Composition for the first day of walking

In daily study, work and life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my composition on the first day of walking. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

I like running, go ahead regardless of everything and feel the vitality of life.

I prefer walking, because only when you slow down, will you find how beautiful a bunch of small flowers are sticking out of the roadside.

It seems to be a weekend morning. After a night of heavy rain, the chill woke me up with the smell of rain. I haven't had such dreamless sleep for a long time, and I slept naturally. There is no messy tutor, heavy study, mother's nagging and fast-paced life in my mind for the time being. Soft quilts and loose pajamas hang loosely on the body, and the smell of cotton wool is reassuring. Although I will be urged by my mother in the future, at least for now, let me hug this soft pillow again, bury my whole head and enjoy this lazy morning.

It is rare to have such a leisurely time, as if I was a child enjoying the coolness of summer nights and taking a walk with my grandmother. Cicada chirps in summer, the moonlight is ethereal and clear, the night is as cool as water, and there are small fireflies by the stream. Grandma walked very slowly, and took a rest every two or three steps, or shook a big, broken old cattail fan, or drank tea from a big kettle in her hand, but I ran after fireflies for a while, then caught some bugs and held a lot of dog tail grass in my hand. Grandma smiled: "slow down, I don't know, I think I am herding sheep!" " "I pursed my lips." No way. " Grandma just smiled and shook her head and said, "Take a walk, take your time, take your time ..." The stream flowed gently, as if it had fallen asleep. When you looked up, you could see the bright stars, shining with dazzling light. The moonlight shines silently, quietly and gently, just like a gentle and quiet woman, looking at the bright stars with deep affection.

Life doesn't allow me to stop, and I don't have time to walk all the journeys calmly. Happy or sad, tiny happiness and beauty, just like the scenery passing by the window, leave in a hurry. I can only tell myself that I can't turn back and I can't miss it quietly.

Time didn't leave me much. The only thing it taught me was indifference. In the morning after the storm, I looked at the water under the steps and flashed a little; In the noisy night when I can't sleep, I quietly wait for the moonlight to settle in front of the window. Don't talk about loneliness, don't talk about sadness, be calm in the long river of years, and walk indifferently in the long road of life.

At night, the stars in the night sky are shining, the moon sister is looming, and the streets are crowded with people who are busy going home. ...

In the community, the lights of every household illuminate the path, and a mother and daughter walk side by side.

"Mom, what do you want?"

"Of course, it is a safe and happy life for the family."

"Then you know what I hope? I hope that the person who stood on the podium today and was praised by the teacher is me, and then the audience applauded for me. "

"But that's not you."

"So, I'm trying to be her!" The girl looked at her mother and said seriously.

Mother was surprised and asked inexplicably, "How did you become her?"

"Because she is very good! Don't you all like excellent children? Last time I won the third place in my class, and I made great progress. But when you come back, tell her that she is better than me, and I want your praise, so I am trying to become her! "

Mother was stunned. She didn't expect her daughter to say such a thing A naive daughter is still making up her mind, but her mother is silent ... until-"no, baby, you are you, you don't need to be someone else." Everyone has his own bright spot. She is excellent, but you also have your own advantages. In my mother's eyes, you are also a particularly excellent child! "

The child nodded thoughtfully and then happily took his mother's arm. ...

Standing in the distance, I looked at them quietly, and there was my shadow on the little girl. My mother looked at me and asked with a smile, "What did you think of?" I looked up and pretended to look at the stars in the sky, but I didn't want to let my tears flow.

"Daughter, do you think mom is like that?"

I didn't answer, and continued to look up at the stars.

"Remember, my daughter, mother doesn't want who you are? You just have to be yourself, okay? "

As we walked on, I recalled my mother's words just now, "Just be yourself". Yes, the so-called Excellence is not to copy the advantages of others, but to carry forward one's own advantages, correct one's own shortcomings and complete a beautiful self. I also took my mother's arm and said gratefully, "Mom, I see, thank you for your teaching!" " "

Before going to bed, I was thinking about this walk. It was this accidental conversation that made me understand the true meaning of life-"Being myself is enough".

