Nuandong composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my collection of warm winter compositions for reference only, hoping to help you.

When I was a child, I always liked snowy days and crystal hexagonal snowflakes. Put your hand out of the window and watch the snow elf fall and slowly melt in your hand.

I remember one winter, the snow was like catkins and goose feathers, flying all over the sky and overwhelming.

Although it is not heavy snow, it has been snowing for a day or two, and the world has been wrapped in silver! The bare trees put on new white clothes and became more beautiful, standing quietly by the roadside. Footprints, large and small, are everywhere, like a bunch of flowers blooming in the snow. The road is also covered with snow, and the tracks of the wheels can be used to find out where the road is. Beautiful snowflakes decorate everything around, which is simply a paradise-like world!

Beautiful snow makes the world holy, but it poses a threat to the creatures in this world. A few sparrows are chirping on the fence outside the window. All the edible things are hidden, and these sparrows are still worried about eating!

On the roadside, a little girl in a cotton-padded jacket caught my attention. She is cleaning a piece of snow with her feet. Then, she scattered all the crumbs in the plastic bag on the ground and beckoned the sparrow to eat. I couldn't help laughing at her: "How dare you eat such a sparrow?" At this time, the little girl's mother came over to remind her: "Sparrows are very afraid of people. You have to avoid them so that little sparrows are willing to fly and eat. " Hearing this, the little girl quickly hid in the corner and stared at the food with curious eyes. After a while, a sparrow fell down carefully, found the crumbs and began to chirp. Sparrows flew down in droves and pecked at the food on the ground. The little girl smiled happily. A cold wind blew, and the sparrows flew away, leaving some footprints of plum blossoms, but I didn't feel cold. This scene brought some warmth instead.

This winter's unique dancing snow elves have beautiful the world and purified people's hearts! What a snowy winter, what a lovely winter.

How warm it was that winter!

I am an out-and-out rural child, living happily in this vast land in the countryside. Throughout the year, in our countryside, there are many stresses, especially various traditional festivals, which every household attaches great importance to and will not be ignored at all. Today is the winter solstice, a very important solar term and a traditional festival in China. On this day, our family will pay homage to our ancestors and eat for jiaozi. People who work outside will also go home for reunion at night.

As soon as school was over, my grandmother picked me up and hurried home. When I got home, I found that the whole family was already there. There are offerings and candles on the table. My grandmother told me to kneel and kowtow, and I muttered, "Madam, please bless my little darling, study hard and be healthy ..."

Then there is a big project: Bao jiaozi. Knead glutinous rice flour into stuffing ... The preparations are done, and everyone wraps jiaozi around the table. I also learned it from my grandmother's looks. I first knead a small ball of glutinous rice in the dumplings, knead it into a circle, then squash it, put a spoonful of sesame powder or bean paste or peanut butter in the middle, and then knead it into a circle, and the dumplings are ready. You and I, with the help of Qi Xin of the whole family, soon jiaozi was wrapped. Grandma took it to the kitchen, and with the help of mom and dad, jiaozi happily put it in the pot.

The fragrance was overflowing, and bowls of hot dumplings emerged from the pot, sprinkled with sugar ground with white sugar, sesame seeds and peanuts. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and my sense of smell became sensitive. I can't wait to pick up a chubby jiaozi and send it to my mouth. It was too hot, so I quickly put it back in the bowl, but I was too greedy and had to blow it over and over again. When it was a little cold, I couldn't help but put it to my mouth and bite it down. Sweet, slippery, soft and waxy, and does not stick to chopsticks.

People often say that winter is very cold. The cold wind blows like a blade, and my face hurts. Ice and snow numb our hands and feet, and our body temperature drops accordingly. But I think winter is warm.

Family makes winter warm. I called my mother that morning and accidentally said that I was a little cold. My mother only said that she would come back tonight to add clothes, and then she hung up.

I'm a little angry. Hey, why doesn't mom listen to me?

At noon, my phone rang, it was mom!

I followed her instructions and went downstairs. I was surprised when I approached the school gate. I saw my smiling mother standing at the door with a bag and waving to me. At this moment, things around me gradually become blurred, as if time had stopped. I only have eyes for my mother, and my mother only has eyes for me.

"Hey, Zi Han, quickly add clothes." Mom's words interrupted my thoughts. "Get dressed, mom is going to work. Goodbye! "

I put on my clothes and said goodbye to her. Suddenly, I felt a warm spring dripping on my heart, slowly spreading, forming ripples of silver light, and my heart felt warm and comfortable. ...

Wearing that dress, I feel that the world is soft and warm.

