Dictate a composition about mood.

1. The psychological description composition during the exam, 600 words in a blink of an eye, I stepped into the classroom of Grade Two. I don't know, and I'm not confused at all. Golden September symbolizes the smiling face of sunflower, so brilliant and so long.

In our life, there are a lot of laughter and pain, but more are rainbows after rain, teachers' questions in class, students' notes after class, and silvery laughter. With the September season, they fall into our ears, and the serious atmosphere in the examination room, as well as the ecstatic face after curly hair, are more tarnished. There are many long journeys and setbacks in our life. Only through the tempering of expectations and disappointments can we show our brilliance.

At the end of the monthly exam, the ranking in the big list, with a nervous mood, slowly echoed in the footsteps of the teacher. Finally, the tense muscles were relaxed. Listening to the solemn voice of Teacher Yan Er pouring down like water, I saw mysterious faces and heard nervous breathing and relaxed breathing, but I was as gloomy as some students. On the way home, my relaxed muscles relaxed infinitely, but I didn't feel relaxed. People, like a fluttering leaf, drift with the wind. Wandering on the wide road, like a walking corpse, I can't find my way home.

I woke up and ushered in a beautiful Sunday. I put aside yesterday's unhappiness and let my wings fly freely. With my classmate's phone, I opened the door and sang loudly, regardless of piles of homework. Finally, in the quiz again and again, I have made small achievements again and again, but I can't do this, so I can only let go of my dreams.

As the song goes: "The sunshine is always after the storm, please believe that there is a rainbow. Accept ups and downs, every hope is in your hands! ! ! ! "。

2. You come from a happy country, holding flowers, wading through a stream and humming a song. Although the road was rugged, you conquered them. Because, a good mood and a success.

Once upon a time, there was an old woman who had two sons. The eldest son owns a dyehouse, and the youngest son sells umbrellas. Therefore, the old man has such concerns: on sunny days, she is worried that her youngest son's umbrella will not be sold, and on rainy days, she is worried that her eldest son's cloth will get wet and the guests will find him troublesome. One day, someone said to her: old lady, your business is so good. The eldest son sells cloth in sunny days, and the younger son sells umbrellas in rainy days. There is business every day. The old man listened, and his frowning brows finally spread out.

In fact, there are many such people around us. Faced with the failure of the exam, many people are very depressed. At the moment when his grades came down, he seemed to feel that the sky was falling and the man was "paralyzed". He looked at the test paper with a disappointed face and ignored anyone. In his mind, the pillar of confidence completely collapsed, leaving only ruins. So there are always some students who commit suicide after the college entrance examination every year. By contrast, the others are much better. Faced with the same frustration, they choose to laugh it off, not pay special attention to it, or forget everything. This seems heartless, but it is not. In their hearts, the fire of success has already ignited and burned, and the upsurge of victory has already rippled in their hearts. If you fail once, will the days be over?

If a color is used to express a good mood, it should be green. Green represents this vitality and hope. Keep a green mood under the blue sky, and you will succeed in the end. Happiness comes from giving yourself a good mood.

3. Composition describing the mood before the exam, 500 words, today, before the exam.

At the end of the first year, the exam will be flustered. Play all kinds of "music" together and experience the "symphony" before the exam. The atmosphere is tense and the heart is chaotic, especially the general taste is in the heart.

The first movement is tense.

Nervousness, no doubt because of the tense atmosphere, accelerated the pace of study and life, and played a sonata.

At school, I repeat the four steps of reciting, dictation, solving problems and taking exams every day. Students are busy writing, doing problems, asking classmates and correcting test papers every day ... When the flag is raised, some people recite textbooks; On the physical education class, some people take notes to remember words; More importantly, don't forget to take a look at this book when you buy something. These people are really "addicted to books" and "cherish time like gold"!

When I get home, I am used to finishing my homework at school and then going home to watch TV. Now, although I try my best to do my homework at school every day, I still have to do it for an hour or two when I get home.

For the exam at the end of the year, nervousness has become a constant tone. As a result, the two-point line between school and home has become a constant route.

Complaints in the second movement

The exam is coming, and I often hear this conversation in the classroom:

"Hey, have an exam again. What should I do? " A classmate said with great concern.

"Primary school is going to have an exam, and we have to take an exam for one more week than them. Why? God is unfair. " Student b said discontentedly.

"I haven't watched TV for several weeks because of the exam," classmate C said helplessly.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I'm going to have a dictation in English next class and a math exam in the afternoon!" Under Ding's reminder, all the students quickly returned to their seats to read.

