Write a composition in full bloom

1. Write a composition on the topic of "Beautiful Bloom"

In fact, everyone is destined to pursue beauty constantly on the road of growth when he is born. Our eyes are like a photographer's lens, capturing beauty all the time. However, if you listen and observe, you will find that beauty is really around us. For example, the cycle of the four seasons has created a beautiful picture. It is the singing of the four seasons that composes the most beautiful music.

Spring-the brisk rhythm of jointing stage of trees.

Spring is the most energetic season among the four seasons. Flowers and trees wake up in spring and tell people that spring is coming with their pleasant bright green! After a whole cold winter, people certainly look forward to the arrival of spring. The beauty of spring lies in its unique vitality. The grass quietly grew green buds, and the trunk slowly extended its branches. As if in the blink of an eye, the birds began to sing and the bright green leaves unfolded. This is the beauty of spring-a happy beauty.

Summer-a vivid symphony of flowers blooming.

The warm spring breeze is still blowing, but the sun is more dazzling and the trees are more dense. Yes, it's summer. Walking through the quiet path, the dazzling sunshine penetrates through the leaves, leaving a mottled and lonely shadow on the ground. Summer is a strange season. What is strange about it is that the same sunny weather brings people different feelings. But the bright sunshine gives us an unrestrained enthusiasm most of the time. Summer is a process of enjoyment and a time to show off your youth. Sunshine, flowers and shade make summer full of unrestrained beauty.

Autumn-melancholy when leaves fall.

When it comes to autumn, people often think of sadness. Autumn seems to me to be a season of meditation. Lying on the yellow-green lawn covered with fallen leaves, looking up at the blue sky, occasionally there is a refreshing autumn wind blowing. Autumn is quiet and distant. Walking through a deep alley, you may feel a little sad when a fallen leaf falls in front of your eyes. Autumn, my favorite season, has a clear and sad beauty.

Winter-when it snows all over the sky, it is so ethereal.

Winter is boring in the eyes of many people, but it is not. Even if it's not snowy, the pallor is a kind of beauty when the bare trunk stands with the expressionless tall building. When you see the leaves that have withered in the cold wind still stubbornly hanging high on the branches, you will feel that the lonely leaves are actually a landscape. Winter teaches us to cherish the warmth we have now. On snowy days, the beauty of winter is of course self-evident. In the pure white world, beauty purifies the soul.

This is the four seasons in my eyes, and this is the beauty I found. Listen, the four seasons are singing; Look, beauty is blooming!

2. Write a narrative essay on the theme of flowers, and create a huge colorful world.

People live a quiet, dull and full life. Happy, depressed, sad, happy ... change my mood just because we met differently.

-Inscription In the lonely afternoon, the warm sunshine fell on the table through the glass window. The souls look at each other coldly and say that I am a lofty person, arrogant and boastful.

I admit it and walk away. I'm walking on a strange road, my shadow is elongated inch by inch in the sunset, and lonely people walk with me.

When I was very young, I used to be excellent. I have been praised by many people, and I have always stubbornly thought that I am still so smart, sensible and considerate.

But I forgot that time was passing. After a long time, I think: maybe only the time in a hurry will not change.

But before I want to understand this matter, I really never admitted that I lost! Even though I was eliminated in the first round of the speech contest; Even if the English competition teacher didn't choose me; Even when others asked me about my grades, my mother's eyes began to dodge; Although ... I have been living in my own world, I think there is nothing wrong with going my own way. Countless sunsets have torn dusk, and I also ask myself: Is that lonely prosperity the eternity that years have given me? Or is my journey destined to go on like this?

Sometimes I wander between reality and illusion, and then I am at a loss. Xia Zi is decorated with blue stripes in the sky.

The blue sky is like the sea, and the sunshine is like the forest. I keep wasting time in my dreams-inch by inch.

Every time I tell myself that I will get better one day, I am the darling of heaven. I thought at least I was smart.

I didn't wake up for a moment and asked myself, "What have you done?" I also despise those students who often burn the midnight oil in dim light. I told myself that I had outstanding talent.

But dreams are dreams after all, and even if I hold my head high, I can't change the cruel reality. My grades have plummeted.

What do I see when I bow my head at the altitude of 135? It's disdain. Just like my stubbornness-I choked up, and it was my cold tears that slipped down my cheeks.

My cousin came yesterday, and we sat together and talked about our ideals. That's my cousin's eyes! Just like me.

I am familiar with her every minute, just as I am familiar with my own tears, every inch of my wasted youth, and the flowers and scars on every paragraph. The lonely wind blew away my dream.

Raindrops are cold tears falling from the lonely sky. I think: Maybe it is this "persistence" that stole every minute of my youth.

