How to write a composition entitled "How should I grow up"

How can I grow up? I hope I can grow up quickly and stop being stupid.

When I was a child, important things happened at home, and I listened to my grandfather. Therefore, my grandfather's prestige at home is also extremely high. I asked grandpa more than once why his family listened to him. My grandfather always answers me like this: "silly child, you are too young to understand." Grandpa has crossed more bridges than you have! "

One day, I believed my grandfather's words, and when there was no one at home, I sneaked out and ran back and forth on the river bridge not far from the door. Finally, I was exhausted and lay on the river bank. At this time, my grandfather came back from the market and saw me lying on the ground. He quickly pulled me up from the ground and asked, "Good grandson, why are you lying on the ground?" You'll catch a cold. "I quickly said," Grandpa, I have crossed this bridge a hundred times today. You can't say that you will cross the bridge more than me! " Grandpa burst out laughing. I asked, "Grandpa, what are you laughing at?" Grandpa took my hand and said earnestly, "You misunderstood. I didn't mean to cross the bridge, but I have experienced more things than you, and I have experienced more than you. "

I finally understood and ran home in shame. When I got home, I seriously reflected and felt that I was too stupid today to think of the deep meaning of this sentence. Alas, how can I grow up?

If I can grow up quickly, I won't do such stupid things again today. I hope I can grow up quickly!

The topic of writing a composition is XXX's birthday. How to start? Students, every time you celebrate your birthday, I think you will receive many gifts. Do you have the most special gift?

On my tenth birthday, I received a special gift, which moved me to tears. I will never forget that day. I got up early, packed my things, and my classmates will come soon. When my mother saw me get up, she came to me and said, "Daughter, do you want to see my present for you?" Without thinking, I said, "Yes!" I saw my mother take out a present from behind and wrap it in my favorite colored paper. I'll open it right away. It turned out to be an old notebook with some yellow edges. I was shocked and threw my notebook on the table. My excitement turned into loss, but I couldn't get it back for a long time. Seeing my expression, my mother walked out of the room silently. Just then, the students came one after another. We eat ice cream, play chess and play poker. How happy we are! In the afternoon, we went swimming in the swimming pool together. I ignored my mother all afternoon and thought, how can you give me an old notebook? You always give me beautiful gifts on my birthday. How did you do it this year? At night, all the students left. I was lying in bed, bored, and suddenly remembered the book my mother gave me. I couldn't help but go to my desk, sit down and open the first page. Three striking and powerful Chinese characters "diaries" came into view. I wonder in my heart, is it her childhood diary? I read it with curiosity. It turns out that this is a book that records the hardships of my growth story: when I learn English, the first voice I shout is mom; I'm a toddler, and I don't know how many times I fell. I was brave when I lost my tooth for the first time. At the age of five and a half, I did well in the violin exam; The first nursery rhyme "My Good Mother" I learned in kindergarten, when I sang it to my mother in a gentle and sweet voice, the scene of my mother's tears ... precious scenes and moments of memories were written by my mother, just like showing a movie. I'm at a loss and I'm crying. What a precious gift this is! And I am so ignorant! After reading it, I turned my head and suddenly found my mother standing behind me. I immediately threw myself into my mother's arms and said, "Mom, I'm sorry." Mom said, "Well, mom doesn't blame you. Do you still blame your mother? " "No wonder, Mom, you gave me the most meaningful gift." I know that this gift from my mother will be the most precious gift in my life at any time.

Looking forward to 365 days, waiting for this annual big day is enough to show that this day is extraordinary. When I was a child, there was still a month before my birthday, but every day I talked about how many days before I could eat delicious birthday cakes and open birthday presents. When the colorful candles light up slowly, the small hands will hold tightly. After making a sweet and unknown wish, all innocence and happiness will bloom in an instant. What a beautiful day.

The deepest birthday in my memory was when I was 6 years old. It was my well-off parents who ordered a big birthday cake for me and specially called a photographer to freeze this moment for us. Thus, a cake, a happy family of three, a classic "Happy Birthday", a wall of proud testimonials and a few warm wishes have become the most unforgettable scenes in my heart. I still remember that even the photographer couldn't help but sigh: Your family is really happy.

However, happy times are always short-lived. With the growth of age, parents' wrinkles gradually climb on their foreheads, and birthdays seem to be a dispensable and extremely ordinary day. Since then, every birthday, I have never enjoyed that warm memory.

