Write a composition

In daily life or work and study, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. So how to write a general composition? The following is my composition. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope it will help you.

When I am afraid, when I am lonely, there will be a group of angels to help me, comfort me and accompany me. They are my classmates.

It was a sunny noon, and my classmates and I went back to the dormitory for lunch break. At that time, it was so hot that it seemed to steam us alive that no one could sleep. So we started chatting, and the dormitory suddenly became lively, as if only chatting could dispel the irritability caused by sultry heat.

We chatted about an important topic: which school to go to next semester? Almost everyone's answer is yes: I will stay in Hainan next semester. Only I said, "I ... I may not come next semester."

"Why? Why don't you come? "

"Not necessarily. My dad said let me choose where to go to school. He respects my opinion. " I responded to them.

"Then why didn't you say you were still here?"

"Because I live in my uncle's house now, I can't always stay in someone else's house, can I?" I have nothing to hide from these classmates who accompany me day and night.

"Oh, I see."

"But can you stay? There is nothing wrong with living in an uncle's house! "

"Yes, I will be in the sixth grade next semester. What if you can't adapt to the transfer now? "

"Yes, if you leave, our dormitory will not be complete, ah-"

"Well, I know! Thank you for caring so much about me, I will consider it! " Say that finish, I didn't say anything, silently closed my eyes, and tears of disappointment overflowed my eyes. ...

My happy summer vacation life was really spent in a beautiful town, just like that delicious ice cream, which is sweet in my mouth and sweet in my heart, but the later things are more interesting.

August 8, 2008 is a day that people all over the country look forward to. This is a great day for China; This is a day when Olympic athletes are gearing up. At 8 o'clock, footprints appeared in the sky, just like a light pace, step by step towards the Bird's Nest, the main venue of the Olympic Games, and the countdown began. 4! 3! 2! 1! ""come here! The opening ceremony of the Olympic Games is coming. " Beijing was suddenly brightly lit and fireworks rushed into the sky one after another. Beijing residents cheered. Sitting in front of the TV, which symbolizes the national flag of China, I also have tears in my eyes. Under the eyes of the whole world, Ran Ran stood up and the loud national anthem rang in people's ears.

The program has started. The first program is a performance of percussion. The huge phalanx composed of more than 3,000 armed police soldiers was huge and played a beautiful part, and the fluorescence on the curtain was amazing. It is said that Zuo belonged to the lowest percussion instrument thousands of years ago, but now it has high literary value, and it is used incisively and vividly by China people, which makes foreigners amazed and even stunned. This is unexpected for foreigners, and the next program is even more exciting. If you want to hear it, come to my house and listen to it for you.

I really enjoyed my summer vacation, and many interesting things happened. Because time is limited, see you next time.

There are many things in my memory, such as the stars in the sky, which are countless. I will choose the brightest star at this moment to tell you!

One day, I went to my teacher's house. No sooner had I arrived at the teacher's house than I heard a lot of noise in the room. I asked the teacher what it was like. The teacher said, "Let's eat jiaozi this day." I thought: ouch! I can't foreskin. What should I do?

Start packing. The teacher said, "I bought this leather myself in the market." First hold the skin with your left hand, then dip it in water with your right hand, then put it on the skin, wrap it with stuffing, and finally wrap it with epithelium. "I didn't look good at first, and the teacher also taught us how to report a jiaozi who can stand up. I still can't wrap it properly. However, I didn't let go. I kept wrapping, and finally wrapped a jiaozi in the shape of a paper airplane. Listening to the signboard of the crown package opposite, we smiled and had a good time. The teacher came to check and asked us boys to squeeze the skin tightly, so we squeezed it as tightly as if it were stuck together. The crown is wrapped with a jiaozi like his ear. I said, "You are really good! . "I saw that everyone packed a lot of jiaozi, so I packed it seriously. After a while, we booked more than 40 jiaozi. We all laughed.

After wrapping it, the teacher made it for us In a short time, delicious jiaozi was freshly baked. While eating, the students said, "delicious, delicious." Among them, Yang He said: "We will pack next time. Buy 10 kg next time. "

I think: I'll wrap something better next time.

