Monthly topic composition

In study, work or life, we always come into contact with writing, through which we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my monthly topic composition for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Mid-Autumn Festival is also called Mid-Autumn Festival, Reunion Festival and August Festival. The prevalence of Mid-Autumn Festival began in the Song Dynasty, and it became one of the major festivals in China in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, people's main activities are enjoying the moon and eating moon cakes. In Xiamen, whenever the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, there will be a sweet jingle of dice hitting porcelain bowls in the streets and alleys. Every Mid-Autumn Festival night, our family will get together in a circle and share cakes.

My family's prizes are rich and colorful, one show is pomegranate; The second layer is peanuts or grapes; Three reds are apples; Jin Si is a pear; Yes, sugar is pitaya; The number one scholar is a bag of moon cakes. Looking at so many prizes, I wish I could write more blogs at night.

After dinner, I can't wait to put out the prizes with my mother, and finally I can start blogging! I picked up the dice, shook them a few times and threw them into the bowl. "Wow …" I actually threw a champion! I immediately grabbed the bag of moon cakes. Not long after, I was very lucky, and I won the first prize in one show, two lifts, three reds, four entries and one reversal. Bobbobo, then the prizes of Sanhong and Duitang were taken away. We have regulations that you can grab the prizes of "Three Red", "Sugar" and "Top Scholar", but only one can be grabbed. After several rounds of competitions, the grand prizes were given to my grandmother and me. Looking at my bag full of trophies, I was filled with joy.

In the midst of laughter, we ended this blog, and I am very happy. But the fly in the ointment is that this year because my father is very busy working in the field, he can't come back to spend the holidays with us. There is an ancient poem that says well: "I miss my loved ones more every year." I hope we can spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with the whole family next year.

Maybe you will say, June, what's the matter, is there any special significance? But I want to say that this June summer is of great significance to me, because I will leave one school and enter another school to meet new people and things and accept new knowledge.

In June, I have been very busy, busy reviewing and busy taking exams. Now I'm finally free, and suddenly I'm a little at a loss. When the alarm clock rings in June, I will still sit up, press the alarm clock and start dressing, but halfway through, it suddenly occurred to me that you don't have to go to class today, and no one will force you to get up early, attend class, do your homework and so on. But in the end, I got dressed and went to have breakfast with my parents. My mother said, "Why did you get up so early after the exam? You don't have to get up tomorrow. " Have a good rest. "I just replied," yes. "The next day, I still got up.

All the review materials before the exam have been sold in the school. Those college entrance examination materials that we regard as treasures turned into waste paper of 60 cents a kilogram when we collected waste products. I really wanted to stop selling at that time, but these materials had lost their value after the exam and had to be sold. Finally, I got 55.6 yuan from the waste, which is not enough to buy a book. ...

I was going to keep all the books I moved home, but now I am not in the mood to read them, because I have read them for three years and know which pages are important. So, I went to the bookstore, bought books, learned new knowledge in the summer vacation, and saved some energy to prepare for school in September.

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I always thought it was a long time, but now I think it is a short time. Three years have passed, and it seems that he left us without enjoying himself. We must cherish the coming university life more.

On May Day, my aunt in Hangzhou invited me to visit her home, so I went to her home. During the day, my brother and I came to the famous scenic spots of West Lake and Qiandao Lake in Hangzhou. The beauty of Hangzhou far exceeds my hometown, and I really want to live in this beautiful and prosperous city. I'm crazy and exhausted after playing with my brother all day. When I sleep at night, I can't help thinking of my mother when I see my brother sleeping happily with my aunt. I slept in the bed and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky through the window. Looking at the bright moon, I thought of my hometown-Yancheng. Although it is not as rich and beautiful as Hangzhou, there are no tall buildings and traffic, but there are my relatives, friends and home. The ancients said well: "Moonlight in how bright at home!" . I didn't know the moon in my hometown was so round and bright.

I think, at this moment, relatives studying, living and working in the beautiful hometown of Hangzhou, when they see the bright moon hanging in the air outside the window, will also think of relatives and friends in their hometown thousands of miles away. I believe that in the near future, when they are successful in their studies and careers, they will definitely return to their hometown and devote themselves to the construction of their hometown.

