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How to publish your own novel
Write a composition on the topic "I want to give myself"-"I want to paint myself in the mirror, the shortest student-someone once mistakenly thought I was a senior one.
Ear-length short hair, neatly covering the forehead.
Although the eyes under the eyebrows are not big, they look very lively.
Sunlight-exposed skin is dark and rough.
Hey, you didn't recognize me as a girl in a skirt.
That small mouth contains rich expressions: when you are happy, tilt your lips and make a face; When you are angry, pout, maybe you can hang a small oil pan. Sometimes, what you say from this mouth will make people choke with anger. Sometimes it can make people laugh … I have a wide range of hobbies, such as painting, singing, skipping rope and kicking shuttlecock … but my favorite is kneading plasticine.
When it comes to squeezing plasticine, people can't help laughing: either pinch a pig eight quit or a potbellied seven-product sesame official, but every time, either pinch the tail of pig eight quit into a ponytail or lose the black hat of seven-product sesame official.
However, I will always say, "Don't laugh. After hundreds of years, it will become a priceless cultural relic."
I can describe it as lively and cheerful.
You see, kicking shuttlecock, throwing sandbags and jumping rubber bands after class, there is always my small and exquisite jumping posture in the middle ... as long as it is a game, as long as I can play it, I will never be short of it.
Although I am short, I will not be introverted and feel inferior because of my short stature. My hands are always held high in class, and I have won numerous praises.
Don't think I am short, my ambition is not short! Trust me! I am short today, but I will overtake you tomorrow.
Attention! I am surpassing and working hard for my tomorrow! Come on!
Be who you want to be. Write a composition on the topic "Be the person you want to be". Be what you want to be in 500 words? Life? Value? These three seemingly unrelated words can carry a person's life, which may be the meaning of life! Life is irreversible. How can I do what I want to do, go where I want to go and become what I want to be in my lifetime? This is a question that many people have been puzzled about. Maybe you can find the answer in this book. I only read half of this book, but there is a passage that impressed me deeply: "There are too many things in life that we can't control, but we can control ourselves. You are clay and a sculptor, and you have the ability to create masterpieces. Models and patterns have been formed, and what you have to estimate is that they are carefully carved. " Sometimes I am ambivalent. For example, I want to put. What the hell am I chasing? Oh, maybe I'm in a hurry. What's the hurry for? Isn't it to save more time and do more things? But if this thing is not done well, what should we do next? People live for ideals, things have to be done one by one, and life has to go step by step. To be what you want to do does not mean to indulge yourself, but to finish what you should do in your lifetime and let yourself leave without regret. Look at those flowers! From germination to branch opening, from long leaves to flowering, you enjoy the grace of nature at every stage, so you have no regrets when you wither, because it has reached what you want. So, don't hesitate now, set a good goal and become what you want to be!
I remember one day a year ago, I came home from school, and it was near dusk.
Just when I was in a hurry, suddenly, I found a white-haired and wrinkled old woman in front of me, huh? Isn't this grandma Yang in 13 building? She labored to carry a big basket of vegetables, and walked slowly and difficultly, her waist was almost bent, and her face was still dripping with sweat.
When I saw this scene, I felt very sorry for my grandmother, so I thought, "If I help my grandmother get food, it will be too dark to reach when I get home;" Besides, I have a lot of homework to do tonight.
However, if I don't help, Grandma Yang will be very tired, and maybe she won't be able to walk any further.
"Finally, I made up my mind to help Grandma Yang.
So, regardless of the fact that it was getting late, I ran to grandma Yang and said, "Grandma Yang, you haven't brought such a heavy dish home yet. Let me help you move it! " Grandma Yang smiled and said to me: Thank you, that's very kind of you.
It's getting dark, so you'd better go home quickly. Mom is waiting for you.
""Never mind, let me help you with it! " So I took the basket and walked up while holding Grandma Yang.
After a while, my arm began to hurt, and my feet were as heavy as lead. I really want to put down the basket and have a rest, but in order not to worry Grandma Yang, I still pretend to walk easily.
After more than ten minutes, I finally took grandma Yang home with a vegetable basket.
When I left, Grandma Yang stopped me and said, "Wait a minute.
"I saw Grandma Yang holding a flashlight." Son, the road is dark. Use it to light the road when you go home. Be careful all the way.
Thank you, Jiajia.
