Composition on a sunny day

Whether in school or in society, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition, and college composition (essay). Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following are my collection of compositions on sunny days. Welcome to read and collect them. Composition 1 on a sunny day

"The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow." This beautiful lyrics tells a simple truth: success requires dedication. One certificate after another, one success after another, and one honor after another are always obtained after hard work and hard work. The joy after success will make us happy and happy, as if we are bathed in bright sunshine.

There is a singing competition to be organized in grade, and the class is selecting candidates. Many students in our class signed up, so I signed up too, but I was also secretly thinking: Do I have the ability to do this task? Can I do it?

During the first audition, there were a lot of people. I was secretly panicking. It was my turn. I stood on the stage and after singing the song, the audience burst into applause. I was relieved. . After a few days of waiting, the list of candidates admitted to the finals came out. I entered the finals, and I was very happy.

The day before the final, the preparations were still going on intensely and intensely. I was still practicing, over and over again, and my mouth was dry. But I thought that only by persisting, would it be possible to achieve success. success. Since time was so short, I could only race against time and use all the time during recess and after school to practice. I had basically memorized the lyrics by night. My mother was also there to help guide me and adjust my tone.

The most exciting moment finally arrived. On the day of the competition, the weather was sunny and it was rare to have such good weather, but my heart felt like a little rabbit, jumping around and making me nervous. Those who are above or below have no confidence at all and lack of confidence. What should I do? What if I don’t sing well? The game really started and I was the last one on stage. I had no intention of watching others sing, I just sat in my seat and memorized the lyrics silently and nervously. Finally it was my turn. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." I walked up to the stage calmly and stood in the middle of the stage. A bunch of encouraging eyes were thrown at me. Suddenly, I threw my nervousness out of the sky, and what followed was a burst of strength. Confidence, every pitch I hit was okay. At the end, I bowed deeply with gratitude to the audience who encouraged me.

Running off the stage, all my nervousness turned into joy, and my face shone with confidence. When the winners were announced, I won the third prize. Standing on the podium, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. Although I was not the best singer, I had worked hard, and that was the most important thing. The beautiful lyrics "Sunshine always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow" floated in my mind. This beautiful day will always be engraved in my heart, imagining that the future will be filled with extremely bright days. Composition 2 on a sunny day

The lazy afternoon sunshine gently shines on the table. I travel through memories and record those sunny days.

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In the early morning, the sun shines playfully into the corner of the table. Today is a bright and sunny day.

I sat at the table, smelling the sunshine, and urging my mother to make breakfast quickly.

Suddenly, my mother’s scream came from the kitchen. I rushed into the kitchen and saw that my mother's hand was scalded by the hot oil in the pot. I quickly rinsed my mother's injured hand with cold water, but I felt that the hands were shaking slightly. I gently stroked my mother's hand, just like my mother comforted me when I was a child. Suddenly, I was stunned. When did my mother's smooth and beautiful hands become so rough? The skin on the back of the hands is a little dark yellow and loose, and the palms have a thin layer of calluses. The thick and swollen joints of the fingers make the hands thicker and shorter. Over the years, my mother has done so much for me and this family, and her hands are full of warm love and affection.

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In physical education class. I squinted my eyes to avoid the glare of the sun. Today is another sunny day. "The women's 800-meter run starts now!" I moved to the starting point with difficulty, holding my knees with both hands. Yesterday's excessive practice made my muscles so stiff that they felt like they were frozen, and I had to endure bursts of unbearable pain with every step I took. I was gasping for air, and my good friend Xiaoling noticed something was wrong with me and ran to me: "Don't give up easily, I will run with you."

"Get ready, run!" The classmates were like The wild horses rushed out one by one. Xiaoling and I trotted behind the team. I gritted my teeth and kept running for a while. The feeling of physical exhaustion became stronger and stronger, and my pace gradually slowed down. As Xiaoling ran, she turned to encourage me: "Don't give up, I believe we can all do it." She looked as holy as an angel in the sun, inspiring me to move forward. Finally, we reached the finish line. I had no extra strength left and collapsed on the ground. Xiaoling's blushing face came up and said with a smile: "Look, as long as we persist, we can do it.

