1. Write an 800-word argumentative essay on the topic of "the importance of communication". The fun of communication

Communication is the most primitive and simple way of communication between people, a bridge connecting hearts, a good medicine to contact loneliness and a spring breeze to resolve indifference. Communication allows us to share happiness and happiness with more people, and communication allows us to share pain and sadness with more people. It is hard for us to imagine how painful and helpless a person would be if he could not communicate with the outside world. And I also realized the importance of communication in an experience.

It was near the final exam in Grade One. When I came home from school, I quickly finished the homework assigned by my teacher. I watched my favorite TV intently. At this time, my mother came home from farm work and saw that I didn't study, so she began to nag, "Why do you still have leisure to watch TV?" Look at your score in the last exam. I'm ashamed of you. I don't know how to review as the exam approaches. See how I can deal with you if I fail this time. " So unconvinced, he retorted, "If you don't know anything, just teach me a lesson. Won't you mind my own business? " At that time, the room was full of gunpowder. My mother put down the housework and shouted, "shouldn't I take care of you?" For your daily food and clothing, I will lose my temper if I say a few words about you. When your wings grow hard, I won't dare to take care of you ... "I rushed out of the house before my mother finished.

Walking outside, the breeze is blowing on my face, and my heart is full of joy, because I finally escaped from my mother's "ear hoop curse." There are many leisure fishermen sitting by the bridge, willow branches dancing in the breeze and birds singing heartily. All this seems to be shouting for my victory. I watched TV for a while after finishing my homework and was scolded. My mother is so unreasonable that I'm too lazy to argue with her.

The final exam is over, and the results are really unsatisfactory. As soon as I entered the room, my mother looked serious and waited for me to show her the report card. I walked up to my mother with trepidation, and my mother took the notice from me. After watching it for a long time, she said to me helplessly, "Now your grades are getting worse and worse, how can you be worthy of my cooking breakfast for you every day?" I bowed my head and said nothing. My mother wants to take this opportunity to educate me well. Go on. I feel very wronged, because I caught a cold, so I didn't do well in this exam, and my mother actually scolded me. I felt wronged at first, but now I feel that my mother doesn't care about me and doesn't understand me, so I decided to have a cold war with her.

2. Write a composition on the topic of communication. In the moonlight, a family of three walked hand in hand on the road, but they still burst into laughter. This warm family is my parents and me, only 20 minutes away, but everywhere is full of our laughter. The moon in the sky is also actively releasing light, scattering on the body and flowing into the heart, soft and warm ... but when I think of the moonlight that night, although it was a full moon, it was really so bleak.

Same night, same journey, same family of three. On the way home, I held my parents' hands and kept talking about interesting things about school. A word popped out like a bean. "Dad, mom, when the teacher was not paying attention in class today, one of my classmates made faces at everyone, and we all laughed, haha …" I said happily, still gesticulating in my hand. However, mom and dad only raised their mouths symbolically, and dad solemnly said to me, "Your students are not serious in class at all, making trouble." How can I study in class ... "I interrupted my father before he finished." Stop, stop. Where are we still so rigid in class now? This is called active atmosphere! "I'm a little angry. Don't tell my mother, "I played badminton with Xiao Shu in physical education class today ..." But my mother just ignored my words and said, "Education" with a straight face: "Don't think about playing all day, think about learning." "That's right! It is necessary to spend some time reading! " Just when I was impatient, my father added another sentence. I stopped suddenly, turned around and said, "Are you bored? "I will study all day and I can't communicate with you!" "..." Mom and Dad were at a loss at this moment and were speechless. The next journey, there is no joy, no laughter, some, just the helpless beating of three hearts, and probably the sigh in the hearts of parents! In this way, the faint moonlight suddenly shone like that, writing down 10 thousand beams of light, flowing on my body and into my heart, biting cold. I don't think it's the light of the moon, but her tears!