Today, my mother and I made noodles (handmade), which was very interesting.

I first poured some flour into the plate, dug a small hole in the middle of the flour, poured some water into it and began to knead the flour. At first, there was flour on your hands, so you should try to break it off. My mother said, "Don't be busy with your hands. When the dough is ready, put it down." After hearing this, I had to pinch the dough with my hands like a rag, but the flour on my hands became more and more sticky, which made me want to pick it off involuntarily. It was annoying. But the hand continues.

I finally made the dough, and then I wanted it to have a good sleep. After more than ten minutes, I took it out again, sprinkled a handful of flour evenly on the wooden pier, put the dough on it, kneaded it a few times, pressed it into a cake shape with a bottle (not a rolling pin), and turned it into a long pie. After a while, when I made the dough bigger, I folded it into three equal parts, made it into a rectangle, and then cut it into small strips with a knife. Then my mother and I pulled the cut noodles aside, but the noodles piled up and stuck together. My mother and I sprinkled some flour on the noodles and finally parted. I made a variety of faces and different lengths, but I was still very happy.

At 7: 30 this evening, my mother and I arrived at the Fifth People's Hospital Square on time for physical exercise. I'm going to play football, so I brought my football. Mother is going to dance, so she goes into battle lightly.

When they arrived at the square of the Fifth People's Hospital, there was already a sea of people here. They danced to different musical rhythms. Mother came to a corner and wanted to follow them, but because she was unfamiliar, she stumbled and made me laugh.

As for me, I will kick in front of a flat wall first. I first put the ball on a point, then stepped back, then rushed in the direction of the ball, waved my right leg back, and then kicked the ball out by using the impact of reverberation and the strength I used. The ball quickly rolled to the wall, only to hear a bang, and the ball quickly bounced back and rolled to my feet. I stopped with my foot.

At this time, some children came over and I said, "Shall we play a football match?"

"good!" They agreed happily. After that, I played football with these children, one of whom was a classmate of Shangcheng Road Primary School, and we played very lively. In the end, we beat them 8: 7.

When I got home, my head seemed to be washed, and my mother quickly wiped my sweat to prevent me from catching a cold.

Tonight is really a happy exercise time.

About Writing 6 Childhood may be the happiest and most colorful time in life. Sometimes, we get excited by being praised. Sometimes, we will be angry because of injustice; Sometimes, we will sigh and complain because we have been wronged; Sometimes, we will rejoice because we have realized our wishes ... childhood life is so colorful. Not to mention my childhood.

I remember that one summer vacation, the sun scorched the earth like a fireball, and Mr. Feng didn't come to visit. I sat in the yard and fanned my fan hard, but the sweat as big as soybeans kept coming out. Just about to go into the bedroom to watch TV, my father came over and said to me with a smile; "Daughter, let's play three sets of gobang. Whoever wins will get a popsicle. How about it? " When I heard that there were popsicles to eat, I was overjoyed and readily agreed.

The competition started, and my father and I fought fiercely for the prize. In the first game, my father let me win because I was careless in playing chess; In the second game, my father learned the last lesson and stared at the chessboard. I played every move carefully, and as a result, I lost my breath. In the third game, my father and I played neck and neck. After three minutes, the winner is still undecided. I suddenly turned around, but the victory was in the dim light-I had already won, and I haven't found it yet. Looking at my father as if nothing had happened, I thought: You are really good, and you almost cheated me. I will give you a good "counterattack"! So, when my father went to the toilet, I put a layer of double-sided tape on my father's bench and went back to my seat, waiting patiently for my father to come back. Thirty minutes passed and dad hasn't come yet. I couldn't wait, so I asked my mom where my dad went, and my mom actually said that my dad went upstairs to sleep.

Childhood is so colorful!

About Writing Composition 7 The Art Festival has begun.

After lunch, the teacher told us to hurry up and practice, because we will take part in the school art festival competition in the future. 12: 30, the game officially started. The students took part in painting, paper-cutting, pencil writing, brush writing, handcraft and photography. Everyone is busy finishing their own games, and I am carefully cutting my son.

