The Moment of Life: A Selection of 600 Words in Junior Two Composition

? Life is beautiful because of the brilliance of the moment. Stars across the night sky, although short-lived, add a touch of brilliance to the night sky. The following is the "Selection of 600 Words of Life Examples" that I have carefully compiled for you. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope it will help you!

The moment of life, the second day of writing, a collection of 600 words? Many things are fleeting. After understanding this truth, I remember that I especially wanted to be a photographer when I was young, because photographers could capture many moments that others didn't notice and fix them on photos.

? A breeze blew head-on, bringing memories back to that summer. At the weekend, at my mother's pleading, I agreed to go out with her and then go shopping. Actually, I'm just wandering around the street to see what "new products" appear.

? On a hot afternoon, the sun is scorching the earth, and it seems that it is time to cool down. Crowded people, dazzling array of goods, it seems that there is only such a static mode. Suddenly, a light appeared. Looking up, you can see that it is a pair of eyes with gods, shining with clear light. Just to get a closer look, she turned and disappeared into the crowd. I had to silently hide my clear eyes in my heart.

? Summer is like a cup of hot chocolate, full of bubbles. I like this summer. It intoxicated my heart. I silently hid the taste of summer in my heart.

? Just when I fell into this thick smell, I was interrupted by something. I saw an old man by the roadside. He is a "classic old man". He was all white, which added a little Bai Bing to this summer. There is a sense of isolation between the brow, but it disappears into the crowded crowd in the blink of an eye. I can only think of that hazy figure just now. So, I silently hid this in my heart.

? In the evening, my mother and I went home exhausted. But I should be able to return home with a full load. Before going to bed, my mother came to my room and said good night with a smile. I silently hid this smile in my heart.

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? In this way, day after day, year after year. This deep-seated piggy bank is full of these wonderful moments. But I want to break this piggy bank and let the beautiful moment come out. I believe that the combination of countless beautiful moments is a beautiful eternity, isn't it?

The moment of life, the second day of writing, a collection of 600 words, the second article? Life is like a flower, struggling like water; Life is like a leaf, optimism is the wind; Life is like a house, and faith is the pillar.

? In the spring of life, I look forward to the blooming of flower buds, which have a strange fragrance. Why is life not like this? Struggle in life, bravely attack, just to enjoy the joy of overcoming setbacks; Face life bravely and be positive and optimistic, just to meet the joy of bumps and thorns; Perseverance and tenacious belief in life is only to appreciate the charming style of rainbow after rain.

? I look forward to the early arrival of spring in my life, but I don't want to leave quietly in winter.

? I seem to vaguely remember the fragrance of ancient flowers. King Wen was arrested and played Zhouyi; Zhong You wrote Spring and Autumn Annals; Qu Yuan's exile is an ode to Li Sao. Zuo Qiu is blind and has "Mandarin"; Revised edition of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

? The examples of the ancients provide us with a good reference, and there are many people now. Although Hawking was physically disabled, he was determined, did not give in to the cage of fate, persisted and worked hard, and finally achieved something. Beethoven was deaf in his later years, and the musician who lost his hearing uttered a deep cry: I will seize fate by the throat, and it will never make me yield. Optimism gave him the motivation to fight hard, and "Hero Symphony" became the interpretation of his life.

? The winter of life will also contain bright fire, waiting for the arrival of spring and showing the brilliance of life.

? I look forward to the early arrival of winter in my life, but I don't want to leave quietly and brightly.

? There are many hardships in life. . It is true that life is a miserable university, and the stumbling block is the stepping stone. The flowers and trees in nature are also suffering like people, and the light has not left them. The light of spring silkworm comes, it breaks out of cocoon and creates a new tomorrow; The light of silkworm chrysalis came, and it flew high and flew over Qian Shan. The light of willow branches is coming, it is green and fresh, swaying in the breeze; A meter of light came, budding and overflowing with charming fragrance.

? Although there are many hardships in life, light can also work miracles. Anything is possible in life.

? The long life is just a moment. It creates history, miracles and a flower-like life in a flash.

? Hard work is only an instant belief; Faith is only a moment of optimism. Instances in life make you beautiful and interesting. The moment is to take the initiative.

? Here's your chance. Are you ready? Don't let the horn of departure rush you to start, and don't let the alarm bell of departure suddenly ring on your head. Grasping is to cherish the present. Grasping is to cherish every moment now. Kill the present, kill the future. Yes, there is no present. What about the future? The advancing ship has already set out. I hope you don't be a night watchman on the shore.

? Life is as beautiful as a flower and as short as a flower. As long as you work hard, be optimistic and be good at grasping (wonderful moments), your life will have a strange fragrance after flowering.

? Have you planted the seeds of flowers?

The moment of life, the second day of writing, a collection of 600 words, the third? It's raining cats and dogs outside and the room is very quiet. It's a little scary. Several people sat around a big old table, and no one spoke, just like several statues. The chair doesn't seem to be able to withstand that kind of pressure and may fall apart at any time.

? Since my father died and my mother remarried, my sister has become my only support. But today, my sister is leaving. In an hour, a car will take my sister to a far away place. She will walk into her own life and pursue her own happiness.

