Junior two composition

In the usual study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is the composition of 10 Grade 2 for you, I hope it will help you.

1 Parents go out to work and grandparents take care of us. Although our family is poor, we are happy.

My grandmother is very old. She loves me so much. She loves me very much. My grandmother has kind eyes and a kind heart. My grandmother is the best person in the world.

Grandma will buy me anything I want, but once, I wanted a computer and I really had no money at home. I have no choice. I don't want to be embarrassed in front of my classmates. I am a self-respecting person. I shouted, I don't care, I just want. Grandma can't help it. I really don't have that much money at home. Eating at home is only a few thousand dollars. Ask your father to send it home in two months.

I'm still lying in the hospital. What if something happens to grandma? I really regret that I wanted a computer and ran away from home. My grandmother loves me so much, but I do this to my grandmother. I slapped me hard. I went to the hospital to see my grandmother. I found that my grandmother is getting older and older, and I can't stay with me for too long. I should cherish the present. I want to be a sensible boy and not make grandma angry. My grandmother is in a coma, reading my name. Suddenly, my tears came out.

After entering junior high school, I changed.

The sun sets and rises again; When the moon is short, there must be reunion; The stars are dark and sometimes bright. And when will time go back?

In a blink of an eye, I have become a tiny grain of sand in this talented junior high school. Junior high school life honed me bit by bit, and I changed from smooth pebbles to angular stones. I've changed-

I have changed and become independent.

I have always been the moon at home since I was a child, but it is precisely because of this family environment that I have developed a lazy character: I can't do housework and I just study all day. As for my food, clothing, housing and transportation, my parents are bored.

After entering junior high school, I decided to "start from scratch". I won't just study. I use my spare time to tidy my room and help with housework. Sometimes it helps, but at least I got out of my childhood.

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I've changed. I'm not enterprising.

In primary school, academic performance increased step by step. Although I sometimes fail the exam because of recklessness, I always continue to study hard and never feel at a loss. I have been trying to be a "leader" in learning and climb up step by step. ...

When I entered junior high school, I felt one "murderous look" after another, which made me feel overwhelmed. I originally wanted to excel in junior high school, but I was defeated by this invisible force. I became inactive.

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Entering junior high school, the ignorance of primary school has gone away, replaced by a rather rational thinking. We don't cheer for a little red flower, and we don't shout for a little thing ... At the moment of entering the first grade, all kinds of innocence and childishness have been expelled and replaced by mature breath.

After entering junior high school, I changed.

Composition 3 of the second day of junior high school is far away, an infinitely distant but infinitely close place; Distant place, a mysterious and infinite place; Far away, a beautiful, great, but infinitely difficult place, this is far away.

In fact, isn't this distant place our dream? Far away, just around the corner, happy, great and difficult-this is also life. Many people have their own distance, but they are afraid to walk. Why? Because they are afraid of losing it. Actually, why be afraid? Your distance is yours, and others can't take it away anyway unless you give up first. Even if you can't find it at the moment, you can re-plan the route and continue looking! If you find it successfully, don't be complacent. This distance is only a long way for you, not necessarily for the people who walk in front of you-they may think it's a piece of cake. So you have to start from here on the basis of the distance under your feet and reach higher and farther places. So, you have to ask, what should I do when I get to the top? If so, I want to tell you that there is never the highest and farthest place in the world-you can only reach a slightly higher level if you realize a certain truth.

Far away, an unknown world, there are countless difficulties along the way, but there are also warmth and happiness. Like my good "friend" Xiao Sa, Xiao Sa, who was just a stray dog, joined a group of cyclists immediately after meeting them. Along the way, Xiao Sa not only didn't give them trouble, but helped them a lot. Although Xiao Sa sometimes plays a little temper, it also brings a lot of happiness to people. For people, this is just a small matter, but for a puppy like Xiao Sa, it is of great significance. This is an extraordinary friendship, a yearning for dreams and happiness!

Therefore, when you are still hesitant to join the ranks of running away, you should act decisively, pack your bags and embark on the road to the distance. While enjoying the scenery along the way, we should go to a new distant place with like-minded people!

