Watch micro-classes and write compositions.

1. The composition in the fifth grade of primary school is a micro-class. My name is Xiaobaishu, and Xiaobaishu is me. I grew up in a dense Berlin, the breeze blew, I danced with my brothers and sisters, and lived a free and happy life all day.

One day, we

Our master dug us out of the garden and took us to the town. Soon, my little brother and I were sold to a comrade in military uniform, and he took us to a school together. He is on both sides of the platform. Give me two beds.

On the soft bed, we began to live in such an environment. This new family is really energetic. I saw many children skipping and singing all day. Every day after school, hundreds of smiling children face each other.

Look at me, as if asking me, sometimes they will pour water for both of us. At this time, I also started my work, breathing in the carbonic acid gas they exhaled, turning it into oxygen to breathe out and supplying people with fresh air, so that I

Many new branches and leaves have also grown.

One day, an unfortunate thing happened suddenly. Several classmates walked past me. He broke my new branches and tore off my leaves! As a result, I gradually turned yellow Look at my little brother. He is still green and growing. I was very angry.

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How long ago, several respectable teachers saw my illness and came to me for diagnosis. At this time, I really want to blame these bad children, and my body shakes a few times. Teachers seem to know my mind. After school, the teacher pointed out

Then I said to my classmates, "classmates, we need to know its future use." It is the main material for building the motherland. We should protect it, cultivate it, and not destroy it. ..........................................................................................................................

Since then, no one has broken my branches and leaves, watered me and fertilized me, and my illness has gradually improved, and now I have recovered.

Because I almost died in this storm, I think of many of my brothers and sisters, as well as my relatives and friends, some of whom may have been hurt by several children. On behalf of Huamu Community, I now give my opinions to these children, and at the same time, on behalf of Huamu Community, I thank most students for their cultivation and watering! ! !

2. The most rewarding lesson in composition writing is an unforgettable one.

As a student, it is inevitable to attend classes every day. Over time, no matter how good the class is, it can't attract me. But this time, I was really attracted, deeply attracted. ...

It was an ordinary day, and people couldn't see the difference. After class, I was still joking with my classmates, but after class, I became a cry baby!

The teacher stood on it with a serious face and said, "Today, let's play a game. Please write down the five people you love most in the world on paper and start writing. " The smile on my face froze. I remember this game, but I didn't think I would play it in the classroom! My pen is getting heavier, and I dare not write. I'm afraid of making mistakes. After reading it for a minute, I wrote: Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Sister! I don't understand why I wrote this. I have an impulse to stop writing. I know, this is a warm current of the family.

"Let's cross out one of the five people you wrote!" I froze again, but I pursed my lips and crossed out my sister! Although my sister and I are related by blood, after all, there will only be one less playmate. I also know that there is no turning back after crossing it. What I will lose is happiness, happiness and loneliness! "Cross out another person." I don't want to start, but this is the rule of the game. I made up my mind to cross out my grandfather. At that moment, I felt that the sky was falling, so unbalanced! Tears began to roll in my eyes, and I knew the teacher would let us cross out the third person. Sure enough, the teacher gave us an order. I crossed out my grandmother, and I was speechless for a long time. This may be nothing to say! What happened next surprised me a little. The teacher asked us to cross out everyone. Although it is a game, I feel my heart is bleeding when I cross it off. The blood that flowed out seemed to cover my life. I feel so afraid of death! At that moment, I felt lonely and helpless. ...

The teacher asked us to give this class a name. I thought of "I am the only one in the world", and my feelings are not only like a poem, but also like a song. If I have a gift for composing music, I will certainly compose music. ...

"Book Rinrin-"After class, the teacher said a very plain sentence: "I feel that the home class is over, class is over!" My mind is blank, and only the word "family" lingers in my mind. ...

3. The first composition of a micro-lesson. Teacher Cao Lianjun is our sixth-grade math teacher.

He is a man of great personality, has a unique teaching method and often makes unexpected moves. Today, Mr Cao talked with Kan Kan in math class, and let's spend five minutes writing a short paper.

After listening, everyone was shocked. Curly hair down, I see: two calculation problems, three application problems.

Start answering questions. I thought to myself: it is unrealistic to do a short paper in five minutes, so I picked up a pen and answered quickly regardless of the willy-nilly.

Suddenly a roadblock appeared in front of me. I was stopped by a roadblock.

I've racked my brains for this problem, but I haven't come up with it. No, the teacher said, "Stop writing."

The teacher asked again, "How many people have finished?" I saw three or four people raise their hands. I thought, oh, my God, what's going on? ..... Are they prodigies? "Who has read all the questions carefully?" Someone laughed.

I still don't understand. I looked at the title of the last question on the paper: If you finish reading seven questions, write down your name, and then you can wait for the paper to roll up, ok? Suddenly I was shocked.

Ah! Regret not reading the questions carefully! ..... This lesson gave me a profound enlightenment-that is, we must carefully examine the questions.