After a while, the students who wrote pencil characters have finished writing and handed them over to the teacher. Then, the students who write brush strokes, do manual work and draw pictures all finished their own works. Only paper-cutting was the slowest, but we finished it within the specified time. I cut two free children.

Mom said, "It's great to cut quickly and well today!"

Happy Food Festival

Today, the long-awaited food festival has finally arrived! I came to school early to help the teacher make posters and make our food famous all over the world. In the afternoon, the food festival began! After the teacher gave us some instructions, we were asked to taste delicious food.

Wow, there are all kinds of food on the table in every class: yogurt, cake and light cake. All kinds of things. The aroma attracted me, and my saliva accumulated into a river. Take the food coupon issued by the teacher to "buy" food! That afternoon, I not only had a good time, but also learned a lot about the origin and practice of delicious food. Also learned a lot of knowledge, can be a small chef at home!

About writing composition 8 In a colorful childhood, many people may have done childish and ridiculous things! Of course, I am no exception.

I remember once, when I was five or six years old, my grandfather made a very big chicken coop on the grass behind my house, which was about three stories high. There are many chickens in it. My grandfather will let them out every afternoon, let them take a walk and eat the worms on the ground. Then, after my sister and I finish school, we will put them in the henhouse. Some chickens are very conscious, but some just can't get in. Then my grandfather and my sister and I chased those disobedient chickens everywhere, sometimes covered with feathers. I finally caught a chicken, and his wings startled me, so I threw it on the ground. My grandfather and my sister said, "You finally caught it." I said, "That chicken was always flapping its wings to scare me, so I threw it away." Grandpa said, "Nothing, you are scratching."

But this chick, who belongs to the kind of girl who is particularly obedient, happened to be caught by my sister. We each took one, let the chicken face to face, and then it bit. Really in distress situation! I quickly took it away, and then put my hand under its two wings, warm, and put it back in the henhouse.

It's been a long time, but I still often think of this interesting thing in the ocean of memory. My childhood is really like a colorful box!

About Writing Composition 9 When the first ray of sunshine in the morning came down, there was a sokcho in the forgotten corner. He was very happy when he saw the sunshine. But in this corner, the sun couldn't come in, and he stretched his head hard. In any case, he can't get the care of the sun, and he is eager to reach the sun. At this moment, he only thinks that I want to grow up until I can shine in the sun. This wish has always inspired him to be hard. Everyone looks at it with strange sunshine. Flowers growing in the dazzling sunshine will only laugh at it, and they will never grow into sunny places, but it ignores them and wants to grow up.

After the heavy rain, it was covered with dew, and its waist was bent by the rain, but it didn't give up, so it kept on, but didn't realize its growth. It only rested when it was tired, so day by day passed and never gave up.

Finally, one day, the grass grew very tall and it stuck its head out. It dares to talk about caring, warmth and colorful sunshine. In this way, the grass grew more and more, and in a few days, it covered the whole corner. Xiaohua became silent, and no one laughed at it anymore. This forgotten corner has become full of vitality, and tourists pay attention to it. No one believes that the grass can last so long, and no one thinks about it.

In this way, forgetting turned into attention, and the grass gradually became confident. So there is sunshine in the corner.

Although forgotten, as long as you have a persistent and enterprising heart, you will eventually get "sunshine".

About writing a composition 10 When I was in the third group, something happened.

After lunch at noon, I sat in my seat waiting for my lunch break. Suddenly, a man ran in and said, "Where's Hu Zhenyang? The teacher is looking for him! " We just realized, by the way, where is Hu Zhenyang? The whole class is here, but Hu Zhenyang is not in the classroom. Is he missing? There are only a few places on campus, which are not big. It's impossible! The hot sun is in the sky, and the sun is so big that Hu Zhenyang is not hot! How cool the classroom is! There is no reason not to go back to the classroom! At this moment, Yiran said, "I just saw him run out of a small utility room. He was flustered when he saw me! " "We are sure that he is not missing, but somehow he is avoiding us! Maybe he wants to skip class? Really, it makes me angry to think about it.