It's only a week since I left school.

I am getting more and more excited.

When school starts, I can leave this home, but I can't get rid of this dangerous place. The reason why it is dangerous here is because my family lives far away from the urban area, and there are many vehicles and trucks on the only way. The road is not wide, but it is crowded with all kinds of trucks. The road is not very smooth, but the big driver can fly like a highway.

I am afraid that I will die in that place, but I have no choice but to go to school by my father's motorcycle.

The bus is not a line bus. Sometimes it runs, sometimes it doesn't run, and sometimes it runs every half hour. If you are unlucky, the bus will be taken away by a tour group or a private person. It may take an hour or so before a bus full of people comes unsteadily. Not to mention taxis. In this sparsely populated place, it is difficult to take a taxi here. Calling Didi to take a taxi may not find the place that is not marked on this map. There is no subway here. ...

general idea ...

The fragility and brevity of life.

The fifth article of the second grade composition "Tick-tock, tick-tock!" Who is composing this beautiful movement? With curiosity, I carefully opened the goose yellow curtain. Ah, it's raining! The sound of rain is really nice, as clear as ringing a wind chime. Rain, can't wait to throw into the embrace of the earth father-in-law, and dance with the earth father-in-law. Rain falls on the ground, like a blooming flower, like a jumping naughty doll.

"Bang, bang!" I was fascinated by it. I don't know when it began to rain heavily, like a broken pearl falling from the sky. The particles get bigger, but it doesn't hurt at all to hit people. The sound of rain is like passionate piano music.

"Hua, Hua!" It's raining harder and harder, like a basin full of clear water, and it all pours down in an instant. The scenery outside the window has also become blurred, and only the outline can be seen vaguely. Gradually, the rain elf was tired and had to rest. Rain comes and goes quickly. Father Sun is at work again.

I put on my shoes and skipped out of the house: go and visit my special friend! Hello, Dashu! Did the rain just wash you clean? Are you refreshed now? Hello, grass! Why do you keep your head down? Did someone make you angry? Hello, Xiaohua! Have you ever cried? Why else would you have tears on your face? Hello, Stone! Where's the moss on you? Did someone take it away? Hello, Earth! You are covered in puddles. You must have drunk enough water, right? Hello, blue sky; Hello Baiyun; Hello, Sun; Hello, Highway … These are my friends, my unique friends!

I like rainy days!

Respecting others is a noble virtue and an external expression of one's inner cultivation. Respect is the expression of a person's lifelong cultivation and self-connotation, and it is also a quality that a person must possess. In short, respect is a virtue. It embodies a person's cultural accomplishment and moral accomplishment. At the same time, it also reflects the cultural background of a nation. Respect is a virtue. No matter in study, work or life, we should consciously practice respect for classmates, teachers, leaders, colleagues, neighbors, friends and even family members, because everyone wants to be respected by others.

Just say that you are in Kan Kan and don't give each other a chance to get in a word; When listening to others pour out their worries, look around, look around, and be absent-minded; Be disgusted with those who give their opinions, be impolite, uncivilized or even rude to those who criticize themselves, and so on. This is all uncivilized behavior that does not respect others.

Of course, in our daily study, work and life, it is inevitable that the other party will do something that hurts you intentionally or unintentionally. In this case, do you deal with a man as he deals with you? Or forgive each other with a tolerant attitude? If you can think about this problem from another angle and treat it with generosity and broad mind that others can't reach, then your image will be tall, and your tolerance and generosity will make your personality reflect more noble light. In this way, you will gain more respect, and they will certainly repay you more in your future study, work and life.

Your respect for others is not only respect for others but also respect for yourself, because respect will also make others respect you. Learn to respect each other among classmates, colleagues, neighbors, teachers and students, and between superiors and subordinates, that is, husband and wife should also respect each other. The closer you are, the less you can speak freely, because the closer you are, the more vulnerable you are. A leader's respect for his subordinates will show the level of leadership. Leaders, especially the main leaders of a unit, are at the level of cold top. You speak kindly to your subordinates, don't embarrass them in public, care and understand their difficulties in work and life, which will make them feel comfortable, make them work hard and win their respect for their leaders.

