Excellent composition that warms people's hearts

In daily study, work or life, many people have experienced writing, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). So, how to write a composition? The following is my excellent composition, I hope it will help everyone.

The subtext of your words, like a tree-lined, covers the scorching earth; The subtext of your words, such as nature, reverberates on the bumpy road of growth; The subtext of your words, like a clear spring, poured on a dry heart, let me pack my bags again and move on. I will never forget your subtext.

It's still cold in early spring, but I only stand on the runway in my thin clothes, waiting for the whistle to start the painful three-lap journey. Soon it was our turn to start, and the whistle echoed on the playground with music. I took a step and followed closely behind the team. The first lap was relatively easy, and the bullet passed. But after that, there were the second lap and the third lap, and the road to the finish line did not decrease much. Gradually, I began to be distanced by the big team. I fell behind and walked slowly. The second lap finally passed. At the beginning, the PE teacher stood there with her hands akimbo, yelling loudly, but I had to bite the bullet and stick to it. Soon, my legs began to feel weak, my head began to faint, and the world in front of me began to blur.

Suddenly you caught up with me from behind, but instead of sprinting the last 200 meters, you walked with me. Finally, I stopped, accompanied by heavy breathing, bean-sized sweat began to emerge from the whole body. You patted me on the shoulder and gasped, "I survived another torture." "Yes, I don't know when it will end." "In any case, we persisted. At this time, just smile. " You said with a smile.

Sweat is still flowing, but I suddenly understand the subtext of your sentence, "the blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." Although there are many difficulties in front of you, success comes only after hard work, so just smile and face the difficulties in front of you.

Because of your subtext that moved me, I will regain my mood, strive to move forward again, and strive to overcome difficulties and forge ahead with the spirit of never giving up.

Motherly love is great, and hearts are linked together.

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Near the exam, the students all wrote their own words on post-it notes and posted them on the lower right corner of the desk. But I really don't know which sentence can inspire me the most, so I just wrote a few rude words.

Sitting in the monitor's seat that day, what caught my eye was the sentence on his desk, which made me stare blankly at it for a long time-when you are staring blankly, don't forget that mom is making money for you! Perhaps this is just a simple and vulgar sentence, but he touched many of us.

He is playing, talking, sleeping, in a daze and making trouble in class. His mother doesn't know, but what he thinks is that the child is studying hard and he should work hard to make money. What she thinks about is how promising her children are. But while we were playing, she was working hard for us.

Time flies. 13 years have passed. We have also grown a lot: sensible and beautiful. But we have forgotten a person-she has not grown up or become beautiful, but is much older. There are a few white hairs in his black hair, and his face shows the ruthlessness of the years-wrinkles. She is our mother.

After many years, she still accompanied us through everything and worked hard for us. Warm our hearts with love.

She let us experience love, experience love. Let's be broad, broad, gentle and passionate because of love. She gave us a dignified and noble life.

The love he gave us is a kind of harmony with nature, an understanding, a thoughtfulness and a depth. With the tolerance of love, I injected my heart into the world and lost my blood.

On the highway, our family stopped at a service station.

Just a day out, I had a good time outside and visited beautiful mountains and rivers. I felt very comfortable. I don't want to go back, but the weekend is only two days, and I have to go back and do my homework. I don't want to go back at the thought of seemingly mountain-high homework and boring school life.

At the service station, dad went to refuel the car. I got out of the car, took the kettle, put my other hand in my pocket, and wandered around aimlessly like a dead leaf blown by the wind.

Wandering around, I accidentally fell down. "It never rains but it pours." I thought, just about to get up, suddenly I saw a small black spot from the corner of my eye, and when I looked intently, it was an ant. It is small and dark. At the moment, its tentacles trembled slightly, and its six thin legs crawled quickly to form an ant chain. My heart moved, and I bent down curiously and followed.

Ants are hunting for moths thousands of times bigger than them. The moth's head is down, its thick fluffy legs are waving like maces, and its injured wings are trembling. Suddenly, an ant climbed into the soft belly of a moth, and while avoiding the six legs like a giant stick, he took a hard bite. The moth felt pain, struggled harder and danced on six legs, but her strength became weaker and weaker. Ants rushed in with the tide, and I wanted to help moths. My heart moved, picked up the kettle and poured it on the ant army. Immediately, the ant army was washed away by the water, and several ants became water ghosts. I don't know if it was stimulated by the sacrifice of my peers. The whole group of ants jumped on the moth's body angrily and wrapped it. In a violent swing, the black ball stopped moving.

