Write a composition with the feeling of taking a shot every day.

1. The feeling of writing 600 words in an instant, at that moment.

In our life, many things happen every day. Maybe you are tired of taste, but these things will not disappear because of your neglect. How many beautiful moments slip away from you, but you stand here numb and unaware.

Life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of eyes to find beauty. What are you doing when a meteor streaks across the sky above you? As long as you observe carefully, you will certainly gain a lot of feelings.

Once, I took my cousin who had just gone shopping in kindergarten. I bought him a popsicle to keep him from making too much noise. Walking, I saw a beggar in the distance, an old man in rags, with gray hair and beard shining in the sun. Standing there straight, holding a broken bowl in his hand, waving his hand in front of everyone passing by.

I took my cousin's hand and walked slowly forward. When I walked up to the beggar, he put his bowl in front of me as usual. I bowed my head and walked over to speed up the pace, and my cousin looked back at him. Suddenly, he looked up and asked me, "Brother, do you have any change?" "Why?" "If there is, I will give it to him." I shook my head and saw a trace of disappointment in his eyes. He thought thoughtfully for a while, ran back to the beggar's direction and shouted, "Brother, wait for me there!" " "I have guessed what he is going to do, so I have to look at him helplessly. He ran over and handed the popsicle to the beggar. Said something and ran back at once. I saw tears in the beggar's eyes, shining like his hair and beard. At that moment, I was moved I didn't expect a kindergarten child to have a seed of love in his heart. It grows so strong. I want to tell him that I met a "fake beggar", but I can't stand it. I can't bear to trample on the young seeds of love.

Such a young heart has such generous love. Compared with him, I am like an unsympathetic "negative textbook". My heart is full of guilt, but what makes my mind so numb?

May such moments fill every corner of the world.

2. I saw it in one day and felt it in 400 words. In 2009, Zhejiang began to feel the countryside of writing test.

I think of fairy tales of farm paradise. It has faded away the glitz of the city and washed away the complexity of the world. This may be Algard's canvas. The pure blue sky is like a mirror, the gorgeous flowers are like paint, and the golden sunflowers grow in the seeds that hope for sunshine. ? This may be Tao Qi 'an's pastoral poem, interpreted by the fairy couple in the misty story. Oblique sunshine, carefree. ?

This poem only depicts the countryside. When we really enter the countryside, it is difficult to feel the countryside, and we will find that our country is experiencing pain. And the sun, the sun is not warm, but it scorches the sinister land. Going far away, I want to go back to the land, between day and night, in spring, when the land is exhausted. In this land, his growth and his sweat moisten this land; He learned to be strong in this land and learn a solid pace in this land; He was born in loess and loess thanks to several generations. When the storm came, his heart trembled like a swaying field crop, and tears were all over his cheeks, such as flooding the fields, his heart and his breath. When the drought comes, the crops are generally shaking their thin bodies. He can't see the hope, but he sees the harvest, and his eyes are cloudy and empty. ?

They are happy sometimes, but this kind of happiness is so humble. Their greatest happiness is a bumper harvest. The whole wheat grain looks like jewelry, and their eyes turn into crescent smiles. The life they yearn for most is good weather, and they also want to live such an ordinary life. ?

This rural scenery won't let us down, will it? Because this cruel beauty with the countryside is more real, in fact, the simple feeling, don't always be a leisurely tourist, because it is quiet and pure, it is difficult to give it more understanding and sympathy at the same time. ?

Simple feeling, feeling the pulse of farming civilization, feeling the most powerful cry of China, feeling the massiness of the land, feeling the sweat of land invasion; The most frank enthusiasm and persistent feelings of farmers in China, and the pain and helplessness experienced by farmers in China. ?

We looked at their contempt and thought that they brought blood and sweat, and we were full of hope. ?

China farmers will always stand in the history of China with the most humble attitude, and let our hearts feel the countryside!

3. Write a composition about the feeling when shooting flowers and the angle when shooting graduation photo.

In that restless evening, with panic, fatigue and a little excitement, my classmates and I walked quietly on the playground, waiting for the moment when everything in our junior high school was fixed in that small eight-inch world. The heat of the sunset moved slowly on my back. My back to the sunset, silence, silence, silence again. It turned out that, in the end, it was just silently moved. However, this is enough.

