Write a composition about a happy story in the corridor.

1. There is a wide corridor outside the story classroom. It looks ordinary, but it hides many stories between friends! There is such a thing that not only touched others, but also changed me deeply.

Before, I was a selfish girl: my relatives were sick, which was none of my business; My parents are very tired, no matter what I do; My brother cried with hunger and ignored me. But since I met her, my thoughts and practices have changed a lot.

It was an adjournment. My classmates and I chased and played in the corridor, chatting about the latest news. Just as we were in full swing, suddenly, a scream solidified the surrounding atmosphere. Everyone stood there motionless, but soon the excitement returned. I thought it was strange, so I went over and found out. It turned out that in the depths of the corridor, a little girl who looked like 12 fell down, her hands and knees were skinned, her lips were cut, and bright red blood flowed out. I felt sorry for her and wanted to give her a hand, but then I thought, no, it's none of my business that she fell. Besides, it's not good. What if someone else blames me for her injury later? I was about to turn away when she appeared. She helped the little girl up carefully, gently dusted him off, then took out a tissue from her pocket, gently wiped the blood off her lips, bent down and asked kindly, "What's the matter, little friend?" Shall I take you to the infirmary? " The little girl shook her head and whispered, "It's all right, big sister, that's very kind of you." I feel very strange: is this person full? What does it matter if someone falls? So I went up to her and said, "Why did you help her? Aren't you afraid of being criticized behind your back? " After listening to my words, she turned to me and said, "Little friend, haven't you heard that giving others is the source of your happiness?" "Then you must help her?" "Yes, think about it. If others need you, you must do your best. " She said, "If you don't help others, what if you need others' help when you need it?" The words just fell and applause broke out around me. I bowed my head in shame and my thoughts went back to yesterday. ...

"Mom, I'm back. Do you have any food? I'm starving! " "I'm back. Oh, the rice is in the pot. You can help us with the rice yourself. After listening to my mother's words, I ran to the kitchen, held three or two meals, sat at the table and wolfed down. At this time, my mother came out and saw that there were only leftovers on the table, and nothing else was left. I pull a long face: "where is our meal?" "Pot, irrigation. "I touched my round belly and replied." You selfish guy, see how I teach you a lesson! "Thanks to my father's arrival, I escaped the robbery.

She gave me a push and I woke up. "Did you listen to what you just said?" I nodded and walked back to the classroom. During this journey, I reflected on myself. Yes, giving to others is the source of my happiness. The faint wind hangs gently, as if laughing at my selfishness. I blush with shame, and my feet are as heavy as lead.

Although she didn't leave a name, her appearance has long been engraved in my mind, and I will always remember that she changed my character.

Just then, the bell rang. ...

2. Laughter composition in the corridor 500 words Here are some materials for reference: laughter.

Life is full of laughter. I laugh almost every day, at home, at school, in the park ... for six years.

Laughter has always been with us, and it has been with me since I was born.

When I was born, the whole family was happy because of my birth. When you are hugged back and forth, you see smiling faces and hear happy laughter. That laughter is the blessing of my family, and I am very happy about my birth.

The first thing I said was "Mom". When my mother heard this, her laughter was brilliant and exciting, because the first sentence in my life was "mom". This also shows that my mother's position in my heart is always the first, so this laughter is the joy of success. I also smiled at my mother, and that laughter confirmed her deep-rooted position in my heart.

When I first entered primary school, I walked into the school with a smile every day, because I could learn more knowledge from my teachers on campus and learn to grow up independently without my mother's broad and warm arms. More importantly, I can laugh and laugh with my classmates and play games with my friends on the playground. Under the strict education of the teacher in class, my grades have been rising rapidly, and my joyful laughter can also hear the sound of the teacher's hard sweat dripping down. I can finish my homework independently, I think I can.

In the evening, I take a walk on the pine path in the park. I shuttled back and forth between the earth and the flowers. Occasionally look up at the green leaves, smell the flowers and sing a poem. I will relax and laugh. Laughter is so crisp.

I suddenly understood one thing. I grow up with laughter every day. Laughter is everywhere around us. As long as you feel this kind of laughter with your heart, you will understand many philosophies and things.

