Gao yi composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition, through which our scattered thoughts can be gathered together. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my collection of senior one 10 compositions. Welcome to study and reference, I hope it will help you.

1, a senior one composition, galloped on the road of life on the train of time, only to suddenly look back and find that I wasted another spring and autumn because I was attached to the flowers on the roadside. During my freshman year, I experienced a lot and learned a lot.

Walking through the first year of high school, I gained happiness: happiness means listening to the teacher's jokes when I am tired in class; Happiness is to discuss problems with your deskmate when you relax after class; Happiness is a whim, pulling a friend to talk briefly, and then vaguely accepting the call of Duke Zhou.

Through senior one, I learned to be brave and get rid of cowardice: in class, although I sometimes make mistakes, I dare to speak actively; In the singing contest, although I was eliminated in the first round, I dared to stand on the stage and show my voice; In my speech, although it is only a few minutes, I dare to speak my mind.

After passing through the first year of high school, I learned to be grateful: thanks to the teacher, who created one opportunity after another and made me brave and optimistic; Thank the teacher, as our loving father and strict mother, for forecasting the weather when it changes, reminding us to increase or decrease clothes in time without relaxing our study, and always warning us to work hard and come on; Thank you, teacher, for patiently comforting us when we fail and sharing the joy of success with us when we succeed.

After the first year of high school, I deeply understood what "there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people". In the big group of No.6 Middle School, everyone strives for the top and wants to leave his name on the honor roll. In the competition, we will inevitably meet our opponents. The word "opponent" is frightening, but I want to give it a new definition: an opponent is a hand that is useful to you and a pair of hands that push you to success. This new definition is ingrained in my mind, so I am no longer afraid or cringe.

I experienced many setbacks after my freshman year, but I understand that "eating more makes me smarter" and gradually adapt to this regular life, which makes me more perfect.

Walking through the first year of high school, I tasted the ups and downs.

This year is like a painting, with warm colors and cool colors; This year is like a song, with high tide and low tide; This year, like a river, there are slow currents and rapids. The painting becomes vivid, the song gradually climaxes, and the river stirs up waves. We are taking solid steps towards Grade Two and Grade Three. ...

It didn't rain that day.

"The rainy season at the age of seventeen ..." Suddenly the phone rang.

"Hello, Mom?"

"Baby ... let's go to the hospital, I'll go ... beeping ..."

The inexplicable sixth sense made my brain "buzz" for a second. A yellow leaf accidentally slipped from the treetop and landed heavily on the ground. The breeze rolled up the sand and buried the outline of the leaves. The screen of the mobile phone is out. ...

Grab your coat and rush out of the house. People come and go on the road, with prominent faces, but no familiar faces. I can't take care of the sudden loneliness and squeeze through the people who are always laughing and laughing. I'm like a headless fly crossing the road, only knowing that something happened to grandpa. I can't wait for my mother's car to go directly to the hospital.

There were a lot of people crowded in front of the ward, but it was a little vague ... I tried to step into the ward, with white walls, white windows and white beds. Just didn't find grandpa's familiar face, only a yellow bag was placed on the bed. At that moment, I was still. Let big drops of liquid fall, the wall is gone, the window is gone, the bed is gone, but yellow is more dazzling. A cold air was climbing up my spine, so I couldn't help taking two steps back and collapsed to the ground. I tried to open the bag, but someone yanked it open. Lean against the corner, look straight, and try to see through what's inside. It takes you away, but it can't lock our memories.

In this small town, you took me around again and again. At noon, the sun lazily scattered over the town, and the whole city fell asleep quietly. Only the wheel under your feet is still turning mechanically. Gradually, my eyelids sink ... I feel a hazy feeling. My hand gently lifts me up and slowly puts me down. I squint my eyes slightly and see that you are tiptoeing away.

