Go to Tangzha to write a composition

1. Autumn Tour in Tangzha Park. The flowers in the square are colorful, including Huang Juhua, red chrysanthemum and white chrysanthemum. The square is full of models made of flowers and chrysanthemums.

Let's take a group photo with the soldiers holding the flag of the Revolution of 1911. We walked on and saw the words "Centennial Commemoration", which was made of chrysanthemum to commemorate the centenary of the Revolution of 1911. We took a photo there.

Walking on, we saw a colorful peacock. Peacock's mouth is yellow, its head and body are blue, its feet are yellow, and its tail has three colors, yellow, green and blue. We walked on and saw a giant panda. It is black all over, only its face and belly are white.

We walked forward. There are so many flowers there that we can't count them After the movie, we left happily.

2. The 450-word composition of Tangzha Ancient Town in Nantong opened the history and fixed its eyes on 1978.

According to the older generation, the road was narrow at that time. Most people live in bungalows and have to go home along winding alleys every day. The alley is full of stone roads, so it is difficult to walk.

Even rice and cloth are provided by * * *. After listening to them, I can't believe that life was like this 30 years ago.

Today, when I look around, I see another beautiful picture: wide and flat roads and rows of tall buildings. People no longer have to worry about food and clothing. According to my mother, at that time, the only way to communicate was to write letters.

1994 mobile phones were popular, and the body was only a little small as a brick, which was not only expensive, but also very inconvenient to carry. About half a year later, PHS and mobile phones came out, small and exquisite, naturally attractive.

Since I have a computer, it is very convenient to send an email in a few seconds. Chatting online is fun; Search in Baidu, and you will soon find the information you are looking for ... which shows how colorful our life has become. I graduated from primary school for a year.

When I passed my alma mater today, I suddenly found that the playground had been changed into a plastic venue. There are more flowers and trees on both sides of the venue, emitting a faint fragrance. Primary schools have changed so much in one year. What about Nantong? The former Haohe River was a dead river, and silt blocked the river.

After the reform and opening up, the city * * * deployed a lot of manpower and material resources to dredge the river, making Haohe the most beautiful scenery around Nantong city. If you have a chance to visit Haohe River at night, you will see neon lights flashing on both sides of Haohe River, flowers competing to open, and rows of weeping willows stroking the clear river in the breeze, making the fish jump happily.

Walking along the river, there is a tree-lined path. Deep in Liu Yin, there is a two-story building with small blue bricks and red painted doors and windows, facing Haohe River. This is Zhang Jian Memorial Hall. After the reform and opening up, Nantong people inherited Zhang Jian's idea of setting up industry and developing education, and now Nantong education is thriving and among the best in Jiangsu.

"One bridge flies, a hundred years of dreams come true". Sutong Bridge is the largest of the four worlds and has made great contributions to Nantong's foreign economic exchanges and friendly exchanges. It is a sign of the further development of Nantong after the reform and opening up.

May Nantong have greater updates and changes.

3. Go to Tangzha Chrysanthemum Exhibition in autumn. The composition of Chrysanthemum Terrace is full of chrysanthemums.

Pieces, clumps, slopes, ridges, golden eyes, chrysanthemum sea. From a distance, it looks like a golden mushroom cloud landing. Is this the white cloud in the sky, melting the golden light of the sun and throwing it here at will? Or did the splendid curtain of the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Palace float down? Act quickly and approach. The layered and rolling Jin Ju is like a golden satin blown by the wind. It is full of ups and downs, vigorous and swaying, and full of interest. Leng Xiang is beautiful and elegant, freely in full bloom in the fragrance, and unscrupulously pours the breath of life. Who is the magic hand who weaves this magic brocade? This kind of surprise and joy is always stirring in my heart, pulling my steps, I can't help walking towards her. I have fallen in love with her deeply.

The morning light was dim, and the sparrows chattered like alarm bells, so Jin Ju opened her beautiful eyes, washed her delicate face with crystal dew, and dressed her pretty face with pink rouge of the rising sun, which was delicate and touching. I can't help loving, putting my face close to hers, infecting her shyness and sucking her fragrance.

