Writing a composition is really not easy.

1.800 words It's not easy to catch mosquitoes: during the spring break, several unexpected guests came to my house, and I had a lot of red tattoos from time to time. This is not the "master vampire"-the "excellent masterpiece" of mosquitoes.

Mosquitoes are distributed in every corner of my house, ready to contribute all their strength to "delicious". These mosquitoes are really annoying! One minute they were under my arm, and the next minute they were flying around in front of my eyes, as if playing hide-and-seek with me.

That buzzing sound is annoying. I really hope that all mosquitoes in the world will die from this moment on! However, my curse is not supported by heaven at all, and mosquitoes are still at large in my house.

No way, our family can only come to a "human mosquito competition". I put the paper with delicious food on the table and took some napkins. Dad has prepared a mosquito swatter, while mom is holding a bottle of mosquito killer, ready to fight at any time.

The game started and my eyes suddenly focused on the window. Hey, there are really two mosquitoes whispering here! Ha, mosquito, mosquito, I'm afraid this is the last conversation between you and your partner! See if I don't crush you to a pulp! Now, I want revenge! So, I gently walked to the front of the glass window and slammed at the mosquito. This time, I am very happy to catch mosquitoes, and I am going to appreciate my masterpiece.

But when I opened my napkin, I was startled. There is nothing on the paper, just like when I first brought it! Mosquitoes have slipped away.

Alas! It is not easy to catch those "troublemakers"! Look at dad, he is a mess, too. None of them have made a funny move since ancient times, which made my mother and I laugh.

I saw my father walking barefoot and slowly approaching the TV. There was a mosquito on the TV screen.

Dad made a 360-degree turn, and suddenly, "pa", dad is really a dad. Although the mosquito didn't hit him, he was also disabled-he hit the mosquito's wing! But left an ugly scar on the screen. Mom looked at it, really angry and funny, and confidently said, "both of you get out of the way!" " Look at me! "I saw her pick up the mosquito killer and spray it at the mosquito.

It really works. This time, my mother's pride can be regarded as the ultimate! My father and I admire it! Hey! It is not easy to catch mosquitoes.

2. Quickly ask for a narrative with the topic of "not easy". It's a beautiful day today. It rains in March in Furong City. Spring is not in full bloom yet. Sitting in the car, there are scattered villages outside the window, and it is drizzling. Grandma's house is coming soon. The road is a little slippery, and my father told me to be careful. But how can I see the road? Can I be unhappy when I go to my grandmother's house for the first time? Crossing a path that only allows one person to pass, I stepped on the steps of the green flag. An old black wooden door was open. I knew it was it. I excitedly crossed the threshold and saw grandma picking vegetables in the yard, so I rushed over. I am as happy as a rabbit. "Grandma, let me help you." "Well, then be careful, good granddaughter." After lunch, I came to the backyard. This is a lake. The lake is as clear as a girl's eyes, rippling everywhere, and the pebbles at the bottom of the lake are different in shape, colorful and picturesque. Red fish are wandering in the lake; You don't move, you are far away, and you seem to be very happy with me. Is this the middle of the photo? This Wang Lake seems to be a clear spring, which washes away the boredom and anxiety in my heart, as if I were in a valley and only saw this Wang Lake in front of me. "Is it beautiful?" Grandma's kind words came from behind. "Come, take you to a place." I caught up with my grandmother without hesitation. I looked around and jumped up and down. I want to play with everything I see, but I don't see what I see. A garden. Vegetables suck the sunshine in the sun, bathe in the breeze and enjoy the beautiful gift of nature. The dark green grass danced in the spring breeze, dancing a beautiful waltz, and didn't see the peach blossom that was about to bloom next to it. The grass will dance with the wind, and it will dance its most beautiful side to the world. There is also a vine in the garden, its stem is tightly wound on the flower stand, and the green leaves with large palms grow luxuriantly. Although there are no purple grapes, the green leaves are duty-bound to stretch. This small garden is so full of vitality that my heart is surging and my spirit is flying. At dusk, the moon pulls up the dark curtains and plays a lullaby at midnight. I recalled the experience of this day and fell asleep with a smile. Today is really good.

In the new office, there are many colors of lights. It seems that turning on more lights has little contribution to "light pollution".

