10 seventh grade composition _ supported object composition.

There are always people whose qualities make people sing praises for them, and people can't help but express their feelings through the things they support. The following is a summary of my seventh grade 10 composition. Welcome to read and share. I hope it will help everyone.

The seventh grade 1 expresses one's wishes by supporting things.

"It is still strong, and it is the wind of east, west, north and south." Every time I think of this poem, I will see the indomitable bamboo tree in my mind. How many heroes like bamboo died in the long river of history, but their achievements were recorded in history and immortal.

Yue Fei, a famous anti-gold star, fought bravely at the front. 8 8 8 Jin Jun was startled when he heard the name of Yue Jiajun. I don't know why, I seem to see the idea in Yue Fei's heart, defending my Dasong and recovering lost ground. It's a pity that this generation of heroes hanged themselves in the storm pavilion on trumped-up charges. This is the courage of bamboo to die rather than surrender.

Li Qingzhao, a generation of poets, sang that "things are wrong and people do everything" and "cold and lonely, sad and miserable". When the country breaks down, the woman is physically inferior to the man, but her heart is stronger than the man. Seeing the corruption and incompetence of the Song Dynasty, she was worried about the country and the people, and she was already "thinner than a yellow flower". What a noble sentiment This is the soul and loyalty of bamboo.

Li Bai, a poet in Tang Dynasty, was heroic, romantic and bohemian. As soon as he heard the imperial edict, he sang, "Go out with a smile. We are Artemisia." Hey! How free and easy, until he entered the palace, he asked Gao Lishi to take off his boots, and the imperial concubine held the inkstone for him. From then on, he offended the villain and was expelled from the palace. He also sang boldly, "Oh, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen?" This is Li Bai! What a Li Bai! Perseverance is free and easy, proudly noble! This is the quality of bamboo!

In order to say that bamboo and wood are also determined to win; Say that gentlemen love bamboo and wood; Those who love bamboo are proud of wood!

Level 7, Level 2, Writing with Object and Expression.

Orchids, five orchids have been planted on Shumin fertilizer, and there are still ten autumns: they are all showing their wonderful lives, ah, one big and one small. It has been ringing for a while, but it has not been discovered so far. It is still in the Lord's heart, instead of never fighting for beauty, it is slowly presented to people in obscurity. Speaking of which, do people really have to be proud all their lives and compare themselves with others? This is useless in my eyes, my intestines hurt myself. I have said it many times, and people still think so.

What makes me angry is that those people live in a delicate world and show all the details of their lives, and orchids, too, have their own beauty and remain the same without external interference. Does it have to be more elegant than Dan? Is seclusion better than chrysanthemum? No, its nature is not in tune with the outside world. Even if there is a grass in this flowerpot, he doesn't often laugh at it and opens his eyes happily. Everything goes well. "Come, come, come, let me tell you." That makes him willing to help you no matter how bad his grades are, even if life is so small and weak, it is strong in others' hearts! Politics says, how can you look at other people's appearance? Others are inner beauty, and everything is beautiful.

Lan, born big, strong and unyielding. Lofty and refined, people who are proud of Gao Ning must be friendly at heart. Right eyebrow: Strong vitality, such people bring their own light.

The composition of holding an object to express one's wishes is Grade 7 and Grade 3.

Mountains are connected in the distance, and green trees cover the sea like huge waves.

There is a big tree, lonely as a forgotten sentry, standing with a cracked body, without a sad or happy gesture, silent but proud, looking at the distance.

In winter, the leaves are in the wind, the trees stand there without saying a word, and the branches still reach into the sky.

In spring, trees take on a new green color. The wind gently shook the branches, and two leaves floated down slightly and landed peacefully in the soil.

In summer, the leaves of the trees are lush, and the sun shines through the cracks in the trees, leaving almost no trace. The heavy rain is coming, give passers-by, give birds a stop.

In autumn, the clouds are light and the trees are not as dense as before, but they are also full of vitality. Trees try to take root and grow up just to resist the coming north wind.

Flowers on the roadside compete for beauty, fascinate bees, attract butterflies, attract passers-by to stop and stay, and trees are naturally forgotten, but how can trees care about these? Maybe he doesn't understand, maybe he doesn't want to. As always, he opened a giant umbrella for people coming and going, and gave the tired birds a home.

Looking into the distance, I once planted a small sapling in that corner. At this moment, did he become huge and dense? Did he bow to the wind and rain? At this moment, is he standing proudly, waving branches slightly towards the sky and the sun to express his blessings and greetings to me?

