3年级作文我的妹妹三年级(汇集20篇)

Today, my parents took me to my grandfather’s home.I talked with my grandfather for a little while and then I played with my brothers and sisters.

After a while, my elderly brother suggested going to the park and having a rest.“That’s a good idea. ” I said.Then we prepared for the outing.However, after lunch, the sky turned dark and rained heavily.Therefore, our plan was an impossible due to the bad weather.How pity it was!All the afternoon, we could only have fun in house.

We played cards, watched TV and played computer games.We were happy, but we still hoped that we can go out next time.

今天，我父母带我到爷爷家。我和爷爷聊了一会天然后我就和兄弟姐妹们玩。

过了一会，我的哥哥提议去公园然后休息。“好主意”我说。接着我们就为外出做准备。但是，吃过午饭，天空变得黑暗还下起了大雨。因此，我们的计划因为坏天气泡汤了。太可惜了!整个下午我们只能在家里玩。

我们打牌，看电视，玩游戏。我们和开心，但是还是希望下次能够出去玩。

看见了水花四溅的清澈喷泉，它们有的似箭向上喷，爸爸的叫声惊醒了正在遐想联翩的我。

中秋节这天我过得无比快乐，让我看了心旷神恰。

可真是热闹极了， 接着，还可以听到哗哗的流水声，刚走出大门，宛如一个圆润亮泽的白宝石在黑夜里站岗，只见月亮高高地挂在天空中， 吃过晚饭，有的如蛟龙喷水等。

睡觉了，飞到月亮上去，在空中旅游，看到了辛苦工作的交警还在路上保护治安，好像白天一样亮，非常美，。

我好想有一双翅膀，那该多好呀…… 海资，照在大地上，这一天我非常高兴，川流不息的车辆来来往往，我连忙跑到阳台上赏月，热闹非凡的景象，喷出的朵朵水花，观察大大的月亮， 回到家。

我跟爸爸走到了北二路旁。

还可以看到美好的夜景， 一年一度的中秋节到了。

我们一往广场上走去，五光十色的灯，我和爸爸兴致勃勃地上街走走，眼前全是人山人海。

[中秋节三年级年级作文350字

那是一个炎热的傍晚，六岁的我，和妈妈，坐在公园的小亭子里乘凉。

此时的天空，就像一杯打翻的果汁，云朵变得甜丝丝。知了趴在树上，有气无力的叫着。就连花花草草，都热的垂下了头。

我游离的目光定在一个秋千上，淘气的我不顾妈妈的看管，跑向它，蹦了上去。秋千摇摆起来了，瞬间感到一丝清凉的风将我包裹住。满头大汗的妈妈看着我舒服的样子，嘴角不由上扬了，仿佛也凉快了许多。

我越荡越高，越荡越高，高的令我有些害怕。我努力想要让它停下来，脚努力的去踩地，但我太小了。秋千开始不受我的控制，我闭着眼睛无助地大喊。

正当我陷入恐惧时，忽然，秋千猛地停了下来，又开始轻轻摆动。

我慢慢睁开眼睛，面前的，是一位满脸紧张的，双手死死拽住秋千铁链的母亲。她轻轻抱起我，心疼的问：“宝宝，没事吧?”我看到妈妈的双手出现了深红的，发紫的印迹，双眼模糊了。

我可以想象她手上的疼痛，但谁也体会不到我的心，有多痛。妈妈留给我的，是无法归还的爱。

春季运动会已经过去，但那壮观的场面，矫健的步伐和令人骄傲、自豪的奖牌，让我难以忘记。

这天天气暖和，青青草地，长长跑道，跑步的人非常多。我参加女子800米，800米可是耐力比赛，时间快到了，我迫不及待的来到等候室……叫到我的名字了，大家排好队伍大步走向场地。

轮到我们了，我自信地走到起跑线上，不停拉伸，只听裁判一声令下“各就各位，”大家陆续停止拉伸，走向起跑线开始准备。我一只脚抵着线，双手撑在两边，另一只脚跪在地上，眼睛盯着前方。预备“嘭”一声枪响，我双脚一蹬，轻轻迈出一步，然后一步紧跟一步，像一只灵活的小兔子。可是还是被夹在中间，这时我忽然听见内心有一个声音在抗议：“你可是运动健将，不应该夹在中间。”我暗自使劲，猛一加力，超过了许多人，冲到前三名。

