Intoxicated composition 1 my grandfather, he is a real war fan!
He especially likes watching war movies. He watches "Direct Answer" broadcast by CCTV military channel every night, and cuts fruit to eat while watching it, which is very pleasant.
Once, I turned on the TV and was playing "Direct Answer". Grandpa had gone out for a drink with grandma, but as soon as he heard the majestic answer, he turned to grandma and said, I'd better not go! As you know, my favorite TV series has started, and if I miss it later, it will be gone. Seeing grandpa laughing, grandma said helplessly, OK, but don't just watch TV. Be sure to cook something for you and San Mao.
Grandpa immediately sat on the sofa and watched TV. He peeled the fruit and said, OK, OK, OK! I smile and know perfectly well past ask: Grandpa, aren't you going out? Why did you come back to watch TV again? Grandpa didn't seem to hear me, and he seemed to be blocked by something and ignored me.
I saw grandpa sitting on the sofa staring at the TV. He is completely fascinated by TV. I found a small chair to sit next to and enjoy grandpa's intoxication. Look, grandpa is leaning on the sofa, crossing his legs, eating fruit and staring at the TV intently. The expression on his face seemed satisfied.
I was amused by grandpa's appearance, so I secretly laughed while covering my mouth. About an hour later, the TV play ended. When grandpa saw it was gone, he said, this TV series is really fast!
My grandfather likes watching war movies very much. He looks really crazy!
Intoxicated composition 2 In the long journey of life from an inexperienced child to a knowledgeable teenager, my father's love never stopped.
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In the deep sea of memory, there is a picture of that year: my father looks like a cross-flow, with a slight accusation in his excited and happy tone. That was when I met my father when I was three years old. From then on, I was held tightly by my father's big hand and spent my childhood.
Although I have grown up and understood, my father's forehead has long been portrayed by cruel years, his temples are slightly gray, and his youthful hands have long been eroded by rough calluses. At this moment, my heart is painful and grateful! Because all this is my father's suffering in order to support this family and for my sister to go to school with me.
Now because of graduation and hard work, I seldom contact my family. Unless there is a school holiday, I just hang up after a few casual greetings. Naturally, my father grasped every meeting and waited for me at the station early. I will prepare delicious hometown dishes to satisfy my hunger when I enter the house.
I remember one night during the May Day holiday this year, because I was lonely in reviewing alone, I went to my desk to review with Duke Zhou. Before long, I vaguely felt someone pick me up and go back to bed. The next day, in my father's nagging, I saw tears in his eyes. I was so excited that I ran into his arms and cried, but he didn't say anything but sobbed quietly!
In order to repay my father's love for me, I will study hard and become a useful talent, so that my father can live a stable and peaceful life for the rest of his life. I am willing to hold my father's hand and accompany him for a lifetime.
It turns out that my father's love never stopped for half an hour, but I'm not good at exploring and discovering!
I love my father! Because, father's love makes me intoxicated!
Intoxicated composition 3 "Away from Lengshan, someone is in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. " The beauty of autumn is intoxicating and refreshing. ...
The wind gently brushed my cheek and made me feel a little cold. Grandpa Zhangshu dyed his hair yellow, and some of them fell to the ground. Passers-by stepped on it and made a "click" sound, which was extremely pleasing to the ear. What a beautiful Qiu Ge. Xiaocao's younger brother also came to follow the fashion. They put on the most popular clothes-yellow windbreaker and shook their heads as if they were reciting autumn poems. The birds who are unwilling to be lonely also join in the fun, or stop at the telephone pole, or fly away again, chasing me, frolicking and playing carefree. Eight osmanthus flowers float ten miles, which is true. On both sides of the road, osmanthus trees are lush, and osmanthus flowers are like little dolls, dressed in gold. This naughty little doll may have secretly sprayed her mother's perfume, otherwise how could it have a refreshing fragrance?
Hey! Why are there so many people next to the green belt in front? Looking closely, it turned out that the cleaner was wearing a hat and a mask and working with tools. An uncle is pruning the branches of a landscape tree with scissors in his hand. In a short time, the uneven trees were cut neatly, more round and square by him. In the green belt, a faint aunt bent down to pick up garbage. Her body was covered with mud. She reached into the green belt, picked out the garbage one by one and put it in the bag. Several people on the road are waving big brooms, sweeping the yellow leaves and rubbish under the tree from left to right.
