Descriptive composition of obscene expressions

1. Write a funny and obscene composition. People have been learning to do all kinds of things all their lives, and I am no exception.

Among so many things, what impressed me most was that I learned to wash dishes. When I was in the third grade, many children of my age could do some basic housework, but I could do nothing but fold the quilt.

Mom and dad look in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts. They decided to let me learn the simplest housework first-washing dishes. Hearing this, I beat my chest and replied in the loudest voice: "No problem, it's my treat, just wait for you to eat in a clean bowl."

At the beginning, I brought a lot of unwashed bowls and put them in the pool. I followed my mother's example, turned on the tap and washed it slowly for several times. I washed it and wiped the debris off the bowl by hand. It went well at first, and many sundries on the bowl have been cleaned up.

I turned off the tap. I proudly thought, "Now there is only detergent left. I used to listen to my parents saying that it was difficult to wash dishes. I didn't expect so much. "

I was just about to get the detergent when my hand slipped and the bowl exploded on the ground. I quickly picked it up and thought, "This was an accident. This poor bowl was the first victim, but it can't be my fault. Failure is the mother of success. " Then I picked up another bowl to wash.

This bowl seems to be doing the right thing for me. It keeps slipping. I haven't washed it for a long time. When I was in a hurry, my hand was released and I only heard a bang. The result can be imagined.

I just woke up from a dream and picked up the bowl on the ground. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the bowl fell into a "hemiplegia". I beat a retreat in my heart and thought, "If this continues, I will break a pool of bowls."

At this time, my mother came in and asked me with a smile, "Is the bowl ready? Your father and I are waiting to eat with the bowl you washed! " . I hung my head in shame and replied, "No, I can't always do the dishes."

Mom saw it and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you." After that, my mother picked up the bowl, skillfully washed it with water, then put on the detergent, carefully cleaned the sundries by hand, and finally washed the detergent with water.

I carefully observed my mother's movements, only to see her clean the bottom of the bowl, and then wipe it round and round. My mother said to me, "the oil bowl is not easy to wash." After listening to this, I suddenly realized, thinking: "No wonder the first bowl is easy to wash, and the second bowl is not easy to wash." After that, I learned to wash like my mother, all thumbs. Although the dishes I washed were not as good as my mother's, I was still very happy.

Then I washed all the dishes in the same way as before. Looking at a pile of clean and comfortable bowls, my heart is full of joy.

From this dish washing, I not only know how to wash dishes, but also know that practice makes perfect.

2. Write a funny and obscene composition. People have been studying and doing all kinds of things all their lives, and I am no exception. Among so many things, what impressed me most was that I learned to wash dishes.

When I was in the third grade, many children of my age could do some basic housework, but I could do nothing but fold the quilt. Mom and dad look in their eyes and are anxious in their hearts. They decided to let me learn the simplest housework first-washing dishes. Hearing this, I beat my chest and replied in the loudest voice: "No problem, it's my treat, just wait for you to eat in a clean bowl."

At the beginning, I brought a lot of unwashed bowls and put them in the pool. I followed my mother's example, turned on the tap and washed it slowly for several times. I washed it and wiped the debris off the bowl by hand. It went well at first, and many sundries on the bowl have been cleaned up. I turned off the tap. I proudly thought, "Now there is only detergent left. I used to listen to my parents saying that it was difficult to wash dishes. I didn't expect so much. " I was just about to get the detergent when my hand slipped and the bowl exploded on the ground. I quickly picked it up and thought, "This was an accident. This poor bowl was the first victim, but it can't be my fault. Failure is the mother of success. " Then I picked up another bowl to wash. This bowl seems to be doing the right thing for me. It keeps slipping. I haven't washed it for a long time. When I was in a hurry, my hand was released and I only heard a bang. The result can be imagined. I just woke up from a dream and picked up the bowl on the ground. Unfortunately, it was too late, and the bowl fell into a "hemiplegia". I beat a retreat in my heart and thought, "If this continues, I will break a pool of bowls." At this time, my mother came in and asked me with a smile, "Is the bowl ready? Your father and I are waiting to eat with the bowl you washed! " . I hung my head in shame and replied, "No, I can't always do the dishes." Mom saw it and said, "Don't worry, I'll show you." After that, my mother picked up the bowl, skillfully washed it with water, then put on the detergent, carefully cleaned the sundries by hand, and finally washed the detergent with water. I carefully observed my mother's movements, only to see her clean the bottom of the bowl, and then wipe it round and round. My mother said to me, "the oil bowl is not easy to wash." After listening to this, I suddenly realized, thinking: "No wonder the first bowl is easy to wash, and the second bowl is not easy to wash." After that, I learned to wash like my mother, all thumbs. Although the dishes I washed were not as good as my mother's, I was still very happy. Then I washed all the dishes in the same way as before.