"Baby? The sun is going down, let's get up. " I reluctantly turned over, but I was hugged by a pair of strong hands and placed on my knees. You put your head down and gently stabbed me in the face with a moustache residue, which tickled me to death. I was carried to the table and put on the chair. When you were not careful, I slipped ... You followed me with a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and you held out your arm and took me over. Those powerful arms held me under your armpit like long chains, and I couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard I struggled. I had to be carried to the mirror, looked at the "child" inside and said, "Her name is Niu Bao, and you call her baby. Then put the spoon in front of the mirror boy and put it on my mouth. I looked up, blinked incredulously and ate. In this way, I had my first dinner friend, which was given to me by my grandfather.

Moonlight lovingly sprinkled on the small stone bench, sitting on grandpa's knee, listening to grandpa talk about his past. I looked up and said weakly, "Grandpa, will you always tell stories to the baby?" "Yes!" I asked uneasily, "What about when the baby grows up?" "Yes!" Hold me in your arms ...

The hearse faded away, and I stood there holding my grandmother who was crying. Turbid tears seeped from the sunken eye socket of the old man and dripped into my fragile heart along the wrinkles on his face. I felt cold and cold, splashing on every fragile nerve like raindrops. The wind blows in from the cuffs and out from the neckline, which is very cold.

Far away, I saw my grandfather waving to me and beckoning me over. I reached forward to catch it, but it was gone. Looking back, in the black-and-white photo, grandpa's smile is still kind, like a big umbrella blocking the raindrops.

However, my heart is flowing. ...

The furthest distance in the world.

Not life and death. distance

But I'm standing in front of you.

But you don't know that I love you.

Tagore

When she was very sad, she seemed to know that her father hated her. My mother died in childbirth. Although father and daughter live together, she never dares to play with her father like other children. She just kept her head down quietly, followed her father closely, looked up at the tall figure from time to time, kept a half step away from it, and dared not approach it again.

Father is a quiet man who likes smoking. When eating, he always eats it three times and two times, then lights a cigarette and smokes it silently, watching her bend her head and quietly pick up the rice in the bowl amid the flickering smoke. The smoke choked her and she couldn't stop crying. Tears fell in the bowl one by one, mixed with rice, and there was an unspeakable strange taste. Her tears flowed down bit by bit, so don't worry about her father seeing it. The distance and "smoke" across a table will not be found by her father.

At the parent-teacher meeting, all the students huddled with their parents and chattered endlessly. Only she sat beside her father carefully and never dared to go beyond the distance of only one punch. Her father seems indifferent to her academic performance. He never praises her because she often comes first in exams, nor does he blame her for her slight decline in grades. It seems that dad knows that she didn't win the first prize that time because she made two mistakes on purpose.

Distance, distance.

She and her father are like two parallel lines, following the same trajectory of life, but never intersecting. Yes, just the distance. No, it should be said that it is a seemingly insurmountable gap.

Later, my father fell on the construction site. In the hospital, watching her father lose weight day by day, she was worried but helpless. The burden of life seems to be on her at once, going to school, taking care of her father and running back and forth. Father seems very silent, as if nothing had happened. I just had dinner and gave up smoking. Her tears had nowhere to hide, and her tears saw her father's red eyes.

One day, my father suddenly took her hand, shook it and took out a crumpled piece of paper:

The furthest distance in the world

Not the distance between life and death.

It's that I stand in front of you

But you don't know that I love you.

Tears burst their banks and poured down. The composition "My Father" assigned by the junior high school teacher has only these four lines in her composition book.

If you don't take the usual path, you can break through stereotypes, spread personality charm, win the appreciation of others and climb the peak of your life.

Faced with the same thing, some people are cautious and become slaves to the rules; Some people blaze new trails, find new ways and become really powerful. The world-famous Lady GaGa has won a huge fan base with her amazing and unique style and won many awards. Michael Jackson, the heavenly king, is famous for his original "space dance steps" and many dance ideas. Why do they become the lucky ones of God? Why can they stir up the world so easily? The answer is: they have done things that ordinary people dare not try. They pay attention to innovation and let the world see something refreshing. And if they are as conservative as some singers, they may be unknown all their lives.

What is the secret of enterprise success? It is the spirit of "not taking the usual road". This spirit, like a bright light in the middle of the night and a long road sign, allows enterprises to move forward rain or shine.

