Third Grade Writing Composition (1)

Hello, I'm a pencil case. I accompanied my master from the very beginning of his first grade. I went to school happily with him and went home happily. I have spent four years with him so far.

I'm blue. There are three floors. The first floor is a waterproof layer, with two cute Mickey Mouse painted on the surface, one is walking, and the other is playing drums, which is very funny. There are two things on the second layer, one is inserted into a pencil case, and there are three in total, which are composed of two parts. The front one is a bag that encloses the pen tip, and the back one is a ring that is used to fix the pencil rod. The second thing is two smaller bags. The young owner often puts more important things in them, such as money and notes. The last floor is a large grocery box for me. It contains everything except pencils and money, including rulers, erasers, pens, and fountain pens. So I say it is a large grocery box.

Oh, by the way, I remember that in class today, I said that I would be washed clean. I thought he was just talking. Who knows, as soon as he got home, he immediately "started", and soon I was washed clean, much cleaner than before! Even the biggest "big groceries" box, the most unclean place, has been cleaned! I feel warm: the little master still cares about me, an old friend who has been with him for four years!

This is me, a clean pencil bag.

Third Grade Writing Composition (2)

I am a pencil case. When I was in the shop and chatting with my brothers and sisters, a powerful hand grabbed me and bought me and gave it to my little owner, Cao Hanwen.

I use some ordinary blue cloth. There are different patterns on the front. There is a rice mouse and a green millet mouse beside it... My brand, Lianzhong, is printed on the back.

There are two layers in my stomach. The first layer is a small pen shelter, and there are four pen buckles; The second layer has a huge capacity, which can hold at least 15 pens! The little master has Mr. Pen, brother Xiaozi and brother Heibi in my stomach. I get along with these pens day and night, and have become inseparable friends.

There are many stories about me and the little master. Once, the children in his class provoked him. Without saying a word, he picked me up to fight. Do children like to fight to solve problems? After a while of beating and kicking, the little master won, and I was seriously injured, but the little master didn't care about me, so I was sad.

My little master once gave me so many new pens that my stomach was about to burst. I wonder which new pen opened my stomach when I was sleeping. It hurts! Fortunately, the little master took out the new pen in my stomach and repaired me the next day.

Although there are many stories between me and the little master, I think the little master doesn't care for me very much. If only he could treat me with care like his deskmate!

Third Grade Writing Composition (3)

Hello, I'm a pencil case.

Let me tell you how I came here! That time, when I was sleeping on the shelf of RT Mart, a strange aunt suddenly picked me up, opened my pocket, looked at it, bought me, took it home, and gave it to my little owner. The little master looked at me and said, "Wow, what a beautiful pen bag!" When I saw the little master laughing happily, I was relieved because he must love me.

I am wearing orange clothes, with a cat head shaped label, a string of triangular arrows on the label, and three English letters in the upper right corner: pet. My back is empty, just an orange cloth.

I have many partners! There are Mr. Pen, eraser and carbon pen. They are three brothers. There are also mathematical tool partners, ruler and pencil.

Once, the little master left me in the classroom, and I was afraid that there was no one there. At night, I was so afraid that I would cry. Later, the little master found me lost and could not find me. Suddenly, he remembered that I was in the classroom. Yu Shifei ran back quickly, hugged me tightly and said, "I will never lose you again."

My dear little master, don't lose me again!

Third Grade Writing Composition (4)

I am a lovely pencil bag, with soft skin shining with dazzling luster. In the upper part, there is a super handsome and invincible Altman. There are many English letters and some cool signs below. I am really handsome. I tell you that I still have countless fans! If you want to know my "profile", please listen to me. Don't miss it!

I was born in a stationery processing factory, and then sent to the stationery store. Finally, I was bought back by the little master. The little master couldn't put down his love for me when he saw me, and felt very friendly. Therefore, we got along very well. There was no dispute. I like to change him, and he likes me more.

There are many family members in my "belly". I am the third child. There are brother pen, sister ruler, brother tape and sister rubber in my belly. It's time for Brother Pen to write a good hand for the little master; If Leng Buding writes a wrong character, Sister Tape will also jump out to correct the wrong character for her... I'm not bad either. In addition to setting up a warm rest place for my brothers and sisters, if she accidentally gets me on the ground, there won't be too much noise. But my reckless cousin's pencil box is different. Once it falls to the ground, it will not only affect the students' listening to the class, but sometimes it is also very dangerous.

