Writing with what peers?

In real life or work and study, everyone will inevitably contact or use composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is a composition carefully compiled by my colleagues and I hope to help you.

What peer composition 1 People who walk with me are always lonely. From the past, I can't adapt to it, and now, the loneliness of walking with me has taught me how to live and how to laugh at life.

The sentence "Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, so it can be said that it is no different from others" tells me that loneliness is not unique to me. Everyone is lonely, and no one is not lonely. I have never been the kind of person who can play with children since I was a child. When I was a child, I still wondered if I was strange, if I was "unsociable" as adults said, and I felt "life is really lonely" because I was often alone at an early age! At that time, although I couldn't integrate into the children's play, I still watched them play and dreamed of joining their team and becoming one of them, so as to get rid of the loneliness of following myself.

Later, when I was a little older, I no longer regarded being one with everyone as a desire. Loneliness taught me to read, which also taught me how to live. I will find all the books, movies or music that can satisfy me to explore the world in my spare time, regard the loneliness with me as a friend, record it when I feel it, and continue reading if I don't feel it. Gradually, loneliness is no longer uncomfortable, but becomes a kind of enjoyment, which makes me immerse myself in my own time, learn how to live step by step, and then let me learn how to laugh at life.

When loneliness goes hand in hand with me, I know that life does not intend to give me more friends besides loneliness. This is impermanence in life. Life won't give you anything more because you are cute. Everything is randomly assigned, and loneliness is assigned to you. Then you must learn to adapt and even enjoy this loneliness, otherwise, can you find trouble in your life? I can't.

People who walk with me are always lonely. If you are the same, please learn to adapt and try to turn it into enjoyment.

Walking with humility, humility is the best virtue.

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There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan. I will go up and down for the truth and the best, so that I can be humble. The school spirit is eight sonorous characters-modesty is heavy and magnificent, with modesty as the head, which shows its importance. At all times and in all countries, there are many words about "modesty", all of which teach people to be "modest".

I have seen Deng Yaping's documentary, in which there is a classic saying, "People can see my success because I have a humble heart." Deng Yaping, a fledgling in that year, was always dissatisfied with herself during training, competition and competition, so she carefully observed other athletes, worked hard, encouraged herself, kept a humble heart, constantly surpassed and strived to create the glory of table tennis.

Keep a humble heart, you can not be satisfied with the status quo, you will not limit yourself, and then you will continue to break through. This is the rebirth of silkworms after they break their cocoons. Please walk modestly.

Everyone must know the story of apologizing. Lian Po first vowed to humiliate Lin Xiangru because he respected himself. When Lin Xiangru knew about this, he hid and refused to see Lian Po, which led to ridicule. Finally, he told the reason. Lian Po was ashamed, offered a humble apology and was as humble and tolerant as he was. In the story, Lin Xiangru thinks about the national interests, not personal interests, so Lin Xiangru is really admirable.

Keep a humble heart, you can accept tolerance, you can keep a quiet heart, you can keep inner peace, you can face life directly, you won't be blinded by trivial things in life, and you can communicate with everything. Please walk modestly.

Humility is the best virtue. With humility, we can be above the world, look at problems from different angles, break through ourselves and accept everything.

Please, walk humbly, and along the way, you will surely become rich.

Everyone has a flower in his heart. The more difficult and harsh the situation, the more brilliant and energetic it will be. That's just hope, ordinary and real hope. Walking with hope, even if you don't succeed in the end, you will be moved by this precious journey and become a valuable asset in life.

Someone once said that in the face of difficulties and adversity, losing hope is doomed to failure, while having hope has at least the possibility of success. Therefore, on the long road of life, we should go on with hope and live without abandoning or giving up.

Alone on a desert island, Robinson was short of food, lonely for a long time, and waiting for help aimlessly. In the eyes of all people, the possibility of being rescued was almost zero, but he did not give up this possibility, and accompanied by hope all day long, he stubbornly walked on. Walking with hope, he tried his best to find food and must live; Walk with hope, read the Bible when you are sick, and never give up. Walking with hope, drifting on my own for 27 years and finally being rescued!

Hope is the foundation of hard work and fighting spirit. Without hope, how can people do their best? The man described by Jack London has created a hopeful miracle of "another village" in an environment where there is almost no possibility of survival. Walking with hope is not the beginning of struggle.

Losing hope is doomed to failure. On the edge of the war-torn Wujiang River, Xiang Yu, the king of Chu, lost the hope that "one day, I will ride the long wind to break the huge waves and and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea", was confused and finally threw himself into the river. Compared with the ancients, how many modern people have not walked with hope? There is no hope of learning. How many teenagers have chosen to give up and be willing to fall? Work pressure and hard life, how many adults have chosen to commit suicide? At least, they should also have hope-the hope of trying!

