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A composition with the theme of sharing
In daily life or work and study, we often see the figure of composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my composition about sharing with you, for reference only, and I hope it will help you.

A semester's composition 1 on the topic of sharing is coming to an end, and we are reviewing nervously. In order to let us relax, Mr. Shen specially held an activity to package jiaozi for us on the day of solstice.

Our group sent Dong Xiang and Da Xiang Li to make noodles. Hard work pays off! The scattered flour became obedient children in their hands and immediately became dough. They put the washbasin on the group table.

We began to concentrate on jiaozi. Everyone is in full swing. First take out the fried stuffing and put it on a small and exquisite plate. We squeeze a small dough from a big dough, press it gently with our hands, and press it into a flat shape, as thin as possible, so that the baked dumpling skin tastes like stuffing. Then put the prepared stuffing into the flat dumpling skin just made. Finally, put the two sides together and carefully pinch the edges to give jiaozi a beautiful design.

Jiaozi was wrapped up very carefully in the winter, but after all, it was the first time to make jiaozi. There was a hole on the side and a mouth here. He pinched the leaking place and added a little flour to the cut place, and his mistake was made up at once. Jiaozi has various shapes: some are like fried dough sticks, some are like polar bears, and some are like duck heads. ...

Although Zhou's grades are poor, his jiaozi is unique and vivid. Babies sleep in cradles, extinct dinosaurs, elephants with long noses ...

Jiaozi, who has a big necklace, is also "well-deserved". The shape is exactly the same, the size is exactly the same, and even the amount of stuffing in the bag is the same. It can really be called a masterpiece.

The wind is blowing again, and it's cool to hit your face.

Time has told me how shallow and profound it is to express life with a pen. If I'm trapped, I can't go back.

Candlelight is not stingy at all. It gives me warmth and accompanies me through every lonely and cold night ... When cicadas sing, it's late summer and I'm fidgety and dry, and even my body is filled with hot air. My material world is rich and colorful, but my spiritual world is blank.

Books, pens, notebooks-I communicate with them every day. Am I happy? Maybe! This is an impressive achievement. Yesterday-I left one after another.

The running water of the stream is singing monotonous songs. Last year, the maple leaves were red again. Do I have a past? Childish, ignorant and ridiculous? I would rather have them than let the world weigh the weight on the spiritual balance.

Every day, every minute, every second, I am running, pursuing everything I want, but I can't keep up with the roar of the rails ... because my beauty is far less than Haizi lying on it, my body is cold, but my heart has a temperature, which will never be there again.

"Blow off the dust of homesickness, but can't blow off the lines on my forehead. Travel all over the world, just remember the door to go home ... "

The wind is rustling and blowing gently ... My days are floating in the wind. ...

I said: Maybe this is life. I am always indifferent to some ups and downs, but I am moved to tears by the occasional greetings with a faint fragrance.

You said: this is the challenge that life gives us. No matter how difficult the road is, you can't run aground at will.

I said: only occasionally, there will be sadness, loneliness and melancholy. I often look at the sky helplessly and often let my thoughts drift away.

You said: I want to lend you a pair of wings and fly with you; I want to give you some strength to make the sky no longer just yearning.

I said: From now on, I will try not to be sad, and I will give myself a hope.

You said: this is a new beginning, comb your wings and start flying from here!

I said, okay. Even if the night sky crossed by the meteor is only a trace in the wind of the years, I will try my best to grasp the beauty of this moment.

You said: Emancipate your mind, there will be a lot of scenery on the long road, and I will accompany you on the road to success.

I said: the sky is just a dream of mine. Even if I fly higher, I can't fly out. This is a concern.

You said: There is still a long way to go. Fly to the vast sky and you will see the sunshine all the way.

I said: I only hope to have you along the way, no matter how beautiful the story is, I will share it with you.

Therefore, we are moved, not because of loneliness, but because of the bottom of my heart, a little tacit understanding and a little attachment. ...

Buddha said: Five hundred times in previous lives, one brush in this life.

I said: there are many opportunities, and sharing them with you is a beautiful long-cherished wish.

Some people say that "wealth is those countless treasures of gold and silver." In my mind, the greatest wealth I have should be "love", especially the deep love my parents gave me.

Every morning, when I walk out of the house with my schoolbag on my back, my mother always reminds me: "Be careful when walking, stand aside", "Look around when crossing the road" and "Study hard at school"; Before going to bed at night, parents always say "cover the quilt and don't catch cold"; Before each exam, my mother whispered "Don't be nervous, just be careful"; ..... My ears are almost calloused, but when I carefully reflect on those "nagging", I find that the reminder at this time is full of concern, which is undoubtedly my "wealth".