Employees in a company always complain about the small number and slow speed of elevators. So the company put a mirror next to the elevator door. Since then, there have been fewer people complaining, because when waiting for the elevator, everyone is dressing up in front of the mirror, and naturally they are not upset. The company changed its perspective in management, making it difficult to think about the mindset, and finally succeeded. Isn't it worth learning? On the contrary, some enterprises are too conservative, don't know how to deal with it in times of crisis, and finally go bankrupt. Some enterprises will only move forward cautiously and dare not break through innovation. How can they succeed?

Not taking the usual path will make the world more colorful and even make human civilization progress.

Against the background of blue sky and white clouds, the beautiful "Bird's Nest" adds a touch of strange scenery to Beijing. On the green ground, the leaning tower of Pisa shows the artistic atmosphere of Italy. The design of the "Bird's Nest" is not limited by general gymnasiums and is deeply rooted in people's hearts. The leaning tower of Pisa has not been restored to its original state because of its inclination, which is a classic. Under the starry sky of science and technology, 3G mobile phones have enabled people to realize their dream of video calling. Crossing the river tunnel has turned "natural barrier" into a "thoroughfare" again, and high-speed rail has brought people closer. This year's Shanghai World Expo also fully embodies innovative ideas, such as the giant egg movie in Saudi Arabia Pavilion, the purple silkworm shape in Japan Pavilion, the dandelion shape in Britain Pavilion, and even the pavilion is spliced into a "wall" with straw mats to cool down without air conditioning. These advanced ideas not only enrich social life, but also show how much the developing human civilization needs scientific and technological innovation.

Not taking the usual path is not a rebellious mentality, but a positive attitude of finding another way; Not deliberately grandstanding, but exquisitely shaping yourself.

General manager Wu of Senior One lamented the tragic tune of "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" and the lingering of "Mountains and Rivers". However, it is the literary songs sung through the ages that can touch the heartstrings of human beings most.

Whether it is full of thorns or tears, whether it is vigorous progress or decline, you must believe that the ship of literature has never run aground and never indulged. What you will see is a romantic world, a reality of all kinds of worlds. Listening to literary songs, you have more than everything in the world?

Time flies in my fingers, and the old lattice is covered with yellow dust. I gently waved my sleeve, but what I raised was a literary song, which floated to the eternal distance with my thoughts. ...

I came to Suzhou with the Song Dynasty, an ancient city with heavy historical accumulation. It shows that I am not facing an emperor or a wealthy businessman, but Tang Bohu, who is called "the first romantic talent in the south of the Yangtze River". You despise officials, are indifferent to fame and fortune, and have both poetry and painting. Tang Yin and Tang Yin, your song "Don't refine the elixir, don't meditate, don't plow the merchants, write a painter's picture together, and don't make the world sin" is a portrayal of your life, and I understand you from this.

The song of literature, with its ethereal singing voice, let me see the back of being indifferent to fame and fortune and living leisurely in the world.

I came to the Yangtze River with the song, and the river still gushed. I searched hard, not for the graceful goddess peak described by Shu Ting, but for a boat and a canoe in Patty City. You, a poet who stood at the peak of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, traveled through the magnificent mountains and rivers thousands of years ago in a canoe with the sunrise, leaving immortal poems, poets and immortals.

The song of literature, with its ethereal voice, makes me see that life can be so poetic and wonderful.

I came to Huangzhou with Song Dynasty, face to face with you, with a small official position, and the sewage poured on you by Wenchang and officialdom. The villain followed the master to Huangzhou. Did you Su Shi create Suzhou, or did Suzhou fulfill you? What history remembers is your heartfelt Red Cliff Fu, a timeless streamer. Because of this, you have matured, and you have broken through the hardships and created another peak in the history of China literature.

Literary songs and ethereal songs show me that people can suffer, but life cannot be defeated. Suffering always breeds maturity, a maturity that gathers like a storm and a sunny day.

The song of literature, with its ethereal voice, took me through time and space and sent me to Kyushu to understand the true meaning of life. Literature is like a harp, the strings keep on, the sound of the harp remains unchanged, and the ship of literature has never run aground. ...

