Zhou Ji's composition

No matter in school or in society, everyone must have been exposed to composition. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following are nine novels I have carefully arranged for reference only. Let's have a look.

Weekly composition 1 Do you want to know where I will go during the winter vacation? Tell you what! Is to go to the park.

One morning, my mother and I got everything ready in a hurry and arrived soon by electric car. But there was water at the entrance, so we had to bypass the gate and go in by the side. Many people were playing in the park when we arrived. I think there must be a very interesting game.

So my mother and I played a handful of Rapids. At first, it was slowly advancing, and then it got on a bridge. When I went down, it was faster than a rocket. My heart was beating so fast, and then it was over. My clothes are all wet. This is really a wonderful game. My mother and I watched the scenery of the park again. These flowers are very beautiful and colorful, and my heart is full of joy.

This is really a happy winter vacation!

In my pond, there is a Brazilian tortoise.

The shell of the Brazilian tortoise is very hard, and there are beautiful patterns on it, which seem to be carved. Under its thick legs, there are sharp claws, like its self-defense weapons.

When it first arrived at our house, I found a basin for it and used it as its "bedroom"! The pond is its "living room". A few days later, my Brazilian turtle didn't want to stay in the "bedroom", so I put it in its "living room". A Brazilian tortoise is always lazy, sunbathing on the shore all day and doing nothing, so I nicknamed it "Little Lazy".

Once, I'm going to feed it. I came to the pond and found that it was still lazily drying too much toothpaste. I was so angry that I had to leave. At this time, it saw me, slowly put its head out and gave me another look. I said angrily, "I will spare you once, for we are good friends." I won't spare you next time! " "It seems to understand what I mean, nodded, and I picked up the feed to feed it.

Look, this is my lovely Brazilian tortoise!

On Father's Day, my father got up and went to work as usual. It seems that he has forgotten his holiday. I said to my father in a pleading tone, "Today is your festival, shall we go out to play?" Dad stroked my head and shook his head with a smile.

My father is average in stature and body, but he is full of energy at work. He works at least fourteen hours a day. I had an ordinary meal and wore simple clothes. My father loves my mother and me very much. He scrimps and saves and never spends a penny. However, as long as I need to go to school, he will pay for me generously. Life at home is also arranged by my father, but my mother and I are very satisfied. Dad is the pride and pillar of our family. He is a competent and good father.

Today is my father's holiday. I don't have a gift for my father, and I feel guilty. However, my father's greatest wish is that I can succeed when I grow up. I will study hard and hug my father back and forth with my best grades. I think this is the best gift for my father.

Zhou Ji Composition 4 Meizhou has a long history. From the Southern Han Dynasty to the Northern Song Dynasty and then to Meizhou, the Qing Dynasty set up Jiaying House in Zhili. 1949, Xingmei District was established in June, 5438+00, merged into Shantou District in August, 1952, Meixian District was established in June, 5438+0965, and later changed to Meixian District, which was transformed into Meizhou City in June, 5438+0988. Meizhou is now a famous historical and cultural city, with 26 cities built in 1998. 64 square kilometers, and the urban population is about 300,000.

Meijiang District is the center of "hometown of culture", "hometown of overseas Chinese" and "hometown of football" and is known as "Hakka Capital". There are many places of interest in China, among which Renjing Road, the former residence of Huang Zunxian, is located in Xiaoxi Lip, Dongshan, Meijiang District and was built in the spring of 1884. It is the former residence of Huang Zunxian, a famous patriotic poet, outstanding politician and diplomat in the late Qing Dynasty. It is a key cultural relic protection unit in Guangdong Province. There is a Hakka dragon enclosure. Perhaps everyone knows that the "Pyramid" is a historical and cultural heritage of people, and the "Forbidden City" in Beijing is a historical and cultural heritage. I don't know that Longwei, which has gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes, has also become a historical and cultural heritage left by Hakka ancestors. "More than 300 years of history" organically combines Hakka people's love for ancestral home with historical and cultural protection.

Meizhou has many places of interest and cultural landscapes. Yin Na Lingguang Temple, Wu Zhifeng, Songkou Yuan Kui Tower, Pankeng Waterfall, Jiaoling Changtan Yitian, Xingning Heshui Reservoir, Shenguang Mountain, Taipu Fengxi Nature Reserve, Plain Nantaishan, Wuzhishi, Wuhua Tang Yi Reservoir, Fengshun Hot Spring and Thousand Buddha Pagodas built in the Tang Dynasty have attracted many tourists with their majestic, strange, quiet and beautiful features. Wen Tianxiang, Zhu Zhishan, Han Yu and other historical celebrities have left footprints in these places of interest. Huang Zunxian, Qiu Feng Jia, the former residence of Marshal Ye Jianying and Yannanfei Tea Garden are all good places for people to visit. The tourist service facilities in the city are becoming more and more perfect, and a number of hotels with advanced equipment and high service level have been built and opened.

