The third grade imitates the composition with 600 words.

1. In the third grade, I wrote 600 words in five imitations. Title: Every family is a warm word for all of us.

Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home. In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, thought most about that home-Du Ying.

So no matter how much he suffers, he can wear a high crown and hold a sword and sing his own "Nine Songs". Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home.

No wonder some people say that "when we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow is holding the green horse back."

No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink back again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to a happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy of "just a river flowing eastward", and it is only a memory of a comfortable seat in the homeland of the Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in the feudal era, perhaps because of the future, perhaps because of the war, perhaps for other reasons, wandered under the ancient sunset road in the mountains, but how could they not remember that beauty when they saw the lights in the city and the sporadic fishing light on the river, or the wisps of smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye? But I looked home, the twilight was getting thicker, and the river waves were filled with sad mist! Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful, healthy, and brothers and sisters live in harmony.

"Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there.

At this age, our views on home are even different: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live by ourselves; Who walks with me in the distance in the clouds, stays near the sun, can hide their ears, stay away from the secular noise, and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children think so, but good children don't. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together.

Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family. ┏(^ω^)=。

2. Imitate the composition of more than 600 words on the last day of the third grade in sunny days.

I will accompany you through the whole spring, summer, autumn and winter, and then I will leave my leaves.

Good morning. Omelette

You are always the first to wake up, and sometimes I have fallen asleep and suddenly wake you up in the middle of the night. You are always drawing, those mechanical drawings, those creations full of your design thinking, I don't understand or ask. Because I'm a patient now.

I struggled to sit up and get dressed behind your back. I can't bear to let you see my thin face, so I have to cover my gloomy look with powder again and again. I know my time is running out. Today I finally decided to leave you.

When your favorite fried eggs are served, you are still so radiant and happy, just like I told you about your new ideas and work progress. I looked up at you and the sun shone on your face. That's my favorite teenager, and his taste is familiar to me. After breakfast, I tidied up your clothes and gave you a gentle hug. You kissed me, and then I reluctantly said goodbye. How much I hate to be apart from you, but I don't want you to see me again. I hold back my tears and say goodbye to you with a smile.

Noon. Paper plane

I always knew you were the greatest engineer. Although you were penniless when we met, I fell in love with your good self-restraint and quality at first sight. At that time, we stayed in the same hotel, and you folded your favorite paper plane, which slipped from your second floor quietly, thus bringing you to my side.

The sunshine that day was also very good. Just like at noon today, I stood on the first floor and looked up at you. You smile fearlessly, and the spring is beautiful.

Then we fell in love, and we went for a walk on the grassland together. I drew quietly in the noon wind, and you just sat cross-legged on my lap, quiet and beautiful. I never blamed you. Although you love your airplane career more than I do, I am satisfied to accompany you to watch your dream come true step by step.

I packed my luggage, told aunt cleaning and came out with a box. The wind blew up my skirt, and now this heart is as at a loss as I am.

At night. sickroom

I'm back. I know this is where I belong. However, we are all like naive children. When we are in love, we are reckless and think we should be together. I spent the best spring, summer, autumn and winter with you, and then I came back. I know I may have missed the best opportunity for treatment, but I can't help it. I just wanted to be with you at that time, and I didn't want you to face so much pressure alone.

I don't know if you will panic when you get home, but you certainly won't come to me. Your work is inseparable from you. Sometimes I feel that I have you selfishly, but you belong to this world, not to me. Now that it's over, I'll give you back to the world.

Goodbye, my dearest.

In the end, my illness was not cured, and my thoughts remained on that day. The sun was just right, and then the wind blew and his paper plane just floated in front of me.

3. Imitate the composition of the back. When I was in the third grade, I read Zhu Ziqing's "Back" with no less than 600 words. Perhaps because I was still young, I couldn't really understand what my father's back left for Zhu Ziqing, but I felt a little sour.

Recalling the vast sea, I recall the past in my mind, but everything is vague, and the only clear thing is my mother's back. At that time, I was in a large kindergarten class and had to take the exam to upgrade. For me so young, it was really a big exam at that time.

That night, my mother didn't ask anything about the exam. I asked my mother to help me prepare for the exam. My mother said that she would do her own thing without any encouragement or comfort. At that time, my tears of disappointment flowed down.

The next day, I ignored my mother and ran to school with my schoolbag on my back. At the school gate, parents lead their children one by one, asking questions and questions about exams.

I suddenly feel that I have been greatly wronged, and tears are spinning in my eyes. I thought, "doesn't mom love me anymore?"

The more I think about it, the more wronged I am, but I still hold a glimmer of hope. I'll look back after two steps. How I wish my mother would suddenly appear in front of me like a myth. As we get closer and closer to the examination room, our hopes are fading. But I never saw my mother's figure, my hopes were completely shattered, and the tears of grievances could not stop, like spring water, and I choked into the examination room.

During the exam, my thoughts wandered, and I accidentally saw a vague figure, which was so familiar-it was my mother, and I wanted to rest assured because I got the answer. On that day in June, the child's face changed, and it was still clear in Wan Li. Suddenly it turned cloudy. Suddenly, it began to rain cats and dogs. I can't help looking out of the window. In the twilight, I can only see my mother's figure, so vague and clear.