The senior high school entrance examination is just around the corner, and we should go on with hope. Life is like a picture book. As long as there is hope, you can tear up the old chapter and describe life again. At this time, I am about to draw a new stroke on a new chapter with hope.

On the red runway of the playground, my classmates and I were sweating. Sitting at my desk, textbooks accompany me and nourish my ignorant mind; In class, the teacher and I are together, and we are moving towards a brand-new future.

Every day, friends, parents, classmates and teachers all spend a happy time with us, so that we will feel that time passes in a hurry and we will be separated soon. And you, who have been with me for so many years, have never left.

I walk with you in the tunnel of time and take you with me almost every day. You are covered with thick ink. I took out a book from it, chewed it slowly and enjoyed it carefully. Sometimes, I will take out a thick homework from you, rack my brains to think and try to expand my thinking. I always take out endless knowledge from your little body, and you always let me enjoy it endlessly.

Ordinary you, indeed loaded with a wider world than the ocean. You are just a small schoolbag. I carry you to school every day, and I won't let you leave my shoulder every day. I want you to accompany me and walk with me, so that I can get more spiritual wealth from you.

You make me study every day. In primary school, you were very light, and the knowledge in your body was always absorbed by me quickly; In middle school, you became heavier and heavier, and I became more and more thoughtful. Your sudden increase in burden has put a lot of pressure on me, so I can only grope my way forward step by step. But just as you are not afraid of the increased burden, I am not afraid of the hardships on the way to school. Let's go together and face the unknown world together.

In the morning, I will carry you behind my back and greet the sunrise with you; In the evening, I still hold you and pick up the glory of the sunset together; At midnight, you and I swim in the ocean of knowledge with bright lights.

Walking with you, I have gained the power brought by knowledge; Walking with you, I get the pleasure of learning, walking with you, I get the pleasure of growing up. My little schoolbag, I will take you on the road together and rush to the brilliant front.

Why is it that the vision of human beings is getting smaller and smaller?

After stepping into 2 1 century, human beings have also stepped into the high-tech era, and for this reason, human beings have also changed. There are no more people running in the fields, boating in rivers and lakes, climbing mountains ... Humans have imprisoned themselves in the gray of reinforced brick walls, locked themselves in hard iron gates, locked themselves in neurotic barking, and simple customs are gone. People in the city blocked their eyes from visiting nature.

I was born a child who loves Akiyama. When I was a child, my father often took me out to travel. Two bicycles are two kinds of happy moods. What was scattered on the road was not the bell of Rinrin's car, but our heartfelt laughter ... At that time, I went to some small villages around, although it was not a place of interest. Because I like to let the little green in the suburbs moisten my depressed dry eyes, I like to let the natural wind blow the fragrance of fresh grass around my hair tips, and I like to walk with nature.

After entering junior high school, especially in the third grade, the study task becomes heavier, and dad's work is not as easy as before. For the senior high school entrance examination, I firmly huddled myself in a gray classroom and an orange hut. The life of "two points and one line" made me lose myself and the opportunity to walk with nature.

Until one day, I found that the big tree in the school had lost all its leaves, and in the early spring when it was warm and cold, it actually sprouted a little new green, and my heart was filled with incomparable joy. It seems that only a few days later, the tree is full of flowers-it turned out to be a peach tree! That pink flower is so beautiful. It nets the sapphire blue sky and drowns me in the pink sea. In front of it, I seem to hear the voice of life inching forward.

It turns out that nature never belongs to the suburbs and has never been far away from me! Maybe I live a life of two points and one line, but how much natural beauty is hidden in this life? Maybe it's a few street trees, maybe it's a small lawn, maybe it's a bunch of wild flowers, maybe it's blue and far-reaching overhead. Man has never lost his nature, but he lacks a walking angle. If you look at the world at a 45-degree angle, you will find that the world has changed, and even the young leaves on the trees have turned into green flowers. Nature, around us, just us, has not been discovered.

Walk with nature, past, present and future. Because nature is close behind.

Writing with what peers 6 "Books are the ladder of human progress", this is what Gorky said, yes, books have a deep influence on me, and that faint book fragrance has left a deep trace in my growing experience. ...