Small mirror, wooden comb. No one will give you disgusting eyes again, and no one will call you boring and boastful behind your back. After all, we want to leave a beautiful image and a youthful face. "Hey, your bangs are a little messy." You turned your head, quite shocked. Because of some small things, I once quarreled with you and hated your guts. Forgive my ridiculous naivety and ignorance, please don't hide my ugly dark side in your heart for a long time. "Let me help you." We smiled at each other, let bygones be bygones and understood each other as before. If you want to go, you should go happily and bring such a touch to the road.

Button up. Turn up the collar. Boys who are unkempt on weekdays return to comeliness against the background of school uniforms. On weekdays, you have a basketball in your hand, exuding youthful vitality in the bright sunshine; Smile confidently in front of those gobbledygook math problems; The moustache on my chin has just sprouted, but it will grab the weight in my hand at the stairs and whistle and rush into the classroom. All kinds of you, so many looks, sloppy in the past, handsome honest and frank today-you live in my heart. Sensitive me, I will pick up those tiny details that are often easily overlooked by you and put them in the deepest memory as treasures. Your touching enthusiasm and smile are in my dream every night.

"Stand up, stand up quickly." The tripod opposite has been set up. As usual, the head teacher stood beside the photographer with a stern expression, struggling to direct. The tone is full of kindness and gentleness. Probably it was really excited by us, or maybe it was because we didn't give up. In short, I will never forget the tears of my old class for many years. That kind of touch from the teacher may be a feeling I can't say anymore. Stand still, let's roll our eyes and look at that small circle. Don't be nervous, please don't be nervous. Relax your face, bend your eyes, show your white teeth like the bright moon, and raise your mouth into a perfect and gentle arc. What kind of expression is fixed, brilliant or weird. Although it looks silly, many years later, I still smile when I see it, leaving only a smile. What kind of youth, what kind of era? Now, it is our fleeting time.

"Come again, relax and pose. Soon. " The photographer across the street spoke. I haven't had time to think about what orders to give to my limbs, and I haven't had time to prepare, "three, two, one!" " The photographer's countdown has begun.

Click. In a panic, I just stretched out my index finger and middle finger and drew a "V", which was silly and I had to spit it out myself. But then you smiled and told me it was so cute. Facts have proved that there is no need to worry or regret. It's okay. Everything will be calm and perfect in the end. The dull time machine proudly ran over our youth, leaving us with such a smooth and perfect memory, so quiet and moving.

The afterglow of the sunset is spreading, and so is my heartache and ours. Don't cry, please don't cry Although we go our separate ways and will be separated after three years together, we are not alone because of those touching smiles, tears and years.

4. Take photos of activities and write a composition about life experiences, with no less than 300 words. My friends and I will take pictures of autumn, but where is autumn? My friends and I are coming to take pictures in autumn! We came to the orchard, click, click, and took pictures of autumn. Autumn is in the fruitful orchard. Look, persimmons are red, grapes are purple, and pears are like Tie Guai Li's wine gourd. They are so cute. We came to the hillside, click, click, and took pictures of autumn. Autumn is on the hillside. Look, the fragrance of osmanthus attracts small animals. Chrysanthemums are fighting for who is the most beautiful, and purple. Beautiful chrysanthemums nod frequently in autumn. We came to the field, click, click, and took pictures of autumn. Autumn is in the fields with abundant grains. You see, the heavy ears of rice are ripe, the fields are full of gold, and the rice is bent, greeting like autumn! Ah! Autumn is so beautiful! We should take more pictures of autumn as a souvenir.

As the calendar gets thinner and thinner, time draws the days in a straight line. I pulled one end of this thread and ran to the end of it quickly. On this line, I tied many knots, many knots that I couldn't untie. Looking back one year, looking forward to one year. There are regrets and expectations, successes and failures, gains and losses, memories and forgetfulness.

New ideas are coming again. When this member is retro and everything is changing, I will give myself a general explanation. Looking back on the past year, I have gained, paid, persisted, slackened, and had right and wrong. In these 365 days, it is easy to get lost. As the days go by, I get bigger day by day. I believe in 206533.

