An essay with the primary school text bridge as an example was about 300 words!

The following are some examples of different types of 200-word primary school students 'essays: * * 1. Write about family ** In my house, there is a mother who protects the whole family like Sun Wukong. She is always busy inside and outside, and she keeps the house in order. His father was like Zhu Bajie. Although he was sometimes a little lazy and did not help with the housework, he would still bring some joy to the family. Grandpa and Grandma, they are like monks in the sand, silently giving and taking care of us. I'm like Tang Sanzang, protected by my family. Although our family has different personalities, we are happy and harmonious, like a Journey to the West, full of fun and warmth. * * 2. Writing (tug-of-war)** The competition began. The PE teacher shouted,"Ready!" and the participating boys quickly grabbed the ropes. With the order to start, everyone pulled toward their side. The red cloth in the middle of the rope moved left and right and was stuck at the middle. Guo Xin gripped the rope tightly with both hands. His face was red as he gritted his teeth. Cheng Jiangtao and Cheng Changcan, the two fat students, used their weight advantage. After a fierce competition, our boys 'team won Class One by 2 to 1, but our class lost both the girls' competition and the mixed competition. This tug-of-war had both laughter and regret. * * 3. Write about emotions (about mom)** Her parents had quarreled today. Many people felt that the child was the most pitiful, but in fact, the mother was the most pitiful. After the quarrel, Grandpa and Grandma could ignore it, and Dad could go out and look for his brother. Only her mother cried as she washed the clothes, cooked, and cleaned. Her mother was not superman. It was just that she did not have a way out for others. She used to be a princess, but now she silently bore everything for her family. She hoped that all mothers could be treated gently by life.

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My Teacher In my learning career, there was a teacher who left a deep impression on me. She was tall and had long black hair. Her eyes were as bright as stars, and every time she looked at us, she was filled with concern and anticipation. She usually wore a simple and elegant dress, which was elegant and appropriate. Her class was full of energy. When she explained the text, her voice was crisp and pleasant, like the flowing spring in the mountains. She was always able to make boring knowledge interesting. For example, when she explained ancient poetry, she would tell the story behind the poet, making us feel as if we had traveled through time and space to talk to the poet. Moreover, she would organize group discussions to make the classroom full of interaction. We all actively participated in it, and everyone's thinking was also trained in this process. She was very patient with us. When we encounter difficulties, she will guide us step by step to think, never getting bored. Once, I encountered a difficult problem in my math homework. I thought hard for a long time but couldn't figure it out. When she saw me frowning, she walked to my side and asked softly. Then, she explained it to me in detail until I completely understood. She was like a lamp that illuminated my path of learning. I loved her very much.

The primary school text " Bridge " came from a novel called " Bridge " by Tan Ge. The story was about an old man in a poor village who built a bridge alone to let his children go to school. It deeply expressed the virtues of kindness, tenacity, courage and other virtues in human nature, which were deeply loved by readers.

My Grandma My grandmother was a very amiable old woman. She was already over seventy years old, and the years had carved deep marks on her face, but her eyes were always gentle and loving. Grandma was very hardworking. She was always restless, and she arranged the chores at home in an orderly manner. She woke up early every day to prepare breakfast for her family. The simple food was filled with her love. Grandma was also very good at needlework. She would transform old clothes into practical small objects, such as scarves and cloth bags. The things she made were exquisite and full of life. Grandma loved me even more. At night, when I didn't sleep well, she would always quietly cover me with a blanket, afraid that I would catch a cold. Whenever there was something delicious, she would always think of me first and secretly leave the food for me. She often told me stories about her youth. Those stories were like vivid history books that let me understand my past life. In my heart, Grandma is like a warm lamp. Her love and care filled me with strength as I grew up. Although she was ordinary, she used her actions to explain what selfless love was. I hope Grandma will always be healthy and happy. I will also try my best to make her proud of me.

My Grandma My grandmother is a very amiable old man. She was already over seventy years old, and the years had carved deep wrinkles on her face. Those were the traces of time, and also the testimony of her hard work. Her hair was already white, like a reed flower in winter. Grandma was a hardworking person. Every morning, before the first ray of sunlight completely lit up the room, Grandma would already get up and start working. She would prepare breakfast for the whole family. The hot porridge and fragrant biscuits were all Grandma's favorite. After breakfast, she began to clean the room again. From the living room to the bedroom, she cleaned every corner. Grandma loves me very much. When I was sick when I was young, my grandmother would stay by my bed and stay awake all night. She would always pay attention to my body temperature, feed me medicine, and wipe my sweat. She would tell me a lot of interesting stories, and those stories were like stars that dotted my childhood. She would also encourage me when I encountered difficulties and tell me that as long as I persevere, I will definitely overcome the difficulties. In my heart, Grandma is a bright light in the family. She used her love and dedication to illuminate our family and warm everyone in the family. I love my grandma.