People can't be perfect. I also have certain shortcomings. If the little master pokes me with scissors, he will either do a "suture operation" or die. The most important thing is that when the young master is tired of writing with a pen, he will use his pen tip to poke, which will cause an incurable wound. I will be embarrassed and others will have to laugh to death.

This is the versatile, civil and martial me. Do you think I am excellent?

Third Grade Writing Composition (5)

Ah Hua, do you think it's a person when you hear the name? In fact, he is a dog. Our relationship is extraordinary. We are inseparable partners. Although he is a dog, we understand each other.

A Hua's head is triangular, with a pair of small and exquisite ears, which sometimes turn up but not turn up. It's really cute. If there is any movement around, its sharp ears will immediately retract. A pair of impenetrable eyes make people crazy. A round nose can smell out all kinds of flavors, and the non-stop mouth is always chewing food. Ah Hua's soft fluff is not greasy. The color is white on the bottom and yellow is dotted. The yellow is dotted in every corner, piece by piece, like a world map, which seems to be full of endless knowledge and vast knowledge.

The "world map" is not only shown in patterns, but also in actions.

Once, it was raining cats and dogs outside. I took Ah Hua to the street. Because of the sudden heavy rain, I hurried home without an umbrella, regardless of whether Ah Hua was following. When I got home, I sat down on the ground and cried loudly, thinking: What if Ah Hua got lost? I was crying, and gradually heard the footsteps. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Ah Hua. I hugged Ah Hua, broke through tears and smiled, and said, "Ah Hua deserves to be on the world map. He can come back as he is on the map even on such a long way!"

I was still very close to Ah Hua. When I got home, he saw me pouncing on me like a demon without medicine and printing the dog's paw on my pants, just like an artistic plum blossom painting, which made me laugh and cry.

This is my "world map" Ah Hua, my good partner.

Third Grade Writing Composition (6)

When you see the name of the map on the T-shirt, you may wonder, what is it? Is it animation, story, or? What is the content here? Is it interesting? Don't worry, let me tell you slowly.

This is a book. The content is as follows: the pace of the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games is already in a hurry. Several children thought: What if foreigners come to China to watch the game and don't know where the stadium is? After some discussion, they decided to print the map on their T-shirts. However, they encountered many difficulties: the T-shirt was too small, the map was too large, their foreign language was poor, and they could not communicate with foreigners. After many hardships, they finally succeeded.

After reading the stories, I think they are too difficult. They can think of others, thinking about problems that ordinary people would not think of; They can not shrink back when encountering difficulties, unlike ordinary people, when encountering difficulties or retreating to detour; They are smart enough to print maps on their clothes, which is more difficult for children than going to the sky, but they actually did it; They will improvise and find that the map is too big and the T-shirt is too small. They unexpectedly think of going to the street to investigate what foreigners like first, count out the sports welcomed by foreigners, and print their match location on the T-shirt, which solves their biggest problem.

After reading the story, I thought that if each of us could think of others and move forward bravely when encountering difficulties, our life would certainly become better.

Third Grade Writing Composition (7)

My favorite flower is not the elegant peony, nor the charming roses, but the proud plum camellia.

"The camellia tree is pink in the morning, and hundreds of clouds are roaring." Spring is a good season for camellia to open. Seen from afar, it looks particularly beautiful. The heart-shaped leaves are pushed and touched by each other, competing for the messenger of spring - swallow. Look, the beautiful camellias peep out of their heads. Their postures are various. Some hold their heads high and smile at the sun; Some deaf people pull their heads as if they are meditating on something; Others are like shy little girls, looking at passers-by coming and going shyly. There are golden stamens hidden in the petals, which looks very elegant.

A breeze blew, and a faint fragrance came to my nose, which made me feel refreshed. The beautiful camellia, dressed in pink, danced in the sun. When the wind passed, it stopped dancing and stood quietly on the branch, as if listening to the secret of spring, or whispering with the spring girl.

