Fengling excellent composition

In daily study, work and life, everyone will always come into contact with writing, which can vent their emotions and adjust their mood. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my excellent composition of wind chimes. Welcome to read the collection.

Excellent composition of wind chimes 1 Probably in junior high school, I had a string of light purple glass wind chimes.

It was dropped by the girl at the same table, saying that two of them were broken.

I happily hung it in front of the window, and the sun shone in, as if an elf were smiling. The wind is blowing and singing a little song.

During that time, my parents quarreled badly. One night, I woke up from a dream. They threw things in the brightly lit hall. No one noticed that I had rushed out of the house, running at night, crying for grandpa. I am a child who is afraid of the dark. On that terrible night, I kept running and it was very cold.

In such a strong wind, the little wind chimes tinkled a little girl's name. Flowers are intertwined. Until my voice is hoarse.

One day in college, someone gave me a wind chime. Made of wood and steel pipe, as long as you shake it gently, it will always ring to your heart and gently stir up waves.

Laughing, hanging on the bed, dialing before going to bed, the breeze rippling in front of my eyes.

Later, he asked me:

-Did the wind chime ring?

-put it away, the people in the dormitory are too noisy.

Never mind, I'll die if I live alone in the future.

The voice is very nice.

Wait until one day, when I was finally alone, only to find that walking around, the box of wind chimes had long since disappeared.

I thought about it for a long time, but I can't remember when I lost it.

Now, there is a string of wind chimes hanging in front of my window.

That's a string of shells I brought back from the seaside.

When the wind comes, the shell will only sing silently, with a low and gentle voice.

They must have sealed a lot of beautiful things in the sea. But they won't say it, even in the arms of the wind.

-Why don't you hang a crisp wind chime from now on?

-for, for the string of bells that are lost forever and have a nice voice.

Riding through a residential building, I overheard the voice of "Tintin", which was fascinating. Looking up, it was a string of pure white wind chimes.

When I was in kindergarten, my friend gave me a string of golden wind chimes with golden stars and the moon hanging on them. The sound of this string of wind chimes is different from that of most metal wind chimes, and it sounds "tinkling". Later, a star fell, bells and pendants were all tangled together, and finally they had to be thrown into the trash can.

There is also a string of glass wind chimes, which my friends and I bought from the glassware store. The blue background is worn on a brown rope, and there is a picture hanging on the rope, which always rings "Tintin". Then I was stuffed into the cupboard and locked in a dusty corner. When I saw it again, it was beyond recognition. That string of wind chimes has been in the corner.

I haven't hung the wind chimes since, but when I see all the bells, I will inevitably miss them, such as the small bells on the bracelet, the hand-cranked bells that the teacher carries with him, and the wind chimes that can be seen everywhere in the small streets. Later, I couldn't help but buy a string of printed wind chimes for my friend, because everyone called her "Ling". There are several cherry blossoms printed on the wind chimes with a thin glass tube in the middle. After getting the wind chimes, my friend was ecstatic and turned around with the wind chimes. I smiled at her and thought, I am as happy as when I got the wind chime.

Suddenly woke up, the wind chimes were still ringing. I rode away quickly, thinking: there are still many things to do, to find out the old wind chimes, clean them up and put them away; Contact with former friends and chat; Remember to buy a new wind chime and hang it.

Maybe one day, those blocked memories will suddenly come to your side and fill your heart, and so will those who miss them.

Wind chimes excellent composition 3 Every gentle collision will make a pleasant sound, and every sound can give people spiritual comfort. The sky is usually dreamy blue, which is yours. The color and fragrance of jasmine are your taste.

At noon in hot October, cicadas are boring to repeat monotonous chirping, and sweat is rolling on their foreheads. In the empty room, I wandered alone, looking at the dazzling scores on the test paper, and I was unconsciously confused.

"Jingle bells ..." The small wind chimes on the window lattice swayed with the accompaniment of the wind. The sound is so crisp and beautiful, like a long piano piece, like a butterfly, dancing into my heart. In the late summer afternoon, I lay quietly in the corridor. In the ethereal sound, I watched a few fish dressed in dark green flexibly swinging their tails in the water, shuttling back and forth between the water plants, intertwined with them, leaving a dark green "figure" as if intoxicated. Unconsciously, people's thoughts drifted thousands of miles away.

In my hometown, the girl with two braids on her head, with a clear voice like a wind chime, chased a Mercedes-Benz car, ran across the field and climbed a low slope, with her hair swaying in the wind like a wind chime, far, far away until she couldn't see clearly.

It's windy, "Jingle ……", and the wind chimes dance with the wind. Behind them are strings of blue full of fantasy, and a touch of shallow jasmine lingers on the tip of the nose, which makes us feel the beauty and tranquility of the world, makes people forget their troubles, makes people seem to hear blessings, and reminds us of distant hometown and relatives. ...

Wind chimes excellent composition 4 "Ding-Ding" Wind chimes danced in front of the window, singing crisp and melodious songs.

This is a birthday present from my parents. It is made of shells strung together. Whenever the breeze blows, it shakes its beautiful body. Whenever I see that string of wind chimes, I think of my mother when I was a child. But now my parents are too busy at work to meet each other for a week, and sometimes they can't even come back for half a month. Now they are on a business trip again, and with this sweet bell, I am immersed in memories. ...

When I was a child, I always had a lot of questions to ask my parents, which were "100,000 whys". My parents never bother and always answer every question patiently and carefully.

In spring, everything comes back to life. My parents took me on an outing, flying kites and running on the green grass.

In summer, the weather is very hot. I am too weak to blow the air conditioner and fan. There are many mosquitoes, so my parents will fan me with a fan to repel mosquitoes.

In autumn, the earth harvests. My parents took me out for an autumn outing, enjoying wild chrysanthemums and maple trees, and shuttled through the golden wheat waves.

In winter, it is wrapped in silver. In cold weather, my parents dressed me in thick clothes, made a snowman in front of the door and had a snowball fight. ...

However, as I get older, my parents seem to have no time to accompany me, and my work is getting busier and busier. The excitement of the past has passed, how I long for time to freeze in laughter.

Time is like a blink of an eye, and the companionship of childhood is eternal warmth. I am also growing up slowly, and I can also feel the hardships and hardships of my parents. I slowly learned to understand them. ...

Tintin's sweet wind chimes brought me back to reality. I picked up my cell phone and dialed my parents' phone. ...

"Ding Rinrin-Ding Rinrin-"Wind chimes danced at the window again, singing crisp and sweet songs. ...