Looking at the bright moon outside the window, I made up my mind that I must study hard and master my skills in the future. When I grow up, I will also build my hometown to make the moon in my hometown rounder, brighter and brighter.

However, if there is only one moon alone, it seems a bit lonely. Therefore, in China's ancient poems, the moon always has something as a foil, mostly mountains and water, and there are countless things like "the mountain is high and the moon is small" and "the moon reflects three pools and prints the moon".

Monthly topic composition 4 Mid-Autumn Festival is full, and the moon shadow is swaying. Leaves rustle in the moonlight, just like relatives calling softly. Quiet night, bright moon and clear wind always give me a pure feeling. The moonlight is as clear and transparent as soft water, light and beautiful. The moonlight in my hometown, like being enchanted, always touches my heart.

It will always be such a warm night. Wandering is like squeezing your thoughts into a full moon, looking at the moon and thinking about your hometown. The moon in other places is big and round. But only the moon in my hometown is the most beautiful and brightest. For strangers in different places, Mid-Autumn Festival is the yearning for home and the expectation of reunion.

Popularity! Love! Full moon!

The round moon hung in the sky and missed the Milky Way. My hometown in my heart is a big tree without rings, which will never grow old; The moonlight in my hometown is a pool of autumn water, shining with golden light forever. The moon is dancing, and people who miss home dream. Don't blame the moon for taking you back to your hometown, although it is small. In your dream, you saw the moonlight in your hometown again. It is so bright and charming. ...

Looking at the moonlight in my hometown, I am also drunk. Fairy Chang 'e on the moon, are you looking at me, too? You know, your white skirt brushed my forehead with the wind, and I seemed to fly over the majestic Yun He with the wind and meet you at the full moon in my hometown.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! The moonlight in my hometown, you light up the way for thousands of people to go home. ...

In March, memories and dreams are as bright as blooming rape flowers.

Spring woke up, but winter didn't run aground. In the morning, the thick sunshine is scattered in the cold air, and my body greedily absorbs the warmth, comfort and coziness of the cold, so I have no time to enjoy it. The green and golden rape flowers in the back of the mountain touched the most sensitive nerve in my heart, and memories came to my mind, and my eyes held back absolute sadness in vain. When everything becomes a memory, sadness is just superfluous, but I still want to rely on it to seek release. Memories are beautiful, but memories are cruel. When the past is unbearable, I can be glad that I escaped. When my childhood has become a memory, I can also remember my lost childhood with silent eyes. Alas. That brilliant rape flower! Can it not wither? Can you accompany my youth? I'm afraid I'll go back to the back hill to find your trace in my twilight years. I am worried that when I am dying, I will hold hands with time helplessly and beg for "give me another chance."

Don't! Don't! So what if you die! What if you can't save it! Now I'm tired of pretending to be serious to cover up my carelessness in the face of people I don't like. If you don't like it, you don't like it. No one can stop me from chasing the person I like. I don't want to be numb by the secular world and lose my true self. Although adults feel silly, I just want to be a simple and happy dream-chasing teenager, and record my beautiful dreams last night with my notes on a bright morning. On a pleasant afternoon, running hard on the basketball court; On a quiet night, I fell asleep listening to sad music in my headphones. ......

This is what you need.

The third day of the third lunar month is the traditional festival of Wuming Zhuang nationality. On this day every year, many people go to the market and watch the excitement. On March 3 this year, I followed my parents to catch the market. Father said there were many good-looking programs, including thousands of people jumping on bamboo shoulders, throwing hydrangeas to grab fireworks, and many others, which were very interesting. On the big lawn, I saw a sea of people, gongs and drums, and thousands of people began to jump on bamboo. Wow! There are too many people. When I squeezed in, I saw many big brothers and sisters wearing beautiful clothes of various colors with many ethnic patterns on them. How beautiful! They jumped up with the crack of tapping bamboo shoulders. Cool action! Many people came from all directions to watch the bamboo pole dance. A team of people is responsible for playing bamboo poles, opening and closing them rhythmically, and then jumping to follow the rhythm. If the rhythm is wrong, you will be hit by a bamboo pole. My mother said that my big brother and sister usually train very hard and seriously, and they won't hit their feet. It is not easy for me to keep up with their rhythm. I was very happy. This is the most lively festival I have ever seen. This is March 3 in my hometown, which is quite interesting. Children, do you think my hometown is beautiful? On March 3rd every year, you are welcome to visit my hometown!