I still remember 13 years old. Because at that time, I was bohemian, always making trouble, and my relationship with my classmates was always bad. On my birthday, I forced myself to go to the classroom, hoping that a friend would suddenly jump out at a certain intersection and say, "Hey, Wei Jie, happy birthday!" " "But how many people who have few friends can understand my mind? So, from morning till night, watching people around me come and go, how I want to tell others: "Today is my birthday!" " "Ah. But I never said, for the last bit of self-esteem. When I walked out of the classroom last, my heart turned upside down and my head was pulled, as weak as a deflated ball. I want to cry when I think of my birthday and the scene when I was 6 years old.

Before I arrived at the dormitory door, suddenly a classmate gently told me, "Li Weijie, your father is here." I was startled in my heart. Murphy. . . . . I started rushing in. I was greeted by the face of my classmate 13 and a weather-beaten and familiar face. "Happy birthday!" This sentence popped out of their mouths almost at the same time. I paused, not knowing what to say. "Dad, I think. . . . . . ""What do you think? Fool, I can remember your birthday! " A warm wind blows, and I want to cry again. "What are you doing?" The students asked with concern. "Nothing, my eyes are in the sand." "You too. Why didn't you tell us your birthday? " "That is, how boring it is to have a birthday alone!" Students, do you know that I am as happy as a flower in full bloom?

That is, from that day on, I learned to get along with people and communicate with them.

Seriously, although my parents are busy growing up, I haven't missed a birthday. There is no big red and green cake. There is no touching music, only gentle blessings. Today, I found that this is also beautiful! When my parents were young, because their families were poor, sometimes they couldn't talk about it at all, whether they were born or not. It is not until today that their living conditions are good that they have this beautiful festival. I remember, too. I firmly remember my parents' birthdays. On their birthdays, I also send them gifts and blessings. I will never forget the happiness and ease on their faces. With this thought, it seems that I have returned to my sixth birthday and our warm and happy family of three. . . . . . Thanks for the birthday, he let us know how to love each other better!

My birthday

Most of my birthdays were spent in plain life. My parents didn't forget or pay attention to my birthday, just thinking about what the child's birthday would be. But when I was 9 years old, my parents held a "grand" birthday party for me.

I can still remember the birthday party vividly, and every time I think about it, I feel sweet-

I still remember that it was a beautiful and quiet night. The sun was tired all day and I fell asleep on the mountain in the west. The moon peeps out from the horizon quietly, and the stars seem to have something mysterious, flashing.

My mother is busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner dishes, but my father watches TV with me leisurely. After a while, my mother said, "The birthday has started. Prepare candles and cakes!" " "I cheered and took the cake to the table full of delicious dishes. My father was afraid that I would drop the cake and hugged me with open arms.

Soon, the three of us sat around the table. Mom smiled and said, "Son, today is your 9th birthday. Please make a wish. " I close my eyes, but I can't restrain my inner joy. My mind went blank and I didn't think about anything, so I opened my eyes. My parents thought I must have made some good wishes in my heart. I began to blow out the candles. I blew hard.

Then, in the festive atmosphere, our whole family ate cakes and tasted the rich dishes cooked by our mother, talking and laughing. ...

How to write the composition topic "deskmate" From school to now, I have sat with many deskmates. But the closest and best relationship is Sun Chao, who is quick-witted, quick-witted, studies well and loves sports!

He is the same age as me. He is a child of the Hui nationality. He has a Zhang Yuanyuan face, a high nose and big ears. A pair of thick eyebrows always seems to convey wisdom and friendly information to you.

Sun Chao's clever and quick response. Every time the teacher asks a question in class, he is always the first to raise his hand and answer it correctly; Every time the teacher asks us to write a composition, he always writes a good article in a very short time; Everyone likes to discuss problems with him after school. We sincerely admire his understanding and mastery of knowledge.

Sun Chao studies very hard. He comes to school on time every day and listens carefully in class. Sometimes after class, other students go outside to play, and he still sits there reading. Every time he comes home from school, he always finishes the homework assigned by the teacher first, and then previews the lessons for the next day. If he has time, he will read some extracurricular books. What "Chinese Volume A", "words and sentences" and "excellent composition of primary school students" are all things he has to do and read every day. In order to expand his knowledge, he also asked his mother to enroll him in off-campus composition classes and Olympic math classes, and often used holidays and sundays to study. Because he studies very hard, he can get good grades in every unit exam, mid-term exam and final exam.