My heart suddenly trembled, and I was moved by the heroic behavior of the ants. In the face of enemies stronger than themselves, ants did not flinch. They struggled with one difficulty after another. After experiencing great setbacks, they tried harder to challenge the difficulties and finally tasted the fruits of victory. But I'm worried about my homework. Is it too fragile? How could I be afraid of this?

Dad's car was filled with gas, so I was relieved.

Some hearts may last a lifetime, but I believe that most of them have not gone through life. ...

The first time I saw him, I thought, "He looks good." Looking at his face, I lost my mind for a moment. When I learned that we were classmates, my heart flashed with joy, but then I calmed down. Unfortunately, he sat behind me. In this way, we began to play, get familiar with each other, get bolder and get along more and more harmoniously. We talked and laughed. Everyone in the class thought we liked each other, two of a kind. Among us, there seems to be a very thin screen window, so thin that it will break with a gentle poke, but none of us have poked it, and we have protected it so carefully.

Although we didn't break the screen window, we are recognized lovers. There is no denying that I was not unhappy when I heard those words. On the contrary, I was happy with a hint of snickering, and he didn't clarify or deny it.

However, in a transfer, he and I became deskmates, and our distance was closer ... In the laughter of classmates, he sat next to me. At that moment, I was moved, yes, I couldn't help it. I thought our relationship would be better and closer than before, but the fact tells me that it was just a dream.

After that, our words became less and less, and gradually, we stopped talking. During that time, I was lost, yes, just lost. I don't like him as much as I thought. I'm touched, but it's just his skin. ...

In the later days, I gradually let go, and everything seemed to me to be just a dream. When I woke up, everything disappeared. ...

Some things will never be forgotten, some people will cherish it for a lifetime, and some words will be exciting for a lifetime!

Every time I walk in the street, I look at the shops, big and small, crowded with people, and look at the children who are held tightly by their parents or in their arms. There is always a trace of regret and acid in my heart.

I was never treated like this when I was a child. When I am tired of walking and need a hug from my mother, all I say is: "If you have legs, you should walk by yourself. Otherwise, why do you need them? " Something like that. Once, twice, three times, gradually I no longer have such an idea, tired and rest for a while before insisting. Therefore, now I never ask my parents what to buy and eat, and even dare not go home when I am injured, for fear that my mother will be angry. Until one day, I had a new understanding of it!

It's still raining hard, and cars and pedestrians on the road are stuck together. Everyone wants to push forward regardless of the safety of the people around them. So when I was riding my bike carefully, the rearview mirror of a car scraped my arm and the whole person fell forward to the ground. My elbow is broken, my knee is broken, and my car is broken. The pain flooded in, but I didn't feel it. All I can think about is my mother's anger at home. When I dragged my broken car home in the heavy rain, I had no choice but to find a shelter and sit down, propping up my head and looking helplessly at the sky. Mom will come to me, it's not my fault, but I don't want to go home, I'm afraid!

Finally, my mother found me and we both went home without saying a word. She asked me with a cold face, but I was scolded by my mother for answering truthfully. While giving me medicine, she roared, "Are you a fool or a madman if you don't go home after being injured?" Will it be better to stay outside for one night? " What should I do if the wound is festering and scarred? A girl doesn't make people worry all day! "From time to time, she still pressed heavily on the wound, but her mouth said," That's how the blood dispersed! "I cried out in pain, tears welled up in my eyes, but my heart was extremely happy.

"If you are injured, you must go home!" This is really an exciting subtext.

Life is the night sky, and the moment when the meteor passes is really wonderful. Life is a trickle, and it is really wonderful at the moment when the stone is worn off; Life is an ocean, and it is really exciting at the moment when the flower of love blooms.