On the wall, there is a banner "four places"-honest, dedicated and dedicated to the public ... Lao Li leans on the soft swivel chair, and he doesn't seem guilty about the layout of the new office. The function of the swivel chair is not wasted. He turned half a circle and faced the window.

The city outside the window, tree-lined, straight, seems to have an eternal trend. People are people. Looking at something similar to yourself, you will learn to associate: isn't the building outside the window built bit by bit? The higher the building, the more houses you live in, which is convenient for everyone! It is not easy.

What about me? Lao Li took a sip of Biluochun from his secretary. The tea leaves swam up and down and finally sank to the bottom of the cup.

The cup reflected Lao Li's melancholy smile. My idea took off.

I left politics at the age of 20. Hey, this way.

After working as a deputy section chief for several years, he gets angry when he thinks about it. Wang Min, that bastard. Eating mine doesn't count, but it doesn't adjust me Fortunately, I "jumped ship" in time and found a new backer. Otherwise, at some point, that bastard is still drinking the Maotai I gave him! Yellow bureau is not a good thing either. Probably the "big official" who ate my savings for several years. Is it easy for me? Thinking of this, Lao Li sneered, fortunately, I pay attention to "accumulation", and the small ones don't go, and the big ones don't come! Imagine that my wife is a senior white-collar worker and my son is in the best middle school in this city. All this is not the result of my "spare no effort to soil, rivers and seas do not choose trickle".

Can there be "running water" without opening canals? Lao Li sighed, maybe he really felt that he was not easy! Just say the old man didn't buy my account yesterday. The older ginger gets, the hotter it gets. I am "poor" for this promotion! Hey, it's so hard to be an official! Lao Li took a gulp of tea, which was a little bitter in his mouth. Suddenly, he thought of something.

"Zi" swivel chair turned half a circle again. In front of the desk, Lao Li typed a few numbers neatly. "Hey, xiao zhang, what you said last time, I'll make a decision for you now. You come at noon. You know the rules. I can't ask for help either! ..... "In the office, the lights are still colorful, which seems to make Lao Li's" road to seeking an official "easier. Why, this light seems to be like his master-well, it's not easy.

4. it is not easy to do xx. 800 is a novel topic, and the material is not always at the end of the city. There are no bustling markets and shiny neon lights. At the end of the city, there are only weather-beaten dilapidated shanty towns; At the end of the city, there are a group of people like them.

What should I call them? Children of migrant workers? Farmers' children? Or the second generation of migrant workers? No, I don't want to call them by these cold names. I want to call them with their simple baby names, hold their hands and approach their lives ... they grew up in the green mountains and green waters of their hometown, and their pure souls held their heads high in the fields. In the wind of Shan Ye, they are running and dreaming.

The wind blew into the city from the fields. For their livelihood and future, they followed their parents to the city and took root at the end of the city. So I got used to the eyes of green mountains and green waters, and came into contact with tall buildings and traffic for the first time.

They don't know how to cross the six-lane road, and their little hands can't tell the floors of the office building. Prosperous modern civilization has never brought them any happiness, but this time, it has left a deep imprint on their hearts.

They took up their schoolbags and carefully integrated into city life. But in the strange eyes of "city people", I understood the difference between hukou and temporary residence permit for the first time.

Are the treasures in parents' hearts! But prematurely assumed the burden that does not belong to this era. When they come home from school, they cook a simple dinner, and their parents are still working at the construction site or the food market; Wake up in the middle of the night, the starry sky in the city is not as bright as my tearful hometown; Make a wish quietly, hoping that their children's primary school of migrant workers will not close down tomorrow because they can't pay the electricity bill ... but I saw their growth in their growing bodies.

I remember a reporter asked a child in a school for migrant children if he would go back to his hometown after graduation. The little girl said without hesitation: Of course, he must go back! At that moment, I almost cried for their growth. I remember their childish declaration on the Spring Festival Evening that year: "Our school is small, but its grades are not bad", "We don't compare with children in the city" and "Beijing's 2008 is also our 2008!" They gradually matured, bid farewell to yesterday's shyness and began to welcome a new day.

Although, they are still worried about small tuition fees; Although, the school still can't afford to pay the utilities; Although, there are still many imperfect systems ... although there are many "although", only one "but" is enough. Many eyes have turned to them, and they are thriving. The sun rises from the horizon, illuminating the end of the city and their lives.

They will eventually become us. Thinking about the road, there is only Ruan Ji wandering in front of me.