Therefore, everyone is eager to get respect from others, but only when you respect others first can you win respect. As the saying goes, people who send flowers are surrounded by flowers, and people who plant thorns are surrounded by thorns. Let each of us respect others first! Because respecting others means respecting yourself!

Nowadays, many people don't know the pain of others, but they still think it's not good for him to do so.

My deskmate is the representative of English class, mainly responsible for English homework and recitation in our class. She is very busy all day, busy collecting everyone's English homework and supervising recitation. There is also a class representative who is more relaxed than her and can't manage so many things. Every day after school, the team members go to the group leader to recite, and the group leader recites in the class representative office.

My deskmate is very strict, so I can only make a mistake once. If not, I'll recite it again. However, another class represents water. If I am an acquaintance, I will go through the customs directly. If you are not particularly familiar, you will probably recite a few words, because the representatives of another class also want to play and don't want to listen to them recite. Over time, everyone is willing to find another class representative to recite, and he also said that my deskmate is too harsh.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, as a class representative, why should you complete the task assigned by the teacher so naturally? My deskmate works hard and is responsible, but she is not popular with everyone. Doesn't she want to arrange her own time and play by herself? But as a representative of English class, she must obey the rules, but now people can't see it. What benefits can she get from being so responsible and working so hard?

Sometimes hard work is really thankless. That's what society is like. What should we do?

There is a distance between my mother and me.

This distance can be very close sometimes. I don't remember when. About a few years ago, my mother and I were still very close. After school, my mother came to take me home. When I was young, I was always excited, sad or excited to tell her the truth. Things are so trivial that "I lost a pen today" and "I chatted with someone". But my mother always listens quietly with a gentle face and never shows impatience with my trifles. When I grow up again, I can go home by myself. Every time I enter the house, I give my mother a hug as usual. At that time, I always liked to bury my head in my mother's arms and listen carefully to the heartbeat of two people mixed together: thump, thump. Big heart, small heart, how close they were at that moment! At that time, I was intoxicated by my mother's caress and felt the unspeakable affection between mother and daughter.

However, this distance is sometimes too far away. As I grow older, I gradually can't accept my mother's excessive love. Every time I come home from school, I accept that habit of hugging. I don't know from that day on, I slowly resisted. My mother holds me in her arms, and I will become stiff unconsciously. When my mother caresses my back, I will also get rid of it habitually. At that time, I began to feel inexplicable panic listening to two kinds of messy but completely different heartbeats. I don't know when I started writing my thoughts in my diary. I never tell my mother "What did I lose today" or "What did I do today". Every time I take out my diary, I always seem to catch a glimpse of my mother's deep loss and helplessness in her eyes. Once upon a time, the distance between mother and daughter has been getting farther and farther.

Now, the once zero-distance affection seems to have gradually faded out of my life. When I go out early in the morning, my mother always looks at my distant back at the window, and sometimes I look back. As the footsteps go away, the distance between me and my home is getting farther and farther. My mother and I can only watch each other's figure getting smaller and smaller in each other's eyes, gradually shrinking into a small black spot and disappearing on the horizon. Occasionally, a panic attacks my heart. The distance between my mother and me will not gradually widen, and then gradually alienate, will it? I'm always scared.

One day, when I look back, I will never find my mother again. My mother will fade out of my life one day. This knowledge scares me. If that day really comes, I will be the only one in the future, on the road of life. I can never find the distance between mother and daughter, there is no one behind me, and I can never find a heart that is zero distance from my mother. How terrible it will be!

In a society where human feelings are gradually indifferent and the distance between people is gradually distant, what is missing in a city that shortens the physical distance but lengthens the spiritual distance? This kind of affection is the shortest distance between people. I am always busy with my study and life, but I have no time to understand what is really important in life. Perhaps, this emotion has been buried with the passage of time. Or maybe, it was always there, but no one found it. In fact, the distance between mother and daughter and between people can be very short, because I have never found it, so I missed too much and lost too much.

In fact, the distance between my mother and me can be very short!

Birds have nests, ants have nests, and people have homes. I love my home. ...

