Holiday story composition 45 words

(1) It's nice to have a holiday. Choose 45 words and write a narrative.

I moved a chair, sat on the balcony and counted the days of school. Looking at these few fingers, I remembered this summer vacation.

I thought this holiday would definitely be. I'm as bored as a withered leaf. Sometimes, I can't even find a little thing to do. So, going to the library has become the only colorful note in my gray life.

I like books. I like reading books. I like reading books at sunset.

In this season of rich books, I dream of talking about poetry with Li Bai Du Fu and talking about ci arts with Li Qingzhao. I went to the Western Heaven with Tang Priest and his disciples, spent

tea with Lin Daiyu, went up the mountain to fight tigers with Wu Song, and talked about state affairs with Liu Bei ...

Books gave me an enterprising mind and a just and kind heart.

Reading is the happiest thing in my life. I like Lu Xun's sharp writing style and Grandma Bing Xin's love for nature. I prefer Mr. Lao She's vivid portrayal of characters.

I have learned a lot in reading, and I understand a lot of principles of being a man and doing things. It can be said that books are my

best and best teacher, while reading is a more relaxed and enjoyable thing than studying.

Reading is really good.

We learn knowledge from books, purify our souls and elevate our thoughts. Reading, Let us know

a lot of extracurricular knowledge, which enriches our connotation. I think Gorky's famous saying just explains this

cut: books are the ladder of human progress! Students, let's read together and enjoy our artistic life in the book.

It's good to read!

(2) Interesting composition of May Day holiday 45 words

Today is May Day, my grandparents and I went to the old man's house in the countryside to play.

the air in the country is so fresh! Edition walks on the ridge, and our soles are stained with a lot of mud. I estimate that it may have rained lightly here last night. The sun shone on us, so warm that we all sweated. It's almost time for the old man's house, and we walked up a section of the river. In the clear river, a group of ducks swam around on the water, very happy. The grass on the river bank is green and green, and it is full of vitality under the sunshine. At the east end of the village, several hens led a trip to the chicks, and while foraging, they kept cooing, as if to say, "Welcome to visit here!" " There are three big red brick tile houses in the old man's house. There is a big peach tree in front of the door, and the pink peach bloom is full of branches, which is very beautiful. There are several pear trees in the east of the house, and the snow-white pears are sprinkled on the ground, as if it had snowed. To the west of the house is a piece of Yang Shulin. Several sparrows are chirping in the trees, as if discussing some interesting issues. Suddenly, a big black dog barked at me, which scared me. "Big black! Come back soon! " Old man, come out quickly and stop this rude guy. Fortunately, it didn't take long for me and "Big Black" to become friends.

I had a very happy holiday in the country. I think I will come here again next school holiday.

(3) Holiday Fun 45-word composition

Holiday Fun

During the long summer vacation, there is infinite happiness. Now, let me tell you an interesting story about the summer vacation. Back to

one day, I stayed at home and felt bored. Suddenly, I had a brainwave and thought of a good idea. Is to play the game of sticking your nose with your sister. I told my sister my idea, and my sister readily agreed.

I first drew a clown doll with no nose on the blackboard. My sister found a magnet instead of a nose. I started sticking my nose. My sister covered my eyes with a cloth first. I slowly walked to the blackboard, touched it left and right, and found a place to set my nose. At this time, my sister laughed. I pulled off the cloth and saw that the clown doll not only had no nose, but also had a mole on her mouth. My sister proudly said, "Look at me." I saw my sister quickly go to the blackboard and find a place to set her nose. I couldn't help laughing when I saw it. Sister quickly took off the cloth and laughed, too. It turned out that the clown Eva not only failed to install her nose, but became Cyclops. The clown baby seems to be particularly angry.

At this moment, Dad heard the laughter, came over and asked, "What's so funny? Tell me about it. " My sister and I blinked, walked up to my father, blindfolded my father and stuffed my nose into his hand. Dad understood what we meant, slowly approached the blackboard, found the right position and put his nose down. "The clown baby has a nose!" We cheered.