It's him, driving an old ox cart and carrying a can of wine, driving to the suburbs alone. On the side of the road, he turned a blind eye to the strange flowers and plants and the strange peaks and rocks, and threw a white eye.

Above, lonely flying geese are bleating sadly. At this point, the ox cart stopped, and the old cow turned around as if to say, "Where should I go without a road?" He had no choice but to answer, "Where is the road? How should I know? " Say, take a ladle to lift the turbid wine, drink it, shout again, take a big bowl again, and finally return to the original road with bitter tears.

This so-called, Ruan Ji is rampant, and crying to the end has no effect. There's just no road. Why are you crying? He is not crying about the poor road in front of him, but the poor road in life.

On this road, E5A48DE 588B6E79FA5E981933133534162 hangs over the shadow of Sima Group in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. How many tears have been shed along the way! For the sake of loving mother, loving mother died, and he cried bitterly, although he vomited several liters of blood; Ji Kang was beheaded for his good friend and justice. At first, he was silent. Before the execution, Ji Kang played the unprecedented Guangling San, so he had to cry and send his friends away with tears. As a strange military girl, the girl was beautiful and talented, and died before she got married. He rushed to the mourning hall rashly and bid farewell to a beautiful life with tears in his eyes. This road is full of tears.

Tears flowed out, and there was only silence on the road, which was a bit scary. When the celebrity Pei Kai visited, he only gave him a black eye.

Pei Kai understood that Ruan Ji's life had already gone beyond the scope of propriety and righteousness, and he was still within the scope of propriety and righteousness, so Pei Kai had no choice but to bow to Ruan Ji three times according to the number of proprieties and righteousness, and then left. Yes, Ruan Ji's relatives, traveling companions, and those beautiful lives on the road of life have all disappeared.

He can only put on the cloak of silence to resist the cold wind, the cold wind from this world. Then, a person walks to the end of his own road.

This road is hard for us to appreciate, and can only be described as "rampant". It is a stranger who is far away from the hubbub and the world. The world looked at him coldly and watched him perform alone on the road.

However, how do we know how many tears and bitterness this performance contains! On the road behind him, secular accusations and suspicions are left behind ... If time can go back, I hope to get on his ox cart and run to the suburbs with him. While still in the weeds, I jumped down and pulled weeds for him, pulling weeds for all the weeds in his path.

Then, hit the cow on the back and let the cow carry him on the road. And I, on this road, will look at his figure, face the sunset, and sincerely bend 90 degrees.

For him, and for this road. When my grandfather died, my grandmother talked with him in a low voice all night, or looked at him as if time had stood still.

When I was a child, I liked to go to my grandfather's house. Grandpa knows many interesting things, and grandma is a superb cook.

Every time I listen to Grandpa happily finish a paragraph, Grandpa and grandchildren are hungry. So grandpa crept into the kitchen, grabbed some freshly fried chicken chops while grandma was away, and came back to share them with me like a child.

Several times, my grandfather was "stolen" by my grandmother and had to be beaten by my grandmother. Then we obediently set the table for dinner. At that time, I was really happy.

Sometimes it takes grandma a long time to buy food. Grandpa was so anxious that he couldn't sit still and looked out of the window, hoping to see grandma.

However, when I learned that my grandmother had come to Wan Li not far to buy our favorite authentic beef, my grandfather smiled again. However, later, grandpa went to another world that he could never touch again.

The first time I didn't eat grandpa's meal, I ate it in a hotel. Grandma came, but she was not very happy. Grandpa's tableware was short of everyone, but when the waiter brought one.

5. Write a 650-word composition "This is actually not easy". Nanjing Jinling Middle School, Hai 'an Middle School Senior Three Chinese Simulation Exam Composition: The topic is "It's really not easy".

It is not easy.

In the new office, there are many colors of lights. It seems that turning on more lights has little contribution to "light pollution". On the wall, there is a banner "four places"-honest, dedicated and dedicated to the public ... Lao Li leans on the soft swivel chair, and he doesn't seem guilty about the layout of the new office.

The function of the swivel chair is not wasted. He turned half a circle and faced the window.

The city outside the window, tree-lined, straight, seems to have an eternal trend. People are people. Looking at something similar to yourself, you will learn to associate: isn't the building outside the window built bit by bit? The higher the building, the more houses you live in, which is convenient for everyone! It is not easy.

