Writing with the theme of wind

In daily study, work and life, everyone must have been exposed to composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following are seven essays about the wind that I collected, hoping to help you.

Composition on the topic of wind 1 The wind is coming again, and it is cool on your face.

Time has told me how shallow and profound it is to express life with a pen. If I'm trapped, I can't go back.

Candlelight is not stingy at all. It gives me warmth and accompanies me through every lonely and cold night ... When cicadas sing, it's late summer and I'm fidgety and dry, and even my body is filled with hot air. My material world is rich and colorful, but my spiritual world is blank.

Books, pens, notebooks-I communicate with them every day. Am I happy? Maybe! This is an impressive achievement. Yesterday-I left one after another.

The running water of the stream is singing monotonous songs. Last year, the maple leaves were red again. Do I have a past? Childish, ignorant and ridiculous? I would rather have them than let the world weigh the weight on the spiritual balance.

Every day, every minute, every second, I am running, pursuing everything I want, but I can't keep up with the roar of the rails ... because my beauty is far less than Haizi lying on it, my body is cold, but my heart has a temperature, which will never be there again.

"Blow off the dust of homesickness, but can't blow off the lines on my forehead. Travel all over the world, just remember the door to go home ... "

The wind is rustling and blowing gently ... My days are floating in the wind. ...

I like to stand against the railing of the balcony. Not to bask in the sun, but to wait for the wind that is rarer than the sun. I like the wind very much. I like it as much as a child. With a daydream about the wind, I can't completely forget nature in this noisy city.

The sunshine in summer is dull, even the air is dull and fidgety. At this time, I still like to stand in the sun and just wait for the gust of wind. The wind is cool and humid at this time. The wind is like a stubborn child. We must fight against the dull and fidgety air and drive them away. This occasional gust of wind is very popular. The place it passed was green and the flowers and plants were dancing. Even the old banyan tree in the garden downstairs can't help swaying in the wind. I close my eyes. This is a windy world and a natural paradise. I am running in the big forest, looking at the clouds and hugging the earth. I see the passion of life in nature.

If Xia Feng brings fanaticism, then autumn wind brings hope.

I like blowing the wind on the balcony and reading quietly. I accidentally read a poem, "The wheat turns yellow at night in the south wind." At night, a south wind blew, the wind blew, and the wheat on the ground covered the fields and was golden everywhere. Many people say that autumn wind brings bleak desolation. I don't think so. Autumn wind, let me see the gold, see the hope.

The wind is very strong in winter. The wind at this time is like an angry child, but this is the wind. A clear and thorough child, whether happy or angry, is so obvious that he never hides it.

Spring has come, and the spring breeze has removed all the drowsiness and awakened all the plants in the garden. Perhaps with a kind of apology, it is gentle and supple, with a spring letter, it touched my eyes and brought me into its world. I walked along the river with him, listening to birds singing, looking forward to the sunrise, looking for flowers waking up in the mud and experiencing the most subtle spring breeze. Its breath, its body temperature, close at hand, within reach. Forcing people to get close. "Blowing your face is not cold." The wind at this time, like a child who has done something wrong, apologizes obsequiously to you, as clear as a child. Having such children around me has taught me so hard to forget's nature.

We are getting farther and farther away from the realm that Su Dongpo said that "human interest is pure joy", and our sober minds are getting weaker and weaker. In a troubled city, you can't find any green space for walking. Then feel the wind, with the reverie of the wind, feel the clarity of the wind, it will give you a natural paradise and take you into the boundless nature.

The weather at the TV station is bad, and the forecast says that a typhoon is coming. In the morning, it will be sunny for a while, perineum for a while and rain for a while. Hurry and ask mom to collect the clothes.

However, my mother just hung up all the clothes on the balcony and found that the rain had stopped. After observing for a while, my mother decided to take out her clothes again. Unfortunately, it just started to rain, so I had to take them back. It will rain heavily and wash the windows for a while. It seems that there will be a "wiper" installed in the window. I can't go out in the rain, but I found my fun, because I can finally play with the newly bought water gun, because I no longer have to be afraid of getting wet by the clothes of my neighbors downstairs.

Don't underestimate the wind, it has twelve changes.

When the wind was born, its strength was very small, so it was named breeze. The breeze is very pleasing, so it is very popular everywhere. Everyone thinks that the breeze can bring them coolness. With the breeze, they can have a good spirit. Of course the breeze doesn't know!

With the growth of age and the passage of time, Qingfeng has been to many places, made many friends and changed his temperament. It began to like power. Listen to my good friend Huang Sha's advice: Every time you go to a place, you will try your best to suck away all the dust and stolen goods on your body. If you persist in this way, you will have infinite strength! You'd better go to rainstorm for help. As long as it rains, the dust will spread around and naturally run to you. Breeze is very happy, hurry to find rainstorm. Rainstorm is a person who loves to make friends, so he agreed without hesitation. Since then, the breeze has absorbed stolen goods everywhere and absorbed the substances in the stolen goods into the body. Therefore, wherever the breeze goes, it creates a lot of smoke. People began to hate breeze, because breeze is no longer a small breeze, so it was named gale.