Memories also make winter warm. Ginkgo leaves like small fans were picked up by my father and me. It is a shell in the long river of time. A crystal music box is a gift from my best friend. It is the fruit of the tree of friendship, full of friendship. A delicious and sweet chocolate is the encouragement given to me by my beloved teacher. This is flowing love. ...

Winter is warm, it is like a poem. There is affection, bits and pieces worth remembering, full of warmth and love in the poem. I will cherish these lives. Winter is very cold, but as long as the heart is warm, the world is warm.

Warm Winter Composition 4 Teachers and classmates: Good morning, everyone!

"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world"-when this well-known lyric has long been a household name, have you given a little love to help those around you who need your help? When you are sitting in the classroom enjoying the warmth, have you ever thought about letting more people feel the same warmth in the cold? If you have love, if you are willing to pay sincerely, please join our warm winter action and let our love warm winter.

Teachers and students, our warm winter action officially started today. Our theme is "Thanksgiving society, warm the world with our love". This activity lasts for one week from February 30th, 65438 to1October 3rd. Monday: "My Thanksgiving Story" essay contest Tuesday: "Caring for the environment, being grateful for nature"-Publicity of PM2.5 prevention knowledge in winter Thursday: "Caring for the elderly, send warm"-Caring for the elderly in nursing homes Friday: "One yuan and one warmth" fund-raising activity for all teachers and students. I hope everyone can participate in these activities. I believe that our little love can make winter warmer.

Let's turn our gratitude to parents, teachers and classmates into love, help more people, and let love go out of school and spread to the distance. People who love others love others. Although we sowed a little warmth, it made the whole warm winter. Teachers and students, take action, participate in our "Warm Winter Action" activities, light the dawn of hope with a single spark, and warm the whole winter with love!

Warm winter composition 5 Autumn has passed like this, floating quietly. On the ground, only yellow leaves are left. Walking quietly in the Woods, there is no biting cold in winter. There is a lingering fragrance of chrysanthemum around me, which is faint, but always so fresh. There is really no feeling of winter, even if it is winter, it is really warm.

I began to smile like a dream with a smile that was hard to capture. On a sunny day, accompanied by sad rain songs. My heart is really warm, but I am not warm for anyone. Even if it snows heavily, it won't be cold, but my heart will be warm, not for anyone, but for winter.

I don't know if angels have flown by my window, and I don't know if it is so cold outside the window. In fact, there is no cold or warm in the world, only fleeting seasons. Even if the cold water makes my body tremble, I don't want to believe it This is cold. Sometimes, the human heart can control everything, just like this cold and warm, what you think is really what you think.

It can even be described that peonies are in full bloom in the snow and maple trees are evergreen in the wind. What circulates in the circle is the cycle of life. It dissipates, but it is not restrained by cold and warm. What ends up in the dust is also a dead end. It doesn't care about cold and warm, it doesn't care about winter and summer, and sadness is greater than giving up. It doesn't matter whether the heart is dead, cold or warm. Even the maple leaves in summer will turn yellow in advance.

Cold and warm is indeed life, and life is also cold and warm. Life is always deserted in good times. Indeed, cold and warm can be felt by people, but cold and warm can't affect life. The coldest life will end in the dust, and so will the warmest life. Life is cold and warm, and death is cold and warm; Life is like summer flowers, and death is like summer flowers.

Suddenly, I feel very quiet. My soul entered a dream. Winter is coming, cold and warm. It is indeed a warm winter and a cold winter.

Open the window and a gust of wind blows. Is it cold or warm? Looking at the fallen leaves swept up outside the window, they will feel that this cold doesn't matter, because they are already dead. I think it's warm. Because the heart is still there, still beating with passion, and the heart is warm.

Winter is coming, some people are cold, others are warm.

Warm Winter Composition 6 Sometimes I really doubt whether the winter vacation has passed. It's like early June 165438+ October, and it's as cold as moving to the North Pole. The biting pain is unbearable, like being obsessed with BOSS. It's not this winter that is bloody, it's us. Think about it. Really! Without air conditioning, you will tremble when you study in an ice cave.

Yesterday was a good day-New Year's Day. Although some people set off fireworks at night, it's like an "uninvited guest" at night. There is nothing like the atmosphere of the New Year. On such a cold and grand day. There was a get-together in the class. There is still something to look forward to. The school is full of laughter, and the students are full of enthusiasm.

The monitor and the host read the opening speech: "Dear students, now the New Year's Day party officially begins!" " "Suddenly burst into applause, cheers, music, together into a beautiful symphony.

First of all, Xue introduced the origin of New Year's Day. I also asked Yang to tell a story about New Year's Day. Then he plays idioms solitaire's game. I didn't expect these students to be good at Chinese. These idioms are really rare. Wang, Chen and others sang several classic pop songs. As the saying goes: to win the recognition of classmates, you have to keep up with the trend. Sure enough, the applause that broke out after a few seconds of silence made everyone feel that the hard work was worth it. Zhang and Zhou showed their sketches. They are all talented people. Whether you think of it yourself or not, it is worth encouraging. We also watched many cartoons, such as Pleasant Goat, and went back to kindergarten, but we were very happy.

