Kanhai composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (paper). How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my composition about watching the sea. Welcome to read it. I hope you will like it. Writing about Seeing the Sea 1

During the summer vacation, I was lucky enough to travel to Hainan, the southernmost tropical coastal province in China. There, I saw the long-awaited sea.

After half an hour's drive from the hotel, we arrived at Yalong Bay Beach, which is as white as silver. Standing on the soft beach, I can see the sea I have been looking forward to for a long time. I have seen the rough and stormy sea on TV, and the impression it should give me is terrible. But the sea in front of us is so gentle and lovely. Looking at the endless sea, I opened my arms and ran to the sea, eager to jump into the broad embrace of the sea. I ran and shouted, "Sea, I'm coming!"! The sea, I am coming! " Mother Hai warmly welcomed me: "Hua Hua ...". I played with mother hai to my heart's content. Sometimes, like a lovely child, the sea comes running and slaps the rocks hard, splashing a silver splash. I lay on the beach and let it play with my hair and swimsuit.

when I'm tired of playing in the sea, I can lie on the silver beach and enjoy the sunshine. I buried myself in the sand, and the comfortable feeling intoxicated me. At that time, I left everything behind and enjoyed the joy he brought you. (Instructor Xu Yangjing) Composition 2

In this life, if you have seen the sea, you will never see it again ...

-Preface

Unconsciously, you came to the seaside.

see the sea! Sea! It's the sea Instantly indescribable heart, want to see the sea! Look at the sea ...

So I, naturally, wander alone along the long coastline. Slowly, let the wind blow, let the birds sing alone, fall with the waves, and separate the time difference that your feet can't overlap. One step-two steps-three steps ... step on uneven level's footprints and draw the edge of the sea into an arc.

while walking, staring at the ship in the field of vision, I feel that I have drawn away the physical distance. Drifting away-it's a footprint that extends from behind to the starting point, drifting away ...

-it's like a memory in my mind. With the passing waves, drifting. Floating in my mind. But in the end, it can always find its starting point and its end point-no matter where it floats; Whether it is far or near; Or near, and far ... Because, that is how also can't escape the fetters.

It turns out that the sea is the outline of memories.

mixed with the dribs and drabs splashed in the fleeting time, it churns on the edge of forgetting that it will never burst its banks. Together, it is waves and memories that stir.

just, I don't understand why the sea is sky blue; And the gray one is a memory ...

-perhaps, it is a photo faded by the fleeting time; It is a lonely sky that even birds can't fly; Or maybe ... I daydreamed about any possible answer, and in the roar of the waves, I lost my mind ... < P > But in the end, daydreaming still can't avoid the waves-intermittent roar. Looking for traces, messy thoughts. Just for a moment. I am at a loss, and I am still here. Staring at the sea, staring at the ship with almost blurred outline in the field of vision, was recalled in an instant.

even so, I let the memories surge in my mind. I just stare silently, silently. Listening, the waves in my ears stirred the swan song of the coast, telling the injury of someone; Feel, the gentle face of the wind beside me, and the tears that have provoked someone ... < P > Sure enough, the memories and tears are evoked, and they are wantonly scattered.

cry! I told myself. Cry! Undaunted, unreserved ... even if it's just a struggle; Even if it is only in vain; Even if it's not strong ...

Let's let those sorrows that are traced back every time be dumped and thrown together with the tears that burst the bank like waves; Also let, every time tears flow, dilute the memory-its taste.

it's time to go. I think it's time to go.

originally, I was still expecting that the waves and winds of the sea would make me forget the pain of memories for the time being. Unexpectedly, before the slim expectation, like a bubble broken by the waves, it can't be dispersed, and it is sad in my heart.

The sea of vision has suddenly become a fleeting fear ...

It's time to go. Really, it's time to go

turn around subconsciously and leave. Singing and the departure of the sea. When I was a child, I looked back reluctantly and took a last look at the sea. Unexpectedly, I found that the' ship' I just stared at is still there! Still in view, showing a clear outline.

it's near. Near-now ...

It turns out that memories are the same!

I smiled and wiped my tears-in this life, I will never see the sea again ...

