In our study, work and life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is an exquisite selection of 800-word compositions collected by Bian Xiao, hoping to help everyone.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 1

It is Mencius' choice to sacrifice one's life for righteousness, and Fan Zhongyan's "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later" is my best choice.

On Monday, as usual, I walked quickly into the classroom, greeted my classmates and felt the beauty of the morning. Sitting in my seat, as usual, the first thing I did was to pack my schoolbag, put the file bag neatly in the hole of the desk, and then hand in my homework. As a result, when the math homework was handed in-the homework was gone, I quickly returned to my position and rummaged through the three floors outside my desk. The more I look for it, the more worried I am. Where can I put my math homework? I almost unpacked my bag, but I still can't find it! Left it at home? But I remember putting it in my schoolbag.

What shall we do? The math teacher has to check his homework. If I say I can't find it, the teacher will think I didn't write it. That's inevitable. It is a shame to be lectured in public. I don't want to feel that way. But time doesn't allow me to think much. It's time for class. There was a little sweat on his forehead, and he was extremely uneasy.

The originally bright sunshine is now slightly dim, and even the birdsong seems to be mocking and mocking me.

My deskmate found my abnormality. "What's the matter with you?" "I can't find my homework." "Go through the file bag again." She also looked for it for me, but the result was still the same ― I couldn't find it. Seeing that I was in a hurry, she gave me another trick-copying other people's homework quickly. She also lent me someone else's homework and handed it to me to copy it quickly. The moment I saw someone else's homework, I hesitated for a second before taking it.

I quickly opened the book and copied it. The man's handwriting was a little scrawled and I couldn't understand it. If I had known this, I wouldn't have rushed to school. Why check it carefully at home? I blamed myself a million times in my heart.

The open book is still blank, and the math teacher is coming. I'm too guilty to look up at the teacher. I just buried my head and pretended to be writing, but my heart was already choppy and my heart was racing. Should I take the initiative to tell the teacher that I haven't found my homework, and I may have left it at home. Contradiction, entanglement, anxiety, it was really two minutes of suffering. Finally, I convinced myself to put my classmates' homework back and stand up actively: "Teacher, I forgot to bring my homework."

The teacher looked at me and paused. "Well, I believe you." The teacher trusted me, but I felt so guilty that I didn't take a good nap. I'm always thinking about how to give my homework to the teacher. In this way, the day's class is over. As soon as school was over, I ran home quickly, no longer looking at the roadside scenery and stalls, but only one thought in my heart: go home and find out my homework and give it to the teacher. Fortunately, it hasn't cost much at present. I found my homework under the desk and handed it to the teacher. I breathed a sigh of relief and the boulder in my heart fell to the ground.

Today, between honesty and deception, I firmly chose honesty and made the best choice for me. He will always be in my heart!

Looking up at the window again, the sunset reflected by the sunset is so gorgeous and beautiful, just like my mood at the moment.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 2

When faced with difficulties, you should think of others at the first time. Maybe you will think you are more difficult than others. However, if you put yourself in others' shoes, you will find it much more difficult for others.

The day before the exam, it was raining in Mao Mao, and several dark clouds never dispersed. It seems that the rain will not stop soon.

There is less heat in the air than before, but it is also a little more boring. After reading the examination room, I hurried home. The exam will be held tomorrow, which is related to the senior high school entrance examination. I didn't study hard at ordinary times, so I have to make up for it tonight.

I came home breathless and began to review nervously without taking a sip of water. With the deepening of review, I regained one knowledge point after another, only to find that I can't do more and more. At this rate, it is basically impossible to finish reviewing. I sighed and looked at my eyes. It's time to eat. Mom is not at home today, so I have to eat the food I bought in advance.

The meal is still a little hot. Although this is my favorite dish, I have no appetite. The dark sky outside the window makes my heart heavier. I was having dinner when the phone rang. It turned out to be my mother: "You go to deliver food to your father, he has a class today." I was taken aback.

Dad's office is far from home. Usually it takes him half an hour to go to work by car, but I can only go by bike. There are two primary schools on the only way to dad's office now. School is almost over now, and as soon as it is over, the road will be blocked. Besides, I have to wait in line for a long time to buy food at this eating point. I made a mistake in my mind. On the one hand, it is a crucial senior high school entrance examination, on the other hand, it is the pillar of my family. I hate delivering meals, but I can't bear to let my father starve. I thought about it. If you are tired for a day and can eat immediately, you will be in a good mood, so you will make up your mind to send meals.

