Zhou Ji's composition

In our daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following are 8 weekly essays I have compiled for you, which are for reference only and I hope they will help you.

Zhou Ji's composition 1 The weather is extremely hot. It seems that I am being dried by the sun bit by bit and disappearing bit by bit, but I am unconscious and unresponsive.

Popsicles have been eaten one after another, and the gray electric fan squeaks in the classroom. Those enchanting female students! Complaining about the damn weather while drinking iced soda and blowing an electric fan! Look! The female classmate, wearing a transparent sleeveless shirt and shorts, saw her blushing, frowning and muttering something. Her petite figure is writhing in her seat, which makes people worry that she may faint at any time. The only "national treasure" in our class quietly tilted his head to enjoy the coolness brought by the overhead electric fan, but he was holding a newly bought mobile phone and his dark fingers slid across the screen, but he didn't know that a liquid was flowing down his cheeks and soaked his Adidas T-shirt bit by bit. The math teacher still left a series of mathematical formulas on the blackboard with long chalk, including "sine function" for training logical thinking and "binomial theorem" related to statistics. The students in the first three rows were still so excited, but they didn't notice that the math teacher's face was occupied by thick sweat and his short shirt clung to his vest, and even his voice was heavily involved.

On the way to school, the sun overhead shines obliquely, and large tracts of shade are cast on the main road that is not tortuous. My roommate and I trudged to the canteen, still muttering about whether to add egg soup at noon. Without the shade, the sun shines on us violently, making us breathless. Those delicate girls held handfuls of lovely umbrellas over their heads, and the paper towels in their hands wiped their faces covered with foundation over and over again, but they did not forget to roll their eyes and complain a few words. Looking at the air on the hot road carefully, it seems that I am extremely anxious and rolling.

In September, I was very hot.

Zhou Ji Composition 2 Mom's love is as lingering as a stream, and Dad's love is as hard as a mountain. As parents of children, no matter what they are asked to do for their children, they will do it at any cost, even if they give their lives.

All parents in the world are the same. They all want their children to succeed and their daughters to succeed. No parents want their children to go bad.

As children, we can understand. Yes, sometimes their love is too extreme, maybe the way of love is unacceptable. However, as children, we will think that my own parents don't love us and don't care about us at all. Whenever mom and dad say something we don't like to hear, or do something we don't like afterwards, we will immediately say something that hurts our parents and drag the door away, but we don't think from the perspective of our parents, and we don't realize that they just want us to be better. We felt much more comfortable when we left. But what about our parents? They are wiping away tears, which can be wiped away, but the wounds in their hearts will never heal.

Take me for example. My parents want me to study hard and get into a good school and a good university in the future, so as to lay a good foundation for the future. But I didn't meet my expectations. I fail every exam. I saw my parents' hair turn white slowly, and the wrinkles on their faces increased a little. Their hesitant eyes made them think hard about me. My heart hurts. It hurts. Tears welled up in my eyes at once. I can't say I tried my best, nor can I say I didn't try my best. I'm really trying. I get up at five o'clock every day, go to bed at nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, read books all day during the day, and finish my homework in self-study class, so my eyesight drops day by day. This kind of study is really tiring. Whenever I want to relax during the holiday, I want to go out to play, but I got a scolding. I am really tired.

All parents should be considerate of us. We also want to win honor for you and let you say that your child is good in front of your colleagues. I hope you are full of happy smiles every day, but we really try our best.

Dear students, be considerate of your parents. We should learn to understand our parents and repay them with excellent results. Students, let's work hard together, work hard, work hard again, and move towards our goal!

Today is the weekend. Wan Li, clear sky, Wan Li. It's a fine day to eat in the suburbs.

Some good friends and I went to the countryside to dig potatoes. Dad was driving, and we laughed all the way. Soon we arrived at a place with charming scenery, surrounded by green mountains and grass.

We went directly to the farm, and an old man told me that potatoes grow in the soil under the leaves of green vines. From the beginning, I lifted my heavy hoe and dug hard into the ground. Once or twice, the soil I dug out was black and I didn't see any potatoes. I'm a little discouraged and want to give up. At this moment, my mother came over and said to me earnestly, "Don't lose heart. Stick to it for a while, maybe there are surprises waiting for you! " "I dug it up again. Suddenly, a small round yellow head appeared, and then four or five were next to each other. I jumped three feet in excitement and shouted, "Come and help me pick potatoes! "When the laundry list was full, I was sweating like a pig, but I didn't feel tired at all.

This experience, I understand: only through their own labor will there be gains, will feel really happy!

Zhou Ji Composition 4 Let me tell you something that excites me!

Once my sister came to our house, we could sleep together, play computer games together, and we didn't have to eat, because my mother was not at home, and we played all day, playing crazy, hehe envy!