It is said that the five huge petals of camellia contain infinite longing for the unknown world. It blooms in early spring and produces tea fruits. There are also ornamental camellias that only blossom but do not bear fruit. Camellia is one of the top ten famous flowers in China, with more than 20xx varieties. It is not only pink and red, but also white, purple and dark green.

I love camellia. You are the fairy of spring. You add bright colors to the colorful spring and make it more colorful.

Third Grade Writing Composition (8)

Today, I bumped into the spring breeze in the community and smelled a fresh fragrance. It was refreshing and refreshing!

I followed the source of the fragrance and saw a camellia. Look, the camellias are blooming. From a distance, the pink camellias are like shy girls, hiding, hiding, shyly hiding among the green leaves. When I looked closer, the tree trunk was rugged, very strong, and rough to the touch. The color of camellia tree trunk is dark brown, and the branches extend in all directions, with many small, tender branches on it. There are dark green leaves on the branches, which are oval, with serrated edges. The sun shines on the leaves, shiny, as if they have just been waxed, and very thick. Camellia flowers have a variety of appearances, some of them are still green flowers, covered with a green hard shell, like small green peaches, also like chicken hearts; Some just spread two or three petals, like little lanterns; Others have already blossomed, like a baby's smiling face... A breeze blew, and flowers fluttered with the wind, attracting butterflies, flying up and down, and people in the community stopped to watch and take photos.

The beautiful camellia has become a rare beauty in the community. I will go to see her whenever I am free!

Third Grade Writing Composition (9)

hello everyone! I went to the countryside for 2 days, so happy! Hee hee, in fact, the happiest game in the countryside is "catching butterflies" (a bit cruel).

My sister and I caught butterflies together. Because I was a little afraid, I became a "commander" sister. Her body was vigorous and clumsy, and clumsy and firm. As long as a butterfly appeared in front of her, she would walk over gently and quickly pick up the butterfly. The action was completed at one go, which was irresistible to applaud.

We'll catch some butterflies in the east and some in the west. After a while, we caught a dozen butterflies, and our hearts softened when we looked at them. Let them go, leaving only one for observation.

We were afraid that the butterfly would be lonely, so we caught some ants and put them into the bottle to keep it company. I also bet with my sister, who said, "I guess butterflies eat ants." I guess ants eat butterflies.

The two of us, with our four eyes firmly attached to the bottle, look: the butterfly slowly flew to the ant, circled it for several times, and gently touched it with its tentacles. The ants were overwhelmed with lightning speed, and the ants fought back desperately, but they were still powerless. We both watched and held our breath! The butterfly bit off an ant's foot, chewed it slowly, and then

Unexpectedly, that butterfly had such a large stomach that it ate 7 ants!

She fluttered her white wings in the bottle and dropped some pollen from time to time. Her spiritual antennae kept shaking, as if to say to us, "Can you let me out?" She was still flying in the bottle. The fallen pollen seemed to be a gift for us!

The butterfly was full, and we had enough observation. Just want to put it back in the arms of nature. My sister and I unscrewed the bottle cap, and the butterfly rushed out like an arrow in the next second. But she didn't fly away at once, but walked around us as if saying goodbye to us!

Butterfly is really beautiful. She not only has a beautiful appearance, but also is very strong and emotional

Third Grade Writing Composition (10)

Hi! hello everyone! You know what? Human's best friends are puppies, because they are smart, loyal, and very cute. People love them when they see them. As your best friend, I have something to say to you.

I am a mini poodle, male. I am five years old this year. I am brown all over and covered with curly fluff; Two big fan-shaped ears hang naturally beside my round head; Two black bean like eyes, embedded in the top of the small black shiny nose, appear particularly energetic. When I am happy, I will open my mouth to show my white teeth and smile at you!

You may not know that for our dogs, the greatest happiness is the time with their owners. Some dog owners really love dogs. They treat dogs as their family members and live up to our loyalty to them. But some dog owners keep dogs just to pursue the trend of the moment. For example, Dalmatian dogs, commonly known as spotted dogs. The Dalmatian once became a very popular pet dog because of a movie. But when we bought it, we found that this kind of dog was not suitable for us. Because this Dalmatian dog likes sports very much, you need to accompany them to exercise for several hours every day. So since that movie, the shelters have been filled with Dalmatians. Ah! My poor Dalmatian brothers and sisters!