When I came back from school, my parents had prepared delicious rice and mouth-watering delicious dishes for me. They always look at me with a smile, and then they gobble it up. Whenever I catch a glimpse of my parents' smiling faces, I feel happy and understand the love written on their faces. This love is naturally my "wealth".

Because of love, parents always take pains to ask questions; Because I know love, I no longer feel that my parents are verbose and feel particularly relaxed. In my parents' exhortations again and again, in the new wrinkles on my parents' foreheads, and in the white hair emerging from my parents' black hair, I understand again and again that love is my real wealth. I think I am the happiest person in the world and the most "rich" person!

Composition 5 on the topic of sharing What is sharing? Sharing is a noble quality. You give to others, and they will return to you.

Sharing is like a mysterious thing. If you open it, you will get a lot of happiness. Sharing is like a bowl of medicine. If you drink it, you will feel the importance of sharing. Sharing is like a bright lamp. When you shine its light, you will feel the happiness brought by sharing.

Sharing is everywhere, which can enrich and deepen the feelings between sisters.

I remember once, the school gave us two big zongzi to take home to eat. When I got home, I took out a big zongzi and smelled it. It tastes great! So I immediately opened the leaves of Zongzi, and the aroma of red dates came to the nose, so fragrant that it seemed to be smelled thousands of miles away. I was about to eat when my sister next to me put her mouth close to my big zongzi. I saw it and thought: give my sister another zongzi!

Thinking about it, I took out the delicious zongzi from my schoolbag and gave it to my sister. I saw her like a hungry wolf, putting her face close to zongzi and eating it assiduously. When he looked up, his face was covered with rice, just like a Xiaohua Mall, which was very interesting. Coupled with the funny expression on his sister's face, I smiled. My sister saw it and ate even crazier. Seeing her so happy, my heart is as sweet as honey. I read it and thought: sharing is not only a noble quality, but also very happy!

Sharing is not only a noble quality, but also a virtue. As long as you share your own things, you will be as happy as eating honey!

Do you know when I learned to share? It was when I shared poached eggs with my grandparents that I realized the joy and happiness brought by sharing.

When I was a child, I lived in my grandfather's home. Life in the countryside is simple and simple, but simple life also has love and happiness. I still vaguely remember my grandparents' voices and smiles. They always leave me delicious food, but they are unwilling to eat it themselves. I remember once, our grandparents and grandchildren had breakfast together. Breakfast is simple, just a bowl of noodles. When I was eating, I suddenly found that there were not only noodles in my bowl, but also a fried egg, and there were none in my grandparents' bowl. Looking at the thin faces of grandparents, I felt that this poached egg should not be eaten by myself, so I gave them half a poached egg. Suddenly, they laughed, and grandma said, "Dear grandson, you have grown up. Eat. "

"I only want half at most, otherwise I don't want any." I said coquetry. Finally, my grandparents had to share half a poached egg with me. Watching my grandparents eat eggs, I also smiled happily.

That day was the first time in my life that I actively shared something with others. In the dim light, our grandparents and grandchildren ate quietly, but I felt that the air was full of love and care ... that was a day I will never forget.

Sharing-a magical word, has given us endless wealth and harvest. Let us know how to share, let us try to share, let us give full play to the magic of sharing, and let the word "sharing" shine in life!

Today, I will share with my classmates the ups and downs of my two years in junior high school.

ferment

The life of junior high school students is not as easy as that of primary school, and there is much more homework than primary school. When I came home from school, I wanted to lie in bed, but when I thought of my homework, I couldn't help but go to my desk, pick up my pen and work hard. In this way, I casually bowed my head and looked up, and it flowed away from the pen tip in three hours. Writing to numb hands, also began to ache. Head down for so long, my neck began to complain. Really sour!

sweet food

After entering junior high school, I suddenly had some unfamiliar faces around me, and I was afraid. Fortunately, I met soon and made some good friends. I am so happy! My Sweetie suddenly heart movement.

difficult

In order to catch up with my classmates, my mother developed a set of "devil's training method" for me and tortured me every day. I can't help shouting-junior high school life is so hard!

fragrant

Every time I take the monthly exam in junior high school, my grades are a little behind. Combine your own performance and reflect on it. I'm so careless, my heart is burning. However, we should work harder and strive for greater progress next time. Come on!

As the saying goes, "share weal and woe", this sentence means: share happiness with others and meet difficulties with others. Sharing is a beautiful thing. Sharing happiness will make others happier. Share your sorrow, and everyone will help you to bear your sorrow and overcome difficulties together, as if your sorrow was reduced by sharing. Learning to share is the first step towards happiness.