""goodbye, grandma yang! "It was already dark on the way home, but the light of Grandma Yang's flashlight lit up my way. Her concern dispelled the darkness around me and made my heart warm. Moreover, because I feel that I have done a good thing, my heart is full of joy, like eating a piece of candy.
I am such a helpful child.
I like helping others. When I see that with my own help, others have successfully overcome their own difficulties, I will feel an unspeakable pride and happiness from the heart, because I feel my value to others.
Moreover, helping others brings us closer and makes us like a family.
It's good to help others! I am willing to continue to help those who need help and make our life full of colorful sunshine!
The composition I want to write most. One thing I want to do most is never to wake up, so that I can travel in the dream world and do what I want, instead of being tired, busy and bored in the real world every day.
But I am different in my dream, because I also have friends in my dream, and I don't have to eat in my dream. There are countless books and many amusement parks. As long as you think about everything, you have to listen to the adults in the real world. Very annoying. Unlike in a dream, no one will disturb you in the dream. Only you can find friends to play with or go to an amusement park when you are bored. There are some in real life, you are dreaming.
Besides, I don't want to sleep in my dream. In my dream, I can also be a rocket to the moon to see Chang 'e and Yutu. You can also play with aliens. In the dream world, I have everything, such as taking the train, watching the plane, traveling around the world, visiting the United States, Italy, Cambridge English University, visiting the Confucius Temple, looking for Cao Cao, reading at home, or watching TV, watching national historical relics, watching world geography and so on.
The world in your dream is so beautiful that you can't bear to leave it.
Someone I want to write about 1. Mom, I really want to tell you that you made me grow up healthily and make me happy all my life. Everyone must know that the love between mother and child is higher than the sky, and everything my mother does to me can reflect her love for me. Last winter, I got up early to prepare for school. When I left the room, my mother. I quickly said, "I think the weather is very hot, it won't!" " "Mom said softly," It will be hot at home, because it is warm at home, but it is still cold outside! " "Then my mother took out some warm clothes from the closet and gave them to me one by one to warm me up and tell me to go to school. Once, I suddenly felt a stomachache at school, and then I told my teacher that the teacher called me mom, and my mom heard me. She ran to school and took me to the hospital. As soon as I got to the hospital, my mother asked the doctor to examine me. That precious drop of sweat dripped on my face.
Just take it once.
We had almost no homework after school that day, so I wanted to play in the garden downstairs.
But I was going to climb the tree that day, and then I forgot.
My mother has been waiting for me at home. "Why haven't you come back yet?" Mom is very anxious, so she wants to go to school to find me.
As it happens, I was about to go home when I met him in the elevator.
He said to me angrily, "Why are you playing downstairs?" Do you know you have a class today? "It suddenly occurred to me that instead of admitting my mistake to my mother, I talked back to her." I don't know! "Why do I have to go to an interest class every time, and other children can play below, but I have to study hard here?
""Mom made it for you! " Mom said to me.
"I will only say that you are good to me, and I know this sentence every day! Bored to death! " I said to my mother wearily.
My mother was very angry. She picked up a stick and came up to me. I'm still unconvinced and pretend to be impatient. At this time, she was even more angry.
Hit hard.
But who knows, in the mother's heart, it is very reluctant.
So I ran back to my room and locked the door.
After a while, my mother came over and said to me in a gentle tone, "son, my mother doesn't want to hurt you." Which mother doesn't want her children to become talents? " Mom actually doesn't want to hit you, hitting you will only make my heart ache.
"Listen to my mother, I cried.
I opened the door and threw myself into my mother's arms.
Through this, I want to say to my mother: "I will never live up to your expectations!" " "
I want to write a short article about diaries to remind parents that it is bad to read their children's diaries.
Even take care of the children.
It involves the right to privacy, because diary is a kind of privacy of others.
Peeping without others' consent constitutes infringement.
In accordance with the provisions of the civil law, it is necessary to bear civil liabilities such as apology and compensation for mental losses.
Then parents feel sorry.
It is said that I don't know what I don't like until I read my diary (for example, I don't like going to cram school on weekends).
Then I realized that "I" had been under great pressure to study.
Tutoring interest classes or something takes up my rest time.
My parents canceled my extracurricular tutoring.
Interest classes or something.
Take your family out for a trip on weekends.
Gradually, I also love to tell my parents what I think.
In the study.
In life.
Wait a minute.
Later I found out that my parents didn't peek at my diary.
Because I have formed a good habit of communicating with my parents.
