A 200-word composition describing characters and details

1. A 200-word fragment about the detailed description of characters

Character description is one of the most important categories in description. It includes appearance description, action description, dialogue description, and psychological description. wait.

Appearance description, also called portrait description, refers to the description of the character's appearance, mood, posture, clothing, etc. A basic requirement of appearance description is to serve to reveal the character's personality traits, because a person's inner mental state will be expressed through a certain appearance. The most typical one is Lu Xun's depiction of Runtu's image in "Hometown": This is The one who came was Runtu.

Although I knew it was Runtu as soon as I saw it, it was not the Runtu in my memory. His stature has doubled; the round purple face has turned grayish-yellow and has deep wrinkles; his eyes are like his father's, and the surrounding areas are swollen and red. I know that he is farming by the sea. People who live with the sea breeze blowing all day long are probably like this.

He wore a broken felt hat on his head, and only a very thin cotton coat on his body, which was tangled all over. He was holding a paper bag and a long cigarette pipe in his hand, and that hand was not mine. The red and round hands that I remembered were thick, clumsy and cracked, like pine bark. This description of appearance profoundly reveals Runtu's tragic fate, especially echoing Runtu's appearance in his youth, which highlights the theme more deeply.

However, appearance description is not required in every article. This must be determined according to the needs of the content of the article. Good appearance description must be conducive to reflecting the central idea and expressing the characteristics of the character. Only in this way can good results be achieved.

Action description uses specific actions with typical significance to describe the character's character, such as Chen Jing's "Little Red Army on Horseback": In the Yan'an period, some The comrade asked Comrade Chen Geng this question: "Old Chen, I heard that you have two fears in your life. In the Kuomintang, you are afraid of Liao Zhongkai, and in the Communist Party, you are afraid of Peng Dehuai. Is it true?" Chen Geng calmly nodded in acquiescence. Comrade He Bingyan, who was standing aside, said: "Old Chen has a third fear..." Chen Geng punched He Bingyan, and everyone calmed down. Comrade Chen Geng was particularly excited, and his eye circles were red, so it was inconvenient for everyone to ask further questions. .

This figure was known as one of the "Three Heroes of Huangpu" in the Huangpu era. People only knew that he was a hero who was not afraid of heaven, earth, or ghosts, but what he was afraid of was Mr. Liao. During the Second Civil Revolutionary War, some people rumored that he was afraid of Mr. Peng. But no one knows that he has a third fear.

It was not until the night after the liberation of the country that Comrade He Bingyan passed away that Comrade Chen Geng expressed his third "fear". "It's almost out of the grass.

But many things become more difficult in the end. As the saying goes, a person who travels a hundred miles is only half ninety!" Comrade Chen Geng looked back on the past affectionately. He said that in his life, It’s just that I admitted the word “difficulty” at this time. It was a late autumn with heavy frost and snow, and the sun had already set to the west.

He felt very tired and fell off the team, walking slowly forward with his thin horse, which was also very tired. Suddenly he came to a straggler little Red Army man.

This little guy seems to be only twelve years old. He has a Sichuan accent, a round face, a pair of big eyes, two thin lips, and a slightly upturned nose. The soles of his feet, which he was wearing a pair of broken straw sandals, were green and red from the cold.

Chen Geng approached him and said, "Kid, come here and ride for a while." The kid looked nonchalant, stared at Chen Geng's thin, bearded face, smiled slightly and said, "Old comrade, I My physical strength is much stronger than yours, please ride up quickly."

Chen Geng said in a commanding tone: "Get up and ride for a while!" The kid said in a stubborn tone: "You want me to go with you. There's a horse race, let's compete." The kid straightened his waist and made a posture ready to run.

"Then, let's walk together." "You go first, and I have to walk slowly, waiting for my companion."

Chen Geng had no choice but to take out a He handed the small bag of highland barley noodles to the kid and said, "Eat it." The kid pulled the dry food bag on his body, patted it gently, and said, "Look, there are more bulges than you. ”

Chen Geng was finally convinced by this kid. He had no choice but to climb on the horse and walk forward alone. For some reason, Chen Geng couldn't calm down at this time.