"The final, only know to play every day. Look at your last exam. Really' good'! " There is something in the old class.

"Your class is not self-righteous, study very well? You see, the average score of the mid-term exam in Class Two is over 80. What about you? You are smart, you don't have to learn! " The geography teacher said angrily.

"Class two scored an average of more than 80 points and was not copied. I can't believe they have such a good memory that they borrowed papers from our class before the exam. Did they remember it in such a short time? " Several students were indignant and whispered.

Complain about the exam. Complaining has become a variant before the exam.

Happy third movement

Although the exam is coming soon, students often ask for leave, chat and have a good time.

"Hey, did you watch the game yesterday? Which team won? " Male students are always excited about the World Cup.

"Did you watch Super Girl on Saturday?"

"This year's' super girl' is too ugly to be interested."

Female students are always interested in entertainment.

"Ah, there are still a few days before the final exam, and I will have a holiday after the exam. That's cool! I can have a good sleep again, I can have a TV addiction, and I can surf the Internet carefree. "

Yes, holidays have become a great motivation for students to take exams.

The fourth movement warms people's hearts

The exam is coming, and I always feel warm at home, and my parents are particularly concerned about us.

"Are you cold? The final exam is coming, so put on more clothes. A cold is not good. " Mother asked with concern.

"What do you want to eat these days? Just say what you want to eat and I'll make it for you. " Dad asked.

"Don't watch TV these days. Go to bed early and have a good rest before you do well in the exam! " Parents say together.

Parents' words sometimes make us feel nagging and even harsh, but at the same time they also reflect parents' care and family warmth.

Before the exam, the "symphony" composed of various "music" made our dull study life full and colorful. The ups and downs are only known when you have experienced them. Let's relax and meet the exam!

4. The 600-word exam composition compares the scenery and listens to the wind, looking up at the sky.

I like to sit quietly alone, listening to the sound of the wind blowing and looking at the endless sky.

When I am happy, I like to sit on the hillside. The wind blows gently, bringing the sweetness of flowers and the fragrance of grass. I find it is always so gentle, the trees laugh for it and the running water sings for it. I smiled and felt all the subtle changes. Close your eyes and listen quietly, listen, listen to the laughter of the wind. It smiled so happily, so happily. At this time, a kind of joy will always come to mind. Open your eyes and look at the blue sky before you discover the vastness of this world. Sometimes I look back and wonder if there is another world in that distant horizon. Although I knew it was impossible, I kept watching, hoping to see another world one day, a better and happier world.

When I am sad, I like to sit on a bench under the tree. The wind rolled the fallen leaves, blowing through the endless fields, the vast grasslands and my side. I can feel its sadness and melancholy. Close your eyes slowly and listen to the words of the wind. It tells me that where there is bloom, there will be flowers. It tells me that there will be separation when there is reunion. Hearing this, I cried, and the wind blew my cheeks and dried the tears on my face. The wind quietly left, also took away the sadness, also took away the sorrow. Looking up at the distant sky, I can't help but relax a lot, because on that day, I seemed to see hope and a brand-new world.

In this way, I sit quietly alone, whether it is midsummer or winter, whether it is day or night, as long as such people sit quietly, listen to the words of the wind and look at the distant world, I will be satisfied.

I hope I can ride the wings of the wind like a fallen leaf and fly to a better and happier world on the horizon.

In the world of writing feelings, there are hardworking hands, lazy hands, rich hands and dexterous hands. However, I wrote about my mother's hardworking hands. Her hands are not that big. Long-term labor has made the cocoon skin climb on her fingers, and a layer of light black skin has grown on the back of her hand. When the cock crows three times, mother's hands have already started to work: busy making breakfast. Near noon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking lunch. In the afternoon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking dinner. At night, when the moon is high, my mother's hands are working again: busy washing clothes. In short, my mother's hands have been working. Mother's hands are hardworking and full of maternal love. I remember a cold winter afternoon. I am doing my homework and my mother is doing needlework. It was late at night, and the weather became colder. My hands are shaking, I dare not write, for fear that I can't do my homework well. At this time, my mother came up to me and said with concern, "Is it cold?" I gently clamped my hand in hers. Suddenly, I felt extremely warm. With her encouragement, I finally finished my homework seriously. I remember another morning in the middle of winter, and it was very cold. In order to keep out the cold, my friends and I went skating by the river. I accidentally fell into the lime pit. I tried to lift my feet, but my boots were stuffed with lime. "I can't wear it." I resolutely took off my boots and prepared to let my mother wash them for me. Another thought: My mother will criticize me. Finally, I came up with a way to kill two birds with one stone. I hid my boots under the door until it was warm. The next day, the weather was a little warmer, so I went to wash my boots. But there are no traces of boots under the door. I was so anxious that I almost cried. After a while, I calmed down and went to look elsewhere. No sooner had I found the back door than I heard the familiar sound of "wooshing, wooshing, wooshing". Isn't that the sound of mom's hands working? I followed the sound. In the yard, I found my mother who was washing my boots. Her hand was red with cold and cracked several times. Although it was very cold, there were still a few glittering and translucent beads of sweat slipping from my mother's cheek. I walked up to her, grabbed the brush for brushing my boots and said, "Mom, I'll wash it." Mother said with concern, "Zhen Zhen, I'll wash it." I never promised, but she has taken her boots and brushes. Finally, mother washed it. After washing, she carefully dried her boots. Tears blurred my eyes when I put them back on. Ah! I want to praise, praise mother's hand, but also praise you-mother.

