to cut it, you have to learn to wash it yourself. Hair and combing. "I said: "Okay."

From that day on, I slowly learned to wash and comb my hair. However, my hair always disobeys me and becomes messy. My mother said: "You must learn the essentials so that your hair will not be messy. Take your time and wash and comb your hair more times and you will become proficient." I did what my mother said and soon I would be able to wash my hair proficiently. , combed my hair. There is a saying that goes well: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a willful person."

Some people say that hair is the source of troubles. If you cut off your hair, you will cut off your troubles. But I don't need to cut off my hair. The worries are gone.