In daily study, work or life, many people sometimes write compositions, which can be divided into narrative, explanatory, practical and argumentative according to different genres. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is an essay on the topic of winter warmth that I have compiled for you. Welcome to share.

Warm Topics in Winter Composition 1 At dusk, the afterglow of the sunset is reflected on the thick snow in winter. Shining snowflakes can be seen everywhere on streets, eaves and bare branches. There is a little white snow in the air, which falls on people's hats, clothes and noses.

Pedestrians are in a hurry, and cars are driving carefully on the road.

Xu Ming, a young volunteer, is cleaning the thick snow on the street. His face was flushed with cold and thick snowflakes fell on his eyelashes. He used to have a pair of gloves, but they were worn out by a rusty shovel. He had to stop and rub his frozen hands from time to time.

At the moment, in a narrow alley, a teenager is also sweeping the snow on the ground. On both sides of the alley are several dilapidated and low-rise buildings. Several trash cans were put in the alley, but they were bent by the snow. There is some snow on both sides of the alley, but there is a thick layer on the road.

"Lu Tian!" A voice broke the silence. After a while, a figure appeared in front of the teenager. It's Xu Ming. He panted, "Why are you here? I have been looking for you for a long time. It's getting dark What are you doing here? " "Sweeping snow, of course!" Lu Tian pointed to his shovel. I mean, why are you here? Lu Tian didn't answer, just silently sweeping the snow. Xu Ming also looked at him silently. For a long time, Xu Ming looked up at the dilapidated buildings on both sides, picked up a shovel and swept the snow in the alley together.

The sun is still half exposed, as if unable to leave. By a window in the alley, an old lady looked out of the window on crutches. The afterglow spilled on the faces of two young people, reflecting the golden brilliance. They used their fiery hearts to melt the snow and warm the winter.

Warm topic in winter composition 2 Motherly love is a selfless force, which moistens us ignorant teenagers like a drizzle in spring. It is like a hard stone, sheltering us from the wind and rain; It is like a torch in winter, which makes us feel warm.

That winter night, I had a fever because I wore less clothes. My mother ran downstairs behind my back, without a cotton-padded coat. Because there was no taxi in the street in the middle of the night, my mother had to carry me on her back and run to the hospital in the biting cold wind. I looked at my mother's thin body and thought, can my mother bear my weight so thin? So, I said to my mother, "Mom, you put me down and I can go!" " ""Never mind, mom can afford it. " "I want to go by myself. You have to recite it when you grow so big. Too ugly! " "No, you have to listen to your mother. "I can't beat her, so I have to give up. My mother went to the hospital behind my back again.

I feel that my mother's footsteps are getting heavier and slower.

Finally, I arrived at the hospital. Although it was cold winter, my mother's face was covered with bean-sized sweat, but she still insisted on sending me to the injection room. After the doctor stuck the needle into my skin, she sat in a chair to rest. My mother told me a story when I had an intravenous drip. From her voice, I heard that she had a cold. Unconsciously, the two potions have been finished. My tired mother carried me home again.

When I got home, my mother took off my shoes, helped me wash my hands and face, carried me to bed and stroked my head with her hands. Under her care, I soon fell asleep. ...

Ah! Motherly love, if you are a sea, I am a drop of water; If you are a grassland, I am a grass of yours; If you are the sky, I am the white cloud.

Mom, I love you!

My winter is warm, because I have a mother who loves me deeply and works hard for me day and night.

On this day, school is later than usual. Everyone went home happily, and I was still doing my homework in the classroom. But the good times didn't last long. Before long, there was a heavy rain in the sky. I can't help worrying: it's all because I didn't watch the weather forecast yesterday and forgot to bring my umbrella. What can I do now? I couldn't go back ... then I remembered my mother, my sick mother. I quickly picked up my schoolbag and ran into the rain. However, the biting cold wind and intermittent winter rain made me shiver. In desperation, I had to go back to the classroom.

The more it rains, the deeper my fears and worries are. Now I have no choice but to sit around and wait for someone else to come to me. Looking at the heavy rain outside the window and thinking about my sick mother, I can't help but feel sad. My mother is still waiting for me to go back! At this moment, I heard a voice, like footsteps. This is familiar and slow, but it is just a drag. I opened the door at once and poked my head out. I saw a familiar figure in the corridor-it was my mother! I ran to my mother, and she took out a raincoat from her bag and put it on my shoulder. Looking at this clean raincoat, I found that it is not only a raincoat, but also my mother's selfless love for me. I looked at her hair wet by the rain, and looked at her mother's loving eyes and her face gaunt because of illness. My tears keep rolling in my eyes. Poor mother, what gave you such great strength when you were sick? -it's maternal love, and it's your eternal concern for your son!

I went home with my mother. Although it is raining heavily outside the window, the room is still warm. That's what my mother brought me, the warmth of winter.

Warm topic in winter composition 4 Winter has arrived, and this winter is particularly cold. People in the street are wrapped in sweaters and down jackets, unwilling to accept the baptism of this winter, rushing around on the road, unwilling to endure the cold of 1 second, and the breath exhaled by the nose accumulates in the nostrils for a long time, almost dripping down (I don't know whether it is nose or water). And I, hiding in bed every day, even if I wake up at seven or eight o'clock, I will linger in the warm bed until 90 o'clock. Why? Cold! I really admire those grandparents who do morning exercises in the garden. Who said "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night"?

Winter is warm, too.

Winter girl is in a good mood, dancing with the sun is warm. The sunshine in winter is not dazzling or hot, but it gently throws you into warm arms. Children also lost no time in playing hide-and-seek and chasing and rolling in the garden and grass. The heavenly laughter melted the winter, filled it with laughter and made it look brand-new.

Winter is not only warm, but also full of festive atmosphere.

65438+February 25th, Christmas abroad; 65438+ 10 month 1, the first day of the New Year, is also the beginning of a new year; In February, the New Year, the lively atmosphere is all over China! People celebrate festivals and express their love for them in different forms. Birthday cakes, candles, Christmas hats, Christmas trees, Christmas dinners, fireworks, firecrackers, watching the Spring Festival Gala, posting Spring Festival couplets and other festivals make winter a lively season.

Winter is also full of hope and vitality. Because winter comes, can spring be far behind? Therefore, winter is full of vitality for Bob. Besides, there are pines and cypresses to accompany us through this cold winter!

Winter has a cold appearance, but a warm heart. Licking the quiet and lively winter is my favorite.

Warm topic in winter composition 5 When the weather is warm in winter, you fall down and someone helps you up, so you will feel warm. When you lose your eraser, you will feel warm when you look around and someone finds it and returns it to you. When you are hungry, your mother cooks a bowl of steaming soup for you, and you will feel warm ... What makes people feel warm in winter is that there are countless stars in the sky. I've been through something similar.

It was winter. It's very cold. It's still cold after wearing three clothes. How can we make people feel warm? But what happened later changed my mind.

It's time for me to go home safely. I walk fast, faster than a plane! When the cold wind blows on my face, it makes me feel more painful than cutting with a knife. I just walked, walked, walked, walked ... for a long time, I saw a figure and soon came to me. This is, I saw this figure clearly. Oh! It's dad! Then, my father let me get on the electric car. I feel very warm when I sit on it!

A few minutes later, we arrived home. Dad asked me, "Are you hungry? Do you have a cold? " "No." I answered. Then I couldn't help sneezing. Dad got it. So he cooked a bowl of soup for me to drink. Then, put on my gloves to make me warmer. I think: Father's love is warmer than spring.

On that day, I seemed to see a ray of golden light shining on my father and me. Although winter is cold, it also has its warmth and beauty.