A theme composition describing growing up in the sun

Friend, do you smell the sunshine around you? Friend, if not, bring a bunch of roses from Yan Huang and open your heart with a smile. My friend, whether there is sunshine around you or not, your heart should be full of sunshine, just like the golden sunshine flowers in the mysterious garden. Here I'd like to share with you some theme compositions about growing up in the sun, hoping to help you. Welcome to read!

Theme composition describing growing up in the sun 1

Time is an irresistible scarf, slipping gently from your fingertips. But we still have to daub and spray love with our heart, so that love will never fade and shine on the picture of life.

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My parents divorced when I was young. My mother left me when I was just full moon. Since then, I have lived alone with my father. In the lost spring and autumn, I have gradually understood fatherly love.

On the eve of the exam, my father put down his work and came back to see me from the construction site in the city. To my surprise, my excitement calmed down in my father's cordial greetings. But I still can't understand: my father loves his work and seldom goes home on holidays. Why did he ask for leave for me this time?

As soon as I got home, my father bought me a ticket and told me to take the exam carefully and not to rush for success. When everything was ready, he was relieved.

The next day, my father returned to the construction site. The fog in the morning has not completely dissipated, and the sky is gray. It's quiet around, and the air is filled with water vapor, which makes people feel particularly cool.

My father went out, and I crept behind him. I saw my father take that old motorcycle out of the shed. A cool breeze blew and I couldn't help shivering. At this time, my father realized me behind him and said kindly, "Go to sleep for a while, dad is gone!" " I refused: "Dad, let me see you off!" " Dad didn't say a word, so he pushed the car into the road, and I rushed over to help dad push it up.

It took a long time to push the car to the road, and my father was already sweating. He found a stone and sat down. He slowly took out a short tobacco leaf from an old cigarette bag and smoked it slowly. Suddenly, he jumped up from the stone, got on the motorcycle, and stepped on the starting lever hard. The car groaned hoarsely and spit out several circles of smoke from time to time. At this time, I saw my father's hand, which became thin and rough. The veins stood out obviously, and my heart seemed to be pricked and hurt.

"Baby, dad is gone, take a good test, win honor for me and win breath for our village!" Listening to my father's simple language, my heart got more comfort.

"DuDu, DuDu, DuDu ...", Dad is leaving, and my heart is full of blood at this moment. "Dad", I can't help but let out a cry. "What's the matter?" Dad looked back at me. "Have a safe trip and there are many cars in the city." Suddenly, he looked at me in surprise, and there was an old tear in the wrinkled corner of his eye.

Time flies and life passes peacefully, but my father's love is unforgettable. He shines on my heart like a ray of sunshine, warm. ...

Topic composition describing growing up in the sun II

Warm and fragrant, but there are also moments that can't be controlled. I like the sunshine, and I like the feeling of being exposed to it.

There is a big tree in the corner of the campus. The sun shone on me through the leaves. I raised my hand to hold the ray of sunshine, only to find that it had slipped through my five fingers ... it slipped through my hand and stroked my face. As soon as the wind blew, the leaves began to swing, but the sun didn't stay on me.

Sunshine, what is it?

The most beautiful sunshine in my life is friendship! Sunshine is a little warmth that shines into my heart, and the existence of friends gives me the temperature like sunshine.

An ordinary friend tells you his troubles, and a real friend helps you solve them. An ordinary friend thinks that your friendship is gone after your quarrel, while a real friend thinks that your friendship has not started before your quarrel. An ordinary friend wants you to be by his side forever, and a true friend expects to be by your side forever. ...

It is said that fatherly love is boundless and maternal love is selfless. I love my parents, but what I care about is friendship! Without parents, there would be no me. What's the point of living without friendship? I don't need to be rich, I just want a really good friend! I just want to live this life lightly! With friends, you can be happy and pursue your dreams better. A friend is always a backer, a harbor and a shoulder to lean on. I'm afraid of losing my friends, and those who turn their backs on me are a blow to me. Will they leave with a smile? If you still like me, my heart will be cold ... I don't want to touch the abandoned wound, just like lightning and heavy rain after a sunny day, which poured on me and stung my heart.

