Excellent composition in senior high school

1 The most innocent people in the world are children; But for some children, it's the opposite. In fact, he knows everything. You'll never guess what he's thinking.

"This kind of life can't go on," his mother shouted angrily.

"But that's all. Who wants to live with you?" His father answered loudly.

In this way, his parents divorced when he was four or five years old. The reason is simple: his father cheated. Regarding the custody of the children, his mother is confident that the children will choose to live with her.

Finally, on the day of the trial, the judge asked the child, "Would you like to be with your father or your mother?" "Dad" completely surprised her. She cried and was very sad. Ask the child: "Why did you choose your father? I usually take care of you and love you very much ... "

"Because he will buy me something delicious and fun."

"So will I."

"No, you won't."

She was very sad that night; I want to die. Without him, her life is meaningless. She doesn't know what the child thinks, but she believes that when the child can't stand the stepmother, she will come back to her one day.

In this way, she has been living a hard life alone, selling fruit every day, leaving early and returning late.

Day after day, year after year. I wonder how long she has lived like this. One morning, she received an anonymous envelope and opened it. It contained 500 yuan.

In this way, she receives an envelope like this at this time every week. She also tried to go to the post office to inquire about the situation, but she couldn't find anyone to send her money.

This lasted for a month, and that day she received another letter, but this time there was no money in it, but a letter. It turned out that her son had been sending her money.

In fact, I have never left you, I just love you in different ways. I chose my father because I didn't want to burden you, so your life would be better. I can also send you some living expenses for your father, so you can work with peace of mind.

That day, she cried again. She finally understood the reason why the child didn't choose her, but the process was a bit painful.

In fact, there will always be something in children's hearts that we don't know, and we will never guess what they are thinking.

Perhaps, these secrets, these things, these truths will not be known for many years; At this time, all you have to ask is: What did you think, son?

) Foreword: Our Chinese teacher will take part in marking the college entrance examination, and even let us write a guarantee. Format: during the absence of the teacher, I promise not to swim, violate discipline and fight ... I am speechless, so I am angry ...)

The college entrance examination is just around the corner. It is said that the teacher will go thousands of miles away to grade the college entrance examination, which can be described as "riding a thousand miles". I can't help but think of the ancient central ministers invigilating the imperial examinations, which can be described as "a long way to go"! I respect teachers, so I'm worried about my class, afraid of noisy ears. I know the pain and affection in the teacher's heart. In order to forget the teacher's past and ensure the smooth progress ahead, focus on promoting the pillars of the country and swear that fools are born late:

First, it is clumsy and blunt than people, and it can't swim. Every summer solstice is like a cage of steaming fire. If Niu Yi breathes the moon, he will fly into a rage, but it has nothing to do with water, so he has to stay on the water side and stay away from it. Although, I swear: water flows downwards and goes deep into the bottom of the sea; I walked to the heights and stood at the top of the mountain. There is a big gap between positions, so you must act like a businessman. It suddenly occurred to me that ancient benevolent sages, such as Qu Zi, Taibai and Wang Guowei, were all "out of the water". I don't think there will be a good teacher to warn us. We are lucky!

Second, don't say anything inappropriate. If it's money, just keep silent and cherish it. My life is limited and my study is limited. I don't learn much when I talk. No wonder the giant Lu Xun once said: When I am silent, I feel full; I will open my mouth and feel empty at the same time. It is true that when I am far away from water and close to it, time will not pass away like water.

Wang Guowei, A Qing Dynasty, said that there are three realms in life, and there are also three realms in my life: disturbing others and disturbing myself, and this realm is also; Disturb yourself without disturbing others, which is also the second case; Don't disturb yourself or others. This is the best place. Gentlemen and villains often think, but there are also people who are not tempted. Only people with strong will should be effective. Although I can't do it, I yearn for it.

As for fighting and other bad habits, I got rid of them as early as the year of religion. Harmony is the most important thing, and literature is the friend, so it will not be "arbitrary".

A thousand miles away, there are not many boles. I hope you can learn from Sun Yang and read the paper carefully. Show the talents of the pillars and gallop a horse of a thousand miles. Kyushu is full of Ma Benteng, and with its power, Good Wind makes horses fly to the clouds on swallows, turning into a powerful and unconstrained style.

Students of Meng in Ugly Year Two, bye.

Some people say that you are the ladder of human progress.

Some people say that talking to you means talking to many noble people.

Some people say that he looks at you like a hungry man looking at bread.

I have always had a sincere and awe-inspiring heart for you. I benefited a lot from your company along the way.

I remember when I was very young, you integrated into my life. From you, I learned ancient myths such as "Goddess of mending the sky" and "Goddess of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon". Taste the classic fables of Farmer and Snake and Wolf and Sheep; I met an interesting story about Snow White and the ugly duckling. At this time, you are like a kind old man, guiding me to distinguish right from wrong, good and evil.

As time went on, I went to school and began to read. You lead me to the temple of knowledge with joy. You made me feel the charm of language, you made me curious about the mystery of the Egyptian pyramids, you made me yearn for the vast unknown starry sky … but you said, there is no end to learning. So, I followed you everywhere, hoping to gain something.