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A scene in the rain

It is raining, and the noisy station in the past has become silent, and everything is shrouded in a faint mist. A young mother just came back from kindergarten with her daughter by bike. The lovely daughter is sitting in the back seat with an umbrella in her hand, and her mother is pushing the car to exercise hard in the wind and rain. The hat on the raincoat was blown off by the wind, and my mother's beautiful long hair fluttered with the wind, as if telling something and singing something. The rain dripped down my mother's hair. ...

This moment is ordinary, but it is really wonderful.

Ward scene

Under the flickering light, two figures can be seen vaguely: an elderly and frail old mother sitting in front of the bed. Another handsome and strong young man sat beside him, holding steaming Chinese medicine in his hand, blowing and staring at his mother's vicissitudes with concerned eyes. At this time, the mother smiled and stroked her son's face with her hands as old as dead trees. Suddenly, a tear fell and hit the back of her hand, which was very warm. ...

This moment is short, but it is really wonderful.

Street moment

On the bustling street, people from all walks of life are busy running around, only an innocent little girl is walking leisurely on the road. Suddenly, a car flew by, and she was still playing with the bow on her chest leisurely, unconscious. The driver was in a hurry and panic. He kept hitting the brakes, but it didn't work. The car went straight for the girl. At this critical moment, an uncle flew by the roadside and knocked the girl away, but he himself ...

This moment is tragic and even more exciting.

Love blooms in life, simple and profound, short and wonderful, quietly touching your heartstrings. As long as you feel it with your heart, there will always be a feeling of warmth.

-endnotes

For me, whose grades in physical education class are bleak, going to physical education class is equivalent to destroying my body and mind.

It's over, physical education class.

I'm much calmer when I go to physical education class at ordinary times, but today I'm going to physical education class, and I have to take an exam to run! This is my weakness. What can I do? This is called everyday ineffectiveness. )

Standing on the playground, I am messy in the wind ... The sun in spring is tepid, but how do I feel it hurts my skin? The plastic grass under your feet was originally soft. Why does it feel a little pricked?

"Ok, we will take the exam today."

When I heard this sentence, I seemed to have been sentenced to death and was about to be executed. In my heart, it seems that there are countless small animals jumping up and down. At that time, my legs were weak and I didn't feel my own. My legs are soft and slightly shaky.

At that time, I didn't even know how I finished running.

In short, after running, I feel ... I feel like I'm going to heaven. Legs don't work, standing up is a problem. Lack of oxygen in the brain makes it difficult for me to breathe.

It's over. It's over. Half a life is gone.

I feel that my world is not in color, but like a black and white image. And I, like a walking corpse. ...

What a thrilling physical education class!

Excellent composition 8 "A thousand miles to send goose feathers, courtesy is light and affection is heavy."

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The night before my birthday.

"It's another birthday, a person's birthday." I lay in bed, crying crazily.

Birthday is coming soon

At dawn, I walked to the living room alone. The living room is empty, and no one (mom and dad go to work, brother and sister go to school) has the calendar of the previous day. After dinner, I sat in front of the computer and surfed the Internet as usual. As soon as I opened qq, a small window jumped out-a friend sent me a blessing. My heart suddenly "plops" and no one has ever sent me a blessing on my birthday (because my birthday is the day before the end of the semester). I opened the mail in a hurry. That's a greeting card. Although it's just a greeting card, it's not just a greeting card to me, but a proof of our friendship. My eyes began to wet, and tears as big as peas dripped on the back of my hand, so warm! I carefully put it in the folder so that it can be preserved forever.

Postscript: cherish birthday wishes; Cherish that pure friendship; Cherish the feeling of heartache.

Every quiet morning, every poetic evening, accompanied by crisp birds, the blood-like sunset keeps moving forward. In this quiet alley, sweet piano sounds came from time to time.

Melodious piano sounds seem to be retaining pedestrians. Whenever I go to the hutong of the opposite high-rise building, I can't help but stop and immerse myself in the romantic and ethereal piano sound ... The sound is so soft that it flows in my heart like a trickle.

The breath of spring is blown by the soft wind, and the drizzle covers the shallow grass, and the warbler is accompanied by the drizzle. The rain rippled quietly and the piano sounded. Fairy notes exulted, jumped, smiled and ran away.

Oh, that touching piano sound, like wind and clouds, ripples in spring and flows happily in people's hearts-Ding Dong Ding Dong. ...

