Life is a song. Next, life is a song.

Composition 1: "Life is a song" 1500 words Life is a song. The next sentence is life is a song.

Life is a song, what is life,

Life is a song, a colorful song, a high and low song, an elusive song. Hardship in life is a beating note, and life becomes better because of these notes.

Different people have different lives and play different songs. Ordinary people always like quiet serenades, because they like plain life and follow the rules. Great people always like to play impassioned marches, because they yearn for creative life and like new scenes to appear in their respective sights.

Whether ordinary people or great men, their beginning is an uphill road, which is equivalent to the beginning of a song. The tone is gradually raised, slowly rising to the middle, suddenly rushing and slowing, and the voices are one after another. Of course, ordinary people are a group of smooth voices. Although it looks a bit boring, it also has a charm. This is to verify the saying "carrots and vegetables have their own love".

In this song of life, someone was sent off by a "red card" because he accidentally played the wrong notes, fingered wrongly or forgot the score; Some candidates use relatively simple songs and barely pass; Some people have the courage to explore, study and play new movements, and have won unparalleled honors. No matter what kind of person, whether successful or not, they all played the first note of life.

Every song has a different ending. The quiet serenade played by ordinary people disappeared peacefully and deeply, while the progressive song played by great people was

It ends with an inspiring high note. This is the end of two kinds of songs and the fate of two kinds of people.

This is life, life like a song. No matter what kind of song and tune you choose, as long as you are satisfied, meaningful and valuable, do it bravely, open your heart to play and try to play the most beautiful life.

Grade one: Yong

Life is a song: I discovered the secret of spiders. When the warm spring comes, a spider comes to my window. That spider is like a guard in our house. Once flies, mosquitoes and moths want to fly into my house, they can't escape the spider's eyes and will become spider's food. ...

Cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus, cactus.

Every minute is a gift from heaven, and I am walking on thin ice with this gift. April is warm and gentle, and even God can't bear to destroy this quiet beauty. He always quietly releases his sentimental side after people fall asleep.

Grandma Zongzi took me to the supermarket. She asked me what I like to eat. I said, Zongzi, I haven't had enough of what you cooked for me last time. Grandma said: delicious, I'll make you some more. Grandma bought some zongzi leaves and weighed some glutinous rice, raisins and red beans. When I got home, grandma put glutinous rice

Soak in the water and start tidying the leaves.

I think it is a process to be grateful for what life is. We are searching hard, looking for warmth from dullness and sincerity from frustration. Perhaps, life is such a search process. In the plain life, we seek inner peace. We live seriously and taste life with a grateful heart.

Wonderful fish tank Today, my parents and I went to Wal-Mart, and I found a strange fish tank in a place, so. I asked my mother to show me, and my mother agreed. I was so happy that my anxiety was washed away at once. When my mother and I came there, I was immediately attracted by a fish tank.

Rain Composition Rain Composition (1) Rain is a realm. Put aside your troubles and listen to the rain beating on the window. Beautiful rain is a romantic companion. Laugh at the beauty of rain by dripping and stepping on the spray. You rely on the beauty of the rain to laugh at you. Grade One: Shadow Yu Ling Composition (2) Tick tock. Oh, no ~ it's raining again.

Everyone in hot wheels knows about hot wheels, right? We have hot wheels in our family. Actually, my dad gave me a unicycle. We all call it hot wheels. I am so happy since my father gave me hot wheels. The first time I rode it, I didn't expect it to have a big temper ~ I only heard a plop and fell down.

Composition 2: "Life is a song. Life is a song _ 0" 1600 words Life is a song. Life is a song.

Life is a song. Life is a song. Sometimes sad and euphemistic, sometimes uninhibited, the beautiful melody is elegant, showing the inner joys and sorrows and the separation between people.

My life is like a "Greedy Minor in London", with a little sadness in lyricism. After graduating from primary school, I will be promoted to junior high school in a blink of an eye. I am really happy in my heart, but I am a little sad. My classmate's friend of six years is leaving. How can I give up? My friend Lin came to see me, and it can be seen that she bid farewell to our friendship. "Summer, we will soon be separated. I really hate to part with you. We must keep in touch in the future, you know? " I answered her yes and stood still. I feel that time seems to stand still at this moment, and I don't move forward, but the external silence can't hide my inner sadness. My tears betrayed me. I held Lin's hand and said to her, "The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, but our friendship remains unchanged." I saw her eyes moist, with sadness and happiness. In fact, not only she, but also other students. As a song goes: friendship is like a blooming flower, there is no way to miss it?