When the wind has power, it will run amok, even forget its old friend Huangsha and suck it into its own body! Once, the strong wind accidentally walked into the desert of death. Originally, the desert was full of friends of Huang Sha, but Huang Sha was sucked into the body. So Huang Sha's friends hated it very much and stuck it in the desert. At this time, although it is strong and becomes a tornado, it will always be&; lethal dose

Current situation; See the sun. "

It's a pity that Kazamoto is kind, but he has also embarked on this road!

The spring breeze awakens the colorful world. Don't argue with Bai Yan, forget honor and avoid disaster. Therefore, the spring breeze chose silence, just like the roots buried in the ground. It is not that the spring breeze is not as prosperous as it is, but to make life as short as epiphyllum in these four seasons, showing its brilliance. Therefore, while choosing silence, Chunfeng treats everything in the world with tolerance.

Tolerance is tolerance, not connivance. If the spring breeze wants to compete with Bai Yan for the eyes of the world, why not turn into a gust of wind and sweep away the flowers in this world? Why use loving hands to wake up the bud sleeping in its infancy? Because Feng Chun knew that if he joined the competition, the result would undoubtedly be the worst in the world. If you don't wake up, the world will only see boredom. Therefore, the spring breeze avoids the worst result-silence in the best way.

When the spring breeze is inclusive and silent, Bai Yan wins the eyes of the world, while the spring breeze wins the thoughts of the world.

If the obscurity of roots is selfless dedication to fruits, then the silence of spring breeze is great tolerance to the world. Prosperity will eventually turn into spring mud and return to its origin. Wake up the spring breeze of prosperity, what do you get? As long as I stare at that bright smile, I am satisfied. Chunfeng never complains about what she has done. She just takes pains to gently call one after another, and that smile is the only comfort in her heart. Her heart is tolerant and inclusive.

The environment created by this world has polluted her body. She didn't take revenge on the world, but contacted her anguish in another way. Although the spring breeze is depressed, it is short-lived. Because the spring breeze awakens the flowers. The smell washed her dirty body and made her feel refreshed. Even if she changed clothes to find other tasks, she was tolerant from beginning to end, tolerant of Qian Shan.

"Spring breeze, do you regret it? You have nourished everything, but you have achieved a lot but gained nothing. Have you ever been lonely flying alone in the sky? "

"It is as natural as nature, and as hazy as sand, including my graceful flight. The clouds in the sky and the flowing water on the ground are more important than me. How can I be proud of myself? The mountains are blocking my way, so I'm going to make a detour. Why should it be intensified? Bai Yan gave me a smile and flowed with me. I was never lonely. It is only because I can tolerate the shortcomings of others that I smile at the scene. No regrets. "

There was a sudden typhoon in Shanghai today, but it was very cold.

In the morning, my mother took me out for breakfast. I was surprised in the middle. I saw ordinary adults push open the door of the restaurant, which was very difficult and closed by the typhoon.

After breakfast, my mother took me to buy bread. She asked me to sit in the car and buy it myself. No sooner had my mother left than I heard a loud noise. When I looked back, four or five bicycles were blown down by the wind.

I think typhoons are really strong.

As the saying goes, "Without rules, there is no Fiona Fang." That is to say, there are national laws, school rules and family style. My family style is: "Be a good person and study hard."

My family taught me to be a good person since I was a child.

My father taught me to keep my promise. I remember a weekend in the second grade, because of my good behavior, my father allowed me to play computer games for an hour. However, I spent more time playing games, and my father put away the computer seriously. After that, he said to me earnestly, "Tang Lin, keep your word, or you will be in trouble when you grow up!" "

My sister told me to be honest. Because "people don't believe it, they don't know what they can do." One day in third grade, I accidentally broke my sister's favorite glass. I was afraid of being scolded, but in the end, I got up the courage to apologize to my sister. However, my sister forgave me and said something meaningful to me: "It doesn't matter if the glass is broken. If you lose your integrity, no one will believe you."

My mother taught me to be modest. In an exam in the fourth grade, I got the first place in my class. When I got home, I proudly told my mother. Mother kindly said to me, "Tang Lin is great! Make persistent efforts, but remember:' modesty benefits all the losses.' "

My family not only taught me to be a good person, but also taught me to study hard.

I was addicted to the internet in the fifth grade, so I only got more than 80 points in the mid-term exam. On the way home, I was afraid of what my mother would do to me. But when I got home, my mother said to me, "Failure is not terrible, but falling down!" " ! You should take this as a starting point and strive for better results next time. "Then my mother and I analyzed the reasons and solved the problem for me. With the help of my mother and my unremitting efforts, my grades have soared. I got excellent results in the final exam.

Shakespeare once said, "Books are the nourishment of the whole world." In my study, I have a good habit: I love reading. From the moment I entered primary school, I began to read some story books. In recent years, I began to contact some literary books, such as Camel Xiangzi, Old Things in the South of the City and Little Peas by the Window. I'll take out one as soon as I have time.

China has been a country famous for its etiquette since ancient times. As China people-our children, we must also carry forward this spirit. Only in this way can we be worthy of our ancestors and heirs!