However, the most abominable is not the dog owners, but the immoral pet factory owners. They use dog father and dog mother as birth machines, and let them have puppies year after year. If they can't bear any more, they will be thrown away and abandoned by the black hearted boss and go to the streets. Therefore, the puppies in the pet factory have never been loved. Dogs born from families without love are more melancholy and unhealthy than those who have been bathed in love since childhood.

This is what I want to say to you. There are many poor Chinese wolfberries in our dog family. I hope you will love your dog and not let the tragedy in my story happen again!

Third Grade Writing Composition (11)

The carrying pole lies quietly in the dark corner, covered with a piece of dust, and has long lost its luster. This is an ordinary and ordinary pole. It is Grandpa's youth.

On an unknown mountain, there is a green bamboo. With a big knife, "pa" is clear, "wow=" is soft, sweet and moist. The young grandfather only sees him in a bamboo forest, and he also saw the young grandfather in a panic. He is fighting against the big knife, The thin hair tips pierce into the growing young palms

The pole became a part of Grandpa's life. At the age of 15, he often carried a hundred jin of firewood up and down the mountain, one by one, from the crowing of chickens to the moonlight, back and forth, day after day, year after year, the dream of studying in his heart and becoming famous when he grew up was buried by the indifference of life, and gradually degenerated into a painful metamorphic rock that occupied his heart.

The pole gradually gathered its sharpness and bent down slowly. From one family to another, grandpa needs the shoulder pole more. He has no regrets. He wipes it gently every night, and grandpa never gives it up. Such a stubborn man with too much backbone feels his grandpa's hard work and sweat, a breakthrough in progress. A family's wealth is on his own shoulders, and grandpa never complains about pain or fatigue, and the shoulder pole gradually becomes obedient, Lower the stubborn head. Grandfather and shoulder pole have more and more tacit understanding, going up and down the mountain, going into the city and out of the city, so that a very poor village gradually becomes rich, so that everyone has a good life!

Today, grandpa can no longer walk. The shoulder pole is neglected and declined day by day. But she does not complain or regret that he has made today's extraordinary village. It is it that makes grandpa live a good life, and it is worth being proud of.

Another ball passed. It was bitterly cold in winter, and the wind hit the window. All of the old newspapers suddenly flew out of the sky, and a hole in the window showed up again. The raindrops splashed on the window, making a "popping" sound. The raindrops fell on the shoulder pole, sweeping away the dust and rolling into the crack of the shoulder pole

Third Grade Writing Composition (12)

Walking into the alley, there are old houses standing on both sides of the wall. The buildings of the Republic of China with white walls and black tiles, which were attacked by wind and rain, show a kind of gloom after the vicissitudes of life. The blue walls record the pictures of the years. Although the alley is small, it has a long history. Shen Jiusi didn't know how many times he walked in the alley. Nowadays, the alleys paved with imitation flagstone roads, which are dotted with static and dynamic scenes, will make you sigh for the profound cultural heritage of the ancient city.

It's raining heavily today. Walking in this alley with an umbrella, I will be haunted by dreams and never forget. Wandering in the long and quiet alleys, I am fascinated by what I feel.

"Four Books and Five Classics" are carved on the wall of the alley. This is not only a path for people to walk, but also spreads the profound and long-standing culture of our Chinese nation. Walking on this path, the bamboo beside the wall brings vitality to this beautiful environment. It means that the people's living standard is rising day by day.

The alley is the entrance left by history to reality. Yeah! The alley after the rain is the holy land of the soul, so let the smoke and rain of the rain lane infiltrate your tired soul! The characters "Fu" in different fonts on the "Thousand Happiness Wall" symbolize the happiness and health of today's people forever.

Look! The torrential rain in midsummer jumped on the tile edges of the wall, and then playfully jumped onto the road of the imitation stone slab, playing and talking with their partners on the stone slab. The fresh air permeates the quiet alley. My heart also beats with the rain, making the alley vivid and beautiful, and becoming a dance song.

Ah! This is my alley.