There are many touching things in life, like pearls at the bottom of the sea, hidden in our hearts. Today, I will choose the brightest pearl to show you!

It was a morning a few weeks ago, and I was very unhappy because I had a conflict with a classmate the day before. I trudged into the classroom, only to find that everyone was staring at me with strange eyes. I panicked and asked my good friend. When I learned the truth, I was very angry because I was very angry yesterday and told Gong Yuan. He asked me about my homework and everything related to the dispute. I didn't expect him to say it! This is a big secret! I immediately flew into a rage. Without thinking, I rushed to Gong Yuan, who was being promoted, and shouted, "Bah! You big mouth! " Say that finish, then angrily left. The class stopped talking, and Gong Yuan stood there motionless. ...

I'll never talk to him again! I keep repeating it in my mind! After the morning reading, I sat in my seat alone and got angry. Hum! How dishonest! The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and I cried at once. "Hey, come here!" I looked up and said, well, you have the face to see me! That's right. It's Gong Yuan smiling at me. But in my heart, it's like a weasel to pay New Year greetings to chickens! "Can you come out for a moment?" He said quietly. I wanted to say no, but I thought, let's see what he has. Anyway, I'm going out to see if he eats me So I got up and walked out of the classroom with him. He took me to one side of the corridor, where there were not many people. I'm nervous. Does he want to fight me? After ... I saw the original bow smile and took out a small paper ball folded several times from his pocket. It looks mysterious. "Say, I go to see. I must! " He gave me the paper ball carefully, and as soon as I took it, he quickly dodged. What's his plot? Are there any mice in it? Or threatening letters ... my hands trembled and slowly opened the paper ball. Every time I open a layer, my heart beats wildly. Finally, I opened it. When I saw it, I was startled. God, there are more than 800 "I'm sorry" written on it, each of which is so neat and densely covered with the whole paper. My tears welled up again, but it was happy.

Later, I gave Gong Yuan a paper ball full of "Never mind". He smiled as if to say, "You finally forgive me!" I laughed too.

This incident really touched me. Although Gong Yuan and I didn't talk much, the messenger of friendship built a bridge between us and solved the contradiction. I will keep this precious friendship forever. After all, it is more beautiful than pearls.

Today, I think this matter is still deeply touched, and a heat flow warms my whole body …

4. Ask for a composition in the corridor, shake your head and rub your eyes.

I don't know when the white corridor less than ten meters at the door of the classroom has turned golden.

Is that you? Is it your magic? Little sun will go home soon.

After watching it for more than an hour, it looks golden yellow. It's best to put it in someone else's words: "It's like suddenly inserting two unrelated old photos into the same field of vision."

So I put down my pen and walked out of the classroom.

I walked out the back door and walked through the golden corridor in the sunshine. The tiles stuck on the lower half of the wall are like big bricks, shining with dazzling golden light and stabbing my tired eyes.

Maybe two gold pillars are too greedy to block a small area behind them. So that little place is like an abandoned child, just curled up in the corner.

Reach out and touch the walls on both sides of this sunny corridor, just like a noble lady's hand, delicate and smooth.

The window on the edge of the classroom is like a thin gold film, like a bubble that will burst when touched lightly by hand. The classroom door is ungrateful, and it is still green in a golden color. Is this gold inlaid with jade?

Unconsciously, I have reached the end of the corridor. So stop and turn around.

Looking at the black shadow on the ground ahead, it seems that a thief stole a piece of gold from the ground and left this dark one.

At this time, the sun behind seemed to depend on the gold thief, so he recovered his big piece of gold bit by bit.

Maybe, right.

Maybe this gold shouldn't belong to me.

Maybe I should go back to the classroom and finish that pile of homework.

Is that so?

5. The landscape in the corridor consists of shadows, window-shaped sunshine and the silence after people leave. The corridor is like a miniature version of life, and the shadow in the corner is a frustrated mood; The sunshine from the railing is a symbol of success; The silence after that person's separation is the end of a life journey.

Corridor, short and long, wide and narrow, in addition to parallel, there are countless intersections. Classroom and classroom, room and room, wall and wall, the corridor in the middle is silent, but the artistic conception is infinitely broad.

