My morning的作文怎么写

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My morning的作文怎么写
My morning的作文怎么写

My morning的作文怎么写
I get up very early in the morning.I usually get up at six twenty.Then,I brush my teeth and wash my face.And then I eat my breakfast at half past six.After breakfast ,I am reading a book for ten minutes.We should treasure the time,should not waste the time.I usually go to school at six fifty.I have four classes in the morning.

Morning, when I was sweet asleep, but was "the voice of Didi tick ......" dream of me from pulling out. But I have this "Didi" sound back from the dead, almost every day this off and continue my sweet...

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Morning, when I was sweet asleep, but was "the voice of Didi tick ......" dream of me from pulling out. But I have this "Didi" sound back from the dead, almost every day this off and continue my sweet sleep. Just slept for a little while, but was my father's "thunder" awakened: "Yin Junyan Get up!" It sounds to me once again pulled out from sleep. "Creak", and my father opened the windows. I got dressed and went to the window next to the fresh air. Birds "chirp" "twitter" to call, as if to say: "Good morning, good morning!"
"Good morning, birdie." I am happy to say. I went to the bathroom, turn on the tap. "Crashed" the voice is wash your face before the march. Brother is down the tape, "Zhi Zhizhi" sound like a lullaby, so my "sleepy" almost back to sleep. The mother's rapid footsteps so confused, I suddenly wake up.
passed the kitchen and saw Mom apron is fried rice, and that "rip you, ...... 啦 rip the sound is fixed, some fried rice." Jingle bell "telephone rang, and my father pick up the phone. I think it must be my father on business.
Morning, my favorite sound is the voice of my mother told me to eat, because then I can eat that delicious meal. "Yin Junyan, come to dinner," This sounds really came in ten minutes. Food is tasty fried rice and milk. I was eating rice, "jingle bell" waves of the door bell is my good friend Ding Yufeng in urging me to go downstairs.
After dinner, I'll go to school. Mother repeatedly told me: "Slow ride, the road to be careful."
Way to school, my myriad of thoughts, daydreams talk, never mind there is a feeling of: I think how my home is warm, cozy home in this, I am so happy, how happy!

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