Good words for some people, just imagine spring in winter and ignite hope in their hearts. Good words to me are like gold embedded in the roadside, which illuminates my life and fills me with longing for the future. Over the years, I have learned many sentences as beautiful as gold. I never thought that I was actually as valuable as gold. It all started with my grandmother.

Someone said, "An ancient family is like a treasure." Now that I think about it, it's true. Grandma is kind, cheerful and humorous. She always patiently teaches us how to be a person and how to be a person. He also said many things that made us laugh and cry. For example, "Money is indispensable to travel all over the world, and salt is indispensable to delicacies", "Dare to wade across oceans, cowardice is difficult to move", "It is not expensive for people not to go out, and the mountains need not be burned", "You are the sun at eight or nine o'clock" and ". I just stood there laughing, where is the mind to understand the meaning?

With the passage of time, I ushered in the first important exam in my life-the senior high school entrance examination. But in the end, my grades were not ideal. Disappointed, I took the admission notice and walked into my room silently. I'm bored all day and feel that God is gone.

In the middle of the night, I lay beside my grandmother. Looking back on everything today, I feel heavy, lost and desperate. Looking around, it was dark and silent. It seems that the coming of winter has brought endless frost. I can't seem to see the hope in front of me, but my expectant heart has been doubly hurt and my eyes are full of confusion.

Grandma asked me what I got in the exam first. I said the name of the school with a heavy heart. Who knows that I finally want to go to a high school that I don't want to go to? I have no choice but to choose my own volunteers, and my grades are not enough. Only in this way can I continue my study career.

"Yes, it's around here. It is convenient to send things in the future. " Grandma first broke the silence in the room. I sighed and said, "can I learn well there?" I don't feel confident when I hear this ... "Grandma smiled and said easily," Alas, champions are everywhere, and gold will always shine. " I heard it, and it suddenly dawned on me. Yes, gold always shines. My heart is slowly being untied, as if I saw the winter sunshine. Since then, I have never denied myself because of the external environment. After all, self-confidence is the first step to success. As long as I work hard, I will shine like gold sooner or later.

It was my grandmother who rekindled my hope for life and gave me the courage to face failure; It was she who made me understand that there are always two sides to everything, so we should think from different angles. It is also her, who let me know how to face up to myself, believe in myself and inspire me to never give up and move forward bravely in a short sentence.

If it is gold, it is not afraid of fire. If it is gold, it will shine sooner or later. And the most precious gold in life is to believe in yourself. What my grandmother said before her death may not be so tall, but it reminds me of my life and keeps me from feeling cold in winter.

The air is full of chill. I hide in the quilt and feel the warmth it brings. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, which broke the comfort.

I got up, put on my coat and answered the door. It turned out to be a package, and I put it in a corner of the room without looking carefully. At noon, my mother came in and she said, "Whose stuff is this?" I casually replied, "It may be yours or it may be dad's." Mother added, "The recipient on this is Wang, so it was sent by mistake." Hearing this, my brain seemed to be shocked and forced me to jump up at once.

I ran out like a hungry tiger and snatched the "food" I was looking for from my mother. I looked at the recipient, and it was Wang, a girl my age, who lived upstairs and her mother was away from home for a long time because of work. At this time, my mother said, let me give it back to her. I said what I meant. Because the electricity lent to her last month was blown, I discussed it several times and haven't returned it yet.

So, after my mother left, curiosity drove me to open the package, and a beautifully made schoolbag appeared in my sight. When I lifted it, a letter fell and I picked it up. It says, "to my dear daughter." I wanted to keep this parcel for myself, to repay the resentment of not answering the telegram and the wind, but I hesitated as soon as the letter appeared. ...

The next day, when I left the community and passed by the security room, I saw her wearing a faded dress and asked the security guard anxiously. Her voice was clear and loud, and I realized that she was asking about the package. I suddenly felt uneasy, like a fugitive who was afraid of being caught, and quickly left the scene. In class, I have no intention to attend classes, for fear that "evidence" will be found. After school, I was scared and hesitant to return the parcel to her. Unfortunately, when I got home, I saw her carrying a weather-beaten schoolbag, frowning and clasping her hands, like a child who lost her mother, asking another security guard who had just changed shifts about the whereabouts of the package.

