Umbrella composition

In daily study, work or life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative method to express a theme through words. In order to make your composition more simple and convenient, here are the umbrella compositions I collected for you, hoping to help you.

Umbrella composition 1 In my life, my mother is a person who gets along with me day and night, but I often talk back to her and make her angry. It was not until something happened that I realized that I shouldn't have done that. I regretted it.

It was a rainy day, my mother had something to go out, and there was no one at home, so I had to take me. Along the way, my mother gently hugged my shoulder, and I groaned and jumped, and my mood was not affected by the rainy day at all. When I arrived at my destination, I found the clothes on my mother's right were all wet. I didn't think much, thinking that my mother accidentally let the rain fall on her. When I got home at night, I found the clothes on my mother's right were wet again, so I asked curiously, "Mom, why are the clothes on your right always wet?" Mother didn't answer, just smiled.

As time goes by, I have forgotten about it.

It was another rainy day, and my mother took me out. I am still habitually walking on my mother's left, and my mother still holds my shoulder. I accidentally glanced at the umbrella overhead and found that my mother's umbrella was leaning towards me. Suddenly, I understood why my mother's clothes were wet by the rain. Because of my mother's protection, I didn't get a drop of rain. At this moment, I feel so happy. I quietly leaned my body towards my mother, hoping that my umbrella would be close to her.

My mother tilted her umbrella at me countless times to shelter me from the wind and rain, but I often talked back to her willfully, making her angry. I really shouldn't.

I am very happy with my mother. Happiness is my mother's umbrella, and happiness is my mother's selfless love for me. In my later life, I will learn to tilt my umbrella to my mother so that she can feel the same happiness. I believe we will be happier then.

Umbrella composition 2 Summer is coming, and it always rains.

No, it was very hot just now, and then it rained cats and dogs. This is the worst thing for small ants, dragonflies, slugs and bees who go out to feed. A few small ants were wet by the rain. Suddenly, the rain stopped and it suddenly got dark.

What's going on here? Suddenly there was a buzzing sound: little dragonfly, little slug, little bee, come under my umbrella to hide from the rain! Who is this? A few small ants were frightened and hugged each other. In a short time, several small dragonflies, bees and grasshoppers also came to the side of several small ants.

It's raining too fast! It's raining too hard! Fortunately, there is a big umbrella! Several little ants saw little dragonflies, little bees and little slugs talking noisily. I want to know what happened.

A little ant asked: Whose umbrella is this? A little bee replied: it belongs to hump pig! Hum, hum, pig! Another little ant patted him on the head. Oh, that's a pig's voice! Another little ant asked, what about the humpback pig? Why didn't he take shelter from the rain under the umbrella?

Ha ha ha ... Little bees, little dragonflies and little slugs all laughed.

Another little ant spoke: I see, this big umbrella is a big ear of Hum Pig! That's right! There's a buzz again. It is still raining. Wait inside!

Hum, it's good to be a pig! The smallest ant said that he was caught in the rain for us. Will he catch a cold?

I won't! Hum, the pig grunted, I am very healthy. It was very hot just now, now you can take a bath happily!

Umbrella composition 3 What? Rain in the future, what color is that? What shape? Haha, these questions will be revealed later.

The rain in the future is artificial rainfall. What color is that? That's the color. Introduction: Green rain can make grass and flowers full of vitality; Purple rain can make rivers everywhere crystal clear; Yellow rain can make the crops of the world mature immediately; Lan Yu is the most amazing, and it can sweep away all the rubbish on the earth.

Ok, now how do I control the rain? Because in the future, there will be a glass keyboard with green, purple, yellow and blue buttons. As long as I press any key, it will rain.

When I went out to play, I saw flowers and grass on the grass with their heads down. I quickly press the green button, and green rain will fall in the sky, and flowers and plants will dance in the warm wind. I came to a stream and saw that it was black. I gently press the purple button, and the purple rain will float to the sky, and the stream will become crystal clear again. I saw the flood again, and obviously there was no food. I pressed the yellow button and the crops turned golden again in an instant. When I was walking, I saw that Mother Earth was full of rubbish. I quickly pressed the blue button, and Mother Earth's garbage was swept away.