Monthly topic composition 7 Oh, October wind, this autumn October wind! Who can understand this hearty October wind!

Under the lofty and vast blue tile sky, the autumn wind in October blows on the earth!

From farmers' fields to towering buildings; From the majestic Badaling to the endless seaside, it is this October wind that swept China!

The flying red flag blew away, and the deafening sound of gongs and drums sounded, which was blown to 9.6 million square kilometers of land by the autumn breeze in October. With the news of harvest and the freshness of the fields, it blew into the hearts of1200 million people. Autumn ploughed land opens its mind and enjoys it heartily. Pomegranate smiled and shook stupidly. ...

The wind in October is golden, and it is the only wind in October, which is as turbulent as waves and permeates people's hearts! This powerful, sweeping land of China, steaming upward golden wind!

The rooster stands still and crows, listening to the golden wind. What a happy song! What a song! The Chinese land cheered and the people of the world were shocked. They are all listening to the cheerful songs in the golden wind!

It hurts so fast, screams from the heart, stirs the throat, and sings the voice of the Millennium.

Thanks to the golden wind, the October wind blows in all directions!

Oh! This ticking October wind!

The sunshine in October is like a fragrant lily in full bloom, like a ray of sunshine shining into the deep sea, bringing warmth and hope. Bathed in the infinite warmth of the sun, the soul has also become full of the breath of the sun ... In the morning, with a faint mist, the sun shines through the clouds and shines on the world. People who dance lightly in the morning; Birds are chirping merrily in the branches; Lush trees on the side; Little flowers on the grass ... everything looks so harmonious and warm, like an angel arrival, like a hundred flowers blooming, everyone is full of spring and the flowers are delicate and charming. Dewdrops are shining and birds are chirping. I can't help but take a deep breath and sigh: what a beautiful day ... unknown trees are planted next to the path, and unknown flowers are hung on the trees.

Jasper-like branches and leaves, crystal clear, early morning dew hanging among the leaves, shining from time to time, bringing a very fresh feeling. The leafy flowers are teetering and crowded. Pale yellow petals, accompanied by the breeze, float, float, shake, and finally climb on the ground, full of fragrance ... can not help but remind people of the scenic spot of "stepping on flowers and returning to horseshoe fragrance". The branches and leaves of the roadside canopy are blown back and forth by the wind, like a clean and beautiful girl, and her hair is blown by the breeze ... The fragrance of October shines like warm sunshine, like a touch of light blue emerging from the water, bringing freshness and pleasure. Walking on a path full of petals, the soul becomes full of peace. ...

On Saturday, we just finished dinner, and my parents drove me to Yuehu Park in the northeast corner of Changsha.

The sun has set and there is only a small red cloud in the sky. Yuehu Park has beautiful scenery and flashing lights. There are many people walking in the park.

There are many interesting projects in Yuehu Park. Water polo on the lake is the most interesting. I slowly entered through a small door in the water polo. A staff member zipped up the water polo and inflated it slowly. Water polo is getting bigger and bigger. The workers pushed the water polo onto the lake, and I played wildly. I stood up and pushed the water polo to roll on the water. However, as soon as the water polo rolled, I fell down. I fell to the ground and tumbled a lot. God, this is so exciting.

After playing for a while, I got out of the water polo. Ah, what a dizzy spell!

Then, we went to the lake and took a bumper boat. My father and I got on the boat wearing life jackets. Hey, there's a barracuda on board. I hit it with a gun, but it didn't ring.

Dad started the boat, just like driving. As soon as you turn around, the boat will walk up and down the lake. It's breezy and comfortable. Suddenly, our boat ran into another boat and the water splashed on my face. Now I finally understand, no wonder this ship is called "bumper boat". That's interesting.

The roads and bridges in Yuehu Park are very distinctive. They are all made of wood. We walked leisurely on the bridge for a while and leaned against the railing for a long time. Lights are flashing around Yuehu Park, and cars on the road in the distance pass like a long light belt. When the cool wind blows, it is not as hot as during the day. At this time, I suddenly heard the sound of "quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack quack. It turned out that the frog was barking. Dad says frogs eat insects under the bridge.