Hiro Yes, it may be a rest period, or a short rest period, but what will happen in it or the so-called miracle is something we can never predict.

Of all these corridors, the most unique, rich and distinctive, I think the corridors on campus are "strange" again. After class, the students' playing and the teachers' talking broke the original silence in the corridor.

A variety of voices can filter out various personalities and emotions: joy, haste, disappointment, irritability and so on. After this lasted for more than ten minutes, those sounds and feelings became calm again, absorbed and wrapped in the regular classroom.

Let's go There is no one in the corridor. There may be several teachers or students to teach, and sunshine or light rain comes in from the window.

Walking alone in the corridor, our hearts will calm down and savor the rare tranquility. With the rhythm of footsteps and the sound of heels hitting the floor, troubles will flow away, explore the depths of memory, arouse ripples, and then there will be difficulties.

Satisfaction of ability. And a man stopped in the middle of the corridor, looked at the ends of both sides and couldn't help thinking, "Ah! I've come so far! But the road ahead is still very long. " Suddenly, a shuttle will travel through time and space.

The feeling.

Walking in the corridor with people, they have similar feelings, are influenced by each other's magnetic fields, and speculate on each other's ideas; When you meet someone in the long corridor, you may have a different journey and a different mood, but you also have a smile or talk.

Possibility of getting up; Even if you don't talk, don't talk, and don't look at each other, you will feel different in peacetime. "It turns out that her back is so elegant!" "This thing is like this.

What look! "。 And the general reason, just because the attention in the corridor is relatively concentrated, maybe it is a leisure time!

At any time, anywhere in the corridor, there is something different every second, whether it is visible or invisible. The corridor can also be a symbol of anything, when it is quiet enough to go beyond the uninhabited North Pole; When it's noisy.

Compared with the vegetable market. Don't forget the cloister, it may represent a turning point in life; It may be the specific meaning of "a bright future"; Maybe it's just a little joke played by space.

"Bless those elegant and simple corridors, and bless those who are willing to walk in the corridors." I also told you not to ignore the corridor. What seems to be stationary actually carries life, but it is different from real life-it is the sound and feeling that people passing by put in. It's just that we don't have the heart to understand.

6. Composition in Story Gallery 50-word Idiom Gallery Xiamafang Early this morning, my father and I got up early and went to Xiamafang Company for exercise by bike.

There are few people in the morning. They are all old people who exercise in the morning. Some walking and some exercise. Riding from our newly discovered path is the lawn of Nanjing Ten Dynasties Cultural Park, which is located in the west of Xiamafang Park.

A new idiom corridor has been built here, which is about 150 meters long, and each pillar has an idiom about Nanjing culture. These idioms appear in various places in Nanjing, and idioms in different periods show that Nanjing is very cultural.

Among them, I saw: childhood friends: from Li Bai's "Long March": "When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, trot in circles and throw your childhood". This describes innocent children, and now refers to the intimate relationship between men and women as children.

After this idiom, my father recited Li Bai's Long March to me, and let me know that there is another idiom in the Long March: two small conjectures. Everyone will die: Liu Yiqing's Shi Shuo Xin Yu. After Wang Xianzhi died in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, he could not play the piano.

Describe the feeling of grief when you see the relics of the deceased. Bear the burden of humiliation: this is from Chen Shou's "Three Kingdoms", which tells the story of Lu Xun and is a metaphor for enduring temporary humiliation and undertaking arduous tasks.

China is one of the four ancient civilizations in the world, with more than 2,500 idioms, of which more than 200 are from Nanjing. I should be proud that I was born in Nanjing, the ancient capital of the Tenth Dynasty.

7.400-word static composition in the corridor This morning, when you walk into our Class 4 for five years, you will find that the class that was once so lively that it exploded suddenly became silent, and you can only hear the rustling of leaves outside the window, the "brushing" sound of students writing and the breathing sound of students.

