In real life or work and study, everyone has been exposed to composition, through which we can gather our scattered thoughts together. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is an 800-word college entrance examination composition carefully compiled by Bian Xiao. Welcome to read the collection.

800-word perfect composition for family entrance examination 1

Go back to school again As before, my mother sent me here. I walked in front and my mother walked behind.

Although it is autumn, the sunshine is not warm, which is not much different from the scorching sun in July. I kept shouting hot, it was too hot, and my mother didn't say a word. On the road, there is no shadow of the car. I muttered, "Why hasn't the bus come yet?" Will it be too hot for drivers to hide and rest? Are you going to have a fight with me and not come? Is it? Oh, how boring! "

After waiting for a while, my mother suggested, "Go to the front. There may be a car ahead. " So, I walked forward, and my mother walked behind. "Mom, go home. It's too hot. I don't care. " I said to my mother. "Send you for a while. Don't worry! " Mom said. Now my mother and I are walking side by side, silent to each other.

A breeze blew and shook my mother's black hair. Vaguely, I seem to see something white mixed in my mother's hair. Watch it, it's white hair! I was shocked! For a long time, I didn't care about the traces that years would leave on my mother. I only know that my mother is my mother, and my mother will always be young!

I never thought that my mother in her thirties had white hair on her head! Look at the mother's face again, and it is clear that it has been wrinkled by the wind and frost of the years. Dead people are like this! My mother grows old day by day, and I grow up day by day. My mother silently put all her love on her children. I'm very happy, mom said. Of course she is happy to see her daughter grow taller and smarter every day.

I walked around with my mother, but no car came. Look at my mother. She is a little fat and has a hard time walking. She's already sweating. "Mom, go home, don't send it, I can go to school." I said, it looks sincere. "For a while to send you, for a while to the front. Look, my mother is very happy to send her daughter! " Mom said quietly, keep going. I don't want mother and daughter to remain silent like this. I never gossiped with my mother before, but now I take the initiative. My mother listened carefully to my performance at school and the interesting things that happened at school, as if she were in it, as infatuated and lovely as a child.

There was a big tree in front of me, and I stopped, and so did my mother. "Mom, you go home and don't send it again." I urged again and again. "Just send it for a while, anyway, I am out, and there is nothing at home!" Mother answered again and again. Happy as a child!

"DuDu." A car rang, my mother smiled, and I smiled, and the car finally came. When I got on the bus, my mother was still standing under the tree looking at me, just like red sorghum bathed in autumn wind. "Mom, go home quickly!" I said loudly to my mother.

"Remember, you must study hard!" My mother kept telling me. The car went farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the sight of mother. I know my mother must still be there watching, with a loving smile and happiness on her face.

Family entrance examination 800-word composition II

The word "gratitude" is far away to me! Farmers say, businessmen say, teachers say, parents love us the most in the world. The most precious thing in the world is affection.

Naturally, during the Wenchuan and Tangshan earthquakes, those touching pictures, those scenes of life and death parting, and those shocking family ties moved me and disappointed me. At the same time, I wonder if my parents will think of me in do or die. Will my parents be desperate to protect me? Are my parents so great? I dare not and have no confidence to say yes or no.

I remember, before I was born, my family was so poor that I couldn't even eat white rice. My parents can only eat fruit from trees. A father looking forward to having a son, when I was born, I saw another daughter. Suddenly, his legs went weak and he collapsed. Due to financial reasons, my parents couldn't support me, so they decided to give me away.

However, when I was held in someone else's arms, my parents saw my fine features, lively and lovely appearance, and my heart softened again. They quickly took me back and refused to send me away. Since then, my parents have raised me with great pains. I heard from my mother that she was hungry several times when she gave birth to me. I was very naughty when I was a child.

In a blink of an eye, I reached a rebellious period. That day, she hit me. At that moment, I hated her. Why is it that other people's mothers are so good, but my mother knows nothing? Her only way of education is to be beaten and vain. She haggles over my leaving home, but I have no money and no ability to see the world. I dare not go out so easily, but from then on, I saved money bit by bit, I gave up snacks, and I studied chocolate crazily. I hope that one day I can get ahead, make money and leave home. But today, I just found out, I realized: I am always wrong, how determined my parents are to stay! They don't care whether they are poor or not, or whether they are bitter or not. They just thought of me, and I, my mother, know nothing, but she knows how to wash and cook, love me, protect me, care about me, care about me. As I said, "It hurts when you are in your mother's heart." I clearly know that she cried for a long time that day. Her vanity belongs only to me. "My daughter is very clever. She won the first place in the whole grade." "My baby daughter will definitely get ahead." And I'm not as careful as her. Can you go to a good school? Can I have a sweet and delicious meal as soon as I come back from school? And I ask myself, it turns out that mom and dad have paid so much "gratitude" for me, not far away, but close at hand. Because I have this burning family relationship that I am grateful for. Now I am sure and confident to say, "In do or die, my parents will think of me and will defend me to the death, and so will I."