6. Write a composition on the topic of feeling and feeling life.

Don't pursue it deliberately, life itself is a kind of beauty. -inscription

I once read a story: God asked three mortals to answer what they came to this world for. The first man said, "I came to this world to enjoy life." The second man said, "I came to this world to suffer." The third man said, "I should not only bear the hardships that life gives me, but also enjoy the happiness that life gives me." God gave the first two people 50 points, and the third person 100 points.

Yes, "suffering and enjoying happiness" is the true meaning of life. Life is a long road. Although there are beautiful scenery along the way, there are also beasts. We should calmly face the blessings and disasters of life. Feel the fun of challenges in hardships, feel the satisfaction of laughter in happiness, and don't always sigh that life is unfair to you. "How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?"

Seeing beautiful scenery is to feel life; Listening to good music is to feel life; To enjoy deep affection is to feel life; Having pure friendship is to feel life; Pursuing lofty goals is to feel life; To experience the ups and downs of struggle is to feel life; Suffering from painful setbacks means feeling life … feeling that life is everywhere!

Life is a kind of beauty, with natural beauty, soul beauty, failure beauty and success beauty. The beauty of nature is its magnificent beauty; The beauty of the soul is its truth, goodness and beauty; The beauty of failure is the beauty of its experience; The beauty of success lies in the beauty of harvest. Feeling the beauty of life will make you know the world again, see its richness and be full of hope for it!

We, a group of middle school students, should:

"Don't always complain that husband and mother are too strict;

Don't always resent the tight management of the school;

Actually, it's all for your own good Don't wait until you regret it, and then experience that kind of happiness. At that time, I'm afraid it will be too late. "

Feel life!

7. It feels good to shoot seven orders for a composition. It feels good to go home with 600 words. Li, Class Six, Quanzhou Normal School, Fujian, "Go home!" I pushed open the door and faced this familiar and warm home, I felt a feeling I had never felt before-it's good to be home!

Yes, it feels good! Think of these five days, the devil's training in the labor base, the hard and cold food, forgetting to add cold water to the bath, and almost scalding the roast duck … These unpleasant memories make me feel at home! As soon as I got home, I rushed into the bathroom, turned on the convenient water heater and began to take a shower. Wow! It feels so good! This reminds me of the five days in the labor base. I took a bath and poured half a bucket of hot water. I thought I was at home. My mother scooped up the water with the prepared bath water and put her hand into the water. Wow! I dare not scream, for fear that my classmates will laugh at me. I can only wash silently with cold water, endure the pain and shed tears for my uselessness. ...

But the labor base also has a lot of fun. The words that students care about wash away all the troubles in daily life-in fact, I am at home, isn't it good to take care of myself?

In the evening, I enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. I can't help but think of the bitter rice in the labor base. Every day, the cold "nutrition package" is next to hunger. Fortunately, there is food to take. After receiving the food given to me by my mother, I have a particularly warm and warm feeling in my heart-even if I am used to being wild, I will miss home. All this is described by the phrase "it's good to be home" everywhere, or it's on the lips. This is a feeling I have never felt before ... I can't express it in words.

After eating the fruit, I silently think and recall. Looking at my mother's familiar and unfamiliar cheeks, I ... The sharp contrast between these two places makes me no longer want to live outside, and also makes me no longer have a good impression on leaving home. But let me know what is warmth, what is home and what is the feeling of home. I look around this warm and familiar home. ...

8. Write a composition and feel the sunshine.

The warm spring breeze shines on the earth, and the long-lost sun quietly tries to poke its head out and touch the coolness. When the earth has recovered and global warming, it is not careful.

The heavy snow finally ended in countless expectations and was replaced by the joy of spring. I heard spring coming in the clear stream, and everyone's warm face was filled with that smile. People huddled in the corner and frozen began to try to stick their heads out to feel and touch the warmth of the sunny earth.

Like sunny days, what we need more in life is sunshine, which is generally a symbol of hope and future. There is sunshine, why not go out and relax? With sunshine, why should life be boring? With sunshine, there is more hope in life. The sunshine corresponds to the rain and dew, but on rainy days, under the dark sky, the mood will inevitably become depressed, and sad memories and sad memories are as vivid as the movie release. The inner desolation is more bleak under the catalysis of rain. How can we have a good mood?