The weather is very hot. It seems that I am being dried by the sun bit by bit and disappearing bit by bit, but I am unconscious and unresponsive.

Popsicles have been eaten one after another, and the gray electric fan squeaks in the classroom. Those enchanting female students! Complaining about the damn weather while drinking iced soda and blowing an electric fan! Look! The female classmate, wearing a transparent sleeveless shirt and shorts, saw her blushing, frowning and muttering something. Her petite figure is writhing in her seat, which makes people worry that she may faint at any time. The only "national treasure" in our class quietly tilted his head to enjoy the coolness brought by the overhead electric fan, but he was holding a newly bought mobile phone and his dark fingers slid across the screen, but he didn't know that a liquid was flowing down his cheeks and soaked his Adidas T-shirt bit by bit. The math teacher still left a series of mathematical formulas on the blackboard with long chalk, including "sine function" for training logical thinking and "binomial theorem" related to statistics. The students in the first three rows were still so excited, but they didn't notice that the math teacher's face was occupied by thick sweat and his short shirt clung to his vest, and even his voice was heavily involved.

On the way to school, the sun overhead shines obliquely, and large tracts of shade are cast on the main road that is not tortuous. My roommate and I trudged to the canteen, still muttering about whether to add egg soup at noon. Without the shade, the sun shines on us violently, making us breathless. Those delicate girls held handfuls of lovely umbrellas over their heads, and the paper towels in their hands wiped their faces covered with foundation over and over again, but they did not forget to roll their eyes and complain a few words. Looking at the air on the hot road carefully, it seems that I am extremely anxious and rolling.

In September, I was very hot.

My school is beautiful, flowers are planted everywhere, and my classroom is clean. The blackboard is black and shiny, the tables are neatly arranged, and the classmates are friendly ... sitting like this, reading in the classroom feels very comfortable.

The feelings of the classmates are as loving as brothers and sisters. For example, last time a classmate was unwell and vomited. Some students went to comfort him, some patted him on the back, and some students cleaned up the vomit. I accidentally fell the other day and my knee bled. I limped back to the classroom. When my classmates saw me, they rushed to hug me and asked if it was okay. Any bleeding? After I lifted my pants and showed my bleeding knees, my classmates immediately helped me to the infirmary and asked Teacher Yang to help me get the medicine. Such touching stories often happen in our classroom. ...

Children, do you think my classroom is beautiful? Want to have this beautiful classroom? Then come and study in our school!

Zhou Ji Composition 7 Some people like the picturesque Baiyun Lake, some people like the majestic Qianfo Mountain, some people like watching the sunset, but I like reading. My parents led me to immerse myself in the library since I was a child. When I was at school, my parents taught me to read and tell me stories.

I am 1 1 year old. I'm not tall and I don't study very well, but I just like reading. Books are my friends. I can't change the habit of reading. Sometimes I am fascinated by reading. When I have nothing to do at home, I will find some books such as picture books and extracurricular books. Sometimes you have to read a book when you go to the bathroom. I often stay in the toilet for a few minutes, and I have almost finished all the books at home.

In warm spring, the sun is particularly bright and the weather is fine, but I am sick. Today happens to be a party. I thought to myself: I will take this time and ask my mother to buy me a book. My mother agreed and bought me a story about animal wars. I am very happy. I lay in bed and looked at it. Now I know all the stories in it. Although I like reading, I don't like bookkeeping. The book crumpled in less than a year.

On a hot summer day, I was doing my homework when suddenly a cool breeze blew from behind. My mother had a book in her hand and said it was for me. I can't put it down. My mother asked me to finish my homework before reading it, so I have to do my homework first. After I finished writing, I sat on the sofa reading a book.

In the fruity autumn, the whole family went to work, and I was the only one at home, looking at the books I hadn't finished reading yesterday. My father came back and said that tomorrow was my birthday. I didn't think what gift menstruation would give me, so I said, "Give me a composition book." I didn't expect my aunt to really give me a composition book. I think this birthday is particularly meaningful.

In the cold winter, I still sit on the sofa with a book and watch-

I am such a child who loves reading. I have an interesting science teacher. He likes taking classes, playing games and telling jokes with us. We all like his class. He is very responsible. The science teacher surnamed Gong is about 30 years old this year. He often changes clothes. His eyes often radiate amiable eyes. His ears are so sensitive that he can hear everything in class. He often tells that classmate not to talk in class with his glib tongue.

