Gaze at the composition of life

In daily study, work or life, many people have written a composition, which requires a complete text structure and must avoid an endless composition. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my composition staring at life, for reference only, hoping to help you.

Staring at life composition 1 Life is rich and colorful, including all kinds of tastes, but without staring at life and understanding with your heart, the true meaning of life will not surface.

We often hide in the dark corner and cry, because of the failure of the exam, parents' expectations, small hearts ... why is God so unfair? Why do we work hard and get nothing in return? My heart fell heavily and refused all the beautiful things. Actually, it's not like this. We should seriously find out our own shortcomings and try to make up for them. Looking at the world with a beautiful attitude and always facing life with a positive attitude will make you more grateful and less complaining.

Fragments of life are like a small sail, drifting with the tide, disappearing without a trace in an instant, leaving only an ocean and horizon of life. Standing by the sea where I live and play, I always feel that I am too ordinary and too small. Bored, I hid, and my life was dull and peaceful. But this quiet life is like a sleeping night, more lonely and depressed. So, I returned to the vigorous sea and set sail again. I suddenly understood-life can't escape, only face it.

Life is really hard to explain. It will always be an unbreakable mystery. Young people like to live as they please, so they always break the rules; Old people like to live step by step, so there are always things they don't like; Men feel the outline of life, so they are always careless; Women feel the details of life, so they are always meticulous. Some people make life very troublesome because they have nothing to do; Some people make life meaningless because they have no purpose; Some people make life numb because of indifference; Some people are at a loss and make life helpless ... 10 thousand people have 10 thousand lives. Because "the true meaning of life" is different for everyone, and everyone's perception of life is different. Experience life, feel life, feel life, taste life in your unique way, and let life go on well!

Life is a mystery that cannot be deciphered, and 10,000 people have 10,000 mysteries. Life is a book without words, and everyone has his own way of reading; Life is an unsolved problem, and it is futile to calculate it again.

Staring at the life composition for two nights should be quiet, but it is extremely noisy.

The brightly lit city is not quiet. A young scream rang in my ear and disturbed my thoughts. "Grandma, I'm tired." I saw an old man, holding a child in his left hand and one in his right hand, getting on the bus. "Hang on, we'll be there in a few stops." The old man looked very busy while comforting the child in his right hand and patting the child in his left hand. "No, Grandma, I'm really tired." The child was indomitable and the old man sighed helplessly. It's rush hour, not to mention seats. It's not easy to have a foothold. I looked down at my seat and fell into a tangle, unable to decide whether to let it or not. Morally, I should let it go, but what should I do if this happens to girls next time? What if she makes trouble without reason in the future? Out of love, I don't want to let.

"Come, you sit here." Just as I hesitated, I saw a man get up and walk into the crowded crowd. No one sat down beside him, but they all occupied the smallest position, leaving a way for the old man. "Quick, thank you, Aunt." I don't know whether the girl thanked me or not, but in the dark, I can still see the old man's emotional black eyes. At this time, I saw the opposite person get up slowly and say to the old man, "Come, sit here." The old man shirked and finally sat down.

The girl is very happy. She stopped her grandmother across the street happily, and the old man showed a kind smile. The child in the old man's hand also stood on the old man's leg and looked at the scenery outside the window, fascinated. Looking at the innocent smile of the girl, the old man smiled contentedly, and I suddenly regretted it. At that time, I should give up my seat.

I seem to suddenly understand what selflessness is. After a busy day's work and study, you are still willing to get up and give your seat to a new girl, so that she can feel the warmth and carefree of the world. How much morality can we talk about every day?

The girl kept saying something, but at that moment, the world became quiet.

Many people stood by, I got off the bus, and the old man and children were still sitting there.

Staring at life composition 3 painstaking and lively melody lingers in my ears. I didn't step firmly, so I fell to the ground, got up from the ground in a panic and dusted off. Twilight is in full swing, but I don't care about the sentimentality of pedestrians. Pat the strained calf nerve and move on. Looking into the distance, there is still a long way to go.