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Home reward 100 points.

I am a stubborn child, I can do what I promised, and then I became a means of "blackmailing" my family. Of course, they will always like my blackmail.

In the second grade of primary school, seven aunts and eight aunts twisted into a rope to fool me. If I get a hundred points in math and Chinese in the final exam and promise everything, I will fly into space. As soon as I heard it, I jumped two feet high. That kind of satisfaction and the taste of being loved is the cool boy! Yes, if you are loved, you have to reach out your hands and think, look at me. Who knows that I had a strange dream that day, dreaming that I was sTanding on the dragon ta. I really feel the pleasure of "picking stars with my hands". I reached out and touched the clouds, and I invited them to dance. "ouch, it hurts." I opened my eyes and saw myself lying on the ground ... I never dreamed of taking my wife Zhang Ao with me. People call you "proud". Gee, you should show your true skills, dare to attempt to occupy the world, and be as famous as Einstein. I study hard in class, steal to study at home, and sometimes steal to study under the covers with a flashlight, which makes me sweat profusely. I am afraid that my parents will feel distressed, so I stick my head out and take a breath happily and go back to study. People are most afraid of losing their dreams. I don't want to make money, but to make the future. Didn't Zhu Yuanzhang become emperor at the beginning? Who can cry in the mother's belly is valuable? If my parents give me a name, I will build my own brand. The final exam is over. My grades used to be hung with red lanterns. Now I'm sitting in a helicopter, rising straight. Not only played a double hundred, but also ranked among the best in the year group. Yes, anything is possible as long as you dare to dream. You see, just like celebrating the founding of the People's Republic of China, my family set up two tables in the hotel, and I successfully realized my wish to go to Long Ta. Home is my paradise, and I will always love my home, forever. ...

Home is your encouragement when you fail.

Mom and dad often say: "failure is the patent of young people, because we are still young, but we should learn from it and encourage me to develop in an all-round way." This reminds me of my fourth grade English speech contest. After my mother accompanied me to the competition, I looked at the speech nervously for the first time, reciting it over and over again, interspersed with certain gestures, and waited anxiously. Finally, it was my turn. I stepped onto the platform, feeling like a rabbit in my heart, jumping out of control, so nervous that the air seemed to freeze. Coupled with the dark crowd, I am a strict examiner. As you can imagine, I lost the election. When I got home, I collapsed on the sofa like a deflated ball. Two lines of hot things flow by. My father said to me: "On success or failure, life is heroic, and it is a big deal to start all over again." Hearing this, I smiled sloped. Grandpa said, "If you can go to Taiwan Province, you are a hero!" Grandma said, "Next time my grandson goes, I'll ask a group of grandmothers to help you out ..." Hearing this, my heart is warm, and it feels like dawn, with jelly-like tenderness. Without their support, I can't live ... my hands are clenched into fists. Next time, next time ... the first one is mine! Home is my paradise, and I love my home forever, forever ... "

Home is a place where you are spoiled and lazy to be an "emperor".

Grandpa plays chess very well and every village in Shili is famous. So whenever I play chess with my grandfather, I have to come up with unique skills-stealing, cheating and moving. So I always like to cheat, steal pieces and move pieces when grandpa skates. This is my usual "style". Although some of my tricks can still get away with it, grandpa is always a shoo-in. Grandpa beat me. He put his hand on his head and combed his hair back and forth. He is still angry with me: "Haha, the winning general belongs to me, and the bean sprouts are still tender." So I strengthened my determination to beat grandpa, practiced hard, stole art and learned chess. Now it's not a problem for me to beat grandpa at chess. The happiest thing to see grandpa is to let me keep hitting him. Home is my paradise, and I love my home forever. ...

I want to shout to the whole world: I love my family, because home is unparalleled anywhere, with endless joy and happiness. ...

It is a big deal for children to start to understand at 10. When I was a child, I was a little boy who was not sensible. This is typical.

I went to the kindergarten today, in the East Yard of the Forbidden City in Beijing. Later, my mother said: When Yi Shu was a child, she went to kindergarten completely as a formality, and she was stupefied all day. Finally, when he graduated, the kindergarten was embarrassed to issue him a certificate of completion, which means he was the last one.