6. Composition describing my mood I sat on the bench in fear and trembling, my heart pounding. The sun shines on my face, which is a little hot. Watching the students sing affectionately on the stage, I kept asking myself: will I sing the wrong lyrics, sing out of tune and so on after I go up?

I don't know how I spent that time. When I trudged onto the stage, I just came to my senses and was about to start singing. Standing in the last row, it is also the tallest, and you can see everything below. I found that everyone was staring at me. My heart beat faster and my face felt irritable, as if I had been slapped. Cold sweat permeates my hands from time to time. I dare not look down any more, just close my eyes slightly and wait, wait …

The music began slowly, and my fluctuating heart began to calm down with the soft music, but that kind of tension and fear still occupied my whole mind, and my mind was blank.

I sang in a low voice, for fear that I would lose my tune if I was not careful. Feet slightly bent, dare not straighten. As long as I collapse, I will keep shaking. My whole body is like a deflated ball, and I have no strength to support it.

I don't know if it's God's deliberate spite. Time seems to have stopped there and hasn't finished singing for a long time. Minute by minute, I don't know how many minutes passed, and the tired music finally disappeared in my ear, and my heart fell from mid-air. Back in my seat, I opened my palm and saw that it was full of sweat. The classmate next to me told me that my face was redder than a ripe apple. Feel it. It's really hot.

My tight heart finally opened, looking at the blue sky, I kept asking myself why I was nervous when I went on stage, why my mind would be blank when I went on stage, and why I felt that every minute would be long when I went on stage.

I feel a little scared when I think about it. Hundreds of people were staring at me, and I didn't know how funny I was. Chorus competition is really a big test for me, testing my courage, my courage.

But as soon as I came to power, I was at a loss and became very nervous. I was conquered by my timidity and nervousness in this chorus competition. I sing so badly.

There will be a parent-teacher meeting at 3:20 this afternoon. As time goes on, my mood is getting worse and worse, just like today's weather. After school is over at 3:05, some students are very nervous and think that they will be beaten when they go home. Some students, on the contrary, are in high spirits and think that they will be praised when they go home. I trudged home. I felt bad in my heart. I was afraid of angering my parents, so I finished my homework early and began to preview the text. I couldn't help shivering when I imagined my parents' anger burning on me. I whispered, if only I were a teacher. When my mother came home, she didn't seem angry at all. I went up to her and asked her, "Why don't you scold me?" She said, "Your study is a little poor, but I don't blame you for your hard work." I'm not so nervous, but much happier. I hugged her happily, kissed her and hurried to do my homework.

I hope the teacher will encourage the students at the parent-teacher meeting.

7. The feeling of stepping into the examination room with a pen to answer questions during the exam.

I will have an exam soon. I'm nervous. Sometimes I don't take classes seriously. Maybe I haven't entered the exam state yet! I go home from school every day and play basketball all morning on Saturday. In the afternoon, I went to the Children's Palace to make up lessons. After I came back, I did the homework my mother gave me. Personally, I feel that I have entered the learning state, but the teacher said, "If you are more careful, your grades can be better."

But everyone has their own ideal school. Of course, I also want to be admitted to my ideal school, but I feel that I have no confidence in my grades, and I am afraid I will not be admitted. My mother told me not to be afraid. At least I can try my best. I may be admitted. I listened to my mother and asked the students who were admitted to Peiying School. What they said to me made me feel small, and their scores in Peiying surprised me. Now I understand why so many people want to go to Peiying School.

From now on, I must study hard and be admitted to an ideal school. I also understand that the ancients left "it's not too late to mend."

