1. Write a composition around the feeling of playing and learning. Learn and have fun.

I regard this sentence as a wise saying. Although there are no flowery words, it clearly illustrates the intimate relationship between play and learning, as well as the value of play and learning. Think about this sentence quietly, and you will find it difficult to have fun! Because before playing, parents will ask you, "Did you play your homework?" You will think, "Hey, it's so annoying. I almost did it. "

If the answer is: "There is still a little to do." Parents must say, "Don't worry."

I turned you down like this and didn't give you a chance to refute it at all. And if you whisper, "It's done."

Parents hesitate to let you go out to play, but you are secretly thinking about how to do your homework. When you play, you always think about those "harmful" homework. Learning to be practical means listening carefully in class, finishing homework after class and so on.

But even this would not be enough People in China pay attention to reading. Even if you memorize the whole Chinese book, you will get 30 points in the exam at most. Math tests your research ability. If you are mechanically limited to textbook knowledge and don't know how to extrapolate and use it flexibly, the success rate of the exam is zero. English requires listening, speaking, reading and writing, and usually does not study hard. How can I be excellent? Just Rainbow Anshi's "Upper Zhong Yong"-"Heaven is influenced by it, so it is a saint, and people are not influenced by it, but for all; Today, my husband didn't accept the sky, so he was trapped by everyone and didn't accept it. Is it just for everyone? " If you study hard today, you will have a better life tomorrow.

2. Write a composition around the feeling of playing and learning, and have fun.

Learn to be practical.

I regard this sentence as a wise saying. Although there are no flowery words, it clearly illustrates the intimate relationship between play and learning, as well as the value of play and learning.

Think about this sentence quietly, and you will find it difficult to have fun! Because before playing, parents will ask you, "Did you play your homework?" You will think, "Hey, it's so annoying. I almost did it. " If the answer is: "There is still a little to do." Parents must say, "Don't worry." I turned you down like this and didn't give you a chance to refute it at all. And if you whisper, "It's done." Parents hesitate to let you go out to play, but you are secretly thinking about how to do your homework. When you play, you always think about those "harmful" homework.

Learning to be practical means listening carefully in class, finishing homework after class and so on. But even this would not be enough People in China pay attention to reading. Even if you memorize the whole Chinese book, you will get 30 points in the exam at most. Math tests your research ability. If you are mechanically limited to textbook knowledge and don't know how to extrapolate and use it flexibly, the success rate of the exam is zero. English requires listening, speaking, reading and writing, and usually does not study hard. How can I be excellent? Just Rainbow Anshi's "Upper Zhong Yong"-"Heaven is influenced by it, so it is a saint, and people are not influenced by it, but for all; Today, my husband didn't accept the sky, so he was trapped by everyone and didn't accept it. Is it just for everyone? "

If you study hard today, you will have a better life tomorrow.

When I was very young, I moved to Tianjin with my parents. In my heart, Tianjin has always been my hometown and home.

There are some children my age who live near my home. We chat and often play together, sharing weal and woe. Time passed quickly, and soon, we went to primary school together. Although we are not in the same school, we can still forget our studies and homework after school and be as happy as before. After all, it's just a child. Later, because of study, we spent less and less time together, and sometimes we didn't see each other for several days, which gave students who were interested in alienating each other an opportunity. Not long after, because of the provocation of my classmates, I seemed to be separated from them by a layer of "deep hatred" and never met again.

They also seemed to perceive something, and took the initiative to find me and let me run the friendship relay race together. I didn't want to attend, but I felt I was escaping from reality, so I made an appointment with some good classmates. I deliberately opposed them in the game. They ran to the left and I ran to the left. They run to the right and I run to the right.

Finally, with a cry of "Yang Lin be careful", I tripped over a stone under my feet and fell to the ground violently, gradually losing consciousness. Vaguely, I seem to hear the voice of my classmate shirking responsibility: "It's none of my business, she fell herself." "Yes, let's go home first." ……

Only those once familiar voices have been lingering in my ears: "Yang Lin, wake up, wake up ..." I slowly opened my eyes and saw those "enemies" who had a "deep hatred" with me calling my name, some were pinching me, some were carrying hot water, and some were. ...

At that time, there was only one feeling that I wanted to cry, but I could only hold back my tears and spin in my eyes.

"Why are you so kind to me?" I asked them tearfully. Their answer is simple, but every word is deeply rooted in my heart like tear gas: "Because you are our friend and forever friend." I can't bear it any longer. Tears rained down and soaked my cuffs. "Do you have a headache, my poor friend?" If a headache can erase all the mistakes I made before, I'd rather endure the pain. ...

Only after that can we remember it forever, and only after that can we be moved. ...