In the twilight, the gentle breeze lights up the stars all over the sky, like the soft moonlight of water. Naughty Jin Ju counts the stars and his petals, which is more beautiful; Jin Ju, who is subtle, is wearing a silvery white skirt and dancing in the soft wind, graceful and charming.

I can't help but hold her in my arms. The faint fragrance permeates my heart and makes me intoxicated. This chrysanthemum by the path is my favorite. She is large, with a round corolla and many overlapping petals, which tightly hide the dark green leaves.

I always want to hold her full and kiss her intoxicating. She reached out her fingers and touched my cheek, pouring out her youth and whispering with me, saying sweet words, and my heart was sweet and crisp. Suddenly, I seem to hear Yin Yin's laughter. Looking back, all the flowers smiled. Oh, they must have overheard our love story, so they passed it on to each other. Chrysanthemums on hillsides and cliffs all laughed, some laughed, and some covered their mouths. At that time, I forgot who I was, as if I were one of the flowers, and I joined the flower soul, laughing, making and dancing with them.

This simple and elegant chrysanthemum, smelling the faint fragrance of cheeks and hair, awakened my reverie, as if from a fairy tale. That chrysanthemum, with carefree spirituality, quietly bloomed on my shoulder, making me sway into a beautiful chrysanthemum, growing on the ridge full of expectation, naturally and naturally, with golden light, smiling, charming, singing, smiling, petals embracing, branches connected, entangled, dancing, blooming and lush foliage.

With morning dew and moonlight, I am brewing deep feelings and turning myself into a permanent landscape. Waiting, waiting for you to pass by me, the hazy and clear appearance, the endless dream, meeting in the dream, intoxicated in the dream, unwilling to wake up.

A sense of miracle suddenly rose in my heart. I think my eyes, my kiss and my love should be a medium. How many times the eyes are intertwined, how many times the love is kissed, and how many love messages are passed to the flowers. Maybe I just left, and the laughter of the flowers didn't stop, so you passed by, so you stopped, listened attentively, heard our secret words, touched deeply, and felt our affection.

Immediately, a magical force drew you closer, and you also whispered, danced and became intimate with this flower. Therefore, this flower has become the medium of our fate and passed on to your sincere love. Perhaps inadvertently, eyes collided, deja vu, touched by the heart, and began to appreciate the beauty of fate.

Perhaps with the birth and death of chrysanthemum, I will bring this memory to another reincarnation, meet you by chance, stare with a smile, as if I have known you for thousands of years. Perhaps this is the so-called inextricable fate, mysterious and vague and desirable fate. I know that my eyes must be very gentle at this moment, and there is an indescribable softness in my heart, as if all the dust in my heart has been erased, quietly facing the pure world of chrysanthemums.

I know, at this moment, I hold out the bud of jade carving and ice carving and quietly tell you some extremely humble yearning for life. I also know that you are listening with tears, listening to my simple and beautiful heart.

This is actually an animistic world with mysterious connection and induction. As long as the hearts are connected, the deepest spring of life will not stop and will reach the ocean of dreams.

When you are brought to this chrysanthemum platform by the footsteps of fate, you will surely see the story I wrote on the petals of chrysanthemum. She is like a magnificent chrysanthemum petal, revealing her heart to you. Please hold the chrysanthemum and have a good dream. I think her memory should be very clear and permanent. Like an elegant and refined spirit, she has been on the earth for thousands of years.

On the road of life, I don't know how many moments are worth stopping, how many landscapes are worth staring at and thinking about, and how many hearts are worth opening. Gently Chai Fei, maybe the flower path will be swept for you and the door will be opened for you.

This is how fate inadvertently left its mark.

4.20 16 Nantong Tangzha Park Chrysanthemum Exhibition 400-word composition My hometown is Pingdingshan, where there is a park.

