Senior two composition

In our daily study, work and life, we often come into contact with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. Have no clue when writing a composition? The following is my senior two composition, for your reference only, and I hope it will help you.

Composition of Senior Two 1 Secretly put a dream of traveling around the world, a persistence of never giving up, and a flickering firefly into the bag by chance.

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I left home in the dark that spring. I hope to get on the road and design a bright future for my spring.

I forgot my mother's nagging, my father's silence and my hometown's concern. Pack some spiritual food and a fearless dream and go to the distant fields alone. I don't know "he knows that the dew will frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home!" " Until I walked out of the house. I didn't touch spring water at home before, but now my hands are tortured to pieces. Looking back suddenly, I found that this world is really not worth nostalgia except for ideals.

A little bit polished by reality, losing its edges and sharpness. Hiding in the corner and taking out the book that has been with you for many years under the dim light is the real friend who never leaves. It seems that intentionally or unintentionally, it is he-Beethoven who catches your eye. Relive the "joke" that God played on him at the age of 26 again, which made him lose his hearing, but he had to "hold the throat of fate". He completely integrated his life into dreams and wrote an immortal symphony of destiny. Suffering in the world, adversity after adversity, made Beethoven's life. You finally understand that "only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world."

This is the test of life, you can't meet a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. So, I quietly grabbed it and put it in my bag.

That autumn, walking in the morning light. Raise the ideal sail, this autumn is extraordinary, you have to light your dreams yourself.

"The vicissitudes of life are unpredictable", the world is as prosperous as ever, and the road of life is full of sand. King Wen was arrested and played Zhouyi, while Zhong You wrote Chunqiu. Qu Yuan's exile was assigned to Li Sao. Zuo Qiu went blind and lost his Mandarin, and Sun Tzu's Art of War was revised. Before moving to Shu, Liu Lan and Han Fei were handed down from generation to generation, and they were imprisoned in Qin. They were difficult to say and lonely and angry, with 300 poems. Although your life is not humiliated like Sima Qian, you are burdened with the fate of your family, but you also have responsibilities on your shoulders.

Their meanness and vitriol are just bumps in the road of growth; Their distrust and "kindness" discourage them from giving up and regard them as bedtime books on their way home; You are the only one who can beat you. There are so many mouths and embarrassing words in the world. Since there is no way to make it clear one by one, cover your ears and follow the original road step by step, leaving them far behind.

You know this is a thorn in the road to success, and the winding journey will send you to the other side of success. So, gently put a little persistence and humiliation into the bag.

In this world, all kinds of people pack their bags in the dull, good and bad, learn to pack a little warmth and affection in their bags to fight against this world, and a little firefly to light up the journey. The prosperity of the world is always beyond poetry and distance. Pack your bags, meet the morning light, and start from your heart. People who really want to go always say nothing.

In the prepared bags, on the way to growth, you have me!

A group of young people spent 7749 days building a canoe. They were very happy on the cruise. Happiness, a simple and complicated word. Complex because many people try their best to get happiness in life, but it backfires. Simple because it is not difficult to get happiness. The starting point is self-improvement, the achievement is sincere, and the result obtained after the struggle process is our happy capital.

Struggle is the capital of happiness After experiencing the ups and downs for happiness, watching the results of your own struggle, happiness will involuntarily emanate from your heart. And how can we get happiness through hard work?

Happiness requires the concerted efforts of all Qi Xin. A group of young people have gained happiness through cooperation. In real life, some enterprises struggle for profits at all costs, and finally get troubles created by their opponents. Li Ka-shing, the richest man in China, deserves to be called a great entrepreneur. He has always been sincere to others, influenced his opponents with practical actions, cooperated with them, and gained happiness after his achievements. Happiness is not far away. Cooperation generates strength, provides capital for struggle and brings us closer to the other side of happiness.

If you want to be happy, you should try to take action. Only by making long-term efforts can young people have a happy return. Looking for happiness is actually very simple and does not need luxury goods to pave the way. I can remember when I was a child, we successfully built a small building with building blocks, and we learned to ride a bike for the first time. After racking our brains, we finally solved a difficult problem. At those moments, were we full and happy? Imagine that those working people who live at the bottom of society live by their own efforts, and they are all very happy; And those who steal chickens and steal dogs and use black-hearted money, will their uneasy hearts be happy? The happiness we feel is a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

Life is like building a boat. What matters is the process, which is the figure of 7749 days' efforts and cooperation with people. Only those who live such a real life can find their own happiness.

Liu Yuxi once said: take constant as the body and innovation as the way. The so-called gentleman's way begins with self-improvement. Then happiness will follow.

