Waiting for the day when flowers bloom

In study, work and even life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. The composition must be focused on the theme and elaborated in depth around the same theme. Don't ramble, the theme is lax or even without theme. I believe that writing a composition is a headache for many people. The following is my collected composition on the days waiting for flowers to bloom, for reference only, hoping to help everyone. Waiting for the Day of Flowers Writing 1

Everything in the world needs to wait. If you are anxious to finish it, you will be more haste, less speed, just like an alchemist who wants to live longer, but eats the elixir before it is refined, but dies. Young trees need to wait for the rain to grow stronger and stronger, and they need the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the night to survive.

The creatures on the earth need to wait patiently for everything, even inanimate objects need to wait for the opportunity to play their functions. Books should provide adults and children with all kinds of endless knowledge at different times, erasers must help children correct typos, and clocks help everyone to do things correctly. And I am waiting for one thing every day: for me, it can soak my whole body in cool and cold water in summer, just like lying on the wet grass moistened by rain, but it can also exercise and keep fit, that is, swimming class! Swimming class is my favorite sport. I swim flexibly like a dolphin in the water and dance lightly like an elf. It's very comfortable! In the swimming class once every three weeks, I am waiting happily every day. I just stepped out of the pool and waited for the next time. Ah! Swimming is really irresistible, and it can only make people wait and wait.

waiting, sometimes exciting, sometimes impatient, sometimes anxious. I love and hate waiting. When you start waiting for a long time, it will make you unhappy and uninterested. When the time is near, it makes you very excited. Waiting is like manipulating a puppet, controlling your mood; Waiting is like practicing martial arts, training your perseverance and patience. Waiting is good or bad, sometimes to help you, and sometimes it's just boring to tease you. However, most of a person's life is waiting for a good opportunity and the right opportunity. In order to win a battle, a photographer must adjust his lens and wait for the opportunity to shoot the most beautiful scenery. A sneak attack needs time to set an ambush, and after a long wait, the attack will be successful. Time can't be rushed, so wait patiently!

Waiting has various forms and poses, and a long wait is as long as the distance between heaven and earth. A short wait is only as short as a small nanometer, but no matter how long it takes, the result of waiting is usually beautiful, just as sweet and beautiful as the fruit cultivated for a long time. No matter how fast anything is, it will eventually wait! Waiting for the Day of Blooming Composition 2

That night, the flowers were blooming and the stars were full, but I didn't look closely; Now that the flowers are broken and the stars are still there, I regret it; The wind is thin, the rain is dancing, and the red is fragrant; Lost, sentimentally attached, I am waiting for flowers to bloom in my dream. -inscription

Wait slowly, wait slowly, it seems so quiet on such a general moonlit night, and the stars seem to smile. I planted the seeds of hope with the beautiful moonlit night and waited quietly for the flowers to bloom. Wait slowly, wait slowly. In the bright sunshine, dew moistens the buds I sow. They are so fine and tender. Although they have not blossomed yet, a little harvest will make me happy. I will continue to wait for the flowers to bloom slowly. Wait slowly, wait slowly, the heat at noon is like a roadblock, but it can't always affect the seedlings I sow, learn to grow in frustration, and learn to grow strong. I am still quietly waiting for the flowers to bloom.

Wait slowly, wait slowly. When dusk comes, the sunset reddens the sky, and the sea and sky become so soft and beautiful. I really want to be a painter like Picasso and write down this beautiful scene. The seeds I planted finally grew leaves, and I grew up again. However, we have not reached the other side of success, and we still need to wait silently for the flowers to bloom.

Wait slowly, wait slowly. I love the starry sky. One meteor streaks across the sky. I hold my hands tightly and make a wish in my heart: Let the flowers bloom. From time to time, I still hum two sentences: "Meteors fly, take me to fly …" When I open my eyes, the seeds of hope are waiting for a long time at this moment. Flowers bloom, flowers bloom! The fragrance of flowers drifted into people's dreams with the wind. At this time, my mood is very complicated, one is happy, the other is never happy ... < P > Waiting for a flower to bloom requires not only patience; Waiting for a flower to bloom requires not only perseverance; Waiting for a flower not only needs love; Waiting for a flower is more important to cultivate feelings, even if it is just in its infancy, even if it is not gorgeous or beautiful, even if it is a jungle of thorns, we must overcome it and give it feelings. Only the expression of emotions will create this wonderful process of waiting for flowers to bloom.

wait ... wait ... for flowers to bloom. Waiting for the Day of Flowers Composition 3

That morning, I was studying for the biology exam in the house. Suddenly I looked up out of the window and found a small flower in bud.

