Narration of 600 words in the composition of the first day of junior high school

No matter in school or in society, many people have written compositions. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is a 600-word narrative of the first-grade composition I compiled for you. Welcome to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

1 a 600-word narrative of the first grade composition. This summer vacation, many things happened, but only one thing I think is the most meaningful. That's our puppy.

On June 1 that day, I hugged a puppy from home. This is called silence. It's a brown bitch. This is a puppy. But it is obedient and always follows people's feet, so it is always kicked and trampled by us carelessly. However, it is still under our feet, and even if it is injured again, it will not leave. Look, are you persistent? Every time I go out to play, it follows me. After a long time, it already knows home.

On June 16, I went shopping with Silent. When I arrived at the butcher shop, I took a look. There are a lot of people, just wait for me outside the door silently. I waited in the store for a long time and finally got it. Outside, silently? I thought to myself: could it be taken away by others, or I looked around and couldn't see it. So, I went home depressed. When I got home, I saw silence. How did it get home? Neighbor Dandan said: Your puppy walks faster than you and comes back early. I see, I went home silently, as if it thought I was back.

Silently, like people, it has human thinking. There is a dog jumping on Gui's puppy. I look at my puppy. Ah, there is one, too. I took a pair of pliers to help it clip one. Then it kept moving, and I couldn't hold it. Let mom clamp it. Mother kept screaming silently with silent meat between her arms. We don't clip, but it is very active. It doesn't clip because it's afraid of pain. In fact, we clip it for its own good. The dog jumped up and sucked its blood. Silently, I'm really sorry, I must!

You say, silence is very obedient? It has human thinking ability, and it is strong and persistent. This spirit is just what we need. Animals and people are equal and both are life. We should not only be persistent and strong, but also be kind to every life!

There are two 600-word narratives in the composition of junior one. What a familiar word. In my opinion, home is just a house, a place where my family can return. However, "home" is different. "Home" is a group of people who are closely related to their relatives.

Every Saturday is the day when our family visits their grandparents.

At noon this Saturday, my parents went out to do business, and I was at home with my grandparents. 12, mom and dad haven't come home yet. I was so hungry that grandpa fried two poached eggs for me.

Before long, mom and dad came back, and our family sat around and began to eat. But I just ate two poached eggs, and I can't eat them at all. Mom saw that I couldn't eat, so she asked, "What did you eat?"

"Two duck eggs!" I answered.

"ah? Great! Great! " Dad exclaimed, "Two duck eggs! Lu Yier ate two duck eggs. "

I don't understand what dad means. At this time, mom and grandma actually burst out laughing. Suddenly, I understood that what my father meant was that I ate two duck eggs in the study. I am so angry that I don't know what to say. I can only pout like a coquetry.

Grandpa saw this and wanted to help me. He blamed his father and said, "What are you laughing at?" ? She ate two duck eggs! "

Grandpa didn't say nothing, but when he said it, mom and dad laughed even harder! I was so angry at my grandfather's kindness to do bad things that I was really "dumb to eat Rhizoma Coptidis-too bitter to say."

Gloomily, I drank the long strips in the bowl. Happy! He said proudly, "I just ate another steak."

This time, mom and dad smiled and grandma nodded.

Just when I was proud, my mother suddenly said, "No, you are 00 1!" "

I had a brainwave and said, "Math numbers go from right to left, and when reading, they go from left to right. So I should be 100. "

After listening to my advice, my parents and grandma convinced me. Only grandpa is still pondering. After a long time, Grandpa suddenly realized, "Oh! So you can talk about this again! " Seeing grandpa's slow response, the four of us burst out laughing. ...

600-word narrative of the first day of junior high school 3. From grade one to grade three, we went to Xiamen. On the second day, the tour group ended the day's trip ahead of schedule. We had a delicious dinner at Wal-Mart. We want to go for a walk on the beach next to the island road, but it's raining cats and dogs, so we have to go back to the hotel by bus.

It was only six forty-five when I arrived at the hotel. It's too early and everyone is sleepy. Me, my brother and my brother, look at me. I look at you. I don't know what to do. My aunt had a brainwave and came up with a good idea. My aunt asked the three of us to come over and play a game called "Never forgets anything". The rules of the game are very similar to those of idioms solitaire, but there is one difference, that is, whoever does not answer will stretch out a finger. My aunt asked us to read it for a few minutes first, and then asked me to read it to them. After reading it, we were all in high spirits and thought we could win the first prize. At the beginning, my brother said "awesome in all directions" for the first time. My brother said it for the first time and smiled proudly there.