Walking in from the main entrance of the park, the first thing we saw was the tall and straight pine trees, and the dense branches and leaves sheltered us from the sun like a big umbrella. Going forward is a big playground with wooden horses, trampolines and slides ... There are many children playing in it, and they are very happy.

Further on is the white horse lawn, which is very soft and makes people feel comfortable when walking. There stands a white horse statue in the middle of the grass.

Across the lawn is a big and deep artificial lake. The lake is clear, pink lotus flowers are in full bloom, and all kinds of small fish swim freely. Every morning, many grandfathers, grandmothers, uncles and aunts exercise in the park.

Some of them are playing Tai Ji Chuan, some are dancing and some are practicing swords. The parks in our city are really beautiful.

5. The 300-word composition encyclopedia in the new campus of Tangzha Primary School ushered in a new semester. At every new starting point, each of us will have an expectation: I will be more wonderful tomorrow.

Therefore, I must be looking forward to a bright future and show my new atmosphere of welcoming the new semester. Today's teachers and students take care of themselves beautifully, and their offices and classrooms are clean, thus creating a new atmosphere full of vitality, peace and progress.

I believe that with the infection and encouragement of this new climate. I must make new progress in the new semester.

On the first day, the first feeling is freshness. The campus is so clean and tidy, tree-lined; The teacher's lectures are so energetic and fascinating; Students get along so well, so happy; Modern libraries, audio-visual centers, network centers and laboratories make me linger.

All this is very different from primary school, but I think it is very fresh and interesting. On the first day, the second feeling was longing for the future.

At the opening ceremony, we excitedly tied our best wishes to balloons and flew them into the blue sky. Everyone's wishes are varied, some want to be musicians and push China's traditional music to the world; Some hope to become journalists, so that all mankind is amazed at the rapid development of China today; Some people want to be writers and let people hear the faint voice in the corner of society ... The ideal can only be realized through action. In the three years of junior high school, lay a solid foundation for the future and move towards the goal step by step.

The first day, a little more emotion will make you nervous. In middle schools, especially excellent middle schools, the competition for study is fierce and there will be some pressure.

If you are not careful, your grades will fall behind the team and you can't relax at all. You should always be in a state of learning. We must adapt to this tense learning atmosphere in order to achieve results in three years of study.

On the first day of junior high school, I was both excited, expecting and nervous. But anyway, let's start from bit by bit and integrate into a new life. Let's face the life of senior one with a high-spirited attitude.

6. Write an 800-word composition on the topic "What to Walk into, What to Walk into".

Books are an endless ocean of knowledge, a blue and bright literary sky and an endless scientific grassland. In the book, I can gain a lot of knowledge, enrich my vision and feel its unique charm.

I like reading fairy tales very much when I was very young, and I found a lot of fun in vivid and vivid characters. Before going to bed at night, I always ask my mother to tell me a fairy tale, so that Little Red Riding Hood and Snow White can sleep. In my dreams, I always dream of playing and laughing with them. They make my dreams very sweet. ...

Primary schools began to give up fairy tales and read some formal essays with real plots. It brought me to the "real" life and made me feel the beauty of human life. Not only that, it also made great contributions to my study. My Chinese performance has always been good, and my composition is sometimes read on the platform as a model essay by the teacher. I was so proud at that time that I said to myself: Thank you, Book!

Now I am a middle school student, and the books I read in primary school are not very attractive to me, so I began to March into the famous books of ancient and modern times. I have read many famous books, such as The Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin and Dream of Red Mansions. Their literary value is so high that I have to watch them for a long time every night. There is also "Two Wan Li under the Sea" that the teacher now asks me to read, which is vivid and lifelike. Every time I watch it, I will be completely integrated into it, as if I were at the bottom of the sea and enjoying the beautiful scenery of the seabed with Nautilus.

Some people say, "What's the use of reading? If you don't understand the meaning, it's just like a gobbledygook? " My answer is: "impossible!" Read it a hundred times and you will understand what you mean. No You don't know a word, do you?