When I got home, I took a shower and went to bed. And I, lying in bed, couldn't sleep for a long time. "Are you bored ... I can't communicate with you?" "..." Harsh words played back over and over in my mind. It was a good start, but why did it end in an unpleasant result? Is it really because there is a generation gap between my parents and me? Don't they understand me? Or is it because ... all kinds of assumptions are flooding my mind, but I deny them one by one. No, no, no, it's because we didn't communicate well. "Communication" is like a bridge, supported by both ends, so my parents and I need to understand each other in order to support the "communication bridge" between us. I got up in a hurry and wrote a letter on my desk.

Quietly walked out of the room, gently put the letter in front of mom and dad's door, returned to the pillow, and soon entered a sweet dream. ...

Writing a composition on the topic of communicative language is the key to communication.

If communication is a door, then language is the key to it.

If the door of communication leads to night, then the key of language will lead you to the bright moon and starry sky; If the door of communication leads to the endless desert, then the key of language will lead you to the oasis of birds and flowers; If the other side of the communication door leads to the boundless sea, then the key of language will lead you to "ride the wind and waves" like Zong Yi, and "hit the water in the middle, and the waves will stop the flying boat" like Chairman Mao. How important language is in communication! It is a flashing key, which can make communication reach people's hearts directly.

Appropriate language expression is conducive to the exchange of family ties. It is true that parents are "looking forward to the success of their children and their daughters". However, when a child falls down, whether it is denouncing "useless things, how to do it" or saying "I was wrong this time, try my best next time" will have the opposite effect. When children eat the forbidden fruit of puppy love, parents solemnly declare: "That won't do, absolutely not", or say "your parents can understand your mood" first, and then make sense, not to mention the effect. Although the heart of communication is as bright as moonlight, the expression of language makes the effect of communication different. It can be seen that family communication needs the key of language.

Appropriate language expression is conducive to the exchange of friendship. Gao Shi's "Mochow has no bosom friend before her, and everyone knows her husband" and "However, China has our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor" both used beautiful language to send friends away and reached friendly exchanges. Li Bai's article "Difficult Road to Shu" persuades friends with incisive language to achieve friendly exchanges. From Li Bai's "As high as a banner, six dragons drive the sun, and the river below lashes its twists and turns", we can know that "Shu Dao is difficult to learn, and it is difficult to go to the sky", and friends will feel their concern from their words and communicate directly with their hearts. Communication is not like "silence is better than sound" as Bai Juyi said. It needs language to convey each other's concerns. The exchange of friendship needs the key of language.

Proper expression is conducive to the exchange of love. Because of Robert's arrogant language expression, it is difficult to understand Jane Eyre and the protagonist Robert in the early literary works. Fortunately, Jane Eyre's straightforward language of love and hate broke the barrier between the two people, and the two love experiences were communicated. When I sent Liu Lanzhi home, I used Jiao Zhongqing's answer "You are a rock, my concubine is a reed" and Jiao Zhongqing's answer "I swear that the sky will not be negative" to communicate love. Sometimes love can't be like Liu Yong's saying "holding hands and looking at each other with tears, but choking", but needs communication. The communication of love needs the key of language.

Look at "Touching the Dragon" and say that Zhao and Jian Taizong are all expressed in appropriate language. The communication between monarch and minister also needs the key of language.

In a word, please use the key of language well, and let communication go straight to your heart.

4. Write a composition on the topic of communication. Why is the generation gap between parents and children getting deeper and deeper, which makes the harmonious and warm family full of contradictions? Why did the former best friends become enemies and draw swords at each other? Why are more and more people dismissive of beggars on the roadside, making people feel indifferent and indifferent? People build a "fence" in their hearts, wrap their hearts tightly and "look at the world coldly" What will the world be like?

Yu Boya's piano music fills the air in the mountains, and no one can understand it. But when the melodious piano music blows across the river, Zhong Ziqi is fascinated. So profound and mysterious, the piano was understood so deeply by Zhong Ziqi. Yu Boya lamented that he had finally found a bosom friend. They communicate not with words, but with music and hearts. So when Zhong Ziqi died, Yu Boya broke the piano and vowed never to play again. Yes, what's the point without a confidant and someone to communicate with? This story has caused waves in the hearts of millions of Chinese descendants. It makes people understand that what people need is communication between hearts.