Sixth grade comments: Writing about friendship between friends through childhood trivia has a good starting point, but the practice center is not clear and deviates from the topic.

Friendship between friends can last forever. Although there will be a brief separation or misunderstanding, as long as you treat each other sincerely and honestly, you can resolve the contradiction. I hope that the little author will rearrange his thoughts, be moved by a friendship and re-describe this beautiful friendship around his separation-misunderstanding-reunion with friends.

4. Combine your childhood and write a composition around study and play. Happy summer vacation. The long-awaited summer vacation is coming. I couldn't hide my joy and made a plan quietly. How can I make my holiday more colorful? I have a soft spot for summer vacation. During the summer vacation, you can concentrate on what you usually like but have no time to do. This is a good opportunity to recharge your batteries. In the past three summers, I learned to ride a bike, roller skate and swim, took part in composition, calligraphy and English interest classes, and read a lot of books. I not only learned skills, exercised my will, increased my fun, but also enriched my knowledge. It laid a good foundation for giving full play to its special skills in the future. The improvement of my composition level is inseparable from reading extracurricular books in summer vacation. Last summer vacation, I went to the seaside in Qingdao to fully demonstrate the skills I learned in the swimming pool the year before last. I had a swimming addiction and had a good time! After I came back, I also wrote an article "Fun by the Sea", which was published in the school newspaper and online. It was a double harvest, which made me fully realize the happiness of summer vacation. This summer vacation, I want to read more useful extracurricular books on the premise of doing my homework seriously, so as to broaden my horizons and enrich my knowledge. I insist on taking notes and keeping a diary, which is very helpful for writing a good composition in the future. Of course, I can't study hard and go out. You can also exercise your will. Learning and playing are organically combined, static and dynamic intersect, and interest and knowledge are closely linked. Make good use of your summer vacation time to ensure that you can have a happy and fulfilling summer vacation like me.

5. Write a composition around the game festival "Who has played the game of drawing noses?" Many students said that they had played, but Cai Jinjie said that they didn't understand. Of course, he has just arrived and has never attended such a game composition class. Of course, he doesn't understand! I'm really nervous when I hear that my classmates are going to play games on stage!

Then, the teacher said, "If we want to play the game of drawing noses, we also need a prop, that is, a scarf, which we will use to cover our eyes." We looked at each other and were worried when the teacher suddenly remembered, "I have Liu's scarf, so we can play." The teacher said.

Ah, I'm relieved.

Everyone jumped for joy. So, the teacher drew a head on the blackboard. There are three hairs on the head, a pair of ears, a pair of eyes and a small mouth, but a nose is missing. What a three hairs without nose! There was another burst of laughter in the classroom.

The teacher said, "Who wants to play?" All of us raised our hands. The teacher chose Liu first. I saw that the teacher first covered Liu's eyes with a scarf, and then stretched out his finger and asked Liu, "What is this?" "One" and "Ah" the teacher exclaimed in surprise, "How do you know? Change another one. " So, the teacher changed another one. "What is this?" And "two" finally guessed wrong.

6. Write a composition around leisure. Today is National Day. Because the wise and great * * * has made countless achievements in building the country and caring for the people, my parents specially took us to the zoo for a holiday.

Usually, we like sweet potato porridge for breakfast. Today, because the sweet potatoes were sold out, my mother had to cut some taro to make up for it. Unexpectedly, the taro planted on the balcony was delicious, and the family greedily ate their own fruits.

Before going out, my semi-old mother in Xu Niang dressed up very beautifully, and she didn't see that she was a bad wife at all. Dad, whose hair hasn't grown completely, quickly turned over a new leaf and was crowned a monkey. After putting on a two-piece suit, you are so handsome that people run away. Dong Shi showed off his love for his beautiful sister. What's more, he put on upturned underwear, moved mountains and rivers, drew tiger dogs, dressed up brightly, and strutted on newly bought high heels.

We rode a white horse and drove a simple car to the zoo quickly, only to find that there were too many people visiting the zoo. The wolves were in power and every grass and tree was a soldier, which led to the separation of our family. My estranged father broadcast wholeheartedly everywhere and finally found my sister and me. My sister almost recognized the thief as the father. In the struggle between trapped animals, we tried our best to push ourselves to the front of the monkey bar and took a photo of our family with hypocrisy.

Then go to the bird garden where chickens call dogs and steal, and enjoy the wonderful music of nature. Later, when my father was foaming at the mouth and accused us of being deer, there was a cool breeze blowing, and the smell of self-drying was chilling. My mother quickly dressed my father in a yellow robe and told us to take good care of his fur.

