In normal study, work or life, many people sometimes write compositions, which can be divided into narrative, explanatory, practical and argumentative according to different genres. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my collection of essays on the topic of waiting for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

What is a waiting topic composition 1?

Once, I made an appointment with my friends to go out to play at seven in the evening. Immersed in joy and excitement all day, I wish I could travel through time and space and fly to night at once. However, at seven o'clock, my stomach felt a little sick. I took some medicine and had an injection. It was nearly half an hour late. When I got home, I sacrificed my computer for two hours before I could go out to play. Finally, I panted and trotted to our appointed place. However, in the bright moonlight, there was no one except a few small trees and some grass. I was disappointed when they left, so I walked back in frustration.

Suddenly, a hurried footsteps came, followed by "ha!" With a fierce roar, I was shocked. As soon as I turned around, I saw Sun Hao and Batong standing behind me-it turned out to be "stalking". They waited for half an hour and didn't leave. They are really good friends and deserve to be my friends. My "two hours" and "death" are really worthwhile. I asked, "Why don't you go home after all this time?" Sun Hao said, "How close we are! Besides, can't I play here? " "Yes, really?" "Eight barrels" also said. Although I talked and laughed with them, at this moment, I felt their concern and trust for me-I have never been late since then.

At this time, I understand, waiting, this is waiting, this is not only a period of time, but also the trust of others, just like fire, warming our hearts; Like a lamp, it illuminates our way.

Waiting for the footsteps of topic composition 2, getting closer and closer. I see. Pack up and get ready to leave. At this time, the life waiting on the ground and underground stretches out, cheer up and wait for arrival together.

Waiting. It is waiting for the first act, waiting for the first spring thunder. When the first spring thunder wakes up the sleeping earth, when the first scene restores the viscosity of the soil, it will sneak out of the soil on that sunny day after the rain and announce to the world that spring is coming!

The sun is waiting. It is waiting for spring to bring it new vitality and new energy. At that time, it will pierce the smog that permeates the whole winter, let those dry branches absorb sweet rain and sunshine, and let them grow new leaves and sprout.

I'm waiting, too Waiting for the growth of flowers and plants, because they bring me surging creative inspiration; Wait for the dead trees to sprout and let them guide the birds home; Waiting for the bright spring to dispel the haze of a winter brings me a good mood every day.

The waiting in spring is long, because winter is cold and long; The waiting in spring is painful. I can't see any green and sunshine all day long, but I am faced with yellow and endless gray, and my mood is extremely bad ...

The waiting in spring is happy. If your heart is full of expectations, the waiting in spring will become colorful, which will be a wonderful journey.

The winter seems to be particularly long this year. Although it doesn't snow in Conghua, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, which makes it difficult for me to adapt. Perhaps because I stayed here in the first winter, I have been waiting for the arrival of spring. Shelley said, if winter comes, can spring be far behind? This sentence has always encouraged me that spring is not far away.

The winter vacation is coming, and I can finally travel back to my hometown with my back, where the winter is much warmer than Conghua. However, no matter how warm the weather is, it is not as charming as the beautiful scenery in spring. Spring is the stage when everything grows and a hundred flowers blossom. I believe that people who love life will like spring, and I believe that they are waiting for spring like me. This season of spring symbolizes the rebirth of everything, everything has a new beginning and represents new hope. However, when ancient poets visit this season of spring, they will be moved by this sight. Spring seems to give them more thoughts, because the continuous rain in spring makes the poet miss his lover and relatives. This may be another view of spring by the poet.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind? I have been waiting for the arrival of spring. In my waiting and hope, although I came late, I was full of joy, because this is a season full of hope after all.

Waiting for the topic composition 4 hate the night, hate the night, let mom come back early! Do you want to know why I said that? Don't worry, don't worry, listen to me slowly.

This evening, my mother received a phone call from my grandmother, saying that my cousin had gone somewhere for some reason. I haven't come home yet. After answering the phone, my mother said to me nervously and seriously, "Tong Tong, you stay at home alone. No matter who knocks at the door, don't open it. I'll be back when I go and see. " "With these words, my mother went downstairs, leaving me alone in a daze.

"Knock, knock, knock." No, there is a bad man knocking at the door. I have to prepare my weapons-helmet, broom, feather duster. I am ready to let these "weapons" stand behind the door and wait nervously for the arrival of the bad guys. When I stood there armed to the teeth, I listened carefully again. It was knocking at the door next door, alas! I have been busy for nothing, but I am nervous and suspicious because of my heroic equipment.

