Beautiful winter composition for the first grade of junior high school

Six essays on beautiful winter for the first grade of junior high school

Winter is beautiful. In the morning of early winter, rime hangs all over the branches. When the morning breeze blows, the rime falls rustlingly, like rain, fog and wind. Below is a beautiful winter composition for the first grade of junior high school that I compiled for you. I hope you like it.

Beautiful Winter Composition for the First Grade of Junior High School (Part 1)

In this ordinary world, we almost repeat the same things every day. Sometimes we feel that this world is not the same. Not as beautiful as imagined. However, if you look at everything with a beautiful heart, you will find that many things are not like that.

It is winter again. The seasons are like a roulette wheel. The four seasons reincarnate, and winter is coming. Winter is a season when everything is sleeping and lifeless. There are no chirping birds, no gurgling streams...only the cold north wind. In winter, home is our warmest harbor. Sitting by the warm stove can stretch our frozen body. I gradually feel that winter is also a beautiful season.

When I woke up in the morning, I opened my sleepy eyes, opened the curtains, and a dazzling and warm sunshine poured into my room, making me feel that everything was so beautiful. Looking down at the playground from the window, everything feels so beautiful. Why didn't I notice it before? The ground is covered in silver and snow, and there are friends who are having a great time. At this moment, I deeply fell in love with the winter season.

In fact, life is the same in many cases. We have to experience pain first, just like we endure the cold in winter. As long as we can survive the biting cold wind, we will wait until the sun shines. At that moment, enjoy the wonderful life.

The beauty of winter is not so obvious, just like the beauty in life cannot be easily felt. Only in ordinary life, if you experience it carefully and seriously, you will find the beauty in it. Beauty makes your soul stretch and happy. Beautiful Winter Composition for the First Grade of Junior High School (Part 2)

I walked out of the house early in the morning and was immediately stunned by the sight in front of me. Heavy snow overnight covered everything. The streets seemed to be paved with white carpets, the buildings wore white pointed hats, and Grandpa Shu and Miss Hua'er also put on white cotton-padded jackets. It was really like "a sudden spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed"! I ran excitedly and shouted: It’s so beautiful! This world covered in silver!

After school in the morning, my good friends and I couldn't wait to walk out of the school gate and played in the snow on the path. We skated one after another. The snow, white and soft, slides over, leaving a long path behind. It's so cool to be able to walk so far without using any effort! But this was not enough, we had a snowball fight again. Wang Huayang threw a white cannonball at me when I wasn't paying attention. I dodged and he missed. Not to be outdone, I picked up the snowballs and threw them at him, and he quickly hid. Suddenly Wang Huayang picked up a heavy weapon - a big snowball and threw it at me, but before it could fly, he accidentally scattered it. As a result, a "Tiannu scattered flowers" came, and he made a big face. I was so happy that I couldn't stand up straight. It was really self-defeating. We played kicking the snow again, which was to make a snowball and throw it into the sky to see who could kick it accurately. I pinched an extra-large size, prepared, and kicked. Wow! My feet, the snow got into the ankles, and they were freezing. Wang Huayang saw it, gloated, and then picked up the snowball and threw it at me...

We left a string of laughter on the path. On the way home, I thought of a proverb from the farmer uncle: This year I have a three-layer wheat quilt, and next year I will sleep with a steamed bun on my pillow. The snow is so good! This winter is so fun! Beautiful Winter Composition for the First Grade of Junior High School (Part 3)

I still clearly remember that incident that winter.

It was during the recess time when I suddenly had a stomachache, dizziness, and blurred vision. I was so scared that I quickly reported it to the teacher. Liang Jiali saw it and hurriedly ran over to help me sit down. Then she brought me the school phone and asked me to make a call. Then she carefully helped me upstairs and into the classroom to let me rest. Soon the classmates who came back from doing exercises also knew about it. They came around and asked me with concern if I was feeling better. When the teacher saw me, he also asked me anxiously about my condition. I felt like I was immersed in an ocean of love, my heart felt warm, and my illness seemed to be much better.