Struggle is the capital of happiness Struggle is a climbing process, and one day you will pick the fruits of happiness; Struggle is also a bricklaying process, and one day you will happily build a tall building; Struggle is a growing process, in which we benefit, mature and get happiness.

Senior two 3 composition composition A person's late night, a person's song, sitting here quietly, listening to the gentle and beautiful words on the radio, my heart is infinitely carefree. Only then did I realize that I was not alone on this lonely night. How many times you are not alone, how many nights you are not alone, but the time without company is not as terrible as imagined. What really scares people is the desolation of the mind.

I often walk alone in the deserted desert. Without direction, I don't know the way home I really want to feel a sense of belonging and know where my home is, but there is no voice to answer where I can accommodate all of you. Although happiness is greater than sadness, being alone at such a moment will always highlight some loneliness. Unfortunately, my life is often like this.

I live on a broken boat every day. I don't know when a fierce tide will hit, and a big wave will drown the boat. There is always a moment in the day when you are occupied by panic. At this moment, you will long for someone to hug you by your side and eliminate all your worries and troubles, but such an opportunity is rare, and you will lose one point if you use it once. No one can stand by you forever, and no one's life can be lonely for a moment, but this can't be the shackles of our longing for warmth and pursuit of happiness when we are alone. No matter how big the storm is, as long as you have love and hope, this great ship of life will keep driving until the other side.

When you think about these years, you are really lonely. I have been unwilling and tried, but I still can't get an eternal feeling. Lively, cold and cheerless, people around you come and go, stop and go, these people are hard to keep, fate has already doomed their own trajectory, and it is only a matter of time before a certain moment comes, but I still don't think so.

Growing up alone with me, no one taught me how to be smooth, so I often got black and blue all over myself. Whenever something happens, I will blame myself first and never think about the essence of the problem. In fact, sometimes I am not wrong, but my heart is fragile and it is difficult to be as free and easy as others. I can't afford to lose and hurt my self-esteem. These are just excuses. There is no right or wrong in the world of friendship. Like each other and be together. Get together if you don't like it, or leave if you don't like it. If you really pay, you don't have to regret it. Even if the other person leaves, at least they will accompany you for a certain period of time. Eternity is precious, but rare in the world. It's better to open your eyes to the world, look forward to new scenery and cherish the people who are with you now. Maybe you are alone, but please believe that that person will always appear, but there is a traffic jam on the way here.

Generally speaking, it is good to have company, but the taste of a person is ok. In the lonely night, quietly enjoy a touching song, and this night will no longer be lonely.

Kuafu's footsteps fell on the ground, and the sunshine hidden behind the clouds began to dry up. Everything in the world is gradually cooling down, and the dark gray vision hangs over the depressed earth. Since entering1February, the temperature has plummeted, and the cold current rolling into the body has frozen the soul. Lonely reeds fluttered alone in the fields, and one's footsteps fluttered on the bluestone road, endless and cold.

The temperature in winter began to fail, and the unscrupulous wind swept the cold and walked proudly on the vast land. Dust flying everywhere, gradually thin branches and leaves, making a meaningless final struggle in the rustling wind.

Standing still or shaking, this is not something a tree can do by itself. The grass holds its breath with a faint breath, the unknown birds whisper, and the heartbeat of the years abides by the unique solemnity of winter.

Into the fields, into the desolate December. Under the dark sky, the backbone of winter is exposed, the dry rivers whisper day and night, and the souls of all things are silent in the broken and depressed land.

Feeling winter with your eyes is a shallow ink painting. Looking around, nothing grows, nothing grows. The mountains farther away have lost their former colors, desolate and lifeless.

Feeling winter with your ears is a faint guzheng song. Confused and sad notes are carefully played by the hand of the wind. Open your ears and listen to a river and a mountain gently playing the rhythm of sadness.

The cognition of winter begins with a cold current. In this cold season, I searched for various impressions of winter, but all my worries were frozen and all my memories in the corner of my mind gave in.

Standing in the tuyere of winter, watching the dead leaves and dust flying all over the sky fluttering in mid-air, watching the faint sunshine climb from one hill to another. Unconsciously gave birth to a lot of sad complex. Lying in the arms of winter, listening to the moaning of dead branches and leaves not far away, listening to the whistling of the wind blowing from one place to another. There are many feelings that lament the impermanence of the season for no reason.

Heart, began to inexplicable melancholy. The water in the body was secretly dried. Under the empty sky, I feel like a grain of dust floating in the wind, wandering in the vast wilderness.