I like sunny days. With sunshine, life is so warm and wonderful. Relatively speaking, I prefer the sunshine in winter and spring. The sunshine at that time brought us more confidence and maturity in obscurity. The fighting spirit and drive of life are also more obvious, as if there are all kinds of broad avenues waiting for us ahead. Under the inspiration of spring, the road is getting wider and wider.

The pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, but under the heavy traffic, the pace of life is faster. After the lazy winter, the breath of life is stronger, as if after all the disasters, life can be restored to its original color.

The winter of 2008 brought too much to people. The struggle in the disaster, the wailing in the desolation ... The warmth transmitted between people and society in the severe winter is enough to melt the cold and come quietly, and the suffering side is more real. Even in the cold and snowy winter, we can feel the warmth of the sun, as if the sun has been with us. Looking back, I sincerely sent my true feelings and gave people countless directions and hopes. The future has appeared in the near future with a brand-new attitude, not to mention this sunny and warm earth.

Love the sunshine, feel the sunshine, touch the warmth to the fullest, and make the flame of youth more mature in the sunshine. Blood is flowing, with sunshine, I strode to the front of the new year …

9. About a little thing, write about the feeling of maternal love

Time flies, and many memories fade with the passage of time. But one thing impressed me deeply-deep maternal love.

That morning, I went 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 one by one. My father teaches in a foreign school and never goes home at noon. As it happens, my mother has a high fever these days and is still taking intravenous drip. I don't think anyone will pick me up. I am sitting alone in the classroom, anxious and hungry. Looking at the pouring rain outside the window, I couldn't help crying.

At this time, a familiar figure appeared in the heavy rain. Oh, it's mom! The strong wind and the heavy rain seemed to engulf my mother. My mother struggled towards me.

"* * *, come and put on your raincoat." Mom said as she took off her raincoat and put it on me. At this time, it is raining harder and harder. Mother's hair, face and body were soaked through by the rain. Looking at "wet" mother and her pale face, I couldn't help crying again. ...

An umbrella holds up a sky, and the umbrella my mother loves gives me happiness and happiness. Although it has been a long time, it has always touched me and taught me to be a good person and study hard. ...

10. Excerpt 1 essay, feeling the medical expenses; You are thin and skinny, and your daughter looks so distressed; You are old, but your daughter can't stay with you and take care of you in your later years.

When you were young, you were worried about our sister's growth. Especially me, I am a crying girl. Noisy neighbors can't sleep every night. I'll trouble you the next day. You bow your head, apologize quickly and say, "Be careful in the future!" "

In the days to come, whenever I cry every night, you put on your clothes, turn on the light, get out of bed and pick me up and turn around on the ground. Sometimes you bring delicious food to my mouth, and sometimes you play with my toys until I am tired and fall asleep. You can lie down for a while.

I was even more worried when I was at school. Wake me up every morning when the alarm clock rings. I can eat your delicious food after I wash my face. After dinner, you dragged me to school with your car, and when you saw me enter the school gate, you gradually left. Mom, I want to tell you that I love you, and you have never worked hard for me. Has been unknown, no regrets. In this way, the days passed and I grew up gradually.

When you grow up, you are more sensible every day. In order to live up to your expectations, I study hard. At first, academic performance continued to rise. I'm glad you are happy. However, contrary to expectations, my body ached, I was too tired to breathe, and the heavy workload squeezed me, and I began to feel nervous and even a little scared. At this time, my mind is full of ideas, my mind is full of ideas, and my heart is&; ; Insufficient primary schools. I want to find a shoulder to lean on. I never talk to others. All my troubles and pains can only be hidden in my heart. Find a pure land, clean and pure, and everything is worse. Sometimes, I feel that I really dare not come to this world, and even feel that I am redundant, a burden to society and a scourge. I want to die, but the thought that you have done so much for me and I can't repay you, I gave up the idea.

Now, everything is getting better. I wanted to send you some money every year to make your old age moist, but you have hyperthyroidism. I can't help you with your illness. I feel very ashamed that I can't help you.

Mom, I want to tell you that my daughter is unfilial, please forgive her! Don't think too well of me, don't think too perfectly of me, and don't pin all your hopes on me. However, I can tell you one thing for sure. Although I can't give you anything, I will love you deeply wherever I go. May you live for love, be happy, eat if you can, drink if you can, and lose nothing.