自信的我又不甘于局限在现在的名次了，“我想要当第一名!”心里的声音叫嚣着。于是我向外道超越，现在轮到我遥遥领先了。对手们被我远远甩在后面……不知不觉一圈跑完了，开始第二圈了。此时观众台热闹起来了，加油声不绝于耳，听见加油声，我热血沸腾，正想冲刺，可脚像灌了铅似的，跑得越来越慢，仿佛听见了对手的呼吸声了。我心想：“加油，我可是运动健将，没有什么可以挡住我陈弈彤的脚步。”想到这里，我的眼前出现了一幅幅从小到大自己克服困难的画面，我的脚好像轻松了许多，步伐也更快了，我和对手之间的距离渐渐远了。

离终点越来越近，我调整呼吸，200米、150米、140米……最后剩100米了，我咬紧牙关，闭上双眼，时间似乎静止了，跑道上只有我在飞奔，我的手臂不停摆动，努力向前跨大步。随着一片欢呼声，慢慢睁开双眼，我成功把第一名收入囊中。这才缓过神来，“我是第一名!”所有疲劳顿时烟消云散，我心里只有欢呼、自豪……

胜利，永远属于坚持、向前、努力的人，只要我们拼尽全力，不管输赢，大家都支持你!

我的妹妹顶着一头清清爽爽的短发，一双炯炯有神的大眼睛下面是一个小巧的鼻子，再加上那樱桃似的小嘴巴，可爱极了。不过你可千万不要被她的外表所迷惑，不然你一不小心就掉进了她设下的陷井，摇头??不信你就往下看。

有一次，我在洗澡，本打算不洗头了，于是就把头发扎起来了。这时妹妹乐颠颠的跑来，睁着她那葡萄般的大眼睛对我说：“姐姐，我帮你冲冲吧。”话音刚落她就拿起了喷头，一脸坏笑，同时伸出另一只魔爪在我头上乱抓一气。我见了，抢过喷头就朝她喷。不一会儿，她就成了一只“落汤鸡”。妈妈听到声音进来后，板着脸，教训了我一顿，抱着妹妹出去了，她此时还不忘回头冲我做鬼脸，真是气死我了。

还有一次，妈妈买回来一些桃子，我洗了几个放到了盘子里。这个调皮鬼趁我不注意，伸出魔抓偷吃起来，她三口两口吃进一个大桃子，这还不算，她又悄悄把桃核放回了盘子里。被我发现了，她还能装的若无其事，悠闲地看着电视。真是气死人不偿命呀!

这就是我那调皮，鬼精灵的妹妹，怎么样，不敢领教吧?

五年级:王佳誉

Calligraphy is the essence of Chinese culture, which has developed into a special high-level art apart from satisfying the needs of daily writing. It has been flourishing for thousands of years in China. Shops with strong commercial atmosphere will gain some elegance if they are decorated with some quaint cultural calligraphic works. Sitting rooms, studies and bedrooms can be nice-looking with calligraphy works decorated. As a kind of art work, the writing of calligraphy is particular. The Chinese characters are written on Xuan paper which absorbs ink very well and then are mounted to hang on a wall. The calligraphy works are mostly a poem or a motto that the host of the room likes it much; if it is written by the host himself, it will demonstrate more his aspiration and interest as well as his talent.