It is so ordinary that I don't know when it will come. It is so humble that even the grass is taller than it. The grass next to it blocks the sun, making it unable to absorb nutrients better; The grass invaded the land around her and robbed it of its only living space.

a few days later, I forgot it, because I failed in the biology exam, and the sense of failure invaded my ideological situation, and I didn't have time to take care of that little flower. Suddenly, the sky was overcast and it rained heavily. I couldn't help thinking of that little flower again and worrying about its life.

after the rain cleared up, I couldn't wait to get out of the house and found the little flower. After a night of wind and rain, it is not as scattered as I thought, but more energetic, and the leaves washed by rain are more shiny. There are still a few drops of rain at the end of the leaves, like pearls, shining on my heart. The bud is still not open, just fuller. It even grows a little taller than the surrounding grass, getting rid of the trouble of no sunshine.

At this moment, I can't help feeling a lot in my heart. Xiaohua stands still after the hardships of wind and rain. Today is the day of another biology exam, and it is time to test my achievements after studying hard for a while. A gentleman should be flexible, and stand up from where he fell. So, I walked into the examination room with full confidence ...

The results were handed out, and I got full marks, which reached my ideal goal. I think I want to thank Xiaohua, who told me the enlightenment of life. I hurried back to the courtyard and found that the little flower was quietly blooming, as if to congratulate me on my success in the exam.

From the examination to the opening of Xiaohua, I realized the philosophy of life, and I don't have to go to a graduate school to understand it. You don't have to find a famous teacher to learn the revelation of life. This little flower may not be as beautiful as peony, as proud as chrysanthemum and as lofty as lotus, but it is the most beautiful flower in my heart.

While appreciating and praising flowers, please don't forget its past. Waiting for flowers to bloom is the most beautiful day. Waiting for the Day of Blooming Composition 4

"You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient", and everything in the world needs to wait. If you are eager for success, you will be more haste, less speed. Young trees need to wait for the rain to moisten and the sun to warm them up, so that they can grow stronger and stronger. I also need to wait for the accumulation of knowledge and culture to usher in the day of flowers.

The third day, quietly, came, and all the frolicking in the past had left me, and it was replaced by the day of waiting for flowers to bloom.

I don't know when there is a smell in the air, which urges us who are always thinking about games to study hard. Waiting for the flowers to bloom, you will never be as stupid as the first grade and as crazy as the second grade. You will find that you suddenly grow up and become an "adult" who struggles for your dreams. Looking up at the sky, I clenched my fist and waited for the day when flowers bloomed.

Growing bitterness and youthful frivolity, * * * together constitute the main melody melody of our life now.

Because of the busyness, everyone in the hall has to bear great fatigue, hold up the upper and lower eyelids of the fight, look at this formula, that theorem, the choice here, and the fill-in-the-blank there. As soon as he dozes off, he quickly gulps a cold soda and lets all kinds of molecules inside kill that hateful sleepiness. Ah! Even a mouthful of water is so learned, I'm afraid I'm enchanted. Looking at the water bottle, I comforted myself in my heart: wait, wait, and the day when flowers will bloom will always come.

I can't think of any question. I scratch my ears and put my fingers in my hair. I want to uproot all these hairs that have no other function except absorbing nutrition, but the pain scares me. There is nowhere to vent my impatience. I saw a piece of waste paper and drew a circle on it with a pen. In fact, fooling around is a kind of dependence. When I do it myself, there is always a voice in my heart asking myself: Are you really waiting for the flowers to bloom? Yes, I am really waiting for the flowers to bloom, so I have to work harder!

Day after day, unconsciously, another week passed. Piles of exercise books have witnessed my busyness, and one drained refill has recorded my efforts. Looking at the ticking of my watch and recalling everything that happened for such a long time, I really want to say thank you for the upcoming senior high school entrance examination! Thank you for giving me this chance to fight hard, so that I have the courage to face the future road of life and wait for the day of flowers with my heart.

there are various forms and postures of waiting, and the waiting time is long and short, but the result of waiting is usually beautiful, just like the fruit after long-term cultivation, it must be sweet. In order to welcome your own flowering period, fight hard! Waiting for the Day of Blooming Composition 5

Flowers bloom silently, but Alao is silent. My life is silent, too?