The mood is steep and heavy. The sadness accumulated in the clouds is exposed to the winter sun, and the bleak thoughts in the cold air are measured by the time of the years. In winter, an iron tower stands at the waist.

Forward or backward? Wandering footsteps are stiff in the wilderness in the wind. The ups and downs of dead leaves compose the mood at the moment, and ultraviolet rays cannot touch the coldest heart.

I am absent-minded, I am absent-minded. When my sleeping thoughts were frozen, the bookmark of time fell into the vast world and was drowned in the cold air flow in winter with the wind.

When I was very young, I was jealous. Jealous of others is better than me, jealous of others' achievements above me, jealous ...

Whenever I fail, my heart is sour and my face is red. At that time, I felt that I had lost face in my heart. It's different now, time flies, and the erased memory can never come back. I know, if you lose, you lose. As long as you stand up again and work hard, that's the best.

Six years passed lazily. I know I spent too much time, so I will use the rest instead. I think it must be irreparable! If I had spent more time on my studies, if I had listened to my parents and understood that "time is easy, it is not for people to decide at all", I would not be entangled after graduation!

Every day is not easy, and two days of vacation a week are spent on study. I remember watching TV and playing computer as soon as I finished my homework on Saturday, 1~ Sunday! How relaxed I am compared with these days! Relaxing study means putting yourself on a road with no future. I don't want to have no future when I grow up, because I need an achievement, one that represents my future career and can show off.

I was a little busy when I was in junior high school. Busy with exams at school, busy studying for junior high school grades! I used to be happy and sad, but this time I have become even colder.

I think I am enthusiastic, but everyone likes to call me a "cold-blooded animal". I like to jump occasionally, and sometimes I say something unexpected like a boy ... all kinds, I'm just an ordinary girl! I was completely defeated by my studies, and I remembered my bittersweet day, almost every day! I don't know if God can't see the past, which makes me wake up gradually: without good grades, there will be no next sky!

My friends find that I seem to have changed a lot (only my best friend can understand), and they all ask me, what's the matter? What's the matter with you? ..... This comforting word rings in my ear.

Dear friends! Although learning is holding me back, I am a little helpless, although I am a little confused about my future life path. However, please don't doubt that I haven't changed. I am still your once sour and sweet baby!

Life is a thick book, and every page records the footprints of people's growth. Childhood is a dream; A teenager is a painting; Youth is a poem.

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The wind chimes of the years have been shaking and shaking, and unconsciously, they have been ups and downs for fourteen spring and autumn. Grandma said, "I haven't seen you for a few days. This child has really grown up and grown taller. " Mother said: "I finally grew up and understood the hard work of my parents." "The teacher said," You have grown up, and now you can take the initiative to study. "... I also feel that I have really grown up and become more and more mature.

"Teacher, when can I grow up?" In the file of kindergarten growth, I left my immature voice. Colorful comic books give me endless fun. When I was a child, I always wanted to grow up quickly. At that time, I just wanted to live independently when I grew up and not be "oppressed" by my parents. Breakfast is made by my parents, clothes are worn by my parents, and the bed is managed by my parents ... Although my parents gave me a lot of warmth, I feel that everything is not my own. Therefore, I am eager to grow up, eager to grow up quickly.

Flowers bloom and fall, autumn wind and autumn rain, and another autumn comes naturally. Finally, I am in the second grade of primary school. My mother said to me, "You are no longer young. Take care of yourself in life." So, I have my own small world-a three-square-meter hut. This is really exciting. I finally have my own home and can take care of myself. In this small world, reading has become my greatest pleasure. Watching the Gadfly, I can't help but be moved by the family that I can't give up. Watching the science fiction "Mysterious World" makes me flap my imagination, adding some mystery and beauty to the story. I am intoxicated in the sea of books. Books are the source of wisdom and the ladder of human progress. Accompanied by Mo Yunshu, I grew up day by day.

"Flowers will reopen one day, and people are no longer young." When the rain and dew in the flower season moistened my heart, I gradually matured. I'm going to step into the threshold of junior high school life. This is the life I really yearn for.

Looking back on the past days, I left a series of crooked footprints on the road of growth, with pain and joy, enrichment and loss. Although I miss my childhood paradise, I still hope to grow up. "The ancient and modern scrolls will never be seen, and a window will send a fleeting time." I want to pick the waves of wisdom, constantly enrich, enrich and improve myself, and live every day happily and meaningfully in the reverie and expectation of a better life.

"It's good to grow up!" In my growth file, I wrote down my motto.