I hope the rain in the future will come true in the future!

Composition of Umbrella 4 Umbrella is a common daily necessities. Everyone has his own umbrella. I also have a small umbrella. A picture of a deer is printed on the pink umbrella. It is not only beautiful in appearance, but also very hardworking.

Every day when I go to school, no matter whether it rains or blows, it stands up like a soldier, always protecting me, like a solid barrier, covering the wind and rain over my head. Beads of rain the size of beans dripped on its "shoulders" and made a "snapping" sound. It endured bravely and fearlessly. Even if the wind tore at its "clothes lining" and broke its "bones and muscles", it still cared for me wholeheartedly and never cared about its own pain. The biting cold wind blows mercilessly on the "arm" of the umbrella, and it can't help shivering, and its body can't help being clever, but it doesn't complain, but it just makes selfless contributions in obscurity.

In summer, the sun hangs on the horizon like a burning flame, and it is as hot as a steamer. At this time, the umbrella came in handy. The vicious sun attacked the umbrella. Soon, the umbrella was hot, but I enjoyed the cool under it. The umbrella absorbs the heat of the sun to itself, but it is faded by the sun and loses its once brilliant and beautiful face. When not in use, I don't like to let the umbrella "enjoy" loneliness. Isn't this like an unknown sanitation worker? No matter where they are, they do their duty and are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. Isn't it worth learning?

The fate of the umbrella is so bumpy, but the unrepentant quality of the umbrella is worth learning. We should be a person who silently contributes, asks for nothing in return and aims high.

Umbrella composition 5 It's raining, and I'm standing at the school gate. At this moment, I saw a blue dot in the distance. Ah! So my mother came to pick me up again. This scene is familiar.

On a stormy evening two months ago, my classmates were picked up by my parents one after another. Only I stood at the school gate, staring at the pouring rain in front of me, at a loss. Seeing that it was getting dark, in desperation, I struggled to rush into the wind and rain. Raindrops hit my cheeks and two lines of tears welled up in my eyes. I quickly ran to the arbor of a small shop to shelter from the rain. Suddenly, a blue umbrella in the shop attracted me deeply. The umbrella is covered with silver-white patterns and the handle is purple. Looking at this beautiful umbrella, my little heart is full of longing. But I know my mother won't buy it for me. Just then, my mother came with a broken umbrella. When she saw me staring at the store, she smiled and said, "Weiwei, let's go home!" " "I reluctantly followed my mother home.

It was also a night of thunder and lightning. When I came to that small shop to take shelter from the rain again, I never saw that beautiful umbrella again. I am sad. At this moment, I suddenly found something blue flashing in the distance and approaching me gradually. Ah! I didn't expect my mother to pick me up. She was holding my dream umbrella. She wiped the rain from my face with rough hands and said kindly, "Son, this umbrella will be yours in the future. Take it. " I was holding a blue rain umbrella, and I was so moved that I couldn't speak for a moment.

It is still raining. Two years later, I still can't put it down, because it contains a sincere and great maternal love.

The rain that day, accompanied by Lei's "music", plunged into the ground. I didn't bring an umbrella, watching those students who had umbrellas leave one by one, leaving me alone. I feel very helpless, because I don't want my parents to pick me up at my age. I think it will make others laugh. However, I don't want to take a shower either!

Alas! "No matter how much, it is important to go home first." I finally made a decision. So, I rushed out of the school gate. In this rain, I ran and ran, and my whole body seemed to be washed away by the water. At this moment, a little girl with a red umbrella turned to look at me. "What's there to see? Haven't you seen anything that has been rained on? " I thought as I ran, thinking ... "Hey, classmate, wait a minute!" "When I heard her talk, I turned around impatiently and stared at her without expression." Just give me an umbrella. It's raining too hard. You'll get wet like this! "She said to me gently. After hearing this sentence, I felt extremely ashamed. I was too cold to others just now. "No, I can do it. "I wry smile way it doesn't matter, come on! "Then she pulled me under her umbrella. We talked while walking under the same umbrella. ...