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The sunshine no longer seems to be dazzling, like falling feathers, gently falling on us. Composition 3 on a sunny day

The light passes through the leaves, he Scattered all over the ground. The shape of the leaves appeared in the light, like an ink painting depicting those glorious days...

When I was walking on a grassy field, the birds in the trees beside me were chirping. Butterflies are dancing in the flowers all the time, but I don't remember whether I have been here before. All this is so familiar, but also so strange to me. If I think about it carefully, maybe I have been here before? It's childhood. I used to play here and enjoy the joy brought by spring.

Childhood contains so much happiness and carefreeness. There seems to be no pressure to study, but only joy. Enjoy it carefree and lie down to sleep when you are tired. Now think about it, how free and comfortable it is there.

I really want to have a lot of fun on that sunny day. But the years have washed away, and many things have long since disappeared. However, during an accidental cleaning, I found a book filled with dust. I seemed to remember something when I opened it. The time spent playing with my parents in my childhood brought back memories of my childhood.

I only remember the night of our trip, because we missed the last bus, so we had to stay there for one night. I seemed to be on the Huangpu River, admiring the night view of Shanghai. The gorgeous lights seemed to record the prosperity of Shanghai, which was deeply imprinted in my heart. The temperature at night was very cold, and I spread my mother's clothes to keep warm. After enjoying the night view, we started looking for a hotel to stay, but it was not as simple as we thought. When we finally found one, it was already midnight, and I was already sleeping in my mother’s arms. It was morning when I woke up. After we had breakfast, we went home. I sat in the car and looked at the scenery outside through the glass.

Everything was beautiful. There are ripples left in my heart. In the quiet path where the birds are singing and the fragrance of flowers, where the breeze touches the earth, I bathe in the intertwined light of the morning sun and the setting sun... Composition 4 on a sunny day

I stroll The sunshine is particularly good on the campus trail.

The bright light slants freely among the leaves, casting on the dim cement road, and the mottled tree shadows seem to be crushed with just a slight shake. It was like a warm sun. I was immersed in the beauty of the roadside, and before I knew it, I came to a sparsely populated corner of the campus.

It was not as bright and lovely as before, but it also had a different charm. A layer of golden gauze came down from the high wall, quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, a trace of gold flashed through my eyes, which was incompatible with this scene. I ran over with brisk steps, wanting to see it. Let’s find out.

Such a delicate bracelet was left on this wasteland. As I looked at it, the warm breath of gold came to my face. The simple yet elegant design made me feel better. I can't look away. Especially under the caress of the sun, it shines with dazzling brilliance.

I leaned down, carefully picked it up and held it in my palm. Looking around, it was still quiet, and there was no sign of anyone. By some strange coincidence, I put it into my pocket at lightning speed and ran back quickly.

Along the way, I pretended to be calm, suppressed the throbbing in my heart, and just ran forward blindly. The sound of my heart pounding loudly could be heard clearly. Gradually, a cool dampness spreads from the palms, and the elegance of admiring the beautiful scenery on the road has long since disappeared.

The steps became heavier and heavier, as if he could not support his dejected body. The sun is getting brighter and brighter, caressing my hair, caressing my cheeks, gently shining into my heart, subtly washing the soul that is blinded by the world.

I stopped walking and walked resolutely in the other direction.

The bracelet returned to its owner, a beautiful and young female teacher. She gently patted my shoulder, her clear eyes reflected relief and praise, and the slightly curved corners of her mouth were always filled with the relaxation and joy she had regained in her heart. I looked at her burning eyes, and my cheeks were filled with burning clouds, as if they were baked by the warm sun.