Seeing this situation, I became more and more uneasy and couldn't even sleep that night. I thought nervously, "She hasn't returned what she borrowed from me, so I can return it later or even not. This is a way to satisfy my personal resentment, but it also torments my conscience. Should I do it or not?

I hesitated all night, and the next morning, I came to her house with the parcel and returned it to her. I saw that she was seriously grateful without any resentment. Before I could say I was sorry, she took out a brand-new electric fan and said, "I'm sorry for breaking your original one." I raised money for a month and bought a new one. I am really sorry to give it back to you now. "

In an instant, our face was red at the same age, and she was red because of her apology. I, on the other hand, blushed to satisfy my personal grievances.

Everyone should have heard of Xiamen, which is located in the southeast of Fujian Province, where Kowloon enters the sea, backed by Zhangzhou and Quanzhou Plain, near the Taiwan Province Strait, and far away from Taiwan Province Island and Penghu Islands. It is known as the "sea garden" and one of the five special economic zones, and it is an international seaport scenic city.

It's a great honor that this department went to Xiamen for a holiday. Before I went, I heard many people say that Xiamen was good, and I felt very happy after listening. From that morning on, I got on the bus and started to catch up with Xiamen. The scenery along the way is very beautiful, and both sides of the road are full of pines and cypresses, which is very spectacular from a distance. After a two-hour drive, the bus finally entered Fujian Province and bid farewell to Guangdong Province for the time being. On the way, we tasted Tianfu's tea and took a short rest, which was almost an hour more. We finally entered Xiamen. When the bus was driving on the expressway, the tour guide told us about the blooming flowers on both sides of the expressway, namely the bougainvillea, the city flower of Xiamen. Indeed, when the flowers bloom, these flowers will indeed become a beautiful landscape in Xiamen, which is particularly charming. The car gradually entered the downtown area, which gave us the first impression that the road was particularly clean, almost no paper could be seen, and there was basically no street stall. It is understood that Xiamen is rated as a tourist city and a health city. In fact, all this stems from the relatively high quality of Xiamen citizens, and they have developed the habit of not littering. The means of transportation on the expressway is cars, because the local government has implemented the "no motorcycles" regulation. First, the bus arrived at the first stop, Jimei Village. According to the local tour guide, Jimei Village was invested by Chen Jiageng, an overseas Chinese, and has a series of teaching buildings including Xiamen University. In order to commemorate him, the local government also established a park named "Aoyuan" for him, so that more descendants can know him and visit his former residence. His former residence is dominated by Romanesque architecture, and he returned to China after studying abroad, so the architecture is Romanesque. At the second stop, we came to Nanputuo Temple, a thousand-year-old temple. I heard that the incense here is very strong and effective. After burning incense and worshipping Buddha, we came to the third stop, the famous Bailudong. Walking from bottom to top is actually like climbing a mountain, except that there is a Buddha to worship on the way. When we arrived at the top floor, there was a white deer for people to burn incense and worship. Time passed quickly, and I finished browsing the temple in a blink of an eye. After dinner, we drove around the famous roundabout road, came to the wide beach and walked to the bustling Zhongshan Road, just like the pedestrian street in Shantou, but the scale of Shantou can't be compared with them. The buildings on both sides of Zhongshan Road are imitating the architectural style of ancient China, which is very ancient. This is the end of the first day's journey.

The next day, I got up early. After breakfast, I went to the famous Gulangyu Island by boat. After a long walk, I visited the vast underwater world, which is quite large, with large and small fish, seahorses, thousand-year-old turtles and large whale specimens. I watched the lovely sea lion dolphin performance, which was very spectacular. I saw the underwater creatures with my own eyes and walked out of the underwater world. From a distance, I saw the statue of Zheng Chenggong, standing on the sea, facing Taiwan Province Province, with a serious expression and a weapon in hand, just like he recovered Taiwan Province Province at that time, which was very imposing. I also visited foreign consulates in modern times. Then I came back by boat, had lunch and started on my way home. -

My two-day trip to Xiamen broadened my knowledge and feasted my eyes! ! !