Summer comes as scheduled. In this hot season, there is always a person who is struggling with the same enthusiasm and pursuing with the same persistence as summer. The sound of the piano coming from the swaying window of the lotus green curtain clearly shows us the strength, depth and significance of summer. The man played the warmest music in summer.

When the richness of summer has not faded, the bleakness of autumn has quietly arrived. At night, the breeze gently pushed open the small purple window and let the bright moonlight shed freely. Under the blue curtain, the string of glittering wind chimes sang melodious piano sounds.

In winter, the white snow is full of branches. At dusk, I walked alone in the alley against the biting cold wind, shivering with cold. Only the familiar piano sound, accompanied by the melodious piano sound on this snowy night.

However, I haven't listened to that piano since last summer. According to my mother, the hutong is about to be demolished, and everyone living in it has moved away. But I don't know who the piano player is yet ...

It's another silent night, and it seems that there is a thrilling piano sound in the distance-Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding-ding-dong-dong!

Excellent composition 10 In a blink of an eye, 20xx has arrived. With the development of science and technology, everything has changed, and our home has taken on a new look.

"Boo-hoo", our domestic solar spaceship started, and went straight from the earth to the International Space Station. After arriving at the destination, the scene in front of us makes every tourist feel that "this scene should only exist in the sky": high-rise buildings like Crystal Palace have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and large tracts of new green and various flowers have dressed up the space station as beautiful as a garden. ...

What's going on here? Walking in the street, we can walk like flying without taking a step. The original "photon transmission belt" has been paved on the road. This is an advanced photonic device, which can automatically identify and select the route, so that people can "walk" quickly without moving a step, and it can also select the nearest route and ensure that they do not "crash". The road is spotless, and all the rubbish is delicious for robots-they are all converted into energy by robots and stored. Rows of tall rainbow grass are planted on both sides of the road. This plant is implanted with a special color-changing gene, which can shine brightly in the dark night, like colorful neon lights.

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In the future family, light energy and solar energy will replace electric energy. The car horn disappeared and was changed into a sound wave detection system; The microwave oven disappeared and was replaced by a non-radiation automatic cooking machine; Even hundreds of high-rise buildings can't see the elevator, and a more advanced light-speed elevator has taken its place ... Many high-tech products abound, which makes me full of praise!

Look, how can I not be moved by such a future! You must be eager for it to come soon!

Sentence 1 1 Give up What you shouldn't give up is incompetence and what you shouldn't give up is ignorance. Deeply imprinted in my heart!

I used to think that giving up was escape and cowardice.

Now, I realize that I am a coward, too timid to let go of the past.

I see. It's not too late to let go. The book says that giving up is another kind of gain. Perhaps, letting go this time will be a brand-new beginning of my life.

In the face of the beauty I once had, I know that it was just owned, just like sand that can't be contained in a word, I simply lifted it. I also want to raise the sand in my hand, and giving up may be the beginning of another life and another harvest.

Just like Lu Xun, at first he thought that medicine could save the country. Later, he changed his life goal and embarked on a road of awakening the sleeping people with a trick as a weapon. It is precisely because of Lu Xun's timely giving up that his ideal was realized.

Maybe some people say: I gave up, I have nothing. Giving up nature is accompanied by some pain. Although we lost something, we also gained something.

For me, it hurts me to give up the so-called love, but it will be sunny after I am injured and cry until the sun rises. I gave up love, but I can concentrate on my studies. In other words, giving up this time may change my future destiny.

Giving up is incompetence, and not giving up is ignorance. Now is not the time to choose love. I should give up love and carry my schoolbag.

I understand that no matter what you do, you have to give up, because if you can't get it, you have to give up.

Mid-Autumn Festival is doomed to be unforgettable. On a happy day, at that moment, everyone will feel as warm and happy as home. . .

Every Mid-Autumn Festival, we receive moon cakes from relatives, friends and comrades. Although the size of these moon cakes is somewhat inconsistent, they represent that kind of deep feelings. This kind of feeling is inseparable, so we should cherish very precious feelings.