A few hours passed in the laughter of the students. At the closing time, the monitor announced the closing speech. At this moment, we were all silent. I'm one year older, maybe more stable and mature.

Walking out of the classroom, the blue sky reminds me of many interesting things in my childhood. Perhaps the happiness at that time was irreplaceable, but I will still keep my present happiness. This winter is very cold, but the enthusiasm of the students makes this season close to warm winter!

It is often said that it is cold for nine days, and the coldest is in 3949. Look at the weather forecast, it will cool down and it will snow everywhere. The East Lake Park here and the West Lake in Hangzhou are also called sister lakes, while the West Lake in the far south is fond of snow and has a beautiful broken bridge snow scene. But we have been here for three or nine days, and the weather has been very good. These days, the winter sun is shining, the warm wind is blowing gently, and the temperature has been rising. Although it is the sixth day of March 9, it makes people feel that winter seems to be over and the long-awaited spring is just around the corner!

People who stay at home in cold weather don't want to be lonely or miss this beautiful weather. People flock to the streets, and parks are where people want to go. The deserted park suddenly became lively in cold weather.

The opera fans are happy to get together, and there are two booths under the pavilion. Empty Pavilion Peony Garden is not lonely. In this sunny place, there are more and more people gossiping and going to the opera, and singers and accompanists are more interested. Concentrate on singing and accompany with great spirit.

In the square of Sakura Island, under the guidance of the coach, the old ladies rehearsed various dances, colorful silk danced and music played. The coach was sweating profusely, and the dancing of the old people dared not compliment. It's a pity that I don't know what to sing at the opera house. Look at the dance, the waist is not very soft. Just a few practitioners, playing in an orderly way under the guidance and demonstration of the coach. People who are not in the troupe can sing opera, and those who are sixty or seventy can dance. The netizen said well that it was not a beautiful dance, but a happy mood. I dare not open my mouth in singing and lift my legs in dancing. We just wander around and enjoy the scenery. People love each other, but they are also happy!

As the sun sets, night falls.

The afterglow of the sunset shines obliquely on the pavilion and the lake, and the sunset glow is red and reflects the willows. There is no cold wind for three or nine days in deep winter, and the wind is warm in February before spring.

Warm winter, then enjoy the spring-like warmth in the cold season!

Warm Winter Composition 8 This winter, the cold wind is cold and chilling. But I have a different view. I think this winter is warm, because this winter, people's hearts have melted.

In the small restaurant, the wind is blowing from all directions, and they are curled up in the corner, which makes people worry. Suddenly, one of them seems to have found the treasure, and his eyes are shining with hope, and he goes to an old woman. The old woman saw her, smiled kindly, took out a piece of fish from the bowl and put it in her mouth. What a warm picture this is!

In an instant, they became the focus of the restaurant. When the fish was put to her mouth, she didn't eat it, but gathered all her companions to eat it in a dark and cold corner. Seeing their happiness at dinner, everyone present smiled because of them. However, she didn't eat, just froze. Her companion didn't realize it either, just bowed their heads and ate. Perhaps, the picture of her coma was captured by the old woman.

A piece of fish was neatly solved by them. Not including her, of course. She is looking forward to the old woman's reappearance. The old woman didn't say anything, but bowed her head and thought for a moment, then put another piece of meat in her mouth. At this time, she can safely eat. Surprisingly, she just licked a small mouth with her tongue and then quit. Companion consciously came along. In spite of this, her companions were still immersed in eating, and she just looked at it stupidly. That way, not only stupid, but also happy.

The coldness in everyone's heart melted with this touching scene. Yes, people's hearts have melted. The old woman finished eating, got up and left, and her companions finished eating, leaving only a fishbone, which looked as lonely, helpless and fragile as her. She bent her head and gnawed at the fishbone, while her companions returned to the dark corner. The difference is that they don't look so weak anymore.

While everyone sympathized with her, they also felt the care of the old woman, and a warm current could not help rising in their hearts. Therefore, this winter is warm.

By the way, they are just a group of stray cats.

In the evening, I was walking on the road, and the goose feather and heavy snow came at me with a book.

The heavy snow blurred my vision. Inadvertently slipped and the whole body jumped forward. "pa!" Kneel down in tears. All the books in my hand fell down and were blown full by the north wind like tigers, and the pieces of paper issued "squeak!" " Groaning. But the north wind is biting triumphantly. I ignored the pain in my knee and went straight to the book that was blown away by the wind. However, the heavy snow did not stop people's warm eyes and warm hearts. Pedestrians on the road came towards me.