People can't live in sadness, because after the thunderstorm, Wan Li will be clear. I quickly adapted to junior high school life. I got used to my new life and made new friends. When I made new friends, I had a new friendship and a new beginning. "Let's play basketball." "Very good." I readily agreed, because it was the happiest day since junior one, and someone asked me to play basketball. I am very happy. When we came to the basketball court, we played basketball instead of a burst of cheerful laughter. I'll just be in a daze if I bump into it. I think it may be because I recalled the previous time ~ but in the end I figured it out that all good things must come to an end. I

Get rid of the bondage of sadness and life will be sunny from now on. Therefore, my life is another "waltz of youth", and the brisk rhythm is filled with the joy of youth.

Life is a song, with changeable emotions. However, a good life depends on our own control.

Life is a song. Burying a hero is like rolling the Yangtze River and the waves wash away the hero. Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets. The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. I met an old friend and had a drink. How many things in the past and how many years have been put into the conversation. Romance of the Three Kingdoms, a gorgeous and simple dream. ...

Kneeling in the street, you can often see many beggars. They knelt on one side, some bowed their heads devoutly, put worn-out bowls in front of them, and some looked at pedestrians from time to time with begging eyes. Seeing this scene, many people will give them some small tickets out of pity and listen to them holding the money tightly and saying thank you, thank you. ...

It's been almost half a year since I came out in February this year. Time really flies, bit by bit in the busy schedule. For me, these days are as long as a century. I grew up in these days and grew old slowly. This is life ~

Changing perspectives, new and objective things in the world are often diverse. For the same thing, because the observer's perspective is different and the observer's mood is different, people often have different views. It is the diversity of thinking that brings the diversity and splendor of thinking. Take vitamins for example.

In this world, light travels along an arc. People like to praise the light, but I am just right.

On the contrary, I like the darkness and worship it. Most people think that light generally symbolizes beautiful things. For example, he sometimes symbolizes hope, doesn't he say that he sees hope when he sees light? People also think that darkness generally symbolizes something that makes people afraid.

When the love of saving money becomes a habit, and some people regard saving coins as a habit, then the accumulated heavy wealth is his happiness; Some people regard saving knowledge as a habit, so it is his pride and wisdom to learn from others. Some people regard savings and credit as a habit, so they are brothers and friends all over the world. ...

Views on Successful People While successful people are working hard to cultivate their dreams day and night, mediocre people are relaxing and lazily drinking kung fu tea to pass the time. Days never stop like running water. One day, when the winner emerged from the cocoon and showed his extraordinary achievements, the mediocre people could not help but envy him: why don't I have the talent of the winner, and why am I so with him? ...

In this world, we used to wander at the crossroads of confusion, sighing heavily for our emotions, and throwing a moth to the fire for our unswerving vows. Maybe we pay too much attention to gain and loss, so there are so many joys and sorrows, but we can't feel at ease because of fate. Maybe we are still ignorant, but this is no reason for us to back down. our/ours ...

Composition 3: "Motherly love is a song" Love is a song with 300 letters. Its beautiful melody and touching notes are indispensable nutrients in my life.

Song of tolerance

Before the Spring Festival, every family is always busy cleaning their rooms and welcoming the New Year with a brand-new look. Our family began to clean up, too. I heard a bang in my room and I broke the vase. My mother came at once, saw the broken glass at my feet and comforted me with a smile. "Nothing, it doesn't matter if the vase is broken." Mother's warm words immediately drove away the fear in my heart. Mother's tolerant singing resounded through every corner of the room. ...

song of love

After the exam, I walked home listlessly and saw my mother in front of the kitchen chopping board, and I was in tears. "I failed the exam." "hey! What should I do,

It doesn't matter. Mom believes you will do better next time! Come on, try this fish. It's fresh ... "

Oh, maternal love can sing, and this song is like a continuous drizzle, nourishing everything on the earth.

Composition 4: "Motherly love is a song" 600 letters Love is a song.

Wu Yu (Grade 94)

When I was a child, I once proudly said to my friends, "My mother is the most beautiful in the world!" " "When I was older, I implicitly said," My mother is the best in the world! " "I can't restrain my inner happiness when I say this! It is difficult to express how much emotion the word "good" contains in emotional words.

Motherly love is a song that makes me happy!