Look at the neat main roads and the neat green belts. Look at the dusty uncles and aunts. They bring beauty to the city and add color to autumn scenery.
Grandma has a small house, and there is a forest next to it. The forest is my paradise.
The winding path in the forest is faint, just like a secret passage leading to the mysterious palace. Strolling away, the branches crisscross overhead, and the colors are orange, pink, scarlet, dark brown and light yellow. Wandering in the forest is like walking on a bright carpet, which is a bright color that Beijing carpets don't have, and it is also difficult for emperors to buy wealth.
Looking up at the sky, the moon has lost its bright white, leaving only her faint charming smile. Suddenly, there was a coolness, like a ribbon made of water, curling behind me, adding a faint itchy feeling to my hair.
The roof in the distance is covered with a deep blue sky. Those beautiful flowers nearby seem to be unable to hold back their rich fragrance and release them to their fullest. The air is filled with intoxicating fragrance.
Streams also rush out of small cracks, writing lines of unknown running script. It is a poem with vivid twists and turns, which sings the rising of the sun.
The sun has just woken up and his face is still reddish. The clouds floated comfortably, as if realizing that they were late, and blushed. The moon is going home, and the sunshine jumps out of the cracks in the branches and escorts her happily.
It turns out that "holding the clouds and looking at the depth of the moon obliquely, the hazy trees are hidden in the sunshine" is such an artistic conception.
Quiet as a dream, people forget the troubles in the world. Indulged in the misty morning mist of fragrant and quiet fertile fields, my heart calmed down, just like a thousand pleated clothes, ironed by this electric iron-like forest.
That forest is like an old jar, which makes me deeply intoxicated. ...
I don't know when I began to be interested in history, not only the subject of "History and Society" I am studying now, but the true history of China for 5,000 years. There are many reasons why I am intoxicated.
There are many great historical figures in the world. I am amazed at their extraordinary wisdom, outstanding talents and civil and military skills. For example, Zhuge Liang, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and foreign writer Leo Tolstoy all learned many excellent spiritual qualities from these great historical figures. In the long river of history, there are many great works that people can never get tired of reading. When reading their works, I was deeply intoxicated by their beautiful words and rich thoughts and feelings ... reading their works is a spiritual enjoyment.
History, like a teacher, not only taught me truth, but also stimulated my interest in learning. Some idioms, such as "I recommend myself" and "I don't want to relax", were only known before, but they seem to have similar meanings when I use them in my composition, "I don't want to know too much". Now I can say that I know most idioms like the back of my hand.
The history I was originally interested in was the Qin Dynasty. On one occasion, I came across such a message on the Internet: "The Qin Dynasty was the first unified empire in the history of China, which was developed by the State of Qin at the end of the Warring States. Ying Zheng, the founding monarch of the Qin Dynasty, claimed to be the first emperor and initiated the word emperor. The country name is Qin, and the royal family name is Qin. Therefore, it is not called winning Qin in history books, and it is different from other countries as a state power of Qin. It was only 15 years from the unification of the six countries to the demise of the Qin Dynasty. From 230 BC to 22 BC1year, Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng destroyed the six countries in Kanto, completed national reunification, and then attacked Xiongnu in the north and Baiyue in the south. " I happen to be reading a series of books, Silent Room (if you are interested, you can read it and recommend it). With the deepening of mute, I also learned a lot about the history of the Qin Dynasty. Finally, I was attracted by this book.
History fascinates me!
Intoxicated composition 6 "Half-dock white clouds don't break, and a pool of bright moons can't catch traces." Master Guan is immersed in the beautiful countryside again, and I only focus on the rhythm of the cycle, shuttling through the beating notes, lingering and memorable.
Walking in the mountains, accompanied by birds and flowers, looking at the grass forests all over the mountains, walking slowly on the small stone steps-towards the depths of the mountains. I put on my headphones, turned on my cell phone and played a song. When the melody is melodious, it seems that thousands of birds gather in the tree and sing together; When the melody is soft, it sounds like a gurgling stream, which "gurgles" and heals people's hearts; When the melody is in a hurry, it sounds like a horseshoe, "click". The melody keeps me going.
