600 words neglected composition, the topic is ...

"I always look for my lost beauty along the way with your loving smile. When tears slip through my mouth, I wipe them off with my hands ... "I hummed Angela Zhang's Lost Beauty and missed the good times with my grandmother. I miss my grandmother very much. I cried quietly for a long time when grandma left. I tried not to let my tears fall. My elder sister advised me to say, "Xue ~ cry if you want." Yes, my grandmother has been gone for a long time, but I can't forget her. Maybe I dare not accept this fact. It seems that my grandmother is still by my side, smiling at me from a distance ... The time when my grandmother was by my side suddenly appeared in my mind: I ate the fried noodles made by my grandmother with relish; I ate my grandma's roast chicken upside down; Grandma's jiaozi loved it ... The picture disappeared, and I seemed to feel a few drops of liquid slipping on my face. I licked it with my tongue, and my tongue told me that it was bitter and astringent, and I knew it was the tears I missed. "No matter how many scenery never stops, I just concentrate on finding the beauty I lost. Some people can't say where it is good, but no one can replace it ... "I continued to hum, holding a book my grandmother gave me before she died, and slowly recalled that I was in tears at this moment. I often wake up crying in my dreams, and all I see in my dreams is grandma. I often see a person whose back looks like grandma in school, and then I shed tears unconsciously and cried for a long time in school. Once, when I was talking to my sister, I didn't mean to mention it. My sister said, "How thoughtful! I also dreamed that when my grandmother was there. " Yes, I am beginning to regret it now; I regret not listening to my grandmother and going out to play alone; Regret often talking back to grandma; Regret being angry with grandma every time. Regret everything ... Recalling the past, without my grandmother, I feel that the world suddenly became so quiet ... so quiet ... Yes, just like the red, warm and beautiful time sung in the song, I continue to miss ... "No amount of scenery will stop, but I only concentrate on finding the beauty I lost. Some people can't tell where it is, but no one can replace it ... "

Love has always been around, but I ignored it.

Just like fish in water, I don't know the importance of water.

When there is no water, she knows that she can't live without water. Water is her support.

Me too.

The most common and indispensable things around me are easily overlooked by me.

Affection is often ignored by me. I always blindly accept the care of my parents and always take it for granted.

Now, in my opinion, the affection of parents is priceless.

Because my parents are always paying for me, Du Fu wrote "a letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold" in his spring dream.

A letter from home can be worth 10 thousand yuan, not to mention everything my parents usually do for me. I only rely on my parents and always feel that my parents should pay for me. When I am sick, my parents will always stay with me and be busy for me.

However, when her parents were ill, she asked for nothing but greetings.

He will be happy, too.

She always cares about me selflessly.

When my parents care about me, I am unmoved and should accept his concern.

However, if she is incapable, I want to take care of her, but I regret it.

Shouldn't we commemorate them in time now? Parents' love is always selfless and priceless, and I am selfish.

Now, I hope I care about them and pay tribute to them when I have time.

Let them not be lonely. In my eyes, many teachers compare teachers to hardworking gardeners, while others compare teachers to candles. I think so too.

In my eyes, teachers are great.

They encouraged me.

Teachers, too, homework exams can pile up on students, which is nothing new.

Some teachers are humorous and people like them very much.

Some teachers.

Although there are all kinds of teachers, teachers are responsible for the same heart.

Everyone hopes that students can learn to contribute to the motherland and win glory for the motherland.

Teachers, like other parents, try their best to teach me everything.

Even if you use a thousand words, it is difficult to praise the teacher.

Under the teacher's strictness, we only saw her bad, but we didn't see the teacher's hard work.

Have you ever thought?

On the night when the moon is high, the teacher is correcting homework.

There are wrinkles in the fundus and white hair.

How can I forget my teacher's kindness?

Many students complain about their teachers.

Such as; There is too much homework, and the teacher is strict with it, so he doesn't give time to play.

But the teacher is selfless.

Don't think too much when you see your homework.

It is the teacher's hard work.