书法是中国文化的精粹，除了满足日常书写外，它已经上升成为一门特别的高等艺术。他兴旺于中华大地数千年而不衰。商业气息浓重的店面装饰一些具有古色古香、文化色彩的书法作品就会平添几分高雅。书法作品也常常装饰客厅，书房和卧室。作为一种艺术，书法的书写是很讲究的。汉字写在吸水性很强的宣纸上，然后再装裱起来挂上墙壁。书法作品多半是居室主人所喜爱的一首诗词或是一句格言;如果这是他自己所作，那就更能显示他的志趣和才华了。

我有一个可爱、可恨、可气的妹妹。

我的妹妹头上梳着两个小辫子，弯弯的柳叶眉下长着一双不大不小的眼睛总是滴溜滴溜的转来转去，长着小鼻子，还有一个樱桃似的小嘴，他吃东西时毫不含糊。我的妹妹可爱不？

有一次，我的数学作业写完了，放在桌上没有整理，我就去客厅看电视了，看了一会儿，我去我的屋子一看，看见我的妹妹居然把我作业给撕了。我实在太恨她了。我抓住她，往她的屁股上狠狠地打了几下，她哭了。我心想：“光打不能解决问题。然后我就给他讲道理。妹妹，你以后可不能再撕我做业了，幸好你撕的是哥哥的作业，要是撕的是课本，哥哥就惨了。

记得有一次，妈妈不在家，妈妈把妹妹交给了我。妹妹变着法气我。他让我为她吃饭。我说：“你平常不是好好吃饭的，今天怎么”我不喂。我说：“你爱吃不吃，不吃拉倒。”她哭了，一会儿见我不喂她，自己呼呼地吃完了。

我的妹妹可爱不？可恨不？可气不？

There is a big skating ground near our school. In winter, I often go skating there, and I enjoy the sport very much.

At first, I only went there to watch others skating. Some with good skills could skate wonderfully. I admired them from the bottom of my heart. But I couldn’t do it myself. I was only an onlooker. How I longed to skate myself!

I began to make up my mind to learn it. But as soon as I stepped on the ice, I stumbled over myself. At once, some people caught me, and I turned red over their laughter. I became so disappointed that I decided to give up. When I was about to leave, a girl came towards me with a smile and said, "Never mind, try again and you will succeed." I tried again and again, but still fell again and again. I put up with the wounds and pains and stood up and went on trying. At that moment, the girl came up again. She said loudly to me, "Ok, you are doing very well." Then she signed a "V" to me with her fingers. I was very obliged, and with her encouragement, I made great progress. Soon, I could skate quite well.

While doing anything, we often meet many kinds of setbacks, but we shouldn’t lose heart, we should overcome them with confidence instead of getting away from them. Then we will gain one victory after another.

My mother is 36 years old, long longhair, intermediate mixed with a few gray hair, a pair of gentle eyes, high nose, big eyes, in my opinion, mother as a whole is very beautiful.

Since I started in elementary school, my mother said to me: "you must good good study, as a child to go to school to listen to the teacher, finish the homework carefully". Mother after school every day the first thing to do is ask me: "what the teacher tell you today, my homework is what?" Although very nag, but I know it is the mothers care to me, so every time I am very serious answer. When you do your homework, I encounter a difficult problem ask mom, mom said: "go to their own brain to think about first." Each make a problem, mom will let me remember this way, also let me next time wont go wrong.

Mother not only care about me, in the study on the life and meticulous care me, mom often teaches me to be, just like a lamp that rev beacon to guide my direction, my mother taught me to be honest, to credit. In the daily life of my mother has always been very generous, every day after school, I entered the house, you can taste delicious food.

Mother, you comforted me in my sad; You encourage me when I encounter a failure, you guide me when I walk in the wrong direction. Strict with me in your learning; You to me in life takes good care of me.

Ah! Your mother for the sake of my life, learning to pay a lot, I will not live up to your expectations, study hard and make a good filial piety you in the future, contribute to the country!

我的妈妈今年36岁，长长的披肩发，中间掺有几根白发，一双温柔的眼睛，高挺的鼻子，大大的眼睛，在我看来妈妈整体是很漂亮的。

从我开始上小学时，妈妈就对我说：“你一定要从小好好学习，上学要听老师的话，认真完成作业” 。每天放学妈妈第一件事就是问我：“今天老师给你讲的什么，家庭作业是什么?”尽管很唠叨，但我知道这是妈妈对我的关心，所以每次我都很认真的回答。做作业时，我一遇到难题就去问妈妈，妈妈便说：“先去自己动脑想想” 。每做对一道题，妈妈便让我记住这种方法，还保证让我下次不再出错。

妈妈不但在学习上关心我，在生活上也是无微不至的关爱我，妈妈经常教我做人，就像一盏启明灯一样引导我的方向，妈妈教我要诚实、要拾金不昧。在我的衣食住行方面，妈妈一向是十分慷慨的，每天放学，我一进家门，就能尝到可口饭菜。

妈妈，您在我伤心时安慰我;在我遇支失败时你鼓励我，在我走错方向时你引导我;你在学习上严格要求我;您在生活上对我无微不至的关怀我。

啊!妈妈您为了我的生活，学习付出了很多，我一定不会辜负你的期望，好好学习，将来好好孝敬您，为国家做出贡献!