In the following long wait, I really feel that every day is like a year, and only the "tick" sound of the alarm clock accompanies me. Just when I was waiting to fall asleep, I was really looking forward to the stars and the moon finally waiting for my mother to come back. As soon as my mother came in, I threw myself into her arms and told her that I was waiting and scared when she was not at home. My mother listened to me, held me in her arms and said that I had grown up.

After such a wait, I not only honed my courage, but also learned to be independent, which is of great help to my future growth.

The bird is waiting, waiting for its wings to fly in the vast sky; The stream is waiting, waiting to merge into the blue ocean; Wanderers are waiting, waiting for a familiar lamp among thousands of lights; Mom and dad are waiting, waiting for the tree in their hearts to blossom.

And I am the tree in my parents' hearts.

However, it is this tree that makes mom and dad wait again and again, but again and again; Helpless again and again, waiting again and again.

I remember when I first entered the sixth grade of primary school, my "visionary" parents actually thought of the end of the sixth grade of primary school next year. In order to make me have a beautiful full stop and a perfect start after that beautiful full stop, they arranged my morning and evening full. At first, I complained and complained, because no one understood and I was lonely and helpless ... Later, I tried to understand my parents and found that my mother's face was gaunt and my father's eyes were black. Then I realized that I was not lonely, but because my mother was with me. I am not helpless, because my father is supporting me. ...

Day after day, month after month, months have passed, I am studying happily, and I am no longer lonely; I study hard and am no longer helpless. I want my parents to wait in comfort and be happy in waiting.

Until that tree blooms!

Waiting for the topic composition 6 Waiting for the flowers to bloom is really a tormenting thing! From 6: 00 in the morning until now 15: 20, I dare not blink more, because I am afraid of missing any tiny detail and regret my life, because this is the first time waiting for flowers to bloom!

It seems that the bud of this jasmine flower is spreading out bit by bit, and then I sprinkled some water, hoping that it would absorb and open like a sponge, even if the idea was silly. ...

"Ah, it's open!" These flower buds seem to be blooming all the time, and the white petals are so pure and exude a quiet fragrance!

Summary: Although waiting for the flowers to bloom is a torment, I feel so satisfied and happy at the moment when the flowers bloom!

Waiting for the flowers to fall

Falling flowers is a cruel thing for flowers, which makes many flowers reluctant to part with it, but jasmine seems to be "cold" at the moment of falling flowers, flying lightly in the air, still so beautiful and free, with a spirit of "turning into spring mud to protect flowers more"!

Conclusion: No matter how cruel you are, you should face it calmly and don't be depressed, just like a walking corpse!

Grand finale: The whole process of waiting for the flowers to bloom and fall made me feel deeply and deeply. Anyway, I have to face it and be calm, don't I?

When the flowers bloom and fall, draw a beautiful picture!

When the flowers bloom and fall, play a clever song!

Waiting for the flowers to bloom and fall. ...

There are many waits in life, long and short. Flowers and plants need to wait for germination; Boiling water needs to wait; Visiting the World Expo also requires waiting. ...

My brother said, "The Shanghai World Expo is very interesting. The only fly in the ointment is the long queue. You can only see one venue in the morning, and you have to wait for a few hours. But when you enter the venue, you can see many novel things and increase your knowledge. " Queuing is a long wait, but in my opinion, it is precious and worthwhile, because it brings us valuable knowledge and infinite wisdom. Flowers and plants also need to wait for germination. When you plant a seed, you begin to look forward to it, and anxiety is in it. Watering and fertilizing have become our "three meals a day", and we carefully care for this little life. A few days later, I suddenly found another color on this brown-black soil-tender green. I was ecstatic. I quickly shared it with my friends, who were all excited and happy for you. After this thrilling long time, we returned to this desire and waited anxiously for the flowers to bear fruit. Brilliant flowers, brilliant life, this is a pleasing moment for us to wait and sweat.

Waiting takes time; Waiting requires patience; Waiting needs to be paid. Some people say that waiting is a waste of time, but I think waiting is a wonderful thing, because waiting will pay off!

Waiting for topic composition 8 Waiting for spring and letting a hundred flowers blossom; Waiting for summer, flourishing; Waiting for autumn, the leaves fall to the ground and take root; Waiting for winter; Aquilaria sinensis sleep. Because of waiting, life will show those charming beauty.