The teacher is selfless and is now visiting us in Guangdong. In my eyes, teachers are good teachers.

Ignored … 600-word composition topic "I have been wearing your loving smile, looking for my lost beauty along the way, and accidentally wiped away the tears that slipped through my mouth with your hand …" I hummed Angela Zhang's "Lost Beauty" and missed the good times with my grandmother.

I miss my grandmother very much. I cried quietly for a long time when grandma left. I tried not to let my tears fall. My elder sister advised me to say, "Xue ~ cry if you want."

"Yes, my grandmother has been gone for a long time, but I can't forget her. Maybe I dare not accept this fact. It seems that my grandmother is still by my side, smiling and looking at me from a distance ... The time when my grandmother accompanied me suddenly appeared in my mind: I ate the fried noodles that my grandmother made for me with relish; I ate my grandma's roast chicken upside down; Grandma's jiaozi loved it ... The picture disappeared, and I seemed to feel a few drops of liquid slipping on my face. I licked it with my tongue, and my tongue told me that it was bitter and astringent, and I knew it was the tears I missed.

"No matter how many scenery never stops, I just concentrate on finding the beauty I lost. Some people can't say where it is good, but no one can replace it ... "I continued to hum, holding a book my grandmother gave me before she died, and slowly recalled that I was in tears at this moment.

I often wake up crying in my dreams, and all I see in my dreams is grandma.

I often see a person whose back looks like grandma in school, and then I shed tears unconsciously and cried for a long time in school.

Once, when I was talking to my sister, I didn't mean to mention it. My sister said, "How thoughtful! I dreamed about it when grandma was here before.

"Yes, I am beginning to regret it now; I regret not listening to my grandmother and going out to play alone; Regret often talking back to grandma; Regret being angry with grandma every time.

Regret everything ... Recalling the past, without my grandmother, I feel that the world suddenly became so quiet ... so quiet ... Yes, just like the red, warm and beautiful time sung in the song, I continue to miss ... "No amount of scenery will stop, but I only concentrate on finding the beauty I lost. Some people can't tell where it is, but no one can replace it ... " ...

The feeling of being ignored is 750 words. This is one thing that impressed me deeply. It was through this incident that I got a lot of inspiration.

You really can't ignore the details! Last Friday afternoon, I suddenly wanted to help my mother do something. Then I thought of my pillow towel, which I haven't washed for a long time.

So, I brought the basin for washing clothes, put the pillow towel in it, and then I went to get water.

My faucet is different from others'. Other people's faucets turn right, but mine is the opposite.

As a result, you can imagine that the water was poured into a "drowned rat" only when you heard a scream of "Ah".

Afterwards, I began to regret it: well, it was all my carelessness. I didn't pay attention to watching my mother turn off the tap when washing clothes, and I was drowned.

I must be careful in my future work! Through this incident, I understand that we should pay more attention to the things around us, even the smallest things can not be ignored. It is really a detail that cannot be ignored!

Neglected love composition 800 words junior high school students "What is love?" I'm working on a topic, and the previous topics have been done unimpeded, but when I saw this topic, my thoughts stopped and my heart inexplicably produced a terrible blank.

I think hard, what is love? "Tick tock?" A minute passed. "Tick tock?" Ten minutes have passed.

The horizontal line of the answer is still blank, but the more I think about it, the more confused I feel. Soon, I fell asleep at my desk.

Suddenly I felt that something was covered on me according to law.

After that, I heard the door being gently closed.

I woke up and saw my mother covering me with her warm coat, fearing that I would catch cold.

I suddenly had a flash of light: "Is this love?" But such a common act is also love? I chased out, trying to find the answer, but I stopped when I saw my mother.

Mother asked, "Why don't you sleep more?" Did mom wake you? Then I'll be gentle next time.

I made a cup of milk tea, remember to drink it while it is hot! "I smiled, and I finally understood that love is from the heart, and it doesn't need any gorgeous language to express it or beautiful words to decorate it. Although it is only a small gesture, it is full of this love, and the greatness of love lies in its ordinary.