校长寄语

三年苦读磨一剑，

气定神闲战犹酣。

势如破竹捣黄龙，

千帆竞发齐凯旋。

208班寄语：

生命就是奇迹，永远都不要放弃希望，哪怕希望渺小如豆，我们都要坚持举着它，

即使烛火灼伤了皮肤，我们也不能放弃，否则我们将永远还在黑暗中。

真正的高考胜利者，并非是指那些成绩拔尖的状元，

而是在高三这一年里成长起来的乐观、自信、坚忍不拔的青年们。

209班寄语：

即使只有百分之一的希望，也要用百分之百的努力去争龋

210班寄语：

硝烟散尽论英豪 狭路相逢勇者胜

211班寄语：

久有凌云志，此志可问天，心慕象牙塔，魂系梦亦牵，百万学子竞渡，扁扁小舟心几叶，风急浪无边。遂了心愿，何惜衣带宽，胜勇敢更坚，是好汉，一十二年将去，弹指一挥间，可上清华揽月，可上北大摘星，世上无难事，只要肯登攀。

212班寄语：

挺直胸膛 直面高考

213班寄语：

前程似锦 激流勇进 冲锋陷阵 心如止水 笑看六月 云卷云舒 傲对考场 风云变幻

218班寄语：

十年寒窗，马上封侯

220班寄语：

苦战五月终生不悔

笑迎六月一生无憾

223班寄语：

用汗水织就实力，用毅力成就梦想，用拼搏铸就辉煌

I had a happy summer holiday because I did many interesting things.

I went to the beach and I swam in the sea.I called my friend and played with them.I visited my grandparents and ate much delicious food.

Then I went to the zoo whit my sister.I was very happy.Because I saw a lot of animals.They were very lovely.So I took photos of all animals.I liked the butterflies best.They were colourful and beautiful.My sister liked it too.

I had a wonderful summer holiday this year.What about you? Can you tell me somthing about it?

我有一个快乐的暑假,因为我做了很多有趣的事情。

我去了海滩,我在海里游泳。我打电话给我的朋友和他们玩。我拜访了我的祖父母和吃很多美味的食物。

然后我去了动物园我妹妹在一起的感觉。我非常高兴。因为我看见很多动物。他们非常可爱。所以我把所有的动物的照片。我最喜欢蝴蝶。他们是五颜六色的和美丽的。我姐姐也喜欢它。

今年我有一个美好的暑假。你呢?你能告诉我关于它的事情吗?

今天又是我的生日，十六年来，在父母的精心呵护下，我的生活幸福无比。但今天，我却想起了那个幸福的女孩，还有她那个不知该如何去评价的生日。

她是一个令人怜惜的小女孩，父母离婚了，后妈对她一点儿也不好，每天还让她做许多体力活儿。这使她感到很痛苦。一天，她的同班同学过生日，邀请她去参加，她知道同学是过十四岁生日，邀请她去参加，她知道同学是过十四岁生日，便把自己仅有的七角钱去商店买了十四根蜡烛，准备送给同学。当她拿着蜡烛走到同学家门口的时候，她犹豫了——她从门缝中看到同学们个个穿的像白天鹅似的，那个过生日的同学更是风光无比，有父母、同学陪在身边，他们的脸上洋溢着灿烂的笑容。相比之下，她成了一只丑小鸭，于是也默默地走了。