"Any earth-shattering move, time will not go back." Someone once said that, but now, I am like a clown who has a dream but is wasting time. My bicycle-pushing hand was sore, so I stopped at the bridge and watched the twilight spill the afterglow into the mirror, reflecting my dull life.

Then go forward, and some uncontrolled handlebars gradually stabilize and slow down. It's the crossroads again. It seems that on that rainy day, I broke a flower, and at that end, I clearly saw a clump of grass.

Maybe it wants to grow up, too, and the crumbling flowers make it have to give up this idea. Tiny white jade bells are hung on slender stems, and they are densely packed together, emitting a sad fragrance. I am always at a loss, but your shadow grass looks so quiet and elegant, like a poem of virtue.

Rational independence, Jun Cao Ying kept meeting the pain with tears in his eyes. The broken bone failed to shake its heart.

"Are you in pain and tired?" I leaned down and asked, "What makes you bloom?"

"Cherry blossoms, the power of the three seasons is a spring prosperity; Deep and quiet, storing the torrent of time as a fleeting dance; Tea flies, so don't always make dust for the road. Now, the stars fall because of you, will you be lazy? "

At that time the aphasia, staring at you Cao Ying without words.

"We are too small to be ignored. A long month passed, and we found ourselves chasing our dreams, still childlike. Although we are no better than robins, we love our primary colors more, even white that can be polluted by shadows. What is this flow? What is demeaning yourself? What do you mean give up everything? " Ying Jun Glass closed his eyes. "I'm not afraid of being stopped by thousands of people, but I hate myself for giving up halfway?" The petals of Eupatorium odoratum fall with the wind. At this moment of falling red, I finally heard the last voice-

"The so-called growth is to give yourself vulnerability, so should life. You need to stare at it to understand. "

When the words are finished, the flowers fall and people go.

Stepping on the pedal again, towards the distant, this season, staring at life, I found myself.

Staring at life composition 4. Staring at my father's stalwart back and my mother's white hair, I feel the greatness of my family. Staring at the blue sky and green grass, I realized the wonder of nature. I stared and realized ...

It's raining, and the air is mixed with the fresh smell of earth. With the beautiful scenery, four or five hours' long journey passed, and my mother and I came to the ancient town of Feng Jing at the junction of Shanghai and Zhejiang.

Hardly had I got out of the car door when the thoughtful rain stopped. The sun rises high and shines brightly on the earth. It's as hot as an oven, and my inner worry index can be brushed up. I glanced at my mother and said angrily, "Isn't it cloudy today?" Why is it so hot! Did you watch the weather forecast? Let's go home. "Mother guiltily lowered her bright eyes. I quickly left the ancient town, thirsty. Mother handed a bottle of water carefully. I picked it up and gulped it down. Pass the empty bottle to mom later.

Wait, look up along the arm, mother's lips have cracked a layer of skin, there is no blood. She kept licking her lips and swallowing her breath as if she were a lost traveler in the desert. I stared at it, but I was lost in thought ... My mother thought I was too sunburned and put her big bag on my head. It is like an oasis in the desert, which brings me hope. I looked at her again, and her little arm lifted the big bag that was shorter than me. She stretched out her arms. Tick-tock, bean-sized sweat rolled down from her forehead, barely squeezing out a smile, and she looked at me affectionately. My heart seems to be blocked by something and I can't speak. Sobbing, I took my mother's hand and walked back to the ancient town.

Looking at the ancient town carefully, it looks quiet but vibrant and picturesque under the sunshine. The winding river flows in every corner of the ancient town, green as the purest plum wine, and it is fascinating at first glance. Just like that sweet maternal love, it moistens my dry heart. Red tiles, black doors and wooden windows, a strong local flavor floated into my mother and my heart. Along the winding stone road, I took my mother's hand and enjoyed the ancient town together.

Wandering in the water town, long maternal love. Staring at life, I realized the wonder of nature and the greatness of family.

Gazing at life composition 5 Every little thing in life will give people infinite inspiration and thinking.