I went to middle school, which is far from home. I remember coming home late from school and seeing my mother standing outside the village looking around. She bent down into a bow. Approached, I saw the late autumn wind lifted her thin clothes. "Mom," I ran over, threw myself into her arms and shed tears of happiness.

Motherly love is a song that warms me!

"Alas, it's annoying to have so much homework every day," I said impatiently, but I was still doing my homework seriously, but my mother listened carefully to my feelings. She came up to me lightly with a glass of water and said out of turn, "Although you are now. ...

It's bitter, but when I grow up, I will feel that it's worthwhile to be tired now. Bitter before sweet means, do it slowly, I believe you, come on! "Mom's words gave me great encouragement, and that cup of boiled water also gave me great warmth!

Motherly love is a song, which makes me go forward bravely!

"Hey, what should I do? How can I explain to my mother if I fail this exam again? " My heart is trembling secretly, because I am most afraid of seeing my mother's sad face. It is getting dark. I walked forward step by step with heavy steps, and it was raining slightly in my heart. Finally, I looked up at home, and my mother stood there waiting for me as usual, waiting for me to come home safely. Finally, I told my mother about my grades, without laughter or indifference. My mother is as calm as ever. She kept encouraging me to move forward and let me go up a flight of stairs. My mother gave me the motivation to move forward and made me happy!

Motherly love is like a song, which makes me feel happy, warm and motivated. Mother's love is great and selfless, and I will always remember it in my heart. Motherly love is a song, I will always play and listen attentively!

Composition 5: "Motherly love is a song" 600 letters Love is a song.

Some people compare maternal love to a ray of sunshine in winter, which dispels the cold frost; Some people compare maternal love to a shower after a long drought, nourishing a broken heart ... but in my opinion, maternal love is a song that makes me deeply attached.

Motherly love is a gentle song. When I was born, my mother's little eyes suddenly lit up. She began to watch over me day and night, taking care of me in every way, singing me a lullaby gently and softly: "Good baby, go to sleep, let's snuggle up ..." When she grew up, she followed me, looking at me with beautiful watery eyes, how I jumped up and down, how I was curious about the world, and how I looked at my dusty clothes and dark face. Alas, she really loves me ~

Motherly love is a harsh song. I started to go to primary school, didn't listen to my mother's instructions, and didn't finish my homework seriously ... My mother's gentle face became severe, and she began to discipline me and forced me to correct my shortcomings. But every time, I found that although she looked serious and reprimanded severely, her beautiful eyes were still full of love for me.

Motherly love is a gentle song. I have been in the sixth grade of primary school and will soon be promoted to junior high school. Every homework will be finished very late. My mother always tells me over and over again: "write well ... it's too dark, I'll turn on the light for you ... are you finished?" Let's go to dinner, there are your favorite cola chicken wings ... "On one occasion, I buried myself in my homework and stretched out after writing. Mom came over with a smile and asked with concern, "Have you finished writing? Let's go to eat. " "Well, right away." I promised. I packed my schoolbag. I looked up and met my mother's kind eyes.

Now, her eyes are not what I remember: they are very old and watery, and there are many crow's feet in the corners of her eyes. The only thing that hasn't changed is her loving eyes.

Ah, maternal love is a gentle, stern and affectionate song ~

Sixth grade: Liu Han

Composition 6: "Motherly love is a song" 400 words Yang Junhao, Class 4, Grade 2, Primary School Affiliated to Lianjiang Normal School, Fujian Province.

Sing every time: Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures. I can't enjoy happiness when I am in my mother's arms … I feel really happy!

In the song, I recall every day that my mother accompanied me. She sometimes gets up quietly at night to cover me with a quilt, lest I catch cold; Sometimes they conjure up good food for me to ensure that I have enough nutrition; Sometimes tell me vivid stories and let me grow up healthily in happiness ... My mother has done so much for me, how can I repay her?

Got it! First, take out 100 yuan from the lucky money as a nutrition fee for my mother. I know from books that an apple a day keeps the doctor away. Although I don't have much money, I can buy a big box of apples. My mother can eat sweet and crisp apples every day! I also want to say to my mother playfully, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away." Because the doctor wants to get close to you and secretly asks you why you are so young and healthy. My words made my mother laugh. This is one of my favorite tricks of my mother-telling jokes. It is also very important that mother should eat well first, and never steal the bird's nest stewed by mother again!

Mom, you are tired, I will help you move things; If you are bored, I will do magic for you; If you are bored, I will go for a walk with you. You will think that I love you more and more every day!