The second time it was his turn, he couldn't speak and bowed his head in despair. Later, it became a challenge for my brother and me. Because my brother couldn't say any of the idioms behind, he just sat there and shook his head when it was his turn to say no. My brother and I got into a fight. I stretched out one finger, and he already stretched out three, so we got into a fight! Fight! Finally, the war was over and I won. There are only six fingers, seven for my brother and nine for my brother. My aunt announced, "Luo Bowen won, and he will teach you two in the future." I am very happy! However, my brother is only in grade one and I am in grade three. He is just a little shorter than me. I will work harder and accumulate more idioms in the future. On the contrary, my brother was very sad and burst into tears. I comforted him and said, "Come on! Don't be discouraged, work hard in the future! " Then he stopped crying.

This is an interesting thing in my winter vacation. Let me experience tension and excitement. This interesting story is deeply imprinted on my mind.

Spring is the first season of the year, and it is also the season when everything starts to grow again. In spring, there is a song playing.

When I was seven years old, it was the time when my family built a new house. Everyone in our family was very busy at that time. What impressed me the most was my grandmother.

It was spring at that time, and in the early morning, grandma followed her father to work at the construction site at dawn. In the morning, because there are workers coming to help me build the wall, grandma will put the bricks in some designated places, so that the masons don't have to take them back and forth when they come to do it. There is also the need to mend the cement so that it can be used directly when the cement worker comes. Looking simple, both of them are manual labor. Grandma is not afraid of being tired. She helps dad move bricks, stack bricks and mix cement. It takes a lot of effort to mix with cement, because it needs a lot of mixing, and it is necessary to mix them evenly in order to fully integrate mud and sand.

Whenever I see my grandmother in peace, I really want to help, but at that time I was too weak to move at all, so I could only watch or help. Here comes the cement worker, busier. Dad also went to work at this time. It's just me and grandma I watched her work and she never stopped. Cement should be put into the mud bucket. Grandma shoved a shovel into the cement. She held it up and saw that it was a shovel full of cement and poured it into the cement bucket. It took two or three times to fill a cement bucket.

Grandma will take it to the water mason after installation. Because the cement worker is standing on the shelf, sometimes grandma feels like a crumbling thing, which is really thrilling. But it never fell. At noon, the weather will get hotter. By this time, grandma's back was soaked, like wringing water. Grandma is still working, holding the cement and handing it to the cement worker. And the sound of cement and cement delivery, like a song, has been echoing in my ears. Grandma is working with all her strength, and sweat keeps running down her face and dripping into the cement.

In spring, grandma worked hard, created a new home for me and gave me a special Haruka.

As the saying goes, "there is nothing wrong with illness, and there is nothing wrong with money." It can be seen that money is important. But in the real society, besides money, there is one thing that cannot be lacking, and that is "honesty".

I found some famous sayings of ancient great men. Confucius once said, "People cannot stand without faith." Also, Han Feizi once said, "Clever deception is better than sincerity." From these famous sayings, I can see that honesty is our traditional moral standard.

In today's society, dishonesty can be seen everywhere. For example, poisonous rice pull, black-hearted moon cake pull, lean meat pull, dried vermicelli pull, sulfur smoked steamed bread pull, mineral oil melon seeds pull, sewer recovery oil pull, industrial alcohol blended wine pull, formaldehyde soaked aquatic products pull, vegetables pull with serious pesticide content exceeding the standard and other "imported" foods. Makes us tremble with fear. Although signs such as "safe food" and "safe meat" stand tall, we can't help but believe that there are some problems. This may be the lack of honesty in today's society, which makes the world worse and worse.

Nothing can be short of honesty, because good honesty is an important bridge for friendly exchanges between friends; It is the yardstick of fair trade between merchants and consumers; Is the basic requirement of today's social economy.

If a person lacks honesty, others will avoid you like the plague. Over time, you will become a loner. The well-known story of "Wolf Coming" is the best example. Because of this naughty boy, no one will listen to this boy after the wolf comes.

Honesty is gold, but it is more valuable than money; Honesty is a kind of wealth, but it is more precious than any other wealth. Sometimes honesty is just a word, but it is worth a thousand words.