A series of shadows of children appeared in his mind. From the beach in Shanghai, along the streets of Guangzhou to the pier of Hong Kong, the dolls he had interacted with all came to his eyes.

Chen Geng suddenly shouted: "No, I was cheated!" He turned the horse's head, kicked the horse's belly hard, and ran towards the road. When Chen Geng found the kid, it was already too late.

When Chen lifted the kid onto his horse, something hard touched his left hand. He pulled it out and saw that it was Xiao Gui's bulging dry food bag. Inside was a blackened cow knee bone with several teeth marks on it.

Chen Geng fully understood.

At this moment, the kid stopped breathing.

Chen Geng hugged the kid's body tightly with one hand, and slapped himself hard with the other: "Chen Geng, you big idiot, how can you be worthy of a class brother!" This is why Comrade Chen Geng is afraid of talking to children. Just kidding, I'm afraid of hearing children get sick, afraid of hearing children cry... (Selected from "People's Daily", October 3, 1983) In this article, the actions of the little Red Army before their sacrifice are described as firm, powerful, and touching. It profoundly reveals the inner world of the young heroes of the Long March, shining with the brilliance of their thoughts. Dialogue description refers to a method that uses dialogue between characters to express the thoughts and feelings of the characters and shape the characters' images. For example, Kong Yiji said in "Kong Yiji": "Stealing books cannot be counted as stealing... stealing books!... Scholars "Can it be considered stealing?", "Not too much, not too much, how much is it? Not too much" profoundly reveal Kong Yiji's pedantry and poverty as an old intellectual, and are a true portrayal of declining intellectuals.

Psychological description refers to a writing method that depicts the character's inner spiritual world and describes the character's thoughts, feelings and ideological struggles. It is an important method to reveal the character's inner spiritual world, shape the character's image, and express the central idea. means. For example, the opening paragraph of Lu Xun's "Hometown" describes the scenery of my hometown and "my" mood like this: "Since it was late winter; as I approached my hometown, the weather became gloomy again, and the cold wind blew into the cabin, making a whining sound. Looking out from the gap in the awning, I saw several desolate villages far and near under the pale yellow sky, without any life.

My heart couldn't help but feel sad. "This is a description of scenery to express people. 2. A 200-word essay describing the details of a character

This essay was submitted by myself and was introduced to me by my classmates. So today I saw you asking this question and I will send it to you. I hope you will. It will be helpful to you. Unforgettable characters The word "人" is very familiar to us. Let me introduce you to two people I am familiar with! My brother is the most "tall and majestic" person in our family.

My brother’s hair is short and hard, hard and black. It looks like black gems from a distance. When you get closer and touch it, your hands turn red. Under the black eyebrows, there is a pair of big black eyes, shining with wisdom and bright, but unfortunately they are equipped with a pair of glasses.

His nose is not high but it is very powerful. He can smell whatever his mother cooks from afar. His lips are not thick, but they can be compared with Ji Xiaolan’s iron teeth and bronze teeth. No one in our family can compete with him! Wu Xiaohui is the smart little girl in our class.

She is small and ambitious, and there are not many students in the class who can compare with her in learning. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, hanging straight below her shoulders, which made her look more lively and cheerful.

The eyebrows are curved, just covering a pair of big black and shiny eyes. The nose is not high, and there is a small cherry mouth underneath, like a fairy descending to earth. She is called "Wu Dahui" in our class, and her classmates say her name is "Wu Xiaohui" because she is very modest.

After listening to my introduction, don’t you really want to meet them? We are so familiar with the word "人". Let me introduce two people I know well to you! My brother is the most "tall and majestic" person in our family. My brother's hair is short, hard, and black. From a distance, it looks like black gems. When you get closer and touch it, your hands turn red.

Under the black eyebrows, there is a pair of big black eyes, shining with wisdom and bright, but unfortunately they are equipped with a pair of glasses. His nose is not high but it is very powerful. He can smell whatever his mother cooks from a long distance.