Looking at a pile of clean and comfortable bowls, my heart is full of joy. From this dish washing, I not only know how to wash dishes, but also know that practice makes perfect!

3. Write an expressive composition. The true meaning of 40 sentences

This is a clear spring in the forest.

This is a bright moon in a quiet night.

It's fascinating, but hard to find.

……

someone says that

The expression is a pool of clear water

Unabashedly

Clarify the hearts of these people

someone says that

The expression is a grass.

Always will.

With the breeze of the world

someone says that

The expression is bamboo umbrella.

Is a wise idea.

Dependence on rain and dew

someone says that

The expression is a veil.

Unscramble dimly

See the mystery of flowers in the fog

There is a voice about expression in the composition, which makes the world move and the wind stop. Its name is Song.

There is a kind of * * *, which makes the deserted desert splash green by the waves overnight and makes the cold bullets scatter into petals. Its name is dream.

There is an expression that melts ice and snow, makes language communication, makes age no longer a barrier, makes skin color one, connects the world, makes enemies become bosom friends, makes the sky bluer and the sun warmer. ...

There is only one name for all this. Its name is smile, 6 expression essays and 6 expression essays.

Gently lift the corners of the mouth on both sides, such a simple action has changed the world and shattered the iron wall. Friendly and tolerant, too many emotions scramble to climb on your face.

Audrey Hepburn, the angel who once stopped on earth, seems to be full of warmth in ancient Rome just by looking back; Mona Lisa's calm mouth, Gherardini attracted countless eyes eager for mystery; Socrates' wise man's insight into everything seems to be looking for the true meaning of the world, and it is like the helplessness and infinite mind and tolerance of sages who are always expelled.

Smile is a kind of cultivation, a kind of mind, but also a solid bridge of friendship, a constant commitment of friendship.

At the opening ceremony of Beijing Olympic Games, 2008 smiling faces suddenly opened between light and shade, making the world look askance.

Children from different countries, different colors and different languages, with their purest and most sincere smiles, declare the strongest voice to the world. As if 100 years ago, Martin Luther King's powerful voice strode through the hourglass of time and experienced several generations of wind and frost.

I have a dream that one day white children and black children can play together, and skin color is no longer a condition for judging a person's character.

Smiling brings people closer and resolves disputes and entanglements. I like the bright sunshine in Sicily and the blue waves in Apennine Peninsula. To the holy white snow in the Caucasus and the bison wandering leisurely on the great plains.

According to ancient books, in order to prevent people from building towers against the sky, the earth with only one language was dispersed into different languages, but his old man probably forgot that human beings still quietly preserved a language that could be understood at a glance.

5. Write a composition with obscene eyes. Campus spring is a beautiful season, and the campus in spring is naturally a colorful scene.

Walking into the campus, the first thing you see is the tall and straight pines and cypresses. They are like guards guarding the garden. The green lawn is full of vitality, as if there is a life beating on every lawn. In the small garden, all kinds of flowers woke up and rushed to open, yellow, red and purple ... really colorful.

Our class is facing this small garden, and the fragrance is fragrant and refreshing. There are waves of reading on campus, accompanied by waves of spring breeze. The wind is intoxicating and there are attractive flowers.

Small trees on the roadside are basking in the sun and thriving. Spring breeze people caress the flowers, and the flowers get carried away and dance a soft waltz-the song of spring breeze.

Father Sun blinked as if to ask, "Are you having a party, children?" ? Why not invite my grandpa?

6. Famous works describing human expressions (1) Female prisoner Maslova is selected from (Tolstoy: Resurrection).

A short, plump young woman, wearing a white skirt and a gray prison uniform, came out and stood beside the guard. She was wearing cloth socks and prison shoes. She wore a headscarf on her head, apparently deliberately letting one or two locks of hair slip out of the headscarf and put it on her forehead. The woman's face is as pale as a person who has been imprisoned for a long time, which reminds people of sweet potato buds stored in the cellar. Her short and wide hands are the same color as her plump neck exposed from the loose neckline of her coat. Two eye shadows are black and bright. Although they are swollen, they are still shiny (one of them is a little squint), which is a powerful contrast with her pale face.