Repeatedly hovering in my ear: "Don't wait, wait for nothing: don't wait …" At this moment, those far-sighted ambitions seem to become less important. No matter what I become, I will learn to give up, I think.

Give up those useless ideals and seize the opportunities around you! Sometimes the most beautiful is not necessarily the best, and the best is not necessarily yours! Perhaps, everyone should stop traveling for a lifetime and look down at the beautiful flowers that just opened under your chin. The world does not necessarily belong to the strong, and life is always so short.

So don't always want to be the strongest person. People who know how to give up something and grasp the reality will go to the end step by step and succeed. The past is over and the future is in sight.

Giving up is also a kind of happiness. At the moment when you lower your head, maybe you will see the beauty in bloom.

3. Narrative composition with the theme of Bloom 600-word composition materials When I was doing the preliminary work of Bloom, I always thought that when Bloom came out, I must write a particularly long and domineering preface. Now, it's all over, and I really want to start writing this article, but it's as cold as here. Looking back on every day spent with all the staff, it is short and precious.

The publication of this special issue stems from the ridicule of a member of the literary society. He complained to me: "President, our literature club is boring, and I really want to despise you."

Indeed, in many novel scenes, the literary club is a romantic place where countless young artists meet, get to know each other and know each other. In our literary club, I couldn't feel this romantic mood at all, suddenly felt ashamed of my youth, and finally made up my mind to publish a special issue to make my youth "bloom" on this soil.

When you really take action, it is far from easy as you think. With the club's only 500 yuan money, we asked Mr. Tian Jiacun from the Writers' Association about printing. I didn't expect the offer he gave me, and I was almost desperate when I walked out of the office. Later, I saw that everyone gave us support and encouragement, and I rekindled my confidence. In any case, we will run this newspaper.

Because of Bloom, we have done things that are unimaginable so far. For the manuscript, we traveled all over No.1 Middle School, and for the sponsorship, we negotiated with the sponsors for more than ten times, and finally we succeeded! All these will be the most precious memories in our life. We gave Blooming a chance to publish, and Blooming also gave us a chance to bloom in youth.

The publication of Bloom is attributed to too many people. Without them, Blooming would not meet readers today. Here, I would like to thank Mr. Zhao Xiaoli and Mr. Tian Jiacun in particular. We had countless troubles and gave us more firm support. Thanks to our class teachers Zhou Huili and He Ding, who gave us a lot of guidance and technical support. Thanks to our team: Athena Chu, Zhou Ying and Zhou Siyi, for their sweat and enthusiasm for the publication of this special issue.

Some people say that running a newspaper is very tiring. I said, I know, this is a young gesture.

In the end, all of us will rush to this distant future without stopping, holding our dreams and hopes. And the initial youth is always what we cherish. We wish everyone's youth can bloom!

Please write your own essay on the topic of "Flowers Bloom", but I can remind you how to write it.

First of all, the center of the article should be described around blooming, and then you can write flowers, fireworks or your most beautiful smile.

Provide two articles for reference ~ ~ ~ ~

radiant smile

Different lives have different beauty, and different perspectives can see different beauty. Some people say that grass is beautiful, leaves are beautiful, waning moon is beautiful, simple and beautiful, simple and beautiful; Others say that setbacks are beautiful, failures are also beautiful, and suffering is also beautiful. I think a smile is the most beautiful bloom. Smile, care and beauty. Caring is love holding hands with love, smiling is a heart-to-heart finger, and beauty blooms beautifully at this moment.

Respecting the old and loving the young is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. As our generation, we should carry forward this virtue. So, smiling, I always remind myself of this. It was an ordinary noon, and it was very hot, and it seemed to dry the earth. My classmates and I go to school by air-conditioned bus. The comfort in the car soon made me forget the heat outside. After several stops, the number of passengers on the bus gradually increased. Suddenly, a white-haired figure with traces of time appeared in front of my eyes. That's an old grandmother. Every step, the action is very slow. The word "give up your seat" flashed through my mind at once. I quickly stopped grandma from the crowd and helped her to sit in my position. Her eyes narrowed into a line, and she smiled and said, "The children are really fine now." Although the old lady didn't make it clear, I still smiled and said, "Nothing, this is what we should do." Laughing, I overheard the aunt in the front row say to her daughter, "Look, that brother gave up his seat to the teacher. You should do the same in the future." The daughter replied, "Oh, yes." From her naughty eyes, I saw the transmission of love. Now, I just want to say: "let the power of love transcend the sky;" Let love the general sea. "I know, at this moment, the smile is blooming beautifully!

Smile, dedication, beauty. They are a group of unknown people who do different things every day, but their hearts are the same, in order to build the motherland and beautify the city. I seem to see their smiling faces, so bright and simple. They are unknown people, but their smile is the most beautiful, and that smile represents their efforts for the development of the motherland. I bowed deeply to them.

