What toy is made of cloth to write a composition?

1. What should I do? What toy composition "ouch! My child, what on earth are you doing, making a mess at home? " "Mom, I'm making my own little toy!" "quit, give you money and buy it yourself!" "No, it's fun!" Look! Mom began to say that I just have this "bad habit" and like to make small toys by myself.

I was in kindergarten at that time. I am too young to be arranged in the first row. Every time I do manual work, I always see it most clearly. I fell in love with this activity unconsciously. Once, the teacher taught us to fold a swallow, and the paper was tossed and turned in the teacher's hand, which made me dazzled. In a short time, a small and exquisite swallow is ready. I watched the teacher's flexible hand break a flexible swallow, and I was shocked. How cute the swallow is, and how real the teacher folds it. I feel as if the swallow is about to take off. As soon as I got home, I quickly found some messy pieces to piece together. When put together, it looks ugly, but there are other things. In class, I took the cloth out of my body and showed it to the teacher. The teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also praised me for saying that I love to use my head and work hard. Since then, I have formed an indissoluble bond with these little toys.

The school sports meeting is about to begin. The sports meeting in our school is different from other schools. We must do it ourselves. Our class was on stilts, and I said to the teacher without thinking, "Teacher, I'll do it!" " "I made eight pairs of stilts, but I didn't do web search at first. I did it as soon as I found the treasure. When I made the seventh pair, my foot slipped and fell to the ground with a bang, but I stood up strongly. During the training, I found a problem, revised it hastily and finally finished it. Our class won the second place. We are so happy!

Although my mother opposes me to do it, I think only the melons I grow are sweet.

2. What toys do you play with? My favorite toy.

Every time I see the lovely toys on my desk, I feel a wave in my heart. Every wave is a beautiful memory. This toy is my beloved crystal ball.

In the small glass ball on the crystal ball stands a small, exquisite, book-shaped stone with dark green above and light yellow below. There is bright powder on the stone, and blue stars are inlaid next to the pink letters, like a colorful soft gown dotted with small gems, which makes the magnificent stone more colorful. At the bottom of the ball, there are some small pieces of transparent paper, which show colorful colors in the sun. At the bottom of the crystal ball, there is a switch. After opening, colorful lights and colorful pieces of paper merge into a wonderful world. The base of the crystal ball is a dense forest, and the forest sets off the beautiful glass ball, which is particularly harmonious.

I like the crystal ball, not only because of its beauty, but also because of its extraordinary experience.

Last year was Children's Day, and I became a major English poet with honor. I exchanged my sweet voice for the happiness of my classmates. That is the crystal ball awarded to me by my teacher, which I earned hard.

3. How did toys come into being? I made 300 different toy car models. History may think that these toy car models were created by a child.

Let me introduce one of my toy car models. This is a decorative box. First, prepare two large and two small soda bottle caps, adhesive tape, cardboard and black marker. First cut the cardboard into long strips, and then cut out five small squares, two of which are stuck on the top of the long strips and the other three are stuck on the back. Cut it again and stick it in the most bulging place in front. Then, draw a circle in front with a marker, representing one lamp, and draw two lamps at the back. Cut two doors on the side and one on the top. Below is the sticking wheel, first stick the two small ones in front and then stick the two big ones in the back.

Toy model cars are the best memories in every child's heart.

4. Write an article about the doll (my favorite toy) my doll.

My mother 10 bought me a beautiful doll on June 6th, and I named her Meng 'er.

Meng Er is a little older than MengMeng. Unlike MengMeng, except for her head, she is made of cloth and cotton. Her hair is light brown cloth with two braids in front and her hair at the back. Her bangs are fluttering in the wind, let alone beautiful. On her chubby little face, a pair of blue eyes sparkle and are very cute. When she lies down, long eyelashes will cover her closed eyes, and when she sits or stands, long eyelashes will show her beauty. Her small mouth is bent into a line, which is very cute. His face was flushed and he seemed a little embarrassed. She is wearing a blue coat, an orange and purple dress with a purple rabbit on it. Her legs are so thin and long that she can't stand up, only as thick as my thumb, but strangely, her feet in white leather shoes with pink bows are surprisingly large, which is really fun. However, it also makes her look more playful and lovely. She smells like plasticine. It smells good. With my dream, I gave my love to MengMeng, and she became my close "friend".

