在日常学习、工作和生活中，许多人都写过作文吧，作文可分为小学作文、中学作文、大学作文（论文）。那么一般作文是怎么写的呢？
April 1, April fool's day, happy and worried day, the boy again want to take our girl to have fun, alas, every time is our girl to act as "fool" the role.
April 1, the day that our school girl fears most -- "April fool's day". On this day, the school will hear the girls screaming, and a louder than a sound, this is the boys' mischief.
"It's always coming." That's right. Tomorrow is the day girls are most afraid of. As soon as we arrive tomorrow, our girls will suffer. Though I was ready, my heart was still full of butterflies. Who knew what the boys would do to frighten us? !
"Ah -- xiao qiang --" I heard a shrill cry just as I came to the door of the classroom. Needless to say, it was certain that some of the poor girls were frightened by the boy. "Hissing --" as I was wandering, a voice like a snake came into my ears. Eh? Sounds like a snake? I quickly followed the sound, and sure enough, I caught a long, thin... A mouse. "Ah -- there are snakes... Snake!" I screamed and screamed, and threw the snake off my shoulder. At this time, the whole class "swish" to my side view. "Ah --" another scream, and then the screams spread across the campus, all girls.
"What happened? The head teacher hurried up and asked loudly. For a long time, the monitor, mo wenliang, said with a timid voice, "report teacher, there is... With a snake... "" what?" "It's... It's in your... At the foot of... "Ah --" a more shrill scream came out, and the whole class looked, and the owner of the cry was... The teacher in charge. "Who... Who brought it in? Fast... Get it out of here." It seems that the head teacher was so scared that he stuttered. "Ha ha," behind a sudden a burst of exaggerated laughter, "even the eel is afraid!" Oh, well, it was just a eel, and we were scared out of a cold sweat.
"Swish -" the teacher of the head of the head of the class is sweeping away to the person of the speech, the girls also follow the voice to see, sure enough, is again that a few naughty boy to do the ghost. "A few of you, come to my office." The head teacher said coldly. "Good... Good." They nervously agreed, and followed the head teacher to the office step by step.
"Ah -- teacher, we know wrong --" a scream came out of the office, but this time it was a boy's.
Gulangyu is a small island of Xiamen. It’s like a garden on the water. Cars and buses are not allowed to drive there, which makes the island so quiet that music played on the piano and violin can be heard.
Here the sky and the sea clearly meet on the horizon. When standing at the top of the Sunshine Rock, you can see much of the landscape of Xiamen, and when standing at its foot, you can gaze at the beautiful garden that surrounds it.
Gulangyu produces bananas, coconuts, sugar cane and so on. The people here, warm, simple and hardworking, are making every effort to make the island more beautiful and they hope to wele more visitors in the future.
Such is Gulangyu, a beautiful and inviting island, where a warm wele awaits.
I like to read novels. It enriches my world and broadens my vision. Most novels are about how little child grows up. Often they will go through a lot of difficulties and conquer their fears.
Finally, they return their homes and become a brave person. These stories tell me to get over my weakness so that I can be a brave girl.
Today is a removal day.My parents and I will movie all things to my new house.I am excited.In the morning,My dad call the remover and they send a car to our home.
I packed my computer and other things to the truck.4 hours late, we finnally move all the things out.In the evening.We have a dinner at a resturant.I am very tired.But I am excited about that I am going to start a new life in my new house.
Spring is ing, the rain xi resembles the falling of the underground. Thin rain like one shiny thread falls from the sky, moistens land is thaw.
On the Banks of the river, the grass from the ground test out, look east, the west looked at, as if in search of the shadow of spring. Floret is rain woke, happily stretch the beautiful figure. The branches of the willow germination, and soft to swing gently in the breeze, as a young girl beautiful long hair. A frog jump out from the ground, on the lotus leaf quack quack cried, as if to say: "spring is ing! Spring is ing!" Fish in the water swimming vomit a bubble, spit out a string of bubble seems also to say: "spring is ing! Spring is ing!" Simply a bird flying in the air, and took a shower bath.
What a beautiful spring, I love this poem spring!