In class, if a classmate doesn't understand some questions, he will repeat them over and over again until he understands them. If a classmate talks about a problem, he will say in his loud voice, "Don't talk, don't talk!" " "So the students will stop talking.

Once, the student spoke again, and the teacher said, "Don't talk!" " "We replied," Don't say anything! " The teacher said, "Listen to the teacher!" We said, "The teacher is obedient!" The teacher laughed with us. Once, a classmate caught a cold, had a stomachache and vomited again. The teacher immediately took her to the infirmary and called her parents. After that classmate got well, he bought a gift and decorated the box, which read: Thank you, Teacher Gong! May you be healthy forever! The teacher was very moved.

The science teacher is very kind to us, cares about us, loves us and likes us very much. I like science teachers very much, so do my classmates. We are very grateful to the science teacher for teaching us knowledge and bringing us happiness. I sincerely wish him health and happiness every day.

Zhou Ji's composition article 8 "Hoo-hoo-hoo-"Hey! Why is there a whirring sound in the classroom? Want to know why? Hee hee! It is our class that is having a chicken feather blowing competition!

The first athletes were Lin Bo and Guang Jin, who started first. I saw him climb up his cheeks, squat down, raise the chicken feather to his mouth and shout. Chicken feather staggered up like a drunk, but soon fell to the ground and died. When Lin Bo saw it, he raised his hand and laughed as if to say, "Haha! My victory is in sight. " It's Lin Bo's turn. He also climbed up his cheeks and sobbed, and chicken feathers flew out. But when he approached the net, the chicken feathers fell vertically. Lin Bo, who was just confident, suddenly looked like a deflated ball, with his head down and his hands drooping like cucumbers. The first game was tied.

In the second scene, there appeared two beautiful women in our class, Dai Jinru and Chen Yigu BLACKPINK. Dai Jinru started first, but when she blew chicken feathers, it didn't blow into the desk, but into the classmate's desk. Then she looked at Dai Jinru. She leaned her head against the podium table and looked at Chen Yigu as if to say, "Alas! I'm sure you won. " Chen Yigu quietly picked up the chicken feather and blew it, but the chicken feather just didn't live up to expectations and landed in front of the net, and the game was even.

In the third game, two strongmen in our class, Jin Xianzhi and Ye Zhexi, appeared. Jin Xianzhi blows first, and the chicken feathers are like silly dolls, but they refuse to enter the wind. Ye Zhexi, he blew with a chicken feather, but the chicken feather didn't move. He blew twice, and the chicken feather seemed to be stuck to his hand by 502. He doesn't want to leave at all. Later, Ye Zhexi blew it again, and the chicken feathers floated out slowly and onto the table of the rostrum. Later, everyone of us tried, and it was my turn, but my situation was the same as that of Ye Zhexi, and chicken feathers could not fly out, alas! What a failure.

Although no one won this chicken feather blowing, everyone was very happy. Sometimes happiness really has nothing to do with the result, what matters is to enjoy the process.

On this sunny Thursday, our fourth-grade students of Chu Di-wen Primary School, led by their teachers, visited the museum next to the municipal government. Before entering the museum, my heart was full of expectations: what is the museum like?

As soon as we entered the museum, an aunt guide greeted us. She first gave us a vivid explanation of the history of Taicang, and the students were fascinated. Then, she introduced the shape of the museum to us: because Taicang used to be a granary, the shape of the museum was also designed as a granary. First of all, we were taken by the tour guide to the first exhibition hall, where there were all kinds of Buddha statues, including gold and copper, some with fierce expressions, some with many hands and feet, and some with many things on their heads.

Entering the second exhibition hall, there is the story of Zheng He's voyage to the West, the story of human development and the historical footprint of Taicang. What caught my attention most was the story of Zheng He's seven voyages to the West. Zheng He actually sailed to the Western Ocean from Liujiagang in Taicang, which is something that all Taicang people can be proud of.

Next is the third floor, where there are some very rare national treasures, including famous paintings, ancient pottery and some things used by emperors before. Among them, there is the treasure of Taicang Museum-Ming Yongle blue and white pattern plate. According to the tour guide's aunt, the paint with patterns on it was brought back by Zheng He when he went to the Western Ocean, but it was only brought back once and will not be used up again. This dish is exquisitely handmade and very large, so it is worth 654.38 billion RMB, which is an astronomical figure for me.

I came to the fourth floor full of excitement, expecting more interesting and better stories. I walked into the fourth floor hopefully. Ah, it turned out to be some old photos and things used by the Red Army. Here is a gun that hit the enemy, and some boys want it after reading it.

This trip to the museum gave me a comprehensive understanding of Taicang's history and culture, increased my knowledge and loved my hometown more.