Notes, pictures, mountains and streams. Walking in the mountains and listening to music, I love mountains and rivers more and music more.
Music accompanied me to the mountains and rivers, and suddenly things changed. Music took me to nature to feel the difference between weather changes and music.
The weather changed from sunny to cloudy, and dark clouds floated in the sky, listening to music. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the silent sky, piercing the sky, making the music harsh, thundering and boring. A drop of rain falls on the window, ticking, and the music is sparse. A gust of wind blew "whoops" and the music stopped abruptly. At this time, nature is like a band, the muffled thunder is like a drum, the wind is like a violin, and the raindrops are like suona. Nature has formed a symphony orchestra, playing music like a pulse, like a trickle. This is the voice of nature, the sweetest and purest music. I am intoxicated with music and nature.
Music is with me in nature, and nature plays a piece of music, with notes jumping over shoulders and lingering in my ears.
I walked in the field and leaned over a flower. A bee buzzes, as if in the accompaniment, in the corner, between rocks and mud, a cricket is humming, like a violinist playing a movement, a cicada is singing beautifully in the tree, like a singer singing constantly. In the field, the music played is very pleasant.
In the fields, in the Shan Ye and in the sky, one piece of music is playing, and I am gradually intoxicated with the beating notes. ...
Intoxicated composition 7 notes, beating, dancing. I have long been intoxicated with the wonderful music and can't extricate myself. ...
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Elegant music
Elegant music is ringing in my ears. The notes danced freely in the air, showing its dance. The Vienna March is elegant and unconventional. Fingers are flying on the piano like butterflies. Jump ... from the prelude to the climax, sometimes it is as soft as water, and sometimes it is as light as falling. I have long been intoxicated with it, and it seems that a staff appears in front of me, making the notes jump in front of me. At present, Vienna is beautiful and dignified. Now I seem to be flying in the air, flying freely and playing with white clouds and birds.
I was intoxicated by the beautiful music. ...
merry music
Cheerful music is ringing in my ears. The staff rotates and interweaves in the air. Childhood memories are pleasant and beautiful. Childhood appears in your mind, and joy, sadness, troubles … all show up. Playing with partners, chatting with teachers, and also showing incisively and vividly in music. Every note, like a clever and lovely elf, evokes memories in your heart ... at this time, I have long been intoxicated and playing in the clouds.
I was intoxicated by the cheerful music. ...
Enthusiastic music
Passionate music is ringing in my ears. The elevator flies in the air. "Moonlight Song", the sound of the waves is in my ears, breaking the waves and rolling, and the momentum is still full of hope, which is desirable and even more exciting! At this time, I have long been intoxicated with it, as if I were in the sea and free. There is plenty of sunshine shining on me, and there is a golden beach to accompany me.
I was intoxicated by the passionate music. ...
Music is the sublimation of human love and wisdom, and it is also the yearning and call for rationality. ...
Intoxicated composition 8 in ancient times, people were in war for a long time, living in fear, and the people were miserable. However, with the economic development of society, people have not only pursued simple material conditions, but gradually moved closer to a deeper spiritual realm. Among many spiritual foods, I have a soft spot for music.
Music can wash people's minds, cultivate people's sentiments, and let people feel its magic and mystery in those notes full of life rhythm. Beautiful music can make people forget their troubles, put aside their sadness and immerse themselves in this boundless ocean of joy.
Music can not only enliven the mind, but also soothe it. When encountering difficulties, I feel extremely depressed and often turn on the music. Every note is like a drop of dew, which makes me smile again. Beautiful and fresh melody can make me think calmly.
Music, with wordless language, purifies my messy mind again and again, making it gentle and quiet.
Before writing an article, I always listen to music. Music can melt my impetuousness and straighten out my messy thoughts. After listening to music, my inspiration will always come out one after another like bubbles in water. It seems fleeting, but it can always be firmly grasped by me. This is the unique charm that music brings inspiration.