(2) Brave warriors are selected from (La. Giovannoli: Spartacus)

His long blond hair and thick beard set off his handsome, powerful and well-featured face. A pair of bright light blue eyes, full of life experience and emotional flame. When he is quiet, those eyes make his face look sad and kind. But when it comes to fighting, Spartacus is completely different. In the fighting field, gladiators will fight with a face twisted with anger; His eyes are like lightning, and they look terrible.

Comment: Sparta was the leader of a slave uprising in ancient Rome. He is a gladiator, so in the portrait, the author focuses on his majesty and courage, but he is also an oppressed slave, so he often "shows a sad and kind expression" when he is quiet. This description conforms to the identity of the character. If we only write about his bravery and don't write about his kindness, then he can become a beast, not an uprising hero who shares his fate with slaves.

(3) The Compass with Fine Feet is selected from Lu Xun. Hometown)

I was taken aback and looked up quickly. I saw a woman in her fifties standing in front of me, with prominent cheekbones and thin lips. She wore a moustache with her hands and no skirt, and her feet spread apart, just like the thin-footed compasses in a drawing instrument.

Comments: The image of ordinary citizen Yang Er's sister-in-law left a deep impression on people. "Thin lips" shows that this is a woman who is very talkative and used to socializing. Her posture of "holding a moustache in her hands" and "spreading her feet" shows her vulgarity and impudence.

(4) The description of the internationalist soldier Bethune is selected from The Cycle of Doctor Bethune.

There were many jujube trees in the dark, and a small group of people came out, led by a tall brown-red horse, bravely stepping in the snow and making a rustling sound. Sitting on it was a foreigner, dressed in a gray cloth uniform, with an "eight-way" armband on his arm, a wide belt around his waist, and sandals on his feet-a typical China soldier's costume. He is burly and strong, but his face is a little thin, his cheekbones are slightly higher, and a pair of burning eyes are hidden under his heavy eyebrows, full of boundless love; On the wide corners of the mouth, there is a meaningful smile floating; His hair and short sideburns on his mouth are gray. He is almost fifty years old, but he is in good spirits, like a lively and strong young man. Seeing someone waiting in line outside the village to welcome him, he quickly jumped off his horse and raised his right hand high: a gift from Spain.

Comment: Bethune is a famous surgeon in Canada. He did not leave Wan Li and went to China to help War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression in China. He is a famous internationalist fighter. When portraying his portrait, the writer first describes his clothes, making people see that he is a "foreigner" but a "real China soldier's costume", thus deeply feeling that he is one of our own and shares joys and sorrows with the people of China. Then he described in detail his figure and appearance, burning eyes, corners of the mouth smile, modest and polite attitude, revealing a serious, simple and kind character, as well as a confident and heroic style.

7. Composition describing scenes and characters' expressions This afternoon, our fifth grade held a tug-of-war competition on the playground. The tug-of-war was about to begin, and He Laoshi shouted "Ready-".The students immediately entered the stadium, clutching the hemp rope with their hands like handfuls of iron pliers, striding and ready.

As soon as the teacher blew the whistle, the students went into a state of tension. First of all, let's lean back together and work together. It takes a lot of effort. The students who participated in the competition were all tall, full of spirits and high spirits, except Xiao Ming of Class 4. Although he is short and thin, he has great strength. Some students are so tired that they are sweating profusely. Besides, the sun is shining, and their faces are as red as a big Bao Gong. The cheerleaders outside the stadium are shouting: "Come on-come on!" The sound of refueling is like a landslide, and the noise is constantly increasing. At the same time, the surrounding atmosphere is becoming more and more active. The students are also very excited. There is a red ball tied in the middle of the hemp rope, which moves left and right for a while. After a while, it was impossible to tell the winner. We have to wait until the second game to decide the result. Now both sides are trying to surpass it. Pull, pull! The rope slowly moved to our side, and we worked harder. Finally, we won the second game. In a blink of an eye, the third game started again. We switched places. We are full of confidence. We are in no hurry. Qi Xin, pull together, pull! As a result, we won the third game.

This exciting scene is still in sight, and I can't forget it for a long time!

8. Composition about facial expressions Hehe, do you want to know what expression I usually have? Then let's take a look.

