The story of eyes is to write a composition on this topic.

1. The story of eyes (the true story of my own experience) At night, I lay in bed and soon fell into a sweet dream. I had a dream. ...

I wear glasses, but it is hard to believe that I have come to a strange country-the "eye" country. The streets and alleys here are full of eyes, including red rabbit eyes, green flat eyes and black round eyes ... I suddenly became dumbfounded, swallowed and said to myself, "This ... what is this place?" That's ... that's terrible. "I swallowed again.

I stepped forward and asked a pair of white eyes in surprise, "Who are you?" ? Why is it so ugly? "After listening to my question, those eyes began to cry sadly:" I used to be a young master's eyes, but he watched TV and played computer all day, and his eyes almost bent over the book when reading. He is not reading, but he seems to be "smelling" books. The young master didn't protect me well, so I became so ugly. " I blushed and nodded, thinking, don't I love my eyes like its little master? I used to think it was fun to wear glasses. Now I understand that wearing glasses will make your eyes ugly. Just thinking about it, I found that XX, a classmate of our class, also came. She touched it and left. I rushed to help her and asked strangely, "Why are you blind? "XX cried and said," It's all because I didn't protect my eyes properly that I ended up like this. " I listened and bowed my head in shame.

Only then did I realize the importance of eyes. I woke up suddenly and was relieved. It was a dream.

2. Write a composition with eyes as the topic.

Mother's eyes are kind and calm.

The lover's eyes are warm and pure.

So, how to describe the eyes of human soul engineers?

Say it is like a bright light, guiding us to walk on the long journey of life and sail on the ocean of knowledge?

It is said that it moistens young seedlings like a clear stream, revealing a piece of goose yellow, a piece of green or a few pieces of blush?

Say it is like a jumping flame, igniting countless thoughts of exploration, countless shining youths and countless magnificent lives?

Oh, I have searched all the dictionaries, but I can't find a word that can accurately describe the rich connotation and affection in the eyes of teachers.

Sometimes, like soft moonlight, it pours quietly on the students in the class, making dozens of innocent hearts weave beautiful dreams in a soft and quiet atmosphere.

Sometimes, like a warm spring breeze, it sends courage, warmth and confidence to students who have made mistakes.

But I want to say that the teacher's eyes are more like the telescope in the captain's hand. From the subtle changes of a student, we can predict what kind of "amorous feelings" he will encounter in the future. So, guide him around the reef, avoid the whirlpool, and sail to the other side of victory.

Oh, the teacher's eyes are not greedy, cruel or cold; The teacher's eyes are full of enthusiasm, wisdom and sincerity.

Suppose1300 million people have1300 million pairs of teachers' eyes; If our life can sail on the ocean composed of teachers' eyes ... how can our society be destroyed by ice and snow? How can our life be neglected and sunk? Our cause will be like a bright morning sun, radiating rosy brilliance and brilliant beauty.

Therefore, I eulogize the teacher's eyes with sincere heart, eulogize a pair of affectionate eyes, and wash the stains on people's hearts like morning dew. ...

Everyone has eyes; Everyone wants to have a pair of smart eyes. But in real life, everyone's eyes are not the same. I've seen all kinds of eyes.

"Myopia" is a kind of. This kind of eyes can only see things near, but not things far away. Isn't it? There is a kind of person who can only see his home and not the country; See only the present, but not the future. They regard their own things as treasures and cherish them like life; Treat the country's things like dirt and spoil them at will. They want to have fun in the market, play every day, and regard their ideals as "painting cakes to satisfy their hunger". These people are short-sighted and have no ambition.

"hyperopia" is another kind. This kind of eyes can only see distant things, but not near things. Is it not good to see far? If it is really "standing high and seeing far", of course it is good, but this kind of farsightedness is not. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. However, this kind of eyes only like to look at the distance of "thousands of miles" and don't look at the pace of "one step". They are grandstanding and boasting. They have an ideal today and an ambition tomorrow, but they just can't keep their feet on the ground and don't want to work hard. They always want to fly to the sky by pulling their hair. This kind of eyes on the forehead is said to have been fashionable at one time!