The elders at home like walking, grandpa likes walking, and mom likes walking, but few families go out for a walk together. In my memory, there seems to be little impression of this family.

When I went to Wenzhou in the summer vacation, I was bored because I didn't know any friends. In addition, my uncle's family also has the habit of taking a walk after meals, so I go out for a walk with them and my grandparents, that is, walking casually as exercise after meals.

When I walked out of the gate, I was hit by a breeze. Just look up and see, in the sky, the sunset glow is all over the sky, and the white clouds are stained with a faint blush by the sunset glow, just like the shy cheeks of a little girl. The sun is setting soon, and the buildings in Wenzhou are too high. If you are in Jinxiang, you can definitely see the beautiful sunset.

I'm not used to walking in a different place, and I always feel a little less free in Wenzhou. There are too many cars here, so you need to be careful everywhere. There are too many people and you are not happy. There are many people in the car, so it's natural to be noisy and restless. I thought silently in my mind.

I walked for a while, maybe it was after work, and I couldn't hear the whistle when there were few cars, or maybe I walked into a quiet path, and no one passed by.

I like this environment. No, everyone has it. The wind brushed my face. Itchy, but comfortable. Her green hair is swaying in the breeze of willows by the roadside, the blue waves are rippling on the lake, and birds are singing in my ear from time to time. There are few cars and even few pedestrians on the road, as if we were the only one in the world, and it was very quiet.

My brother strode ahead and chattered with me from time to time. My uncle and aunt walk side by side with me, and sometimes they talk about me and my brother. Grandparents are behind, and they always bicker, just like two old urchins.

I like this scene very much. Although I like a person sometimes, I prefer the happy scene of a family together. Very warm, thick paste in my heart.

"Beibei, let's go for a walk next time, shall we?"

"good!"

I really want to go on like this forever.

However, when is the next time?

The first day of walking composition 4 endless wilderness, green mountains ...

It's also beautiful here. Cold raindrops hit here mercilessly, but turned the tears in your eyes into a smile at the corner of your mouth. Quiet and foggy air floats here, covering your little world; Every fallen leaf is gathered here, and every sad parting is exchanged for a happy reunion. I like it here. It contains the footprints of my childhood. ...

The evening breeze blows the window, I want to come here. Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon doesn't come out, but I can feel the profound meaning of the "moon", which can also be said to be pleasant. The sunset glow dyed half the sky red, just like a silk, gentle and persistent. I think even painters and photographers can't figure out what it was like on such a beautiful day. The glow is a bit dazzling, and the air outside is a bit cold. I went out with my umbrella and coat!

The light gradually falls, and the moon gradually shows its head and feet, but still can't see the complete moon! Come slowly, step by step as light as a pool of water, "click, click!" " "The reason why I dare not trample hard is because every footprint and trace here has infinite thoughts. But time flies, and I can't go back! I walked on, and the moon finally came out, round and lovely as a fat man. There is a jade rabbit in the shadow, and I can't help but think of my brothers and sisters who are far away. " Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon, people gather and disperse. "How happy reunion is and how painful separation is. I hope we can reunite here after parting here!

Moonlight is like running water. Although people's dreams are like gauze, they are short-lived, and you leave before you have time to enjoy them. "Mid-Autumn Festival is meaningless, I have no idea at all, I really have to go …" I don't know what I'm talking about, but there is always an unspeakable taste in my heart, sour and astringent! I stood there for a while and then left. ...

Slowly, slowly, I'm out of the mountain!

The gloom in front of me gradually disappeared, and I saw the light like fire on my face. The silence in the mountains suddenly disappeared, leaving only boundless joy and excitement!

Everyone holds moon cakes and eats them together. It's fun, the sweetness in the mouth and the sweetness in the heart. "Mid-Autumn Festival seems to be meaningful again!" After eating, I went there for a walk again, but this time with everyone!