I want to rush out and let my mother go home, but there is nothing I can do. I walked through the rain curtain and watched my mother's back for a long time. My mother's back in the rain is deeply imprinted in my heart.

4. Write a 600-word composition on the topic of "feeling", and the level of the third grade is fast and urgent. In just two days, the exam ended and the long-awaited results were announced. I missed every half. This result left me with deep thinking. Summing up experience and lessons, I feel that I am too careless and don't work hard enough at ordinary times. Learn from mistakes and learn from them. The spirit of "a stone can be carved" can truly master knowledge, enrich oneself and improve academic performance. There's an old saying in China, the sword front is sharpened, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold. I think this is also a wise saying in learning. Accumulate serious efforts and perseverance in learning difficulties, and carry forward the perseverance to overcome it, so as to truly become learning. In order to face the challenge with pride and confidence, Xiu Yuan has a long road, and I will strive for it. Water drops can grind away stones, which is also the embodiment of perseverance. We sail on the boundless ocean of knowledge, and only in this spirit can we reach the other side of knowledge. Learning is a hard work, neither vivid nor interesting, nor a three-dimensional and vivid thing. Only by understanding its importance and making unremitting efforts can we win flowers and applause. Remember, there is nothing for nothing. When he was a child, Li Bai woke up because he saw an old woman grinding an embroidery needle with an iron bar, so he studied hard and finally became a generation of poetic immortals. What should we young people do in the new century? This is a topic left to us by the times. Friends, please firmly believe that "as long as you work hard, iron bars will be ground into embroidery needles." Let's summon up courage, stick to the learning goal and go forward bravely! "Perseverance, dead wood cannot be carved; Perseverance, the stone can be smashed. " This is a sentence in the article "Persuade Learning" by Xunzi, a representative of Confucianism in the Warring States Period and the Pre-Qin Period. It fully shows that only by persistent study can we achieve the goal of turning stone into stone. Students, let's carry forward this spirit and sail on the sea of learning and go forward bravely.

The success of a junior high school composition comes from insisting on writing good words about junior high school life in 600 words. Behind a person's success and glory, there is not only struggle and sweat, but more importantly, persistence. The word "persistence" is often easier said than done. Persistence often depends on one's perseverance and persistence in dreams. I admire successful people and their perseverance. My favorite star is. Because in him, I understand that persistence equals success. If he is perfect on stage, then he is the most perfect off stage. He practiced silently for his dream for ten years and never told anyone. He began to practice dancing at the age of 22. Because his body is not soft, practicing the basic movements in dance has to pay several times more pain than others. Although there were bitterness and tears, he didn't give up for his star dream. I don't know how extremely challenging it is for an actor to play a charming little woman, but I know that he and Li Yugang did it. When he stepped onto the stage of the Avenue of Stars in 2007, everyone was surprised. Sweet singing, gentle dancing, delicate face and beautiful dance clothes, I can only use the word "perfect" to describe it. In 2007, he won the third place in the annual finals of the Avenue of Stars, realizing his dream of being a star. Yes, ten years of silent persistence has brought him to the stage of success. Shouldn't we stick to it on the road of learning? Knowledge will be your playmate. When you are lonely, a successful concert rings for you. Believe it, persistence equals success. As long as you persist, everyone will become a success. Persistence is the street lamp that leads us to success. Persistence is sunshine, which gives us warmth and care; Persistence is a sailboat, carrying us to the other side of hope; Persistence is the key, which will enable us to open the door to success. Now, I no longer envy those successful people. I know that success can be achieved. Even if there are bumps and thorns on the road to success, I will not be afraid, because I know that sunshine is always after the storm. Persistence will pass. Behind success is often persistence, and persistence equals success.