His lips are not thick, but they can be compared with Ji Xiaolan’s iron teeth and bronze teeth. No one in our family can compete with him! Wu Xiaohui is the smart little girl in our class. She is small but ambitious, and there are not many classmates in the class who can surpass her in learning.

Her hair is tied into a ponytail, hanging straight below her shoulders, which makes her even more lively and cheerful. The eyebrows are curved, just covering a pair of big black and shiny eyes, the nose is not high, and there is a small cherry mouth underneath, like a fairy descending to earth.

She is called "Wu Dahui" in our class. Her classmates said that her name is "Wu Xiaohui" because she is very modest. After listening to my introduction, don’t you really want to meet them? Original address: /zuowen-127274. 3. Detailed description of the characters 200 words

This poor old lady is about 70 years old, with disheveled hair, sallow complexion and thin skin. She is so weak that it seems as if a breeze can blow her down.

Her face was criss-crossed with ravines, and it seemed that she had lost all her flesh, leaving only bloodless yellow skin with black spots, tightly attached to the protruding bones. There was only a glimmer of light in his eyes, he was dazed and dazed, and there were still the remnants of tears. The big basket behind him was so disproportionate to his weak and thin figure. Her legs were still trembling in the cold wind, which was so pitiful.

Although she makes a living by picking up garbage, she has dedicated her whole life to her children. But now, she has been abandoned and betrayed by her children. What a great mother she is! 4. 10 good paragraphs of 200 words describing the details of the characters

For example, there is a detailed description in the text "My Uncle Mr. Lu Xun": "They helped the cart puller into the cart, and one of them squatted. One of them was half kneeling, and his father used tweezers to pick out the broken glass pieces for the cart puller, and his uncle washed them with boric acid water.

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This description vividly reflects the beautiful qualities of my uncle and my father who care about and love the working people. The description of a series of small movements such as supporting, squatting, kneeling, pinching, and washing fully illustrates the uncle’s meticulous, Enthusiasm.

"The true feelings are seen in the details." This detailed description enriches the character's image, makes the character's description flesh-and-blood, and highlights the character's unique personality, thus making the character's image more vivid. Vivid.

Detailed description plays an extremely important role in expressing characters, recording narratives, and reproducing the environment. The writer Li Zhun once said: "There is no work of art without details."

Realistic description of details is an important means to create characters and achieve typification. "Writing about people is like seeing them, and writing about scenes is like being there. This is the main purpose of detailed description.

1. Detailed description: Childhood Past When I was a child, I was obsessed with watermelons. Now that I have grown up, Sometimes I really miss that chilling feeling. The street stalls or the melon shadows on the screen come into view, and the moment of eating melons in my childhood comes to mind: In the summer, the glory of the remaining days sinks into the sky, The heat is gradually disappearing.

Under the influence of the evening breeze, people feel particularly refreshed.

I (about five or six years old) clasped my knees with my hands, squatting on the small bench like a cat chasing a mouse, staring at the watermelon spinning up and down in the water with my small black eyes, and the sweat on my face. It has long been dried, and it hangs like a waterfall in the "Qianchuan".

Mosquitoes "swim" around my ears, but I don't care at all under the bright smiling face. Waiting - the sweetness of the melon sac.

When the watermelon is cut into pieces, the watermelon seeds are like black pearls inlaid in the red melon flesh; the melon flesh is slightly cool; the melon juice flows along. The mirror-like melon surface flows down, one drop, two drops; the texture of the melon surface is like the finely drawn lines on the surface of colored porcelain... The happiest moment is: holding the ice-cold watermelon in my hand, and there seems to be a cold current flowing through my body. Drifting. 2. The sweet soil flew in the northwest wind, and the residual snow rolled on the road.

Although it was the beginning of spring, it was still very cold. She leaned against a poplar tree in front of the school. Motionless, like a snow sculpture.

There was a sudden sound of electric bells. Her dim eyes shone with eagerness.

A group of singing children stepped out of the school gate. , without her son; another group of chatting and laughing children stepped onto the road, and there was no her son... The figures were sparse, scattered, and gone. The big squeaking iron gate locked the silent campus. .

