On the day of awarding prizes, it was drizzling in the sky, as if telling us the hardships of military training. Rain is like the sweat of students and the tears of happiness intertwined. The beautiful lyrics of "sunshine is always after rain, please believe there is a rainbow" float in my mind, and this beautiful day will be engraved in my heart forever. Imagine a bright future.

"The sunshine is always after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow", this beautiful lyric tells a simple truth: success needs to pay …

Certificates, successes and honors are always obtained through hard work and struggle. The joy of success will cheer us up and make us feel particularly comfortable, just like bathing in the bright sunshine.

In the hot summer, a group of primary school graduates walked into the middle school gate with a beautiful vision of middle school life and ushered in the first activity of the new semester-military training. I secretly made up my mind in my heart: "I must learn from the instructors and hone my will." Every day of military training is hard for everyone, but we always adhere to a belief: we must work hard and persist. Especially on the third day of military training, the training was particularly hard that day, and the students were sweating and panting, so they couldn't hold on. As soon as the instructor's voice fell, the students churned like waves rushing to the shore. "I'm exhausted!" "Finally rest!" This kind of words jumped out like rolling walnuts, but soon they gradually disappeared like low tide. The students took off their hats and stretched their sore waist. The cool breeze made people feel a little coolness in summer. Just had a rest, only heard a "stop", the instructor's command broke the calm of the lake like a stone. The students don't want to rest, so do I, but on second thought: it's military training, so you have to obey the command and strictly observe the discipline. Besides, I am the temporary monitor, so I have to set a good example for everyone! So I quickly put on my hat and dragged myself back to the team without saying a word of nonsense. I turned to look at my classmates, and they quickly returned to the team.

Under the command of the instructor, we turned, stepped, looked up and did various actions. When practicing military posture, the instructor asked anyone who moved to work to stand for five more minutes. After listening to the instructor, although we were numb, we still stood still. At that moment, we suddenly understood how great the collective strength is, and the collective honor is above everything else. Suddenly, I felt something flowing through my face, cold and cold. It turned out to be raining, and the drizzle like cow hair gently brushed my cheek, itchy. I secretly looked at my classmates around me out of the corner of my eye. It's really them who hold their heads high, it's really them who hold their heads high, and they're still motionless! I remember the striking chalk on the blackboard at the school gate, "Military training aims at practicing ambition, and success lies in persistence." I suddenly understood the meaning inside. The purpose of military training is to temper the will, and to succeed, we must persist.

After several days of military training, we saw the soldiers' strong will, unremitting fighting capacity and brave and lofty spirit from the instructors. Our class finally won the second place in military training with excellent results, and I won the honorary title of "good soldier" with excellent results. At this moment, I feel that I have grown up and a sense of collective honor arises spontaneously. Think about the pride of those Olympic athletes who have won honor for their motherland, probably the same as my mood at this time! I'm so excited, so excited. We have gone through wind and rain, worked hard and finally won the honor. On the day of awarding prizes, it was drizzling in the sky, as if telling us the hardships of military training. Rain is like the sweat of students and the tears of happiness intertwined. The beautiful lyrics of "sunshine is always after rain, please believe there is a rainbow" float in my mind, and this beautiful day will be engraved in my heart forever. Imagine a bright future.

sunny day

God divides the weather into two kinds, one is the sky, which people call the weather, and the other is the heart, which people call the mood. The weather always affects mood.

In this crisp autumn season, the sun is shining, the autumn is crisp and the mood is pleasant. There are white clouds in the sky, with clear blue in the gaps. This is the real blue sky and white clouds. I smiled: the rainy days have finally passed these days, so the sky is so blue, right? No wonder people often say, "sunshine always comes after the storm." After the storm, the sky will always be so blue and the sun will always be so bright!