Smile, beautiful bloom. Let's smile together, laugh out love and dedication, and let's change ourselves and the world with a smile!

Bloom the most beautiful smile

I believe that from a simple smile, from the lightest smile to the most beautiful smile, we are close to success and not far from happiness!

We should use the power of smile to change things around us and add the most beautiful scenery to the world.

Smile is a symbol of world peace, a common language of the world, and the most natural and sincere way of communication between people in the past. Therefore, we must always keep smiling and look at that innocent smile, so that we can know how important and beautiful it is. A small smile can greatly increase the feelings between people. Smile! Every morning, looking at the first ray of sunshine on the horizon, a smile gradually emerges on my face; At every beginning, look forward to the future that may not be seen yet; In every smile, there is sincerity and kindness. Let the sincere smile stay in the most beautiful smile forever, stay in your heart forever, and flow in your heart forever.

We are usually happy for a long time because of success, but the difficulties that follow are obviously a kind of failure. Of course, success and failure are natural phenomena that we often encounter in life, but we should never forget to smile. Only by smiling can we truly feel the meaning of life. Imagine what kind of world it would be if we didn't smile and only had a face that didn't smile. Maybe a person who can't even smile, then he may have a lot of money and fame, but his heart will never have a quiet heart and real happiness, so his life must be full of meaning.

Fight others with a smile, and the winner is always a smile. Yes, everyone in front of us is smiling from the heart. No matter what will happen tomorrow, as long as we do well today, then the smile belongs to us. Tell the world and look forward to the future, smiling is our greatest motivation and smiling is our greatest courage.

Don't be afraid to start, learn to smile hard, and you will know how beautiful a smile is. As long as we have a sincere smile on our faces, we should strive to cross that successful step. It will soon be a successful starting point, a brand-new world, and slowly find the other side of happiness.

Bloom the most beautiful smile and make the world so beautiful forever.

Happiness is around you and me smiling.

5. Write a short essay on the topic of blooming. There are no flowers that will never wither, no grass that will never wither, no river that will never be blue, and no stream that will never wither for a hundred years! Everything in the world will eventually change, but some ubiquitous emotional materials will not. Motherly love, fatherly love, affection, friendship ... Motherly love is the sea, fatherly love is the mountain, and friendship is more like a flower, blooming silently! As early as school, this flower took root in my young mind and brought me fragrance and endless fun! I didn't know something until my junior year. I only know how to watch cartoons with lollipops all day, but I don't know what friends are and what friendship is.

She changed me. She is my classmate. At first, she just laughed and played together. Later, she gradually developed into a heart-to-heart talk with Kan Kan.

I think of her first when I have something on my mind, and I will tell her all my troubles. I always feel that she is a part of my heart, and it is very pleasant to talk to her. She values me, too

So, in the corner of the campus, I always see two innocent girls laughing, and my young and ignorant experience has been released. Intentionally or unintentionally, I began to get along with others gradually, and my personality became cheerful.

There is no earth-shattering friendship between me and her. I planted this flower by accident. Although the flowers have just taken root, they have witnessed our pure friendship. Our friendship is pure and clean, without any flaws, such as a path that no one has stepped on after snow, so pure and beautiful.

My childhood ignorance made me enter the world of friendship very late, and I realized the warmth of this world very late! These flowers have finally sprouted. I grew up day by day. In retrospect, I feel really ignorant. Now I gradually understand what a friend is and I am full of yearning for friendship! Because of my cheerfulness and humor, everyone accepted me, and I felt warm in this big family.

A wonderful and fierce tug-of-war strengthened our friendship. Tug of war is the embodiment of team spirit. We girls made an oath before the competition: we must unite and work hard for the class. As long as we try our best, the result won't matter! Our mutual care and encouragement helped us win the game! That certificate tells us that unity is strength! Everyone cares for this lovely and growing flower, because we know that it contains our sweat, tears, laughter, and more importantly, it contains hard-won friendship! Growing up, it is inevitable to be frustrated, and the flowers have been hit by the storm! It's so sudden that people are caught off guard! There is an ethereal fog between me and her, which makes this friendship that has been maintained for several years thousands of miles apart. I have nothing in common with her, and I always feel that she has an incomprehensible pride. I gradually alienated her and finally broke up! During that time, I worked hard under my own sky and enjoyed the pure world alone. I feel the pain of not having friends.

The flowers were badly hurt and bowed their heads helplessly. I became silent and looked down on others.

Despite many storms, the flowers are still growing tenaciously.