The same is true of primary schools. At that time, in order to hide our true identity from the Japanese, we all changed our names and took our mother's surname. I changed my name to Hu Xiaoyi. One day, the teacher handed out papers and sang several songs according to the students' own names. Read me a "Hu Xiaotu", the whole class burst into laughter at once, and the teacher himself laughed wildly. When I wrote "Yi", I forgot to go to the bottom and called myself "Little Rabbit".

When I was in Beiping, I studied in Fuchengmen Fusuijing Primary School in Xicheng District. In the third grade, my mother sneaked out of Beiping with our three children and began to flee. The destination is Chongqing, which is September of 1943. After more than two months' trekking, we arrived in Beibei, Chongqing, and reunited with our father Lao She. My father has just had his cecum cut, and his body has not recovered, so he can't keep it. So he entrusted two friends named Xiao who lived together, one named Xiao Boqing and the other named Xiao Yiwu, to go to the primary school to contact us about enrollment. I am in the third grade and my sister is in the first grade.

After I entered the school, I was still stupid, and I got poor grades in every exam. My father nicknamed me "silly boy", thinking that everything was all right and there was no need to worry. He often observes me carefully and finds many interesting and lovely details in my daily behavior, and tells them to his friends in detail. In this way, in the fourth grade, my ranking actually moved forward bit by bit, and I entered the top few and became the monitor. At that time, there was already a student union in the school, and student autonomy was implemented, as was the case in primary schools. One to two, I actually became the president of the student union of the whole school, and I was elected. My father thinks all this is very interesting. He bought a duck and taught me to give it to the class teacher. He solemnly wrote a note that read "Give me a fat duck" and signed his name. He may think this school has a good atmosphere, natural and lively, and the silly boy has also become the president of the student union.

Our students will make some rules by themselves, such as not being late for class, cleaning the classroom by turns every day, cleaning regularly and so on. Violators should be punished. Once, I broke the rules myself and got into trouble. Beibei has a famous natural museum, especially famous for its colorful biological specimens.

There is a scientist named Shi Bonan, who is a fish scientist. He is a graduate of Beijing Normal University and an old classmate of his mother. Because he is single, he often comes to my house and loves children very much. One day, he kindly invited us children to his house, saying that he would cook for us and show us his various specimens. It took a lot of time to eat this, and I was late for school at noon. According to our own rules, we should be punished for being late. I can't help it After class, I knelt in front of the blackboard and showed it to the public. Not long, just three or five minutes. I lost face. This is called reaping the consequences. Almost all the students in the school have come to "visit".

Letting nature take its course is probably the core of the father's view on children's education. Contrary to this view, it is "pulling out seedlings to encourage" and imposing the will of adults on children. In fact, no matter how stupid children are, they also have their own hobbies and specialties, which is almost natural. Let nature take its course is to follow these innate strengths and hobbies, not to violate them, and let nature take its course. Because it's interesting, children will concentrate on doing it themselves and get the results as easy as blowing off dust.

On one occasion, a large commemorative meeting was held in Chongqing to celebrate Mr. Lao She's 45th birthday and 20th anniversary of his creation. He brought back a large commemorative album from Chongqing, which was full of inscriptions and paintings made for him by his friends as writers and painters. On a sudden whim, he asked me to draw a page of chicken on it in public, and let an 8-year-old child stand side by side with those great writers and painters. This was unexpected by my mother and all the guests present. They were very surprised.

Similarly, my father taught me to collect stamps and play mahjong, which is the kind that has been repeated many times. It's complicated. I play cards with my brain, but I don't gamble. He often takes me to ordinary people's teahouses and sits for an afternoon. He also took me to meet his friends. When Mr. Feng Zikai came to Beibei, my father took me to a particularly dark room on the hillside to see him. In the summer evening, when my father enjoys the cool air, he tells American novels to our family. Probably, he reads English during the day and tells us in his own way at night.

In this way, I gradually began to understand under my father's education. After graduating from primary school, I was admitted to Chongqing Nankai Middle School.