(4) National Day holiday composition 45 words

The interesting things that happen every day are like colorful dreams, like exquisite pearls, which make people miss and yearn for.

Sunday is a godsend for me, a lazy cat who loves to sleep. Huan Deng, it's nine o'clock. Why don't you get up? Mom's horn is working again. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and said, "Today is Sunday. Why did you wake me up?" Dad leaned in: "Do you want to kill a plate? "As soon as I heard it, a carp jumped up:" Come on, I'm not afraid of you! "

let's set the chessboard. Dad's "cannon" was the first to take the lead and entered my site, and then stood behind the "soldier". I fought with a heavy burden, and the soldiers would block it. After a while, my father became anxious and saw him patting his thigh. "Oh, why am I so bold today?" I am so angry! " Thinking, my father opened another "cannon" to the position of "elephant", fired a shell, and beat my "elephant" in a panic and escaped from the battlefield. How could I be so careless? Seeing that my "car" is going to die, I thought to myself, "Poor" car ",you are really unlucky! I'm going to see the king of hell before I make a meritorious military service. Oh, I'm sorry for you. I'll avenge you! "

hurry up! Dad proudly urged me, hey, don't be too happy, let's ride a donkey and read the script-we'll see! I ordered "General" to move one step forward. "Haha, you will lose!" I shouted loudly, and my father looked at the array on the chessboard, like a deflated ball, lying limply on the table. I immediately cheered up my father: "Hey, fat balloon, don't be discouraged. Winning or losing is a common occurrence in military affairs. Don't think that losing to a young girl is disgraceful!" " After listening, my father immediately straightened up and stared at the goldfish eyes, resolutely saying, "See how I tidy up you!" " Then they attacked me one after another, and I was not to be outdone. Due to the numerous deaths and injuries of my father's generals, the rest were all old, weak and beaten soldiers, and finally I was cornered because I was outnumbered-"I won!" I won! I am so excited that I can't wait to tell the world the news!

Masters, do you want to eat a car or a chicken? Mom said angrily with her hands akimbo. I was immersed in the excitement of victory, and the delicious chicken on the table lost its charm at this time.

my day is colorful, and you?

(5) 45 words of composition "Vacation" Today, I read a cartoon ...

I hope it can help you and hope to adopt it.

Vacation

"Time is like water, and life is like a song." In a blink of an eye, we sent away another tense semester and ushered in another summer vacation.

"Today is the holiday." As soon as the teacher's voice fell, the students cheered: "Holiday! It's a holiday. "No one heard what the teacher said clearly. Everyone got rid of the shackles of books like flying birds. They swarmed out and rushed to the way home.

When I left the classroom, I took a deep breath. I felt like a monochromatic hydrogen balloon. On school days, the teacher held me tightly. On holiday, the teacher relaxed the thread in his hand. Let me fly to my dream place.

It feels good to have a holiday. I don't open my sleepy eyes until after ten o'clock in the morning. I don't have to worry about my parents' urging. I savor the local snacks in Wuhan. The cool breeze from the air conditioner reminds me of my classmates. They must be enjoying the coolness brought by the air conditioner at home like me.

It feels good to have a holiday.

Second, the chapter of pain

Good days always seem so short. For me who will be a graduate next year, such good days are even shorter.

In order to make me in the last year, My grades can advance by leaps and bounds. My mother has set a goal for me: seize every day of the holiday. < P > My good life has come to an end quickly. The daily study tasks are actually more full than when I was at school. What a nuisance! Like this, I can't enjoy my summer vacation.

Living here

I miss my school days. At ordinary times, at school, I just have more restrictions, more class fatigue and more homework ... But if I feel it carefully, I can find that the friendship between my classmates is actually pure and clean, and my study life is not only regular, but also my intense study and life is actually very fulfilling. I can't see the cheerful figure of my classmates, only my mother's endless nagging, only my father's face is serious. I only have helplessness and endless troubles.