I am a girl who loves fantasy. Often a person curled up in the corner daydreaming. And music gave me a pair of imaginary wings, let me spread my wings and fly more freely in my own world. Music enriches my fantasy. Music makes my fantasy more energetic and spiritual.
A person's life is like the melody of music, sometimes it is light and clear, sometimes it is ups and downs, sometimes it is melodious, and sometimes it is sad and low. I am intoxicated by it.
Intoxicated composition 9 reading fascinates me and intoxicated me.
"Without meat, it is better to live without books." On our way to school, we sang songs all the way, leaving a string of laughter and sowing a ray of warmth, which is the happiness of life.
It's a pleasure to stay idle for a day, sit upright and always have books to care about! If it weren't for my parents' repeated exhortations, I couldn't have wandered in the sea of books, how could I catch a glimpse of the beautiful scenery, and how could I remain calm and firm after experiencing stormy waves? If you are not a scholar, how can you enjoy reading?
I remember a poet once said, "No matter how far spring is, I am calm;" There are books in this life, no regrets ... "The ancients read books, full of poems and paintings. A cup of tea, a dim light, a person in the room, holding a book, quietly enjoying the charm, giving people a kind of "until, raise my cup, I ask the moon, bring my shadow to me, let us three" elegant and free and easy. However, when I study, I care about my feelings. I especially like reading in the fields in spring and March. The combination of books and the unique flavor of nature gives people a fresh and refreshing feeling, as if the wind in your ear has become your good friend and sings for you; The grass under your feet becomes your playmate and dances for you; The white clouds overhead become your followers and make you happy.
Reading is like climbing a mountain. The higher you climb, the farther you can see. Reading is like ploughing, sweating and gaining more. If you want to see the unique and charming scenery on the top of the mountain, other mountains are short under the sky. You have to climb hard. You should work hard if you want to get something. As Tagore said: "Only through hellish tempering can we forge the power to create heaven. Only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world. " Happy in the model, intoxicated in the harvest!
Flowers will wither with flowers, but books will remain fragrant all year round, taste books and be intoxicated with life!
Intoxicated composition 10 book is the ladder of human progress. Reading can not only cultivate sentiment, but also enable us to acquire a lot of extra-curricular knowledge. Reading can also help us lay a solid foundation in the future society. I have loved reading since kindergarten.
I remember when I was a child, I was most looking forward to going to school, because I could come home from school and pester my parents to tell me stories. I listen to it with relish every time, never tire of it, and sometimes I forget the time. The adults are so noisy that I can hardly hear them. I was fascinated by the book. How could I forget the touching plot in the story?
In the first book I read, Grimm's Fairy Tales, the story that impressed me the most was Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. When I was a child, I often thought to myself: The queen is so vicious, why doesn't Snow White hate her? Is it because Snow White has a kind heart? I don't understand. Every time I sleep, I stare at my mother with puzzled eyes and ask, "Why is Snow White kind and not as vicious as the queen?" Why are mice and cats destined to be natural enemies? My mother always touches my little face and says with a smile, "What do you think?"
Doubts haunt my heart. Stories about reading are as numerous as seashells by the sea. Question marks are always spinning in my head like beads.
I didn't understand until I entered primary school and began to learn to write. Reading more books is to lay the foundation for our composition. Books are the fruits of human life. The knowledge in books is as vast as the sea. Reading more books makes me rich. Only by reading more and reading more can we make our knowledge more profound. Book is the first enlightenment teacher in my life, a treasure house that books lead me to roam in knowledge, and it makes my life colorful, boring and intoxicating. Books, I won't forget you as a good teacher. I must live and read until I am old, which will make me intoxicated forever.