You showed me the beautiful natural scenery. You took me to appreciate the early summer scenery of "Xiao He has just emerged, and dragonflies have long stood on the head", and also took me to appreciate the beautiful summer scenery of "infinite lotus leaves and different colors of lotus flowers"; You made me marvel at the Lushan Waterfall, which "flies down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days"; It also made me indulge in Tianmu Mountain, which is "fascinated by flowers and leaning on stones, suddenly fascinated, shocking the forest and shaking the heights".

You also introduced me to heroes of all ages. Through you, I met Qu Yuan, who was loyal to the monarch and patriotic, but unfortunately threw himself into the river. I met Guan Yu, a brave man who "stopped to be brave and cut Hua Xiong while the wine was hot"; I met Liu Bei, the first person in the world who "has magical powers in operating final accounts, and two tigers will not be as good as Yi Long"; I met Tan Sitong, an outlaw who laughed at me for going straight into the sky from the horizontal knife and staying in Kunlun Mountain.

"The silkworm will weave until it dies in spring, and the candle will dry the wick every night." You taught me selflessness. You taught me to have a broad heart to care about the world. You reminded me to cultivate my self-cultivation. "Disasters often add up, and wisdom and courage are trapped in drowning." You warned me not to ignore small things and not to be blinded by what I love.

The beauty of natural scenery, the great achievements of heroes, the truth of being a man, oh, books, you left a deep impression on me again and again with your profound knowledge.

There is no royal road to life. You are my mentor and friend. You stayed with me all the way and never abandoned me.

When I am afraid, you are a sword, which helps me to cut through thorns and laugh at life.

When I am confused, you are a bright light, illuminating my heart and keeping my direction firm.

When I am tired, you are a curved mountain spring, washing away dust and purifying my soul.

With you along the way, I am no longer lonely and confused, I will walk out of my wonderful!

No one knows what I want, what I like and what I hate. I need a lot of spiritual encouragement.

They will only paint dark grease on your pursuit of your ideal, and will only hurt your self-esteem. He may think he is still young, thinking that just a little IQ can fool my eyes. I said I had a dream. However, just a few people who think they are "appearance associations" are stained with "grease" everywhere, and it is dark everywhere, just to cover up the sunshine of hope. Don't say this road is a marathon, even the 50-meter sprint is difficult to carry on.

I have thought about building society into a "place" with one or two sorrows, and even replacing those spiritual bridges that sprout positive energy with the unknown.

I've been thinking about this problem for years. No one has ever said the word' Come on' to me, and no one has said' Never mind, keep working hard next time, I believe you', and there is no ridiculous spiritual bridge. Their faces are only reproachful, insidious and cunning. They defile others' faces for their own interests, destroy others' interests for their own interests, and do immoral and dirty things that violate their conscience for their own greed.

I'm telling the truth. You must have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and then you can infer that I am telling the truth.

Who says spring is silent? Who says spring comes and goes in a hurry? Even if the footsteps of spring are gentle, they will leave footprints. Although the pace of spring is fast, it will leave an intoxicating fragrance.

Who won't admit that the harbinger of spring is a small seed that has just sprouted? Who won't admit that the footprints of spring first stayed on the boundless land? Indeed, spring first appeared on the earth. When spring comes, everything on the earth can really be described as "changing with each passing day". In winter, the earth will lose its vitality and be covered with frost. But after winter, you will feel the same way. On the vast land, it seems that something is blooming at a certain moment, as if an irresistible force is budding: originally, everything is reviving, and tiny seeds are sticking out their green "little heads". In a few days, those small green seeds are half a foot high and completely engulf the barren land, as if to announce to the world that we are the footprints left by spring! Soon, the green land will deepen a layer of color, and gradually, there will be purple, () pale yellow and crimson flowers dotted in it, which looks like spring. This is the first step of the spring footprint!

So where will spring leave its footprints next? Where can I hear its footprints? The answer is in the sky. It is not difficult for us to find that the sky changes in spring. As long as it is sunny for a while after the cold winter, everyone will question themselves: Is spring coming? In spring, the sky is deep, the clouds are white and the sun is warm, so you can conclude that spring is coming because it has left footprints in the sky. If you lie on the grass with your back to the sky and look at the lovely blue sky and cotton-wool white clouds, you will have an unprecedented yearning. The cloudless blue sky in Wan Li is so soft and clean, just like a flawless blue sky. Look at that gloomy place again, just like pieces of cotton, which really makes people want to get into it and sleep. What's more, the protagonist Sun is even more gratifying. It will shed warm sunshine and shine on people, which will make you warm all over, just like your mother's caress and care when you were a child. In this way, against the background of blue sky, white clouds and sunshine, we will immediately be sure that the footprints of spring have been printed in the sky.

Where will the footprints of spring stay? It is the air everywhere. Every morning, when you open the window, you will feel refreshed and feel the freshness of nature. The air in spring seems to have a characteristic: in the morning, you are full of energy; At noon, make you sleepy; At night, it makes you fall asleep again. In short, it changes three times a day.