At this time, Taiyizhou (narcissist) came out to be cool. Like a detective, he reasoned at random and really wanted to slap him, but later he wanted to calm down and chose to ignore something. After a while, Hu Zhenyang was finally brought to justice! Hey, this classmate is really worried! Just find it, or the radio will report it many times: "Please Hu Zhenyang from Class Five (1) go back to the classroom at once!" Later, we found him in the teacher's office. It turned out that he was afraid that the teacher would talk about him, because he was not in the science classroom when the bell rang, so he avoided us. The teacher punished him for eating moon cakes and eating a lot. I laughed at that time, haha!

I will never forget this adventure. Thank god, it's not me who is punished!

Everything has a causal relationship, and everyone has their own joys and sorrows. How boring it would be if there were only humans in the world, but I think this is a big joke.

In the whole solar system, it can be said that human beings are the most fickle and insidious creatures. Of course, this statement is aimed at people today.

Humans today are unpredictable creatures. For example, mutual friends, in the face of interests, will you give in to each other? For example, in the face of life choices, how do you know whether your future is bleak or bright? Therefore, man is a creature that cannot be described and speculated in words.

Everyone has his own yearning. For example, some people work hard just to make their old age better and their future generations happy and healthy. And some people rely on their own short-term gains and don't pay attention to others, but these people often lose more after short-term pride. Because the person who was bullied by her (him) has grown up and has his own career. Maybe others have n steps more than you, but you are still standing still and stagnant.

In fact, sometimes, in the early morning, when the sun is not very bright, make a cup of tea, sit by the window, close your eyes and reflect on the past years, and you will have a lot of feelings. However, when you understand this feeling, you will find that there are still many places worth improving.

Think back quietly, taste the taste of death, and have many feelings in my heart. When the sun sets, I see the sunset glow hanging on the horizon, but all I see is countless nostalgia, which can only be summarized by laughter.

About writing a composition 12 The dark clouds gradually covered the sun and locked us in a dark prison step by step, unable to struggle.

"It's going to rain!" I don't know who said that. I looked up, hoping it would rain later. We are going to physical education class, and there is nothing to shelter from the rain in the open playground. As soon as the bell rang, the rain fell on my head. In line, the students rushed into the canteen, worried that they would get wet if they were late.

"Don't rain, don't rain ..." Everyone was thinking, but it rained cats and dogs.

Several students who had finished their meal the earliest walked to the front of the canteen and became worried. What shall we do? The classroom is far from the canteen! No way, let's make a cross: run back! The rain blurred our vision, but we still ran in the rain and were unhappy with each other.

We ran back to the classroom as fast as we could, and everyone was panting. But we came up with a new idea: giving umbrellas. It's raining so hard outside that we just got to the classroom first. Why not? So we picked up some umbrellas and ran down the stairs.

After seeing us, those students who are still worried at the entrance of the canteen seem to have seized the straw and took the umbrella we brought. Students in other classes must be jealous and watch us together. We were also embarrassed, so we took an extra umbrella and asked them, "Please take this one and return it to us when you get back to the classroom."

The students thanked them quickly and walked back to the classroom with umbrellas.

Although it is raining, our mood is like eating a piece of honey, which is sweet from head to toe. The heart is occupied by an inexplicable force, which makes everyone keep from ear to ear.

"It's raining." In a word, it set off waves in the hearts of students.

It is raining.

About writing a composition 13 I woke up in the morning and found that the weather was particularly bad. The sun has long since disappeared, and I can't see anything clearly in the foggy distance. There are so few pedestrians on the street that I don't want to go out when I see this scene.

Until noon, the sun finally turned into a sword to disperse the layers of smog. Although the smiling face of sunshine is not so bright, my heart has already felt warmth and comfort. My father and I came to the street and saw some fishing enthusiasts armed to the teeth fishing on boats near the pier. No matter how heavy the smog is, it can't stop the enthusiasm of fishing enthusiasts!