She felt dizzy and could hardly stand, so she stumbled over, holding on to the iron railing and shaking it hard. "The old man in the reception room came out with a sullen look on his face.

"Light! My Xiaoliang! "Like panting, but also like crying. "School is over. "

"I know... I know..." She murmured in a low voice with dull eyes, lowered her head feebly, slowly let go of her hand, and took out a tightly wrapped bag from the pocket of her big-breasted cotton coat. The candy still has body temperature: "Uncle, please... give it to the child. "What's it called?" "Wang Xiaoliang." ”

“What grade and class are they in?” "Today just passed my eighth birthday." “I’m asking what grade and class it is in.” "

The old man was a little impatient. "Oh... probably..." She shook her head in panic again.

The old man looked at the nervous woman strangely: "What on earth are you doing? Who is he? " His answer was tears coming from his eyes and his back stumbling away. The old man sighed in confusion and seemed to understand something.

In the afternoon, the bag of candy finally reached the hands of Wang Xiaoliang, Class 2, Grade 2. The child was very surprised. He had not tasted his favorite milk candy for a long time.

He rubbed his little hands back and forth on the clothes, thought for a moment, and gave one to each child with a smile. Give two to your best friend, and give five to the teacher respectfully, "Eat!" "He shouted and jumped happily, and even shook off the old shoe with his mouth open.

The classmates shared the joy with him amidst laughter, and only the teacher quietly turned his back. After school, Xiaoliang was still immersed in joy and skipped towards his home. Suddenly, he stopped and touched the remaining candies in his pocket, feeling a sense of fear. In his heart.

He seemed to see again: the current mother raised her thin eyebrows and whispered something in his father's ear, and his father grabbed a stick and walked towards him menacingly. He was stunned and didn't know. What should I do?

He patted his pocket hard. No, it looked bulging. He lowered his head, sucked his fingers, thought for a long time, looked around and quickly buried the candy. A small stick was inserted into the snow pile on the roadside.

Xiaoliang slept very soundly and sweetly that night. He dreamed that his mother from the past came back with a smile. Mom left with her head hanging, so happy.

The next day, Xiaoliang got up very early. As usual, he emptied the family's bedpans, rinsed them, washed rice, added water, and stirred the fire. He sat on the pot, then put on his schoolbag, grabbed a cold steamed bun and slipped out quietly.

He wants to dig out his candy quickly. Unexpectedly, the ground temperature rose overnight, the ice and snow melted, and the syrup and snow water mixed together and seeped into the earth.

Lying on the damp ground were a few crumpled candy wrappers and the small stick as a mark. Xiaoliang blinked his eyes and couldn't help but shed tears.

He squatted on the ground sadly and stared blankly. After a while, he couldn't help but stretched out his frozen little fingers, picked up a bit of soil and put it on the tip of his tongue - he smiled again: that soil is so sweet.

Summarize several common detailed descriptions: (1) Detailed portrait description, that is, a detailed description of the portrait of a character. For example, in "Dad's Keeper", the portrait description of the patient is a detail.

It is this detail that drives the plot. (2) Detailed description of language, that is, a careful description of a typical language of the character.

For example, in "Lu Tiha Punches to Suppress Guanxi", after Luda beat Zhen Guanxi to death, he faked his death. This is a detail of language, which shows that Luda is rough and fine, brave and witty. Character traits. (3) Detailed description of actions, that is, an in-depth and detailed description of the characters’ typical actions.

For example, in "Lu Tiha Punches Guanxi", there is a scene about Lu Da borrowing money to help Jin and his daughter. 5. Essay describing the details of characters 200

My sister

My sister is 5 years old and is in kindergarten. She has a round little head, a pair of bright eyes under her thick eyebrows, an angular and eloquent little mouth under her pointed nose, and two deep dimples printed there On the cute face.

Everyone in the family dotes on her, especially her father. Every time he sees his sister, a smile appears on his face. Her sister can be regarded as his father's "pistachio".