"Color blindness" is another kind. This kind of eye sees one color as another. People with such eyes see everything differently from ordinary people. Others don't like to play cool with long hair and moustache, but he likes it, which is not only pleasing to the eye, but also imitates it! People appreciate the activity of doing good deeds like Lei Feng very much, but he doesn't like it, not only because he doesn't like it, but also because of irony! The same thing has changed in the eyes of these people

But I have also seen Critical Eyes. I saw from the movie that Bai was scheming and ever-changing, but the Monkey King saw at a glance that she was a monster, so she stood up and turned the tide. In real life, there is a mysterious "relationship science", which treats guests, gives gifts and pays tribute. Clever means, but some people see through this unhealthy trend at a glance and resist it.

I also have a pair of eyes, but I don't want to make my eyes "nearsighted", "farsighted" and "color blind", but I want to make my eyes "sharp".

3. Eyes Write a composition for the topic to polish your eyes.

During the Spring and Autumn Period more than two thousand years ago, Confucius lived between Chen and Cai. He hasn't eaten for days. Disciple Yan Yuan managed to get some rice back. In his sleep, the teacher saw Yan Yuan put rice into his mouth with his hand. In the name of ancestor worship, the Holy One asked Yan Yuanmi if he was clean. Yan Yuan replied: It's a pity that there is dust on the rice, but it's not clean to throw it away. Confucius sincerely admired: Thanks to asking more questions, otherwise Yan Yuan would not be wronged!

From this story, we can see that if Confucius is furious with Yan Yuan for catching rice, if Zhisheng doesn't keep his eyes open and delve into it, Yan Yuan will be wronged. In our life, we often sit up and take notice of the surface of some things, but we can't have a clear understanding of the essence of things.

People's understanding of things is based on their own subjective likes and dislikes (which is also the advantage of outstanding appearance). However, illusions often confuse our eyes and make us misunderstand or even prejudice others, so we have lost many confidants. However, this is not terrible. Just like Confucius, he also had doubts and misunderstandings about people. But he did not blindly and arbitrarily draw conclusions, but polished his eyes and unveiled the real veil. The terrible thing is that we won't polish our eyes and return things as they are.

To polish your eyes, you need an inclusive attitude, tolerance, pushing down the wall, and persistence without wanting or asking for anything. When we are filled with indignation and think that we have something from others, we calm down and re-recognize what we have encountered, and sometimes we find that our eyes are blinded. With this, we also found beauty.

Once, a woman writer was tired of writing and went out for a walk. She found a lazy man, a typical lazy man: his beard was ridiculously long (without margins), his clothes were tattered, and he even sat in a chair to weed, and the field was already overgrown with weeds. Just when the woman writer was upset and wanted to go back and write an article to expose the lazy people, she suddenly stopped: men's pants were empty. At the moment, she felt that his image was tall, and she said with shame, fortunately, I took a second look.

Yes, in the ups and downs of life, there are many people and things that seem ugly, but in fact they are extremely noble.

In order to avoid letting the beauty of life slip away from our eyes, we have to polish our eyes and deepen our understanding, so that the world in our eyes will be more colorful!

Man, you should have more eyes, find more, and start from yourself.

4. Write a composition on the topic of eyes 600 eyes

The head teacher's eyes are not strange, but her eyes are like a drizzle in March, sprinkling on our hearts and cultivating the seedlings of hope; There is also a magical power in her eyes. I often get infinite encouragement and education from the head teacher's eyes. . ..

Those are a pair of expectant eyes! I remember the first time I saw those eyes, it was the day I signed up. From the third grade to the fourth grade, the original class teacher has also changed. I used to register myself every year, and this year is no exception. Seeing the head teacher, I timidly handed in my summer homework book and calligraphy book, slowly raised my head and looked into her eyes quietly. Those are bright eyes. At this time, a gentle and expectant look appeared in these eyes, which made me settle down at once. It has been several weeks since the beginning of school, and I have never raised my hand in class. Even if I know the answer to the question, I dare not raise my hand for fear that I am wrong. Once, I just wanted to raise my hand, but I didn't raise my hand because I was timid. At this time, those eyes looked at me, showing encouragement and expectation. I finally raised my hand, and the correct answer won warm applause.

Those are warm and gentle eyes! At that time, because I went to physical education class on the first day to practice standing long jump, the whole class felt backache today. But we didn't bow to the difficulties, and still insisted on doing morning exercises. After the teacher knew it, he was very happy, and his eyes showed infinite concern, as if to say, "You did a good job, just like a wild sailor on the sea." Let's feel the warmth like spring and exercise more vigorously.