又过了些天，小女孩要过生日了，她没有邀请同学，因为没有父母的陪伴，没有生日蛋糕，没有漂亮的衣服，她感到很窘迫。生日的晚上，她翻来覆去睡不着，便起来给自己过生日，她拿起一上次为同学买的蜡烛，一一的点烯，然后插到地上，围成一个圈，她对着月亮和满天的繁星唱起了：“祝你生日快乐……”歌声中飘荡着点点泪花。就这样，在只有月亮和星星的夜晚里，她度过了自己十四岁生日，她是多么羡慕同们啊！她对生活失去了信心，她把自己的孤独和无奈写在了日记上。第二天，老师把她的日记念给同学们听，此时此刻，教室里响起了雷鸣的掌声，老师走过来，和蔼可亲的对她说：“你不是孤独的，你不有老量贩关爱，同学们的陪伴。”老师的话像蜜一样滋润了她受伤的心灵，她的眼睛模糊了……

生活就是这样，有时，你的一句话会唤醒一个人的良知；有时，你的一片掌声会鼓励舞一个人走向成功；有时，你的一个微笑会挽救一受伤的心灵。

渐渐的，她越来越自信，越来越开朗了，尽管她依旧经常做梦，见到久别的妈妈，然后又惊醒。但她知道变了——因为那一片响彻心肺的掌声。

[初三年级作文：迟到的生日礼物

The Yangzte River is the longest river in China. And it’s important and helpful to us Chinese. But these days the Yangtze River is bringing us serious floods.

Many villages were destroyed by floods. The floods made hundreds of millions of people lose their homes, relatives and friends. Many children can’t go to school as usual .Now the foods have drawn the attention of the whole world. People from abroad have offered their help too. In China, millions of soldiers are busy fighting against the floods. They are working very hard. Many of them have lost their lives in their attempt to save the villagers.

Though we can’t help them to fight against floods, we should help them to rebuild their homeland. We can present them our pocketmoney and clothes. I believe most of the people will return to their homeland in the near future.

The wind gently murmured,puffed and sometimes sighed like a summer breeze lifting the leaves along the livelong night.The cat was curling up quiet in her bed.The mouse was sleeping carefree in his gallery.The dog was lying swwet on the sofa.Even the earth itself was sleeping in tranquility,exept that some house door faintly creaked upon its hinge,telling us a remote inward warmth.Nature was at her midnight work with feathery flakes whirling down in the wind,as if she was showering her silvery seeds over the fields.

Finally I woke up.The floor creaked under my feet as I moved towards the window.The snow as warm as cotton was lying calmly upon the window sill and the stillness of the morning was extremely impressive.

The roofs were standing under their snow caps,while the eaves were wearing their glittering ornaments.The trees raised white arms to the sky on every side,and where there was a wall,there were some fantastic forms of snow stretching exhilarated in the dim landscape,as if Nature had carved her fresh desighs by night as models for mans art.

Silently,I opened the door and stepped outside to face the cutting air.The moon had already lost some of its glow and the land was bathed in a dull mist.A lurid light in the east proclaimed the approach of day while the weatern landscape was bleak with some spooky stillness like a wizard kingdom.What you could only hear was the creepy sounds,seemingly out of the hell----the barking of dogs,the hammering of blacksmith,the lowing of cows and the crying of pigs under the butchers knife.

Gradually,the lurid light darkened and spread across the west.Every flower,every tree and

every weed were bathed in the sunshine.Suddenly,it turned out that all the sounds were not for any melancholy they suggested,but for their twilight bustle which was too solemn and mysterious for me.

I moved om,treading briskly along the road,the dry and crisped snow crunching under my feet.

The first fall of snow is not only an event but it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up to find yourself in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found?

The very stealth, the eerie quietness, of the thing makes it more magical. Ifall the snow fell at once in one shattering crash, awakening us in the middle of the night the event would be robbed of its wonder. But it flutters down, soundless, hour after hour while we are asleep. Outside the closed curtains of the bedroom a vast transfbrmation scene is takiag place, just as if a myriad elves and brownies were at work, and we turn and yawn and stretch and know nothing about it. And then, what an extraordinary change it is! It is as if the house continent. Even the inside, which has not been touched, seems different, every room appearing smaller and cosier, just as if some power were trying to turn it into a woodcutter’s hut or a snug logcabin. Outside, where the garden was yesterday, there is now a white and glistening level, and the village beyond is no longer your own familiar cluster of roofs but a village in an old German fairy-tale.