Intoxicated composition 1 1 Chunlan Qiuju, summer lotus and winter plum, this is the natural charm of nature; "Spring rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River and autumn wind with horses in the north", the catkins in Da Chun are chaotic and the grass color is blurred. In spring, the most beautiful thing is the bud. Watching those green "little eyes" grow from the branches that have been cold for a winter, the grass swayed with its weak body and quietly leaned out, looking forward to all the beautiful things in the world. Swallows whisper and butterflies fly in the sky; The gurgling river that just broke free from the "bondage" of ice is tinkling; That piece of goose yellow and green-once again, spring suddenly came. Everything in nature makes me intoxicated with the beauty of the season; The spring breeze combs the willows, and the night rain moistens the flowers. This is the creator's summer, and the lotus flowers welcome the sky, and the fragrance is overflowing. Summer is the most unrestrained season. The sun shines on the earth and everything is thriving. Watching butterflies dance, singing birds flying, counting purple shirts and colorful kites, it is full of vitality. In the orchard, red apricots are burning, peach blossoms are in full bloom, pear trees are snowing, cicadas are relaxing, and their voices are chirping; At night, looking at the stars and fireflies, in the faint moonlight, everything on the earth is quiet, and tomorrow's things will come alive again.
In autumn, the sky is full of sunset and the river is full of dye. Autumn is the most mature season. "The sunset is lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn water is the same as the sky.". Whether it is the vast freedom of "the sky is high and the clouds are light, looking at the flying geese in the south" or the romance in the clouds, it is refreshing. With the emergence of a golden season under the blue sky, a golden dream is brewing in my heart. Please let the geese fly and take my dream to a distant place.
In winter, dead vines grow wildly and snow is everywhere. Winter is the world of pink jade. It's a winter morning, with a small wind and a waning moon, and a few stars. The cold wind caresses your face. After a heavy snow, this place has become a world wrapped in silver makeup. There is a wonder of "like spring breeze, coming at night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees", and the children's silvery laughter has become a beautiful scenery in winter. The beauty of winter lies in joy.
When I look up at the bright moon in the sky; When I cry, I listen to the cicadas on the branches; When I appreciate orange, orange and green, I am deeply intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of nature.
Intoxicated composition 12 rain, falling gently, lit up the flowers, awakened the green water and stirred the sky. If she is as shy as a girl and just smiles, she will dye the scenery of a river green ... I am intoxicated in the rainy world.
The ink rain is crisp: the grass looks close, but it is not.
In early spring, the rain blurred slowly and shallowly, like silk gauze and dense fog. With the smell of tobacco, from a distance, light green grass buds fill the field of vision, but when you look closely, they are gone. Rain, a Jiangnan woman, sings softly behind her guitar, still hides half of her face in front of us and sprinkles poetic water to the world bit by bit. For example, the crisp spring rain bleached the sky, dyed the peach blossom red, and also brewed the hazy poetry of Yichuan Tobacco.
Drop like a waterfall: white rain jumps into the boat.
It was far away and the rain came as scheduled. First, there was a breeze, accompanied by several heavy thunder, and the rain beads as big as beans were connected in series to form a heavy curtain. In summer, cicadas are still singing louder than one another, and summer rain is noisy, splashing ripples. At night, I picked up a poem and sang; I didn't come for half a month. I knocked on the chess piece and my snuff fell out. When I hear the rain, I think it is my bosom friend-its humming sound is like nature, and the crisp rain sound is a girl's silvery laughter, which accompanies me to sleep.
Rain hits banana: the rain is gurgling outside the window.
The wind gently pushed open the window and the autumn rain dripped into the night sky. Rain with feet glides over pink or yellow autumn chrysanthemums, making flowers and leaves tremble slightly. It's a little light, but it's still very poetic. Light a candle, pour a cup of fragrant teas, open a box of poems, and my heart will calm down. I will gently say that I am wandering alone in the lonely rain lane with an oil-paper umbrella. I hope to meet a girl like lilac ... that night was also full of fun.
Rain, she is like a beauty, beautiful and moving. In spring, clothes are wet and apricot blossoms rain; In summer, the mountains are empty and rainy. In autumn, the rain hits the pale lotus and listens to the rain. My world, with a poetic rain flowing slowly, is clear and gentle, which makes me intoxicated.
Intoxicated composition 13 "Sunshine is always behind the storm"
"The sunshine is always after the storm, and there is a clear sky on the dark clouds ..." Whenever I hear this song, it always makes me find the confidence to overcome difficulties and let me know that "sunshine" always radiates its dazzling light after the storm, and its melodious and inspiring lyrics make me intoxicated. Whenever I am depressed, or fall down in front of setbacks, I will think of it. It gave me confidence to overcome difficulties, and its connotation was enough to make me intoxicated for a long time. ...
