Daquan composition

In study, work and life, everyone has dealt with composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. What is the composition you have seen? The following are nine Daquan compositions that I have carefully arranged. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like them.

1 The National Day came and we went to Wuhan. This is my second visit to Wuhan, but I still feel very novel.

We didn't drive directly to Wuhan, but from Shanghai to Nanjing and from Nanjing to Wuhan.

First, we went to the hotel. The hotel room is too big. We live on the tenth floor.

10.2, I did my homework in the hotel in the morning and went to Chuhehan Street in the afternoon. Chuhe Han Street is so long.

I bought a small bag now. This bag is red.

/kloc-went to Wuhan to visit grandma on 0/0/3, and we went to Tiandihui to pull vegetables.

10 On 4th, we went to visit the Yangtze River Bridge and saw two grandfathers fishing.

/kloc-go back to Shanghai on October 5th.

Today is the second day of the National Day holiday, which is the Double Ninth Festival. My mother and I decided to buy some fruit to see my grandfather.

At the fruit shop, we picked bananas that grandpa could bite. Because grandpa is old and his teeth are almost gone, we have to buy bananas that he can bite and like to eat. When I arrived at my grandfather's house, I said happily, "Grandpa, I wish you a happy holiday!" " Grandpa smiled and said, I'm glad you can come to see me. What else can I buy? "I said," Grandpa, how have you been recently? "! Let's go climbing together! "Grandpa said," I'm too old to climb. I used to climb mountains every day, rain or wind. Now I am out of breath after walking for a while! " "Listen to grandpa, my in the mind very sour, because grandpa is old. I'm with my mother. You sweep the floor, I clean the table and help grandpa's house clean. After cleaning, mom let me play!

Once upon a time, there was a talent competition in the animal school. The little monkey is very sad. What talent should he perform? Suddenly, it had a brainwave, and he could learn from the teacher!

The little monkey came to the rabbit's house. He saw the rabbit writing a composition on the wooden table in his yard. The little monkey thinks: Rabbit is one of the best writers in the school. If you learn composition from him, you can get a bronze medal. A bronze medal is better than nothing. It came to the little rabbit and said, "Can I learn to write a composition from you?" The rabbit said, "Yes." The rabbit carefully told the little monkey the essentials of writing, but the little monkey looked around and occasionally made small moves. At this moment, Little Nutbrown hare said, "I have told you all the essentials of writing a composition. Now, please write a composition on the topic "Summer is naive and beautiful"! " The little monkey said, "I'll wait for you!" " "Say that finish, I happily picked up a pen and began to write a composition. But the pen shrank back as soon as it was put down. It turns out that little monkeys can't write at all. An hour passed, two hours passed ... the little monkey didn't write a big word. The little monkey thought: Writing is boring. I must find a way to escape. At this time, the mother rabbit asked the rabbit to help her mop the floor, and the little monkey took the opportunity to run away.

The little monkey continued to learn from the teacher. Suddenly, the little monkey heard the voice of "Hey, Hey ……" behind him. The little monkey looked back and found it was a deer. The deer flew out from the left like an arrow. The little monkey saw it and ran quickly and said, "Little deer, can you teach me to run?" The deer said, "Of course!" The deer began to teach the little monkey to run, and made the little monkey run for three kilometers every morning. The little monkey persisted until the first day and came home panting. The next day, it thought: running is too tired, so I won't learn. This creates another excuse for running away.

The little monkey found the bear again to learn the trumpet. Bell readily agreed. Bear taught the little monkey to play a continuous tone for 20 seconds. The little monkey blushed with blowing. It thought, It's too difficult to play the trumpet. It's a waste of time. ...

On the day of the competition, the little monkey's masters showed their skills and won the championship of composition contest, running contest and music contest respectively. The little monkey also took part in the competition, but didn't win any prizes. When he saw that all the masters had won prizes, he bowed his head in dismay. Determined to be a persistent person!

Grandma is like a red sun, and I am like a weak little tree, thriving in the sun.

Once I didn't have sleeves to wear, and my mother bought a pair of sleeves for my grandmother. Grandma quickly gave me the cuff that my mother bought for her. I asked, "Grandma, why did you give me the cuff?" Grandma said, "Because you are my grandson."

Grandma's face is red when she smiles, like the sun, like apples, like peaches.

Grandma's face is white when she is angry, like plum blossoms and cherry blossoms.

I like my grandmother, whether she is laughing or angry.

19th century, traveling around the world without airplanes or speedboats? Eighty days? Don't! No way! But he, an elegant and orderly gentleman, did it and won the happiness of his life.

In order to bet with a friend, Mr. Fogg resolutely took his servant and a large sum of pounds to travel around the world.

You may say that it is reckless to gamble half your fortune for this unrealistic agreement. No, that's not recklessness, but the courage to wait for ordinary people! He gave up his wealth and enjoyed life in another way. He broke the so-called "impossible" routine with practical actions.

Although this adventure story is just a fantasy written by jules verne, it has aroused my long-term meditation: What is the key to Fogg's success? Sufficient expenses? I don't think so. No matter how much money, there is always a time to shine. If it weren't for the tenacious perseverance and the calm of the wise man, how would he spend the difficult days? If he is indecisive and lazy, how can he have such a gambling contract that caused a sensation in Britain? How many times will he die if he is reckless and impatient on the road? ...

Yes, and dreams! Because of his dream, Fogg gave up his family property; Because of his dream, Fogg paid the blood and sweat; Because of dreams, Fogg's life is as dazzling as stars; Because of dreams, we can taste the extraordinary life!