What about me? Lao Li took a sip of Biluochun from his secretary. The tea leaves swam up and down and finally sank to the bottom of the cup. The cup reflected Lao Li's melancholy smile. My idea took off.

I left politics at the age of 20. Hey, this way. After working as a deputy section chief for several years, he gets angry when he thinks about it. Wang Min, that bastard. Eating mine doesn't count, but it doesn't adjust me Fortunately, I "jumped ship" in time and found a new backer. Otherwise, at some point, that bastard is still drinking the Maotai I gave him!

Yellow bureau is not a good thing either. Probably the "big official" who ate my savings for several years. Is it easy for me? Thinking of this, Lao Li sneered, fortunately, I pay attention to "accumulation", and the small ones don't go, and the big ones don't come! Imagine that my wife is a senior white-collar worker and my son is in the best middle school in this city. All this is not the result of my "spare no effort to soil, rivers and seas do not choose trickle". Can there be "running water" without opening canals?

Lao Li sighed, maybe he really felt that he was not easy!

Just say the old man didn't buy my account yesterday. The older ginger gets, the hotter it gets. I am "poor" for this promotion! Hey, it's so hard to be an official! Lao Li took a gulp of tea, which was a little bitter in his mouth. Suddenly, he thought of something.

"Zi" swivel chair turned half a circle again. In front of the desk, Lao Li typed a few numbers neatly. "Hey, xiao zhang, what you said last time, I'll make a decision for you now. You come at noon. You know the rules. I can't ask for help either! ……"

In the office, the lights are still colorful, which seems to make Lao Li's "road to seeking an official" easier. Why, this light seems to be the same as his master-oh, it's not easy!

In the form of short stories, a brief comment shows the helplessness of officialdom villains and their reflection on "human nature". Criticism and sympathy are intertwined, lamenting its misfortune and angering it. The structure is complete and the deduction is strict, and it is planned to score 68 points.

Teacher Wang Dongsheng said in the textbook "Writing": There are three kinds of emotions that can move people most, and one of them is abnormal emotions. This article is a good example. Abnormal, such as the reverse of a positive character and the positive of a negative character; The backwardness of positive people, the positive side of backward people. People are complex people, not flat, but round. Good people have shortcomings, and bad people have advantages. Good people can really move people by doing good deeds, while bad people may be more able to reveal the psychological fluctuations of bad people and move people more! Pay more attention to this, and there will be bright spots in the selection of materials! You can write "familiar stranger"-familiarity is because of "often" and strangeness is because of "anti".

6. Composition: "Not easy" It is not easy to catch mosquitoes;

During the spring break, some "uninvited guests" came to my house, and there were many red tattoos on my body from time to time. This is not the "master vampire"-the "excellent masterpiece" of mosquitoes.

Mosquitoes are distributed in every corner of my home, ready to contribute all their strength to "delicious". These mosquitoes are really annoying! One minute they were under my arm, and the next minute they were flying around in front of my eyes, as if playing hide-and-seek with me. That buzzing sound is annoying. I really hope that all mosquitoes in the world will die from this moment on!

However, my curse is not supported by heaven at all, and mosquitoes are still at large in my house. No way, our family can only come to a "human mosquito competition". I put the paper with delicious food on the table and took some napkins. Dad has prepared a mosquito swatter, while mom is holding a bottle of mosquito killer, ready to fight at any time.

The game started and my eyes suddenly focused on the window. Hey, there are really two mosquitoes whispering here! Ha, mosquito, mosquito, I'm afraid this is the last conversation between you and your partner! See if I don't crush you to a pulp! Now, I want revenge! So, I gently walked to the front of the glass window and slammed at the mosquito. This time, I am very happy to catch mosquitoes, and I am going to appreciate my masterpiece. But when I opened my napkin, I was startled. There is nothing on the paper, just like when I first brought it! Mosquitoes have slipped away. Alas! It is not easy to catch those "troublemakers"!

Look at dad, he is a mess, too. None of them have made a funny move since ancient times, which made my mother and I laugh. I saw my father walking barefoot and slowly approaching the TV. There was a mosquito on the TV screen. Dad made a 360-degree turn, and suddenly, "pa", dad is really a dad. Although the mosquito didn't hit him, he was also disabled-he hit the mosquito's wing! But left an ugly scar on the screen.