Postscript: This article is considered as "a man of letters". Much like me, it's hard to read. But between the lines, it reveals the essence of the article-the prototype of memory.

the sea is not a memory. It is the carrier of my interpretation of memories. Whether I can read or not depends only on whether I read it with my heart. People who understand, I think, will have a similar experience to me more or less; On the contrary, I can't read the implied emotion because I haven't experienced everything I have experienced.

however, if you don't understand, isn't it also a realm? In this way, it is enough. On Sunday, my father drove my grandfather and me to the sea to play. Our car ran fast on the wide road and soon reached the sea.

I saw the blue waves rolling in the sea, golden beaches, and seagulls flying freely on the sea. I want to go swimming in the water. Grandpa said, "Let's not go swimming today when the water is cold.". Grandpa and I saw a small crab on the beach and seriously grabbed it. I dare not go deep, so I have to catch it in shallow water. The little crab is very funny, and its body is round and long. I moved the stone and the little crab ran under another stone in a panic. I caught it, and it also clamped me with big pliers. I looked fierce, but I was not afraid at all, but I arrested it.

The tide is coming in, so Grandpa and I can only learn from Dad to fish. We put the bait with a line and caught the bait with a hook. When we put it in the water, several small fish swam over immediately. I found a big fish but didn't catch it. Instead, I took all my hooks, baits and fishing lines, which made me angry.

The high tide is rising really fast, and soon all our fishing and crab catching places are flooded. We are going home, too. I really enjoyed myself today. About watching the sea composition 4

Listen, the wind is dancing gently, making a rushing sound; Look, a blue blanket on the earth, how beautiful; Smell, thick salty smell, injected into the heart. What is this? It is the sea, where rivers meet and the starting point of the horizon.

in the early morning, the clouds are curling on the sea, and I walk lightly to the seaside. Waves of sea breeze blow to me, which makes me feel comfortable.

The beach with golden sand grains has been leveled by the tide overnight, but it is deeply embedded with my footprints. I think this is my close contact with the beach.

Piles of small conchs are attached to rocks of different shapes. They are firm and unyielding, and they will never waver no matter how the waves beat, and they will always stay in their posts.

the water clattered and the tide began to rise. I stood on the edge of the beach and felt the power of the sea.

The sea water quickly overflowed my ankle, and I was shocked-there is a force of softness and rigidity in the sea water, which is enough to pull anything. The sea is really a born judo player.

the water comes quickly and goes quickly. In a short time, he returned to the sea safely. When it goes back, it doesn't forget to bring back some gifts for its family!

The surging waves beat against the ancient fishing boats on the sea, and a piece of white hovered in the sky, which was a seagull, a symbol of the ocean and a symbol of purity. At this moment, the sun slowly sets and disappears on the other side of the ocean and the horizon. There are all kinds of flaming clouds in the sky, which are gorgeous and moving.

Night gradually weaves into the sky, and a bright full moon hangs in the air. The moon is reflected in the sea, and the sea is sparkling, as if the moon is wrinkled, and it seems that the moon has grown crow's feet. Funny, and there is no lack of beauty.

It's late at night, and everything is silent, except the sea. This sentimental girl is still crying silently.

Let's watch the sea together. I'll meet you in this picturesque paradise. Writing about watching the sea 5

When the rooster just sang loudly. Mom pulled me out of the quilt. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and asked strangely, "Mom, why did you call me so early? I'm so sleepy!" " My mother told me mysteriously, "Get up quickly, and you will know soon." Curious, my mother and I went out.

my mother drives me on a motorcycle. Along the way, the birds sang in a euphemistic voice, the flowers bloomed with smiling faces, and even the grass waved its hands to say hello to me. Ten minutes later, I found that we arrived at the seaside. I asked my mother excitedly, "Wow, mom, is this where you want to come with me?" It's beautiful. This is my first time to see the sea! " My mother touched my head and said, "Yes, my mother knows that you like the sea very much, so she took you to see it." I hugged my mother happily.

slowly, the sea rose. We walked towards the seaside. A flower of spray composition blooms with a smiling face on its feet. The sea overflowed my calf, and it was cold. There are many shells on the beach. They are so delicate and beautiful that I can't help admiring the magical power of nature. My mother told me that there is a conch girl living in it. Take good care of them. I nodded and promised my mother.

after a while, the sea warmed up. I feel very comfortable with my legs in the water. The sea beat against the rocks on the shore and made a "scratching" sound. On the endless sea, several seagulls are flying freely. A red sun hangs in the sky, giving off gorgeous light. What a beautiful seascape!