Before leaving, the hostess waved to me again to thank me. Looking back at the flowery smile that looked even brighter in the sunshine, I couldn't help but be stunned. Slow down and feel enlightened.

On that sunny day, I finally begged for that ray of sunshine that belonged to me, that ray of humanity. Composition 5 on a sunny day

A white quilt, a pure dream. On sunny days, she would mix this quilt with other colorful quilt sheets to create a rainbow. She patted it gently with a duster, and a ray of sunshine shone on her hair that had experienced the wind and snow. It was golden hair - not sun-colored hair, but the feeling of the sun.

When I was in kindergarten, I loved walking between the quilts and sheets. Suddenly dark and bright, red and white, every quilt evenly exudes the smell of the sun. Grandma always showed a kind smile when she looked at me and told me: "Run slowly and be careful of falling.

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Every night, I put the quilt gently over my head, and the smell of the sun accompanied me to sleep. It was fragrant, sweet, and warm.

Now, I am in the city. People in the city have not forgotten the custom of drying quilts because of the fast pace. On sunny days, every household will take their quilts outside to dry them. Every time I see people taking When I put the quilts out to dry, I always think of grandma and the fragrance of the sun.

During the New Year’s Eve cleaning, grandma still took everyone’s quilts and sheets to dry in the courtyard. I was 3 years old. 14 years old and 11 years old. This year I plan to help grandma dry two quilts, one feels heavier than the other. It is not an easy task to dry the quilt. I look at grandma with sweat, and her wrinkles are like deep grooves. , dark skin, sharp face, blurred eyes - Oh, grandma, you are old.

Grandma is responsible for the quilts and sheets of everyone in the family, and I dry my own quilts. Tossing and turning on the bed, I quietly opened the door, and my eyes became wet when I heard my grandma murmuring, "A few quilts in a lifetime are the burden of my happiness." p>

On that sunny day, I came to dry my grandma’s quilt and inherit the feeling of the sun. A quilt, a lifetime, I love grandma most. Composition 6 on a sunny day

Sunshine. , spreads across every corner of our planet, and will also shine on every gloomy place in our hearts, filling us with sunshine, carrying forward an optimistic spirit, and walking on the road of life with a healthy attitude towards life. Of course. , the premise of this is that you are willing to open the door of your heart, so that the sunshine can fill your heart without any obstacles, get rid of those negative outlook on life and life, and bring you the correct concept, so that you can shine in the sunshine. In these days, with infinite positive energy, laughter permeates every corner of the world and smiles appear on everyone’s face.

I have seen such a story: My daughter asked: “Why are some watermelons sweet and some not? The father said: "The sweet watermelon is because it has been exposed to the sun for a long time." …‘Aren’t all the watermelons in that field receiving sunlight? "The daughter asked again. The father said: "Yes, the sun is fair. It shines on all watermelons equally. But some watermelons are afraid of heat and hide in the shadows, refusing to accept the sunlight. ”

We are like these watermelons now, and the care of our friends and the teachings of our family are like sunshine. If we do not accept these cares and sincere teachings, then our future will not be sweet. ; On the contrary, if we accept these, then we will be rewarded with bitterness. The current study is bitter, but the future life will be as sweet as honey.

There is a saying that goes well, "Eat bitterness." Only when you endure hardship can you become a master." I hope that in this sunny day, we students can endure hardship. We must suffer first and then sweetness. Only in this way can we become a master. < /p>

Ai Qing once wrote in his poem "Words of the Sun": "Open your windows|Open your doors|Let me in, let me in|Enter your hut| With golden flowers | I carry the fragrance of the forest | I carry light and warmth | I carry dew all over my body. . . "And what I want to say is: "Open the door of your heart, let the sunshine in, let the sunshine in, enter your heart with haze, it is the most beautiful gift of nature, it brings light and warmth , it carries positive energy and wants to enter your heart, making your heart full of sunshine, warmth and happiness. "

On that sunny day, I accepted the most beautiful gift from nature, so I can proudly say: "I am a child living in the sunshine! "Composition 7 on a sunny day

The warm sun in winter is particularly bright. Our family packed up and set off to climb the long-awaited Daheng Mountain.