My mother complains that I always get involved with a doll, and I don't know why I like dreaming so much. She also said that the dream was terrible (maybe she was allergic to the smell of plasticine). I think, if it were you, you would like my dream, right?

What lovely toy is made of a piece of cloth?

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6. Writing a composition on a doll [Writing a composition on a doll] On my tenth birthday, my sister made an exception and bought me a lovely doll to write a composition on. When I took it, I couldn't help exclaiming loudly: How beautiful! The doll is wearing a purple dress with lace. It has blond hair tied with a big red bow. A pair of big watery eyes are staring at me in front; A pair of cherry mouths under the high nose seems to be telling me something. One night, I was doing the math test paper in my homework. While I was doing it, an application problem blocked my way and interrupted my thinking. How to do this problem? Ten minutes later, I still haven't figured out a strategy to overcome the stumbling block. At this time, I looked at the birthday present-the doll my sister gave me. It seemed to read my mind and said to me: Linlin, don't worry, don't worry, you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. I seem to hear what Japanese doll said to me and think quietly. Finally, this stumbling block was defeated by me. One day later, in math class. I listened and thought: I owe my doll this time! When I got home, I was happy to hold the doll. It seemed to say to me: Linlin, remember, don't be arrogant if you win, and be graceful if you lose. Since then, my grades have been better. Dolls always inspire me when I fail and encourage me when I succeed. Therefore, the doll became my closest friend. My beloved doll, my beloved doll, there are many toys at home, but I especially like my beloved doll. She is wearing a blue flowered skirt, with black eyes, curved cherry mouth and blond hair. When I do my homework, she accompanies me, just like my little friend. When I was angry, she looked at me silently, as if to say, don't be angry, my friend. Middle school students wrote "Writing Dolls". I really like my doll's tragedy about two people, and I am the only one crying. I remember when I was good with Xian, it was the third grade. We talk about everything, very, very good. I can do manual work. I just can't make my favorite doll. She prefers painting. One of my favorite things to do is to help dolls make clothes. I remember once, I went to my sister's house to play and saw her making clothes for the doll. I was curious and asked my sister to give me a piece of cloth. I did it for a while and accidentally pricked my finger. My sister saw it, and quickly wiped my blood with a tissue, and then wiped it for me. Finally, help me stick my finger with a band-aid. After my sister helped me glue my fingers, I helped the doll make clothes. I made a dress. Although it's not pretty, my sister can make a dress when I was so young ... just praise me and say that my sister gave me the doll, and I am very happy. On the way home, I kept looking at the doll and then helped it give it the clothes I just made at my sister's house. The dress I made is neither wide nor narrow, but it fits just right. In this way, whenever I am free every Saturday and Sunday, I will make a dress for the doll. If it doesn't look good, I'll take it off and do it again. Now I am more and more beautiful. I like the doll my sister gave me very much. I bathe it every day and change its clothes every day. I regard it as my sister. I remember a textbook with her brush. Actually, meeting her when I was a child was my secret. Actually, I've always been jealous of her. Because I am inferior to her in any way, I have been hurting her secretly. But she still thinks it's not my fault. She knows I've always liked dolls. I did it day and night, but I bullied her on purpose, saying it was not good here and there. She has transferred to another school.

7. Write an article "Which toys have you dismantled?" I have many toys, mainly because I like toys! Although my place has not become a toy city, there are too many.

My toys are either dolls or plush toys. These toys are my favorites. Maybe others think these toys look ordinary, but I still think they are unique! Because some of these toys are from friends, some from parents, some from uncles and aunts ... These toys are not only my favorite, but also the children next door like them very much.

Some children come to my house to play whenever they are free. It is said that they are playing me. In fact, they came to see these little toys. Some children have been holding her favorite toy and won't let it go. Her parents told her to go home, but she went in one ear and out the other. They didn't want to leave until their parents were angry.

Some children look around with their favorite toys, and it's best to say to me sweetly, "Sister, is this ok ... can I have this toy?" When she opens her mouth like this, can I immediately refuse and say "no" to him? Of course not! Some children are more direct: "Sister, will you give this to me?" You see, he was not seen at all. Come on, another one has been robbed like this! In this way, I gave away my toys one by one. Of course, I have fewer toys.

After school, I have less time to play with toys. There seems to be no time to play with toys. Toys were put in bags and turned into containers for dust.