6. Write with the theme of blooming, and let the mind bloom.

When the fallen leaves are close to the earth with graceful dancing, they also understand the persistence of "falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud to protect flowers" When a drop of water rushes to the cold and hard rock, it knows its noble added value better. When the grass wears a long green dress on the grassland, it indicates the heroic future of "wildfire will not destroy them, they will grow taller again in the spring breeze". Although these humble lives are not as magnificent as the forests and oceans, they are always working quietly and weaving their dreams. They will use their lives to announce their extraordinary to human beings and touch people's hearts with their lives! There are such beautiful things in nature that touch our hearts. Throughout the long history, there are many things shining in our hearts. The flute sounded vaguely from the edge of the North Sea, mixed with sadness and helplessness. We recognize that heroic and unrestrained heart. It is Su Wu who wrote the beautiful legend of patriotic heroes in the frontier with his enthusiasm. His wife couldn't keep his enthusiasm for returning to his hometown, and his young son couldn't stop him from going to his hometown. In the case that all kinds of forces could not stop him, he returned to his monarch without hesitation. In the face of his brilliant patriotic blood flowing in the long river of history, our hearts were moved by it, and his patriotic spirit will be cherished in our hearts forever. Turning over the most glorious page of history, we walked into the humble hut with great awe, where Du Fu's thin figure flashed and his tragic poem "There are thousands of spacious buildings, and the poor people in the world are smiling." Even the autumn wind can't take away the sadness of his life, and he hobbles to the end of his life with the heart of worrying about the country and the people. His scarred center of the earth is like the brightest star in the sky, illuminating the warmth and coldness of the world. Seeing his familiar face, my heart is like a raging wave, touching people's hearts. In the face of beautiful things, we can't restrain our inner feelings. The beauty of nature and the touch of the world always touch our hearts. Standing at the height of life, we look at those vivid lives, and their tenacious and brave spiritual strength makes us unforgettable. We should be grateful for the touch of our hearts, so that we can realize the meaning and value of life more deeply and appreciate more beauty.

7. Who gave me a blooming life by writing an essay entitled "Blooming Life"?

Who lit up my blooming youth?

Who is it again?

Recorded the years of flowering.

How many storms have you experienced?

Finally blooming slowly

Bloom proudly with her unique posture.

How many sad songs have you sung?

Finally grow up quietly.

Smile with her inherent expression

How many people followed in her footsteps?

In order to bloom brilliantly

But forget

Life itself is a kind of blooming.

What a nice gift this should be.

How to give back?

Life sprouts in the elegance of spring.

Shine in the summer sun

The feeling of autumn

Look forward to it in the cold winter

Do your best to sing and bloom.

This is the immortal song of life.

The song of life in full bloom

8. Be anxious and be quiet. It perches on a branch like a dead leaf.

Turn off its patterns and patterns, and hide its black, pink and Cai Hua. It is a very precious butterfly next to the Khufu Temple under Emei Mountain-the dead leaf butterfly.

In order to survive, it shed its beautiful clothes and hid itself in a dying color. Nature should have rewarded such a creature that strives for survival.

It's just that sometimes it backfires. The yellow color adds to its beauty, and the dead-leaf butterfly is almost extinct.

On the contrary, those colorful butterflies are endless. What we have been receiving is a kind of recessive education. Keeping a low profile is a great wisdom in our definition, and sometimes we even get stuck in posturing.

You see, the blue sky is so vast and distant because it shows a touch of blue to the fullest; Castle Peak is so lofty because it throws a piece of blue indefinitely; The reason why the dove is so leisurely is that it is the most agile point between heaven and earth. Only by blooming your own color can you have your own value.

"Excellent talents are like awls in their pockets, and they will show their excellent parts. Why not? " Facing the difficult question, Mao Sui calmly and respectfully replied, "Please give me this opportunity to put the awl in my pocket."

Self-recommendation is a kind of self-color blooming. If you are knowledgeable and talented, you should let yourself bloom on the stage of history.

It's hard to imagine how this awl would stand out if Mao Sui put away its beautiful wings like a dead-leaf butterfly! Sharp edges should be revealed and colors should bloom. As a great thinker in the late Ming Dynasty, Li Zhi was proud of heresy, and his thoughts were permeated with the glory of the budding capitalism.

He accused the Confucian classics, he opposed "taking the right and wrong of Confucius as right and wrong", and he exposed the hypocrisy of Taoism "being polite and behaving like a dog". Democracy, which was almost cornered by the feudal system for more than two thousand years, broke through the long dead night and brought the dawn of new life under his lonely cry.

Li Zhi is such a person who dares to show his own color. Although his bloom finally brought his fall, it added a touch of beauty to the haze in the late Ming Dynasty! Don't learn the beautiful colors of butterflies, but deliberately hide them, which will lead to the tragedy of extinction. Both Mao Sui and Li Zhi are historical warriors.

Because they dare to stand out from the crowd and make themselves more dazzling. Each of us has a pair of beautiful wings, colorful.

Beautiful and colorful, so we can be so beautiful.