There is a very mysterious and touching legend about Mid-Autumn Festival. Have you heard the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon? This unique story makes many people admire, envy and worship, but it contains profound meaning. That is the pain of not wanting to be separated from each other. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, we students can always catch up. There are many interesting things to do on this day. For example, "Put on Kongming Lantern and Lotus Lantern" and so on, especially in the silent night, when you look at the bright moon, you will find a tree in the moon and an old woman sitting under it to have a rest. Sitting in the chair, I kept thinking back and forth. This is a dark sky, and only the bright moon still shines on the whole earth. He seems to be smiling at me and talking to me. Although, I don't understand what I'm talking about, I have kept his words in my heart. I held the moon cake in my hand and savored its sensuality. To tell the truth, hungry oh doesn't like lotus seed cakes very much, because I don't think there is anything special about him that I can swallow. Unlike the moon cakes in our hometown, they are too delicious to speak.

How time flies! It is already midnight, and the moon looks brighter and rounder. I think: On the occasion of this National Day, let this bright moon bring the blessings of our family to the motherland and wish the motherland prosperity.

I have a soft spot for computers since I was a child. I try my best to play computer and seize opportunities everywhere. One day, my father went to work, and there were only me and my mother at home. Suddenly, my mother's phone rang. I jumped three feet for joy, and my mother was going out. What a great opportunity! My mother said to me when she went out, "Have a good rest at home. My mother will be back at about 6 o'clock. " I said, "I see, come back soon!" " In fact, I shouted in my heart, "Come back later, 7 o'clock is the best! "

As soon as my mother went out, I rushed into the room and couldn't wait to turn on the computer. Ah! Footsteps are coming again. I got shot and came in. I immediately turned off the computer, jumped into bed and lay on the bed. Mom didn't care too much about me, so she went out again with her mobile phone. Scared me into a cold sweat. After this time, I have experience. I turned on the computer and had fun when I saw my mother go out with my own eyes.

In a blink of an eye, an afternoon passed and it was already 5: 45. I quickly turned off the computer and put everything away. Then I heard a burst of footsteps. As soon as I climbed into bed, the door opened and I was afraid to go out. My mother came in like a thief, touched it, turned to me and said, "What's the matter, did you play computer?" The machine is still hot! "I bowed my head and said nothing, and my soul was scared! It's over this time! Don't dare to play next time

I want to, but this time it's really exciting!

14, an excellent composition, another happy weekend. This weekend is a little different. Dear readers, have you guessed? Yes, today, I'm going to take part in a language contest, which makes me very excited. I think: I can finally show you this month's practice.

This morning, I was as busy as a bee, because I was going to watch the live broadcast of the game at ten o'clock in the morning. I recited ancient poems, exercised, and practiced again after breakfast. It was not until half past nine that we set out for the scene. I'm still practicing all the way, for fear of making a fool of myself on stage.

When I arrived at the scene, I put on my well-dressed clothes, then put on makeup and went to the scene to watch other people perform. At the end of my performance, the teacher told me to wait in the waiting room. At this time, my heart is pounding like a lively and lovely little white rabbit. It will arrive soon, and I am very nervous. However, remembering what my mother said, I gradually relaxed my hand holding the clothes.

Finally, it was my turn to perform, and I started my performance calmly. In the end, I got an excellent score of 95 points and finished my performance well.

This thrilling language competition made me understand: nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it.

I am full of harvest and go home contentedly.

Excellent composition 15 Last Friday, our school held an annual running competition. Everyone did well that time, among which Li Tianyou was the best. He is my best friend, and I am deeply impressed by his running movements.

First of all, my best friend Li Tianyou took the stage. He trotted all the way to his No.3 runway, only to see his right foot behind and his left foot in front, just like a tiger about to run to its prey. Then, it was Yang Xuehao who swaggered towards his runway. On the fourth runway, his right foot is in front and his left foot is behind, ready to start at any time. Followed by Chen Honglin, Chen and Zhao. The referee fired a shot and Li Tianyou flew out like an arrow. Yang Xuehao didn't lag behind, running behind Li Tianyou's ass, chasing very tightly, and other athletes also caught up. Li Tianyou put his hand back and forth and soon left the other athletes far behind. Finally, Li Tianyou surpassed others to win the first prize, while Yang Xuehao was so tired that he lay on the ground.

Today's running race is really wonderful!