Flying dreams is to taste life!

I feel the warmth of my family. The years of ignorance quietly passed away, and innocence was fixed in the past. I will still remember how much pain I gave you. My uncle, who was less than 20 years old at that time, practiced riding a motorcycle. When I was four or five years old, I asked him to take me with me. He couldn't twist me, so he had to carry me to the back seat of the motorcycle. But because my uncle is a novice, he accidentally broke a large piece of glass put by others, and my uncle was not seriously injured. However, I was lying in a pool of blood and crying in despair. My uncle quickly hugged me to my mother. It's good to have a mother! My father loves me, loves me, and even dotes on me a little. When I accidentally broke the bowl while washing dishes, my father defended me everywhere. The next day, my mother asked, "Why is there a bowl missing?" Who broke it? "I dare not speak, my father said," I accidentally broke it. "How many times, my dad said after maintenance, next time, he won't maintain me. He wants me to be able to take responsibility. However, when I make mistakes again and again, he will not hesitate to defend me. Dad, I'm glad to have you. Mom, you know what. When that day, you came back from the hospital and cried inexplicably, I was shocked. You said that I must study hard, and that my father is a heartless man. Finally, you told me that you couldn't ride a bike because of the lumbar disc herniation, but my father didn't pick you up, but let you walk back from the hospital alone. Mom, I'm sorry to see your disappointed and painful expression. It turns out that you really suffered alone for so long as someone said. But, my dear mother, don't cry. In tears, let's choose to be strong together. Okay, mom? Just like the Wenchuan earthquake, when the mother put a mobile phone in the baby's swaddling clothes, there were several touching words written on it: "Baby, if you are still alive, you must remember that your mother loves you. "As a mother's closest child, as a child, we are not the happiest. I am so happy to have a loving mother, a gentle father and a smart and kind brother. Brother, the other day you watched cartoons and saw the little match girl. Your little hand gently grabbed my skirt and said in a childish voice, "Sister, I want to take her home. She has no shoes to wear, so poor. "You know, at that moment, my heart ached badly. It turns out that I never knew you. My dear brother, I envy you, envy you. I once hated you for being so kind. I know that parents' love will never shrink with the passage of time. I feel the warmth of my family.

Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. I went to visit grandpa's grave with my parents, grandparents, uncles and brothers. Let's go to Uncle Liu Xinluo's house to prepare things first. Then I went to the mountain to sweep the grave. It's really "rainy in Qingming Festival, pedestrians on the road want to die." Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "... it happened to be raining lightly today. We went up the mountain to look for grandpa's grave. We soon found grandpa's tombstone, arranged the offerings prepared in advance, placed tea and wine, lit incense, and the grave-sweeping ceremony began. First of all, adults burned paper money, televisions, watches, clothes, radios and so on. One by one, they brought them to grandpa and left sadly. After the grave-sweeping ceremony, we reluctantly left grandpa's grave. Grandpa, I will come to see you every year today!

Life is like a colorful world, which contains many things. There are difficulties in pursuing dreams, joy in success and loneliness. However, all these make our life rich and colorful, but in my eyes, these are not the most important.

In my eyes, the most important thing is the frustration that is painful and happy.

Although everyone wants to be lucky all the time and everything goes well, after all, everything goes well is just a good wish of people. Since ancient times, no one can fail to experience setbacks and failures. On the contrary, people develop in the process of constantly experiencing setbacks and overcoming them.

As I said just now, no one can fail to experience setbacks, and so can I. The most profound thing about my own setbacks is that time.

I just got back from school, holding a test paper with a red cross in my hand, opened the door and walked in silently. I stood alone on the balcony, staring into the distance. Eyes, already crying red and swollen; Tears are still flowing. I didn't wipe it, let the tears flow to my mouth, and it was astringent. Let the tears flow.

I walked back to my room, sat in a chair and looked at the test paper. Pale moonlight shines on my face and tears for you in my eyes. I grabbed the test paper and tore it in half. I grabbed something and hit it on the ground. Thousands of miles later, the stars came out, blinking naughty eyes, and a bright smile appeared on my face.

Frustration is painful and difficult, but I want to thank you. Life needs setbacks. Without you, there would be no strong me now. With you, my life has become more fulfilling. Let's face the wind and rain and fly high in frustration!

My father is 32 years old. He is no longer a student, but he is an out-and-out "bookworm".

On one occasion, my father came home and said that there was still one month before the exam, so that his family could support him. Mom said, "You are so busy at work, how can you have time to review?" No one takes dad's words seriously But the next day, my father actually brought three or four thick counseling books and immediately started his "reading" preparation activities.

Dad used to run every morning, but from that day on, he kept chanting something-it turned out that he was reciting definitions while running; At noon, dad no longer rushed home for dinner, but ate his lunch box in a hurry at work to save time and read in the office; After dinner, he put down his work and plunged into the study to read. I washed grapes for everyone, picked a small pot and sent it to my father's study. Half an hour later, I tried to throw away the grape skins, pushed open the door and went in, only to find that none of the grapes had moved! Dad read a book carefully and reviewed it. Dad doesn't even know that I sent him grapes. It's nine o'clock in the evening. It's time for us to go to bed. Dad was afraid of disturbing our sleep, so he took the book downstairs and read under the street lamp.

Dad is very busy at work, but he still studies hard. Dad said: "people should always study, or they will fall behind if they don't study, and they will be eliminated by society." My father's spirit of studying hard deeply touched me. I will learn from my father, read more books, love reading, win honor for my parents and be a useful person to society.