You would not be surprised to learn that all the people there, the speetacled postmistress, the cobbler, the retired school master, and the rest, had suffered a change too and had become queer elvish beings, purveyors of invisible caps and magic shoes. You yourselves do not feel quite the same people you were yesterday. How could you not when so much has been changed? There is a curious stir, a little shiver of excite-ment, troubling the house, not unlike the feeling there is abroad when a journey has to be made. The children, of course, are all excitement but even the adults hang about and talk to one another longer than usual before setting down to the day’s work. Nobody can resist the windows. It is like being on board a ship.

也许，你不知道化学物理公式，英语的课文，但你绝对知道什麽是《传奇》，什麽是《奇迹》!也许你觉的我说的有点偏激，有点绝对!但这绝对是在我班的现状! 早上一来。不是看书听英语，而是聊昨天打出什麽装备，有什麽好东西值得我们冒险去逃课去拿!这就是一—— 初中的个别学生。裁决，屠龙，破山刀，这些普通人听不懂的东西，在这却变成了比数学公式记得更清的东西。自己练级练不上去，省吃简用去买挂机外挂，让电脑帮你玩，不知是你玩游戏还是游戏玩你。整天想的是怎样才能有个好装备，而不是怎样才能认真学习!父母用的血汗钱被你这样的花，你心里舒服吗?在世上你最应感谢的是你的父母，用钱养活你，而你却像个废物!我们总是逃避现实，整天面对同样的画面，不觉得难受吗?

电子海洛因，这种说法不是没有道理。对有些人它就是人生的全部!当你走上考场时你会发现你很空虚和无助。没有人帮你!当然这和国家的教育制度有一些关系!我们不能向我们喜欢的方向发展，这是中国教育的悲哀也是中国没落的原因。

但既然你是中国人就要适应这种制度。你要知道这不是你我所能改变的。那麽多国家教育专家所制订的法则自有它的道理!我们应正确的玩网络游戏，不应让它成为我们的负担。我们的牵挂。因为它只是游戏!

当日韩欧美的学生正为自己的理想所奋斗时，而我们国家的小孩却在网吧沉浸在别人所开发的游戏中。这不能不是一个有十二亿人口大国的悲哀!醒醒吧!同学们!醒醒吧!

背影，神秘而深沉。背影，给人的感觉往往不同。朱自清的《背影》写出了伟大的父爱，给人以深沉，无法言喻的父爱。而我的《背影》又将演绎出什么不同于朱自清的神秘的感受呢？人生的漫漫长途，就像一条长长的跑道。我们在这个跑道上坚持不懈的奔跑，不松懈，不放松。而那些放松，松懈的人就是我们生活中的弱者。那些坚持不解，不放松的就会成为生活中的强者。

那些强者，他们懂得奋斗，他们懂得留给对方一个背影。留个对方一个深深的背影。而那些松懈的弱者，只有观赏别人的背影。那些背影很坚强！学习中，我们应该有一个坚定的目标。

学习，是我们每一个人的使命。学习，是快乐的。在学习中，我们也要懂得去追，去追寻自己的目标，随着自己的目标不断地努力奋斗！直到成功。在文学的大范围内，有成就的都是些懂得奋斗，不怕吃苦的人，他们的精神是我们要学习的。我们要努力不断的让自己的知识面扩大。奔跑在文学的漫漫长途中，留给对放一个加油的背影。生活中，我们要懂得欣赏帮助他人。

世界里，生活中，到处充满了爱。我们应该学会去帮助他人，给他人带来温暖。留给对方一个温暖的背影。生活中，我们应该也要无时无刻的奋斗，不要去在意路旁鲜艳的花朵，其实那是默默的坚强的才是我们应该去学习的榜样！学习他们，留给对方一个高傲的背影。汪国真有一句诗歌“我不去想，是否能够成功，既然目标是地平线，那么留给世界的只能是背影。让我们选择一个专属于我们的地平线，去留给世界一个高傲，不服输的背影吧！！