Composition 7: A cup of coke, a book of Thorn Birds has not been opened. Quietly listen to the voices of people around you, silently look at people coming and going outside the window, and be the most competent spectator. Coke is slightly irritating and swaying on the tip of the tongue, which seems to be a kind of intoxication.

At the moment, there are all kinds of people, family members, lovers, girlfriends and so on in the store, and of course, I am a spectator, watching other people's actions, especially when you lock in an interested and curious person, you can't help but guess all this, just for entertainment! There is always a stall selling mutton skewers outside. I wonder how he will feel when he hears the excessive behavior of some people in Xinjiang ... I am still here, watching them laugh and laugh. Are these people passers-by in life? Fate, this is a wonderful thing. Many people have chatted without meeting each other. Every choice in life makes you meet different people on that ever-changing road. Sometimes, a small choice is bound to make you miss some people and meet others at the same time. So, you don't have to regret that fate hasn't arrived, but you haven't met them yet. There are many people in the future, maybe you. It seems that every time I visit a bookstore, I can't help buying books. I have hoarded some books and haven't read them yet. My hobby of collecting books remains the same, just like I collect train tickets (high-speed rail tickets). When I have a holiday and others are busy, I must learn to entertain myself. Fortunately, I have been learning very well. I looked at the seat next to me. It was empty. Suddenly there were fewer people in the shop. There may not be many people who are so comfortable and free now. The wind is still blowing outside. Will it rain? I won't talk because I was trapped by the weather forecast once yesterday. Sit down for a while, and then go shopping for my sister. I'm going on a shopping spree again. The child's energy is always strong, and I move my watch without scruple. I think we should cherish the silly stage. The passage of time sometimes wears away your stupidity and even numbs your heart with cold. Don't become a doll for the sake of utility. A coke is almost at the bottom. Maybe it's time to say goodbye to ta. The cold coke refreshed the whole person. What are you doing at the moment? Waiting for someone? Waiting for the bus? Chatting and doing homework? The scenery of the road of life is changing every day. Do you like the scenery of today's trip?

I really like the scenery of today's trip!

I was lying in a hospital bed, and I thought I should write down this short experience.

Every stage of life, every day, the mentality will be different. If you don't record it now, and write it with a memory mentality in the future, the text will definitely be biased.

Another morning after working overtime.

Morning, after 5 o'clock.

It's already summer, and at this time, it's already foggy.

Because I stayed up too late the night before, I barely woke up after the alarm clock rang, and the whole person was exhausted.

It is the earliest long-distance train, a watertight beginning.

In the waiting room, no one is in the mood to get up early and take pictures in circles, just want to get on the bus to catch up on sleep.

Sometimes, I am sleepy, but I may not be able to sleep.

Bump to your destination.

On Thursday, June 1 Sunday, it was already the day to go to work, and there were obviously many more people in the hospital than that holiday.

At the appointed time, we arrived at the designated floor.

Show me your papers, bills, take your blood pressure and sign some forms.

The nurse said to pay at the manual desk first.

The cost is a bit high, four or five times higher than we thought in advance.

It hurts, but there is no other way.

Pay the fee, sign the name, and go to the nurse according to the designated floor.

Because the floor is a little high, in the spirit of energy saving, the hospital divides the elevator into single-storey parking and double-storey parking.

Silly and confused about how to take the bus, the two later climbed several floors directly.

Find the place where the nurse said, register and allocate beds.

Then wait, see a doctor and take a blood test.

I heard from the nurse that the trip was full that day, and sure enough, I waited from 8: 00 a.m. to 9: 00 p.m. after a nap.

Being a doctor is also a very hard job.

Everything is unknown.

I lay on the long four-wheeled stretcher at the door and took off all my metal ornaments, including my glasses.

Watching rows of incandescent lamps slide across the ceiling, I heard the sound of wheels rolling.

Get in the elevator and get out of the elevator.

I don't wear glasses, everything is hazy, but everything is strange and cold.

I was a little nervous. I couldn't see around clearly. I just followed the stretcher in and out until I entered a small room.

It was a long time before I found that there were other women in the room lying on a four-wheeled stretcher in hospital gown like me.

In order to eliminate tension, we communicate with each other. She has been here before. She is older than me and has a better attitude than me.

The nurse came to thread the needle. I dare not look, and I can't see clearly. All I know is that it hurts a little, more than drawing blood.

Later it was an intravenous drip. I always thought it was anesthetic, so I wouldn't be nervous when I slept.

This is not an anesthetic. I'm tired, but I'm sober. My throat is blocked and I feel out of breath.

