Composition: "With _ _ _"

"Have Happiness" What is happiness? Ask this question and you will have your own answer! Children will lick their lips and say that eating chocolate is the happiest; Students are mixed with bookishness, saying that getting high marks is the happiest; Old people probably mean that playing chess and sports are the happiest. What about me? The answer is a bit special, I am happiest with my family! In the morning, I stretched under the "urging" of the alarm clock and prepared to lie in bed for a while. Oh, no! Listen to mom, if you don't get up in the morning, you will have a long nose! Because I drew a picture of the King with a Long Nose, my mother just got dressed and walked out of the room when she saw a middle-aged man (your honor! Hee hee hee! ) constantly distorting the figure of the rich who are not flexible. Of course, he's my father! Hey, his sports appearance is very interesting. I call my father Penguin. Thought of here, I burst out laughing. Hearing this, my dad mistakenly thought he was wearing the wrong clothes. He looked down at himself carefully. When he knows the reason, he will also laugh. "Eat-eat-"accompanied by my mother's rhythmic singing of Beijing Opera, we began to enjoy a delicious breakfast ... At noon, it was the hungriest time of my day, and in the fourth class in the morning, my stomach protested loudly (fortunately, I didn't shout slogans). As soon as the school bell rings, my stomach immediately sends an order to my brain, and my brain sends an order to my legs: run back to the "canteen" as quickly as possible! ("canteen" refers to my mother's cooking base) Eating delicious rice, I felt deeply: "Ah! Mouth, mouth. The boss of all organs! ..... "Before I finished, my mother stared at me strangely:" What? Is the mouth the boss? " I pretended to understand, and then said, "What's the use of other organs if your mouth doesn't eat for a day?" Ah! Ah! Ah! ""snow ",my mother narrowed her eyes with laughter ... at night, the happy atmosphere at home became stronger. After dinner, the three of us sat on the sofa chatting and playing games. I sat on dad's lap and punched him (don't get me wrong, it wasn't a fight! ) said: "Hammer, scissors, cloth!" Dad showed a sly look: "Hook! Whoever loses will call the other party' King'! " "good! "I am full of confidence. Mother naturally became the referee. She shouted, "Go! "(only used for the roar of ants) What was the result? I won! Dad lowered his head and said in a strange voice, "big-big-king-!"" "Hey-here comes Wang Ben!" I replied proudly. How's it going? Is happiness flowing everywhere in our family? Last winter, my mother saw the Morning Post and Project Hope in the report of the Morning Post, and organized readers to donate money to a primary school in Kangping. My mother signed me up at once. When I heard my mother tell me, I asked her why she let me go, because I was reluctant to go. First, my mother didn't ask my advice. Second, Kangping must be far away and remote. But my mother told me that she wanted me to see how difficult it is for children in rural areas to go to school. Want me to feel how happy my living environment is; Want me to experience how happy and happy it is to help others! Although, our strength is so insignificant. Before going to Kangping, my mother showed me a series of reports about this primary school in the morning paper, and I learned about the needs of those children. At the same time, the desire of rural children to go to school also deeply touched me. So my father and I went to the stationery wholesale market, bought my favorite pencils, pens and pencil boxes, and chose the most beautiful doll I thought. The next day, it was snowing lightly and the north wind was strong, but my mother woke me up at six o'clock. I finished my meal in a hurry and followed my father and grandmother to the meeting place before seven o'clock. When I came to the Morning Post, I saw many readers, including my grandfather, grandmother, brother and sister, and children brought up by my parents like me. Although the weather is very cold, everyone's enthusiasm is very high, and everyone is carrying a lot of things. I am very excited, with curiosity, with our full concern and love, on the road. The car was driving on the road, and my heart flew to an unknown place. How is it there? Is it really as bad as my mother said? I can't imagine why children can't afford to go to school or read books. The car has been driving for about an hour. Just now, the driver's uncle drove very fast, but suddenly, the car slowed down. What happened? Everyone is asking. At this time, the reporter's uncle of the Morning Post said that the road ahead was too muddy because of the weather, and the car could not reach our destination. It takes about an hour for everyone to overcome difficulties and walk to Kangping Primary School. The path is winding, and the snow on the road keeps making everyone slip, but everyone is very enthusiastic. The road is really hard to walk. After walking for nearly an hour, I was covered in sweat. I feel so tired that I really want to have a rest. I heard from my uncle in the newspaper that some children in rural areas have to get up at five o'clock in the morning, which is several times more than the distance we walk. I think, persist, we must persist. In the snowstorm, we finally came to this school in a small mountain village. I was shocked to see this place. How can this be considered a school? The school doesn't even have a name. There are only three classrooms. Grade one and grade three are in the same classroom, and grade four and grade six are in the same classroom. The window has no glass, but it is pasted with shredded paper; The roof leaks in summer, it snows in winter, and the classroom door is broken. Even teachers finish math and Chinese alone and teach children other classes. They can't have music lessons because there is no piano; You can't have art class because there is no drawing paper and crayons. The children and their principals, as well as their teachers, are all timid to see us, although they have been looking forward to our arrival. Their headmaster told us that some students in this primary school live far from home, but many children can't afford to go to school. Some children who study here are also facing the possibility of dropping out of school. Because of poverty, the conditions here are so poor that some families can't even put on a pair of pants, let alone let their children go to school. Hearing this, my face began to turn red, and I finally knew why my mother asked me to come here. My conditions are too superior. I have so many things that many children here can't match. I feel so happy to see such a poor environment here and the children's eyes so eager to go to school after walking so far. As children of a city, we have too much. I was shocked. I gave all my things to the children there, and I made an agreement with them to visit them next year and compare our academic performance. I thought a lot on my way home. I finally understand why my mother asked me to take part in this activity, to help others, to be happy and to cherish my happy life now. At the same time, I also made up my mind to study hard, never live up to the expectations of teachers, parents, be a good boy and make a contribution to the country.