The first expression first introduces me when I am angry. My mouth is rectangular. From time to time, the chin has two layers, the teeth are exposed, and the eyes are much smaller! Do you think it's scary or cute?

The second is my face when I am shy. I'm covering my mouth, smiling slightly, covering my nose and mouth with my hands, and my eyes are closed tightly! When I am embarrassed, I will make this expression. Do you feel childish?

The third is the smiling expression, which many people may expect, grinning and smiling! The face is round. Very likable. I like people who are kind to me, and I will smile at them.

The fourth expression is surprised expression, keep your eyes open! The mouth is also wide open. My face became a melon-shaped face, and my ears pricked up. I seemed to see strange and beautiful scenery, just like I saw Andy Lau, and I felt strange.

The fifth expression is also people's favorite expression. After helping others, this expression is a happy expression, which will make others happy. I also like my fifth expression best.

Which one do you like best? Tell it to your friends.

9. Composition describing classmates' expressions 100 words My cousin.

I have a naive, lovely, intelligent and lively cousin. He has a pair of big watery eyes, and when he thinks, his black eyes turn straight in his eyes. Cousin can show a pair of small white teeth when she smiles, which is very interesting. I like him very much.

My cousin lives in grandma's house. Once, he told his grandmother that he liked Xiaohua Mall. Grandma loves her cousin and listens to him. He asked me to watch my cousin and buy Xiaohua Mall on the street. Grandma bought a lively and beautiful Xiaohua Mall. My cousin jumped for joy when he saw the lively and lovely Xiaohua Mall, so he ran to grandma's side, played with the lovely Xiaohua Mall, stroked it gently, and sang beautiful Xiaohua Mall songs in his mouth. Then Xiaohua Mall pawed at his cousin's pants. Grandpa saw it, picked up Xiaohua Mall and threw it away. My cousin burst into tears when he saw it. He said, "Grandpa is bad, but Xiaohua Mall is not sensible. If you want to educate him, how can you throw him away If I am not sensible, will you abandon me? You see how pathetic! " Everyone laughed. Grandpa quickly picked up Xiaohua Mall and said to his cousin, "Yes, the kitten is not sensible. My brother will educate it!"

Another time, my cousin was playing in the house. He didn't listen to his grandmother and insisted on playing with his bike. As a result, he accidentally overturned his bike and pinned his finger. He quickly broke his finger and burst into tears. At this moment, grandma heard crying and ran out of the room. Seeing this scene, she was so angry and funny that she ignored him. He stopped crying for a while and peeked through his fingers to see if grandma paid attention to him. He found that grandma ignored him and went to her to laugh.

How interesting and lovely my cousin is! I like him very much.

10. The article describing the expression of characters remembers a cold winter afternoon. I am doing my homework and my mother is doing needlework.

It was late at night, and the weather became colder. My hands are shaking, I dare not write, for fear that I can't do my homework well. At this time, my mother came up to me and said with concern, "Is it cold?" I gently clamped my hand in hers. Suddenly, I felt extremely warm. With her encouragement, I finally finished my homework seriously.

I remember another morning in the middle of winter, and it was very cold. In order to keep out the cold, my friends and I went skating by the river. I accidentally fell into the lime pit. I tried to lift my feet, but my boots were stuffed with lime. "I can't wear it." I resolutely took off my boots and prepared to let my mother wash them for me. Another thought: My mother will criticize me. Finally, I came up with a way to kill two birds with one stone. I hid my boots under the door until it was warm. The weather was a little warmer the next day, so I went to wash it.

Leather boots. But there are no traces of boots under the door. I was so anxious that I almost cried. After a while, I calmed down and went to look elsewhere. No sooner had I found the back door than I heard the familiar sound of "wooshing, wooshing, wooshing". Isn't that the sound of mom's hands working? I followed the sound. In the yard, I found my mother who was washing my boots. Her hand was red with cold and cracked several times. Although it was very cold, there were still a few glittering and translucent beads of sweat slipping from my mother's cheek. I walked up to her, grabbed the brush for brushing my boots and said, "Mom, I'll wash it." Mother said with concern, "Zhen Zhen, I'll wash it." I never promised, but she has taken her boots and brushes. Finally, mother washed it. After washing, she carefully dried her boots. Tears blurred my eyes when I put them back on.

Ah! I want to praise, praise mother's hand, but also praise you-mother.