I'll ask.
Only then did I know that I told my parents about myself.
They don't have to know through diaries.
Care about me.
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Parents read our diaries just to understand and care about us.
We always blame them for peeking or something.
It is better to reflect on whether you communicate with your parents.
I used to chat online as soon as I got home.
Put your heart.
Interesting things I met.
Wait, tell a stranger everything.
Than tell their parents.
Isn't it a sad thing for them? Are your parents worse than a virtual stranger who has never even met online? Ps pure hand tour.
I hope it will help your composition.
Hope to agree,
Write an article about what I want. I think I should be a free bird in the sky. It's gray and raining, and I want to cry ... Looking at the gloomy scenery outside the window, I believe that now, the sky is also confirming my mood.
There will be depressing music in my ears and inexplicable loneliness in my heart.
Perhaps, just a simple left hand in a small room feels a kind of bondage! The kind of "pain" that you can't breathe freely in a "cage" … I think I should be a free bird.
I want to fly high, but there are too many rules around me, and I can't stretch my immature wings in the vast sky to pursue that gorgeous and beautiful dream.
In my youth, I am somewhat rebellious, and I think what is good is right.
As a result, all the pressure on themselves, are pale and powerless.
Don't, I will become a bird is not free? There is a gentle voice muttering in my heart: in fact, no matter what time, you are a free bird, and you will be a little surprised involuntarily. I've always been free? Looking out of the window, my thoughts are a little floating, if so ... the grass is so green, lying on it with my partner, smelling the seemingly insignificant flowers, seeping into my heart from time to time.
The breeze is gentle, whispering in my ear ... talking with her by my side, endlessly, regardless of current events or curious gossip, frowning or laughing.
A comfortable feeling, in a world, I can express my truest thoughts in my own language without scruple or reservation, if the air is particularly fresh at the moment.
I suddenly realized that the sudden state did not bind me, but made me more free.
I think I am slowly becoming a free bird.
Waiting, the blue sky of expectation.
Young and crazy, the study pressure will not relax.
I have struggled in it, and I have been lost.
Now, for the sake of this glass of water, I will chant: "Dajiangdong has gone to the waves for nothing, a romantic figure through the ages ..."; Humming English songs at home as if nothing had happened; Fun will come from time to time, spelling an afternoon math problem; Will (male name) ... It turns out that I have already integrated this repressed "bondage" into my life.
No longer monotonous, boring, or even happy.
It seems that in the world of learning, I have become free, spreading my wings and waiting to fly high ... I think I should be a free bird, in my nest, waiting for the first hug with the sky.
Mom said that only by looking at everything with a tolerant heart, then my feeling of not being free would not exist.
Because you will always be the one who binds yourself.
I smiled, yes, freedom has always been with me ... the rain outside the window has stopped and the sun is a little off. Smiling at the world makes me feel warm and comfortable.
I can't help laughing. I am really a free bird, because the sunshine also proves that I have found a "sky" of my own.
I think I should be a free bird.
No, to be more precise, I am already a free bird, happily facing the future. ......
The person I want to write most 600 words The person I miss most If you ask anyone who you love most, that person will definitely say "Mom".
How kind the word mother is! However, the person I love most is not only my mother, but also the person I love and miss most. She is grandma Bai.
At that time, my mother gave me eight months old to Grandma Bai, who was a competent and good nanny.
She is very kind to me. I am at Grandma Bai's house during the day and my mother takes me home at night.
I especially like to play in small parks, and Grandma Bai often takes me to play.
We walked around, tired of walking on the road. Grandma Bai gave me the prepared stool to sit on, squatting on one side by herself, and I sat on it unceremoniously.
I like swinging and hanging boats best. When playing on the swing, she always knows the height I want. If it is high or low, she will say before I speak, was it a little low or a little high just now? Are you a little scared? ..... it's all in my head.
Good guess.
Time flies, the sun flies. We moved from Baotou to Sarazzi.
The days when I just separated from Grandma Bai really seemed like a year! I have been thinking about grandma Bai.
After a long time, I forgot the prosperity of Baotou, and what I can't forget is Grandma Bai.
The noise of the crowd can't be heard in the internet cafe. I sat on the windowsill, looking out of the window at the vast sea of people, eager to find grandma Bai in my crowd, but I tried my best to find grandma Bai.