I love reading, and everyone who knows me knows that I spend all my pocket money at home on it. One day, I took a fancy to a book and bought it without hesitation. Holding a book, walking on the way home, don't want to mention how beautiful it is. The wind blows gently in my face, and birds are twittering around me, as if a concert is being held. I can't help speeding up my pace, thinking about going home early, making a cup of green tea and reading a book while drinking tea on the balcony. How pleasant it would be!

But the weather changed, the clear sky suddenly became overcast, and the birds flew without a trace. What should I do? It will rain. I quickly took off my coat, used my schoolbag and ran home quickly. "Boom ..." The downpour hit me, and I was soaked to the skin. I bent down and pressed the book to my chest for fear of getting wet. I was shivering with cold in the storm.

When I finally got home, my mother was shocked to see me like this. She quickly found a dry towel and wiped it for me. She kept saying, "Look at you, it's raining so hard that I don't know to hide. What if I get gonorrhea? " I smiled at my mother. "Mom, it's okay. Don't worry. " Then he ran upstairs and couldn't wait to open his clothes. The book lay there quietly, emitting a faint scent of ink. Suddenly, it spread among my books and I smiled comfortably.

In my life of more than ten years, books have been a part of my life. I like reading classics, Chinese and foreign classics, and many characters in the book have deeply infected me. Seeing Lin Daiyu in A Dream of Red Mansions, she wept silently. Seeing Lu Da in the Water Margin, I cheered for him in my heart and thought I would grow up to be like him. When I see the Stars in Spring written by Bing Xin, I will be in a wonderful state, integrated with maternal love, innocence and nature. ...

My life is full and happy when I am accompanied by books. Books have witnessed my growth, and books are my mentor and friend. Walking with books, I will not feel lonely. It is like a bright lamp, which illuminates my life.

How many potholes in your life make you fall over and over again? How many cliffs in your life make you escape again and again? In life, how many fogs make you confused again and again? However, you can be afraid, but you can't back down.

How long is a person's life? Just a few decades in a hurry. On this road, the muddy road bears the success and failure. It is just an ordinary bumpy road, but it is also the embodiment of the imprint of life. Walking with the mud, let's stop shrinking in the rough and learn to go forward bravely.

In the cold winter, the flowers in the greenhouse are often colorful. Magnolia in potted plants, full petals, radiant. It hasn't experienced a little wind and rain. Therefore, when the whistling wind blew open the window, the original delicate and charming magnolia also broke its stem in an instant, and the fragrant petals were blown away and scattered in the cold rubble, without any aesthetic feeling.

The wild chrysanthemums on the roadside are so small and unremarkable that no one will notice them no matter whether it is windy or rainy. In the mud, it only keeps company with the cold.

When it was trampled by the following footsteps again and again, it did not yield, still stood on its back, enjoying the cold wind and heavy rain in the mud, so no matter how crazy the wind is, it can't be broken, no matter how heavy the rain is, it can't be destroyed.

It was born in the mud and grew in the mud. The hot summer and cold winter it has experienced are something that delicate magnolia has never experienced, so it knows more and knows how to survive.

Flowers are like this, and so are we humans.

In the mud and bumps, we learned courage, confidence and self-reliance. This life is neither short nor long, but what we have learned during this time is enough for us to taste a lot.

We are always walking in the mud, maybe it is the coming exam; Perhaps it is the friction between people; Perhaps, this is a crisis in our career ... it can be anything, but we can only stand side by side with it and cannot destroy it. Mud in life, every pothole is a witness of our harvest and growth.

Walking with the mud, let us gain growth and win confidence!

Why peer composition 8 A person's applause is lonely, and a person's journey is difficult. But when there is one more person around in the current trip, everything will become full and relaxed ... that person is called a friend!

Walking with friends, we are braver!

I can't open my eyes on stage and in the spotlight, and I can't find her off stage. The music sounded, and the notes jumped out from between the lips and teeth, which seemed a bit messy. Although the weather is very cold, my hands are still sweating. Trying to keep up with the beat, my voice trembled. Inadvertently looking at that corner, a vague figure, but you can still see that it is her. She raised her hand and made a refueling gesture to me! Oh, she is encouraging me! I can't help but summon up courage and find the beat. I remember her encouragement in rehearsal ... At the end of the song, there was applause. Thank you, my friend, for making me braver!

Walking with friends, we are stronger!