But she is also very naughty and often makes me scolded by my parents. Once I bought a new box of colored pens, my sister saw it and pestered me, asking me to give her the colored pens to play with. I didn’t. He ignored her, raised the colored pen, and pretended to be very proud. The younger sister reached out to take it, but she was too short and couldn't reach it, so she stamped her feet anxiously. After a while, she stopped competing with me for colorful pens. I thought she would "back off", but I didn't expect that she would use her "special weapon" to deal with me by crying loudly. Dad heard the cry I heard a loud noise and ran over quickly and asked, "Did you hit my sister for crying?" No matter what I said, my father didn't believe it, which made it difficult for me to explain. As a result, I was scolded to death again.

Sometimes, my sister is also very clever. One day, my parents went to the street, and my sister and I stayed inside to look after the house. We watched TV for a while and felt very bored. My sister said to me: "Sister, let's play the game of pretending to be a teacher and a student!" I said happily: "Okay, I will be the teacher and you will be the student." My sister readily agreed. I took out the writing board and wrote on it "How much more is 8 than 4?" This is what my sister has learned in kindergarten. I called my sister's name and asked her to answer this question. Suddenly, my sister was silent, maybe she didn't know how to do this question. I followed the teacher's example and criticized her seriously. My sister said unhappily: "You acted wrong. You should like me the most. No matter what I do wrong, you will never criticize me, and you hate other students the most." After saying this, she made a very impressive look. , very noble look. When I heard this, I was furious. How could a "teacher" protect a "student" like this? So, I threw down the writing board in my hand and said loudly: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, it's just..."

Before my sister heard what I said, she had an idea and ran out quickly, She put the beads I used to play checkers at the door. I didn’t know what she was doing, so I went out to take a look. Unexpectedly, I stepped on the beads and fell. My feet were scratched. My sister quickly took the medicine box and gave it to her. I applied medicine and said with a smile: "The fall is not serious. Don't tell your parents later."

This is my sister-Tian Jie.

6. Character description essay. I am looking for a 600-word essay for sixth grade with the theme of describing a friend or classmate.

My grandpa is not only knowledgeable, but he also often selflessly helps others to do things and solve problems. One day at noon, my family was having dinner. .Suddenly, Uncle Ma and several uncles came in. Their faces no longer had the smiles of the past, but were full of anxiety and helplessness. After a few words with grandpa, they entered the study, and I followed curiously. I heard Uncle Ma say in frustration: "My tea tree has developed a strange disease for some reason. Tumors appeared on the roots first, and then large areas of the tea tree withered. We farmers rely on these acres of tea gardens to support our families a year, but Now I have nothing to gain, this... this is so good!" After saying that, he supported the desk with one hand and lowered his head in despair. At this time, an uncle took out the root of a tea tree and handed it to grandpa. He hurriedly put on his reading glasses, holding the root of the tree tightly in his left hand, and holding a magnifying glass in his right hand. I saw my grandpa sometimes pushing aside the roots of the tree and keeping looking at it: sometimes he picked up the pen and circled the paper; sometimes he put down the pen and frowned. Lock; sometimes he would look back and ask a question or two. Uncle Ma's and his friends' moods fluctuated with Grandpa's expressions. After a long time, Grandpa handed Uncle Ma a piece of paper full of writing. The uncle took the paper, as if holding the life-saving elixir, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you so much, I really don't know how to repay you." "Hi, old friend, you are still seeing me outside like this. You should help me with this little thing." After a while, it was time for Uncle Ma to leave. Grandpa hurriedly took his hand and said, "Wait a minute." After that, he quickly walked into the study and took out a stack of The thing was placed in Uncle Ma's hands. When Uncle Ma took a look, it turned out to be a stack of money. Uncle Ma insisted not to take it, but Grandpa said: "Your family's harvest is not good this year. This little money is a little thought of mine. If there are difficulties in the future, although Come to me." Uncle Ma's hand holding the money was trembling slightly, and he wanted to say something but no sound came out. Looking at this touching scene in front of me, my heart couldn't help but be touched. How noble my grandfather's character was. ah! He does not enrich himself with his expertise, but enjoys helping others. Thinking of this, my grandfather's body can't help but become taller and taller in my eyes. Although my grandfather is old, he loves reading very much. Since my grandfather can knead the plasticine, I I often pester him to knead some gadgets for me. However, as soon as my grandpa reads a book, it would be a "daydream" for him to knead the plasticine. I really want to lock all my grandpa's books in the box. But what happens next One thing changed my view. One time, my mother asked me a question: "How many fingers does a panda have on one hand?" I thought about it, but I couldn't think of a reliable answer. I still went. Ask grandpa, I thought to myself. I ran to grandpa and repeated what my mother said exactly. Grandpa touched my head and said, "You kid, you only know how to play and don't read books. Pandas only have four fingers! "Grandpa, you are so knowledgeable! Did you get all this knowledge from books?" I asked enviously. "Of course it's in the book!" "Golden House, there is beauty in the book." As long as you are willing to read and read a lot of books, you will be as knowledgeable as my grandpa. "So, the seeds of reading were planted in my young mind, and books also became popular. Became my good teacher and helpful friend... 7. A fifth-grade composition of more than 210 words describing characters and details