On the way there , my mother told us in the car that Daheng Mountain is also called Dahong Mountain, because the soil at the foot of it is red. It also has a legend: When Erlang God in the Heavenly Palace was hunting down Sun Wukong who overturned the alchemy furnace, for a while. He turned into a water bird and then a swimming fish. He suddenly felt that there was soil in his boots, so he took out his feet and poured the soil down.

After several bumps, we finally arrived. When we arrived at the foot of Daheng Mountain, I raised my head and looked up. I saw that the top of the mountain blocked the sun, making me unable to feel any sunlight. I twisted my neck so that I looked down at the various places around our feet. The Red Mountains are close together, like twin brothers. They seem to be independent but connected by the cornerstones, forming valleys. The further down we look, the smaller the Red Mountains become.

We started to climb. ! The climb was fun at first, but I was not very flexible. Some of the valleys were too low, and the mountains above were too high, so I had to let my dad push me from behind to help me.

I am a little tired from climbing.

Just stand on the top of a high mountain, with your hands behind your back, overlooking the scenery below, hey! Not to mention, from God's perspective, he has a rather aloof demeanor! Move your eyes to the lowest point, huh? Isn’t that grandma? Grandma was sitting at the bottom of the mountain, holding her head high and shouting to me "Be safe!" I waved to grandma excitedly in response.

A gust of east wind blows. I open my arms, close my eyes, and enjoy the warm sunshine of winter, and the rare gentleness of the winter wind.

Dad said that there is a temple on the top of the mountain, and the fox fairy lives inside. As soon as I heard this, I quickly got up and climbed up. However, the mountain road going up is not that easy to climb. It is blocked by thorns, overgrown with weeds, and luxuriant pine trees. Moreover, the yellow mountain soil is very easy to roll down.

Suddenly, among the pine trees, our family clearly heard a scream, followed by the sound of rocks rolling down. Two minutes later, grandma called and said that a young woman had rolled down the mountain...

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A gust of east wind blew. I opened my arms and closed my eyes. Indulge in the warm sunshine of winter and the rare gentleness of the winter wind... Composition 8 on a sunny day

"The warm wind makes tourists drunk and makes Hangzhou look like Bianzhou." That warm ray of sunshine slanted slightly onto my face, and the long-lost warmth nourished me again, nourished me again, and once again, I thought of that day, that thing, that person!

On this day, I came to school with my bag on my back. Excitement and fantasy filled my mind. Today, I’m going for a spring outing!

When I came to the class, everyone was already making noise like a pot of porridge. If it boils for a while, I guess the teacher will not be able to control it. "We are going on a trip today. Let me tell you some things to pay attention to..." In the teacher's speech, you can still hear those small voices. Yes, the students are still discussing. The teacher had no choice but to stop talking and tell us the time. After a while, the students were excited again.

"Look, it's so beautiful over there!" When we arrived at the tourist location, the students walked away in twos and threes, and I went to play with my friends. "Let's play games." "Okay, okay." Everyone replied. Then, we started playing happily. Suddenly, I heard an ouch and everyone gathered around me. My foot twisted. It hurts, it really hurts. She didn't just think about herself, but first said: "Are you okay?" I replied: "It's okay, I just twisted my foot accidentally. Suddenly, she gently touched my ankle with her hand, and I felt good. Warmth.

Seeing the time pass, I said: "Don't worry about me now, go play, I will walk back to find the teacher later." "That's okay. If you get hurt, the teacher will scold me. I don't want to be scolded." "After saying that, she helped me up. I was so happy, so warm, and so grateful to God.

The event is over, but she and I are still so good, we still talk about everything, we still talk about everything. , good friend.

In the blink of an eye, the elementary school has left us, but every time I look up, I will think of her.