Because of the holiday in the evening, every magpie in the restaurant occupied six animals in the pigeon nest, so my mother took us to Meng Mu and moved three times, and finally decided to eat hot pot. A restaurant has just changed its wallpaper. The walls at home are beautiful, the lights are dim, and they are everywhere, which is very atmospheric. Ambush waitresses everywhere attract bees and butterflies, and are busy defending Wei and Zhao for their guests, making people mistakenly think of western paradise.

Hungry, we ordered a comprehensive hot pot, and my calm father took the lead in asking the waitress with a knife to teach others how to cook quickly, because our vegetarian family had already finished adding oil and vinegar, just waiting for the hot pot to sink fish and wild geese to win the Central Plains, but the lid was too small and a little broken glass.

After the soup boiled, it was so hot that we quickly undressed and pushed it to eat, so that we could collude with each other and get to the bottom of it.

Hot pot will soon be a drop in the ocean, and a few fish will slip through the net, after we swallowed the whale with a red face. There is also a mother model. When she wants to throw away the winter powder, she finds that the flame is in danger and has to wait for the boat. Fortunately, Smith's father, Land Rover, called the clerk who carried firewood to put out the fire, and finally came back to life, which also made us feel on pins and needles. When all the birds are gone and our family is in cahoots, my sister and I are even more complacent.

Unexpectedly, when checking out, the boss showed his true colors and asked for a gold meal. My father was so angry that five cows couldn't breathe, and my mother cried bitterly.

Ah! On this lucky National Day, just after Dad was ashamed of his wallet, our whole family in Jiang Lang was exhausted and defeated.

7. Write a composition around the choice. 600 words of life is a choice. Everyone's choice is different, so is life. A choice will be a living method, and a choice will bring a lot of experience. People have many choices, but after choosing, they will not start from scratch, even after choosing, they can choose again.

Selection requires profound thinking ability, practical judgment, cautious attitude, decisive decision and sufficient time.

The choice is active and independent, and you can choose as much as you like; Choice is passive and forced, so we have to choose, have to choose or have no choice.

Choice is both sides, both to choose and to be chosen.

There are many choices, narrow choices, easy choices, and choices that require price and sacrifice.

There is no perfect choice in the world, but everything in the world evolves through choice. Without choice, there is no life and history, and there is no rhythm of development.

We are eager to choose, we have a choice.

Wandering between life and death, hesitating between light and darkness, some people choose to live, some choose to die, some choose light, some choose darkness ... It really stems from a wisp of spiritual blood in the depths of human heart, but chooses eternity.

Choose with your heart, give people shade, choose with your will, and hold up a clear sky. The worship of life and the pursuit of self-confidence require us to choose eternity. In the torrent, the warrior chose his own departure, but gave others life; In the vast desert, soldiers chose their own hardships but gave others happiness. Facing gangsters and difficulties, the choice of life gives people vitality, pursuit and success, and the choice of soul produces eternity.

Life is a choice, everyone's choice is different, so there is a different life. A choice will be a living method, and a choice will bring a lot of experience. People have many choices, but after choosing, they will not start from scratch, even after choosing, they can choose again.

8. Composition written around fans There are three people in my family-father, mother and me. My family is called fans. My father is a TV fan, my mother is a mahjong fan and I am a book fan. Now I will tell you about these three mysteries of my family.

Let me start with my father. One day, I was doing my homework. Father watched a martial arts drama and said, look, son! Dragon eight branches again. ""Look, look, Qiao Feng beat the bad guys with 18 hands, "Dad added." Qiao Feng is really great. I admire Qiao Feng. I wish I were Qiao Feng-when the bad guys come, one will beat the bad guys with 18 hand. "

Speaking of my mother, she is a real mahjong fan. One day, three friends of my mother came to my house, and my mother suggested, "Let's play mahjong for a while! Just four people. " They said, "Okay." Mom, the first hand is a good one. My mother called me happily: "son, son!" " Come and see, this is Gone with the Wind, which will definitely match. He has a triumphant expression on his face.

It's my turn I am a little book fan. One day, I saw a good story called Wolf and Sheep. I said, "Dad, come and see. The wolf wants to eat the lamb. How terrible! " Dad saw what wolves and lambs lied to you. This story amuses you, just like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts-a piece of cake.

These three fans in my family have their own advantages and disadvantages. We are a very happy family.

9. Write a 600-word composition around "Jane". I named my son stinky.

The days with children are happy, and the happiness that every child brings to parents is priceless, eternal and true. When I think back to being with stinky, I can still feel the tenderness that gushes from my heart.

It is a gentleness that can melt steel. I remember when he was born, so petite and ugly.

Her red skin is wrinkled, like a little old lady. I can't even touch him or hug him.