It's getting late. Time to go home. I went home reluctantly.

Monthly topic composition 10 The most beautiful April day in the world, the peach blossoms all over the mountains, the breeze blowing over the face, the grass drilling out of the soil, and even the clothes on my body are neither too hot nor too cold. Everything is so perfect, just like the person I remember.

With a special sunny face, you can fly on the basketball court, sit quietly in the classroom and be a quiet handsome man. My academic performance is excellent, and I seem to be among the best without much effort. Children of serious families.

And I am just an ugly duckling, an ordinary family, an ordinary appearance, an ordinary achievement and an ordinary step.

Two people should be like two parallel lines, and there will never be any intersection.

It's almost time for evening self-study, and I can't figure out the last question. I don't know why math for liberal arts students is still so difficult. It's just a little difficult.

I almost scratched my scalp, but I felt unwilling to give up. School will be over in a few minutes, and I need to hand in my paper after school.

Can't you do the last question? Try to add an auxiliary line between point A and point C, and a nice voice comes from behind. In this way, suddenly the idea of solving the problem in my mind is clear.

The school bell rang and I finally finished the problem. Blunt and say thank you to the person behind you. If you have any questions you can't ask in the future, you can ask me directly. Don't scratch your scalp.

On the way to school, the breeze is warmer. Walking in the spring breeze in April, you are an April day on earth.

Monthly topic composition 1 1 During the day, it belongs to the sun; Night belongs to the moon.

The month is missing and caring. Whenever I look up at the moon, I always think of parting with those "buddies" on a moonlit night-that night, the wind was cool and the moon was bright, and we stood side by side under the street lamp without saying anything, leaving a thin cloud to cover the moon shallowly. At that time, we were ignorant, how did we know that time passed and never came back? Time is like a thief, stealing many immeasurable years, but quietly, and those days that can't go back slip away quietly. But as long as we think that we are still under the same sky and looking at the same moon, we will not feel lonely.

The month is both regret and hope. We used to shout "youth without regrets" at the seaside, but everyone has regrets, unfinished wishes, unfinished things and unexpected endings ... but life is not a tape full of songs, and you can always return to the original position. We can't change the past, but fortunately, the future is infinite. I hope to live up to our youth, those who read at night, and the moon that illuminates our dreams in the dark.

Month, since ancient times, is a kind of talk, but also an emotional sustenance. "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs." I can't express my reluctance to my loved ones. Near ten o'clock in the evening, the piano in my room never stopped. This is undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment for a day's fatigue, but who knows that this strong girl has practiced repeatedly day and night.

The night sky is warm because of the moon; The night road is bright because of the moon; People who are still writing at night see the future clearly because of the moon. ...

Enjoy it once in a while and find that what you hear with your ears, see with your eyes and smell with your nose are full of beauty.

In July, it feels the hottest and hottest in a year. Like a fire, and then experienced the initial coolness. A gust of wind is followed by a high-temperature red warning, which cannot be avoided or prevented.

In July, the most beautiful scenery is blue sky and white clouds, endless blue and unwashed white. The pictures in the circle of friends are all sunny. But I respect pen for having the courage to leave in this weather. When I went out, I saw the sun like fire, and all my travel dreams instantly turned into fireworks.

I am used to seeing the flowers blooming and falling on the balcony, but if I don't get wet, I will die of haggard, not as green as before, and not as complacent as before. But for this weather, this fire, I will be a little scared, a little greedy and a little embarrassed. However, in an instant, I will die quietly, evaporate and merge with the burning sunshine again.

In the afternoon, listen to the ruthless chirping of summer insects on the roadside, look at the gorgeous flowers downstairs, and experience the fiery xia yang and occasionally the majestic summer rain, but everything is a fine story of summer and a legend of long years in summer.

July, the beginning of the month and the end of the month, seems to have a hard journey, but inadvertently a low eyebrow, gently turned to August, think about it, is it the spring and autumn season?

On the last day of July, a gust of wind moved the world. When the typhoon Galaxy came, the earthquake shook. Fortunately, we are all safe.

In July, when you come, you will be safe.

August, happy-go-lucky, quiet inside, people as pale as chrysanthemums.