Those eagles flying in the air always glide forward when they find their prey, waiting for the best opportunity. With the power rushing down from the sky, the running rabbit is now pressed to the ground. The long-awaited lion finally took action. Usually, in those days, you can't eat these "delicious foods" alone. Now ... it goes to the "battlefield" one step at a time, and hits the eagle another step ... with both profits.

The growth of every life needs to wait. Don't people need to wait all their lives? Waiting to be born, listening, that long cry, accompanied by a pair of hands that took over the young body, came to this world in a daze. Waiting to open your eyes and see this strange world. Waiting to learn to walk in stumbling again and again; Waiting for the day when I can say those wonderful words completely ... every time the sun shines on the earth, there are still warm memories. I saw so much beauty because of waiting.

Flowers also need to wait to grow. The cold winter passed and the warm spring came, and even the fingertips gradually became warm. At that time, all the flowers in the mountain bloomed together. They germinate, grow and produce exquisite flowers, all of which are waiting for beauty.

Of course, waiting is not beautiful, and some waiting is just a waste of life. Learn to wait and learn to be beautiful. ...

I used to go home alone every day, but today I was on duty, so my mother said to pick me up after school. After my classmates and I cleaned the classroom, we all went home one after another, leaving only Miss Xia and me in the classroom. It's raining hard outside. Teacher Xia is seriously correcting homework, and I have been quietly waiting for my mother's arrival in the classroom.

Looking at the rain outside, I was cold and anxious, looking around, but I couldn't see my mother. Why hasn't my mother come yet? At this moment, my good friend called me, "Chen Yufan, let's go home together. 1 I agreed and said to Miss Xia, "Goodbye, Miss Xia. 1 Get ready to go home by bus with your good friends.

When I walked out of the school gate, it was raining harder and harder. I looked left and right, thinking that I might meet my mother, but I didn't see my mother when I walked to the bus stop. "Mom, mom 1 I flew over, and I finally waited for mom!

Waiting for the topic composition 10 Cold winter, the north wind whistling, but who knows that spring is waiting for the end of winter, let her wake up flowers, animals and a better tomorrow.

However, as soon as she approached her dream land, she shouted loudly in winter: "Who let you out?" You haven't come yet. Look at you, you have sprouted the grass, so don't hurry back. " I have no choice but to hide in the cave in spring. At this time, she saw that winter was threatening Snow Girl to let her snow. Snow girl had to listen to winter's words, loosen the snow bag and let the snow fall to the world. Spring is afraid of snow, so I will leave quietly, with sadness, disappointment and tears. Winter smiled and patted Snow Girl on the shoulder and said, "Spring is finally gone. You have made a great contribution. You did a good job! "

However, I don't know in winter that spring is not far away, and it is clear. If you leave like this, the innocent laughter of children will never be heard on earth again. If we leave like this, winter will drive away summer and autumn and occupy the whole season. Therefore, she must wait for the opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to wake up everything.

Now, the opportunity has finally come. Students, don't you feel that spring is quietly coming to us?

Waiting for the topic composition 1 1 phoenix nirvana committed suicide, waiting: Cowherd and Weaver miss each other across the Tianhe River, waiting for the bridge to meet: it is foolish to keep dripping water on the stone, but waiting for the stone to pass through. When can I wait for the chance of rebirth?

This semester, I gained a lot, but I didn't do well in several monthly exams, which was the mid-term exam, which gave me a heavy blow. Completely destroy the psychological defense. That sad score left an indelible scar on me.

I remember after the mid-term exam, I was not bad. I wanted to see it, but I didn't expect it.

Hand out a piece of paper, like a sharp knife. On the surface, it doesn't matter, but an arrow in my heart goes through my heart to relieve pain. But there is a way. I deserve it. In terms of learning methods, learning is as always, never. Pain, please remember, turn sadness into strength.

Just when I was full of confidence, the last two rankings were after 20, and I stopped. Is it 10 since then? What's the matter? No, there is a mentality. Mentality is pride. All knowledge is simple. Simple. Pride hinders progress, but it makes me go backwards. I begged him to keep it away from me.

Frustration hits people and makes progress. These setbacks made me realize where I was.

I am waiting for the opportunity to wash away the shame; Waiting for an opportunity to impress people; Waiting for the opportunity to surpass yourself.

Rebirth from the ashes, the opportunity I waited for came.

Waiting for the topic composition 12 days has arrived, and there is no spring in sight.