6. The composition entitled "New Feeling in the New Term" should be no less than 600 words. The long summer vacation has passed and a beautiful autumn has ushered in. In this season of sweet-scented osmanthus and golden autumn harvest, the new semester has begun again. Facing the first ray of sunshine in the morning, we have returned to the beautiful campus and started the journey of the new semester. Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar campus, I have an unspeakable feeling in my heart. This is my last year in Central Primary School. This time next year, I will leave my dear alma mater and usher in the first turning point in my life. But this is the first step in my life. Life is full of bitterness and unknowns, and I will face more separation in the future. What is it to leave your alma mater? Thinking of this, my sadness vanished at once. As soon as they entered the school gate, they heard the sound of reading from all directions, and the students swam in the ocean of knowledge. There is a road to learning mountains, but there is no limit to learning the sea. This time-honored famous sentence was released today in the morning reading time of the central primary school. Yes, knowledge is power. Let's engrave knowledge in our minds and turn it into a source of strength in the last year of this primary school. A breeze caressed my cheek and watched the five-star red flag slowly rise into the air with the national anthem. My heart is full of * * *. The motherland gave birth to us and paved a glorious road for us. Although it is not easy to walk, the wind and rain on the road are much more than rainbows, but after all, you have walked a long way, so don't be afraid. Let's go straight ahead. There are joys and sorrows, there are ups and downs, and so on. Lush leaves gather together, but in autumn, the leaves will fall one after another, and even close friends will be separated. As soon as the wind blows, the leaves will fly away and start a new journey. We are leaves. We need to learn step by step. Books are the ladder of human progress. Knowledge is the crystallization of precious stones, and culture is the brilliance of precious stones. Let us explore the unknown world together. Franklin said, "Only with great courage can we do extraordinary things." For our sixth-grade students, writing a good composition, drawing a beautiful picture, singing a touching song and playing a beautiful ball are all successes in our primary school journey. Success is our joy, and behind success is our efforts. No effort, no gain, no effort, no gain. We should cherish this period of time, enrich ourselves, and turn our ideals into an irresistible driving force. Think carefully, what have we done in these five years? However, I don't remember anything. Is this really the case, leaving my alma mater with a blank memory? No, I hope I will do everything well in the last year of primary school. In this year, I must cherish every minute and try not to have a moment of famine. Back in class, I watched my long-lost classmates sitting in the familiar classroom, and the chalk in the teacher's hand flowed on the blackboard, suddenly feeling that I had grown up. As time goes by, my height is increasing day by day, in my mind. The flowers planted by myself in the botanical garden have long withered, and the teacher who used to teach me has a few white hairs on his head. These are all witnesses of my growth. In the past journey, whether you had laughter or sunshine, it has become an eternal memory. Add a lock and seal it up! New hope lies in the future. Let's open our hearts to new glories and don't miss the beauty of the past. Students, let's raise our ideal sails and embark on a journey full of * * * to meet our future.

7. Imitating dreams is always on the road. The third grade composition 1. Talk about the meaning of the topic "Dreams are always on the road".

2. Use this article to talk about the reasons for Quincy Jones's success.

3. In what order do the articles arrange the materials? What are the main expressions used?

4. Try to analyze the structural features of the article.

Answer:

1. Constant pursuit, progress and struggle are the inspiration of Quincy Jones's success.

First of all, I benefited from his father's inspiration: "As long as I have a dream, I can fly." Secondly, and most importantly, we should rely on our constant pursuit and efforts. Moreover, his success also comes from his constant revision and perfection of "dream": first, "singer" and "European and American singing method", then "musician" and "music topic"; When I am frustrated by my illness, I sometimes adjust my dream: "Help others realize their dreams" and do charity. While helping others and achieving others, I also achieved my dream.

3. The full text arranges the materials in chronological order, mainly using narrative expression.

4. The context of the article is orderly, the writing is closely related to the title of the article, and the opening point echoes at the end, prompting the center of the article.

Another topic:

1.( 1) Full of interest: describes a strong interest.

(2) Never recover: once you fall, you can never get up. Metaphor is that you can't get up when you encounter setbacks.

2. Quincy Jones became a master of music through struggle, but his dream was far more than that, which expressed the author's admiration and praise for him.

3. Quincy Jones, setting suspense causes readers to guess and think.

4. Dream is not only a grand blueprint in my mind, but also a great event that I try to accomplish.

It is also a kind of happiness to write a 600-word composition on the topic of Grade Three and come to the vast grassland.

The hurried bell sings quickly under the hurried footsteps; The teacher's well-meaning and parents' earnest teachings have been echoing in my ears, and I stared at the blackboard full of formulas. We sacrificed the happy time after class, but looked for the little bit of relief and happiness that survived in the sea of questions. All the troubles and anxieties disappeared without a trace, so we cheered up and started a new day.

The sultry weather at noon attracted sleepy people everywhere. I felt the pressure and took a long breath. I have always dreamed of flying to the vast sea, but there is no lack of endless motivation to see the beauty of the sea from my dream. I want to fly in the clouds; The darkness of night and the gentle light stand quietly opposite each other; Hard exams and sleepy in the morning have become an essential routine. I have experienced hardships. In the pale light, step by step close to the dream.

In the third grade, I realized loneliness. Fantasize about the beauty of the future and what it will be like after the simple and beautiful dream is realized. My goal seems to be smiling at me, brushing my teeth, wolfing down a few mouthfuls of millet porridge cooked by my mother, carrying my schoolbag and rushing to school, but there is no lack of happiness; Grade three.

The afterglow of the setting sun is faintly projected, reflecting the beautiful foothills in the distance, as well as the classical Chinese and boring English words that Yiyi learned. The first ray of sunshine in the morning poured down and experienced the third grade. Looking up, a large group of people are playing chess with Duke Zhou. This is our third grade, which is painful and happy.

In the early morning, under the "indiscriminate bombing" of the alarm clock, I had to open a pair of black panda eyes and get up at once, but there was no lack of friendship; Third grade, dress and wash your face. Fortunately, the fierce face of the class teacher hasn't appeared yet, and the teacher's severe cough interrupted the dream. I want to wave to me in the wind. I will walk to the door of the classroom and enjoy the clouds on the horizon. Dozens of pairs of painful eyes tried hard not to let their eyelids droop, so I took out my textbook. Isn't this a kind of happiness?