A naive little sister, holding a foreign baby in her hand, picked up some books with her red little hand and handed them to me. She smiled and said to me, "Little sister, this is yours!" " "I take a notebook and no longer feel my knee hurts.

A kind-looking grandfather, leaning on a cane in one hand and picking up a book in the other, came over and put the book in front of me, his eyes narrowed into a line by the wind and said, "Little girl, this is your book." As soon as I took the book in his hand, I felt a little warmth in my heart. As I was about to say ... a little girl about my age strode over, helped me pick up the book, dusted the snow off it and handed it to me, saying, "Here, this is yours!" " "

I just took the book in her hand. A middle-aged uncle helped me pick up the rest of the books with a bicycle in one hand. He put it in my hand and said, "Little girl, be careful next time!" " "

I froze, looking at their backs, and my mind flashed strange and familiar eyes. Those eyes, like my mother's caring eyes, like the eyes that my eldest brother sent me into the classroom in the first grade of primary school, like the eyes of doctors and nurses who advised me to take medicine in the hospital ... I held the book tightly in my hand, as if it were all treasures, and my heart was warm.

Suddenly I remembered something. I shouted out what I just wanted to say to their drifting back: "thank you!" Thank you! "

Ah, this is really a particularly warm winter!

Warm winter composition 10 is coming, and people who are busy and hard outside should also go back to their hometowns and have a warm New Year. As the saying goes, the new year is a new atmosphere. What will happen in the new year?

The future is a blind spot for me. I wonder what color the future will be. What is that smell? Is it black? White? Still colorful? Is it bitter? Color? Still sweet? When I was a fearless child, I naively lay in bed, planning my future blueprint. But when I really stepped into the society, I found that I was always whimsical. The society is real and terrible, and the smoke of competition is everywhere. If I am not careful, I will get hurt and fail. The heart is like an endless desert, with no direction and no water.

However, home is a compass in the desert, guiding you? Just like the source of life-saving in the desert, it gives you the hope of rebirth; Just like a shelter from the wind and rain, let you find a foothold in the vast sea of people; Just like when you are hungry and cold, don't warm the milk, let you feel warm from the heart. Since I was a child, I firmly believed that even if the whole world abandoned me, only my family would not. This sentence will accompany me all my life, because of family ties. Eternal love is the deepest feeling, and I have never cared about you. At that time, my parents who loved you, loved you, spoiled you and valued you now have a few silver hairs and wrinkles. Maybe you never cared about them. They are old. Is it time? No, it is their love for you. They gave you their time and youth. Ask yourself, do you remember their birthdays? It's cold, put on a coat for your parents. In the cold winter, I am very small, but my love is not small. This love is fraternity. Sincerely wish: parents in the world are happy and healthy, happy and healthy.

Let this little flame in our hearts melt all winter and let love spread to thousands of families. Don't forget to wish everyone a happy new year here!

Wendong composition 1 1 "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? "

I wrote this poem in a low voice, bathed in the warmth of the spring breeze, and recalled last winter without surging emotions.

"Hoo-"I breathed a sigh of relief with my hand. What terrible weather! It's almost spring. It's snowing. I looked out of the window, and the snowstorm was endless, and all the scenery disappeared.

"Jingle-"the bell has never been so urgent. The students were picked up by their parents one by one, and only I stayed in the classroom of Nuoda University. Looking out of the window, the wind roared strangely, and the snowstorm swept the whole world.

Even the campus full of love seems to be overwhelmed. I'm in a hurry. The snowstorm is getting worse and worse. Every time the impact of the storm will stir up waves in my heart. Yes! Father has gone to Beijing, and mother is ill again. Who will pick me up? I watched the growing snowstorm, gently closed the classroom door and rushed into it. The snowstorm roared as if to engulf the whole world. The wind blows on the face like a knife. The snowstorm engulfed the whole city, surrounded by Wang Yang, and I struggled to find my way home. Snow stuck in my face and body like thousands of needles, and I couldn't move. I walked carefully in my thin clothes for fear of being trapped by this white storm. At this moment, a white demon is ravaging the coming spring.

In the distance, a familiar voice came to me, hard and firm. Is it my mother? I walked forward with a grain of salt, with a longing for warmth. Finally, we meet. Here! Isn't this the mother I expected? I went over, hid under my mother's arm and walked under her. I looked up at my mother. Her pale face is not as rosy as before, and her messy hair is not as shiny as before. A drop of liquid slid across my cheek, bitter and tasteless. What is this? Tears? The snowstorm never stopped, but mom, you know what? Your love for me has given me enough warmth to melt a thousand winters.

This winter is unusually warm.