Monthly topic composition 13 "The moonlight is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the curtain is red with begonia"

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Looking at the moon in the sky, what do you think of?

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Speaking of the moon, I have to say Chang 'e and Yutu. Legends belong to legends, but they are hidden in the hearts of many children and sneak into dreams at night. Dreams, how sacred, are hazy.

When I was a child, I often saw Chang 'e's hazy face on the hazy moon in my hazy dreams and smiled mysteriously! Jade rabbit spoiled beside her, lying in her mother's arms as warm as a baby.

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The artistic conception of Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond is also desirable ―― a lonely night, a path and a corner of the lotus pond, but the night creates a beautiful artistic conception: "leaves in the field", "white flowers in the valley", and the gift of the moon after being intoxicated with "thin mist" and "faint clouds" ―― which is probably what Tao Yuanming said. Although the moonlight is shallow, it is more mysterious.

The mysterious moon, one in the sky and the other in the water, faces each other in a foggy way. What can be left to us in the confrontation is only beauty, only obscurity, only drifting with the tide.

However, in the face of this month, you can't be erratic. Blink of an eye, everything may disappear, leaving you only emptiness, desolation and hesitation.

(3)

Being harassed by fluorescent lamps all day, go outside for a walk!

It's midsummer night, and the moonlight is cool, which relieves the usual fatigue and heat. There are no annoying street lamps on the grass, and everything is shrouded in the ordinary moonlight-the trees are just shadows, but when they know it, they play a chorus, which seems to be happy with the moon, intermittent and rhythmic ... Although everything is not "quiet", it is somewhat fresh and elegant, kind and natural.

At this moment, I looked up at the sky, and the moon seemed to be smiling!

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Although the moon is hazy, it is moving and mysterious.

Yesterday, my grandma and I went to Yuehu Park to play. As soon as we entered Yuehu Park, camphor tree was like a giant, and raised its stout arms to welcome us.

After a few more steps, a smell came to my nose. Looking intently, it turned out to be pink plum blossom. Seen from a distance, the whole Moon Lake turned into a pink ocean.

I walked along the winding path paved with slate to the depths of the park and came to the lake. I vaguely saw fish swimming in the lake. When I walked in, I found small fish in the lake with different shapes and colors. Red and white look good! I threw some bread crumbs, and the small fish scrambled to eat them. The chubby fish wagged its tail as if to say, "Thank you." Little fish that have never eaten feel dejected.

There are many tourists sitting on boats in the lake. They rowed, chatted and laughed, and the boat stirred up light blue waves on the calm lake. While playing with water, the children splashed beautiful water on the bumper car, and the water splashed everywhere, leaving ripples on the water.

We went to the gym again and brought a lot of sports equipment. Some are constantly exercising on fitness equipment, some are playing on the seesaw, sweating profusely, and some are playing on the slide. Have fun! At this moment, a shiny thing flew by. Look carefully! This is a bubble. Not far away, a child is blowing bubbles. Some children blow bubbles like twins. Some are small bubbles together, like a string of pearls and grapes. There are big bubbles and small bubbles, like mother and daughter walking.

Yuehu Park is a good place for leisure. I like Moon Lake.

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.

The world has put on new clothes, rivers are moving, trees are dense and birds are flying back. Maybe that's the case.

In the early spring in the north, this field has sprouted a little green, tender and soft, like a delicate girl, scattered, much like what Han Yu said, "The grass is close, but there is nothing", which can't help but make people fondle it.

On the other hand, the flowers in the field are in full bloom, and peach trees, pear trees and various unknown flowers and plants are in full bloom. Red as fire, pink as chardonnay, white as snow, and a large area of yes, all stood there enjoying the spring, and the fragrance was intertwined, which was quite a fairyland. Naturally, it is not inferior to the saying that "spring can't close the garden, and an apricot is out of the wall".

"It rains before 2: 00 or 3: 00", and the rain in March is not as turbulent as summer, as bleak as autumn, nor as cold as winter, but as continuous as silk, like a kind bodhisattva coming to the world. No, it may be more vivid than the silk quilt woven by the Queen Mother. When the spring rain touches your face, you will feel silky and warm, which may be that spring is approaching you.

March is the best time of the year, and this is the beginning. I hope so, and so is life. Don't miss this beautiful "Spring March".