Tired, my mother will bring you sweet milk tea, which is love; When you are depressed, friends will help you out. This is love. When you encounter questions you don't understand, the teacher will patiently answer them for you. This is love. But when you cry, there will always be a pair of hands to wipe away your tears. Is this also love? Friend, it is not that there is no love around you, it is not that no one loves you, but that you ignore the ordinary and great love. As long as you carefully observe and experience, you will find that there is deep love everywhere around you and in this world. Then you answer: What is love? There will be no more blanks, but words full of love between the lines.

Please don't ignore any love, even if it's just a small act.

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Neglected love composition 800 words junior high school students "What is love?" I'm working on a topic, and the previous topics have been done unimpeded, but when I saw this topic, my thoughts stopped and my heart inexplicably produced a terrible blank.

I think hard, what is love? "Tick tock?" A minute passed. "Tick tock?" Ten minutes have passed.

The horizontal line of the answer is still blank, but the more I think about it, the more confused I feel. Soon, I fell asleep at my desk.

Suddenly I felt that something was covered on me according to law.

After that, I heard the door being gently closed.

I woke up and saw my mother covering me with her warm coat, fearing that I would catch cold.

I suddenly had a flash of light: "Is this love?" But such a common act is also love? I chased out, trying to find the answer, but I stopped when I saw my mother.

Mother asked, "Why don't you sleep more?" Did mom wake you? Then I'll be gentle next time.

I made a cup of milk tea, remember to drink it while it is hot! "I smiled, and I finally understood that love is from the heart, and it doesn't need any gorgeous language to express it or beautiful words to decorate it. Although it is only a small gesture, it is full of this love, and the greatness of love lies in its ordinary.

Tired, my mother will bring you sweet milk tea, which is love; When you are depressed, friends will help you out. This is love. When you encounter questions you don't understand, the teacher will patiently answer them for you. This is love. But when you cry, there will always be a pair of hands to wipe away your tears. Is this also love? Friend, it is not that there is no love around you, it is not that no one loves you, but that you ignore the ordinary and great love. As long as you carefully observe and experience, you will find that there is deep love everywhere around you and in this world. Then you answer: What is love? There will be no more blanks, but words full of love between the lines.

Please don't ignore any love, even if it's just a small act.

600 words I ignored something that should not be ignored, which caused great disaster.

What I remember is an incident that happened at home when I was in the fourth grade. When I got up that morning,

Go to my parents' room and sit in bed and watch TV.

I found many mosquitoes in the room.

So I found mosquito-repellent incense

I lit mosquito-repellent incense and held it in my hand.

Open it, just to make the room full of mosquito-repellent incense smoke and kill those hateful mosquitoes.

But just when I was happy, my hand slipped and the mosquito-repellent incense flew out like a thread.

It fell on my mother's quilt, so I quickly went up and took down the mosquito-repellent incense.

I found a small hole in the quilt.

I don't care.

It was my negligence that almost caused great disaster. I watched TV for more than an hour, and my classmates came to play football with me.

I promised him to play football with him without hesitation.

When I got home, I saw the whole house was full of smoke.

I rushed into the house and found smoke coming from my parents' room. When I went in, I found the pants on the bed on fire.

I quickly found a bucket to put out the water.

This ended a disaster.

My parents gave me a good scolding when they came back.

I think this punishment is really too light for me.

Since then, I never dare to play with fire easily.

Students, we must pay attention to the details of life in the future, and we must not ignore things that should not be ignored, so as not to cause great disaster! -Sometimes it's overlooked.

Unconsciously, she always stood beside me in a daze, looking at her delicate appearance. I put it in her ear and jokingly asked her, "Is it fake?" Her gloomy eyes suddenly seemed to lose a layer of gloom and gain a surprise.

I just wanted to explain something, but she bowed her head and fell silent. I can't seem to find an explanation, and suddenly I was speechless.