-Inscription

Looking at this blooming camellia in front of me, my mouth slightly rose and I fell into memory.

it was a foggy and cloudy day. I held my cheeks in my hands and stared at the papers on the table. The results of this exam were not ideal, and I dropped from the first to a dozen at once, which was undoubtedly a blow to me who was competitive. I looked out of the window, the sky was not beautiful, it rained, and the dark sky seemed to be crying. I can't help cursing in my heart, really, even God is against me! What to do! How can I realize my ideal after doing so badly in this exam? I am like a lost child, and I can't find the way forward.

I walked home with an umbrella. The rain continued to fall, and the rain dripped on the leaves on both sides of the road, making a "crack-crack" sound. I hung my head and accelerated the pace of going home.

when I got home, I didn't go into my bedroom, but came to the balcony for some reason. I put my hands on the railing and looked at the distant, foggy sky, just like my confused future, and my steps were about to move back, but suddenly stopped. A budding camellia caught my eye. I crouched down and gently touched its petals with my fingers. It was very delicate and soft. Its petals were layered on top of each other and filled with many golden particles, which were the seeds of new life. Seeing this fresh life, my mouth turned into an arc, and I couldn't help asking it, "When will you open it?" But now it is in adversity-being wantonly washed away by the rain, and I want to help it, pulling its branches in so as not to be caught in the rain. But when I was rejoicing, I gently released my hand and it bounced back, completely exposing myself to the wantonness of the rain, allowing the rain to wash away its delicate body. I can't help wondering, is this its life? It has to go through such hardships all the time before it can blossom a delicate and charming flower? Thought of here, my heart does it one brace up, I smiled, because I understand. The rain stopped slowly and the sky cleared up. Looking at it again, I can't help but be surprised. It seems to be more vibrant after the wind and rain. Under the sunshine after the rain, it radiates the same light.

after that, I wonder what happened? And I don't want to know. I just got into a habit-every day, the first place to go is the balcony, and the first thing to do is to wait for flowers! Waiting for the Day of Blooming Composition 6

April should be full of vitality and spring blossoms. However, on the morning of April 2th, an earthquake of magnitude 7. occurred in Ya 'an City, Sichuan Province, which caused landslides and ground fissures. The original beautiful home was fragmented, and the tall buildings instantly turned into pieces of ruins. The sky is gray, the white clouds are stagnant, and the whole world is dead.

On the day when flowers should be blooming, sobs and shouts are intertwined.

Sitting in front of the TV, I can't help but clench my heart: in the ruins, there are sometimes suppressed sobs, and those lucky and uninjured people call their family names and look for them helplessly ... My tears keep falling from the corner of my eyes.

There are still many strong colors in the days when flowers should bloom.

green, full of hope, fills my eyes. Soldiers of the People's Liberation Army are desperate to dig. They are racing against death, rescuing dying people from the ruins and sending them to a safe place. The next moment, they are heading for danger again ...

This touch of green is the most touching color on a blooming day.

white, which symbolizes the white of an angel. A touch of white came into my eyes again. A slender figure always reported the latest disaster. She went to the front line and was not afraid of danger. In fact, today is her wedding, and her dress is still on. On her beautiful face, it is not a quiet smile. She is called "the most beautiful bride" Chen Ying. Looking at these touching colors, I don't lament any more. Really, in the days when flowers bloom, flowers are not completely withered. Isn't that a touch of color just flowers in full bloom?

On the day when the flowers should have bloomed, there were little flowers blooming ...

After the earthquake, a little life was born, which added a little joy to this sad city. The baby in its infancy fell asleep quietly, with a quiet smile on his face. The disaster has passed and the Sri Lankan people have passed away. In this pure cry, people have raised bitter and sweet hopes ...

Although the sky is gloomy, the flowers should bloom, please don't sigh! You, me and him.

After the April 2th incident, the teacher organized a class activity for us. The teacher said passionately, "Chinese children are a family. If they are in trouble, how can we stand by and watch!" When I got home, I poured out my pocket money and counted it carefully. Outside the window, Chinese rose flowers were quietly blooming ... < P > Yes, on the day of flowering, everything went on! Waiting for the Day of Blooming Composition 7

When I look up at the sky, everything is higher than me, and I feel inferior. When I look down on the earth, it is wider than me, and I will feel inferior. I always think that I am useless now, I dare not fight for it, and I am always wasting my time. Let me have the idea that I want to work hard and break through. I read an article on a website. Before that, I always felt that the senior high school entrance examination was far away from me, so I don't have to worry.

When it comes, you can get into high school if you work hard. However, when I read that article, I suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment and enlightenment. At that time, I felt that my life could not pass like this. I asked myself, where am I inferior to others? My answer is that I don't.