The flowers that can't stand the wind and rain have withered. The charm of the past has long disappeared in people's field of vision, and I can't help sighing to myself: delicate flowers, if they can't stand the torture of wind and rain, will not see the sunshine after the rain! I think: people are like this, and I am more like this. It's raining, the free childhood has passed, and it's the test of late autumn and winter! Standing on the new starting point of junior high school life, I should summon up courage, regain confidence, create my own Avenue of Stars and lead to a bright future! Maybe this is the difficulty, maybe this kind of difficulty repels your enterprising spirit again and again, maybe this kind of difficulty disappoints you again and again, but the sunshine is always after the storm, and after the storm, we will one day see our own blue sky, and the sunshine will shine on us and radiate infinite light. If we can't overcome the difficulties bravely, we will never see the sun like the withered flowers in autumn.

On this sunny day, as a challenger, I am struggling to chase forward, chase the blue sky, chase the sun and chase my own life. Let's make a ten-year agreement, and after the storm, we will still meet in this sunny day.

I just found out now that it is a wonderful thing to have a dream to chase, just like this sunny day! Brilliant is sunshine, beautiful is mood, I like this autumn, I pursue that sunny day ten years later!

sunny day

The bell in March tells our initial promise, and the colorful season conveys the information of spring again. We came from that golden autumn, full of colorful expectations, with the belief of traveling, and met on this winding path. Walk this journey side by side.

Some people say that the beauty of the journey is at the starting point and on the way to the end. Yes, there are our smiles and tears on this road; There are our complaints and our abuse; There are stories of our youth and troubles of our youth. On this road, we cried and laughed; Dare to love and hate. Invisibly, our friendship has become profound and profound, and we have become our bosom friends. Although we will wave goodbye tomorrow, we may never see each other again. But looking at yesterday, our smiles are still bright. Xi Jing Li said: "Sorrow is the pain when you grow up and shell, and it is the tax paid by childish maturity." We have grown up, and the road of parting does not allow us to cry. The long river of years has been covered by layers of waves. Three years of dribs and drabs, every drop is our most authentic memory.

Tomorrow is the time for us to wave and sing praises. I know that once I wave goodbye, the years are gone forever. Maybe in this life, we will never see each other again. But our feelings of knowing each other and loving each other will not be ruined by a temporary separation. Because we know, "However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will still be our neighbor." Maybe tomorrow, there will be tears in our eyes, but all the flashing tears are our eternal happiness.

Tomorrow, when we wave, we will shout "Yesterday was a sunny day!" "

In the early morning, the golden sunlight shone through the window, and the room was quiet, and even the sound of mosquitoes flying over could be heard. ...

Tired of this quiet room, I pushed open the door and set foot on a quiet path alone. In the sun, the pebbles on the path sparkle, and rows of heroic soldier trees stand on one side of the path. The light green leaves are a little shy and slightly flushed under the touch of the sun, probably because of spring, the season when everything recovers! Watch when you look up. Sunlight shines through the golden light of leaves. ...

I walked around the big banyan tree, and then I met two regulars here-two elderly people in their sixties. When I saw the two old people, their faces were all red. Maybe they just finished exercising, and I was lucky enough to experience their defenseless state. Almost ten minutes after I arrived, the two old people helped each other and walked for a long time.

They seldom talk, but I can see how tightly they hold each other's hands. She obviously has feelings for her wife that are higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. The paper towel in her hand wiped the sweat from his forehead over and over again. At this time, I always slow down so as not to disturb their harmonious pace. ...

I was once moved by a tragic love story in a movie, but it was fleeting. Maybe it was the feeling of watching a movie, but it was really instantaneous. Compared with life, that short touch is nothing, let alone fiction. Under the comfort of sunshine and the beating of spring breeze, the old talents who help each other are real and long-lasting. Although it is not earth-shattering love, it is quite touching. ...

As the days passed, the footprints of two old people were left on the path. As the days passed, the two old people were bathed in the sunshine of love. They don't need sweet words, they just need to communicate with each other through their palms. I think love is not short-lived and false, but long-term mutual trust and sincere tacit understanding between two people. On sunny days, I feel the warmth of the sun.

The morning sunshine left ripples in my heart. I am bathed in the light of morning and sunset, in the secluded path where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant and the breeze touches the ground.