我们这个地方元宵都会做两件事，第一，就是去娘婆庙烧香，目的是为了祈求保佑，希望来年事事顺利、心想事情、家人健康平安。第二件事呢!就是去偷青!今年的元宵，我两件事都不落下，朋友们说要开元宵晚会!首先我们先去田地里摘菜，这就是所谓的偷青、可想而知偷青中的青就是青菜了，无论是摘哪块田地的菜，我们都会放二毛、五毛的!人们摘的菜通常都少不了葱、蒜，它们的寓意是吃了聪明会算数!田地里有好多人，有些田主也在，他们不在家里和家人一起共享元宵之乐是担心我们摘到洒了农药的菜啊!我们摘了满满两大袋的菜，回到家里，接下来应该是把这些菜做成美味可口的佳肴了，可是我们这些女生都会做菜，最终我们打破了女入得厨房、男进不得厨房的常规，把这艰巨的任务交给了“猪脚”同志。我把今天下午准备的肉切好，“猪脚”说：“这肉怎么那么肥，还有这鸭肉怎么有股酸味”。这时我不禁想起了今天下午我和朋友去买菜的事，因为从没买过菜，来到市场，有一个肉店的老板拿着一块肉到我们面前说：“小妹买这块肉吧”。我不禁笑起来!朋友看到这肥肉果断的说了不要，朋友可不像我从没买过菜，不过在我不耐烦的催促下她买了这块肉肥肉。肉不好，也影响不了大厨“猪脚”的厨艺，菜还是一样的美味可口，大家都喝起啤酒，我从来没有喝过，原来是那么的苦啊!厨艺好并不代表牌技高，“猪脚”同志大输啊!输钱固然是不高兴，再加上猪脚的话多，整个晚会有了他才有了欢乐，郁闷才离我们而去。鸡叫了，大家也便各回各家了。

这是我一次有趣的经历，这次经历带给我欢笑，快乐，它让我知道田主的好心、认识到市场的竞争、更让我知道我毫无一些本领，没有尽自己该尽的义务，还一味的增添父母的负担，我惭愧!

这次经历带给我欢笑，也让我认识到自己的不足，我会努力地去改正，做一个好女儿!

品味自己亲身经历的事，你会发现很多道理，无论是品味事、物、还是文字、其中都会有它暗藏的“秘密”，只要你细心品味，你就会发现更多道理，而那些道理，用再多的金钱也无法得到!

Today is the first day of te new term. I got up early and checked my wintcr vacation homework before going to sclool.

While I was busy clearing up the books, Father came in with a glass of milk in his hand, Drink it up, boy .Father said to me gently.

I was in such a hurry that Ipaid no attention whether the milk was hot or not. I drank a mouthful and cried with the sound of the broken glass. What’s the matter.? Father asked anxiously. You didn’t tell me the milk was so hot. I got a blister through being scalded. Oh, it’s my fault. Are you Ok? Father turned to the kitchen after he was certain there was nothing serious with me, There is some more in the kitchen. I’ll bring it for you. Wait for me. I’II be back soon.

I was so angry with Father that I saidNo. I won’t be scalded again. Then I put all I wanted into my bag and wanted to go to school without breakfast. But I was astonished at what I saw when I turned around. Father was cooling the milk by pouring it from one glass to the other again and again. Don’t worry. It’ll be Ok soon. It’s bad for your health without breakfast. Father said with a smile of apology. Tears came into my eyes. How rude I was just now! How regretful I was! I took the glass from my father’s hand and drank it up without a stop.

What a good father I have!