A handful of loess and a new bud

A crow broke the silence in the morning, the smoke rose slowly, and the small village became active again. And I, a "road killer", started to hit the road. I fell to the ground with a bang and couldn't help kicking off the bus. "What broken car makes me angry, I don't want to learn!" I got up from the ground, patted the mud on my body, and inadvertently aimed at a small slope, which "saved" my life. I went to the mound and saw a touch of green on it. This grass ... yes! Isn't this the one I broke last time! How can you still be alive! "Son," I don't know when an old woman came, "a person's life is actually like grass, and he will experience countless ups and downs. Just like this grass, although it is broken, it will survive this difficult period and live strong. This is the spirit. " Grandma's words made me suddenly realize, yes, life is not smooth sailing. So I silently walked to the car, helped it up like a friend, and continued what I wanted to do.

Life should be self-confident and self-reliant.

The sea of flowers and butterflies.

Playing with relatives in different places, walking in the street with lollipops in my mouth, a gust of wind brought me fragrance, which undoubtedly aroused my interest. I threw away the unfinished candy and walked to a secluded place, smelling of flowers. What I see is a gorgeous sea of flowers. "It's so beautiful ..." There was a humble hut by the seaside, and an old beekeeper was busy, watching him talk nonstop. The old man looked up at me and said, "Have you ever eaten honey?" "hmm." "There is no honey brought by bees repeatedly? If you don't work hard, where will you get the results! "

Be persistent and strong in life.

Gaze at life and learn to live.

Staring at Life Composition 6 For a third-year graduating class, learning is almost my whole life. My laughter comes from study, and my depression also comes from study.

I lived in a small county before I came to the provincial capital to attend junior high school. It turns out that primary schools pay far less attention to English than schools in provincial capitals. Therefore, after I went to junior high school in the provincial capital, despite my great efforts, my English performance has always lagged far behind those students who practiced English "children's skills" in local primary schools since childhood. If a subject is ten minutes short, the total score will drop a lot. In order to make up the gap, I have to spend a lot of time on English, which has to reduce the study time of other subjects. I am inferior to others in other subjects, which is almost a "disaster" for my whole school life. It turns out that I, who loves to talk and laugh, is lively and optimistic, and has disappeared. Melancholy accompanied me all day, as if the whole world had a hard time with me. Gradually, I especially hate English classes, and I don't even like the beautiful "one meter" teacher Jiang with high value. Because I found that she never asked me questions in class, even though I motioned to her with eager eyes, "I'll do this question." I keep these sorrows in my heart most of the time, and only talk to my father occasionally.

One day, I came home from school and had dinner. My father formally called me to the study and showed me some short messages. One of them reads: "Hello parents! I read your message. Your child has a strong self-esteem, and improper guidance of adolescent children will leave a shadow on life. The reason why I don't ask him questions in class is because he can't answer many of my questions in his homework, for fear that he can't answer them, which will hurt his budding confidence in learning English ... "I stared at the short message and remembered that Mr. Jiang often called me to the office alone and took pains to tell me about grammar knowledge that was" naive "and" past tense "for local students, and my eyes were moist.

Staring at life composition 7 It's night, the forest is rustling, and birds flying far away for food are returning to their nests; It was dark, and the village was empty, leaving only lonely old people to miss it quietly. ...

My grandmother's hair is a little gray and her face is covered with wrinkles. She tied a faded apron in front of her clean old coat.

Before it's too late, grandma pulled out the vegetables in the field and prepared to cook. I looked at her busy back in the sunset and complained, "Grandma, uncle, they went to Nanjing and didn't come home for about a year." You must miss them very much? " "In order to make money, they want to make money." Grandma muttered pulling vegetables in the field and shaking the soil on the stalk. "It must be boring to have only you and grandpa at home now." "Yes, adults and children are gone, and no one is talking. Is there any noise? Can you not be bored! " Grandma said flatly, suddenly she seemed to think of something and said, "Aren't we the empty nesters mentioned by CCTV?" I was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that something was wrong, I changed the subject. "Grandma, what do you think that is?" Following my gesture, I saw several cars parked on the edge of a field full of vegetables. "Now people really think impassability. Look at those cars-city people come to the countryside to fish, and some people live on the fields. I don't think they want to go home. " Grandma looked up and was not surprised. "The world is reversed." I whispered in imitation of my grandmother's tone. Grandma saw that I was absent-minded and smiled: "Many things are different now. It's strange that city people live in the countryside and country people squeeze into the city. " Grandma suddenly (turn, "your uncle brought my granddaughter to Nanjing, there are so many people in big cities, what's good, or the countryside is clean. Every time I call, my granddaughter says she is homesick in tears. This is a trivial matter. "