When I passed by today, I looked at the tree and touched the scars carved in the sky of years. The vicissitudes of the branches witnessed the wind and rain all the way. He opened a huge green umbrella and covered the shade.

If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a tree, standing in eternity, without the gesture of sadness and joy, half peacefully in the soil, half flying in the wind, half in the shade, half bathed in the sun, very silent, very proud, never relying on, and never looking for it. -San Mao

In my dream, I made a tree, and its branches still reach the sky, very silent, very proud, never proud, never looking for it.

The composition of holding something to express your wishes is Grade 7 and Grade 4.

Looking up at the window, I couldn't help but stop.

The sparrows in the yard are in full bloom, only to see a light blue mixed with a little pink purple, like a piece of blue silk inlaid with stars, laid down from the shed, making the yard look unique. Seemingly gentle and flowing, silky, gently touching people's hearts.

A breeze blew, and the faint fragrance of sparrows lingered on the nose, as if the surrounding air was also stained with cyan, and it became green and not rich and vulgar. There are no gorgeous roses, small osmanthus flowers and stunning epiphyllum, but they have unique charm.

Every flower is covered with buds and the flowers are pushing each other. "I want to blossom!" I want to blossom! "Looking around, it looks like a string of small bells hanging on the green leaves, and it looks like a sparrow standing in pairs among the green leaves.

Under every blooming flower, there is a small hook that directly captures people's hearts. Like a bulging pocket, and like a bird that can only wait for its mother to feed it, its belly is bulging. What's the fairy dew and honey?

My thoughts can't help drifting out of the window to a place full of sparrows. ...

The sparrow in front of me is small and lovely. I stood there staring and gently folded off a poppy. I was dumbfounded by the sight in front of me, holding a small sparrow flower in my hand. A bunch of pushing and shoving sparrows seemed to be disturbed by my reckless behavior, and the vacant branches were particularly abrupt, which could not help but sting my eyes. Suddenly, some bright red "blood" slowly flowed out from the tip of the broken branch and landed on the cold floor. That bright red is particularly cruel in a piece of green. The remaining sparrows seemed to groan in pain, and even begged me humbly: "I am so miserable!" " I am in pain! Don't pick me. "At that moment, I couldn't help feeling pity, as if I had been gouged out by a sharp sword, and my heart ached so much that I couldn't breathe.

If I hadn't picked this little flower for my own benefit, would this poetic scene leave more elegance to the world? These sparrows should be very painful. How sinful it is for me to break its waist like this!

An elegant sparrow flower made me realize that everything has life. We should all respect and treat them well!

Ah! Sparrow, thank you!

The composition of holding an object to express one's wishes is Grade 7 and Grade 5.

Lilacs are as white as snow and covered with branches like stars. Peeking at pedestrians from the wall makes people turn around. Cicada sings Pinellia ternata. Against this green leaf, as long as you look carefully, you can easily find clusters of fairy flowers wrapped in green leaves-lilacs. ...

I saw them holding each other's arms and competing to open, and the delicate petiole was covered with a few small leaves like green petals, which were made during the day. Petals are really small and delicate, and they stretch out with all their strength, trying to soar in the sky, dance in the wind and explore the outside world, thus revealing a little stamen. The front looks like a shining little star in the night sky, with a mysterious beauty. One after another, one after another ... Suddenly, a breeze blew, and clusters of flowers swayed with the wind, like a string of small wind chimes. Looking closely, each flower was like a small horn that was broadcasting, whispering something to me gently. ...

Lilac flowers are slender and weak, and the flower tube is slightly longer, giving people a feeling of wanting to let go. Scholars of all ages used lilac flowers as a medium to convey elegance and solemnity and meaningful feelings. Niuqiao's famous article: "Since Nanpu Bie, I am worried when I see lilacs"; There is also a famous saying in Yin 'e: "If you want to express your sadness, cloves are in your heart." ...

This reminds me of that summer, when a few sparse lilacs in my hometown opened, which were faint lavender and enjoyed the flowers with her. In an instant, white lilacs flashed in front of me. Although lilacs are sparse, they are also blooming enthusiastically. It is precisely that kind of sparsity that makes them come with an oil-paper umbrella like lilacs, which is somewhat similar to her figure, elegant and fresh. This fantastic scene left a deep mark in my heart. ...

This clove is really like a knot, which is an inseparable sadness and parting. It seems that pieces of white and lavender "snowflakes" are falling quietly in the rainy and lingering May, and the faint fragrance stores faint sad lilacs, which "breeds" a vision for the future and a warm dream with some melancholy nostalgia. Love, time with her; Think about the beautiful scenery under the lilac tree; I hope that she is waiting for me ... such as Dai Wangshu's poem: "Lilacs are like a girl with sorrow".