Sunshine is everywhere.

I believe that spring rain is the sunshine of flowers, because with the moisture of spring rain, flowers can bloom.

I believe that the breeze is the sunshine of the kite, because only when the breeze sings can the kite fly.

I believe that dreams are the sunshine of life, because only with the encouragement of dreams can life not stop moving forward.

I like collecting sunshine.

When I was a child, my mother's smile was my sunshine. I can't forget the tenderness on my mother's lips. They bloom on her face like flowers. Those flowers stayed in my pen for a long time. I will carefully collect those smiles with my eyes. They are sunshine.

When I was a child, my father's folk songs were my sunshine. I can't forget those songs. They lingered in my ear like clouds in the mountains and refused to leave for a long time. I will carefully collect those songs with my ears. They are sunshine.

Grandma's silk and bamboo were my sunshine when I was a child. I can't forget those lingering music. They are as clear as crystals in a summer night, flying in my dreams, driving away the remaining darkness. I will carefully collect those notes. They are sunshine.

There are too many sorrows on the road of growing up, but I still don't forget to collect those sunshine.

There is so much love for me in my mother's nagging that I can't ignore the warmth that moistens my heart, so I carefully collect it.

There are so many expectations in my father's teachings that I can't ignore the light that guides my life, so I carefully collect it.

Maybe one day, the road to growth will come to an end, and youth will sail again. I won't lose these sunshine because they are precious to me.

I think, in the future, even if the sky is full of haze, the world will still be warm as long as these sunshine are taken out.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. When you shout and laugh, time passes like water.

Step into a beautiful journey and hold you to sleep. Pray that you can understand that there are too many strange things in the age of moving soup.

Ordinary people struggle for a hard life every day, and you are the driving force of hard work. Whether tomorrow is active or quiet makes me endlessly nervous about you.

One day, as the year matures, your direction is not clear. Who really told an old story and you still listen to it? Who would like to see the sky and stars with you?

Whether it is peace or revolution, we are still happy to gallop on a new day and see new scenery. .....

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. One year old, climbing mountains and wading.

Don't be afraid to bury your toys in your heart. Pray you know, ask yourself, I have accomplished nothing.

Can maintain their optimistic mood and willfulness, talk about a dream, idolize. No matter whether the years are cold or affectionate, I still ride happily on a new day.

Pray that you know, if my heart gradually stops beating in the future. Pray for a place to protect you and leave you with a bent back.

Lava crashing into a ghost town, or cleaning up, makes me nervous. One day, with the maturity of the years, your direction is unknown.

Who really tells an old story, you listen, who is happy with you. Whether tomorrow is peace or revolution, we will still gallop happily on a new day.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

Forever sunshine, sunshine.

The sun rises every day, hanging high in the sky, bringing us warmth and light, so that we seem to ignore the existence of sunshine in our daily life. However, on that day, I really felt the warmth and brilliance of the sun.

The annual school sports meeting was grandly opened, and students actively signed up for various projects. I signed up for the men's 1000m long-distance race. I thought my long-distance running was good, but who knows? ...

"Three, two, one!" With the bang of the starting gun, other athletes and I rushed out of the starting line like arrows. In the first two laps, I was not bad, and I could keep up with others, but in the third lap, I showed obvious physical exhaustion, sweating like rain, as straight as broken beads. I gritted my teeth and insisted, but excessive fatigue overcame my will and finally stopped and ended the whole journey on foot.

When I came back to the classroom panting, I was greeted by cold faces. Then, some students began to curse: "hey, it's okay to sign up for a long-distance run?" ! ""Whoever robs in our class is better than you! " ..... Originally high above the sun seems to be covered by dark clouds, evil wind whistling, I was cold, motionless, like a dead man.

Suddenly my friend Ajie came over, handed me a bottle of water and gave me a hug, a warm hug. He said to me: "everything is not about success, but whether you try your best;" You did your best. There's nothing to say. Put their words behind you, the light is waiting for you ahead! "

Suddenly, the sun penetrated the thick clouds and shone on me. A warm current warmed my whole body. Feel the sun as warm and bright as charging.

