Writing a composition is too difficult.

1. I want to write a composition, My Expression Pack.

Three years have passed, and it is another hot summer. Parting without preheating is clearly visible at the moment you enter the examination room. On the eve of the exam, we were happy, crying, laughing, helpless, collapsed and unwilling, but only, not goodbye.

There are a series of smiling expressions in WeChat chat, saying goodbye without crying, and seeing you later, but I have already cried with my mobile phone. Memories are full of smiling faces: the joy of class group outing, the surprise of the teacher's birthday ... every moment of laughter is fixed and becomes an eternal commemoration. After three short years of youth, we don't know where we will meet again, but I believe that we will miss each other even if we live far apart.

Many people have the expression of "Wang Nima collapse", and many people are unwilling to go along with it. Yes, it seems that three years is just a moment, and it is gone forever in our ignorance and struggle. I still owe the class teacher a thank you. I also need postcards promised by my deskmate. I have a long-prepared ball game, which was postponed because I was preparing for the senior high school entrance examination. I still have a lot of dreams to fulfill ... why, I left without saying a word?

In the voice prompted by WeChat, I turned on my mobile phone again and again, and many students finally couldn't help it, letting the feelings of parting flood. We feel sorry for the mistakes we made in the past. We feel sorry for the harm we have caused to our teachers or classmates because of our outspoken words. We are also sad, we should have struggled in that era, but we didn't work hard ... countless crying expressions are bouncing. Everyone's expression pack has different crying pictures, but it expresses the same kind of sadness.

Youth is like this. If we meet, we will meet again. Every expression represents the color of youth, and every color is the best gift in our life. Laugh when you cry, make trouble when you make trouble, and make trouble when you make trouble. Youth should be like this, so real, so wonderful.

Our youth will never end, and there is no goodbye in my expression pack.

2. What's in my expression pack? My expression pack _ Pupils write 700 words.

Nowadays, many Chinese characters are very popular on the Internet. No, I made one specially.

happy

He finally showed a long-lost smile and a row of white teeth, and the hearty laughter echoed in the air. Two small shallow dimples appeared on his cheeks. Although there is only a small gap in his eyes, the light of joy still radiates from this small gap and illuminates his red face.

angry

He was really angry. His face is red to the neck, and his neck is dozens of times thicker than before. The veins and veins in his neck were about to burst, and his chest fell to the ground together, as if there was a balloon inside, which was blown up by a naughty child and then released. The teeth in the mouth are put together, which is really "grinning"! The nose is big enough to hold two earths. The nose is panting, and the two eyebrows are twisted together like a fight, forming a standard "inverted character". The eyes are the boss's, and they had a fight with the frog's eyes. There is still burning anger in their eyes, as if it could burst out and burn the enemy to ashes! My hair is standing on end. It' s really "angry and rushing to the crown"! In a word, he is like an out-and-out angry "little Guan Gong".

cry

He really cried this time. It was from the heart. He tried to hold back his tears, but the tears swirled in his eyes in despair, making everything in front of him blurred like looking through the ice. What tears! Finally, tears welled up in his eyes, and tears flowed over his cheeks, brighter and clearer, gradually like crystals, and finally like diamonds, shining with golden light! On his cheek, a bridge was built, a bridge of friendship. That tear fell silently on the ground, instantly illuminating the whole night sky and announcing the preciousness of friendship to the world!

be afraid

Wow! What's that noise? I can't help but feel a shock in my heart. I was covered with goose bumps and lost consciousness, as if I had been pricked by an anchor needle. Fortunately, I woke up in time, and then a monster was in front of me. What worries me and what knocks me like a deer, all stand on one side, and I only feel that my internal organs have shifted!

Ha ha! How's it going? My expression pack is very good!

3. Did the classmate write a composition? There is a best friend among my classmates. His name is Feng Chengyuan.

He looks cool. My eyes are black and round, but I always like to squint when taking pictures. The mouth is big and wide, and it is particularly charming to smile. His hair was short, and he stood there with his back straight, just like a soldier.

Little soldier is very agile. I remember once, the monitor "Brother Tang" brought a lot of angry bird erasers, and everyone gathered around to watch. He is small. He jumped to the first one, reached for a lot of erasers, and then suddenly turned it over and turned it over to another table. Tang Ge was so angry that he immediately turned into an angry bird and ran after it quickly. The "little soldier" turned into a little monkey, jumping up and down, turning the table all over the classroom and making it a mess. This is a painful experience for our labor Committee, and it takes a long time to sort it out.