The composition of holding objects to express one's wishes is grade seven and grade six.

There are many plants in our community. My favorite is the creeper attached to every building.

No one knows how long these creepers have existed, only that they have existed for a long time. Parthenocissus tricuspidata has many small suction cups, which cling to the wall tightly and let itself climb up safely.

From a distance, the green leaves look like a green blanket, green. The wind blew gently, and the leaves rubbed against each other, making a rustling sound, as if whispering.

In spring, Parthenocissus tricuspidata sticks out its little green head, which is small and sharp. The leaves look greener when the sun shines.

In summer, the scorching sun scorches the earth, and many flowers and plants hang their heads in the sun. Only Parthenocissus tricuspidata is still facing the scorching sun, growing tenaciously and refusing to yield!

Autumn, autumn is crisp and breezy. Many leaves have fallen, but Parthenocissus tricuspidata is still green, and only the leaves at the edges are slightly yellow.

In winter, the cold wind howled, and Parthenocissus tricuspidata shivered with cold. Some leaves also fell, gently falling on the snow.

I love this humble reptile. It adds some green and vitality to our community.

The composition of holding something to express one's wishes is grade seven, grade seven.

In March, lilacs begin to bloom.

I don't want to compete with flowers, but I want to smile in the spring breeze; There are no fireflies and butterflies as decorations, but I beg the breeze to take away her fragrance.

Among the flowers, his color is darker than before, only a faint lavender, sending a faint notice of life to the sky. Sadly, alas, there is a remnant cloud on the horizon.

It happened in March, and there was no shortage of rain in Jiangnan. A little song humming by the oil-paper umbrella, sad and melancholy. In the deep alleys of ancient times, there were old houses hidden in the ruins. The rain as big as beans rolled down from the tip of the tile and merged with the accumulated water on the ground, leaving ripples as marks.

Sad, confused, lavender.

A long rain lane, a decaying fence wall, and a lilac flower sticking out between two bricks leave enough eyes. The water drops falling from the umbrella tip pierce the bud's static state, and then drive the water drops lying on the bud to fall and splash the mossy stone steps.

I can't help reaching out to touch the rainy bud, but I feel pity when I look at the sad lilac.

The drizzle, drifting with the wind, and the silent rain lane are like sadness and confusion. Rain and fog in the air blurred my eyes, and then I looked at the lilac. This little bud seems to contain all the troubles and knots in the world.

Disappointed, getting closer; Outside the lane, it is colorful.

The spring rain slowed down the pace of landing until the water on the lake became still. The rain finally stopped, stopped in the sadness of lilacs, no longer lingering with the wind in early spring, and was safely located in Jiangnan humming a ditty.

Think long term! This lilac outside the lane, in early spring, forgot to bloom with all the flowers outside the lane, and continued the sad song of rain alone in this long and lonely ancient fragrance.

Level 7, Level 8, Writing with Content and Expression

"Nanxuan has solitary pine, and Keye is self-sufficient. When you are in the clouds, go straight to thousands of feet. "

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When I was a child, I often listened to my mother tell stories about pine trees. In my memory, it is evergreen and tenacious, and it has been mentioned again and again, just like Chen Yi's poem "The snow is loose, the pine is straight and straight". You know, it is noble until it snows. "Praise its character and spirit.

Later on a mountain, I really saw it. The bark is as rough as other trees, but the trunk is so straight, pointing to the sky like a sword, and the light of the sword is terrifying; Like a soldier guarding the frontier, he didn't slack off. Other leaves around have already fallen, and blowing in the wind has turned to dust, leaving only a bare trunk, while its needle-like leaves are still green and boundless.

I was digging bamboo shoots by the tree, but I didn't find them. I noticed it again during the break. I asked my mother, "What kind of tree is this?" Mother looked at it and replied, "This is a pine tree!" " "A word from mom" is a pine tree! ""Aroused a thousand waves in my heart, looking up for a long time, I couldn't help reciting Li Bai's "There are solitary pines in Nanxuan, and Keye is self-sufficient". The breeze has been shaking its branches, and it has been so pleasant and pleasant all day. The shadows of trees are covered with green moss, and the autumn clouds are dyed green. When entering the clouds, go straight to thousands of feet. "It is the pine tree at the top of the mountain in front of us, which vividly interprets this noble and proud quality with Lingyun's mind!