After listening to grandma's words, I couldn't help thinking a lot. There is such a special group around us-empty nesters. They also need children's care and children's laughter to fill loneliness. As the song goes, "Old people don't want their children to make much contribution to their families, but it's not easy to get together once in a lifetime." Go home often. People are like birds. No matter how high they fly, they will never forget their homing.

Life is like a boat. If you ride well, it will be very leisurely and smooth. If you don't ride well, it's that the boat turned into the water and got wet.

Even a drowning person will throw a life-saving grass as a "life-saving straw". If fate plays a joke on you, it doesn't matter if you accidentally fall into the water. As long as you keep a calm mind and go ashore carefully, you can still take a boat again. You will be more careful when you get on the boat. If it's just plain sailing, calm and no suffering, it's all good or bad. Single life will be boring and boring, which will make people uninterested. The undulating water surface will be more interesting than a piece of water.

But if it is only the frustration of ignorance, it will be even worse. Repeated blows can make people depressed, desperate and doubt life. Let's just say that a good student, after failing an exam, may arouse the desire to win and study harder. But if he fails in the exam all the time, he will lose confidence in himself, gradually doubt his ability and give up on himself. Degeneration is just an idea. Therefore, even if you are hit one after another, don't give up on yourself. Be kind to yourself and life. Only in this way can you get real growth.

Life is like a child, smiling at you when you are happy and losing your temper when you are unhappy. As long as we calm down, treat him like a child and be patient, we will find that life is not as bad as we thought, and sometimes it will be lovely.

Just like there are many people in life, they are not plain sailing, but they are poor but simple and optimistic. They may be bad in our eyes, but they have a correct attitude and still live their own wonderful life. Life is not friendly to them, but they are still kind to life.

Staring at life is not complicated, but simple. Life is fair, and we don't favor anyone. As long as we are calm, everyone can be the best of themselves.

Staring at Life Composition 9 For a junior three graduating class, learning is almost the whole of his life. My laughter comes from study, and my depression also comes from study.

I lived in a small county before I came to the provincial capital to attend junior high school. It turns out that primary schools pay far less attention to English than schools in provincial capitals. Therefore, after studying in junior high school in the provincial capital, although I worked hard, my grades always lagged far behind those students who studied "childlike innocence skills" in local primary schools since childhood. If a subject is ten minutes short, the total score will drop a lot. In order to make up the gap, I have to spend a lot of time on English, and the study time of other subjects will inevitably decrease. As a result, I am inferior to others in other subjects, which is almost a "disaster" for my whole campus life. It turns out that I, who loves to talk and laugh, is lively and optimistic, and has disappeared. Melancholy accompanied me all day, as if the whole world had a hard time with me. Gradually, I especially hate English classes, even Mr. Jiang, who has a high face value and is known as "one meter sunshine", doesn't like it. Because I found that she never asked me questions in class, even though I motioned to her with eager eyes, "I'll do this question." I keep these sorrows in my heart most of the time, and only talk to my father occasionally.

One day, I came home from school and had dinner. My father called me to the study seriously and showed me some short messages. One of them reads: "Hello parents! I read your message. Your child has a strong self-esteem, and improper guidance of adolescent children will leave a shadow on life. The reason why I don't ask him questions in class is because he can't answer many of my questions in his homework, for fear that he can't answer them, which will hurt his budding confidence in learning English ... "I stared at the short message and remembered that Mr. Jiang often called me to the office alone and took pains to tell me about grammar knowledge that was" naive "and" past tense "for local students, and my eyes were moist.

Comments: The title of this article is "Gazing at Life", which should include several points: Why do you "stare at life", what insights you have gained through "staring at life" and what you should do after "staring at life".