"Little Soldier" is also very quiet sometimes. His greatest hobby is playing the flute. He told me that he has been fond of this instrument since his parents signed him up for flute playing classes. Every day when I come home from school, I will spend an hour practicing playing the flute. And it wasn't arranged by his parents, it was what he wanted. He also said that if the school allowed him to bring a flute, he would like to play there all day. Although I have never seen him play with my own eyes, I think he must be intoxicated when he plays the flute.

My best friend is cool, cute, educated and good at fighting. You must envy me having such a classmate, right?

4. Unforgettable expression composition 400 The beauty of autumn is beyond my expectation. The maple leaves are fluttering and trembling slightly, just like the autumn girl writing something for me. I am looking forward to it.

Time always flies. Time really won't leave anyone behind. After school, I went home happily with my schoolbag on my back. Traffic came and went all the way. I will look around from time to time to see if anyone will pick me up. Other people's parents have taken their children home. I really hope my parents will pick me up, too. Hey, I came back with a sad face, which attracted my mother. Mother asked, "What's the matter? Why is your face so long? " . "I replied," why don't you pick me up? Other parents have been standing at the school gate for a long time. Why didn't you pick me up? My voice is getting louder and louder, as if I had eaten explosives. Mom added: Don't come back and make trouble. Don't make a fuss. You can't talk to your parents like that. Is that how you talk to your teacher at school? I have nothing to say, so I have to stand aside and reflect.

After a while, the rice was ready and the vegetables were fried. Mom said, it's time to eat! "I stood there motionless, deliberately angry with her, mom, I don't eat! I said. My mother came angrily, her footsteps were getting lighter and lighter, and I was flustered. My mother came up to me. I looked up at her face and stared at me with aggressive eyes. My expression was terrible and serious, and my eyebrows were particularly "cold". I saw her like a tiger, and my heart was pounding. She said: Do you want to eat or not? Do not threaten me. Do you think I'll beg you for dinner? I was so angry that I ran into the room and closed the door. Sleep in bed.

In the evening, my mother quietly opened the door and put the hot food on my desk. She gently sat on the edge of the bed and called me "Come on, come on". Get up and eat. I opened my eyes dimly. I saw that was my mother. My mother cooked for me again. I quickly sat up to eat. My mother told me to eat slowly. I said, I'm sorry, mom. I was wrong. I shouldn't be angry with you. I'm sorry

Although autumn scenery is beautiful, only an unforgettable expression is your beauty.

5. Unforgettable expression composition is an expression; Smiling is the most common expression.

However, smiling also has a magical power. I have seen countless smiles, and the most unforgettable one is the smile of a strange aunt.

It was a hot summer day. Because I want to buy a pen, I have to go to the stationery store by bike.

Walk into an alley. When a drop of sweat rolls down from bangs, it will drop into your eyes.

I raised a hand to wipe the sweat. But before my hand crossed my face, the car hit a pebble.

Before I came to my senses, my car crashed me into a little girl eating ice cream in a white skirt. The little girl fell to the ground and my car tilted to one side. I got up from the ground in horror and looked at everything around me: my car was slightly deformed, the little girl was crying, the white dress was covered with mud and ice cream, and a circle of people were attracted by the girl's crying.

For a long time, I recovered. I see.-I'm in trouble.

I imagined what happened later: the little girl's family proudly took me to the public security bureau, and then they would invite my parents. The little girl's family will ask my parents for medical expenses and nutrition expenses ... I dare not think about it any more. I can only be accused by others and wait for the punishment of my parents like a child who has done something wrong.

More and more people are watching! "How did the child ..." "Alas! If meet with difficulties ... "Everyone holding me a word of discussion. "Make a way! Make way! " A woman's voice was particularly prominent in the discussion, and I looked over there.

Coming is a fashionable middle-aged woman. In this gap, I think she must be an unreasonable woman.

In that case, I don't want to die, okay? Amen ~ Without looking at me, the woman went straight to the little girl, helped her up and patted her clothes. Then, look at me.

"Yes-I'm sorry!" There was only one word left in my mind, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry …" My aunt smiled at my embarrassment and said, "Nothing, nothing. Just go home and rub some mercurochrome! " After that, I dried the girl's tears and picked her up and went home. My heart finally fell to the ground.

Then the aunt turned around and waved the little girl's hand and said, "Baby, smile! Look, I scared my little sister! " He gave me a bright smile when he spoke. Looking at my aunt's distant back, I couldn't help raising my mouth.

In my life, no matter how beautiful and sweet a smile is, I have never been deeply moved. Only this smile, along with my growth, taught me tolerance.