This old pine tree used to be just a small sapling on the edge of a barren mountain. No one cares about it, but it doesn't care about other people's opinions. Although it is an ordinary and lonely small tree, it has the dream of towering trees!

It is helpless. It struggles to support its dreams when the scorching sun breaks out, exercises itself consciously when the strong wind strikes, and holds the ground tightly when it rains heavily, only waiting for ten years to "blossom and bear fruit". One day, it will grow into a big tree, which is extremely thick and luxuriant and admired by people.

Should people be like a pine tree, unmoved by setbacks, aim high, temper themselves at all times and rush out of their own world?

The composition of holding something to express your wishes is Grade 7 and Grade 9.

The last ray of sunshine in the morning slanted on the banyan tree. Dew dripped quietly from the tip of the leaf, slipped to the ground and rippled. Rain moistens the earth.

There is a century-old banyan tree downstairs in my house, and its branches and leaves are already higher than the gray wall on the side. It hangs over us like an obstacle. Chu Yang jumped over the tip of the blade and glistened with dew. Its roots have floated on the water, thick and continuous, and broken bricks have grown out. The trunk is wrapped by roots, and the longer it is, the thicker it becomes.

In summer, the typhoon is coming, and the wind is just blowing gently, without any sign of it. However, this is just the silence before the storm, which is terrible! The window suddenly shook, and the big tree in front of it swayed from side to side, blowing harder and harder, and the whole tree was dancing. After a while, a rainstorm struck, and the raindrops like soybeans hit the banyan tree. It stands in the soil regardless of the wind and rain, and only branches and leaves hover in the air. What about the other trees next to it? It was already blown to the ground by the strong wind ... After a night, the rain stopped and the wind stopped. Looking around, only it is safe and sound, and its head is still high.

In autumn, the evergreen maple leaves are as red as fire, the ginkgo leaves are as yellow as gold, and the chrysanthemums bloom beautifully. It is not a star in autumn, but it still wears beautiful green clothes. The little tree opposite is lonely, only the trunk is left, and the leaves fall to the ground. The banyan stands there, still the same.

Its "belly" is filled with truth. Its vines are falling off one by one, which is a symbol of old age. Rattan bridge, brown, thin and brittle, breaks when pulled. Its rings deepen, encrypt and add more. ...

It has witnessed the changes of surrounding seasons and countless natural disasters. ...

The century-old banyan tree is a symbol of perseverance.

The century-old banyan tree overcame everything with its own strength.

A century-old banyan tree will never bow to setbacks.

The century-old banyan tree is the source of life enlightenment.

It brought me countless strength, supported me, and made me understand a lot in confusion. ...

Chu Yang quietly took it away when it was in its prime, but it still stood there, as tall as ever.

Seventh grade composition with a token of meaning, 10.

One rainy afternoon, I stood at the window, looking at the flowers and trees in the city, looking at the world wet by the rain, and my thoughts had already drifted away. ...

I remember that morning, I went to school as usual, the sun was shining, the birds were singing beautiful songs on the branches, and I couldn't help humming a ditty. But the weather is changeable. Last class, it's cloudy outside, and it's going to rain. I was so depressed that I seemed to see myself as a "drowned rat".

Sure enough, it rained cats and dogs just after school. I had no choice but to get on my bike and run home in the rain. But things didn't go as smoothly as expected. The rain didn't stop, but it rained harder and harder. In desperation, I had to find a corner to escape, and I wanted to wait until the rain subsided before going home. However, after a long time, the rain didn't stop at all. Feeling more and more depressed, stamping impatiently, inadvertently found a small flower! A flower slapped by heavy rain! Huge raindrops hit the flowers again and again, and the branches and leaves trembled, but the flowers did not give in to the heavy rain. They stood upright in the wind. What power is this! No matter how hard the stone is, it may be corroded by water for a long time, not to mention a small flower, a small flower! Suddenly, my depression was dispelled by the amazing vitality of that flower. I seem to understand something, turn around, get on my bike and rush into the rainstorm.

When I got home, that unknown little flower hovered in my heart and lingered. I am not even as good as a flower. It's up to parents to have some difficulties in life. I always want my parents to help me solve my problems, and I always want to back down when I encounter difficulties. When can I grow up? Although the rain is arrogant, it will naturally be defeated if we are not afraid of the wind and rain. A slender flower can still face the wind and rain tenaciously, so what am I afraid of?

It's another rainy day, standing in front of the window, and the little flower stands in the wind and rain. I clearly feel a flower blooming quietly in my heart.

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