Seeing this scene, I think you can't help asking, "What's the matter? How can it be so quiet? " Oh! It turned out to be an exam! Because this is the first exam in the new semester, all the students attach great importance to it and want to get good grades. You see, several "top students" in our class all bury their heads very low. Sometimes when you decide a topic, you will pose as "yes" and start writing like a disease with a bright smile on your face. Those students who encounter problems that they can't do are frowning and knocking their heads with their hands. If they really can't do it, do other problems first. I can see that this time, the whole class wants to get good grades. composition

Time the old man relentlessly set the time faster. "Jingle bells!" Class is over. In the corridor, many students make a lot of noise. Although those students are very loud, they don't even look up, but they are still quietly doing the test paper. On the podium table, the teacher saw us doing the problem so quietly, and a smile floated around her mouth.

If only our class could keep this static! I like quiet classes.

Campus scenery includes corridors, walls and literary stories. In my mind, the campus is a beautiful place. Because there, there are some friends who study, play and share the fun of life with me. Most importantly, we have different memories there all year round. Recall that beautiful smiling face.

In spring, the grass quietly leaned out of the brim, as if welcoming the arrival of spring. The flowers beside the campus are really beautiful. This cluster and that cluster are all beautiful. Everyone is jumping on the playground in spring clothes, very happy.

In summer, under the buttonwood tree in the shade, several children are running and playing. However, the ignorant cicada kept calling in the tree: "Cicada. Cicada. " . "However, several children under the tree are still playing. The damn sun is still hot and people don't know what to do.

Autumn, a crisp autumn season, has pleasant scenery. The leaves on the tree turned into "golden butterflies" and fell to the ground. Some students took it off to make leaf prints, some students took it off to make leaf specimens, and some students took it off to make decorations.

In winter, it is very cold here, but it hasn't snowed yet. Rain or shine, I insist on doing morning exercises.

Our campus is green. There are pine trees in spring, summer and autumn, even in winter. However, the most touching green color is in the classroom: "Teachers are hardworking gardeners, raising children in the new era."

"Thank you-lovely campus scenery"

9. Story corridor composition 460 words. Do you know where my hometown is? To tell the truth, my hometown is in Chaozhou!

Chaozhou has all kinds of shopping malls, residential buildings, cinemas and tall buildings. Not only that, Chaozhou has infinite scenery and many pleasant places. But the most striking place is the beautiful riverside promenade!

Walking into the promenade, you can often see a group of grandfathers and grandmothers playing Tai Ji Chuan, with one fist on the left and one leg on the right, which makes people appreciate the essence of China Wushu. Every day, some grandmothers are dancing fan dances. The beautiful dance with beautiful music attracted many butterflies. Even the birds are here! It sings with grandma. The white clouds in the sky saw it and danced with the beautiful music.

Smell it! Wow, a fragrance wafts into my nose. Where did this smell come from? Oh, it was originally from the magnolia tree next to the promenade.

On the left side of the promenade is a large meadow. There are many trees planted on the grass, with sparse flowers and trees and staggered branches. Willow branches droop like a girl bent over, combing her hair. The big banyan tree seems to be an old grandfather. Its beard hangs to the ground, and its huge body blocks the strong sunlight and brings shade to the ground. Among so many trees, one is very strange. Its trunk is curved, like a clothes hanger to dry clothes. I often climb trees and sit on the curved trunk. The warm sunshine shines on me, which is very comfortable. When the cool breeze blows, it blows away the fatigue on the body, which makes people feel relaxed and happy!

In the middle of the riverside promenade, there is one of the most striking places, namely Xiangzi Bridge, which is famous at home and abroad. Xiangzi Bridge is also called Guangji Bridge. This bridge was built in the Song Dynasty, and it has been a long time now. This bridge is very distinctive. There are eighteen boats in the center of the bridge, and there are twenty-four pavilions with different shapes on the bridge. That's a beautiful old bridge!

We set our sights on the lakes and mountains opposite the promenade. Look! Under the blue sky are rolling mountains. This castle peak is high and low, as if it were a pen holder for ancient people to put brushes. This is: "Bijia Mountain." Under the castle peak is our mother Jiang-Han Jiang. The color of the river is green, like an emerald belt. Whenever the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun is reflected on the river, and the river seems to be burning, and the surrounding scenery is submerged in red light.

Riverside promenade is really a beautiful scenery in Chaozhou! After listening to my introduction, you must want to come here to play! I can give you a free guide!