He has been crying. Cry when you are hungry, cry when you are thirsty, cry when you pull, and cry when you pee.

It took me a long time to understand that all his expressions were just these. So I began to learn how to be a qualified mother.

As a new mother, I seem to have suddenly grown up. It seems that there is a responsibility at once.

Because this little life can only survive by me, he will only feel safe in my arms, sleep quietly and stop crying. When my hand gently caresses his delicate body, he will turn his little face to me, close his eyes, look around anxiously with his small mouth, and let out a sigh gently, just like a hungry bird.

Whenever he sucks me hard, I feel my life quietly flowing to his body. Often he will have a rest after dinner, and then fall asleep with his head tilted.

Sometimes I am afraid that he is not full, and I have to gently pull his ear to wake him up to continue eating. When he is really full, he will go to sleep with a smile and satisfaction like a heavy smoker.

I looked at my children happily and sincerely thanked God for giving me such a beautiful elf. As the children grow up day by day.

I found that I could have been so gentle and quiet, so kind and kind, so brave and sincere. My heart is full of love, which makes me smile at everyone.

Yes, I keep discovering my new self. I kept writing before marriage, but I haven't written since I had a baby. I found that children are my best work.

Being a mother makes me proud and satisfied. I still stubbornly believe that a woman is incomplete without marriage, and she will never be a real woman without being a mother.

Children will make your heart soft! His angelic laughter can wash away all the filth and troubles in the world. His pure eyes will make your heart as ethereal and peaceful as the sky in Tibet.

When you hold him, when his little body snuggles up to you in trust. You will find that you are so needed and indispensable in this world.

When he calls * * * Mom in a pure voice, you will find that you are really the happiest person in the world! My stink has a soft body, beautiful eyes and skin. There is a red birthmark behind his head, just like his father. There is a small black hemorrhoid on my right wrist, just like me.

Because I like to draw meticulous figures, I left him an ancient boy's head, with a peach-shaped front and a slender braid behind, and the rest of my hair was shaved. The pigtails of rotten eggs have never been cut since birth. I tied it with a red ribbon. Because of his unique hairstyle, the barber shop can't cut it.

So, every time I patiently trim it with small scissors while he is sleeping. My stink is unique.

At least in my mother's eyes. Slowly, he began to learn to walk.

At first, he studied in a walker. He learns quickly and often sees his own figure bouncing around the room.

He's curious. When he sees himself in the mirror, he will smile, then kiss him. When he sees the white smoke from the humidifier, he will reach for it. When I cook for him, he will park his car in front of the kitchen and look around curiously.

He is very dependent on me, and he follows me wherever I am. Even when I take a shower and go to the toilet, he will knock hard and wait for me to go out quietly when he confirms that I am inside.

He rampaged in the walker, but he was afraid to leave. He often grabs the sheets with one hand and reaches out to me with the other, expressing his fear with his eyes. I encouraged him by his side: "Smelly! Come on, come to mom. Not afraid, mom is here! " And my child will take a step of trust and stumble over me, and I will hold him firmly in my arms … It's good to be a mother! I have all the happiness and pride that a mother can have.

I still clearly remember that it was the spring of 1996, and the breeze in May gently blew up my short green windbreaker. The bright sunshine shines on me warmly and everything is warm. I took the fragrant air and walked at a brisk pace to pick up the children.

Suddenly, just like being struck by lightning, the happiness that came out of my heart suffocated me. It was a warm undercurrent, which gently flowed all over my body. Right up to my finger.

Even, every inch of my skin and every pore felt that kind of happiness. At that moment, I asked myself: What is dissatisfaction? I have a husband who loves me and a lovely son.

How happy I am. I must remember the feeling of this moment.

I want to keep this feeling of happiness. I really remembered the result.

(until now) and I really realized what happiness is! That is a real and practical happiness. I was twenty-five years old and my son just turned one.

Happy, I didn't realize that there was a disaster behind happiness. It always appears when you least expect it.

And it took only three months to experience happiness. One night when he was one year and three months old, he burst into tears. My wife and I kept coaxing him until he was tired of crying. The next day, when he opened his eyes, his left eye was red. I took him to the hospital for examination. The doctor just told me to take some anti-inflammatory drugs.

Therefore, I give my children medicine on time. But red is still there.

It's almost a week, and I'm going to take my children for examination again. The doctor seems very nervous this time.

Checked and checked carefully. Finally told me that the child was blind in his left eye.

Besides, I'm afraid there are other problems. I was shocked! How can it be? I walked around the hospital with my heart in my arms, waiting for the test results.

I told myself, "It won't happen again. It doesn't matter. Even if the child really.