When my father and I came to the boat, I saw an uncle knead the delicious fish feed into a ball, then tied the ball to the fishing rod with a fish hook, then carried the fishing rod on his shoulder and threw it forward hard, only to see ripples on the water in the distance. After a while, the water gradually calmed down. Next, we wait for the fish to take the bait automatically. Everyone held their breath and stared at the buoy for five minutes, ten minutes and fifteen minutes ... When everyone was impatient, the buoy moved slightly and I almost cried, but the fisherman said unhurriedly, "Don't worry, wait a little longer."

At this time, I saw the buoy suddenly sinking, the fisherman quickly pulled up the fishing rod, and a silver fish shook its tail and took the bait. People on the shore talked about it: "Oh, I caught a fish." "This young man has a good skill." ..... Dad saw a fish fishing, and his heart itched. He hurried home, got a fishing rod, and joined the fishing team.

Writing composition 14 didn't like to fill the recess with sports as much as now. It always sits in the classroom and draws pictures. My mother's basketball class was also in the exclusive queue at that time, because I always wanted to play.

Until one day, the word "basketball" was "recycled" from the trash can of memory. I was watching TV in the living room that day, and I accidentally watched the nba game when I chose the channel. Gradually, after I watched the game, basketball came back to me and ignited a "ball soul" that I had never had before.

But at that time, the basketball class was over because of the venue problem, so I could only play at school. At first, I played in my class, only knowing the mode of taking basketball class. I couldn't shoot anyone, so I stood and threw it away, and then I waited for the person who came to me to take the racket away. Not only can't shoot, but also don't know the rules. Foul with the ball, then foul with the ball I accidentally fouled, and then my classmates said it was useless. I am depressed and want to give up for a while.

Who knows, he later returned to the stadium and became the main force. After giving up that time, another idea came to mind-turning despair into a comeback. So I watch the game for 20 minutes every day, study my skills, confirm my position, the defense I should do and the appropriate attack. After coming back, I made rapid progress and became a center, responsible for rebounding and passing. After mastering it, I tried to grab the ball and throw it myself. As a result, I tapped the hidden three-pointer qualification and entered the main attack from the auxiliary position. Now he is a member of the school team in all aspects. And the game changed from being rejected at the beginning to not having me (I can't play without me).

I want to go back to the past, find me who wanted to come back at that time, and say to him, "Thank you, my will to die is very strong, and I made Lin go forward today."

About writing 1 51June1,my father, mother, uncle, aunt, my good friend Wang, my little sister Diandian, a *** 10 person drove to Huangbai Garden to play. Many people go out to play on the road, including adults and children. Everyone is very happy, talking and laughing. Our car turned around on the mountain road. There are green grass and trees on both sides of the road. Beautiful, beautiful. The car turned left and right for a while. Soon I got carsick and felt very uncomfortable. I threw up when I got off the bus.

In the evening, we all stay at the farmer's uncle's house. The next morning, our children got up early and saw dogs and chickens in the yard and mountains in the distance. The mountain is green, and there is running water under it. After dinner, we climbed mountains together, fished small fish in the river and picked beautiful wild flowers by the river. In the evening, we drive home. On the way home, there are many beautiful lights.

On the morning of October 3rd, 65438/kloc-0, my father and I drove to my grandmother's house in Yan 'an. In the afternoon, there are many people and many interesting things. The next morning, grandpa took my little sister and me to catch bugs in vegetable fields. These bugs eat a lot of cabbage leaves. I picked two cabbages myself and asked my grandmother to cook them for us.

In the afternoon, my father, aunt, uncle and grandfather took our two children to see a musical-Impression of Yan 'an. The performances are very lively, including the emperor, the Eighth Route Army, Chairman Mao, the bride riding a donkey and the groom pulling a donkey. Luckily, I found five pieces of candy. After watching the performance, I also played pirate ships, jerboa, merry-go-round, and watched 5D movies. On the third morning, I followed my grandfather, sister and little sister to pick hawthorn fruit. There are many red hawthorn fruits on the hawthorn tree, which are very beautiful. With grandpa's help, I climbed the tree to pick hawthorn, and my hands and arms were cut. The hawthorn fruit is very sour, and my mouth is trembling. In the afternoon, my father drove me back to Xi 'an.