The cycle of four seasons is another year. Every moment, China people are writing touching legends, which are colorful pictures and interpretations of love. With love, there is everything!

Even death will make you sweat. Academician Lin explained the value of life to us with his life. Because of love, his perseverance, superhuman will and tenacious belief, he devoted his life's efforts. Like Malan, he is unbeaten and rooted in the vast yellow sand! Jianhe Fengyun. Wearing your armor all night, his life curve will fluctuate in our hearts forever!

Twelve-year-old girl, so do I. The disease is so cruel, but it can never destroy the love in her heart! Strong, calm and fearless, she gave herself and then spread out from the branches like flowers. She spread fragrance all over China, she radiated light in all directions, she flew like an angel, planted warmth on the earth, and whitened our hearts! She never left!

There is no rehearsal in life. In the face of sudden accidents, Mr. Zhang made a choice without regrets! Pay for others, give for others, ask for nothing in return, ask for nothing in return. Because there is love in her heart, she has left a beautiful life for her children, but she has to endure the pain of high amputation! This ordinary and great story ignited the lofty sentiments that have been dormant for a long time in our hearts!

Chen Binqiang tied his love with his mother with a cloth belt; Gao Shuzhen built a beautiful home with love; Chen Jiashun is moved, not words; Li Nansha stayed on the reef for 97 months; Gao Binghan's homesickness is full of anxious to return; Luo Yang holds up J-15 with his life; Zhou Yuehua and Archie climbed the green hill and were taken to the hospital. ...

There is a kind of tears, quietly sliding down the cheeks, because it touched our softest heart!

Remember these names, they set a good example for us. Remember these faces, they awaken the inner enthusiasm for us! At this moment, they moved China and the world!

My friends, this is the power of love, enough to shock the world. Let's pass on love together and write China's love poems!

Senior one composition 10 has been baptized by the senior high school entrance examination. Like other students, I took off my youth that no longer belongs to us. Maybe I failed in junior high school for three years, but after three years of baptism in high school, who can say that I won't turn defeat into victory?

My high school life started quietly from the message of the rolling teacher on campus.

As a victim of the battlefield of the senior high school entrance examination, where will my high school life go?

Inadvertently opened an exquisite notebook with two messages from a junior high school teacher: "On paper, I don't know what to do." "The most beautiful scenery in life is actually inner peace and calmness." At lunch, I thought about it carefully and hit the nail on the head. Practice more when you have something to do, not only that, but also calm down and think.

Since I entered high school, I have always regarded math with excellent grades in junior high school as a magic weapon to save my life and English as a natural enemy. Relying on his own advantages in mathematics, he began to be careless in class. In the mid-term exam, when the report card was handed out, English still held back.

Of course, not only this subject, but also math, my god! The heart at that time was really indescribable, and the score was less than half of the original score. I was absent-minded for the next few days. So I settled down to think and reflect carefully, hoping to find the root of the problem. Then I made some plans for the corresponding problems.

Because I failed once, I can find the reason why I was too young to understand my previous failure, but now I am 16 years old. If you fail in the college entrance examination three years later, you will be "ashamed to meet your elders in Dongjiang" and even unable to forgive yourself.

So I decided to make up for it, so that I can show my talents at the end of the term. I believe that "how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" Now you've been through a storm. And it is still stormy, then the rainbow must be ahead. "

There are some difficulties at the beginning of class. I can't help myself. I can't help myself when the classmates next to me talk. I tried to tell myself that you can't fail again. During this time, I listened attentively in class and finished my homework immediately after class. However, during the monthly exam, the original questions on the test paper were completely forgotten, and the first battle ended in failure.

Later, another poem inspired me, "I have a shallow understanding of what I got on paper and I don't know how to do it." Finish your homework with a short memory in your head after class, even if you do it right, you can't remember it.

One month after the monthly exam, I made full use of my time: cramming for problems and consulting teachers. Despite many difficulties, I have been living a full life.

The life in the first semester of senior one experienced many stories, which also carried a lot of happiness and sadness for me.

Half a semester of high school life made me understand those two messages and have a deeper understanding.

I believe my rainbow is not far away, because its beauty has been shining on me.