I am an insecure child, so I cherish the friendship I have now. I'm afraid it will escape me like the last ray of sunshine, so that I can't reach it. Once, I liked to see the high sky, the boundless sea and the happy smiles on your faces. At that time, flowers slipped down my shoulders like water, and I suddenly found myself far away from the past. I still remember that after experiencing the pain and struggle given by life, I strung my memory into a bracelet and tied it loosely on my wrist. The story of youth suddenly became so brilliant and so sad. In the flowing years, I counted the lines in my palm and collected bits and pieces of happiness and sadness.

We grew up silently in the song-like years of youth, sweat spilled on this land, and all our friends who fought side by side left our memories.

The word "friend" is a pain that I dare not look at. The existence of friendship makes me firmly believe! I am afraid that the sun will leave me, and I am even more afraid that my friends will leave me! It is difficult for me to give up my love for sunshine and my affection for my friends, so I choose to have both and let the sunshine of friendship accompany me.

I want to catch the sunshine that I can't catch!

Describe the theme of growing up in the sun composition 3

Collect sunshine, so that warmth will always be noticed; Collect sunshine and let the light stay in your heart forever.

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Sunshine, like a grass in spring, gives people great vitality; Sunshine is like a summer breeze, giving people complete coolness; Sunshine is like the ear of rice in autumn, giving people the joy of harvest; Sunshine, like the cold plum in winter, gives a strong impression.

I like collecting the sunshine in spring. The sunshine in spring is pleasant, bathed in warm sunshine. It's time to study, take a good book, read it quietly, and read "but how much love there is in an inch of grass, you get three rays of spring", which is the greatness of maternal love; Read "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", which is the dedication of spring rain; Reading "but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded", this is the beauty of spring. Collecting the sunshine in spring has given me good knowledge.

I like collecting sunshine in summer. The sunshine in summer is hot and dry, and I don't like cicada singing, but I still like to spread a mat under the tree and close my eyes, not to enjoy the rare shade, but to enjoy the hot sunshine in summer. When a ray of sunshine hides in the face from the trees, the world seems to be quiet. This is the beauty of summer sunshine. Collecting summer sunshine taught me to keep quiet.

I like collecting autumn sunshine. The sunshine in autumn is soft. Strolling in the fruit-laden forest, sucking the attractive fruit fragrance, the autumn sunshine sprinkled on the bright fruit, making the lovely fruit sweeter. Autumn sunshine taught me how to enrich.

Sunshine in winter is precious. What do you need most when you are surrounded by the cold in winter and when you step on the snow? A ray of warm sunshine, of course. When the warm sunshine shines in my heart, the ice and snow melt. The sunshine in winter is full of infinite power and can penetrate all the cold. The sunshine in the cold winter makes me embrace warmth.

I love collecting sunshine, because it is brilliant, because it is brilliant, because it does not yield to the madness of darkness, dark clouds and lightning. Because it brings hope to the lost and light to the sleeping.

God gave us a bottle. Some people use it to hold money, fame and status. They stink of copper and can only roll and struggle in the filthy mud all their lives. Why bother? Fight in secret, work hard, but don't know how to abandon fame and fortune. Collecting sunlight will give you the vitality of grass, the thoroughness of breeze, the enrichment of rice ears and the strength of cold plum.

Collect sunlight with your eyes, which gives you temporary beauty; Collect the sunshine with your heart, and it will give you eternal beauty.

Describe the theme composition growing up in the sun 4

In the morning, the sun shone into my room, drenched me and warmed my whole body, just like being cared for.

Everyday life, day after day, is the same as learning to do homework. Can't say happy, can't say bitter, can't say boring, as if nothing can be said. Did I stay at home for too long and forget to be happy?

On Sunday, my father said that the pink grass in Century Lotus Gymnasium bloomed like fog, the rape flowers filled with the breath of spring like gold, the chrysanthemums hid in the sun like shy girls, the golden wind chimes on the roadside bloomed like sunshine, and spring came. Let's go for a walk! Hearing the news, I jumped with joy. Before going out, my father told me to wear a mask at all times, keep a distance of one meter from others and not touch anything outside. When I got home, I washed my hands and disinfected immediately. I readily agreed. Armed to the teeth, we walked into the park under the sea of flowers together, and the spring was beautiful, looking for long-lost outdoor fun.