In mid-spring, when spring thunder rings occasionally, a few drops of spring rain will fall. The rain, though it kept raining, did not show how wet the ground was, only a refreshing coolness. Smell it hard, and you will find that there is an unspeakable taste in the spring rain, which is neither sweet nor bitter nor salty or sour, but fresh. Spring rain, like handfuls of soft dusters, sweeps away the dust on the ground and the troubles in people's hearts.

At this point, spring has left its footprints in every corner of the earth, which can be said to be ubiquitous in the environment of human life.

Spring brings the footprints of spring. In this footprint, everything is revived, and in this footprint, people are awakened.

How beautiful the footprints in spring are. Let's listen carefully to the footprints of spring and feel the beauty of nature!

Excellent composition 6 in senior high school comes from April Day written by Weng Juan, a poet in the Song Dynasty.

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

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This poem describes the early summer scene in the rural areas of the south of the Yangtze River (now Danxi Town, Yueqing City) in a simple way. The first two sentences focus on the scenery: green plains, Shirakawa, Zigui and misty rain, and a few strokes outline the unique scenery of the water town in early summer. The last two sentences are about people. The picture mainly highlights the image of farmers transplanting rice in paddy fields, thus setting off the tension and busyness of rural labor in April. Call before and answer after, interweaving into a colorful picture.

In April in the south of the Yangtze River, the hillside is green, Yuan Ye is green, and green trees, grass and seedlings are displayed in front of the poet, which is a world dominated by green. In the green Yuan Ye, rivers and canals crisscross, and the roads are full, flowing and white; Paddy fields filled with water are also white. Looking up, the green fields and the white water are all shrouded in faint smoke. Is that fog? A cigarette? No, it was a drizzle. From time to time, a few cuckoo calls came from the trees and the air. The first two sentences of the poem describe the scenery of Jiangnan in early summer, with broad vision and delicate brushwork; Bright colors and hazy artistic conception; Dynamic and static combination, vivid and colorful. "The rain is like smoke in the sound of the sub-gauge", and the drizzle like smoke seems to be summoned by the sub-gauge, which is particularly sense of realm.

"In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and only silkworms were planted in the fields." The last two sentences are about busy farming in early summer in Jiangnan. Mulberry picking, sericulture and transplanting are two major agricultural activities related to food and clothing. Now is the busy farming season, and every household is very busy. Don't take the last sentence of the poem too seriously, thinking that every family picks mulberry to feed silkworms first, and some people transport seedlings and some transplant them; Some people put silkworms into the field first, some people put silkworms into the field first, some people are only busy with one of them, and many people have to do something else. "Planting fields only when raising silkworms" is just a simplification, which outlines the busy atmosphere of rural farmers in April. As for not directly saying that people are too busy, but that there are few idle people, it is deliberately euphemistic and soothing, in order to maintain a calm and quiet tolerance in people's busy tension, and this calm and quiet is in harmony with the watercolor hazy colors described in the first two scenes.

Excellent composition of 5. 12 earthquake in senior seven. Come so suddenly, come so ... natural and man-made disasters, we can't stop them, but we have a loving heart.

What were you doing when the disaster came? The surprise attack didn't knock us down. Teachers, at that moment, did not think much, for the sake of students, kept rescuing. The house collapsed and she kept letting the students run away. In this disaster, some teachers gave their precious lives to save students, and some were interrupted by beams. They are excellent and worthy of the glorious title of "teacher".

After the disaster, people kept lending a helping hand. We will lend a helping hand when others need it. Officers and men entered the disaster area to save lives. They are racing against time, not against life. People all over the world are watching and shouting. Love, constantly transmitted, is like a torch. In the face of disaster, people did not flinch. All over the world, donate money and materials. The whole country is United in fighting disasters. Medicine, food ... are continuously transported to the disaster area. Volunteers, come to the front The war didn't defeat us, let alone a disaster. We have a loving heart and our relatives are waiting for our return.

We have a heart that loves the people we love and our home. No money can rebuild home, but life is only once, and precious life is tied to Qian Qian's heart. Don't give up, the people of China will never give up.

I got up early on the eighth day. I gently pushed open the window and saw that the ground was wet. I looked up and saw that it was raining again. I don't remember the first rain in autumn.

I got on my mother's bike and drove to school. The autumn wind blows on my face, and the drizzle gently kisses my cheek. From a distance, the earth seems to be covered with a faint veil, and the shadows and buildings in the distance are like a mirage, like a fairyland. The rain kept falling, and the gentle and beautiful autumn girl floated by in a soft gauze skirt, scattering the drizzle on the world, decorating a thick autumn color. As the saying goes, "an autumn rain is a cold." After several autumn rains, the weather is getting colder and colder. I have seen aunts with gloves and children with scarves. The rustling autumn wind makes people's heads shrink in their collars. On the way, people who go to work, school and send their children are rushing to their own places regardless of the wind and rain. The speed of vehicles on the road is much slower than usual, and the wheels are grinding on the wet ground, making a whoosh sound.

Looking at the vast autumn rain, I am a little eager for the bright sunshine in autumn. Let me relive the warmth of summer and imagine the laughter of harvest in the fields. ...