8.250 words describe the mood when the composition is praised. "Jiang, you are great! I am so proud to learn it so quickly! " When I heard coach Zheng praise my swimming skills, my heart was filled with infinite joy!

In order to let me learn to swim, my mother took me to the Park Road Sports School for swimming lessons. At first, I was timid, and I choked as soon as I entered the water, but every time I failed, coach Zheng always gave me patient guidance and help, and gradually my swimming skills improved a little.

Once, coach Zheng asked us to practice freestyle. The distance is 500 meters. I feel very tired after listening to it. Because I have to swim five times back and forth, coach Zheng seems to see my mind and gently said to me, "Jiang, don't be intimidated by the superficial phenomenon of things." As long as you take it as a simple thing to do, it won't be difficult! " I think it makes sense after listening to it. I followed the coach's instructions step by step. Sure enough, it only took me 20 minutes to swim the whole distance. At this time, the coach smiled and said, "Although your swimming posture and speed are good, your breath holding time is too short. It will be better if you hold it longer! " After listening to the coach, I tried again in the water. I don't think my breath is long enough. I said to the coach, "You are right, I will practice hard!" " "Very well, as long as you work hard, you will learn! Let's call it a day. See you tomorrow! "

When I got home, I took out the washbasin, filled it with water and began to hold my breath. I can only hold my breath for seven or eight seconds at first, but I still keep practicing. After a week, I can hold my breath in the water for more than twenty seconds! Many things happen. After more than two months of training, my breath holding time, swimming posture and speed have been greatly improved. Maybe the coach saw my progress. She smiled and said, "Jiang, you are great! Swimming has made great progress, which really makes me proud! " Said, gave me applause, this applause will inspire me to study harder, applause let me know that if you do it with your heart and keep practicing, you will be happy!

9. Write a composition about the mood of approaching the exam. More than 450 words of time flies. "Time is running out, and the mid-term exam is coming soon.

"Guan Yu, what a great skill. The enemy died as soon as they passed C." Listen, this is a group of people who love games. Listen again, "On the evening of 2006 10 12, Yuan Feng entered the house by moonlight and set off happily." Lang Lang's reading sound is really intoxicating. Eight weeks, 10 weeks, the exam is coming on Thursday and Friday, but some students still have leisure to talk about games. Alas, I really want to say to him, "Please stop talking about games, study hard and get good grades. You can have enough fun when you grow up. "

The mid-term exam is not far away!

It's not too late to review carefully. Now is the golden age of adolescent brain development, especially in the morning and evening. I can look at some key points and break through without understanding the difficulties. It's time for me to master these. In short, we should "preview and review, study hard and ask more questions."

More efforts, more rewards. There is an old saying: Only by suffering can you become a master. The meaning of this sentence is: those who suffer are better than others.

The mid-term exam is coming, so we should study and review quickly. Only in this way can we give full play to our strongest strength in the exam.

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As far as learning is concerned, foundation and hard work are equally important. Learning without foundation will face great difficulties. You may not have experienced such pressure, but I'm telling you, it's a hidden pain in your heart. Do you know the feeling that you can't release depressed emotions? Do you know the pain of waking up in the middle of the night and never falling asleep again? Do you know the sadness when I want to talk about the fear of facing the exam and find no one around me? Do you know that I didn't even have time to cry? Do you know what it's like to fight alone on a cold night? Do you know, when I am cold and sleepy and want to sleep, I find that there is still a lot of knowledge that I haven't learned that is very painful? Do you know the pain of regretting watching time slip away before your eyes? Do you know the helplessness and sadness in my heart when my grades are not as good as before? Do you know that I want to give up, but I can't go back? Do you know how hard it is when my heart hurts and I watch myself lose weight day by day and there is no one to talk to? You know, when I need comfort most, no one understands the desolation inside me. Do you know how many times I changed the requested information when I asked others to comfort me? Do you know my inner struggle when I walked into the college entrance examination room and pinned all my hopes on that roll of paper? Hey, it's over, it's over. In the cold season, it can make people lose their minds, which is called collapse. I woke up in my sleep almost every day for 30 nights, afraid that everything would slip through my fingers. I lost a lot of weight that month because I hardly ate anything for two whole weeks. My heart is too heavy. I use cold boiled water every day to maintain my thin body and struggle every day. In fact, I was very unhappy in class that month. I wish someone could comfort me, but I didn't. I am the only one who supports me. I haven't cried for 30 nights. I survived. I have made great progress. I am proud of myself. I believe my future is bright. My life has no assumptions and no beautiful plans, because life is alive, not imaginary.

Because what I can grasp is not the future, not tomorrow, nor today, but this second, only this second.