Those are a pair of stern eyes! I saw coldness in those eyes. One day, I forgot to look up the dictionary because I was playful, and I didn't do my homework well. She had to check it the next day. I looked down and stammered my homework. A pair of fierce eyes looked at her, and those eyes shot a serious look. This is a silent reproach, which makes me feel ashamed. Since then, I have been much more focused on my homework.

Yes, these eyes are ordinary, but it is these eyes that make me understand a lot.

5. Writing the title of the composition Eyes Mother's Eyes Everyone has a pair of eyes. You may think: What is there to write about eyes? However, my mother's eyes are different from others. They are talking eyes.

Once my mother and I went shopping in the mall and found ten dollars on the way. I don't know what to do. Looking back, my mother smiled at me. She said with her eyes, "What should I do if I find something?" Suddenly, I remembered the children's song I once sang: I found a penny on the side of the road and gave it to the police uncle. There happened to be an uncle policeman in front of me. I ran over and gave the money to the police uncle. I went back to my mother and saw her eyes smile like a moon, as if to say, "What a good daughter."

Once when I was doing my homework, I met a difficult problem and asked my mother. My mother didn't say anything, but looked at me silently with her eyes, as if to say, "Think for yourself first, I believe you can do it." But I can't think of anything. My mother's eyes kept looking at me, as if to say, "think again in another way." I looked at my mother and thought about it carefully. Finally, I solved the problem, and my mother gave me an approving look, as if to say, "You are great!" " "

Mother's eyes will say many things: when I am sick, my mother's eyes are full of care; When my grades are good, my mother's eyes smile very well; When I do something wrong, my mother's eyes seem to say, "If I do something wrong, I will correct it. Don't make the same mistake again. "

I love my mother, especially her big bright talking eyes.

6. Write an article about "eyes". God gave you a pair of eyes.

Green mountains and green waters, birds and flowers, you turn a blind eye; Penglai, a masterpiece of ancient and modern times, is boring to watch; The towering Mount Tai and the Great Wall of Wan Li make you flinch; You scoffed at the traffic, and the chicken and dog heard about it ... so God sighed heavily. Sad for your ignorance, sigh for the buried beauty. Friend, wake up! Open your eyes-those are the eyes that God gave you, and they should be full of aura. There are so many beautiful things in the world, waiting for you to discover, appreciate and enjoy. You are awakened by God's sigh, reach out and rub your eyes and look at the world in front of you. You sighed, a little guilty and a little happy. You seem to understand something, stand up and want to perceive the realm of beauty with your heart. Climb Mount Tai and enjoy the pleasure of "all other mountains look small under the sky". And ignite your long-lost fighting spirit; Embrace the sea, feel the mind of "all rivers run into the sea" and abandon the long-hidden depression in your heart; Walking into the mountains, walking into the tranquility of "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream", and finding the long-lost tranquility in your heart ... the river never returns, the waves are inexhaustible, and the romantic figures of the ages ",Su Shi's unrestrained and free and easy, unstoppable; There was nothing to eliminate this situation, and then I frowned and took it to heart. "Li Qingzhao's tenderness is gentle and delicate;" Don't you see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever? "Li Bai's romance is elegant and unconstrained style; They ran after you, crying, tugging at your sleeves, and their plaintive voices went up to the clouds. "Du Fu's" Lonely World, Waves at the Bottom of the Pen "... put down the poetry book and step into the countryside, and you listened attentively to the notes of the country. Fertile fields and beautiful ponds, streams gurgling; Cocks crow and dogs bark, accompanied by cattle and sheep; Blue sky and white clouds, smoke curling up ... The previous contempt disappeared, and you realized the existence of beauty, accompanied by "we opened your window, crossed the garden and field, and talked about mulberry and hemp with cups in our hands"; There are rice flowers that say that there is a bumper harvest, and frogs say "hi"; You feel the beauty everywhere, and you begin to feel glad and proud that you have a pair of eyes. Began to be intoxicated and influenced by the beauty of the world. You put your hands on your chest and meditate piously in your mouth. You are thanking God for his gift. God smiles so sweetly; You're smiling, too. You are so satisfied! Dear friends, never forget that God gave you a pair of eyes-these are the windows to absorb beauty.