Gorky once said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Yes, I swim in this vast ocean of books, and I get a lot of knowledge from this ocean.

I swim in the sea of this book. I am a little fish.

7. Is there a Chinese composition tutorial class in Nantong Tangzha Park? And cypress trees, bare! Chengbei Park is really beautiful. No wonder people call it a "time-space covered bridge".

There is a bridge on the lake, and there are birch trees on the lake. I walked into the Woods. Tonight, the lake is as calm as a mirror, and the night sky is turned into a daytime sky by light. Flowers are also bright. What caught my attention was a lake, although it is winter now! I must study hard and come to the flower bed. When my father and I go home, the lake will become colorful. There are many trees in the Woods. I finished dinner with my father.

Walking into the big square and playing in the North Garden, it became stronger and came to the stone road: smiling faces of chrysanthemums, lights around the lake, pine trees, strings of red fireworks. Late at night, there are seven huge rings on the bridge, and there are all kinds of flowers in the flower bed, like a time tunnel. When you grow up, you will make your hometown Jishui more beautiful.

Walking out of the time-space corridor bridge, camphor trees become greener, and the leaves of camphor trees, ginkgo trees ... birch trees and ginkgo trees are gone. Cypress, pine.

Get out of trouble. Ah.

8. How to write a composition when you walk through this door?

I still clearly remember the shock when I first met Haizi. She is tall and handsome in a wheelchair, but her empty trouser legs burned my eyes.

Another weekend morning, as usual, I pushed my neighbor Haizi's wheelchair and walked with her. Haizi smiled like a peach blossom in the spring of March, elegant and refined. Her personality, even her appearance, is quite different from that of six months ago.

It was a bit sultry that day. I just moved here and got my parents' permission. I knocked on my neighbor's door carefully. The woman who opens the door is very beautiful, and her smile is gentle and virtuous. "I heard that you have a daughter. Can you play with me? " I saw her face fall and quietly led me into the house. She took me to a closed door and looked sad: "Walk into this door, please do your best anyway." I didn't understand, but I opened the door anyway. So I met Haizi.

The window of the room was wide open, and the wind blew in, blowing Haizi's long hair up and down. I smiled and asked her, "Can you play with me?" She turned her head and her eyes froze me. Dark eyes seemed to congeal the ice of thousands of feet, and loneliness and indifference drowned all my enthusiasm. She moved her lips a few times and spit out two words: "get out." I froze and got a little angry. Her mother said she was sorry to take me away, and it was then that I noticed that Haizi's trouser legs were as empty as the room.

The afternoon sunshine is dazzling, but Haizi's mother's face is still sad. Her voice is very gentle. Tell me about Haizi slowly. "In fact, Haizi used to be very active. She is very polite and warm. She loves dancing, her persistence surprises teachers, and her enthusiasm has won her a lot of praise. If it weren't for the accident, she was still a spinning white swan on the stage ... "She rubbed the cup in her hand and suddenly began to cry. "... on the way back from the team competition, she wanted to buy me a birthday cake and got off the school bus. I can even imagine her expression at that time, just looking at the cake shop in front of me and forgetting that it was a busy road ... "She was sobbing, and I naturally guessed the next thing.

From then on, I went to Haizi every day with my innate stubbornness. No matter how cold she is, I can still smile mercilessly. I swear in front of her: "Don't say that I enter this wooden door every day, even if it is the rusty iron gate in your heart, I will pry it open!" " "Well, my stubbornness finally broke the ice of Haizi. She smiled at me on a warm morning. So, I walked through that door.

I don't know when the child's hand took mine. She leaned slightly and asked me, "Why did you have to walk through this door in the first place?" She put her hand on her chest and smiled quietly. I smiled and didn't answer. It was a long time before I said, "Haizi is so lonely locked in that door." How can I leave you alone? "

I gently pushed Haizi into his room, and there was our shadow on the door. The wind blew gently and the door creaked, but it didn't close. ...