6. If you want to find the most unforgettable expression in your composition, you should write it on paper and photograph it yourself. 500 words of past events are like footprints on the beach. When the waves roll in, they will disappear without a trace.

But some past events are like shells on the beach, which will become more crystal clear when the waves roll in. -Inscription: It rains hard in Mao Mao in winter. I can't forget that scene for a long time in this cold weather.

That afternoon, it was raining lightly, and I was walking home with an umbrella. The cold wind blew cruelly across my cheek, making me feel very cold.

People came and went on the road, everyone was so cold that they put their hands in their pockets, and some even put on their hats. At this moment, I saw a beggar in rags lying in front of me. His arms are sticking out. His hands were red, his skin was swollen and there was a trace of blood. The rain wet his tattered clothes. He looked so weak that he could only lie there quietly.

There is a small iron box in front of him, which contains several one-dollar coins. Seeing this scene, I feel very worried. There are beggars in the street in such bad weather. I looked at him and felt how cold he was. He was so poor, but I didn't know how to be poor at that time. I just turned a blind eye to this helpless beggar.

At this moment, I saw a little girl beside the beggar, looking at the beggar carefully. The beggar lay feebly in front of the little girl and never looked up again. The little girl walked slowly to the beggar's side, squatted beside him, reluctantly supported the umbrella on the beggar's head, then quickly stood up, ran in the light rain and gradually disappeared into the street.

I can't forget that scene for a long time I feel guilty every time I think about that scene. The little girl is very young, but she has a kind heart.

Maybe she will be scolded by her parents, maybe she will catch a cold because of getting caught in the rain, but she doesn't care about these. Compared with my blindness, the little girl is so noble.

Now, whenever I see homeless beggars on the roadside, I can always donate a little change left over from buying stationery to help them. The kindness of the little girl infected me, and that scene often appeared in my mind.

7. Composition about writing expression packs Autumn comes quietly with a touch of osmanthus fragrance. The campus is full of children's happy and crisp laughter. They gathered in groups under the osmanthus tree, lifting their tender faces and smelling the faint fragrance. Sweet-scented osmanthus trees have sprouted and scattered among the green branches and leaves like rice grains. A breeze blew, and the little buds all smiled, giving off a refreshing fragrance. They are hidden under the green leaves, like a shy little girl, small, tender, fragrant, full of strings of yes, Chengcheng Huang, more fresh and elegant against the green leaves.

On the edge of the flower bed, pots of blooming chrysanthemums stand on both sides, like dragon whiskers, like hydrangeas, like crab claws, golden, light yellow and beige. All kinds, all kinds, all different, pleasing to the eye, people have picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

The mountains in autumn are not as vibrant as the new green in spring, nor as affectionate as the green in summer, but colorful and colorful. The mountains in autumn are like a colorful oil painting. You see, the hillside covered with maple trees is like a raging fire. The wind blew through the maple forest, and the leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, and the burning sea of fire seemed to come at me. The buttonwood trees on both sides of the mountain road are golden. With a breeze, the golden leaves left the mother tree's arms, stepping on the beautiful rhythm and cheerful dance steps, rotating like a happy dancer. The leaves fell, and it kissed the land that raised it, intending to turn it into dirt and spit some new green on the branches next spring. Beside the green stone steps, white wild chrysanthemums are quietly climbing. Use its golden stamens to dedicate a little fragrance to the mountains. The grass is still all over the mountain, and the autumn wind has not faded them. Flaming maple leaves, golden phoenix leaves, white flowers and green grass, isn't this like a watercolor painting?

The fields in autumn are full of harvest. The breeze blows a large area of golden rice fields, stirring up layers of rice waves. The farmers are all bent, with sickles in their hands, straw hats and a big white towel hanging around their necks. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans have oozed from the top of your head, but the joy of harvest still hangs on your face. Take a breath gently, as if you can smell the fragrance of rice made of rice. In the orchard, the thick fruit trees are covered with fruits, which are sweet and thick. Apple blushed, revealing a round body; Pear is like a fat doll, hanging between branches; Jujube is like agate, waiting for people to taste its sweetness. At this time, there are more vendors coming and going, and more vehicles are transported. The whole orchard presents a busy scene.

Autumn water also has some fun. The cheerful stream gurgled to the foot of the mountain, tinkling and drumming. Slap on the stone, splash, splash in the bright sunshine, bright out of your eyes. This pond is very clear, and you can see the pebbles at the bottom. Occasionally, a few leaves fall on the water, just like a boat, rowing freely, and the water slightly spreads ripples around, like fish scales, so gentle and quiet.