800-word composition with full mark in home test 3

It is said that children are the hearts of parents. Indeed, parents' care for us is unparalleled, but in real life, it is precisely because parents care too much about us that conflicts arise.

I remember it was a Saturday and my classmates came to my house to play. We're just carried away. All the books in the bookcase were turned out in front of our house, and a big bag of snacks was solved. But strangely, snack bags are everywhere, but books go to the trash can. Poor dolls are missing their arms and legs. Of course, I can't put the wardrobe down either. I took out a white skirt and put it on the table, but I accidentally touched the ink on the table. Beautiful skirt instantly changed from "white swan" to "black crow". How time flies! My classmate has gone home. After seeing my classmates off, I went back to my room. The originally neat room is in a mess. I thought to myself, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to clean up." Then, I ran to the living room to watch TV as if nothing had happened.

At this time, my mother came back and wanted to go to the room to change clothes. As soon as I opened the door of the room, the fire suddenly came up, grabbed me at the door of the room, pointed to the messy room and said to me, "Look, this is your masterpiece. What do you usually tell you? What should I do if this toy accidentally slips when walking? I didn't say much about you for this. Why can't you remember? " "Listening to my mother's endless nagging, I finally couldn't help it. I retorted to my mother and said, "Can you leave me alone? It's annoying to be so embarrassed all day! "At this time, my mother was more angry and couldn't help but slap me. This is the look of fear in my mother's eyes.

I turned my head and ran out of the door crying. I walked to the park unconsciously. At this time, I was much more awake. I sat on the stone bench, thinking about what had just happened. There was a trace of regret in my heart: "I was wrong, too." I shouldn't have made such a mess in the room. My mother said this out of concern for me. I shouldn't talk back to my mother either. It's hard to raise me after all these years. I really shouldn't be so impulsive. " I heard someone calling my name. Look carefully, it's mom. Mom saw me, ran to hug me and said to me, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, mom shouldn't hit you." Mom was wrong. Please forgive her. " I couldn't help crying with my mother in my arms.

Ah! My problem with my mother has been solved. There is a saying that "there is no overnight hatred between parents and children", and I understand it more thoroughly today. What a great feeling it is! Cherish it! With this feeling, life will be better and warmer!

Home test 4 out of 800 words composition

In my life journey, I have countless wealth, especially family ties. And this wealth has been growing with me. I cherish them because they are priceless to me.

Thank you, mom and dad. Let me have a second chance to be born again, let me regain my confidence and make me unique. I will never forget what happened two years ago.

I still remember two years ago, for some reason, my right foot was limping and my feet were different sizes. I know it hurts you. I also know that being strong means that you pretend to be strong in front of me. I also know that you are actually in Lacrimosa every day, which makes me very sad and helpless.

Therefore, I also fully cooperate with you. You sent me to a hospital that I never dared to enter. I was admitted, you know? Although my blood flowed from my veins at that time, your blood flowed from my heart. Mom and Dad, I know you are strong, but my heart really hurts!

Although, father's love is serious, mom, do you know? When you pour the boiled medicine on my feet, when you stick the freshly cooked medicine on my feet, when you put the most bitter medicine in my mouth, I beg your pity. I once said that you are cruel and I hate you, but now I know that everything you do is just for my feet to get better quickly. Mom, I say "sorry" for my ignorance.

I have been in Yangjiang for almost a year, and I have also walked through numerous hospitals and clinics. But my foot hasn't improved. So, you took me to Guangzhou. On the way to Guangzhou, you were worried about my illness, so you didn't sleep well the night before, which led to fainting. Guess what? Watching you spit out the food bit by bit, watching your pale face, watching you curl up. My heart is bleeding, because everything you do is for me. But you don't care about yourself, but you care about me. Thank you.

Family ties are my wealth. Thank you, mom and dad. Because of you, the size gap between my feet is not as obvious as before, and my feet are not as painful as before. More importantly, I'm not lame now. This is all because of you. Because you haven't given up on me, I have the courage to go on. Thank you. I will never forget your kindness. I will study hard and prepare to give you a satisfactory answer.