Sow hope
Sowing Hope sings the voice of middle school students and is a song suitable for middle school students. I often listen to this song "A year's plan lies in spring" when I start my day of study in spring. On a new day, I began to sow the seeds of hope, knowledge and knowledge, let it grow in the earth and let hope surpass dreams. Maybe that's what music is. Every word of every song educates me, makes me understand and sublimate in singing, makes me love it, and makes me intoxicated forever. ...
Tomorrow will be better
"Tap on the sleeping heart and slowly open your eyes ..." Waking up in a coma in the hospital will give me a special feeling. Later, in my life and study, this song often accompanied me. It makes me forget my past unhappiness and believe that tomorrow is a new beginning. I believe tomorrow will be better. Also let me intoxicated, let me feel the beauty of music melody …
These three songs are just part of the music. Music is the most wonderful thing in the world. It can purify your mind-bring me to a pure and real world, enlighten my thoughts, convey hope forever, and make me linger and revel in it for a long time. ...
Intoxicated composition 14 spring scenery, you really intoxicated me!
Intoxication is a beautiful yearning for life. In late spring, walking along the tree-lined path and enjoying the beauty of nature in a piece of green have a unique taste; The pen tip dances lightly, writes down the flowing picture, and indulges in the charm of calligraphy, which makes me relaxed and happy; Touch a guqin, hold a book, taste a cup of fragrant tea and wander in the fragrance of literature and art.
On the road of life, there are always some beautiful scenery that fascinates us, and what fascinates me is the beautiful spring ... On May Day, our family set out to find the footprints of spring. I am jumping on the road, like a happy bird, and my heart has already flown to the beautiful spring.
Look! The tall and strong willows by the river are covered with new green leaves, and the soft willows hang down like a green ribbon. "It's really a jasper tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down!"
Look! Two or three peach blossoms and pear blossoms outside the bamboo quietly bloom. How happy the ducks are swimming in the water. It's really like "peach blossoms outside the bamboo, duck prophets warm the spring river", as if people are in it.
Look again! How thick and imposing the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest are, and how fresh and delicious they are set off by the dew on them; How tall and straight bamboo is, it seems to be several times taller than me ... it makes people feel like they are in a leisurely world.
Look again, the rain on the street is as delicate and moist as milk, and the grass is drilled out of the ground. From a distance, it is vaguely connected, and from a close look, it is sparse and sporadic. There is really a feeling that "the rain in the sky is crisp, but the grass color is not close"!
Ah! Spring scenery, you really fascinate me ...
Intoxicated composition 15 The sweet birdsong resounded through the sky in the morning, so the ordinary and penetrating voice deeply attracted me, and I walked into nature with the crisp birdsong.
Lying on the grass, I looked at the blue sky and warm sunshine. The leaves rustled because of the breeze. Although this kind of voice has no high melody or touching music plot, it is the most beautiful and simple "music" in nature. Maybe it's just ordinary "music", but at least it can make people let go of all camouflage, hatred and feelings when they appreciate it. This may be an irresistible force of nature!
Due to the pressure of study, I always wander between grades and rankings, and have no time to appreciate the beauty of nature. I seem to have left these eyes to discover the beauty of nature in a corner of the world, and they are waiting for me to follow my previous footsteps. But I seem to ignore the existence of nature.
Suddenly I thought of Tao Yuanming's "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely" Tired of flying, the birds returned to the mountains. Why do people wander in the dark officialdom? "Isn't this poem a warning to those who seek fame and fortune? Tao Yuanming, who didn't bend his back for five buckets of rice, stayed away from the great noise of the world and started his real career in the beautiful ceramic garden. However, now we can't abandon everything like Tao Yuanming and become a noble hermit. Even if we are really tired sometimes and don't want to live like this, we can't be like Tao Yuanming. Because the cold reality breaks our pure desire, we must work hard, study and compete. Although we can't find heaven, we can see the beauty of nature in our spare time.
In the face of nature, we can put everything down and be ourselves, and a long-lost smile can flow into our faces.
Nature will always be the harbor of our hearts.