My mother is thirty-four years old, tall, neither fat nor thin, with a few light wrinkles on her forehead. Wrinkles, always with a smile on his face.

My mother is a kind-hearted person. She taught me to be honest and generous, and she cultivated my good moral character from an early age.

There is one thing I will never forget. It was a hot afternoon, and the sun was roasting the earth like a big fireball. I sat in the room and kept fanning myself, but the sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother: "Mom! The weather is too hot. I want to eat popsicles." Mom said: "Let's go, I will take you to buy popsicles." Then she took out her wallet and took me to buy it.

When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose the popsicles. My mother took out a 50 yuan note from her bag and handed it to the uncle who bought the popsicles. After the uncle changed the money, my mother and I hurried home. .

When I got home, my mother counted the money she had found and said to herself: "Hey, that's not right! One pound is 7 yuan, why did I find 45 yuan in change?" When I heard it, I said happily: "Great! The people who bought the popsicles were really confused. They gave me an extra 2 yuan. Can you give me the 2 yuan, mom?" My mother glared at me and said angrily: "That's too much." We should give the two yuan back, and we can’t take advantage of it. Besides, it’s not easy for people to sell popsicles.” After that, he gave the other two yuan back.

When I went to bed at night, I lay in bed unable to sleep, thinking about what happened during the day. Suddenly I understood that being a human being should start from little things, and you should not do something sorry for others just because of the little convenience in front of you.

I really admire my mother and love my mother even more. 8. A fifth-grade composition of more than 210 words describing characters and details

My mother is thirty-four years old. She is tall, neither fat nor thin, and has a few light wrinkles on her forehead. Wrinkles, always with a smile on his face.

My mother is a kind-hearted person. She taught me to be honest and generous, and she cultivated my good moral character from an early age. There is one thing I will never forget. It was a hot afternoon, and the sun was roasting the earth like a big fireball.

I sat in the room, fanning myself constantly, but the sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother: "Mom! The weather is too hot. I want to eat popsicles."

Mom said: "Let's go, I will take you to buy popsicles." Then she took out her wallet and took me to buy it. .

When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose the popsicles. My mother took out a 50 yuan note from her bag and handed it to the uncle who bought the popsicles. After the uncle changed the money, my mother and I hurried home. . When I got home, my mother counted the money she had found and said to herself: "Hey, that's not right! One pound is 7 yuan, why did you find 45 yuan?" When I heard this, I said happily: "Great! The people who bought the popsicles were really confused. They gave me an extra 2 yuan.

Can you give me the 2 yuan, mom?" Mom glared at me and said angrily: "That's too much." We should give the two yuan back, and we can’t take advantage of it. Besides, it’s not easy for people to sell popsicles.”

After that, he gave the 2 yuan back. When I went to bed at night, I couldn't sleep while lying in bed, thinking about what happened during the day.

I suddenly understood that being a human being should start from little things, and you should not do something sorry for others just because of the little advantage in front of you. I really admire my mother and love my mother even more.