Only through sincere communication can you realize the sacredness and greatness of true love and the sincerity and preciousness of friendship. It is communication that brightens the soul and brings warmth to the world. Heart to heart communication is a rich wine. Why do people gradually close their hearts? People's hearts are extremely sensitive. When people are forced to face the competition, they will feel that the objective and invisible pressure has enveloped the world. Competition is like a whirlpool, surrounding one person after another and covering one heart after another. When people learn to analyze the pros and cons, they learn to choose the pros and cons. "Individualism" is widely acquiesced in this era. It is like a circle, which makes people's hearts become indifferent in the circle.

Why are buildings getting higher and higher, networks getting more and more advanced, and human feelings getting more and more indifferent? Because people are far away; Why is the' greenhouse effect' getting worse now, but people are helpless? Because people are cold.

When countless miners were buried in the bottom of the well due to gas explosion or water seepage, when countless innocent lives were swallowed up by ruthless fires, when many people were destroyed by fake wine and counterfeit drugs, did your heart beat faster? How much have the interests of the country and the masses lost for personal interests?

The lesson is painful. Why do tragedies keep repeating themselves? Why can't you open your heart and let your heart communicate and call? Why can't we put aside our selfish interests and communicate with each other for a responsibility?

Communication is like a gentle drizzle that moistens the earth, dripping silently, smoothing the footprints of time, smoothing the wounds of the earth and dripping on the rock-solid barrier between people. * * * The burning earth calls for a green world. To green the world, we must first green people's hearts. As long as people can give a little love, communicate with others sincerely, and have more love and warmth, the whole world will become a world full of love.

5. Write a composition on the topic of "communication". As I grow older, I gradually find that the communication between my parents seems to be less and less, replaced by the shocking door closing sound after dinner. Why is this happening? I don't understand myself. Is this what teachers usually call the "generation gap"?

Every day, when my parents drag their tired bodies home, they jump on the sofa, cross their legs and close the door to recuperate. In my memory, the scene of playing with my parents in childhood seems to have been frozen and become a nostalgic object.

Today, I sat down face to face with my mother and prepared for "spiritual communication". My mother said I didn't study hard enough. I only watch TV all day and don't know the importance of reading. This makes me very sad. "Mom, I'm not what you said. I am sensible now, and I know how to learn, but you, you don't give me any free space. You always thought I was still the child who hid under the eaves and never cried!

Watching birds spread their wings and fly outside the window, I wish I was one of them. Live a carefree life and drink flowing streams when you are thirsty; Eat wild fruits on the mountain when you are hungry. Flying in the air, set off by beautiful blue sky and white clouds, with envious eyes below. Mom, you always say that I have no energy to study. . . . . . Every time I hear such words, I will hide under the covers alone and feel sad. Tears. I'm trying, but you didn't find it; I was worried, but I didn't show it on my face. I just don't want you to worry about me.

Although I am still a long way from the goal you set, I will try my best to prove it to you with practical actions!

"Son, I'm glad you have this determination. We were wrong about you. So you've been trying, but I didn't notice! Ha ha. . . . . . "

Open the window to breathe the fresh air outside, and you will find that the original feeling of communication is so beautiful and wonderful! The flowers turn red, the grass turns green, and the birds on the branches keep singing. Now, I realize that communication will not disappear with age. The most important thing is to have a pure heart!

Communication is really more important than anything. Through communication, you will find that the growing stars are so colorful! Really beautiful! !

6. Write a 500-word composition on the topic of communication. There are many roads in the world, including roads in the sky, roads on the ground and underground "yellow roads" … but the most difficult one is the "spiritual road" leading to people's hearts.

With the growth of my age, I gradually found that my communication with my parents seems to be less and less, replaced by the door closing sound that shocked me after eating. Why did this happen between my parents and me? I don't understand myself. Is this what I learned in the political class-the "generation gap"? One day, when I came home from school, I heard my parents nagging, "You child, you don't study hard. Look at the children next door. How hard they study. You ... "Hearing these words, I got angry and quarreled with my parents. I closed the door and hid in it, crying.