As soon as I entered the broad century lotus, I was filled with endless chrysanthemums. The fragrance of flowers is ten miles, and the smell is full of nose. I close my eyes, open my arms, look up, take a deep breath and feel the beautiful gift from the earth. At that moment, I seemed to be reborn and breathed the air of nature that I had not seen for a long time. In this way, I stood quietly in the sea of flowers, recalling the days when I was isolated at home for more than a month. How beautiful the scenery is at the moment, like a fairyland on earth, I am intoxicated.

Dad took the drone, and we went to an open place. The four wings of the drone spread like freedom. I connected my mobile phone and held the remote control, and the drone flew instantly, like a happy bird, soaring in the blue sky. The camera on the drone is like its eyes. Through the screen of the mobile phone, I saw the beautiful scenery seen by the drone. Nearby, the river surface of Dongping Lake is sparkling, with buildings, trees and bridges, and figures reflected on the river surface. The earth overlooking the sky becomes smaller, the trees sway gently in the spring breeze, and the sparse figure walks back and forth, just like a vivid landscape painting.

In the distance, the drone looked up at the colorful Dongping Bridge, and seemed determined to enjoy the dazzling orange brilliance of the Spring Bridge over the Linjiang River, and then see how many cars roared past the bridge. I was fascinated by the beauty of drones flying in the air. I fell in love with the beauty of overlooking the earth in the air instead of urging it back. In order to leave the beautiful scenery in front of me, I secretly looked at several scenery, pressed the shortcut key of taking pictures, and fixed the beauty of the moment in eternity.

Time flies, just for a moment, the afterglow of the sunset sank behind the urban buildings, and we also embarked on the road home. I hope the epidemic will pass quickly and everyone's life will return to normal, especially the people in Hubei. Let's walk into spring together and feel the warmth of sunshine, the ripples of breeze and the beauty of nature.

Describe the theme composition growing up in the sun 5

A ray of warm sunshine sprinkled on my face. I opened my eyes, yawned and ran to my mother happily. I am a happy duckling. Today, my mother will take us for a walk in the street.

After breakfast, we skipped out of the duck shed with our mother. Along the way, I chatted with my brothers and sisters and looked around curiously: dazzling billboards, mighty tall buildings, novel goods in small shops … What a bustling street!

I looked around and forgot my feet for a moment. With a splash, I fell into the dark and wet sewer. There is water all around, and the current is so fast that it seems to wash me away at any time. I was so scared that I swam back desperately and kept pedaling with my little feet. My mother and my brothers and sisters shouted from above. I shouted with all my strength, but there was no one on the ditch. The surging water keeps flowing, and my strength is gradually exhausted. Fear and anxiety welled up in my mind, and I felt deeply helpless and desperate.

Suddenly, a figure wearing a police cap appeared at the wellhead. It turned out to be a policeman. I seemed to see a ray of sunshine and screamed with excitement. The policeman leaned down, put down his big black hand, tried his best to reach in my direction, and I tried my best to swim with him. Ah, almost, almost. The hair on my head touched the police hand, and I vaguely felt the temperature of the police hand. I'm going to be saved!

"Wow", a fierce current swept through and made a mocking sound. At this moment, I left the warm hand of the police and was washed away. Fear filled my mind again and I screamed and struggled forward. Look at the wellhead again, the police cap is gone! God, the police are gone, and I'm going to die in this smelly and dark sewer!

Just when I was desperate, the police reappeared at the wellhead. He was holding a short net bag with a handle in his hand and tried his best to reach me as before. Three meters, two meters, one meter ... With the concerted efforts of our new Qi Xin, the small net bag keeps approaching me, and then approaches. ...

I'm so nervous that I'm afraid of being washed away again and never coming back. The small net bag trembled in front of my eyes, and the sound of the sewer echoed in my ears. Finally, I stared at the net bag with all my strength and jumped.

I landed firmly on the net bag and the water rubbed my toes. I'm saved! I was salvaged and finally saw the bright sunshine again. The policeman stroked me and gently put me on the ground. My mother and my brothers and sisters gathered around cheering. The sun shines on my wet body and I feel very comfortable.

I looked at the policeman gratefully. He was squatting and smiling at me. His smile is so sweet, like warm sunshine.

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