After a while, my father came over after hearing the news. Seeing that I was really uncomfortable, he didn’t care and sent me to the hospital immediately. Dad settled me down first and asked me to sit upstairs and wait. He ran up and down, busy registering me and getting medicine... Although the weather was very cold, I found that Dad's forehead was full of sweat. beads, densely packed, because my hands were very cold when I was hanging salt water, my father held my hands between his two big warm hands. I felt that my father was not only warming my hands, but also my heart. .

After adding the salt water, my mother had already prepared delicious meals and said to me gently: "Don't eat too much or eat randomly in the future! Otherwise, I will have to get another injection." "Yeah "I responded, feeling very warm in my heart! It's great. With the care of teachers, classmates, father and mother, I feel a warm current in my heart like a wave, and I feel extremely moved and warm.

I said silently in my heart: Thank you everyone for your love! Beautiful winter composition for the first grade of junior high school (Part 4)

Winter is snow-white, like a fairy tale world wrapped in silver, beautiful and charming. In early winter, no one knew that Miss Autumn had already gone to the south to spend the winter on her cute and naughty little swallows, but Miss Winter came riding on the cold wind. She came so suddenly that people had no time to realize her existence. Until her messenger, the naughty and lovely snowflakes, came to the world with the blessings given to people by the winter girl. They roamed everywhere, and flew into the big lake for a while, playing with many cute fish and aquatic plants, starting from the fish one after another. A protruding big bubble and the swaying bodies of the water plants, I know their happiness; the snowflakes flying in the sky are having fun with the plants on the mountain, they jump around and jump to the branches of the big trees. Go up to the tree and tell them what you see and hear, jump on the flower bones of wintersweet, and communicate with them the beauty of the night. Finally, they jump on the withered yellow leaves of the grass and tell them interesting stories; They are also curious: Why do people wear thick sweaters in winter? So, it flew to the child's face, ears, and mouth, trying to ask something from the kind-hearted child...

Would you like to go to the mountain and see the traces left by the snowflakes? You will definitely get what you want. Because the trees will tell you, the blooming plum blossoms will tell you, and the dead leaves will tell you too! The tree will rustle and say to you: "Snowflakes and Miss Winter live on this Yushan Mountain!" The plum blossom will say to you: "There is the plum blossom you are looking for on my stamens!"... < /p>

Snowflake may have fallen in love with this beautiful place, just as I have also fallen in love with it. In the fields, there are honest snowmen with long carrots and warm hats. Some of them are wearing scarves and holding brooms! These are "Christmas gifts" given to it by innocent and lovely children. For this reason, the snowmen made bright black eyes with two buttons, which emit the light of wisdom. The body made of balls makes all kinds of beautiful and funny postures. The snow has drifted to the frozen lake again, and the fish seem to be tired of playing at the bottom of the lake. They have found new playmates and greet the snowflakes through the ice; under the eaves, crystal clear icicles hang down. Falling down, like icy tears, and like sticks of hanging ice cream.

I love winter, this white season, these beautiful snowflakes, and even more, this sacred world. Beautiful winter composition for the first grade of junior high school (Part 5)

Winter is the beauty wrapped in snow, but also the coldness of the ice and snow. But since that winter, I no longer feel cold, because my heart seems to be wrapped in a warm scarf.

In early winter, the weather is so cold, and the cold air filling the room seems to freeze in the next second. I received a call from my father. He said, "Daughter, would you like to come to Beijing to visit your grandparents? They miss you very much in the hospital and want you to visit them." I said anxiously: " Are they okay?" Dad said, "It's not serious, but I want you to accompany them. Dad is busy with work. How about you come to Beijing?" I had to agree again and again. My mother is at home to help me pack my luggage. She can't go with me. She has to stay at home to see her brother. But my mother was particularly worried about me and warned me a lot when she sent me to the car. My mind was on my grandparents, and I didn't care about my mother's feelings.