Mom and Dad, how do you know what I'm thinking? You don't know me at all. At home, I always compare the children next door with me. Have you ever thought about how I feel? It was getting dark, and the birds returned to their nests to take care of their children.

How I envy birds and have my mother's love, but what about me? How I wish to have a happy and harmonious family. When it's time to eat, dad says, "Sit down, son! I think we should exchange our ideas with you. "

At first, I was surprised, too If they had to scold me before, it's not like this now. Mom took it and said, "You don't study hard enough at ordinary times. You watch TV after school and don't know the importance of learning. "

Dad also said, "You should study hard and not play with your friends all day. Your friend's grades are not ideal. You should make good friends, not bad friends. "I was very sad when I heard these words.

He said, "Do you know? I'm not what you say, and I know the importance of reading, but can you give me some free space? You always think that I am still a child who is not sensible and cries all day. Sometimes I look up at the birds on the branches outside the window. How I wish I were one of them, living freely.

Grow up and fly in the air. With the beautiful blue sky and white clouds, I am not bound by anyone, and there are envious eyes underneath.

Mom and Dad, you always say that I don't study hard. Have you considered my feelings? Every time I hear such words, I will shut the door alone and cry secretly, or cry secretly. I'm trying, but you just didn't notice.

I'm sad and worried, but I don't show it. I don't want you to know. Maybe I still have a certain distance from your goal, but I will study hard and become a good boy in your mind. "

"Son, we are glad that you have this determination. We were wrong about you. Can you forgive our previous mistakes? " "Mom, don't do this. I know you did it for me, too. Who is not wrong? " Since then, the "generation gap" between my parents and me has been filled, my feelings have improved, I know how to communicate, and there is no more stalemate. It feels good to communicate. You will find that the flowers around you turn red and the grass turns green.

The water in the river has also become cheerful. Communication is really better than anything.

7. Write a 600-word composition on the topic of "communication". Communication is the pillar of towering buildings. Without it, it is just a pile of scattered bricks; Communication is the guiding light of fire. Without it, there is only a cold firewood. I think communication is a bridge between two generations. With it, the estrangement will gradually fade away, and the heart of mutual understanding will eventually become harmonious.

It was a cloudy evening, my mother and I were sitting in the dim light, and the 75-point test paper was spread out in the corner, quietly waiting for the verdict. Mother was silent, and I dared not speak. "This score is too low, and my mother will be furious." I thought to myself, "No matter what she says in the future, I have to listen carefully."

"Why is the exam so low?" Mom spoke. Originally rosy cheeks, there is no blood at this time. Her slender fingers kept banging on the table, making a "da da" sound. That sound is like the bell of fate judgment, which makes me shudder. I kept my head down from beginning to end and listened without saying a word. Suddenly a harsh voice pierced my heart.

"As far as you are concerned, do you still want to get into a good school now? This is a dream! Look at my colleague's child XX, who was not as good as you in the past, but this time he got the first place in the whole grade! What about you? "

This sentence stung me like a sword. I quickly stood up. "Mom, I know I didn't do well in the exam, but why do you compare me with others every time? Do you know I care? Moreover, I am not comparable to them! " Then, with tears in my eyes, I slammed the door and hid in the hut. Mother slammed the door from outside. And I don't care at all, I just got into bed and let the wronged tears flow freely. I know I didn't do well in the exam and my mother was in a hurry, but she can't say that about me, can she? Compare me with others, regardless of my feelings, I will never talk to her again!