The nurse said, take a deep breath. I'm so nervous.

Because it was just an examination, I was pushed into the operating room before other women.

In a small room, many beige machines and equipment support the floor, some are hung from the ceiling, and some are from the equipment.

No matter how time flies like water, I stood there and did nothing meaningful except sigh. Li Bai's Preface to My Brother's Spring Banquet in Peach Blossom Garden says that "the husband of heaven and earth is the inverse of everything; Time flies, a hundred generations of passers-by. " It's actually very free and easy. People are on the way to death from birth. After so many disappointments, reluctance, parting of life and death, joys and sorrows, it's time to go. Sometimes, we have to intrigue, and sometimes, we have to kill each other. But in this life, it's hard. Why don't you do things according to your own wishes? I am a silly girl by nature. I don't want to leave this world with a mask I don't like after years of baptism. They said, I will get hurt like this, and I am not afraid. As long as I don't go against my heart, I believe God will take care of me. I remember a saying, "The simpler, the happier." I like it because I am very happy now.

Get up in the morning, no matter what time, there is always a hot meal. I'm really, really satisfied. Occasionally unreasonable, play a little temper, there will be family, friends, classmates tolerance, I will feel warm in my heart.

I said "I love you, Dad" to my father this morning and asked him to reply coquettishly. I am very happy. At the moment when my father answered "Girl, I love you", I really felt that I was the happiest child in the world. I have such a good father, who dotes on me and loves me. I am very grateful to my father for always buying me fairy tales and fables such as Arabian Nights, Aesop's Fables and Andersen's Fairy Tales, which helped me distinguish good from evil, beauty and ugliness early and shaped my simple character. Although my father's education level is not high, in my heart, he is the most important first teacher in my life. Without the book he bought me when I was a child, I would be so complicated, so terrible and so unreasonable now.

Also, I am glad that I have a peaceful, warm and harmonious family atmosphere. Although not so rich, it gave me a happy childhood. In my home, there is no smoke, no war, and even no small quarrel. I won't be scared every day like other children.

My father's friends all know that I study well, my mother's friends all say that I am tall and my friends all praise me. I'm really, really satisfied. Even the neighbors said when they met, I would definitely get the key points. ...

You see, in the seventeen years of my life, I met so many good people who have always loved me and made me a silly girl grow up happily. Although you can't all be the only one for me, you will never be without you!

Today, I am 18 years old. I want to live this simple and happy life forever, silly, silly, lazy and quiet, okay?

Standing at the end of 19 years old, staring at the door of 20 years old, I don't know what kind of hope or sadness is hidden behind the door. Once upon a time, I was fascinated by hiding in the corner for a while and quietly missed a growing palm print.

Childhood is very clear to me. At that time, everything was so simple, from babbling to toddler, from calling my parents for the first time to circling around my parents, I didn't know how to grow up. Childhood

I always like to look up at the sky and look forward to a kite that can soar in the blue sky. That blue sky dream, like my father's promise, is full of my immature life mileage.

"The blood-stained picture of the red mountains and rivers is not as good as a little cinnabar between your eyebrows. It will cover the whole world, but it will always be prosperous." How sincere is Nalan Rong Ruo's faint sadness? Youth begins when I am ignorant. Teenagers don't know what it's like to worry, but to experience youth, the ship of life has quietly crossed in this fearless day, and the passionate youth has just set sail.

Senior three is a black time. The rainbow dream in my heart is always worried that I can't stand the baptism of the monthly exam. The most unbearable and helpless thing is self-study day and night. How I imagine the new green outside the window, but I am afraid of losing the distance between reality and dreams. I never thought how my self-confidence would be lost in the memory of youth, but sweat finally tested my persistence. ...

That year, I chose to start over, because I didn't want to live up to my rainbow dream. That year, I bid farewell to my inner cowardice, dried my tears and told myself what it means to have no regrets. When the journey of spring sees the joy of victory, when the excited sweat blooms on the face of victory, youth knows the true meaning of growth.

The footprints of growth are different, and the dream is a drizzle in memory after all. Grow like a light rain in spring; Grow like the wind blowing in the shade of trees in summer; Grow like dead leaves dancing lightly with the wind in autumn; Grow like snow falling quietly in winter ...

How do childhood kites soar above the blue sky and white clouds, and how do teenagers' rainbow dreams achieve the beauty of their youth? The pace of growth is deep or shallow, full of youthful poems.

The flowers of youth bloom and fall, and the fleeting moment of youth can't erase any beautiful corner, because in the process of growing up, I know what is waste and what is spring flowers.