When sleeping at night, my sister and I poured drinks from home into cups and put them in the refrigerator. Then we lay in the quilt and chatted and played with our mobile phones.

When the drinks are frozen, we will eat delicious "shaved ice", and then we will sleep sweetly.

We played like this for a few days and our eyes popped. My sister and I can't be together. It's time to start school. My sister and I are sad and happy.

Sad because we said goodbye, happy because school is about to start.

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world. The world is beautiful because of love, and wonderful because of love. "Love" is a kind of unclear thing. My mother's love for me makes me feel safe, just like a protected grass.

A mother's love for her children is sincere, sincere and does not ask for anything in return. Roman Roland once said: "Motherly love is a huge flame". Indeed, maternal love is like a flame, burning the mother's youth. Mother gave her youth and life for us, but she was also sweet and happy in the process of being burned. I think maternal love is like a poem full of charm, long and clean, which is memorable; Motherly love is like a landscape painting, natural and fresh, showing me the eyes of the world; A mother's love is like a song, expressing her love for her children. Motherly love is like a clear spring, which illuminates my voice and shadow. My mother gave me life, and it was my mother who made me grow up healthily and happily. Motherly love is an abyss in which you will be forgiven forever.

I remember when I was young, my constitution was very weak. I go to the hospital at two ends every three days, and my mother hangs salt water for me. Once, my mother held my numb hand and put me in a chair to rest. However, the chair is not as warm as mother's arms. As soon as my mother put me down, I cried. My mother had no choice but to hug me again.

My mother is also my bosom friend. No matter what I say to my mother, my mother will listen carefully, so I will tell my mother all my happiness and troubles. When I am in trouble, my mother will always enlighten and encourage me. My mother always shares happy things with me.

No matter how high the sky is, it is no higher than the mother's love for her children; No matter how vast the sea is, there is no mother's love for her children!

I have a lot of virtue story around me. Every good thing my family has done since I was six years old is clearly reflected in my mind. For example, my mother watered and fertilized the small trees in the community, my sister put the garbage outside the dustbin into the dustbin, and my father shoveled snow in the heavy snow. Today, I found another sister with virtue psychology, which I saw after school today.

When I was about to cross the street, there was an old woman in a wheelchair. She seems to be crossing the street, waiting for her daughter. I saw a tear in her anxious eyes, and I felt that she seemed impatient to wait here. I felt sorry for her and wanted to help her, but there was nothing I could do (because I couldn't push it), so I had to walk away. I looked back at her again. Suddenly, a big sister wanted the old man to run away. Suddenly, she grabbed the wheelchair and slowly and carefully pushed it and the old man to the side of the road. I don't know why some cars listened one after another, and many passers-by praised her for doing well. I stayed, such a small thing was praised by so many people!

Zhou Ji Composition 7 This week's workload is not much, and I have become more familiar with my workmates.

Last night, a good friend of mine, X, talked to me. It happens that he also works in a bank, but it is a small bank. He has been working for three weeks. I still don't feel well. According to him, this is an environmental problem. Others are unfriendly to him. I don't interact with them much. Eating alone at noon every day, it feels very painful to go to work.

By contrast, I feel lucky. Maybe we all work with our peers in their twenties and have a lot in common. The workmates are very kind and get to know each other soon. I also think they are very nice and human. Therefore, I will continue to strive to be one of them. The change of mentality requires not only that you are an intern, but also that you like someone at work.

I may smell like a workaholic. As long as I have a job, I will keep doing it, and I won't feel bored and tired at all. However, once the things at hand are finished, people will feel bored and have no motivation, and their hearts will panic. I feel in my heart that if everyone is busy in such an environment, I will feel uncomfortable when I am idle. Always want to do something.

However, perhaps the policy of buying a house is too tight. The workload is relatively small recently. In my spare time, I mostly ask my workmates about the workplace to improve my computer operation. But I still hope to be busy next week.

On a sunny morning, I made a discovery.

I found a snail on the wall that day. I think: Are snails beneficial or harmful? So I went to ask my mother, and her mother said, "Don't you just do the experiment yourself?" So I went to my room and got a steamed bread, a ham and a cabbage leaf. I caught a snail on the outer wall and put it on the ground. Then, put the cabbage, ham and steamed bread next to the snail respectively. At first, the snail hid its head in its shell. Later, when it was sure that there was no danger, it poked its head out of its shell, climbed straight onto the leaves of Chinese cabbage and ate it with relish. So snails eat plants!

After discovering this, I have new questions in my mind. Where are the snail's eyes? I ran to ask my mother again, and my mother said, "As long as you look carefully with your eyes, you will find it." So, I asked my aunt for a magnifying glass and observed it carefully. Later, I found that there were two small spots on the tentacles of snails. It turns out that these two dots are the eyes of snails! I jumped three feet for joy.

This discovery surprised me and taught me a truth: as long as I observe it carefully, I will definitely find something.