He likes physical exercise very much. He is not only serious about going to physical education class, but also active in his spare time. He likes swimming very much. Whether it is hot summer or cold winter, he can keep swimming and exercising. On the wall of his small bedroom, more than a dozen awards were posted in the swimming competition alone.

Because he is active, he often "gets into trouble". Once after school, he and several of our classmates played the game of "catching people" in the corridor of the classroom. We chased each other and had a good time. But accidentally, he bumped into a second-grade little brother, and his little brother's eyes hit him right on the chin. As a result of overexertion, my little brother's eyes cracked a one-centimeter-long hole, and the blood flowed, which frightened us. At this time, the teacher came, called mom and dad, and sent my little brother to the hospital to "sew". To this end, teachers and parents severely criticized him, and we also wrote a check to the teacher with him.

Because I have a very good relationship with Sun Chao, when we sit together, we often whisper in class, and sometimes we do some little tricks. Once in the "Sipin" class, our little tricks were discovered by the teacher. After class, the teacher asked us to stay and write a check. We all regret it. In order to be strict with myself, I took the initiative to find a teacher and asked for a seat adjustment.

We are in a class, a classroom and a seat. We often study, play and play games together. We care about each other, learn from each other and help each other, and we will always be good friends. From school to now, I have sat at the same table with many people. But the closest and best relationship is Sun Chao, who is quick-witted, quick-witted, studies well and loves sports!

He is the same age as me. He is a child of the Hui nationality. He has a Zhang Yuanyuan face, a high nose and big ears. A pair of thick eyebrows always seems to convey wisdom and friendly information to you.

Sun Chao's clever and quick response. Every time the teacher asks a question in class, he is always the first to raise his hand and answer it correctly; Every time the teacher asks us to write a composition, he always writes a good article in a very short time; Everyone likes to discuss problems with him after school. We sincerely admire his understanding and mastery of knowledge.

Sun Chao studies very hard. He comes to school on time every day and listens carefully in class. Sometimes after class, other students go outside to play, and he still sits there reading. Every time he comes home from school, he always finishes the homework assigned by the teacher first, and then previews the lessons for the next day. If he has time, he will read some extracurricular books. What "Chinese Volume A", "words and sentences" and "excellent composition of primary school students" are all things he has to do and read every day. In order to expand his knowledge, he also asked his mother to enroll him in off-campus composition classes and Olympic math classes, and often used holidays and sundays to study. Because he studies very hard, he can get good grades in every unit exam, mid-term exam and final exam.

He likes physical exercise very much. He is not only serious about going to physical education class, but also active in his spare time. He likes swimming very much. Whether it is hot summer or cold winter, he can keep swimming and exercising. On the wall of his small bedroom, more than a dozen awards were posted in the swimming competition alone.

Because he is active, he often "gets into trouble". Once after school, he and several of our classmates played the game of "catching people" in the corridor of the classroom. We chased each other and had a good time. But accidentally, he bumped into a second-grade little brother, and his little brother's eyes hit him right on the chin. As a result of overexertion, my little brother's eyes cracked a one-centimeter-long hole, and the blood flowed, which frightened us. At this time, the teacher came, called mom and dad, and sent my little brother to the hospital to "sew". To this end, teachers and parents severely criticized him, and we also wrote a check to the teacher with him.

Because I have a very good relationship with Sun Chao, when we sit together, we often whisper in class, and sometimes we do some little tricks. Once in the "Sipin" class, our little tricks were discovered by the teacher. After class, the teacher asked us to stay and write a check. We all regret it. In order to be strict with myself, I took the initiative to find a teacher and asked for a seat adjustment.

We are in a class, a classroom and a seat. We often study, play and play games together. We care about each other, learn from each other and help each other, and we will always be good friends.

The topic of writing a composition is how to write a broken kite. My classmates and I went out to fly kites. I tried to fly the kite into the sky, but God didn't help-the wind suddenly stopped. Like a diver, the kite immediately hangs upside down and hangs on the branch. Because the kite is made of paper, it naturally dies.