Third Grade Writing Composition (13)

The whole body of litchi is covered with thorns, just like a small hedgehog shrinking. The appearance of litchi is brown. After peeling it, I found that there was a cute little doll sitting inside, small, round and very smooth. When you take a bite, you will know how sweet and sweet it is. When you take a few more bites, you will know that there is a small black seed in the flesh, which I call "nuclear"!

It is also bad to eat too much lychee. It is easy to get sick and get angry. Because it belongs to acidic food. But lychee is also good! For example: supplement energy, intelligence and brain, increase nutrition... can also significantly improve insomnia, amnesia, mental fatigue and other symptoms.

I like litchi, and even fell in love with it! Thank you very much for giving me nutrition!

Third Grade Writing Composition (14)

I have a pet. My pet is a goldfish.

Originally, I had three goldfish, and the first one died was a black goldfish with a little orange. When I bought it, I thought it was weak and could not live long. When I fed the goldfish, the other two goldfish came to grab it. As for him, he hid away. His "meal" time was different from that of other goldfish, but although it was different, as long as I threw the feed down, the other two fish would come up and grab it, even if I threw it next to the black and orange goldfish, so he finally starved to death.

The next goldfish died a pity. It competes with the black goldfish for food and is exhausted. Of course, the red goldfish eats more food than the black goldfish. The more it eats, the fatter it grows. As the saying goes, greed is not enough. Later, the red goldfish died.

The black goldfish is different from them. It is neither greedy nor dieting. It knows how to stop short. Black goldfish can also become "magic". Since the death of the red goldfish, the black goldfish has gradually changed its color. One week later, it has changed from black to gold. The goldfish family can be called the real goldfish. (haha)

Well, it's time for the goldfish family to have a rest, and I'm going to have "broken hand"!

In fact, I still have two kinds of "pets". Let's talk about it next time. Good night.

Third Grade Writing Composition (15)

There is a kind of plant whose vitality is very tenacious. It can survive without too much water. It will die if it is watered too much. Its "body" also has many thorns, like a small hedgehog curled up. The color is green, like wearing a green dress. The thorns are light, like beams of sunlight emitted by the sun. Seen from a distance, it looks like a bright little sun.

It grows in the desert. The desert is very dry and hot, with little rain. Plants that can grow in this environment must be very tenacious.

If you touch it with your hand, it will "hang the lottery" and bleed! However, I was very lucky that I didn't get stabbed by it once.

It can prevent radiation and reduce the damage of radiation to eyes when placed in front of the computer. It can also purify the air. It inhales carbon dioxide and exhales the oxygen we need. It can also be used as a weapon. If a villain attacks, throw it out, and it can hit the enemy like a grenade. We can also put it on the balcony and other places as decorations to beautify the environment, so that the home appears vibrant and energetic.

Speaking of which, you must know what this plant is. Yes, it's a cactus! Although the cactus is not so dazzling, it has many functions, and its vitality is very tenacious, which is worth learning. Therefore, cactus is my favorite plant.

Chapter 2

My grandpa's family has a "super baby" - "cute Persian cat", which is called Xiaomi.

Xiaomi is not big, only as big as two pencil boxes. Its upper body is rice and its lower body is pure white. It has a pair of jewel like "mandarin duck eyes", one blue and one green, particularly beautiful. It looks like a small ball of fluff.

Xiaomi is very timid. If you put her on the bed, she doesn't dare to jump down. She will just "meow, meow" on it. Let me think about the civet cat next door, and look at this trembling Persian cat. Alas, it's a world of difference.

Although Xiaomi is timid, she is naughty. I like to burrow into the car parked outside when I have nothing to do. It especially likes standing and walking. It can stand for five minutes at most! It often "freaks out". As long as an outsider touches it or something, it will bite you.

Once again, my grandparents and I went to Changzhou Dinosaur Park for two days. After returning home, I found that Xiaomi had broken a potted plant, which was Grandpa's "sweetheart"! If we don't think of a way, Xiaomi will be swept out of the house. I turned my eyes and came up with a good idea. I picked up Xiaomi and shouted, "How can you do this! You are the boss when we are not here, ah?" As I said, I made a move to hit it. I saw Xiaomi's body shaking and was scared to death. Grandfather sighed and said, "Alas, let's forget about this, but it's a pity that this potted plant!" I also sighed and touched Xiaomi with my hand, so that she was no longer afraid.