"It's raining in front of my window, and the glass is crying ..." Is the sky crying? Tears fell from the corner of my eyes, leaving a tear mark. Footsteps sounded on the stairs, not mom or dad's, but hers! Footsteps stopped at the door of the room, and then the light shone into my room. "Don't turn on the light at night, you want to scare me to death!" I didn't answer, and my tears couldn't help falling. She touched the switch and her eyes lit up. "In the dark, people's mood will get worse. It doesn't matter if they take the exam once. You see, I failed the exam ... "I looked up at her, and she took my hand and ran to the balcony:" Let's watch the stars together! " "When it rains, how can there be stars?" "Who said that? Every day, but it is covered by dark clouds! " "Covered by dark clouds?" I am very considerate. "Yes, it is always the most beautiful in the night sky …" I see! I raised my hand and said, "Let's watch the stars together!" Thank you, friend, for making me stronger!

No matter on the rugged road, the vast sea or the plain life, friends, we are indispensable!

Walking with friends will make us braver and stronger. ...

Accompanied by the gentle wind chasing cicadas, fireflies dancing around the trees, the moon lazily working at night, Jiao Jiao Yin Hui covered the haystack with a gauze, and the faint wheat fragrance came from the distant wheat fields, which was quiet and beautiful ... I listened quietly and moved, and really hoped to walk with you.

When we first met, it was the teenagers who didn't know the taste of sorrow and didn't care about fine products, so they just hurried by.

The second day, the pace of life is getting faster and faster. At first, it was simple and clear. Then, soon, soon, it will be heated up. I accidentally fell heavily on this big stage. I stood up in tears, not long after. Then he fell down again. I forgot the slightly surprised eyes of others and fled the stage like a fly.

That's when I met you again.

Dark red tablecloth, dim light, dark sky and that cup of bitter coffee, I lie prone on the table, listening to your familiar melody, as if it were the melody of my childhood summer night, pure and distant.

A little green light visited the footprints of the wind, and the trees lost their outline in the quiet night. The moonlight is not clear, and they only lean on the soft haystack. The wheat rolled up happily like a wave, and it was often fragrant by the way, but it was noisy when it was learned. Its ostentation added a little joy to this quiet night.

Everything is what I saw when I was a child, sparse and faint. Ordinary is a kind of quiet beauty. No competition, no failure, no loss. If time could be turned back ...

At this point, you firmly rejected my idea. You said, "Why, if you fall, you won't dare to leave. Why, people should be so fragile and degenerate ... "

I couldn't help looking at myself again. Indeed, why do I passively escape when I suffer setbacks? If I indulge myself so much, isn't it self-destruction? Didn't all the ancient sages go down and out? Let's look at Tai Shigong's imprisonment and write a historical record. Confucius was arrested between Chen and Cai and wrote Spring and Autumn Annals. Wang Wen was arrested in jealousy and played the Book of Changes. Compared with them, my frustration is just a drop in the ocean. Why can't I stand up again?

I have decided that I will bring your blessing, your encouragement and your warning back to the stage of the second day of junior high school. Show a new self.

Walking with you, I found the innocence and beauty of my childhood, the courage to stand up again, walking with you, I found my true self, and I am willing to walk with you forever!

Why do you take a hug home, for me, as a symbol of our love?

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Time always slips away from us mercilessly, leaving only infinite disappointment and nostalgia. If you ask me what I love most in my life? I will not hesitate to tell you that it was a lost time, because it was the most precious thing in my heart, and only I could have it, and nothing else.

Walk with the fleeting time. Only the most lovesick memories in my heart contain my truest life experience and witness my steps and growth. No one can forget the naughty in those days. He was chased all over the house by his mother because of naughty and crazy play. I can't forget how hot my mother hit me at that time, the distress and helplessness in my mother's eyes after the fat beating, and the heartfelt happiness and carefree at that time.

But now, even if there is a smile on her face, it can't be a heartfelt smile. Instead, I wait nervously for the entrance exam every day. How can I be happy when I look at the silver thread on my mother's head? At this time, I would like to lie in bed and look back at my childhood and think about it again and again in my mind. This fills my heart with comfort and motivation. Come to think of it carefully, the tension and anxiety now will not be fleeting time, nor will it be memories in the future. Then why not leave a good memory of your own efforts without regret?

Walk with the fleeting time. I can't forget the heartache of those who lost their loved ones, and I can't forget the pain in my heart at that time. Although I don't want to think about it, it is precisely because of this painful fragment that I cherish the people around me and cherish the bits and pieces I have. And these fleeting scenery will only become clearer in my mind, even if it is full of wind and rain, even if my wings are broken, I don't want to forget it, because those are also the best memories in my life and belong to my fleeting time.

When you are in pain or sadness, you might as well stop and look back at the places you have traveled and the fleeting years you have experienced. Fleeting memories will follow our lives and walk with us. Because it is precious, our lives will be so rich and beautiful, and we will have no regrets.