I think the sea is so beautiful that we need to protect the environment so as not to pollute it. We should cherish all beautiful things. This is the first time I saw the sea and realized it. What an unforgettable experience of watching the sea! Writing about Seeing the Sea 6

When I was very young, I longed for the sea very much and always wanted to feel its vastness and passion. So just after the summer vacation, I went straight to Dalian with my grandfather, grandmother and eldest brother. Westbound along Binhai Road and across Malan River Estuary, we came to Xinghai Park, one of the top ten scenic spots in Dalian, where I finally got my wish and saw the long-awaited sea. This is my first time to see the sea. How excited my heart is! When the boundless sea is truly displayed in front of my eyes, the surging waves are rolling, constantly flapping the rocks on the shore and splashing layers of white waves. How spectacular it is! Looking into the distance, the sea is undulating and undulating, reaching to the sky, connecting with the light gray sky and disappearing at the far end.

I stood by the sea, letting the sea breeze lift my hair, and my heart rolled with the waves. Facing the vastness and breadth of the sea, my heart has become bright and bright. The waves are undulating, and I really want to throw myself into the embrace of the sea and feel its temperament. Facing the sea, I once again surrendered to the passion of the sea! At noon, the sun is shining, the sky is blue, the water is blue, as if everything is blue. The blue sky, white clouds and the sea are so poetic.

Walking on the soft beach, I painted my first sight of the sea with my bare feet. My brother and I rented two swimming rings, found a deserted place to change clothes, walked over a reef, and with the call of the waves, put our feet into the shallow sea. The sea was very cool and comfortable. I walked forward gently, and at first I was a little scared and gradually adapted. The water is getting colder and colder, and I feel better and better. I am fully integrated into the embrace of the sea. With the ups and downs of the waves, it seems that my heart is jumping happily with the waves. Just as I was playing in a good mood, I suddenly felt something wrapped around my feet. I touched it with my hand, and it turned out to be kelp. I bent down to catch kelp. Suddenly, a big wave swept over me and knocked me over, making me drink a few mouthfuls of seawater. Seeing my mess, my brother laughed my head off! My brother and I enjoyed playing in the sea, picking up all kinds of shells, and lying on the golden beach sunbathing when we were tired of playing. We were so happy! Writing about watching the sea 7

During the summer vacation, my father said that he would take me to Huizhou to see the sea. I am extremely happy, because I have never seen the sea. I am excited at the thought of the blue sea and the golden beach.

on Saturday afternoon, we set out. I was dazzled by the lush trees and endless traffic along the way. The car soon reached its destination-the beach of the sea.

"Ah, how spectacular!" I was stunned by the magnificent sight. The boundless blue sea appeared before my eyes. The magnificent sea rolled with white waves, which rushed at me like a mighty army, scaring me to retreat quickly. The snow-white waves hit the rocks, like pearls splashing around. "This is so beautiful!" I can't help crying. Several sailboats and white clouds in the blue sky at the junction of the sea and the sky add a bit of movement and vitality to this magnificent scenery.

We quickly took off our shoes and played, chased and picked up shells at the seaside. The colorful shells really dazzled me. There is pure white, like a small spoon; There is a crimson one, like a cute little trumpet; Some have zebra stripes, like a conch; Some are colorful, like a small flute; Some are dark green, like a small sword ... I quickly picked up these beautiful shells and put them in my pocket until I couldn't carry them.

after a while, my father took me swimming in the sea again, and I was extremely happy. I rushed to the beach in a hurry, and a row of waves came. Before I could escape, I became a "drowned rat". "Hey, why is the sea salty?" I'm curious, dad. Dad said, "That's because there are many minerals buried on the seabed. When the salt accumulates, the seawater naturally becomes salty. The salt we usually eat is dried from the sea, understand? " "Oh." After listening to my father's words, I suddenly realized. Dad added: "Because there are many minerals in the sea, bathing in the sea can not only beautify the face, but also promote health." We continued to swim, and waves of laughter echoed in the air. Looking at this boundless sea, I feel a kind of emotion and excitement. Nature is so great!

as dusk came, we reluctantly left the sea. I look forward to coming to the seaside next time and enjoying this magical nature again. Writing about Watching the Sea 8

Today, I saw the sea. The sky there is more beautiful than anywhere else, and the air is so fresh. The waves hit the cliff and the sea breeze blew.