That day, a sunny day, still shines in my mind and can't be forgotten for a long time.

Comments: The content of this composition conforms to the meaning of the topic, and the center is more prominent. As a composition to remember one thing, the structure is reasonable and rigorous, and there is no obvious problem with the language. Can be rated as second class. To advance to the first class, we must strengthen the following links:

The first is to open the topic. At the beginning, the language quality was too low, which is a cliche and is suspected of digressing-"so that we seem to ignore the existence of sunshine in daily life." What the article title and text want to say is not to ignore the existence of sunshine, but the beauty of sunshine. Moreover, you start with ordinary words and sit on the ground and set the tone of the article low. Just like singing, the opening sentence is low, and the following songs are not high-key, so you have to sing at the top of your voice. So the beginning should be more artistic, depending on the title.

The second is to describe the problem. There are some good descriptions in the article, but some places are blank and some places are not in place. In the second paragraph, there is no description of the sports meeting site, nor my own psychological description, and there is no psychological description of the defeated "I". My friend Ajie still had no expression when he came to see me. The lack of description makes the article less flesh and blood, less vivid and vivid. It is suggested to strengthen the description in these places.

The third is the lyrics. There are three kinds of "feelings", one is self-confidence and eagerness before running, the other is self-feeling after being defeated, and the third is feeling after being encouraged by friends. Everyone should use the method of "lyrical description" to express their feelings.

The fourth is the outcome. The ending of the original text is well written, but it is slightly off topic. The logic of the conclusion is "that sunny day is unforgettable", which is the end of "unforgettable day"

The following is what I wrote under my guidance.

sunny day

The composition workshop was written on July 20th11by senior two students in Chengdu.

That day, I heard the sound of the sun, saw the color of the sun and smelled the sun. On the day of the school sports meeting, I really felt the warmth and brilliance of the sun.

The annual school sports meeting was grandly opened. The sun is high in the sky, the wide playground is full of bright sunshine, the "March of Athletes" played in the speaker resounds through the sky, colorful flags are flying around the playground, and students are cheering around the playground. The whole scene was very lively. Sitting in my seat, I am also eager to try: 1000 meters long-distance running, each class can only participate by one person, which can make a lot of limelight. My long-distance running is great. In this mood, I took part in the 1000-meter long-distance race.

Bang, I and other athletes rushed out of the starting line like arrows. The runway stretches in front of my eyes without limit, and the cheers of my classmates echo in my ears. I got up my courage and aimed at the two athletes in front, hoping to surpass them and rush forward with the strength of sucking milk. "I must win the first place and win glory for my class." However, no matter what I thought, the god of fate left me soon. At first, I was exhausted and physically exhausted. Sweat on my forehead slipped like beads. I gritted my teeth and tried to persist, but excessive fatigue finally overcame my will and ended the whole journey by walking.

I really became a beaten army, and I looked embarrassed. Back in class and among my classmates, I was greeted by cold faces. "Waste, rubbish, die without regret!" Students, you are mocking me word for word. It turns out that the sky is still so clear and the sun is still so bright, but in my heart, the sun is covered by dark clouds and has no vitality and vitality. Poor me, I can't go to heaven or go to the ground. The sky seems to be falling on me.

Suddenly, my good friend Ajie came up to me with a smile on his face and an encouraging light in his eyes. He handed me a bottle of water and hugged me tightly. At this moment, I felt a warm current flowing all over my body, and a golden sun seemed to rise in my heart, Ran Ran. He firmly said to me: "everything is not success, but whether you try your best;" You did your best. There's nothing to say. Leave their words, the dawn is ahead! "

Suddenly, the sun seemed to penetrate the thick clouds and shine on me, warm, happy and romantic. The sunshine with electricity, warm and brilliant, dried my heart soaked with tears.

On that day, the sound of sunshine was wonderful, the color of sunshine was gorgeous and the taste of sunshine was sweet.

That's good, my friend. Sunshine, very good.