"Mid-Autumn Festival, people gather and people disperse." Seventeen or eighteen people were sent here like paintings! Forever, forever ...

Father, today's sky is blue and the temperature is suitable. Let's go for a walk together. Two birds on the roof are also singing happily. Let's go for a walk. Let the nervous nerves relax. It's time for you to rest and go for a walk.

We may be walking on a quiet path. I'll walk in front and you'll follow. The atmosphere should be awkward. We are always on our own side, each busy, and the rare communication is cold. You may be a little disappointed to look at the surrounding scenery, and the wind can't take away the pain in your bones. Naturally, it reminded me of memories that I often talk about, and then I was constantly taught: "You should work hard and don't let others look down on me. I am very tired now, and you should be my pride ... "These words always make me feel sweet and astringent. In fact, I have long known that you regard me as your pride, and you should be fine.

We may walk in the busy street, I walk in front, you follow behind, and it's noisy and quiet around. We may know each other well. Walking in front of me, I can tell which is your footsteps-heavy and firm, accompanied by the crisp key collision, which makes people relaxed and happy. You may suddenly run up to me, pat me on the shoulder and say to me with a straight face, "Take out your hand." Then quickly put something in my hand and go away. I guess it must be food. As before, you always go out to sell hair cakes and bring back all kinds of snacks. Your eyebrows seem to have brightened.

We may walk on the road with few people, we walk side by side, I am inside, and you are outside. Look at the passing cars and tell me which ones are good and which ones are expensive. I'm sure you are envious, and then you said to me with some expectation, "If you have a future and buy a car, please take a seat and I'll enjoy it ..." I always joked that I was carsick and had to buy a bike. The roadside lights also lit up, fuzzy and warm.

Father, there are stars in the night sky tonight and the wind is gentle. Let's go for a walk together. A father and daughter downstairs also had a good time. Let's go for a walk. It's time for you to relax and go for a walk

At night, the stars walk slowly.

In the first grade of primary school, I was timid and introverted.

In math class, the teacher told me to get up and answer questions, but I stood like a prisoner, speechless. I'm afraid to think: what can I do? If I am wrong, I will be laughed to death by the whole class! The teacher seems to have read my mind. After class, she asked me to take a walk by the lake.

I came to the lake, and the wind touched me like my mother's hand. The teacher took my hand and said with a smile, "Every child is a star in the sky. The teacher's eyes are bad. Can you shine so that the teacher can see you? " I seemed to understand, nodded and whispered, "Yes!"

The second time, when I was in the second grade of primary school. I was still a little timid and introverted at that time. Once, the class elected the learning star, and all the students raised their hands, but I hid under the table like a thief. The teacher asked me, "Why are you hiding?" I stood up and said shyly, "Because I only got 69 points." The whole class laughed. Instead of criticizing me, the teacher asked me to sit down.

After school, the teacher invited me to the lake again. Looking at my face full of failure, the teacher kindly said to me, "failure is not shameful." On the contrary, failure makes people grow. Are you willing to grow up? " Hearing the teacher's instructions, I felt that I didn't fail, nodded and said, "I do."

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, I finished the third grade with excellent results. The fourth grade is about to change teachers, and I can't bear to teach for three years. During the holiday, I called my teacher and invited him to take a walk by the lake.

I came to the lake early to wait for the teacher, and soon I saw the familiar figure of the teacher. I sincerely said to the teacher, "I have always kept your words in mind, which is a great encouragement and spur to me." Thank you sincerely! If you are confused in the future, can I invite you out for a walk? "The teacher took my hand and nodded with a smile. We talked a lot that day.

When we took pictures at the end of the third grade, I squeezed into the teacher's side and left a good memory in an instant. From then on, I took out photos to see my dear teacher whenever I was in trouble, and then I remembered the encouragement and teaching that the teacher gave me. All the problems have been solved and all the troubles have disappeared. This is my teacher, a teacher who teaches me in a special way.