"Rumble ..." A burst of thunder pulled me back from my memory. It was still raining cats and dogs in front of me, but the red umbrella never came into my sight again. Who but you will hold up that umbrella for me?

Umbrella composition 7 just after school at noon, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs. Without an umbrella, I had to bite the bullet and rush out of the classroom to my mother's office.

My hair is wet around my neck, my shoes are full of water, and I am soaked, but the relentless rain hits my face again. Run to the front of No.6 Middle School and stop at a stationery store. I gasped, trying to save my lady image. When I was preparing for the next sprint with my schoolbag, a voice stopped me: "Do you want an umbrella, son?"

Looking back, it was an unknown grandmother, about sixty years old, with silvery white hair tied and curled behind her head; Eyes slightly concave, not gorgeous, but very neat.

"Oh, I don't want it. I have no money. " I'm obviously a little nervous.

"I don't want your money. I'll lend you my umbrella and bring it to me this afternoon. " Grandma pulled out a plaid umbrella, stuffed it into my hand, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Mother was very grateful to the old woman and soon became familiar with her. Grandma told her mother that every time she came to the school gate during the rainstorm, she would lend her umbrella to those students who didn't bring it, and they would return it when they went to school again. There is never a shortage of umbrellas.

On a rainy night, I looked out of the window and wrote a paragraph: civilization is a warm umbrella.

It was a boring rainy day, and everything seemed dull. At this point, my mood is also extremely irritable. I was walking on the playground in boredom when suddenly I saw some dragonflies flying low in the air-it was going to rain.

Soon it began to rain, accompanied by strong winds and thunder. The uneasiness in my heart is even stronger. Sure enough, after school, it turned into a downpour. I can't go home because I have no umbrella. I am anxiously waiting for my mother.

But I waited for a long time and my mother didn't show up. I was very angry. Since no one came to pick me up, I'll do my homework in class first! I slowly opened my schoolbag, and suddenly I froze. There is an umbrella lying quietly in my schoolbag. This is an ordinary blue and black plaid umbrella. I think it is my savior. I don't know what happened, but I can go home anyway.

When I got home, I saw my mother frowning and worried. As soon as my mother saw me, she rushed to hug me and asked, "How did you come back!" " "I replied," I couldn't go home without an umbrella at first, and somehow I came back with an umbrella in my schoolbag. "Mom said," I watched the weather forecast early and put an umbrella in your bag. "Yes, every time it rains, my mother will fold the umbrella I left beside me neatly.

This umbrella contains my mother's love for me. It was my mother who propped up an umbrella and a sky for me to keep out the wind and rain.

The composition of the umbrella is 9 umbrellas, which may be familiar to everyone. When it rains, many people use it to keep out the rain; On sunny days, many people use it to shade the sun.

However, how many people have noticed? People praise silkworms, saying that "silkworms in spring will weave until they die". People praise candles and say things like "every night candles will make the wick cry". People also praise the hard work of bees, the organization and discipline of ants ... but how many people have praised umbrellas and how many people have praised umbrellas that have helped them so much?

Umbrella, with its own body to block the storm, but also with its beautiful appearance to block the dazzling sunshine. It has a beautiful body, giving people of different types and personalities a good choice: big, small, flowered, simple, red, blue, green, black … all kinds, countless. Working girl used that gorgeous elegance; Children use those safe, beautiful and lovely; Some old people still use those ordinary unadorned umbrellas. No matter what kind of umbrella, it gives people a rainless sky when it rains, and gives people a shade when the sun is strong.

Different umbrellas tell people different personalities and different umbrellas give people different conveniences. A small umbrella takes up no space, and a big umbrella can cover two or three people.

Umbrella, how simple and ordinary, how unknown. I dare ask any passerby who doesn't want to walk in the rain with an umbrella in his hand. Apart from those cars, they really don't need them.