" Gratitude of sponsorship, motivation for growth." On the road of growth, the funding policy is like a beacon, illuminating the future of many primary school students like me. I live in an ordinary family. My parents rely on a meager income to make a living. Every school season, the expensive tuition fees were like a mountain pressing on the family's hearts. I watched my parents worry about money, and my heart was filled with helplessness and guilt. I even had the idea of giving up my studies. However, the funding policy came at the right time. When he found out that he could receive funding, his joy was indescribable. This money was not only material help, but also a kind of spiritual encouragement. It made me understand that in this society, I am not alone and helpless. There is a country and society that cares about me. Because of this funding, I can sit in the classroom and study with peace of mind. Every word of instruction from the teacher in class was like a precious gift. I worked hard to gain knowledge, and my results gradually improved. I know that I can't let this love down. Only by studying hard can I repay society in the future. The funding policy has taught me to be grateful. I want to turn this gratitude into a driving force for progress, work hard to grow into a useful person, use my own strength to help more people in need, and let this love be passed on forever. The novel," July Flower Fragrance ", is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

My Dream Dreams are like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating our path. I also have a dream to become an animal protector. In this world, animals were so cute and fragile. I've seen on TV that many wild animals have been displaced because their habitat has been destroyed, and some have even been brutally killed by illegal hunters. Those images deeply hurt me. From then on, I longed to contribute to the protection of animals. As an animal protector, I can build a safe sanctuary for animals in the forest so that they can reproduce freely. I will also promote the importance of animal protection to people and let everyone know that every animal is an indispensable part of the earth's ecology. I will also try my best to save those injured animals and give them warmth and care. I know that it won't be easy to realize this dream, and I will face many difficulties. However, I wasn't afraid. Just like those small saplings that worked hard to grow in a difficult environment, as long as I had a firm belief and continued to absorb the nutrients of knowledge, I would one day grow into a towering tree. From now on, I will work hard to learn relevant knowledge, actively participate in animal protection activities, and move forward step by step towards my dream. I believe that as long as I persevere, my dream will come true one day. At that time, I will be able to create a better world for animals.

One day, Tang Sanzang and his disciples came to a high mountain. The mountain was steep and the peaks overlapped. After walking for a day, Tang Sanzang felt hungry and asked Sun Wukong to find something to eat. Wukong jumped up into the clouds and looked around. He saw ripe peaches on Nanshan Hill and wanted to pick some to satisfy his master's hunger. As soon as Wukong left, Tang Sanzang was discovered by the monster White Bone. The White Bone Demon was overjoyed and muttered to herself,"Good fortune!" Creation! It was said that one could live forever after eating Tang Sanzang's meat. Today's the day!" Just as she was about to step forward, she saw that Tang Sanzang was protected by Zhu Bajie and Monk Sand. She turned into a beautiful village girl, carried a jar of vegetarian food, and went straight to Tang Sanzang, saying that she had come specially to invite them to eat vegetarian food. Tang Sanzang refused again and again, but Pig was so talkative that he snatched the jar and was about to open his mouth. At this moment, Wukong came back from Nanshan to pick peaches. He opened his Fiery Eyes and recognized the village girl as a demon. He raised his Jingu Staff and hit her head. Tang Sanzang hurriedly pulled Wukong back. "It's a demon," said Wukong."It's here to deceive you." With that, he struck the goblin in the face. The goblin threw down a fake corpse and fled in a wisp of smoke. Tang Sanzang blamed Wukong for killing people for no reason. Wukong opened the jar and a few frogs and toads jumped out. There was no vegetarian food at all. Only then did Tang Sanzang somewhat believe that the village girl was a monster. The master and disciple ate the peaches and continued their journey. An old woman in her eighties appeared on the hillside. She held a bent bamboo cane in her hand and walked over while crying. Wukong saw that it was the demoness again. He didn't say anything and hit her head with his stick. When the White Bone Demon saw the cudgel fall, she used a spell to escape and threw a fake corpse on the road. When Tang Sanzang saw this, he was so shocked that he fell off his horse and sat on the ground. Without any explanation, he chanted the Golden Hoop Incantation twenty times in one breath. Wukong had an unbearable headache and quickly pleaded. "Why didn't you listen to my advice?" Tang Sanzang shouted."Why did you kill one and then another?" "It's a demon!" "Nonsense!" Tang Sanzang was very angry. How could there be so many demons! You have no intention of doing good, but you have the intention of doing evil. Go!" "Master, if you really don't want me, please remove the golden band on my head!" "I've only learned the Golden Hoop Incantation, but not the Loose Hoop Incantation!" Tang Sanzang was shocked. "If there's no loose hoop spell, you can still take me with you," said Wukong. " I'll let you off this time," Tang Sanzang said helplessly." But don't do it again." Wukong quickly nodded in agreement. He helped Tang Sanzang onto the horse and continued to move forward. Baijing was not willing to let Tang Sanzang go just like that. She turned into a white-haired old man again and pretended to look for his wife and daughter. Wukong hid the Jingu Staff at his side and walked forward to meet the demon. He smiled and said,"You can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me!" I recognize you, you vixen." Wukong pulled out his Jingu Staff. He was afraid that his master would recite the incantation, so he did not immediately take action. He secretly summoned the gods and ordered,"This demon has deceived my master time and time again. This time, we must kill it." You can testify in midair." The gods watched from the clouds. Wukong raised his Jingu Staff and killed the goblin with one strike. The demon turned into a pile of skeletons with a line of words on its spine, which read 'Lady White Skeletal.' Watching Journey to the West: Sun Wukong Beats the White Bone Demon Three Times is not enough. Everyone is welcome to click to read the novel!