The home test score is 800 words. Composition 5

Affection is the purest, truest and most beautiful. It is never earth-shattering, vigorous, like a breeze, blowing my young journey.

The wind is like a sharp sword, stabbing my skin. Cold winter, because of the warmth of father's love, I am no longer cold.

The cold wind enveloped the passengers on the ferry. Kang Feng seems to have pierced people's bones and muscles. My face feels like a sharp knife and my whole body is shaking. The people who came home for the New Year were crowded with the cabin, and my father dragged me outside the cabin and was harassed by the river wind. When the boat left, my father suddenly buried my head in his arms and said softly, "Don't let the wind blow, it's warmer here." He held me tightly with his frozen hands for fear that I would fall in the shaking of the ship. My father's hair was torn into weeds by the wind, and my determined eyes fell on my face.

The warm sunshine filled every cold corner of me in an instant.

The smell of medicine is like a butterfly, flying around the room. I am immersed in the thick fragrance of medicine. The bitter fragrance of medicine has the delicacy, softness and sweetness of maternal love.

Magnolia swaying in the spring breeze outside the window, while I was lying on my back in a hospital bed, complaining about this chronic gastroenteritis. Inside, the smell of medicine is pervasive. Mother kept stirring with chopsticks while standing up straight and rubbing her waist from time to time. My mother became my personal doctor after work, regardless of fatigue. Give me medicine every day and insist on TCM conditioning. "It will be all right soon." She always talks about it in front of the fire. The flaming fire set off the smiling but anxious face, and the white hair was particularly conspicuous, like a thief who stole time. At this time, I found that my mother's wrinkles were getting deeper and deeper, and her tall and straight figure was a little rickety.

Tears fly out of the corner of my eyes at this moment, and spring fills my whole heart.

I like drinking and bathing in the spring breeze. Grandpa's love has been echoing in my heart with this music bell.

Sunset bathes the quaint old city, and electronic car bells fill the alley that picks me up. When I was a child, I always liked to stay in bed. Grandpa thought about his important work every day. Under the strong light, grandpa wore glasses and carefully pieced together the parts he bought all over the streets and lanes and assembled them all the time. Late at night, moonlight shines on the assembled electronic clock. Grandpa's face is full of happy smiles. Wearing morning dew, grandpa went downstairs early and rang the bell to call me. In the bell of "Flowers of Happiness Bloom Everywhere", I ran downstairs briskly.

This bell accompanied me through the cold and hot summer. The bell is full of grandpa's endless love for me.

Fifteen years of spring and autumn, fifteen years of affection. He is a cellar wine, sweet and long; Another example is a classic song, which you can never get tired of listening to; More like a quiet pool, clear and transparent. He is always the purest, truest and most beautiful.

6800-word perfect composition for home test

Because of me, I met a most beautiful festival and a most beautiful smile. -inscription

It's New Year!

After the lively New Year's Eve dinner, I helped my mother wash the dishes in the kitchen. "ah! Send a red envelope! Catch it! " Suddenly, the loudest cousin shouted, and then she heard her sister's footsteps "knocking" to get her mobile phone. "Ding!" "ha! This time it's finally my turn to be the best luck! "

I dried my hands and walked out of the kitchen. Aunt and cousin leaned back on the sofa, smiling; My cousin stood helplessly on the balcony and whispered that the network was unreliable; My sister squatted in the corner alone, looking up at the sky and sighing: "Why did I only grab twenty cents!" " "

Laughter from time to time makes the air at home warm, but there is still a trace of worry in my heart.

There is no grandpa's voice in this laughter.

Grandpa hid in a small room and watched the Spring Festival Gala alone. Grandpa was as afraid of disturbing my homework next door as usual, and turned down the program. His expression is as calm as a pool of stagnant water. There are all kinds of entertainment in the Spring Festival Evening program, but there is no smile on his face.

The laughter outside the door also burst from time to time, and the jingle of opening red envelopes broke out one after another. I sat down quietly beside my grandfather, who turned his head and saw me. He immediately smiled and handed me a red envelope-a real red envelope with a big "good luck" written on it-and I held it in my hand, feeling warm and cold in my heart.

Chinese New Year was not like this before.

At that time, on New Year's Eve, after a whole day's "labor", our cousins would form a circle in the small room to "invite" grandpa-each with a red envelope printed with big "good luck" and the temperature of grandpa's palm.

Now that smart phones have joined our big family, everyone just wants to grab the red envelopes in their mobile phones, and even grandpa's usual rewards can't be remembered.