In life, friends, classmates, teachers and classmates all need to share. Happiness can make sad people happy and miserable people happy, so we should share happiness with others.

Sharing happiness, like a ray of warm sunshine, can melt the ice of the soul; Sharing happiness, like a comfortable piece of music, can soothe the wounds of the soul; Sharing happiness, like fresh spring breeze, can dispel the haze of the soul. Can make your friends, classmates and family happy. Being happy should be our happiest thing. We should share our interesting things, happy things and happy things with others and bring happiness to others.

There is such a song: "Your smile is the biggest waiting for me in this life." Everyone has a beautiful smile. In order to let others show their charm, we need to bring happiness to others.

The meaning of life is not the length, but whether it brings happiness to others. Only those who keep happy for others are valuable people. Actually, it's easy to make others happy. As long as you are willing to share your happiness with others, they will be happy. Share your happiness together!

On Sunday, Xiaohong came to my house to play.

Hearing the knock at the door, I quickly hid the chocolate my father bought me yesterday, and then I opened the door to let Xiaohong in. Just after we played for a while, my mother said to me, "Baby, take out the chocolate that Dad bought yesterday and eat it with Xiaohong!" " I said to my mother, "Mom, I ate all the chocolates today." Mom didn't say anything. I guess my mother will think that the child will not eat his teeth if he eats so much at once! Ha ha laugh ... I am secretly happy.

It was almost noon when Xiaohong came home. At this moment, my mother came over and asked me, "Honey, did you really eat all the chocolate?" Honestly, mom doesn't blame you. "I looked down and whispered," no, I hid. My father bought it for me and I don't want to give it to her. " My mother said to me seriously, "It's wrong to lie first, and there are good things for everyone to share before being happy." When Kong Rong was four years old, he knew to feed his brother and younger brother big pears. Now that you are nine years old, you should know more about this. "

After listening to my mother's words, I quickly took out the chocolate from the refrigerator and gave it to Xiaohong. On the way back, I really felt very happy at once. It turns out that sharing can really make people happy!

Sharing composition 10 lonely life who will listen to the voice in your heart and look forward to the future who will appreciate the wonderful things in your eyes? "The mountain is clear, and the water is Ying Ying." Play a song, and the flowing water in the mountain shakes the waves in the mountain. So Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi * * * shared the feeling of knowing each other. Zhong Ziqi died in Boya and had no intention of living in the world, so he committed suicide by smashing the piano. It is enough to have a bosom friend in life.

Dongpo's love is in the lonely grave thousands of miles away, but the thoughts in the lonely grave are all over the world. "I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery for thousands of miles." A cup of bitter wine of acacia shared Dongpo's acacia. All my thoughts are drunk with a cup of bitter wine of acacia. This cup of acacia wine is entrusted with Dongpo's yearning for the grave.

Li Yu is sad on the railing alone. Who will share his sadness? A drizzle swept away all his sadness. His country is sleeping in the wind. He needs the wind to wake up his country, and he needs to tell his sorrow to the spring rain. Wind and rain shared his pain. Sharing is so bleak.

Beethoven didn't give up writing music after he was deaf in both ears. He still insists on writing, and every cheerful song shares his inner loneliness. When he plays his fingers on the piano, he seems to forget all his troubles. When his music is very popular, when we are intoxicated with it, we share his inner world.

Learn to share and learn the truth of being a man.

Learn to share and understand the meaning of existence.

When you share with others, you should shoulder a heavy burden, make him happier and let all the pain slip away.

Let us open our hearts. Share with each other!

Share topic composition 1 1 When the stars twinkle happily, my fatigue of the day disappears. Lying in bed. I stare at the stars outside the window, wondering whether there is life on them, whether mysterious UFOs will appear before my eyes, or take me roaming in the vast universe, or travel to them-no, the stars should be a group of talking, singing and dancing elves, and it's impossible to say which day they will come down to decorate my crib-

Every time the moon is full, the jade plate will meet me at the window. She told me shyly that she would come again. She left quietly like this, leaving a bright, silver moonlight all over my window and covering my whole body. Windows and beds are stained with the color of the moon. I call them "moon window" and "moon bed". Sometimes the inner area of the moon will attract night owls to moan, as if crying. The moon will be short and people will be separated. I can't help but wrap the quilt tightly, because its sound makes people tremble. However, when it sneaked into my dream that night and played with me kindly, I thought it was cute, and its cry seemed to say hello to me.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and I have already unconsciously integrated into the night and integrated with the surroundings.

The composition 12 on sharing is autumn. One morning, birds were singing in the trees, and dew on leaves and flowers was shining in the rising sun. Washington's father took little Washington in one hand and his cousin in the other, and walked into an apple orchard, only to see the apple trees covered with fruits and branches. Washington's father said, hi, son, he pointed to the fruit trees in the garden. Look here, my child, these apples are yours. Washington clapped his hands happily.