Soon, I can't sit by the window and look out every day, because I'm going to primary school, which makes me happy and distressed. Happily, I can see that primary schools are as different as kindergartens.
Sadly, I can't find Grandma Bai.
My dream has miraculously come true. During the first grade holiday, Grandma Bai's wife, Grandpa Sun, came to pick me up! I was particularly afraid of him when I was a child. Now, I jump into his arms, as if I saw my mother. He came on a motor tricycle.
My parents agreed that I would go with Grandpa Sun.
I took a tricycle and staggered to their new home, Baotou.
Grandma Bai burst into tears when she saw me, and we spent an unforgettable day together.
I'm leaving, and grandma Bai sent me away with tears again.
Since then, I have never seen grandma Bai again. Every time I think of her, my nose is sour. ...
How to serialize your own articles? If you want to write a long article and post it to your blog in batches ... IX. Blog article management 1, adding serialization method Log in to your blog-control panel-(left) Blog serialization management-add-fill in album title-fill in album introduction. Can't set)-Save description-Return 2. How to serialize blog articles-All articles-Click on the article to be serialized (the color will become darker)-Click "Join Serialization" and it will be OK. 3. The method of adding a category is to log in to the blog-control panel-(left) blog post category management-add a category-fill in the category title-click the save operation button (that is, the "floppy disk" shape)-confirm-save the ranking 4. How to classify articles-blog post management-all articles-click on the article to be serialized (the color will be darker)-click "Add Classification" and it will be OK. Tips: Both serialized articles and classified articles can be moved up and down. Select the article (the color bar of the article will be dimmed), and then press "Move Up" and "Move Down". If you want to delete an article, just press the action button "Delete".
Deleted articles enter the "Recycle Bin". If deleted in the "Recycle Bin", the articles disappear completely; If you don't want others to browse the article or don't edit it, you can put it in the "draft box"; If you want to read the article or continue editing, you can find the article in the "draft box";
The fun of childhood A happy childhood is like a rainbow after rain, colorful and dazzling. I have done many interesting things, just like bright little stars flashing in the sky of childhood.
Occasionally, mentioning it by yourself or others will lead to a burst of laughter.
Next, I want to tell you an interesting thing when I was a child.
It was the summer after my fifth birthday, and my mother gave me a red balloon with the picture of the Monkey King walking on clouds.
As long as you throw it gently into the sky, it will fly lightly into the air and then fall, which is very interesting.
I always show off in front of children.
One day, after a heavy rain, many small pools accumulated in my yard. I saw that the rain had stopped, so I ran to the yard and threw balloons.
The balloon was spinning in the air, and I chased it and shouted, "What fun! It's beautiful! " Suddenly, the balloon landed in a small pool.
I ran to pick it up. Unfortunately, there is a big piece of muddy water on the balloon.
What to do! I'm smart. I remember the last time I stained my handkerchief, and my mother took it to the fire. Why don't I take the fire away ... the fun of childhood, a happy childhood is like a rainbow after rain, colorful and colorful, and many interesting things I have done are like bright little stars flashing in the sky of childhood.
Occasionally, mentioning it by yourself or others will lead to a burst of laughter.
Next, I want to tell you an interesting thing when I was a child.
It was the summer after my fifth birthday, and my mother gave me a red balloon with the picture of the Monkey King walking on clouds.
As long as you throw it gently into the sky, it will fly lightly into the air and then fall, which is very interesting.
I always show off in front of children.
One day, after a heavy rain, many small pools accumulated in my yard. I saw that the rain had stopped, so I ran to the yard and threw balloons to help me burst reed balloons.
The balloon was spinning in the air, and I chased it and shouted, "What fun! It's beautiful! " Suddenly, the balloon landed in a small pool.
I ran to pick it up. Unfortunately, there is a big piece of muddy water on the balloon.
What to do! I'm smart. I remember the last time I got my handkerchief dirty, and my mother took it to the fire. Why don't I bake it with fire, too Yes, roast mud with fire.
But mom bakes handkerchiefs in winter. How can there be a big stove in summer now? This reminds me that when my mother makes a fire, she always lights some paper first.
So I also found paper.
I took the balloon into the house, found a match, lit the paper, and then quickly took the balloon stained with mud to the fire. Suddenly, the balloon exploded with a bang.
I was so startled that I couldn't help jumping up.
The beautiful balloon suddenly broke into pieces.
When I woke up, I couldn't help crying ... until now, whenever I think about it, I can't help laughing.
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