Staring at the red envelope in my hand, a strange voice in my head told me what to do.

"Because of me, I want to make this festival beautiful ―― I want to make grandpa's smile bloom again!"

I almost "flew out" of the living room and carefully put them all in the small room.

I still sit next to my grandfather and hold my mobile phone in front of him; Everyone was around grandpa, and my mother looked at a room full of people and took out her mobile phone with a smile: "Are you ready?" ! I sent it! "

"Ding!" Grandpa reached out his knuckled fingers and touched the smart screen he had never felt before.

"ah! Grandpa has the best luck! " Grandpa smiled, and the familiar, old but happy laughter melted into the laughter of the whole family. The rising corners of the mouth are the radian of happiness. Everyone's laughter is intertwined, woven into a warm towel, wrapped in this beautiful holiday family college entrance examination composition 800 words 7.

In this autumn and winter season, I think of my sister. In my heart, my mother abandoned us when I was a child, leaving two little daughters. My sister is 4 years old and I am only a few months old. What did I know then? I don't know how I survived, but I don't have those memories.

Later, I was really able to go to school when I was a child. It was just a village school in a small village, so I was inspired to study in the village. Because everything is accompanied by my sister, everything is done by my sister, taking care of myself, accompanying me to study, doing exercises and supervising my growth. Our brotherhood can never be abandoned, and I can't get out of the encirclement of this warm family.

I have lived in your care and care since I was a child, and you have given me sincere love and experienced all the ups and downs. As time goes on, I gradually understand that sisterhood is a blood-bound bond that will tie our hearts together tightly. We will miss each other and help each other, because it is the harmonious family relationship that keeps our hearts close. There are also our half-brothers and sisters at home, all of whom are still very young. It's all the national ties I know that link our family, sister and you. Although you and I are not in the same city, we care about each other the same. Every day, letters and telephone calls are the bridge between us. Every time I hear your familiar voice, it is an exciting moment for me. You always talk to us like adults, especially when giving us lectures. You see, we are disobedient, and you are in a hurry. Reunion with my family is also a moment to make us feel happy inside, and I will be immersed in a warm atmosphere. Your selfless help made my heart surge. I love you and our brothers and sisters.

Over the years, whenever I feel wronged and lonely outside, I will think of you, you. Being sick is the most urgent thing for you. Come to see me from one city to my city and stay with me. I will think of you again when I encounter trifles. It is sisterhood that gives me infinite strength and wordless encouragement. I said to anxiety: with so many relatives watching you and caring about you, you must not live up to everyone's expectations. This great family relationship will always be the driving force of my life and a great emotional wealth in my life. I must cherish it.

Come on, boss, because you said you didn't want to be a doctor anymore, and you were too tired, but for the sake of our life, you looked around, gave up your hobby, and continued to stick to your present career. Thank you, sister. We will be very happy, very happy children!

800-word perfect composition for home test

Affection is only gradually blurred in my heart. In the vague memory, affection is so precious, but I will soon forget it. I can't just sit back and wait. I must do something for it before it leaves me completely: protect it.

Try to recall that in my memory, there is such a scene. My mother sat in Tanobe, holding me in her arms. My appearance was not clear at that time, but my mother's appearance was still so clear. I grow up day by day, and my mother is not young day by day. At first, my mother was still laughing, laughing so happily. After so many years, I almost forgot the memories I will never have again. It's just that the photo still exists in my photo album. Even without these memories, as long as I remember that I have such a mother, I didn't grow up in vain.

Looking back, I spent so little time with my father, but I was so happy. Listening to my father's memories, my father took me to the mountain opposite my grandfather's house to play at that time. There is an orange tree. We picked many oranges. However, I only picked it once, and it seems that I have never seen that orange tree again. Our memories are not only in orange trees, but also in rice fields. When the rice was harvested, my father took me to the side of the waste seedlings, lit the seedlings and slowly lit the fire. At that time, every time I went to grandpa's house, I would burn seedlings, and it was winter every time. Watching the wind blow, I always think of those happy days with you.

Now, you are not with me, and the long days make me miss you. Miss the past, past happiness. Missing makes me start to fight for my family, light the torch of missing, drive away the darkness and warm my heart. Cry gently at night because I miss you to the extreme. At the moment when the meteor crossed, I made a wish that you would never leave again.

I hope you'd better protect your family and remember the past, so that you can enjoy the future together better. To know the future reunion, we must first accept the pain of separation now. I keep this feeling in my heart and let it accompany me forever.