Those helpless eyes are cat's eyes, which grow on a thick security door, and colorful iron sheets are my coat. My host is a famous vice mayor. I am an outstanding cat's eye because tourists are in awe of me. Every night is my busiest time. Well, another manager in a straight suit stood in front of me. Through the bulging packaging bag, I vaguely saw the words "China" and "Maotai" ... Wow, they are the loudest names in the advertisement. "Ding-dong!" The hostess gave me a habitual look and the door opened. "You are the mayor's wife, ha ha, so young! Is the mayor at home? " "Suit" said with a big smile. "At home, please come in!" The hostess showed rare hospitality. The three of them chatted cheerfully in the living room for several hours. I didn't understand a word of what they talked about, but I could clearly see a lot of colorful RMB on the coffee table. The "suit" is gone, and the smile is full of mystery. The vice mayor smiled and threw the money into the safe. In the morning, the vice mayor went to work, and his wife and her Ma You began to "build the Great Wall". I don't understand why they call it "building the Great Wall". Ancient people built the Great Wall much harder than they did! "Ding-dong!" Someone rang the doorbell. This man looks familiar. I have never seen anyone wearing such shabby clothes. Begging empty-handed, right? The hostess looked at me and her face suddenly became ugly. She turned around and motioned for everyone to calm down. "Wife, you open the door! Children look forward to the mayor building schools for them every day! " Seeing that there was no movement inside, the old man sighed heavily and left in frustration. It's evening again, and there are visitors again. Well, today is not a suit and tie, nor is it a white-collar worker. They are wearing uniforms and hats, and the badges on the hats are shining. The doorbell rang for a long time, but the hostess refused to open the door, just like a different person. The deputy mayor trudged out and said, "It's time to come." Say that finish, reluctantly opened the door. Shiny handcuffs were put on his hands. The deputy mayor was taken away with the heavy safe. The hostess fell to the ground in despair and wept bitterly. The next day. The old man in rags came again. He hammered at my coat and cursed that his son was not human. I want to tell him that there is nothing at home and his son has been taken away. However, I can't, because I am just a helpless cat's eye.

7. Write an article on the topic of "eyes". She leaned close to my face and stared at my eyes with wide eyes, as if to instill an inspiring force in my heart.

When she talks about God, heaven and angels, she seems amiable. The face has also become younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light.

But his eyes are often bloodshot and turbid, and sometimes dull like a dead man.

I can't open my eyes, and my eyes are blank.

Only the eyes are round.

Her dull eyes suddenly flashed.

Along the eyes, there are some tears in the corners of my eyes, and my eyes are not as energetic as before.

Raise her dull eyes.

Just look straight in the eyes and tell everyone a story that she never forgets day and night.

She stood with her mouth open and looked at them straight.

She just looked at them and didn't answer a word.

Seems to be very cramped, immediately gathered a smile, turn your eyes, to see the snowflake.

Always staring and not saying a word.

This eye shot everywhere, just like a child seeking love in hunger and thirst.

My eyes shone with sadness and joy, but with indecision. Although I tried to avoid my sight, it seemed to fly out of the window. Confused and naive feelings

Looking into my father's eyes, I feel that his smiling eyes are as deep and mysterious as the night sky.

My father's eyes are mysterious, as if they can make up a lot of happiness and light for me.

8. Write an article about eyes. God gave you a pair of eyes, green mountains and green waters, birds and flowers, and you turned a blind eye; Penglai, a masterpiece of ancient and modern times, is boring to watch; The towering Mount Tai and the Great Wall of Wan Li make you flinch; You scoffed at the traffic, and the chicken and dog heard about it ... so God sighed heavily.

Sad for your ignorance, sigh for the buried beauty. Friend, wake up! Open your eyes-those are the eyes that God gave you, and they should be full of aura.

There are so many beautiful things in the world, waiting for you to discover, appreciate and enjoy. You are awakened by God's sigh, reach out and rub your eyes and look at the world in front of you. You sighed, a little guilty and a little happy.