She moved uneasily on the stool and finally went out, watching her leave. The rhythm of the heartbeat was hidden in her footsteps and gradually faded away ... After that day, she stopped talking to me, as if in a silent protest. Rain is falling in the air, and vaguely, I am immersed in a feeling ... I inadvertently destroyed my sister's self-esteem and her young and strong heart.

It is difficult to repair a broken dike, so you should fill it with your heart.

Neglected self-esteem often supports the whole heart, and no one can trample on it at will! -the towering mountains left a deep impression on us; We are full of yearning for the vast desert; We are full of praise for beautiful flowers ... but who would have thought that thousands of streams meet in the sea? Who remembers the layers of magma accumulation; Who ever thought of the gathering of sand and stones; Who would have known that flowers struggled with tears and sweat before opening ... We ignored too many things, and we ignored them for too long ... "The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest", and the consequences caused by "negligence" were wrong? A river bank thousands of miles away collapsed because of a small ant nest. Who noticed the man who built the embankment? In other words, they saw it, but didn't take it to heart. Aren't both caused by negligence? Ernest, a famous physicist, found that "there is a magnetic field around a charged conductor" after years of research. After his success, he studied deeply, but other physicists did not explore.

It was not until many years ago that Farah noticed that "magnetism can also generate electricity" and invented the machine.

His success is not based on Oster's "neglect", but more because he polished his eyes and paid attention to every drop.

I remember a while ago, Sherlock Holmes was popular in my class. Students always ask, "Why does Sherlock Holmes have so many difficult problems that he can solve them?" In fact, his success is not only due to his clever mind, but also because he never misses every detail.

At the crime scene, a tiny detail was ignored, but he could study it for a long time and finally solve its mystery.

To sum up, "ignoring" is a mistake that everyone will make. Even so, we should polish our eyes, remove those things that are forgotten in the corner and covered with thick dust, and try to gently remove the dust, and you will find that it is still beautiful.

When we face the sea again, we will think of the stream; When you go to the mountain, you will think of rocks and look at the desert. You can't help touching the soil, holding the flowers and trying its water drops ... you will find that everything is so beautiful.

That morning, I was going to school with my schoolbag on my back. My mother handed me an umbrella and said, "The weather forecast says it will rain today, so take an umbrella." I looked up at the sky. This is evident in Wan Li. How can it rain? I dropped my umbrella and ran out the door. Just after school at noon, suddenly there was lightning and thunder, and suddenly the rainstorm poured down. All the students with rain gear went home, and the others were picked up by their parents. My father teaches in a foreign school and never comes home at noon. Coincidentally, my mother has a high fever these days and is still taking intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I sat alone in the classroom, anxious. The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled to come to me. "* * *, come on, put on your raincoat." My mother said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. My mother's hair, face and body were soaked through by the rain. I looked at my "wet" mother and looked at her pale face. My mother's umbrella gave me joy and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it always touches me and teaches me to be a good person and study hard ... There are many things that move me in life. The flowers in spring give me beautiful enjoyment and make me moved. The trees in summer give us shelter from the wind and rain, which makes me moved; Autumn is fruitful, and the farmer's uncle has a bumper harvest, which moves me; In winter, the white and flawless snow all over the mountains and plains is as pure as childlike innocence, which makes me moved. Today, I want to tell you something that makes me feel more. ...

How many times have you walked down the road, keeping an eye on fame and fortune? How many times have you carefully calculated your gains and losses and fantasized about gaining power once?

In your hurry, you lost yourself.

How many times have you walked along the path, quietly, and the beautiful scenery around you was ignored, until one day, you suddenly woke up exhausted and the beautiful scenery could not be ignored! Look for the neglected beauty, and you will find that life is so colorful and happy! Only when you are wise and knowledgeable can you see things clearly.

Zheng Banqiao, a generation of upright officials, and a master of abstinence strolled through a small town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Zheng Banqiao suddenly turned around and asked Master Kong Jie, "Master, it's time for flowers to bloom and birds to sing, but I can't hear you. Why? " Master Kong Jie's face was sad, but he took a copper coin from his pocket and threw it on the ground. The sound of "beep" was crisp and penetrated people's ears.