The warm sunshine shines on my face again. On that sunny day, the long-lost warmth once again nourished me. Composition 9 on that sunny day

The sky was very dark, as if it had been splashed with water. The thick ink was pressed down heavily, and the street lamp next to it cast a pale light. Looking up, it was still black.

In the past, the road from school to home was very long, and it took a long time to walk. More than an hour. But that day, the school activities ended late, and my parents didn't come, so I had no choice but to walk back by myself.

I only remember that it was very dark.

Perhaps it was because of the long days and short nights, or my psychological suggestion, that the sky was extremely dark.

I walked on the deserted path, stepping on the fallen leaves, and I could only hear the rustling. And my own heartbeat. It was very quiet and eerie, as if I was the only one left in the world. This can’t be blamed on my rich imagination, I can only say that I am too suspicious and random.

, there will be several cars speeding away on the wide road on one side, with dazzling lights, as if they are leaving this place of right and wrong in a hurry, leaving behind a trail of smoke. No one would notice me buried in the dark night.

This is strange. The car coming towards me is very slow, and the headlights are the brightest, but they are not dazzling. , like a sun, lighting up my world.

It is vaguely visible that the person kept looking around, not letting go of anything. It is not difficult to think of her anxiety and the sweat streaking across her forehead.

Like an illusion, someone was calling me. I looked up and saw it was my mother. I don’t remember what I said to her, whether it was to complain or understand, or nothing at all. I remember what she said: "I'm sorry. "I just remember that along the way, everything in front of me was so clear and slightly warm, as if the bright sunshine was shining. I murmured: "Mom" and didn't say a word.

On that day, no matter how bright the lights were, how could the bright sunshine be more brilliant and warmer than the maternal love of searching for her daughter alone in the dark night?

Even if the sun shines brightly in the dark night? days.

Composition 10 on a sunny day

Owen Stone has a saying, "A gentle person will also have an iron will." I thought this was a true portrayal of my character.

In life, I am a taciturn person; in study, I am a gentle explorer; in the examination room, I am a quiet candidate. But once I got on the field, I became a brave fighter.

Here I have to relive the basketball game last week.

The sun was shining that day. My class faced off against Class 5.

The athletes in Class 5 are all strong and strong, with big shoulders and thick waists, and are as brave as tigers. In my class, the taller ones are skinny, good at football, and short. As expected, we lost. We lost miserably. We all had bleeding arms or cramps in our legs and feet. The sun is shining brighter, and the cicadas keep screaming, seeming to laugh at us.

There was another competition in the afternoon, and we were exhausted and chose to persevere.

Time is like an arrow on a string, and we cannot take a break. The second game begins. As soon as the athletes from both sides stood still, the cheerleaders started shouting, even more anxious than the athletes.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the vanguards of both sides grabbed the ball. In the blink of an eye, the opponent scored two goals, and we hadn't entered the state yet.

What to do? I had to find a way to cheer everyone up. I seized the opportunity when a short opponent fell down and stole the ball for a layup when the opponent was distracted. With a whoosh, the ball went in! Our cheerleading team cheered and applauded thunderously. Haha, this shot was great. Everyone was in high spirits and enthusiastic about grabbing the ball. The field suddenly became active and the game was exciting. How about it? Now I will become a great hero.

But just when I was feeling triumphant, the basketball hit my lips with a thud. I felt first a soreness and numbness, then pain, and blood flowed out. When I was injured, I was very conflicted. If I replaced the substitute and rested, it would definitely affect the mood of other team members. If I didn't rest, now that I was injured, it would also affect my performance.

With a dry mouth and scars, I chose to persevere again. I persevere in pain and gain in perseverance.

Through the hard work of our athletes, we finally won with a slight advantage of one goal. We have happy smiles written all over our faces.

Look up to the sky and smile, the sun is still shining, and our smiles are as bright as the sun. My perseverance also shines brightly.

With this will, I believe that in the days to come, the bright sunshine will accompany me forward!