Continue to write a 300-word composition, the first volume of Grade Three.

1. 18 grade, 13 grade, Book 1, Lesson 18, write 300 words. They searched everywhere in the field for half an afternoon, but there was still no sign. Looking up, they saw the water mill in their village, and they immediately ran to the house. Finally came to the mill, everyone was panting and sweating. Suddenly, their eyes lit up, and the "happy bird" was landing on the fan blade above the waterwheel. Wings crooked, floating in the air. Everyone is jumping around happily, picking up kites, redrawing the faded places with crayons, then connecting the broken lines and flying kites happily. Kites are flying lightly in the sky, and they are cheering until they play in the afternoon and go home at night.

We ran panting to the front of the house. Aha! "Happy Bird" was lying on the water, squeezed on the edge of a huge wooden wheel. Two children with good water, without speaking, quickly stripped off their clothes and plunged into the water. Soon, our "Happy Bird" was rescued ashore. But, this "happy bird" has become a "drowning bird"! Two reeds were also broken, and everyone was still excited to see the scarred "Happy Bird", as if they had found a lost friend! One said, "I'll get the paper and we'll wear it again!" " The other said, "I'll get a crayon, and we'll write our names and blessings on it!" " "Everyone talked excitedly and walked around the village. A more beautiful "happy bird" is growing slowly in our hearts, and soon it will fly again with our vision and hope! We finally got to the water mill, and everyone was out of breath.

Suddenly, the partners were pleasantly surprised to find that a white-haired grandfather was holding a kite, which was our "happy bird". "Kid, are you looking for this kite?" Grandpa greeted us kindly.

"Yes!" We said with one voice.

"Your kite fell on the roof of the mill and broke. I fixed it for you, waiting for you to find it. " Grandpa said. "Thank you so much, Grandpa." While thanking grandpa, we took the kite carefully.

The "Happy Bird" has returned to our hands, and everyone, Qi Xin, makes it fly into the air again. We are so happy that we can't stop. Everyone remembers to go home when smoke rises in the village?

At night, everyone is lying in bed remembering this happy day and even giggling in their sleep!

2. "Cher" continued to write a 350-word composition ["Cher" continued to write a 350-word composition] Cher flew back to the balcony and circled around as if to say: Great, I can fly again! I looked at its golden eyes and remembered my father's words-Cher is a homing pigeon, and Cher continued to write a 350-word composition. I can't help mumbling: Cher, you go, the blue sky is your real home, go and serve others! Cher seemed to understand what I said and looked at me with round eyes full of disappointment. I gently stroked Cher's feather and said to it: You should know that you are a homing pigeon, and the mission of a homing pigeon is to help people pass on information. Don't be nostalgic, Cher. Although we are all very sad, you can only grow up healthily if you fly back to nature. The composition "Cher" in the third grade of primary school continues to write a 350-word composition. I picked up Cher. Cher seemed to understand my mind and looked at me with blessing eyes, as if to say; Thank you, I will come to see you often! Then spread your wings and fly to the blue sky. I looked at Cher's distant back and silently said: Cher, I wish you peace and an early reunion with your family!

Grade three: Ye Junyao

3. The third day kite continued to write 300 words and continued to write "Kite". We ran to the house, but we couldn't find the "happy bird".

Just as we walked back in disappointment, a small partner suddenly shouted, "Come and see, what is this?" Everyone is in a hurry to run to the stream. After running, everyone was surprised. There is a strange thing floating on the water. A child boldly fished it up and shook the water on the surface. Only then did we find that it was the "happy bird" we had been looking for.

Everyone was very happy and felt a little sorry, because our elaborate kite was soaked in the water. At this time, a brother suddenly walked to the pot-stewed hall, and everyone followed. Brother said, "Let's make another kite, so that we can find happiness again."

Say that finish, he bent down and took the lead in doing it. This time, we did it more seriously and our hearts were full of hope.

The kite is finished, more beautiful and stronger than last time. Everyone rushed to the grass, hoping that this "happy bird" could fly high with our dreams.