Sharing toys with friends means sharing happiness. This is the fun of owning toys.

8. Write a 600-word composition about toys. Hi, I'm a teddy bear. A year ago, I gave it to my little master as a birthday present.

I am made of cotton, wearing a beautiful hat and patterned clothes.

When I first came here, my young master was very kind to me. Whenever I get a little dirty on my body, my little master will help me wash it off carefully.

But in a few days, the young master was not as kind to me as before. Once he didn't do his homework well and was criticized by the teacher. The young master was still angry when he got home, so he took it out on me, kicked me for a while, and then threw me aside and ignored me. But the young master will kiss me when he is happy, but I can't bear it when he loses his temper.

One night, I hid in the corner and cried sadly. I cried and talked to myself about my misfortune. My words were heard by the young master. The little master felt that he had done something wrong, so he said to me, "I'm sorry, I'll treat your teddy bear well in the future."

Hi, I'm a teddy bear. A year ago, I gave it to my little master as a birthday present.

I am made of cotton, wearing a beautiful hat and patterned clothes.

When I first came here, my young master was very kind to me. Whenever I get a little dirty on my body, my little master will help me wash it off carefully.

But in a few days, the young master was not as kind to me as before. Once he didn't do his homework well and was criticized by the teacher. The young master was still angry when he got home, so he took it out on me, kicked me for a while, and then threw me aside and ignored me. But the young master will kiss me when he is happy, but I can't bear it when he loses his temper.

One night, I hid in the corner and cried sadly. I cried and talked to myself about my misfortune. My words were heard by the young master. The little master felt that he had done something wrong and said to me, "I'm sorry, I'll treat you well in the future." I forgave the young master.

Since then, the young master has been very kind to me. I have many toys, powerful transformers, invincible Monkey King and triumphant rooster, but I can't get enough of that magnificent tank car. My friend gave it to me on my birthday and also gave me some bullets.

My tank car is dark green. There are some strange patterns on the tank car, which look more like real tanks. Above it, there is a barrel that looks like a tank bean, and it is even more lifelike, with circles of patterns on it. There are round tires and a black track under the tanker.

When I want to play, I just need to load six bullets into the barrel and press the button, and the six bullets will be fired in waves, which is impossible to prevent, so I plan to take it to "hunt" tomorrow.

Tomorrow, my brother and I will drive this tanker to go hunting outside. We were on the road when we suddenly found a fly in the air. My brother and I are going to catch it. My brother moved the gun barrel to the wings of the fly, aimed at it, and then ordered me to hit the fly like a commander. I pressed the button and only heard the sound of "wave" and "wave" Two bullets flew out of the gun chamber and went straight to the wings of the fly, but the fly dodged from side to side. Don't you dare bully me, wait 100 years! I looked at my brother, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "You are lucky to have escaped the monk, but not the temple. You're ready to shoot continuously. As soon as the voice fell, I heard the sound of waves, waves, waves and waves. Five bullets flew out of the gun chamber like meteors and shot at flies. The fly suddenly lost its hands and feet, was accidentally hit by a bullet, fell down and was dying, but it was still dying there. Finally, the fly died, and me and

I like this unique toy. I have a lovely puppy toy that my father bought for my birthday. I like it very much. The puppy is covered with yellow and white fur and feels furry. Its watery eyes are almost covered by its long hair, and its small black nose is bulging, as if it had been bitten by a wasp. Very beautiful. Guess what? We have a little story! My father used to work in Yunmeng Mountain, and because he took care of me, he was transferred to Forestry Bureau. That year 1 October1day, because the original unit was short of manpower, I asked my father to go back there to help. When I got there, my father arranged for me and went to work. After he was busy, he told me that there was a puppy here, which was very fun. The next morning, I hurried to see it. It was a cute little yellow dog. I named it "Huang Huang". In just seven days, we became so close that I couldn't live without it. One day after school started, an uncle who worked with my father invited us to dinner and told me that a little girl had adopted Huang Huang. I am sad. I went home after supper. Dreaming of that yellow look at night, slowly disappearing in front of my eyes. I woke up crying. On my birthday on Saturday, my father bought me this puppy toy to comfort me. I regard it as yellow and let it accompany me forever. Every night, I will put it on the bed and let it enter the sweet dream with me. It became my inseparable good partner.