Many people stopped to look at it.

The master picked up the copper coins, wiped them and stuffed them into his arms.

Zheng Banqiao realized that he, like others, only cared about Kong Fangxiong or worldly things, but neglected the beautiful nature.

Yes, although there are many unsatisfactory places in life, the beauty of the world cannot be ignored! Look, Qingchuan sandbar, lush trees and lush grass! Listen, the stream is gurgling, birds are singing and insects are singing! Smell it, the flowers, the wandering path! What a pity that some people ignore the amazing natural scenery! The window of a person's soul is often closed slowly because of blind attention to something. It was not until someone opened it for him that he suddenly discovered that the world outside the window that he ignored was so beautiful.

Look for the neglected world, and you will find that life has changed since then, and beauty will accompany you from now on! An old woman with a terminal illness was disheartened after hearing such a story. She just misses her dead son and sends an expensive bunch of flowers to his grave every day, rain or shine.

The young man guarding the cemetery saw the old man who looked callous and faltered that day.

He walked up to the old man and said, "Madam, you send a bunch of flowers every day. It's remote and desolate here, and no one appreciates beautiful flowers."

Instead of paying attention to a dead person, it is better to send these flowers to welfare homes, where many children need flowers more.

"The old man listened to the young man and stood there. It took a long time to leave slowly.

The next day, the old man didn't come to send flowers.

A year later, a refreshed old man came to the cemetery, found the young man and said gratefully, "Thank you, young man."

Remember the man who sent flowers to the dead a year ago? That person is me.

After listening to your words, I went to the welfare home the next day, where I saw a long-lost smiling face and the sunshine of life.

The doctor said that I can live to this day because of this magical psychotherapy.

You are right, young man. At that time, I only focused on the dead and some dark things. You let me find the beauty that I ignored.

"Yes, life geometry, why not let yourself have a happy life? Why should we ignore the beauty of life? Dear friend, if you feel sad, please don't complain about life, try to find the beauty that you ignore, and you will find that life is so beautiful! Dreaming of "Qilixiang" When your eyes are fixed on the mirage in front of you, can you remember who is silently watching you behind your back? -inscription in the village, a house with seven fragrant flowers in front of it, rainy night.

Dim lights.

Time passed silently.

An old man over sixty walked slowly to the door and looked at the figure full of flowers with deep affection. The dim light stretched the shadow of the man, and the shadow reflected the ups and downs of Qilixiang.

The shadow stopped, and she looked back at her mother stopped at the door with the same affectionate eyes.

In the wind, the old man looked at his daughter's hurried steps; In the wind, she looked at Niang's faint white hair ... "Let's go, let's go! Don't miss the bus-"The old man held out his hand to her, with Qilixiang swaying in the wind behind him. Let's go ... Let's go ... The old man turned to wipe away the tears on his face and held them tightly in his heart-daughter, I understand that you are promising and don't want to stay in this poor place. I can't always hold you tight. You are not young, and you will leave sooner or later.

Boy, it's better to deal with outsiders outside than at home-if not, I'll come back, and my mother is waiting ... She's gone, staring at the distance, leaving only birds singing, rainy nights and easterly winds behind her ... At the station, on a bus about to leave, the sky is slightly blue and dark.

She sat by the window, her eyes like a deep lake, quietly looking out of the window, but her eyes were clearly full of attachment and sadness.

She carefully took out a handkerchief from her pocket and opened it-tears spilled on the white petals of Qilixiang, giving off a strong fragrance ... Mom, I have to go, with Qilixiang! Mom, I can't bear to be apart from you. It's been 22 years. We have been together for 22 years ... Mom, but I want to fly, I want to fly very high. I can't live in a small village all my life. I want to pursue ... cities, luxury apartments, waking up from the fragrance of Qilixiang at dawn, waking up from the dream of going home, carrying happiness, but pursuing pain, her eyes began to blur. How many years have you neglected that really pure feeling? When spring comes to Qiu Lai, plums wither and cranes get old. In the vicissitudes of life, the past years are dim and the past glory is gone.