Umbrella, this unknown helper, thanks to it, thanks to it for giving us a dry and rainless sky when it rains, thanks to it for giving us a cool world when the sun shines brightly. Thank you, Umbrella, for this great and ordinary thing. Thank you for your convenience.

Umbrella composition 10 fantasize about the future, fantasize about the future! Not creative at all. Let me take you to China Fantasy Kingdom!

shape

Shape! Shape! With the umbrella of the future, it will not be a problem!

Draw the white paper embedded in the umbrella handle into the shape you like, and press the small blue button. "Bang", a piece of paper immediately bounced on the umbrella handle, and the umbrella ribs expanded, grew, contracted and shortened, and immediately became your favorite umbrella! The current umbrella has only a fixed shape, but the future umbrella can be conceived by you! The future is really good!

colour

An umbrella can be a chameleon! Come and see later if you don't believe me!

For example, today is a rainy day, which seems to have been known for a long time. It suddenly turns blue, sunny day is red, cloudy day is green … Oh, I haven't told you how it changed color. The material of the umbrella is unique, and it will change with the humidity of the air, and different colors will appear.

If you don't like these preset colors, you can use the pigment given by the umbrella, mix it with a little water and drop it on the umbrella surface. Don't underestimate this little drop of paint, it will spread on the umbrella surface immediately, and your favorite color will be displayed on the umbrella surface.

There is only one fixed color for the present umbrella, but you can design the future umbrella! The future is really good!

Yes, the future is really good!

Umbrella composition 1 1 In Chinese class, the teacher took out a small box.

What's the use of this box? What does the teacher do with it? Is this a small environmentally friendly carton? I am curious. At this time, the teacher gently opened the box and took out a plastic vase from it. It is sky blue and has a purple rose in bud. "Water bottle!" "No, it's an umbrella!" What the hell is this? The students had a discussion without a decision. I can't judge either. But I think it should be an umbrella. But it makes sense to make a water bottle! I think there is a war in my mind. There is a water bottle on one side and an umbrella on the other. Because I think it's an umbrella. It's stronger. What is this thing that looks like an umbrella but doesn't look like an umbrella? I am very eager for the teacher to give me an answer.

"It's time to witness the miracle." The teacher smiled mysteriously. I saw the teacher step over, pull it, pull out a long plastic thing, and then try to pull it. It's an umbrella! "Wow!" The students shouted, "It's amazing!" The scene of an umbrella fighting with a water bottle came to mind. In the end, the umbrella defeated the water bottle with great strength.

This umbrella is novel in design and I like it very much.

I suddenly feel like this umbrella, wearing a blue skirt and staying at home. It is raining! People called me out and asked me to shelter him from the wind and rain After the rain stopped, people put me back. At this time, the sun was very poisonous, and people called me out again. ...

I like this beautiful umbrella.

Umbrella composition 12 Some people think maternal love is the greatest, others think love is the greatest, and I think father love is the greatest.

Wow, it suddenly began to rain cats and dogs, which was daunting.

My father and I are going to buy food, but there is only one umbrella at home, so I share an umbrella with my father.

Walking on the road, I started chatting with my father, but I didn't know that my father quietly moved the umbrella to my side. Accidentally looked up and found, "Dad, you knocked your umbrella sideways!" ""Oh, really? I didn't even notice! " Dad said. After a while, the umbrella gradually tilted to my side.

When I got home, I saw that my father's shoulders were all wet and raindrops were still lying. I dried my father's clothes with a towel, and I couldn't help being moved. I think I feel it. This is fatherly love.

A few days later, I caught such a rainy day. My father and I went out, "I want to take an umbrella!" " "I beat you to it." Ok, let you take an umbrella once! "Dad readily agreed.

Walking on the road, I imitated my father: I moved my umbrella in front of him. "Put the umbrella by your side. I am very strong. It doesn't matter if I get wet in the rain. Mainly you. You are a child. You will catch a cold if you get wet. " Dad said to me. I was deeply moved. Although it is raining heavily at this time, the warm sun has already risen in my heart. Looking at my father's stalwart figure, I couldn't help being moved.

Love is hidden around us, it may be just a small thing, but it can touch people's hearts!