Dad bowed his head and said to him, do you remember the big red apple my cousin brought when he came in spring? Hearing this, Washington bowed his head. He paddled around with his feet on the soft soil, not knowing what to say. After a while, he looked up at his father with tears in his eyes and said softly, Dad, just forgive me this time. I will never be so stingy again. What's going on here? It turned out that Washington's cousin came to his house in spring and brought a big apple to little Washington. His father told him to share it with his brothers and sisters, but Washington refused.

Dad told him a lot of truth, but Washington still wouldn't listen. Until later, my father assured him that as long as you are willing to share apples with everyone, as a reward, Almighty God will give you many apples in autumn. He gave the apple to others. Today, my father brought him here to let little Washington understand a truth.

What is the most precious thing in the world? For me, it's not gold and silver jewelry, it's not delicacies, it's not beautiful clothes. I think having a lot of books is a person's real wealth.

There is a lot of my wealth in my bookcase. Every time I go to the bookstore, I always buy some books to go home. Of all the books, I like the book Applause for myself best. This book tells me a lot of truth. For example, The Bear Restaurant and the Fox tells the story that Xiong Bulun believed the fox's lies, but also coveted the warmth and comfort of the tiger skin and wanted to take advantage. As a result, he not only didn't get the fox coat, but also lost his own coat, which ended badly. And it was JJ&FOXKIN who seized the psychology that Bulun loved to take advantage of petty gain and cheated him out of his coat. This story tells us that people who love to take advantage of petty advantages are often narrow-minded, and they will feel uncomfortable if they don't take advantage of petty advantages when interacting with others. Such people are unpopular. Although they get cheap for a while, they often suffer heavy losses.

There are many reasonable stories in this book, such as Avenan and the Princess, Hungry Pony, Honest Mendelssohn and so on. You can also go and have a look.

Reading more books can increase knowledge, and reading more books can make people understand that this is a "wealth" that a person can use for life. Friends, let's read more books together and have more "wealth"!

Share the topic composition 14 Today I saw the story of "Polly's character development series of Bunny"-"Merry Christmas". This book tells the story of Polly Bunny learning to share happiness at Christmas.

Polly Rabbit lives in the big forest with his father, mother, brothers and sisters. On this day, it snowed heavily and Christmas was coming. Polly: They are at home listening to their father telling them stories. They tell the story that Santa Claus brings happiness and helps each other. The next day, Polly saw hungry birds, deer, pigs and pine trees. Polly remembered the story of mutual help told by her father. They took out some millet, a bundle of grass, fruit and radish from the storage room and gave them to the small animals. When mom and dad came home, they found the storeroom door open and there was a lot less food. My brothers and sisters stared at Polly and asked if you stole it. Polly said, I just sent some food to hungry animals outside. It's Christmas and the Pollies are decorating the Christmas tree when they hear someone knocking at the door. Polly opened the door and saw birds, pigs, deer and squirrels. They brought a lot of delicious food and said thank you.

This book tells that Polly rabbits share food with other animals, and sharing food with other animals will get more food. Because Polly is very kind, like Polly, I want to eat delicious food and share happiness with my family.

How time flies! In the blink of an eye, my childhood is almost over. But that incident is still fresh in my memory.

There was a composition class last semester, and Teacher Su gave a speech. The teacher read the list of classmates first, and I listened carefully. I am relieved to have my name. Next, Teacher Su will talk about the composition. I got Zhang Qi's composition first. She wrote about running for the brigade committee, and he wrote very well, because he showed his advantages and what measures must be taken to be elected as the brigade committee. Then the teacher took another one, which was mine. Teacher Su said that my composition can also be promoted as an excellent product. The good thing about this Mother's Day Speech is that the parallelism sentence is well used and the sentence changes are noticed. Secondly, deep feelings, and parallelism can better express this kind of feelings. I am glad that my composition is the first excellent one. After class, Liu Chunling and I share my happiness. Liu Chunling also encouraged me to work hard to write better works. "I also shared it with Wang Chunxiao," Wang Chunxiao encouraged me and walked up a flight of stairs. I also share it with my parents. Hearing this, my father showed a bright smile on his face. I feel very gratified. Hearing this, my mother stroked my head and looked at me. It seems to say, "I am proud to have this daughter." Finally, I also shared it with friends in Ningxia. I mentioned it in my letter to them, and my composition became a masterpiece. I believe they will be happy and proud of me. I will, as always, write a good composition and continue to work hard.

You must study hard and make progress every day! ! Rush to a new peak!