4. The composition in the fifth grade of primary school is a micro-class. My name is Xiaobaishu, and Xiaobaishu is me. I grew up in a dense Berlin, the breeze blew, I danced with my brothers and sisters, and lived a free and happy life all day.

One day, we

Our master dug us out of the garden and took us to the town. Soon, my little brother and I were sold to a comrade in military uniform, and he took us to a school together. He is on both sides of the platform. Give me two beds.

On the soft bed, we began to live in such an environment. This new family is really energetic. I saw many children skipping and singing all day. Every day after school, hundreds of smiling children face each other.

Look at me, as if asking me, sometimes they will pour water for both of us. At this time, I also started my work, breathing in the carbonic acid gas they exhaled, turning it into oxygen to breathe out and supplying people with fresh air, so that I

Many new branches and leaves have also grown.

One day, an unfortunate thing happened suddenly. Several classmates walked past me. He broke my new branches and tore off my leaves! As a result, I gradually turned yellow Look at my little brother. He is still green and growing. I was very angry.

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How long ago, several respectable teachers saw my illness and came to me for diagnosis. At this time, I really want to blame these bad children, and my body shakes a few times. Teachers seem to know my mind. After school, the teacher pointed out

Then I said to my classmates, "classmates, we need to know its future use." It is the main material for building the motherland. We should protect it, cultivate it, and not destroy it. ..........................................................................................................................

Since then, no one has broken my branches and leaves, watered me and fertilized me, and my illness has gradually improved, and now I have recovered.

Because I almost died in this storm, I think of many of my brothers and sisters, as well as my relatives and friends, some of whom may have been hurt by several children. On behalf of Huamu Community, I now give my opinions to these children, and at the same time, on behalf of Huamu Community, I thank most students for their cultivation and watering! ! !

5. How to write small brush strokes after Chinese class in Grade Three? My favorite animal is a dog. In my father's school, it is Xiao Huang who looks after the school sanatorium. It has soft yellow hair, clean and shiny. A pair of watery eyes, like two bright pearls rolling, are very pleasing.

At first it didn't know me. Once, my sister and I went to my father's school to play. It's intense for me. It jumped at me and almost bit my foot. Thanks to my sister's protection, it ran away. The next day, my father took me to school, and Xiao Huang came running, wagging his tail. My dad pointed at me and said to him, this is one of our own. You have to admit it and stop biting people in the future, okay? It looked at me, wagged its tail, sniffed my feet and walked away. That's how we met, and I grew to like it.

This dog has great affection for my father. Every time he sees my father, he always runs over and entangles his feet, as if to say, "Master, give me something to eat." Dad said, "I forgot, I didn't bring it for you." It walked away unhappily. In fact, he is also very affectionate to me. Once, it came to me for food, so I had to give it the chicken leg I just bought. It wolfed down its food and purred in its mouth. I said to it, eat slowly and don't choke. I teased him after he finished eating the chicken leg. He runs as fast as the wind, so I can't catch up with him. Finally, he waited for me to play on the lawn.

It usually looks timid, but when it meets strangers, it will make a hullabaloo about and scare them away.

This is my favorite puppy, a lovely and conscientious puppy.

6. Write a composition with the micro-lesson that the computer teacher taught me to write as the theme. I still remember when I was in the third grade, when picture books were very popular, and they came out one after another, such as Wulongyuan, Doraemon and Poké mon ... I was naturally involved in the "book tide" and looked at those exaggerated cartoons and funny words. Needless to say, two words: nice! Adults are against us, but we are extreme.

So we launched a protracted guerrilla war with the adults. I changed my mind after an incident. I was watching Wulongyuan that day when suddenly a pair of eyes appeared in front of me. I looked up, ah, teacher! I'm screwed! But the teacher actually said, "Isn't it beautiful? I have a book to lend you! " I paused and said, "Good."

After school, the teacher handed me a book. "Take a good look." I read the title of the book, How Steel was Tempered. I didn't understand it for a moment, so I took it home to see it.

I went home and looked at it, and I was immediately attracted. The hero Paul Chakokin's "steel" is so strong and unbreakable.

Paul and I cried together, laughed together, laughed together, and felt sad together ... When I closed the book, I couldn't help but think about it and whispered "steel". I also want to be steel. I made a promise.

In the later days, I broke up with vulgar and naive picture books. I fell in love with those heavy books. Reading a famous book is talking to the people in it. I read Robinson Crusoe and Robinson told me to learn to stand on my own feet. I read The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, and Tom told me that only exploration can have "treasure".

You can't read books casually, and it's useless to read too many cartoons. I thank my teacher for teaching me to read.

With the development of science and technology, transportation has become more and more advanced. Do you want to know what the future car will be like? Let me introduce you.

The car of the future is gorgeous and eye-catching. The tires of future cars will be big and hard and will not burst. It has a pair of wings and can fly in traffic jams, which is convenient and time-saving. It also has a waterproof device, which can dive into the water and enjoy underwater life while driving. The future car doesn't need gasoline, but it can start the car by solar energy and store solar energy. It can release solar energy in rainy days and drive as usual. Just press the yellow button and the car can be folded.

