There is a senior "white-collar" in my family, and that is-grandma, she is so ridiculous!
No, I remember the last time a drug seller came to the village and called himself an expert! She specializes in some health care, often engages in some activities, distributes things for free, and has almost everything from washbasins to toothbrushes and ointments. This idle grandmother can't help but join the "white-collar" action.
"Qin Zi, look, what did grandma bring back? There are toothbrushes and cups ... (omit n things) "cried the grandmother who just entered the door. "Son, I brought you some ointment. Put it on and your leg won't hurt. " Do not believe, grandparents' old cold legs for many years really don't hurt! Grandma believed in "experts" more and became a free advertiser.
A month later, washbasin, rice ... grandma got a lot of all kinds of things. Looking at these things, I often say to my grandfather and mother, "Grandma will soon become a senior' white-collar'!" They laughed happily. Grandpa said, "We have old white-collar workers at home."
Today, my grandmother came back to report good news: "I tell you, the wine sold by' experts' is limited to 20 people in 20 yuan. Tomorrow she will pay back the wine money, and the wine will be free! " Mom listened and said, "mom, don't buy it, be careful of the liar!" " "Grandma was afraid of being cheated and didn't buy it. The next day, the "expert" actually paid back the money, and grandma kept complaining that her mother wouldn't let me buy it. On the third day, grandma finally couldn't help it and bought more than 200 pieces of health care products, but when it was time to refund the money, the "expert" never came again.
This is my "white-collar" grandmother who is in distress situation.
The sixth grade composition 2 is not very good at school. Today, my mother helped me sign up for a composition class. I hate going to cram school. If I feel it, I can't play as I like. Running, you can only study hard, just like a bird in a cage. You can't fly freely without freedom. It is so boring.
When I was reluctant to go to the composition class, I wondered what the teacher would be like. Young? Still old? Is it strict? Still amiable? When I came to class, I found the teacher was very young, with long black hair, big eyes like black pearls, and a pair of red eyes on the bridge of my nose. Her teeth are white and neat. Today, she wears a black coat, a white skirt and high heels. It looks very pleasant.
In class, the teacher asked me a few questions, and I thought: Why did the teacher ask us these questions? What are these boring words trying to tell us? But later I learned that the teacher asked us to write about ourselves. As a result, several students wrote the same thing, with thick eyebrows and high nose. The teacher said: we should grasp the characteristics when writing the appearance, and we can't write exactly the same. The teacher asked us to write it again, and the result was better than last time. In this composition class, I learned a lot about character description.
It seems that writing a composition is not that difficult.
In this lesson, I remember to describe the appearance by grasping the characteristics and describing them in order.
The third article of the sixth grade composition "Attention!" "One, two!" On the order of an officer, we started a two-day military training.
The training began. We first learned the "traffic gesture exercise": the gesture to command vehicles and pedestrians to stop and drive.
The instructor played a game with us: roadshow. The instructor first sent eight students as traffic lights, one as a policeman, eight as a bus, twenty-four as passengers on the bus and the rest as pedestrians.
The game has started. The police first ordered us to stop here, and the students next to us drove first. The red light passed and our car rushed out like an arrow. Oh, dear! No, the green light suddenly turned red, and our car accidentally hit the opposite car. There was a bang, and "all the staff" fell to the ground and all "flew" out. Next, it's our turn to be pedestrians. Walking, a child accidentally ran a red light and was hit by a "car" that just rushed over, which caused a terrible disaster.
Next, we will learn "simple first aid dressing".
The teacher first taught us to tie a flat knot, and then taught us how to bandage the back of an injured hand.
Then we will learn how to escape from the building: slide down the sewer (in fact, we climbed from bottom to top in the exercise).
We have learned how to escape from the fire: cover your nose and mouth with a wet towel and bend over to walk.
Then, in the simulated fire, we will practice "escape".
The fire started, and we all took wet towels and bent down to escape.
Although the military training was very hard, we were all very happy. Because military training has taught us the spirit of unity, friendship and mutual help, we have learned that obeying traffic rules means cherishing our own lives, and we have learned how to escape in a fire and the knowledge of emergency rescue, so that we can take good care of ourselves and the people around us when we are in danger in our later life.
The fourth composition of the sixth grade is "Quiet!" The mobile phone said at 10 "Global Conference on Complaints against Humanity". There was a sudden silence, and the mobile phone continued: "Live room, let's start!" Subsequently, the mobile phone started its own complaint.
Hello, human, my name is mobile phone, which is a communication tool invented by you humans. According to my grandfather's grandfather, we only use it to talk, but in my generation, we have all the functions: taking photos, video recording, touch screen, telephone and software. ...
Your favorite "game" was born, and I was also downloaded by my master as a game called "the glory of the king".
Since then, my first primary school teacher has been staring at me every minute. In order to restrain his use of time, I just blurred his eyes, and he still held me in his hand with great interest and stared at my screen with rapt attention! I think my master will never let me go!
But one day, something happened when he was playing with me. I don't know why he yelled at me: "Rank 10. What broken mobile phone has fallen all the way to silver? " Say that finish and fall to the ground. ...
Rolling all the way, I actually came to the waste recycling station! I sat in the scrap heap and thought for a long time: why do humans like playing games so much? To be honest, the biggest function of our mobile phone should be the call function, but why do so many people only pay attention to our game performance?
In the furnace, I tried to save it until the end, was cast into a mobile phone, and then bought back by the new owner. I tried to enlighten him by SMS, Caton, collapsed, but he hacked, replied, brushed, and it was still the same, so I had to jump.
Once ... twice ... three times ... four times ... ten times ... a hundred times ... a thousand times. ...
I didn't give up. Coming to this conference today, I want to say a word to mankind through global live broadcast: "Our mobile phone is just a tool, a communication tool. Don't be crazy about the game, thank you! "
Finally, the phone bowed. "bang"
Do you have your own idol? Is it an ancient figure? Or a modern celebrity? Or a singer, movie star or star? Idol not only likes him, but also likes his personality and appearance ... Let me talk about my idol!
My idol is my mother. My mother has black hair, gentle eyes and moon-shaped eyebrows ... I learned my diligence from my mother. He is serious at work and at home. When I grew up, I understood my mother's hard work and began to help her share the housework.
Mom smiles optimistically when she is happy. She is an optimistic and cheerful person. She is seldom unhappy, and when she is unhappy, she looks blue.
When mom is not working, she will go shopping and dress up beautifully. She usually likes to wear white, black and gray clothes. The hair is short to the neck, which is very beautiful.
My mother prefers sports. Since she started exercising, I have followed suit. She sometimes does aerobic exercise and hula hoop in the morning. I like walking by the lake at night.
What attracts me to my mother is her love of sports, which is very beautiful. I learned my love for sports from my mother.
My mother's characteristics, although different from others, are not as good as others', which is the best in my eyes. So my mother is my idol, and idols can't be casual. We should seriously look for our idols.