There was a long queue in the restaurant, and finally I bought two good dishes and staple food, and then I went to deliver the food non-stop. I rode my bike so fast that I couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat on my face. I just feel that it's time to go to work after riding for a year, and my father is still working overtime. I left a note, put the meal on his desk and left.

When I got home, there were only a few bright colors left in the sky, and the rest were almost all black. I took a look, ate two mouthfuls of rice for more than two hours, and quickly reviewed.

The next day's exam arrived as scheduled. Although I was not sure, I didn't regret it. Maybe I will have regrets in the exam, but I think I made the best choice.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 3

Hold the white strip tightly in your hand, the sweat has already passed out gradually, and a series of ferocious figures on it have been blurred. "Mom and Dad, the second model is not done well." I held back the tears in my eyes and waited for their accusations. "You are just under too much psychological pressure." Dad said. "Come on, let's go climbing and relax tomorrow." With the coming of the senior high school entrance examination day by day, my burden is getting heavier and heavier, which makes me feel at a loss like a scourge.

The next morning, my father and I stood at the foot of the mountain, which was higher than Mount Everest in my eyes. "Dad, I'd better go back." My father took me into the surging crowd without any reaction. Although the first half of the mountain road is easy to walk, the second half of the mountain road, the cable bridge, is 100 meters long and consists of three rickety ropes hanging from steep cliffs on both sides. Under the cliff is a fast-flowing river, which will be smashed if it falls.

The narrow cableway can only be used by one person at a time, which means you can only go to the top of the mountain by yourself. It will be our turn soon. "Dad, I dare not." I stepped back in panic and waved hard. "How do you know the danger if you haven't walked?" Father was amused by my words. I was tongue-tied with fear. "

Dad, you know, I've been scared since I was a child. ""Look at the people across the street. They all enjoyed the scenery on the mountain. Aren't you curious? "My father turned a deaf ear to what I said." You can choose to come or not. "Come on, just try the scenery at the top of the mountain. I stepped on it carefully, and it began to shake before I took two steps. Will it break? Will I fall? Just when I am hesitant to give up now, "girl, look ahead and don't think about anything." Come here. "I heard my father's words coming from the cliff and echoing in my ears. I held the rope so hard that my palm ached from the rope. My steps moved forward a little, and my cold sweat was like a sluice with a valve removed. Finally, after I don't know how many steps I took, I arrived, on the other side of the cliff, where I always dreamed.

My father and I rushed to the top of the mountain. Looking at the sunset, the golden sunset is scattered in every corner of the city and sprinkled on everyone who has successfully reached the summit. After lifting the veil of the cable bridge, the scenery on the mountain is so picturesque. Dad suddenly said earnestly, "Girl, the senior high school entrance examination is like climbing a mountain. Actually, it's just a superficial exam. It depends on whether you choose to conquer it or be conquered by it. " I didn't answer my father's question, but I am sure that eventually I will unveil the senior high school entrance examination and find my own unique scenery.

Choice is like a fork in the road, and I will eventually choose my own charming scenery.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 4

"I had a dream about us last night." "Mom, I dreamed of Liu Zhenping again last night. I miss her. " "It's a pity, alas, I haven't learned it at such a young age." "Yes, it's a pity." The long silence finally plunged me into memories.

She was my partner for the first half of my freshman year. Although we have been playing together, she always believes that silence is golden. Every time I want to say something to attract her, it is repeated silence. Later, she finally found her conscience and gradually had a topic with me. I gradually got to know some of her preferences. She likes martial arts and Hugh. Like other students, she wrote their names on the eraser.

His grades are better than mine and his self-esteem is stronger than mine. Once in a monthly exam, her score was on the list of the last ten. After the class meeting, she was even more silent. After the monthly exam, her grades improved by 28 places. All the students witnessed her progress.

She is very strong. She is born after 90, just like us. She is two years younger than most of her classmates. Everyone is basically her parents' treasure, but she is not. Her parents are both working outside the home, and there is only one grandfather at home. Although she is a left-behind child, she has never been bad at school. On the contrary, she learned to help the family do housework at an early age. Once, she fell on a small slope next to the school cafeteria, leaving a big blood scar on her arm. She borrowed someone else's purple potion and just scribbled it. After a few days, her scar began to thicken, and I didn't realize it until I asked the reason. I asked her why she didn't tell me that she could buy medicine with her. She said it was just a small matter, and there was no need to buy medicine. I couldn't beat her, so I asked her to put some ointment on the wound and told her not to touch the wound while sleeping. Since then, I have admired her very much. If it was my former classmate, she would have cried for me, just silently endured it.