Suddenly, a beam of light entered the closed atrium for a long time: How can you not miss Sanqiu and Shili Lotus? How can we not miss Yunshui Town, Qiuyuan and small ponds? There is a square, a monument, and every brick and stone carries her endless thoughts ... The lights outside the window are dim ... There are seven incense in front of the house in the village, and the sky is high and the clouds are light.

Liu Yiyi, Xiangyuan, burning peaches.

She snuggled up to her mother among the flowers of Qilixiang. ...

Write a 600 composition with neglected maternal love. There is a kind of love that is great and ordinary, and there is a kind of love that only knows how to pay ... This kind of love is the love of parents and our eternal love.

This kind of love is a sweet kiss from my mother, a pair of strong hands from my father, a warm arm from my mother and a generous shoulder from my father.

This kind of love is the love that wraps our family.

I remember once, I accidentally broke my leg.

My knees were covered with blood, and my mother was too scared to speak. When my father saw it, he quickly picked me up and took me to the hospital.

Mom followed.

When I was in the car, I couldn't stop. My mother always comforted me and said, "No pain, no pain, my mother will blow."

"I looked up and found my mother's eyes full of tears.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that I would be hospitalized.

Tell dad to pay the hospitalization fee first.

My mother put me on the hospital bed and said, "You should rest quickly!" " "I nodded and closed my eyes.

Because I'm already very tired.

My mother stayed with me during my stay in hospital.

Dad runs around for me, and whatever I want to eat, no matter how far the journey is, dad will buy it for me.

Whenever I wake up in the morning, I always see those monotonous things-hot breakfast, my mother's red eyes and my father's tired body.

Although these things are monotonous, they are full of love from my parents.

When I left the hospital, I saw my parents laughing for a long time.

Affection is the brightest sunshine in the world, a beautiful flower in spring and a warm sweater in winter.

I always felt that my mother didn't understand me, my heart and my feelings, and I even hated her.

But how much she loves me, I don't know.

Winter night is like a trapped animal, as silent as ashes.

I sat outside the window and looked at this once bustling town, which is now a piece of black cloth.

I'm willing to let the cold wind blow on my face like a knife.

"Busy homework, teachers' teaching, family hopes ... these are like chains that bind me and make me unable to breathe.

I want to relax.

"I saw her at a distance.

She came to meet me as usual.

Her eyes were anxious and her hands and feet kept stamping to get some warmth for herself.

The "Didi-"bus arrived, and I slowly got off. As soon as she saw me, her eyes sparkled like jewels, and she hurried over, picked up my bag, held me in the other hand and walked on her way home.

Along the way, she kept saying, "How was your homework today?" "Did the teacher criticize you?" ... the more I listen, the more annoying I get. My eyebrows wrinkled into sausages, and I shouted impatiently, "Stop asking!" " Push off her arm.

She was shocked, too. She adjusted her clothes at a loss, sipped her mouth and didn't speak like an injured child.

Walking, the bright light behind me became brighter and brighter, as if to break the darkness, and then the strong whistle shattered my eardrum.

A familiar and powerful arm gripped me tightly, and my eyes were dark. A car flew past me with great momentum, and my mother stopped me in time. I was shocked. She examined me anxiously and said, "Are you hurt?" Are you hurt? "I nodded and shook my head.

She was shocked, relieved, hugged me and walked on, but this time she hugged me tighter, just like protecting her baby.

At this moment, I saw her trembling skirt covered with mud, like a scar.

I turned to look at her. Why is her face so sallow? Is it caused by light? Are those deep wrinkles scratched at the age of months? It turns out that she is like a mountain around me. Why is it only my shoulder height? Have I grown up? I choked back my tears and my nose hurt. I sobbed "Mom-"and then talked about the fun with relish.

Then it dawned on me that I understood why she came to pick me up despite the cold every day, why she always liked to hug me hard, why she always let me stay on the right, and why she didn't bother to ask me if I cared about me. Now I understand that those are all neglected by us, about the beauty of her love.

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