Composition 7: "[Excellent Composition] Motherly love is a song" 600 words Some people compare maternal love to a ray of sunshine in winter, which dispels the chilly frost; Some people compare maternal love to a shower after a long drought, nourishing a broken heart ... But in my opinion, maternal love is a song that makes me deeply attached.

Motherly love is a gentle song. When I was born, my mother's little eyes suddenly lit up. She began to watch over me day and night, taking care of me in every way, singing a lullaby for me gently and softly: "Dear baby, go to sleep, let's snuggle up ..." When she grew up, she followed me, looking at me with beautiful watery eyes, how I jumped up and down, how I was curious about the world, and how I looked at my dusty clothes and dark face. Alas, she really loves me!

Motherly love is a harsh song. I started primary school, didn't listen to my mother's instructions, and no longer finished my homework seriously ... My mother's gentle face became severe, and she began to discipline me and forced me to correct my shortcomings. But every time, I found that although she looked serious and reprimanded severely, her beautiful eyes were still full of love for me.

Motherly love is a gentle song. I have been in the sixth grade of primary school and will soon be promoted to junior high school. Every homework will be finished very late. My mother always tells me over and over again: "write well ... it's too dark." I'll turn on the light for you ... are you finished? " ? Go to dinner and have your favorite cola chicken wings ... "On one occasion, I buried myself in my homework and stretched out after finishing it. Mom came over with a smile and asked with concern, "Have you finished writing? Go and eat. " "Well, right away. "I promised. I packed my schoolbag, looked up and met my mother's kind eyes. Her eyes are not what I remember: they have become very old and watery, and there are many crow's feet in the corner of their eyes. The only thing that hasn't changed is her loving eyes.

Ah, maternal love is a gentle, stern and affectionate song!

Composition 8: "Motherly love is a song _650 words" 700 words Some people compare maternal love to a ray of sunshine in winter, which dispels the cold frost; Some people compare maternal love to a shower after a long drought, nourishing a broken heart ... but in my opinion, maternal love is a song that makes me deeply attached. Motherly love is a gentle song. When I was born, my mother's little eyes suddenly lit up. She began to watch over me day and night, taking care of me in every way, singing me a lullaby gently and softly: "Good baby, go to sleep, let's snuggle up ..." When she grew up, she followed me, looking at me with beautiful watery eyes, how I jumped up and down, how I was curious about the world, and how I looked at my dusty clothes and dark face. Alas, she really loves me! Motherly love is a harsh song. I started to go to primary school, didn't listen to my mother's instructions, and didn't finish my homework seriously ... My mother's gentle face became severe, and she began to discipline me and forced me to correct my shortcomings. But every time, I found that although she looked serious and reprimanded severely, her beautiful eyes were still full of love for me. Motherly love is a gentle song. I have been in the sixth grade of primary school and will soon be promoted to junior high school. Every homework will be finished very late. My mother always tells me over and over again: "write well ... it's too dark." I'll turn on the light for you ... Are you finished? " Go to dinner, have your favorite cola chicken wings ... "On one occasion, I buried myself in my homework and stretched out after writing. Mom came over with a smile and asked with concern, "Have you finished writing? Go and eat. " "Well, right away. "I promised. I packed my schoolbag, looked up and met my mother's kind eyes. Her eyes are not what I remember: they have become very old and watery, and there are many crow's feet in the corner of their eyes. The only thing that hasn't changed is her loving eyes. Ah, maternal love is a gentle, stern and affectionate song! Sixth grade: Liu Han's essay network special article, can not be reproduced without permission.

Composition 9: Motherly love is a song composition 1500 letters Love is a song composition 1: Motherly love is a song (305 words)

Motherly love is a song, and its beautiful melody and touching notes are indispensable nutrients in my life.

Song of tolerance

Before the Spring Festival, every household should be busy cleaning their rooms to welcome the New Year with a new look. Our family began to clean up, too. There was a bang in my room and I broke the vase. My mother came at once and saw broken glass lying at my feet. She smiled and comforted me and said, "It's okay. It doesn't matter if the vase is broken. " Mother's warm words immediately drove away the fear in my heart. Mother's tolerant singing resounded through every corner of the room …

song of love

After the exam, I walked home listlessly and saw my mother in front of the kitchen chopping board, and I was in tears. "I failed the exam." "hey! What should I do? It's okay. Mom, I believe you will do better next time! Come on, try this fish, it's very fresh ... "

Oh, maternal love can sing. This song is like a continuous drizzle, nourishing everything on the earth.