Mom looked at it, really angry and funny, and confidently said, "both of you get out of the way!" " Look at me! "I saw her pick up the mosquito killer and spray it at the mosquito. It really works. This time, my mother's pride can be regarded as the ultimate! My father and I admire it!

Hey! It is not easy to catch mosquitoes!

7. Junior high school semi-proposition composition "Eyes, bite your teeth and make no noise. I felt dizzy at first after smoking. After a while, the nurse asked me if I was okay. I shook my head and smiled weakly. The girl seems to have escaped safely.

Finally, her parents came to ask for our contact information. I politely refused and told them: Don't let the children walk alone in the future. I looked at them, smiled at them, said goodbye and chatted with my companions.

I left. Although I know they may never see each other again in this life, I sincerely wish them happiness. Even if they were other people, I believe he would do the same, and selfless dedication is unnecessary.

There's a reason. My flowers bloom for you, and others' flowers will bloom for me. This is an eternal theorem. We should learn to give, learn patience, learn selflessness ... and make the world wonderful because of us! My flowers

Open it for you, bless you gently, dry your tears, and we will be happy together.

8. What is really not easy? A composition of 450 to 500 words, it is really not easy to write a composition of 500 words. From the third grade, Chinese has another assignment-composition.

This composition is really difficult to finish. No, I was stumped by an essay "Unforgettable Things". As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning.

It is also used to compose music. A beginning made me think for ten minutes before I struggled to write a barely passing one.

The beginning of the composition is really difficult! After writing the beginning, there should be a headache in the middle. The content in the middle can't be a running account, but it has to be unforgettable.

Hey, why so many demands? However, complaints are complaints, and the tasks assigned by the teacher are still to be completed. So I thought hard for another fifteen minutes, and then I suppressed a long paragraph of nature.

The simplest thing is the ending. It only takes one or two sentences to get it done.

So I quickly wrote the ending. "I finally wrote the manuscript!" I cried happily. "Next, just modify it for my dad and copy it down!" " I showed my father the draft composition.

I saw my father's expression and thought, it's over. Absolutely not. Sure enough, after several revisions, my father said to me seriously: "Take this one and rewrite it. It's too bad. I can't bear to revise it!" I had to head down and go back to my room to copy another article.

I revised the revised draft for my father again. Much faster this time. It was revised in less than three minutes, so I quickly copied it. After copying the composition, I was so tired that I lay in bed and said to myself, "It's not easy to write a composition. I must learn the skills of writing in the future, and don't regard writing as a very difficult thing. "

9. What's not easy It's not easy to buy food.

One night in the summer vacation, I thought I should use this holiday to help my mother share some housework. Starting from tomorrow, I will help my mother buy food first.

Speaking of buying vegetables, I think: isn't it just buying a few dishes? So simple! My mother seemed to know what I was thinking, so she said to me, "Don't be too proud. Buying food is not as simple as you think. There is a hidden university question! " "

The next morning, my mother gave me fifty dollars. After I received the money, I suddenly came to the door of the vegetable market like stepping on hot wheels in Nezha. As soon as I entered the vegetable market, I saw many uncles and aunts selling vegetables. I used to see people selling meat, vegetables, seafood and fruits ... everything. In the vegetable market, the shouts of uncles and aunts selling vegetables can be seen everywhere, which is very lively.

I came to the vegetable stall for the first time. The shopkeeper saw that I was a child and said enthusiastically, "What do you want, little friend?" I learned the tone of an adult and said, "I want to buy bitter gourd, something fresh." The shopkeeper smiled, then took some particularly fresh bitter melons and asked, "How much is a catty of bitter melons, 3.5 yuan, little friend?" "I ... I want three." I thought about it and answered it. The shopkeeper weighed it and said, "A 5 yuan." I gave her 50 yuan, and the shopkeeper told me it was counterfeit. I was shocked, and then she said, "Ha ha! I was just joking with you. Here! Your change. " I took money and bitter gourd. I'm sorry I have to go.

Then, I went to the place where tofu was sold and said to the shopkeeper, "Uncle, I want to buy tofu from 25 yuan." "Ha ha!" The shopkeeper said, "25 yuan can buy 50 pieces of tofu. Can you eat? " My face turned red at once and I said shyly, "Then I want 5 yuan!" " Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately put ten pieces of tofu into a plastic bag. I paid the money and went home with tofu.

On the way home, I recalled the joke I had just played and thought: it's not that easy to buy food!