It's getting dark, and "Happy Bird" has returned to its warm "home". Everyone believes that "Happy Birds" will fly higher tomorrow.

4. The little photographer continued to write a composition of 300 words [The little photographer continued to write a composition of 300 words] On this day, Gorky was reading a book, and the little photographer continued to write a composition of 300 words.

Suddenly, a man ran in. Gorky looked up, ah, it was the little boy yesterday, with a camera in his hand. Gorky asked with a smile, did you bring film today? I have a lot of film here.

The little boy said, no, I brought film. As he spoke, he took the film out of his pocket and put it in the camera.

The little boy let Gorky sit in that seat yesterday, and with a click, the third-grade composition "Little Photographer" continued to write 300 words. Gorky was about to stand up when the little boy said, excuse me, please sit down again.

Gorky asked: Isn't it already finished? The little boy said, I forgot to open the lens cover just now. Let's do it again. The little boy said as he opened the lens cover.

Gorky smiled: Come on, do it again. The little boy raised his camera and clicked.

Ah, good shot. The little boy went out happily ... Grade three: Lan Shaoqin.

The little photographer continued to write 300 words. A few days later, the little boy came to Gorky's door again and continued to write Little Photographer.

Gorky waited all night, but the little boy didn't come. The next morning, Gorky picked up the newspaper of the day and read it. He saw a news report that a little boy had a car accident not far from his home last night and the little boy was taken to the hospital. At this moment Gorky wondered if it was the little boy who took the photo. He went out of the house and searched all the hospitals, but he couldn't find the little boy.

As the days passed, Gorky did not wait for the arrival of the little boy. At noon on a Sunday, Gorky finally met the little boy. The little boy said to Gorky, "Sir, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. It was already dark when I went home to get the film that day. My mother is disabled. I have to take care of her, so I didn't have time to take pictures until today. " Gorky said, "You are really a sensible child!"

After the little boy took the photo, Gorky left him for dinner at home. Gradually, the little boy and Gorky became good friends.

6. Continue to write "Little Photographer" in the third grade of primary school. After the little boy went home to get the film, he went to Gorky's door and stood in fear for a while. He is worried that Gorky will not give him another chance. The little boy thought for a while, wrote a note and threw it into Gorky's room, just like last time. Gorky picked up the boy's note and saw that it said, "Dear Comrade Gorky, because my carelessness has taken up your precious time, can you give me another chance to take your picture?" Gorky went to the window and saw the little boy waiting anxiously outside, so he told his secretary to invite the little boy in.

The little boy set the camera with skillful movements and soon finished shooting. Before leaving, the little boy lowered his head and said to Gorky, "Thank you, I will definitely correct my carelessness and finish every job seriously." Gorky touched the little boy's head and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter. Correct your mistakes, it's a good boy. " The little boy left happily.

The next day, Gorky's photo was seriously hung on the wall newspaper in the classroom.

7. Continue to write the second volume of the third grade Chinese, and continue to write a 300-word "Unique Skills".

Summer vacation is coming, and Zhu Xiao has disappeared after school. You won't forget the stunt, will you?

Time is up. By the pool, everyone is competing for tricks. Everyone first turned their attention to Er Fu, thinking that he was going to perform martial arts again.

Unexpectedly, he took out a piece of paper and a pen and drew the green mountain peak, which was finished in a short time. Everyone said with one voice, "Good! Good! " .

Not to be outdone, Sanpang plucked a leaf and blew out a loud song! According to the ranking, it's Zhu Xiao's turn. Everyone saw Zhu Xiao smiling mysteriously, took out the paper, pen and watch in his schoolbag and said, "Let's compare and see who wrote more and better compositions in fifteen minutes." "Compare it!"

Er Fu scrambled to answer.