III. Anger Chapter

During the summer vacation, my classmates are like an unrestrained bird, without the heavy burden of study and the nagging of my mother, flying freely in their own space. Let the glittering and translucent water drops jump around, go to the picturesque East Lake, experience the unique style of the group shirts soaked by the lake, walk into the busy supermarket, taste the coolness brought by the air conditioner, sit at the computer desk, and let the computer keyboard play a wonderful movement of "scratching" between your fingers. What about me? Not only was I assigned a suffocating study task, but I also lost my parents' original position.

Looking back on my school days, my mother would get up early every morning and bring me a nutritious breakfast specially designed for me. But now I'm fine. My stomach is growling, and my mother pushes my father, and my father

pushes my mother. Finally, I agreed that I was unreasonable and stayed at home on holiday, but I didn't let my parents sleep in. Have a good rest. It's so inconsiderate of my parents' hard work. In the end, I had to go to school with an empty stomach, and breakfast was saved.

In the afternoon, I was doing exercises. My father shouted outside, "Daughter, pour us a glass of water." I didn't have to worry about affecting my study while I was at home on holiday. My father invited a group of colleagues to the "Great Wall". Great, < Busy,

has become a waiter.

. Everyone looks forward to winter in summer and summer in winter. As soon as school starts, I look forward to having a holiday, but once I have a holiday, I want to go to school again. This awareness is particularly strong this summer vacation.

[6] What happened during the three-day holiday is more than 45 words.

Put down the books, put away the schoolbags and have a holiday. At that time, I was relieved. But in a blink of an eye, a month passed, and I sat in this bright classroom again and saw lovely classmates. Suddenly, an idea that I had never had before rushed into my mind and came to my mind: "It's good to go to school!"

I remember that in the past, I would look forward to it day by day for more than a month before the holiday, only hoping to leave this boring classroom and bid farewell to this cold wooden desk as soon as possible. Yes, the temptation to have a holiday is too great, because every time I have a holiday, I can stay up an hour later, get up an hour later, play an extra hour, study an hour less, read more novels and do less math problems ... This is the explanation of the holiday in my mind all the time. At that time, the holiday could be equated with absolute happiness, but now, the "attraction" of the holiday seems to be getting smaller and smaller.

gradually, it's not the school that I feel bored, but the holiday days. Because during the holiday, most of my life is the same. Either watching TV or surfing the Internet, or holding a novel for a day, is very empty. On the contrary, campus life is full and colorful-there are so many classmates and teachers to spend with me every day, and there are endless new things, either sadness or joy, at least unique every day, and new hopes every day! I think from the desire for holidays to the love for campus, it may also be the embodiment of my growth. Because I gradually yearned for living alone, I learned how to better integrate into a group and how to get along with others, which is also a manifestation of the increasing weight of various guns in my heart.

I think, growth may be in this transition, perhaps in this random word, between lines ...

⑺ An unusual holiday composition of 45 words

I want to sing a song in my holiday life, which is sweet and sweet; My holiday is like an urchin, and every day is so full and happy; I think of a lollipop in my holiday, and I get it sweet every day. My holiday life is like a seasoning box, with spicy, sour, sweet and bitter flavors mixed in. It's really colorful.

Spicy

Today, I opened my sleepy eyes, stretched myself, and went to wash. After washing, I went to have breakfast. After breakfast, I started to work. First, I cleaned the glass, then swept the floor and mopped the floor. Finally, I cleaned the tables, chairs and cabinets. It took me a whole hour to finish, and I was so tired that I was sweating.

Acid

Just after I finished my work, I heard the "bad news", and my mother asked me to go to grandpa's house to help grandpa and grandma clean up. When I arrived at my grandfather's house, I helped him to provide the ancestors, put the offerings, set the chairs, swept the floor, and dragged the floor. I was already "collapsed", so tired that my hands and feet were numb and I had no strength.

Sweet

It's finally noon. My father, mother and sister all came to my grandfather's house for dinner, and gave me the lucky money, which was praised by my father, mother, grandfather and grandmother. My heart was full of joy. At noon, when we had dinner, we talked about homeliness together. Grandpa and grandma gave me all the delicious food, and I was very happy.

Bitter

Going home at night, looking at the homework that hasn't been moved, I feel so sad! But I have to write when I face the start of school!

I had a happy and wonderful holiday.