Who says that if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

I braved the cold and stood in the snow, just to see the figure of spring. I try to find green, even a wisp, eager for them to warm my eyes, but I can't see them. I thought I was far away from spring.

Time thieves stole my time, but they couldn't take away the winter. Time flies, and I still stay at the original point. It was a cold winter. Without hunger and pain, everything is white, except those bare trees, everything is nothing, and I am vast and desolate. Like Robinson, I was stranded on a desert island, and I was afraid. Ah! I'm stuck in time. I am at the beginning of time.

In the long winter, I lost hope. I fell down in the cold wind and gradually fell asleep. In my dream, I met an angel. He told me a lot. He told me what is persistence, what is ideal and what is struggle. Then I did it slowly.

When I woke up, I understood a lot, so I stood in the snow again and waited slowly.

Time passed slowly, and I finally found inner peace. After a long time, I found a grass, which accompanied me like a friend and gave me warmth. Later, there was more and more green, and later, a forest appeared.

Then I knew I had succeeded.

Waiting for the topic composition 13 since I bought the skirt that is still expensive online, although it doesn't matter whether I buy it or not, I have been looking forward to it since the moment I placed the order ... Sometimes I will be bored, but sometimes I think waiting is another experience in my life.

Especially when the activities are arranged, then all you have to do is wait quietly. Of course, when you are waiting, all kinds of scenes will come to your mind, good and bad. Every scene is a different state of mind.

Such as waiting for this new dress. You will wonder what it will be like to get this dress yourself. Are you satisfied? Or dissatisfied. Waiting, if you can make your mood not fidgety, it is also beautiful to quietly taste this kind of waiting mood.

In our life, everything is gradual. Need a waiting process. Couples are waiting to meet. The job seeker is waiting for an interview. The candidate waited for the announcement of the results. Online shoppers are waiting for their beloved things to reach their own hands.

Think about it, we are always waiting for what we expect in our hearts. However, if we have to wait, why not enjoy the waiting process quietly?

When I went to school in the morning, I said to pick me up after school this afternoon. I'm so excited because I haven't come to pick me up for a long time.

In the afternoon, when the interest class bell rang, I couldn't wait to pack my bag and rush out of the classroom. I want to meet my mother for the first time. But something unexpected happened. It was raining heavily outside. I didn't bring an umbrella, so we had to wait for our parents to pick us up inside. I stood on tiptoe and looked around, looking for my mother's shadow in the crowd. But ten minutes later, there was still no sign of my mother. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. At this time, the rain is getting heavier and the wind is getting stronger. I shivered and shrank my neck involuntarily. Thought: Did Mom forget? Not for other reasons?

At this time, all the people in the campus left, and the campus suddenly became quiet. Only with the wind and rain, I almost cried. I looked at my teacher with desperate eyes. The teacher said, "Call my mother." The phone is connected. Mom said in an apologetic tone, because of the traffic jam, let me wait a little longer. After a while, my mother hurried into the school gate. I threw myself into my mother's arms like crazy. I don't know whether I am happy or sad. I can't be calm for a long time.

Waiting for the topic composition 15 A Dai, the head of the motorcade, went to the deep mountains and accidentally saw the gorgeous ten-year-old girl, so he wisely decided to help Li Yan. He sends messages online. Every once in a while, he takes his donkey friends (friends) on motorcycles and goes to the mountains to see Xiao Liyan. Every time he goes, he brings some greetings from outside. On one occasion, he brought a tape recorder, which is Xiao Liyan's complete understanding of the outside world. On the second visit, Li Yan said, "Uncle, please sit down." This sentence will surprise A Dai. "How did you learn?" "I learned it from a tape recorder." Xiao Liyan's amazing learning ability surprised A Dai even more.

At home, A Dai reads posts on the Internet, but no hospital is willing to treat gorgeous diseases and wait. However, after waiting for four years, finally a doctor is willing to operate on Li Yan. The motorcade set off again and came to the mountains with a doctor in a big white jacket. Finally there is hope! A Dai sighed. However, in this hopeful season, the most annoying problem comes, and Li Yan doesn't want to have surgery!

Since then, Li Yan has only contacted A Dai. After several exchanges and contacts, Li Yan finally accepted the operation. Fourteen years, Li Yan has lived in this mountain for fourteen years. Today, she walked out of the mountain where she lived for fourteen years. After treatment, Li Yan can walk with artificial limbs. How many years has she thought about walking? Eight years, eight years-a long wait.