The game started, and the man with the watch shouted "Go!" , everyone wrote it. Er Fu, who was complacent just now, is now a "leader of saving ink", scratching his hair and rubbing his hands for a while, and he is very anxious. Sanpang was impatient, too, and stopped writing. Only the pen of the small pillar kept working, and wrote two pages in a blink of an eye. Time will come soon. Three fat only wrote half a page, Er Fu didn't mention it, and he couldn't get a line; Only small pillars are quick, four pages. Everyone ran over and read only one page, so they couldn't help applauding.

Later, it dawned on everyone that Zhu Xiao took classes in the only composition training class nearby every day and spent a lot of time practicing writing.

Everyone has gained something in this competition, and their unique skills are wonderful, each with its own merits.

8. The power of mother's love in the third grade of primary school continues to write a composition of more than 350 words. That year, my little sister was admitted to the hospital because of injury, and I went to accompany her.

There is a girl in the same ward. She was hospitalized for a car accident. She has been in a coma since the day she moved in. The girl shouted from time to time in a coma: "mom, mom!" " "

The girl's father sat in front of the hospital bed at a loss, watching his daughter struggling in pain with a sad face. He didn't know how to help her, and kept asking the doctor to say, "Save my daughter, save my daughter!" " "

He (1) didn't know that doctors had used all the medicines they needed, and patients sometimes had to save themselves. Whether you can survive depends on her (2), whether the world is full of life, and her (3) nature.

A nurse asked the man, "Where is the child's mother?" Why don't you call her mother? "

The man buried his head and whispered, "We have been divorced for a long time, and I can't find her."

The nurse frowned, sat down silently, gently held the girl's cold hand and said softly, "Hello, daughter, mom is here, mom is here."

The man looked up and looked at the nurse in surprise. After a while, he was full of tears and said, "thank you, thank you!" " "

The girl called "mom" and the nurse agreed, but the nurse was about the same age as the girl and was not married.

The girl grabbed the nurse's hand like a drowning man and breathed slowly and evenly.

In the following days, the nurse, like a real mother, would stay in front of the girl's bed whenever she had time, holding her hand, talking to her, telling stories and singing softly … until the girl woke up completely.

The doctor said, "It is a miracle that she can wake up."

The girl said, "I feel that my mother has been holding me with a pair of warm hands and pulling me out of a dark and cold well ..."

People turned their praise to the careful nurse. The nurse blushed slightly and said, "I remember reading a famous saying that maternal love can save everything."

9. The third-level photographer continued to write 300 words. After the boy left, he didn't come back for a long time.

Gorky thinks about the little boy every day. One day, the secretary told Gorky, "A little boy of about ten years old came from outside with a camera in his hand and said he would take your picture. It seems to be the little boy two months ago. Will you let him in? " Gorky answered quickly. He said, "Quick, quick, quick, let the little boy in!" " "In a short time, the little boy stood in front of Gorky, grinning.

Gorky asked, "Where have you been these two months? I think about you every day. " Little boy: "Yes! I miss you every day! However, my mother has acute appendicitis. I have been taking care of my mother, so I haven't had time to take pictures of you. Now that my mother is well, she asked me to take a picture of you as a souvenir. "

Gorky said with a smile; "I hope you don't leave the film at home this time and cry to get it!" The little boy blushed and Gorky said, "OK, let's start!" " "Gorky kindly sat on the sofa reading a newspaper. The little boy concentrated on taking pictures and hugged Gorky again. Gorky smiled and said, "This is a perfect day!" "On the day of model essay, Gorky was reading. Suddenly, a man ran in.

Gorky looked up, ah, it was the little boy yesterday, with a camera in his hand. Gorky smiled and asked, "Did you bring film today?" I have a lot of film here. The little boy said, "No, I brought film." "

As he spoke, he took the film out of his pocket and put it in the camera. The little boy sat Gorky in the same seat yesterday and nodded.

Gorky was about to stand up when the little boy said, "Sorry, please sit down again." Gorky asked, "Didn't someone already take it?" The little boy said, "I forgot to open the lens cover just now. Let's do it again."

The little boy said as he opened the lens cover. Gorky smiled and said, "Come on, do it again."

The little boy raised his camera and clicked. Ah, good shot.

The little boy went out happily.