My classmates and I moved in disappointment. Grandpa saw it and immediately understood what was going on. He smiled and took the kite bone in my hand and said, "Nothing, just paste it." "Really? ! "A white light flashed before my eyes. "Of course. You all bought kites now, but we all made them ourselves, no problem. " Do as you say (this is grandpa's usual style). Grandpa immediately found some rice paper and some paste and pigment for his amateur pen practice, and began to make it.

I will be restless and run around. I saw grandpa quickly gesticulating at the kite skeleton with a piece of paper and cut it out at once. When I put up a kite, I also wiped it with my little hand. When I get excited, a paste splashes on my face. Grandpa smiled and pointed at my face and said, "Like a big pustule, ha …" I also smiled mischievously. Grandpa put down his work, wrote down all the vicissitudes of life with his handwriting full of wrinkles and calluses, and gently wiped off the paste for me. He opened his eyes wide, smiled kindly and wiped them bit by bit. I feel itchy and I can't stop laughing. Grandpa also sipped his dentures and smiled. Next, when I was painting paint, I naughty point it on grandpa's face with a brush. "Hehehe, Grandpa has become a big face." "Little thing, too skin." Grandpa "lectured" me with a strange tone of 99% love 1%. I'm not afraid. I clicked again, oh, symmetrical graphics! I laughed even more recklessly. Kneeling on the stool and leaning forward, grandpa immediately protected me from behind with long and powerful arms. "Don't fall", alas, is another kind of "training". After playing for nearly two hours, the kite was reborn. This kite, which was completed with grandpa, is deeply imprinted in my mind. How beautiful!

A year later, at this time, I was dragged out by my classmates to fly a kite, because my grandfather was seriously ill at this time. I held a kite for my classmates-it was mine, and grandpa helped me paste it. Suddenly, my sister came to me in a hurry: "Hurry, hurry, grandpa is going to die." I was surprised and the thread slipped in my hand. I looked back, and the kite staggered to the west.

I flew home as fast as I could. The room was full of people, and my house was painted black. Grandpa saw everyone and everything before he died. As soon as I saw me, my eyes immediately gathered together and looked at me with light. My bony hands stand in mid-air like winter branches, stretching out. I immediately knelt by the bed and held grandpa's hand. At this moment, my tears poured out. After a while, grandpa gave me a kind smile-just like when I was pasting a kite.

How to write a composition entitled "Thanks for Life"? Thanking life is generally about writing about what life has brought you, such as fishing, so that you can understand that you should be single-minded and stick to it. This composition can be written as narrative or argumentative, and the narrative should be specific.

The topic of writing a composition is "Spring". Spring is a season full of vitality, but also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.

Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers also attracts many "working people"-bees, who are always tirelessly pollinating rape flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed immediately surges up with undulating "golden waves". From a distance, it's really beautiful!

Spring is the season people yearn for, and people always make their own plans in this season. As the saying goes: "A year's plan lies in spring, and a day's plan lies in the morning." It tells us that one year's wishes should be planned in spring, and the heaviest time of the day is in the morning. In spring, people start farming, transplanting rice seedlings and planting trees. Migratory birds also migrated from the south to the north, cheering for the farmers working in the fields. Some birds stand on tall trees, some simply stand on the ridge, and some stand on the staff. It is this that makes the farmers in the field happy and everything is very lively.

Please see how to write "the sound of nature when I wake up in the morning". I see the sky is cloudy, as if it is going to rain. What are the naughty birds chirping about? They seem to say: it's going to rain, it's going to rain! I opened the window and a drop of rain hit my cheek. Ah, that's cool! Then, the rain ticked down from the sky. They bid farewell to Brother Yun and came to this beautiful world to nourish everything. Gradually, the rain became more and more "rustling", and Zhu Xiaoyu sang a wonderful song. When the raindrops fell to the ground, their faces were still smiling, and many small drops changed immediately. Slowly, it rained heavily. Not only the sound of rain, but also the wind and thunder. The three sounds of "Huala", "Huhu" and "Rumble" are intertwined to form more beautiful music. The rain is singing, the wind is accompanying, and the thunder is beating drums. They seem to be a band and conquered the whole land. Let everything enjoy this wonderful sound. I am immersed in singing and beautiful nature. After a while, the rain stopped. The wind also held its breath. Only the rain on the eaves is still falling, Ding Dong Ding Dong. It's like singing the ending of this song. A beautiful rainbow appears in the distance, which seems to be a "colorful bridge" for people to cross the bridge, explore the magical nature and listen to the sounds of nature. Birds are singing again, as if to celebrate the joy after bathing, and as if to say: nature is so beautiful! Their wings fly to the boundless sky and the warm embrace of nature. I like to see this beautiful nature! I like to listen to the wonderful sounds of nature!