She is very frugal. She only uses one yuan a day, and sometimes she doesn't even use it. Every time I walk to the door of the store and watch her feel distressed, I have the urge to help her pay the bill, which is ridiculous, but more respectable.

However, such an excellent friend did not continue his studies in the second half of Senior Two. After calling her uncle's house for the second time, I finally admitted the fact. I can only regret this fact.

Although I tried to shake myself several times, I lost again when I thought about my future life. Suffer, who doesn't suffer when a person is born? Since you have made a choice, you should cherish your choice.

Life is too short to know whether it is right or wrong until you make a choice. You don't know whether it is bitter or happy until you have experienced it.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 5

My choice is my own business, and I don't need other people's interference, or even if you want to comment, spit, or even insult, I won't care. On the contrary, every choice and decision I make will not be vilified by others.

Some people think it's very suspicious that I left Linghu 'an for Chen Mo's arms. They think I'm a spy and an assassin, and I'm here to destroy them and hurt them. Excuse me, why am I so boring, bearing the insults of a group of people, bearing the great charges, and then doing such a thing? Why should I do such a thing? I'm sorry, did I do something good? What benefits and pleasure can I get from doing this?

Some people think that I gave up my former home soon after I lost my business, and that I am a shameless, shameless, bloodless and fleshless dead body. I was really confused. Management was obviously put on my head later. I never thought about management when I joined the league. Even I can boldly say here that I came to Linghuan to see two things: First, I won't change my pen name. Whatever the reason, Fisher regarded it as an interest appeal, and I felt very angry. People who have been here these two days have also seen it. I also changed my pen name to Ling Huan. But I can't stand such a deal. Second, Lingyun. Hehe, I just joined Lingyun at that time. Otherwise, maybe I would have gone with the wind. Now this condition is gone. Therefore, I play magic aboveboard, and being a traitor is nothing. Besides, there are some regrets. I want to say to Fisher, anyway, if you still think I'm qualified to be your friend, I'm still your friend.

I want to say to Chen Mo, if you really don't accept me, fine, I quit and never look back.

I want to say to Ling Huan, if you think I am a traitor, then scold me, scold me. I will go my own way.

I just want to experience different clubs and feel different warmth. But when Ling Hu 'an went from bad to worse, I chose Chen Mo. What's wrong with that?

If you still think I'm shameless, then don't pay attention to me, and I don't pay attention to you. I only go to the club to make more friends. I accepted several apprentices, as well as brothers and sisters. I benefited a lot from Meg's trip, but if you don't like me. Do not disturb. Because, you will dislike me more and more. Over time, we will all know what kind of person each other is.

Yiheng, help me turn around. Not to mention others, those who are willing to support me will continue to support me and pay attention to me. If they don't want to, just get together and leave, so as not to tear their hearts out in the future. Finally, I don't regret my choice and I won't change it.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 6

If life is an endless sea, then knowing how to choose is a beacon to lead the way. If life is a cloudy sky, then knowing how to choose is the most beautiful sky. Life is full of too many choices for us to face, and the best choice will bring you the most wonderful ending.

Walking through the long corridor of history, we witnessed Jing Ke's choice. There was a cold wind by the Xiao River, and all the people who came to bid farewell to the departing warrior wept bitterly. They knew that Jing Ke had little chance of surviving. How could Jing Ke not know it himself? However, in the midst of a generous drum, the brave men marched west, causing a tragedy that will never return. At this time, his heart is filled with people from all over the world. He can't bear to see the people displaced and living in dire straits because of the dispute between the two countries. All these have strengthened his steps to the west. He knew that maybe his life could bring blessings to the whole world, so he chose to give up his life and made his own choice without hesitation.

Known as "the most beautiful teacher in China", Miss Li met a gangster on the way to deliver the admission ticket to her students. In the face of beatings and intimidation by gangsters, she threw her wallet with her work permit, bank card and ID card to gangsters, and held the admission ticket of 7 1 examinee tightly in her arms, enduring the pain of being beaten, and delivered it to the examinee on time. In the face of the persecution of gangsters, Miss Li made her own choice, and the results of her choice have made countless achievements.

Choice is everywhere in life. Former German President Brandt went to the People's Memorial Hall of the Auschwitz Massacre during his inspection visit and knelt down deeply, deeply praying that those dead souls could rest in peace and that the crimes committed by the Nazis could be forgiven by the undead. This kneeling has won the forgiveness and praise of the world. Since then, every German president has mourned the dead in various ways every year on the anniversary of the Auschwitz massacre. In contrast, however, the Japanese don't know how to choose. During the Second World War, they slaughtered thousands of China people in Qian Qian and committed heinous crimes in China. What did they choose? It is necessary to revise history, increase contradictions between the two countries, and pay homage to those heinous criminals of World War II! If they continue, hundreds of millions of people in China will not forgive them, and those who died in China will not forgive them. They will definitely pay for their choices.