When I arrived in Beijing, I went to the hospital to see my grandparents. They suddenly became happy when they saw me. Even their doctor said: "My granddaughter is here, and the medicine is all right." After they were discharged from the hospital They said they would take me to play, but I was worried about their health. They said it didn't matter and took me to many places and ate a lot of delicious food. A week later, I returned home.

Everything will return to its original trajectory, which is very dull. My mind was still on those happy seven days. My mother was very excited when she saw me come back. She was busy at home, helping me carry my luggage, and went to the kitchen to help me make dumplings, but I went straight into my room. Lying on the bed, his hands were casually stuffed under the quilt. A soft thing was incompatible with the cold air in the room. I opened the quilt and saw a red knitted scarf and a piece of paper that was crumpled by me. Picking up the paper, Juanxiu's font came into view: Baby, I know you went to Beijing. Mom misses you so much. You knit a scarf, hoping that your baby can spend every cold winter warm. Tears moistened my eyes, I rushed out of the room, hugged my mother, and sobbed and said, "I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't take your feelings into consideration, and I miss you too." My mother also hugged me and said, "Remember, don't worry about being outside in the future. No matter how happy or unhappy you are, remember to go home." I nodded.

Since then, I have worn this red scarf of love through every cold winter. Every time I see that scarf, I think of a sentence: No matter how big the world is, I have to go home. Beautiful Winter Composition for the First Grade of Junior High School (Part 6)

I am always looking forward to the Spring Festival Gala. After all, it is a spiritual feast once a year. Even if I have to stay up all night, I still have to stay by the TV. Feel the joy brought by the Spring Festival and Spring Festival Gala.

I still remember the dance that moved countless people two years ago - "Thousand-Hand Guanyin".

In almost an instant, the colorful screen turned into a brilliant golden color. Tai Lihua stood at the head of the team. At this time, with her light dancing posture, she brought people visual impact again and again, and the shock of opening their eyes again and again. The smoke is lingering, the music is soft, and countless hands are like the golden light in front of the Buddha, flickering, bright and dark. The layers of delicate hands suddenly curled up into a shy flower that was ready to bloom, and in an instant they turned into white lotuses fluttering in the wind. Various and unpredictable. Beautiful and soft, refreshing.

When the host said that most of them were deaf-mute, I couldn't believe my ears and eyes. Although it has been two years since 2006, I will never forget Tai Lihua and the dance that touched 1.3 billion people.

Life did not give Tai Lihua the wealth she deserved. Relative to normal people, a world of silence and inability to communicate is a world of despair. It is a winter where the sun cannot shine, where there is ice and wind and snow. I really can't imagine how Tai Lihua uses dance to interpret the love in her heart, and how the light shines in and brings out warmth in this cold world.

Tai Lihua’s life is bitter, without the beauty of spring and the prosperity of summer, it is replaced by endless winter. Although I have seen perfection, I understand that none of it belongs to her. Her life had nothing but the cold winter.

Gu Cheng said, "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to look for light. I think Tai should be the same. She did not succumb to life, did not accept her fate, but was looking for and Found another language to interpret life - dance

Dancing in the cold, dancing in the silence, dancing in the hardships. At this time, Tai Lihua's dance was honed in suffering. With a sword, she cut through all the darkness, broke the shackles of suffering, and carved out the sun of life.

"Avalokitesvara" bloomed in Tai Lihua's heart. Snow lotus, a snow lotus blooming in the hearts of 1.3 billion people, a sonorous snow lotus blooming on the ice and snow!

What Tai Lihua brings to people is not only touching and sighing, but also a beautiful one! A spirit of unwillingness to endure hardship: As long as life is still there, as long as hope is still there, no matter how barren the heart, no matter how bad the season, there will still be the fragrance of flowers.

Pay tribute to the warrior Tai Lihua and Tai Lihua!