Motherly love is a song Composition 2: Motherly love is a song (408 words)

Sing every time: Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures. I can't enjoy happiness when I am in my mother's arms … I feel really happy!

In the song, I recall every day that my mother accompanied me. She sometimes gets up quietly at night to cover me with a quilt, lest I catch cold; Sometimes they conjure up good food for me to ensure that I have enough nutrition; Sometimes tell me vivid stories and let me grow up healthily in happiness ... My mother has done so much for me, how can I repay her?

Got it! First, take out 100 yuan from the lucky money as a nutrition fee for my mother. I know from books that an apple a day keeps the doctor away. Although I don't have much money, I can buy a big box of apples. My mother can eat sweet and crisp apples every day! I also want to say to my mother playfully, "An apple a day keeps the doctor away." Because the doctor wants to get close to you and secretly asks you why you are so young and healthy. My words made my mother laugh. This is one of my favorite tricks of my mother-telling jokes. It is also very important that mother should eat well first, and never steal the bird's nest stewed by mother again!

Mom, you are tired, I will help you move things; If you are bored, I will do magic for you; If you are bored, I will go for a walk with you. You will think that I love you more and more every day!

Motherly love is a song Composition 3: Motherly love is a song (805 words)

I, sitting alone in front of the computer, leafing through the song list aimlessly, saw one of my favorite songs, as well as an obscure name-mom.

Seriously, I only know that the chopsticks brothers sang "Father". Which wonderful flower sang "Mother"? I clicked on that song out of curiosity.

prologue

Thank you.

Mom, thank you for giving birth to me. I think you will regret it, because you have never seen a child have such a serious rebellious mentality.

One afternoon ten years ago, I went to kindergarten in tears. Seriously, it's not because I can't bear to leave home, but because I was scared to cry by your hand. ...

But thank you all the same. I wouldn't be here now if it weren't for you. This is terrible, but I am unique.

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I'm sorry

I'm sorry, mom, because I don't listen. You must be worried, right? It's not my style to make people angry, you know?

You told me to seize the opportunity, but I'm the type of "face saving". In my heart, there will always be others begging me, and I have never asked others.

I told you before that I want to be a writer in the Academy of Photography when I grow up. I want to go to Japan most. Besides these, what else have I told you? I said I would always be with you when I grew up. You said it would be nice if you were still there. I was unwilling, tears rolled in my eyes, but I just didn't stay. My deskmate told me that I spend a lot of time studying now in order to grow up and have time to spend with my mother. I acquiesced.

I never want to mention you in front of my classmates, because I have nothing to say, and I'm afraid my tears will split into two lines. I didn't say how weak I was, I was just strong for too long. I never want to tell you that I am unhappy at school. I don't care about the cynicism of others. Be yourself. As long as you can stop crying, you must grit your teeth and get through it!

Really, I'm sorry

One sentence of sorry means ten sentences of I love you.

End of movement

Whenever I feel down, I always think of you who gave me a thumbs-up behind my back. Although no one watched my performance, I still want to make an elegant curtain call, because I worked hard, not to mention you behind me.

Everyone is a friend when you succeed, and your mother is your partner when you fail.

I want to write novels, learn guitar, practice painting and play photography. I also hope to go shopping with you on a whim that day. Being with you makes you happy every day.

No matter "thank you" or "sorry", in the final analysis, it is not worth saying "I love you".

Summing up melody

Love.

After listening to this song, I burst into tears.

Motherly love is a song, and its beautiful melody and touching notes are indispensable nutrients in my life.

Song of tolerance

Before the Spring Festival, every family is always busy cleaning their rooms and welcoming the New Year with a new look. Our family began to clean up, too. I just heard it from my room & & quot； Bang & & quot；; Suddenly, I broke the vase. My mother came at once and saw broken glass lying at my feet. She smiled and comforted me. "It's okay, it doesn't matter if the vase is broken. "Mother's warm words immediately drove away the fear in my heart. Mother's tolerant singing resounded through every corner of the room. ...

song of love

After the exam, I walked home listlessly and saw my mother in front of the kitchen chopping board, tears welled up in my eyes. & & quot； I failed the exam & & quot；; . "hey! What should I do,

It doesn't matter. Mom believes you will do better next time! Come on, have a taste.

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This fish tastes good. "

Oh, maternal love can sing, and this song is like a continuous drizzle, nourishing everything on the earth.

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