One day in 2030, I was walking on the road when I suddenly saw my old friend Long Ge looking around anxiously at the bus stop. I asked Brother Long, "Brother Long, why are you here?" Brother Long said, "I've been waiting for a long time, but the bus hasn't come yet. I'm late for work! " "I took the car out of my pocket and pressed the blue button, and it returned to its original appearance. I said, "Brother Long, get on the bus! I'll drive you to work! "I hurriedly send longge to the central hospital to work. Brother Long said gratefully, "Thank you, Big Brother." I said, "You're welcome, it's just a little effort. "

8. Composition: How can micro-lessons help our study? 200 words than class. The first sentence: "Only a mother is good in the world", this lyric has been sung for decades. It is accompanied by the healthy and robust growth of lovely children, and it reflects a mother's love for her children.

In fact, not only the mother, but also the father. Each of us loves our parents, especially in times of crisis, which can better reflect their love for you.

I also have such parents, and their love for me is infinite. I remember once, I caught a cold because of the impermanence of the weather and had a high fever all the time. My temperature is as high as 4 1 degree, and taking antipyretic drugs won't help. Parents are at a loss. They want to take me to the hospital, but I have classes, and they are afraid of delaying my study.

So, dad was busy going to Geoh, and the class teacher called me for leave. I want to take me to the hospital, but I think the hospital is crowded and it takes a long time to get salt water. What should I do? So, my father took me to a private clinic. There are many people in the clinic. It's my turn. I had to have an injection on * * * to reduce my fever, which was very painful. My father encouraged me: "Learn to be strong."

I heard it, and it really didn't hurt that much. Dad can't stay with me all the time when I hang salt water. He has to go to work.

My mother has been sitting next to me, giving me water and a fan. I was hungry alone, so she went to buy me food. She tells me jokes when my hand hurts. Her jokes made me forget the pain.

Under the careful care of my parents, my illness soon recovered. In fact, parents' love is sometimes not necessarily reflected in tenderness, but in strictness.

That's what my parents do. Once, I went shopping with my parents. I remember it was a festival. There are too many people in the shop and it is crowded with people.

My mother and I used to hold hands, but my attention was attracted by a small toy there. I involuntarily let go of my mother's hand and walked to the place where toys were sold. When I tried to hold my mother's hand after playing with toys, I found strangers around me, and I cried with fear. Not long after, I suddenly saw my parents, but it was not what I expected. Instead of comforting me softly, they cursed me: "Why didn't you lose it earlier?"

Hearing this, I cried even more. Our parents love us so much that we should know how to appreciate them.

Sometimes we don't feel that our parents love us more. In fact, their love is beyond words. Article 2: In this world, who hasn't bathed in parents' love and who hasn't experienced parents' care? Still think of me all the time and care about my parents.

Strict father is the best description of my father. He is very strict with my study and life.

He made me a timetable and urged me to finish my homework carefully. Besides, my father often lets me read some extra-curricular books to let me know about the scientific knowledge outside the textbooks.

Therefore, my playing time is greatly reduced. Sometimes, other parents ask me, "Is your father strict with you?" Naive, I nodded hard to show that "it is particularly powerful, not just ordinary!" "Now every time I come to the first and second place in my class after every exam, I gradually understand that my father did all this for my own good.

For this, I really appreciate him! My mother is a typical "loving mother". She is very concerned about my food, clothing, housing and transportation, and always takes care of me in every way.

In order to make me eat well, she racked her brains to cook delicious food to satisfy my appetite. Every weekend, she can't rest, so she starts washing my dirty clothes and puts clean clothes on my bedside the next morning.

Especially when I was sick, my mother poured water and handed me medicine. I had to get up in the middle of the night to see if the quilt was covered ... Now my parents and I are in two countries, and when I read in their letters, "Is everything all right?" The familiar and gentle tone of "remember to wear more clothes" came from the phone, and I immediately felt their concern and love for me. Indeed, parents' love is like air, invisible and intangible, but I feel it all the time.

Article 3: When I was a child, I didn't know much about my parents' hearts, so I was very naughty. I grew up, became more sensible and understood my parents' love day by day.

In the next few years, I gradually understand that my parents are good for me! Once, I was doing my homework, and there was a nail next to the study desk. I didn't see it. I accidentally scratched it, which made me scream. My parents hurry to see it. I looked at them, very anxious, anxious like ants on hot bricks. Mother comforted me and said, "Baby", don't cry.

It will be all right soon. But I'd better stop crying.

After five minutes, my father took out the disinfectant in the medicine box to help me disinfect. Ah! ! ! It hurts.

Uwu Uwu。 After another five minutes, my father finally disinfected me and I stopped crying.

My parents also went to her (his) place to work, so I can do my homework at ease. Only after this incident did I find out how much my parents care about me, love me and care about me.

My parents thank you for bringing me to this lovely and beautiful world, and I want to say thank you here. Mom and Dad, I love you.

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