8. Ask for the composition "There is nothing in my expression pack-writing" I "is not necessarily just about myself. You can write about yourself or others, for example, you can describe a person with some distinctive characteristics through what the author sees and hears. But it is difficult to write about people, events and scenes on a large scale.

"Expression pack" refers to the external form of a person's emotional expression, and there are as many expressions as there are emotions in a person's heart.

The combination of "no" and "expression pack" is a contradictory and unreasonable expression from a big perspective, because people's emotions are rich and comprehensive. But if you look down, it makes sense. "Nothing" should mean nothing on a certain occasion, or in front of someone, or on something, or for a certain period of time. Therefore, the word "no" implies that this topic implies a certain premise, and the article can be reasonable and smooth.

Generally speaking, this topic requires the author to express his specific feelings/feelings about someone/something by writing "about an event in which there is no expression in my expression pack under a certain situation".

9. What's in my expression pack (composition)? It's not in my expression pack.

Laughter is just an expression, which has nothing to do with happiness.

In such a big world, laughing all day, who knows that they are really happy? Sometimes even if you are sad, it's just the mention of the corner of your mouth, 45 degrees, and you laugh. A smile is just a mask for others. Who will smile at you from the heart? Still here, my own happiness and sadness, a person to solve.

Not many people can smile on the surface and be really happy inside. They live freely and are not disturbed by life. I can be so carefree because I don't put pressure on myself. Live easily, laugh easily.

Life without stress is not easy, but as long as you are in a quiet heart, you can be quiet and far-reaching.

For others, expression is very important. Give each other a smile, and others will feel very warm. Friendly smile, evil smile, bright smile ... all kinds of smiles. Even if you don't laugh from the heart, make others feel happy on the surface.

Maybe tomorrow, in the future, when you are sad, you will find yourself still smiling. It turns out that this has become a habit. Even if I am sad, I will be relieved to see my smile.

So, smile when you are happy, and raise your mouth when you are unhappy. At least, let yourself feel warm after being injured.

10. How to write a composition about my brother in the story of the expression pack: my brother's "expression pack"

There is a treasure at home, one by one. Gawk at a phone call from MengMeng, a line, a smile and a frown, all touching, becoming a top author recognized by a small expression pack in the family, which led to my father and I becoming "anthomaniac".

First, stupid words are in power.

In an instant, as if it were some kind of call, the whole family gathered in the bedroom, squatting or standing or sitting, and their eyes gathered in the center of the bed. Needless to say, it must be another big event in our family-pooping, peeing and crying.

It's easy to feed one by one, the little ones calm down, the crowd gradually dispersed, and everyone either returned home with a full load or with a lovely and brilliant mood. MengMeng, with a dull expression, lay motionless in her mother's arms. Small eyes going round and round also froze at the moment, with a faint shiny black crystal. I don't know what I was thinking. Like a thinker staring at the distant wilderness, those dark eyes seem to be deeper than the sky. However, with such a pure little face, small eyes immediately become pure, like the lazy sunshine in the afternoon, my mind is hazy and sleepy. Moist red lips spread slightly, like flowers in bud, without a tremor. Stay, stay completely. Don't look at him as innocent. He often does bad things. Listen-"One stinks."

Second, I want to cry and laugh.

Quiet sunshine, quiet air, faint dispersion in the quiet bedroom. Lying quietly on the soft carpet, the quiet little face has no worries, only weak breathing, and the weak body slowly vibrates, like a little sleeping beauty.

I waited like a photographer who captured the lens, staring at my red face quietly, letting time pass. Suddenly, a faint little brow puckered slightly, and a round "O" broke out on his lips.

I looked at this pair of soft and lovely expressions with great interest. Suddenly, it seems that in an instant, the round little face is wrinkled into thousands of shallow gullies, like shallow ripples on the calm water. Eyes closed, two small fists clenched tightly, as if they had caught something precious and would never let go. It seems that there will be clear and bright crying in their mouths at any time. However, for a long time, I still didn't even hear the thin and bright screams. The crying in the rush seems to be blocked by some kind of obstacle. I can't cry if I want to, and I blush one by one. With all his strength, his face relaxed, and his shallow smile blew away like a spring breeze, blowing away two round dimples. In less than a minute, it was as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened just now, and I had a sweet dream of my own milk fragrance.

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Soft face, like clouds, changes rapidly. It's fun to wake up and sleep, and it's fun to cry and laugh. Life is always so wonderful at the beginning!