Knowing how to choose will make this limited life shine.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 7

Choose, not be chosen.

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The heart without water will be swept away by the wind and the rain will drip. At the end of the road, there is still a road, but there is one more fork. Instead of being an ascetic wandering in the choice, it is better to be the master of fate and face the choice! Make the right choice.

Faced with the choice, we need to ban salt. Only when one is immersed in memories can one see this moment more clearly. Let the storm come more violently-only in this way will you find that the wind blows through the pain of cutting old wounds, the fear of falling into too deep a dream, and the illusion of arguing. Only by thinking about the wrong roads can we draw a perfect arc for them at the corner. Maybe you should realize that not all dreams have hope. Since it will make you black and blue, how can you live beautifully? Don't go astray again and again.

Experience tells us our own strength, and persistence foretells fate. In the face of choice, we need to persist. Someone once said, "Persistence is more terrible than hard work." Yes, since you have chosen the horizon, don't be afraid of suffering, stick to it and don't let the surging blood in your heart lose its temperature. The initial choice was settled with the dust.

Insist on repeated defeats and wars, but we have repeatedly lost and fought. But have we thought about it? The more you have, the more you lose. After all, everything you once had was lost by others. So refuse greed. Faced with the choice, we need to give up. Growing up, we always look for it while losing it. We don't necessarily need to have too much, the key is how much we need. Just like a suitcase, the more things, the heavier it is. Giving up some things that are unnecessary to us properly may lighten our burden. So that we can make the right choice more easily. Some things can only exist in memory, which brings a lot of relief to today's growth.

In fact, in the face of choice, we still need a lot, but there are always some small details in life that touch you. In one moment after another, we can't wait to cross another idea in our minds. These ideas are the reasons for your choice. Those who have no choice are not necessarily the best, and those who have no choice are not necessarily the worst, but the choice that can be linked to their ideals is the last thing people want to give up. Let's take the ideal as the final bottom line of our choice.

Can't make a good choice, can only be selected, but "selected" is often the most unsatisfactory. We must take the initiative to choose and make the right choice.

The wind has gone, but it has brought choices.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 8

Selective forgetting, I can't remember where I got the term. I only vaguely remember that this is a kind of amnesia, which means that the patient subconsciously loses part of his memory. I think this is far more than just a disease, but more like an attitude towards life. On the long road of life, why not choose to forget?

Life is not a vast ocean, but just a cup. When we fill it, we can't put anything else in it. When we fill it with sadness, happiness will flow away. When we fill it with hatred, tolerance will flow away. When we fill it with regret, hope will flow away. Why don't we try to tilt the cup and pour out the unhappiness and pain? We can't completely forget, but we can't completely remember. Try to leave a spare space for our hearts, delete those unpleasant memories, at least bury them in our hearts, so that our hearts will not get tired of it. This life may be more exciting.

Selective forgetting is selective after all, and we can't forget all the pain. Sometimes, pain is also the motivation and alarm of the future. There are many things that we can't and dare not forget. We can't forget the humiliating history of China since modern times, bearing in mind that history is the premise to avoid repeating itself; We can't forget the lessons of failure. Only by learning from them can we succeed. We can't forget our dead relatives, and the dead can only live in our hearts. These, and more, we can't forget. Selective forgetting is to make us remember them better. They are the source of our motivation.

Sometimes we need to forget not only the pain, but also some expired happiness. Happiness is sometimes just a disposable consumer product. When it has lost its original value, it will become a burden and a stumbling block to people's progress. We can't always rejoice in one success, otherwise, we will only succeed once. Similarly, we can't chew happiness again and again. What can we leave when we taste its tasteless taste? Give up some happiness and you will get more happiness.

When we set foot on the road of life, we all carry a basket. In the future, we will always add things to the basket and take things from the outside, just for the greatest value in the basket when life comes to our hearts. Learning to selectively forget is learning to choose the gift of life, which to take out and which to put in, which may not be an easy learning.

Learn to forget selectively, not for the glory of life, but for a life without regrets.

Beautiful choice 800-word composition 9

"English speech contest can practice oral English, and interested students can choose to participate." The English teacher shouted in front of the platform. I am hesitant to choose to join or give up: if I choose to join, will I be as nervous as last time? The failed speech contest two years ago has always been a shadow in my heart.