You seem to understand something, stand up and want to perceive the realm of beauty with your heart. Climb Mount Tai and enjoy the pleasure of "all other mountains look small under the sky". And ignite your long-lost fighting spirit; Embrace the sea, feel the mind of "all rivers run into the sea" and abandon the long-hidden depression in your heart; Walking into the mountains, walking into the tranquility of "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream", and finding the long-lost tranquility in your heart ... the river never returns, the waves are inexhaustible, and the romantic figures of the ages ",Su Shi's unrestrained and free and easy, unstoppable; There was nothing to eliminate this situation, and then I frowned and took it to heart. "Li Qingzhao's tenderness is gentle and delicate;" Don't you see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever? "Li Bai's romance is elegant and unconstrained style; They ran after you, crying, tugging at your sleeves, and their plaintive voices went up to the clouds. "Du Fu's" Lonely World, Waves at the Bottom of the Pen "... put down the poetry book and step into the countryside, and you listened attentively to the notes of the country.

Fertile fields and beautiful ponds, streams gurgling; Cocks crow and dogs bark, accompanied by cattle and sheep; Blue sky and white clouds, smoke curling up ... The previous contempt disappeared, and you realized the existence of beauty, accompanied by "we opened your window, crossed the garden and field, and talked about mulberry and hemp with cups in our hands"; There are rice flowers that say that there is a bumper harvest, and frogs say "hi"; You feel the beauty everywhere, and you begin to feel glad and proud that you have a pair of eyes. Began to be intoxicated and influenced by the beauty of the world. You put your hands on your chest and meditate piously in your mouth. You are thanking God for his gift.

God smiles so sweetly; You're smiling, too. You are so satisfied! Dear friends, never forget that God gave you a pair of eyes-these are the windows to absorb beauty. For reference only.

9. How to write the composition "The Story of Eyes" in primary school? I am the window to your soul, something to increase your personal charm. Guess who I am? Yes, that's it-eyes.

As the saying goes, eyes are the windows to the soul, but my little master just doesn't love me! Watch TV and surf the Internet every day.

I can't blame him for studying. I'm exhausted. You see, this is the result that he doesn't love me. He has a nasty thing in his eyes-glasses.

If the eyes are really windows, then my little master is equivalent to hanging curtains on the windows; I put up wallpaper. Do you think I'll look good again? Little master, I want to tell you, don't do this to me, don't add pressure and trouble to me, okay? You know, I used to be bright and clear, but now I'm vague. Don't talk about me, it's you. Are you feeling better? I know you don't want to wear glasses, but have you ever thought about loving me? What have you done for me? Young master, the extra burden makes me tired! Do you remember that you got an eye stone two days ago, which made me very painful?

That morning, you got up early and asked your mother to take you to the eye hospital for examination. Hey, I don't know if I don't check. I was shocked when I checked! No, I have an eye stone, so I have to pick it with a needle! The rude doctor was soon ready, picked up a big needle tube and stuck it at me.

I am in pain, but what can I do? I have to endure the pain and stick to it. Master, this is the voice of a pair of eyes, this is my voice! Dear little master, can you be kind to me? I will definitely listen to you in the future. You told me to look east, and I would never look west. You told me to look south, and I will never look north.

Anyway, don't disturb your bright eyes again, okay? .

10. Write an article on "Eyes". She leaned close to my face and looked at my eyes with wide eyes, as if to instill a kind of strength in my heart. When she talks about God, heaven and angels, she seems very kind. The face has also become younger, and the moist eyes reveal a particularly warm light.

But his eyes are often bloodshot and turbid, and sometimes dull like a dead man. I can't open my eyes, and my eyes are blank. Only that eye or her eyes that are not bright suddenly glow.

Along the eyes, there are some tears in the corners of my eyes, and my eyes are not as energetic as before. Raise her dull eyes, just look straight at them and tell everyone the story that she never forgets day and night. She stood with her mouth open and looked straight at them. She just looked at them and didn't answer a word.

Seems to be very cramped, immediately gathered a smile, turn your eyes, to see the snowflake. Always staring at my eyes, without saying a word, staring everywhere, like a child looking for love in hunger and thirst, but with the light of indecision, although trying to avoid my sight, it seems to fly out of the window.

Confused and naive feelings stared at his father's eyes, feeling that his smiling eyes were as deep and mysterious as the night sky. My father's eyes are mysterious, as if they can make up a lot of happy light for me.