The topic of the composition is how to write a sports meeting. Unforgettable

The annual winter sports meeting arrived as scheduled, and all the teachers and students in our school took part in this unforgettable sports meeting with great excitement.

165438+1October 15 When the first ray of sunshine shines on the playground in the morning, the campus begins to boil. At this time, the students running the relay race in all grades have lined up on the playground, waiting for the relay race to start.

First of all, it was juniors who started running the relay race. Although they are young, they run as fast as deer. (figuratively) a bit like a little athlete. Of course, what impressed me most was the relay race of our fifth grade department competition. Because our fifth-grade classmates have participated in several competitions, they are like mature and experienced athletes with rich competition experience, so the competition is very exciting. You see, all the students in our class who participated in the competition rushed forward like chicken blood. Metaphorically, one by one, they rushed to the next classmate like arrows and handed the baton to each other firmly. Even I, the audience, gritted my teeth and tightened my scalp with their fierce competition. I was so excited that I kept cheering and cheering that I couldn't wait to go for a run myself. Of course, the students who participated in the relay race in our class really lived up to expectations and won the first place in the relay race in the fifth grade department. When the teacher announced this good result, I felt extremely glorious and proud.

Many students got good grades in this sports meeting. For example, in the skipping competition, Liu Xin won the second place in the women's fifth grade skipping; Lu won the first place in the fifth grade men's skipping rope. He jumped up and down on the field without any obstacles, just like a cheerful little rabbit. He jumped on one leg, jumped on two legs and jumped in place. It's really great. (Paibi) at this time, I am watching, my heart is beating up and down with the rhythm, and my steps are jumping up and down involuntarily.

This is really an unforgettable sports meeting. I hope our class can achieve better results in the next sports meeting.

Generally speaking, there are two kinds of people in this world, good people and bad people. Of course, people who do bad things often think they are good people, but people who do good things rarely flaunt themselves as good people. Good guys and bad guys have no labels on their foreheads, and the standard to distinguish them is just to see what they do.

The shipowner asked the painter to do something, and the painter did a good job and did something that did not belong to him. In the painter's view, it was a little effort, but it was this little effort that saved the lives of a boatload of people. So the shipowner rewards the painter, the painter's good man is rewarded, and the shipowner is also a good man.

Not long ago, a civilian hero, Wu Bin, a driver, was hit by an iron block while driving in Zhejiang. At the last moment of his life, he saved a car full of people from danger by virtue of his professional habits and the basic quality of a good man. Wu Bin touched not only Hangzhou, but also China.

Not long ago, the Hainan Provincial Museum held an original photo exhibition of Lei Feng, showing a living Lei Feng. Lei Feng has never done anything earth-shattering in his life, but he has been doing what he should do all his life. It is these things that create greatness in the ordinary. The spirit of Lei Feng has touched generations in China, and Lei Feng has become synonymous with good people.

It's a pity that some people find it difficult to do what they should do. Vegetable farmers grow vegetables in two fields, one for their own use and the other for sale; Chefs don't eat their own fried dishes, dairy farmers don't drink their own milk, drug dealers don't eat their own medicine, butchers don't eat their own pigs, doctors want to make money without seeing a doctor, and professors want to make money without educating people. We often resent the society's indifference to justice, but we don't know that we have become one of them. In many cases, the victim and the perpetrator cannot be completely separated.

The painter can catch up only in an instant, but the painter can catch up at the critical moment, which is also caused by his daily dedication; If he doesn't even want to be a painter, how can he catch up? The painter may not have thought that he saved lives by trapping loopholes, just as Wu Bin didn't think that his deceleration brake was saving lives, but the painter saved lives and Wu Bin became a hero. People have to do things, and everyone should do everything well in their posts, that is, be a good person seriously; It's hard to say that a person is a good person if he doesn't do his job carefully. Doing things and being a man are actually the same thing.