Umbrella composition 13 I am a small umbrella, but my little master doesn't care about me at all. Do not believe me, listen to me slowly!

Rainy days, stormy weather, lightning and thunder are the best times for me to come in handy. Young master is comfortable and happy under my protection; The relentless rain played music on my clothes, and I was soaked to the skin and almost caught a cold! But I don't care. It is my duty to shelter the young master from the wind and rain. I have nothing to complain about ... a few days later, my body was covered with brown "small wrinkles" because of water.

In summer, the burning sun scorches the earth, the trees along the road are motionless, the flowers are sluggish and lifeless ―― the weather is unbearable. He bought an ice cream and ate it while supporting me to wander around the street, doing nothing. At this time, he was cold, and my whole body was hot and burnt. Alas, I have no choice but to resign myself to fate.

On this day, the wind is sunny and white clouds are floating in the blue sky. What a sunny day! But I was crying in a dark corner of the room. I have no choice but to shout to the sky: God will fool people! At this time, how I long for the rainy day to come soon, because I know that only rainy days are my companions, and only rainy days can get rid of loneliness.

As long as it brings happiness to the young master, I am willing to bear the pain. After class, "change" into a sword for practicing martial arts, and "change" into a shield for blocking arrows. The fun little master waved to me, blocked the stones flying towards him, and under my "cover", attacked his friends. Result. He was covered in blood and I was beaten beyond recognition. At this time, I had to submit to humiliation and "enjoy" the suffering of sadness and pain.

My little master, how I hope you can cherish me! Children, I hope you love me too.

Umbrella composition 14 maternal love is my reproachful eyes when I make mistakes; Motherly love is a busy figure when I am sick; Mother's love is also a small umbrella that supports my head when it rains.

I remember one day after school, there were dark clouds in the sky. I thought: it must be raining heavily, and I didn't bring an umbrella. How should I go home? I told my mother that I would go home by myself and she wouldn't pick me up. Soon all the students went home one by one. After a while, the raindrops as big as beans fell, and I immediately ran to the eaves of a shop to hide from the rain.

Just when I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, a familiar figure rushed at me and I recognized my mother at a glance. Her face turned red, and I was glad to see her at once.

Along the way, my mother and I held hands and snuggled together. From time to time, my mother pushed the umbrella that can only hold one person to my side, praised me earnestly, and told me, "Remember, in case of emergency, just stay where you are, or ask your mother to pick you up." And you can take an umbrella when you go out in the future. "I smiled and nodded. At this time, I feel that my mother's arms are really warm.

When I got home, I found my mother's clothes all wet. I thought anxiously: aren't you worried about your health when my mother comes to pick me up in such a heavy rain? As I expected, my mother caught a cold the next morning.

I love my mother. In the rain, I also want to hold an umbrella of love for my mother

Umbrella composition 15 I want to invent a magical umbrella. Its color is yellow, because my surname is yellow! It can be bigger or smaller. The bigger one can be as big as a house, and the smaller one can be as small as an ant. It can't live without me because it lives in my ears. Every time I need it, just say "umbrella, umbrella, come quickly!" " "It will immediately fly out of my ears and help me.

Oh, having said so much, I haven't said its function yet! Next, let me tell you!

It has three functions. The first function is: every hot summer, it will automatically run out of my ears to protect me from the sun. That feeling is as cool as being in an air-conditioned room. And in the cold winter, it will block the cold wind for me. Therefore, even in the snowy street, I feel as comfortable as in a greenhouse.

Its second function is to take me to various places and countries.

Whenever I want to visit a place or a country, it will change its wings, put it on me and take me there. And I don't need to bring anything, because I can change anything I want.

Its third function is to help me listen to the teacher.

Whenever I am sick, busy and can't go to class. It becomes an invisible umbrella, flies to the classroom, helps me with my class, and then goes home to give me a lecture. So even if I can't come to school because of illness or something, I won't delay my study.

How's it going? Is my umbrella amazing? I wish I could invent such an umbrella! I think: as long as I work hard, nothing is impossible! You say, is it?