? I sadly went to the attic and said to my sister standing at the window, sister, can you not go? I don't want you to go. Sister smiled and said, silly brother, I'm not coming back. Didn't I tell you? Go and be with your beloved dog. I sighed and went to the puppy's bedroom. I know that in the future, apart from a few distant uncles, only this puppy will really accompany me. The dog is lying on its bed, looking listless, and his eyes seem to show invisible sadness. I stroked its head: Shi, my sister is leaving, and no one will sing for us anymore. I looked at the heavy rain outside the window, looked at me again, and lay in bed, as if waiting for that moment.

? The alarm clock is ticking, and the house is still dead. Sister opened the door and several adults downstairs looked at her in unison. My sister stood still, and my uncle sighed: alas, the baby of bad karma! My sister came to my room, and I knew she was here to pack her clothes. My sad eyes moved with his figure. When she finished packing, the rain just stopped outside the window.

? Here comes the bus. Hearing these words, I knew that my sister's departure could not be changed, so I followed her downstairs. When I went out, my sister said to me, Brother, study hard! My sister gave us a frank smile when she opened the red car door. That smile is so beautiful that I feel suddenly enlightened: my sister will not leave me. She is not leaving forever, but looking for her own happy life. Why don't I take a chance? In this way, my sister will be happy. I must cherish this wonderful moment.

? I ran back to my room, took out my exercise book and began to do my homework. There are seven colors of rainbows in the sky outside the window, which is particularly beautiful. It was the beauty after a fierce battle with lightning. Although this beauty is only instantaneous, why don't we try to make it eternal?

? The dog downstairs gave a clear cry, and a golden sun seemed to rise in my heart.

The moment of life, the second day of writing, a collection of 600 words, the fourth article? One day, when I was free, I went to the field with my uncle. This book tells me to pick out those withered seeds one by one, only the full ones.

? At this time, a city dweller visited the countryside, and his son felt very fresh when he saw someone planting crops, so he pulled his father to stop and stared at his uncle's every move. Uncle gave them a generous look, gave them a friendly smile, and continued to pick his seeds and plant his land.

? The son of the city man put his mouth to the ear of the city man, and the father and son were talking about the weather, not knowing what to say.

? After a while, they stopped whispering. City people approached us and begged cautiously, Do you plant those withered seeds in the ground, too?

? How can city people have such an idea? My uncle and I are strange. Uncle shook his head and said decisively, no, I'm still counting on the crops to eat. How to ensure the yield of crops grown from withered seeds?

? The city man looked back at his son and was silent. Half a ring, he took out a hundred-dollar bill with extremely subtle movements and quietly stuffed it into his uncle's hand. Whispered: because of a medical accident, my son's ears were severely damaged, so he had to talk to his ear to hear clearly. He always feels inferior in front of children of the same age. Today, he felt very sad when he saw those withered seeds abandoned by you. Just ask me why they were left out. Can't they germinate? So, I hope you can compensate for the reduced production of those withered seeds.

? Hearing this, our hearts are warm. Uncle quickly pushed back the hundred-dollar bill and said without hesitation, I can't accept this money. I will plant those withered seeds in the ground. You tell your son that I will plant them in the most fertile place, because they have the strongest desire to sprout and I have the highest expectations for them.

? The city people gratefully forgot our glance and hurried back to their son and told him what his uncle said. My son's eyes, like two green leaves after the rain, immediately lit up.

? These dancing eyes full of spirituality touched my uncle's heart. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and grabbed the withered seeds with an exaggerated and loving gesture. In an instant, they spread out from my uncle's hands and lay properly in the fresh and fertile soil.

? The city people and their son left happily. My uncle asked me to help pack my things, go to his house together and hurry home. My cousin has a cousin at home. He lost his legs in a car accident. He used to think that his cousin's disability would be a waste, so he kept him at home and wouldn't let him go out.

? Now my uncle has changed his mind.

? Uncle decided to take out his savings and go to the best hospital to install the best prosthesis for his cousin. He wants his cousin to go out happily, sprout generously and bear his own fruit.

? Yes! Those withered seeds want to germinate hard and bear the fullest fruit. Therefore, these full seeds of ours should not be left to their own devices, but should be positive and bear more fruits.

The moment of life, the second day of writing, a collection of 600 words, the fifth article? I always think that the elderly in Wenzhou are the friendliest.

? Every time I come home from school, I will take the bus, whether it is crowded or spacious. I like to stand and give my seat to others. However, many times, I will meet kind-hearted old people, or they will always say to me in Wenzhou dialect: Sit down, son, and I will be there soon. I don't know why these old people gave me their seats. Maybe it's because I have a big schoolbag on my back, or maybe I think we are tired of studying. Every time I smile and say to them, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you sit down, you sit down. Then I was filled with emotion. Sometimes, because of such an old man, my usual mood will suddenly get better. Just like a withered flower, it suddenly got sunshine and rain, and it came back to life and blossomed. Even though the schoolbag is still heavy and there is still a lot of homework, I suddenly feel happy and warm on this bus. Those old people who speak Wenzhou dialect are especially kind and kind.