“怎么又让我带妹妹，我不干!”“你不干?那好，你把棒冰吐出来我就不让你干!”“可怜可怜我吧，上天啊!”这是怎么一回事呀，好像有人在强迫一个人似的。不错，我妈妈让我带妹妹。不瞒你说，我这个妹妹可精，尽管不会说话。但我估计她脑子里全是些整人的玩意儿。我给你讲讲她整我的事。

有一次，我抱着她在新家里转悠，这样不知不觉过了十分钟，她突然笑了起来，我还以为她看我这么辛苦想给我些鼓励，但在下一刻我就打消了这个想法，反而有一种想打她的冲动!她竟然把尿拉在我新买的裤子上!拉在普通裤子上也就算了，但这可是我用每天写1篇作文的代价换来的，不知为什么，我有一种火山要爆发的冲动。我挥起手来假装打她，谁知我还没打下去，她就大哭起来。

奶奶被她吵醒的第一句话就是：“可恶的阳阳，把卢卢(我妹妹的名字)弄哭，看我怎么收拾你!”我一听，不好!阿婆要用“大刑”了!“三十六计走为上计”，我一定会回来的!结果晚上回来被阿婆大骂一通，差点就被“咔嚓”了。

后来妹妹会说爸爸二字，但她竟敢在大庭广众之下叫我爸爸。我真是跳进黄河也洗不清了!真想拿块豆腐撞死。

哎呀!她来了，我可要赶快逃了，你们也“各走各家，各找各妈”吧!

古人常言：“伤春悲秋。”我却没有伤春的情怀，反倒觉得青绿色的春天宁静充满希望。而秋则不同，天气转凉，树叶渐黄，透着凉意的微风也把天空吹的湛蓝。鲜花经过在炎夏尽情摇曳的绽放也进入了休眠期。秋天是属于安静的，没有躁动，没有张扬，也没有凛冽。它只是安安静静的诉说着自己的情感。你听，那微弱的落叶声是它在叹息，幽幽凄凄的雨声是它在悲泣。

对雨一直有种无法言说的情愫，而秋天的雨又和夏天的雨不同。一直记得少年时期在家乡度过的雨季。北方夏季不似南方一般潮湿，炎热。天总是湛蓝湛蓝的，太阳散发着咄咄逼人的炙热光线。可是一到雨天，总是先打雷，接着天就阴沉下来。不一会儿就开始下雨，那时候的我最爱听下雨的声音，雨滴打在房顶上，打在院子里那棵李子树上，淅淅沥沥的声音如同北方人的性格一般豪爽，听着即舒心又过瘾。

而秋天的雨则不同，它少了些酣畅淋漓，更多的是一种缠绵悲凉。清冷的雨滴在黄昏落下来让人既心凉又清醒。她干净寒凉，好像能洗净阴沉泛黄的天际。红楼中就有这样美丽而哀婉的情景。秋霖脉脉，阴晴不定，天昏的愈发早，也难怪林黛玉会在这种情境中悲从中来写下《秋窗风雨夕》 读红楼总觉得潇湘馆本身就透着秋日的悲凉。或许那夜天渐渐阴沉，坐在窗边的林黛玉感到些许凉意，再望向窗外的秋雨，听见雨打芭蕉，更觉伤感。于是便写下：“已觉秋窗秋不尽，那堪风雨助凄凉。抱得秋情不忍眠，自向秋屏移泪烛。”也许秋天本身并无伤感，只是万物俱静，满目单薄，于是有心人便将悲情赋予了秋天，借雨借落叶来诉说自己积存已久的悲怨。

既然秋天那么容易就牵扯出人的伤感情绪，那为什么还有那么多文人墨客为秋写诗填词呢？大概是因为独自安静的面对心中的阴郁，聆听雨声未尝不是一种意境。欢乐中有美，孤独中亦有美。孤独是一种意境，就像秋天带给人的感觉一样，即悲从中来又不忍忘怀。难怪王维也在《秋夜曲》中写道：“心怯空房不忍归。”这不同林妹妹一样即“悲秋”又不忍“离秋”。秋天的魅力在其中不言而喻了。

又入秋了，只是在这少雨的中原再也感受不到绵绵秋雨了。我怀念家乡酣畅淋漓的雨声，也想身临其境潇湘馆的雨打芭蕉。秋季和雨天是我心中无法割舍的浓郁情怀。漆黑无月的天空中我将它寄托在凉风中，漫步梧桐树下我将它寄托在落叶中。秋天是我恣情放任情绪的时候，她承载着太多回忆。在这个季节，我感怀的不仅仅是秋，还有那些以往的不可磨灭的记忆。她们一直安放在一个只有我知道的地方。

[高三年级优秀作文初秋的雨