After a long time, when I wiped my tears and lost in thought, the sound outside gradually disappeared. I stared at the door and thought, I won't go out all night. Suddenly, there was a cable sound outside the door. I looked intently and saw a small piece of paper crawling through the door. After a while, the sound stopped and a small note hung in the door. I couldn't help but be curious. I stepped forward and opened it, but tears filled my eyes again and again. My ears seemed to echo with my mother's gentle voice: "Baby, my mother was wrong this time. My mother shouldn't compare you with others and hurt you. " But you don't know, I'm really anxious to see your grades, and I feel a little heavy when I'm anxious. Can you forgive mom? Baby, can you come out? We can sit down and talk calmly. "

The door opened and mother stood outside. I can't help hugging her. At that moment, we both understood each other's hearts and said nothing. Although tears are flowing, my heart is carefree. We sat back at the table again, but different from before, we analyzed the problems more calmly and communicated with each other.

That night, I also sent a small note back to my mother: Mom, thank you for your understanding. Please rest assured that I will study hard and won't worry you any more.

In fact, there is no problem in life that can't be solved, just whether we communicate or not. A closed heart is like a room without windows. You will always be in the dark. If you use communication and understanding to bridge the gap, you will surely usher in a bright sky.

8. Write 600 words of emotional communication on the topic of "communication" ... As I grow older, I gradually find that the communication between my parents seems to be less and less, replaced by the shocking door closing sound after dinner.

Why is this happening? I don't understand myself. Is this what teachers usually call the "generation gap"? Every day, when my parents drag their tired bodies home, they jump on the sofa, cross their legs and close the door to recuperate.

In my memory, the scene of playing with my parents in childhood seems to have been frozen and become a nostalgic object. Today, I sat down face to face with my mother and prepared for "spiritual communication".

My mother said I didn't study hard enough. I only watch TV all day and don't know the importance of reading. This makes me very sad.

"Mom, I'm not what you said. I am sensible now, and I know how to learn, but you, you don't give me any free space. You always thought I was still the child who hid under the eaves and never cried! Watching birds spread their wings and fly outside the window, I wish I was one of them. Live a carefree life and drink flowing streams when you are thirsty; Eat wild fruits on the mountain when you are hungry.

Flying in the air, set off by beautiful blue sky and white clouds, with envious eyes below. Mom, you always say that I have no energy to study.

Every time I hear such words, I will hide under the covers alone and feel sad.

Tears. I'm trying, but you didn't find it; I was worried, but I didn't show it on my face. I just don't want you to worry about me.

Although I am still a long way from the goal you set, I will try my best to prove it to you with practical actions! "Son, I'm glad you have this determination. We were wrong about you. So you've been trying, but I didn't notice! Ha ha.

"Open the window, breathe the fresh air outside the window, and you will find that the original feeling of communication is so beautiful and wonderful! The flowers turn red, the grass turns green, and the birds on the branches keep singing. Now, I realize that communication will not disappear with age. The most important thing is to have a pure heart! Communication is really more important than anything.

Through communication, you will find that the growing stars are so colorful! Really beautiful! .

9. Write a narrative on the topic of "communication". Communication doesn't have to be face to face. -Inscription.

In the eyes of ordinary people, if you want to communicate, you must face it, right? The ancients said, "Talk with your heart, cut the candle at night ... In this way, face-to-face conversation becomes the patent of communication, but in fact, communication is by no means like this."

Our Chinese teacher is an amiable person. He usually works very hard, but there is always an understanding and a little comfort in her eyes. When I was in the second grade, some changes took place in my family. I was lively and confident, and my mood plummeted. But there is no one in my life to talk to, so the country has inherited my talk to. When I was upset, I wrote down my heart. To my surprise, the teacher wrote after my weekly diary: "The frustration of consciousness can't represent everything. Only by adjusting your life coordinates can you have a happy future. " This wordless words, like a torch, catch the cold freshmen to melt a little, pour out again and again, and I slowly begin to open my heart. The silent torch is always in confusion, illuminating the way forward for me and bringing me special warmth.

Since then, this power has made me discover the beauty of life. My teacher not only gave me knowledge, but also gave me a way to be a man. He reminds me seriously every day and brings me warmth when I need it most.

Communication is not a conversation anytime and anywhere, but a catharsis of true feelings. Although silent, it can benefit people a lot. If you have talked about it, you will forget it every time, just like a gust of wind blowing away, but the memory engraved in your heart will never be erased.

-Silent communication, silent language.