Is my kitty cute? Do you want to tease it? Hee hee, I won't tease you!

Chapter 3

In late spring and March, the cherry blossom is in full bloom. We came to Jimin Garden to enjoy the flowers.

Walking across the Sunshine Bridge, you can see cherry trees like a piece of rosy clouds. The flowers are dotted with pieces of new green leaves, and the ground is covered with petals.

Walking into the cherry blossom, I found that the color of the cherry blossom is so beautiful. The delicate pink looks like red faces smiling in the wind.

The shape of cherry blossoms is very cute. Some seem to hide under the green leaves shyly, some seem to bend down to greet the king humbly, and some seem to whisper to another cherry blossom!

The beauty of cherry blossoms lies in the moment when they fall, they are so poetic and picturesque that their petals fall on the green grass like beautiful flowers blossoming out one after another. Their petals fall on people's hair like white flowers blossoming out of people's hair. Their petals fall on ants like a pile of quilts.

How beautiful the cherry blossoms are!

Third Grade Writing Composition (16)

Today I have two new friends, two beautiful little goldfish. I gave them two names, Jinjin and Yuanyuan. Among them, I like Yuanyuan best because it is very lively.

This little goldfish, called Yuanyuan, is orange and black. It is big and has a big belly, but its head is very small, which makes its round eyes more obvious, just like big glass balls. Its scales glitter in the sunlight, and the fins on its back are like a steering wheel, guiding it. My favorite is its tail, because its color is divided into two parts, the top is orange, the bottom is black, just like a beautiful butterfly dancing. I tried to touch its body. It felt very smooth and sticky. Then I smelled it with my nose. There was also some fishy smell. Yuanyuan is also very lively. It floats on the water, dives into the water, swims east, and swims west. It's really a smart ghost. That's why I like it.

When I touched it with a straw, its body shook first, as if frightened, and then quickly shook its tail and left.

When I take a straw to blow bubbles, its mouth opens and closes, and then it blows bubbles.

When I was feeding the fish, the two little goldfish quickly swam to the fish food, no matter what they were doing, and scrambled to eat it. It was fun.

These are my new friends - two cute little goldfish!

Chapter 2

I have a Thomas pencil bag, which is my mother's reward for the final exam of the second grade. Because Thomas is my favorite cartoon star, I cherish it very much.

The pencil case is rectangular and soft, with Thomas' small train and its friends printed on it. Thomas on the pen bag was wearing colorful clothes, which set off a blue sky behind him. Each train smiled happily at us, as if to say: "Hello, children, welcome to Thomas Train World."

Although the pencil case is small in size, it is of great use. It is divided into two layers. The front layer is larger, and there is a lovely Miss Pencil, a bickering Mr. Rubber, and a ruler grandfather who tries to persuade me to fight... The back layer "lives" my lottery ticket, which records my achievements. Pen bags are like their warm "home".

Thomas Pencil Bag grew up with me. It is my favorite learning partner. I am very happy to see it every day.

Chapter 3

"The green bamboos are half covered with sheaths, and the new shoots come out of the wall. The rain is beautiful and the wind is fragrant." This is "Ode to Bamboo" written by Du Fu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Bamboo is so beautiful, why don't we praise it?

In spring, after the misty spring rain, the bamboo forest takes on a new look and grows new green leaves. The bamboo shoots are like a sharp steel knife, piercing through the soil, breaking through the hard rocks, and striving to grow.

In summer, after a heavy rain, the bamboo is even more graceful. The crystal clear water drops are contained in the dense green leaves. When the sun shines, they flash like countless white and flawless pearls.

In autumn, wind blows and clouds, thunder and lightning, dark clouds all over the sky, and a storm strikes. This is the right disaster to face. Some plants are broken by the storm, and some plants wither... While the bamboo remains unchanged, it still stands tall and straight.

In winter, the north wind blows. Although the bamboo leaves, it is evergreen all the year round. Suddenly, a heavy snow comes, and other plants are crushed by the snow. But the bamboo still stands bravely in the snow like a brave guard.

Bamboo, your spirit of fearing difficulties is really admirable!