Excellent composition that summer 1 The sky is still so blue. Little white clouds remind me of that summer.
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That summer, I missed home.
"Don't bother me, ok? I will solve my own problems! " I turned around and slammed the door.
"You child, before you grow up, your heart is wild. Talking back to parents is as casual as walking. How did this happen? " Mom is still nagging at the door.
I hid in my room, covering my ears. Tears kept running down my eyes. "I don't watch TV for a while? What happened? As for from the door to the present? " I thought angrily in my mind. I don't know when it started. I am no longer a good baby in the eyes of my parents. I started talking back and quarreling with my parents. I'm beginning to think that my parents are becoming more and more unreasonable. Maybe it's the psychology of growing up, but I will never apologize to my mother even if I am wrong.
"It's time to eat." Mom called me outside the door.
I lay motionless on the bed. My mother saw this scene and gently pushed open my door. "Dear baby, eating is my mother's fault. My mother is afraid that watching TV for too long is bad for her eyes ... "I couldn't help it any longer. I hugged my mother's neck and burst into tears. "No, mom, it's my fault. I shouldn't talk back to you ... "I fell on my mother's shoulder and began to cry in a low voice. It suddenly dawned on me that the person who loves you the most in the world is your mother. When you are sad, only she will lend you her shoulder to lean on, even if you are wrong.
That summer, I learned about family relationships. From then on, I know what filial piety and gratitude are. ...
That summer, I read friendship.
The flowers in June are very bright, like smiling faces, blooming in every corner of the campus.
After graduation, we are going to separate. "Nothing, after all, I am still in a school." You pretended to comfort me easily, but I clearly saw the tears shining in your eyes. I close my eyes and think of you and me. We have been inseparable friends since we met you in the first grade. When you are in trouble, you lend a helping hand and tell me, "Nothing, I'm still here." When we are happy, we share. When we failed, you encouraged me: "You are really great. Come on next time! " When I succeed, I see a happy smile on your face. I hold you tight. At that moment, I found that you were like another me in the world. No matter where we are, our hearts will always be together.
That summer, I understood friendship. Since then, I have understood what is giving and sharing. ...
I close my eyes and think back to that summer. At that moment, I grew up and became a person who really understands love.
After more than 2 years of excellent composition that summer, will I cry that summer? ...
Am I old, just remembering the past in this song? Forgetting is not only happiness, but also sadness. Even such feelings are a luxury for me.
I just look crazy. Feelings are consumed in madness until they are numb. More and more meetings, fewer and fewer meetings ... making favorite things in favorite formats, but without a sense of accomplishment as a child. When you grow up, is it inevitable to be numb?
The ending of Shanghai Fortress is sad and a sad tragedy. I cursed my helplessness. However, if I write it myself, I'm afraid the ending will not change. In essence, everyone is the same ... whether quiet or crazy, they are burning their own lives to fight against degradation and compromise. Youth is for luxury. I say this, no matter how others evaluate it, whether it is decadent or negative, it is my truth. If you can't indulge yourself at this time, is there any chance in the future? Still in the mood? Still have the ability? I don't know ... I only know myself, maybe it's gone.
Even with childlike innocence, childlike innocence, the heart is old. Perhaps because of this, I always seem a little childish, but I often feel like an old man.
When I was under the Yangtze River Bridge, watching the sunshine coming in through bridge opening, everything suddenly became unreal, like a lifetime ago. The train passed by, and the sun was scattered on the trees, and the mottled shadows fell on the ground, quiet and peaceful. I thought at that time, if only I could sit there all the time, surrounded by old people reading newspapers or playing Tai Chi, and take my time no matter how time goes by.
I looked at the sunshine and suddenly lost my voice. I wanted to write something, but the hand that took out the pen and paper just stopped in the air, as if time had stopped and my thinking and language had stopped. What language can record this moment ... language is always pale and powerless in the face of emotions. I wrote that my heart is just an impossible realm.
When I am really old, sitting by the fire or in the sun with their warm memories, can I still remember the feeling of loneliness now? At that time, I might say that I was really warm and crazy that summer, for a child who sang in that summer. Will it fade in that summer and this summer? Can you always live in my heart like this?
I love not only beautiful flowers, but also their old faces ... because I have memories. As if covered with a layer of water vapor, the memory is beautiful and light.
I would like to believe that what has not changed is a real and simple smiling face. Simply believe in the era of angels and live in my heart.
The clock stopped, that summer. ...
Excellent composition of that summer 3 I went to other places to shoot with the art troupe that summer. I was only seven years old. For the first time, I left Shanghai alone and traveled far away from my parents. My heart is full of curiosity, fear, excitement and happiness ... When my crew and I settled down in a guest house in Zhejiang Province, it was a branch of the moon. The students in class one art school are very conscious. As soon as they arranged their personal affairs, they immediately gathered in the designated room to read the script, check their lines and practice their performances. Some of the little actors who went with them were old-fashioned, so they hit the nail on the head! Always deeply moved by their seriousness.
Because my long vase is a walk-on in the eyes of the director, I was quite happy at first, but in the next two weeks, I actually played a long-haired monkey, which was really ridiculous. Every day I am covered with glue and sticky hair. Really a generation of writers, "Mo Yan"!
Get the costume, it turned out to be thick monkey skin. With my persistence in art, I bit my baby teeth and put them on, "resisting" the ultra-high temperature of that summer vacation.
Eating is always the happiest time. Without a table, lunch boxes are often lined up on the flower beds. A big box of rice and vegetables, little friends have small hands and can't hold the lunch box, but they always finish it quickly, because we have to fight the ants who rushed into the lunch box. For the sake of art, we have to fight the ants!
In that unknown wilderness valley, I walked around the forest all day wearing dirty monkey skins that I never washed. Gradually, cicadas on trees, weaver girls in wormwood, fireflies in the evening and even stars in the evening became our good friends, and they were inseparable every day. ...
For filming, I get up at six in the morning, take a nap on the bus at noon, and play until the stars are scarce every night. Only then can I understand why all the big stars are Nocturnal Animals!
Every day, the shooting progress is very slow, and after several passes, everyone is too hot. If you dehydrate, it will be miserable. Finally, I saw a big barrel. I seldom saw mung bean soup. Everyone swarmed, and the scene was like the victim of 1942.
Finally, someone is dying. Several people have heatstroke. At this time, I want to thank the football coach who usually growls at me like thunder, because he urges me to bask in the sun often, endure the heat and suffer hardships, otherwise, ...
Sometimes, we are fascinated by the emotional drama of adults, and as a result, we don't know which naughty villain tied our tails together, making us want to cry.
When I was at leisure, I began to miss my parents and grandmother, thinking of my young master, and tears fell on my cheeks unconsciously. Suddenly I know the hardship of making a living, the taste of missing my family, and the responsibility of a little man!
Excellent composition 4 that summer walked into the garden, where the flowers were colorful, purple, red and yellow. But the most beautiful is the lotus in the pool. Its flowers are pink, emitting a faint fragrance, attracting many dragonflies, and the green lotus leaves stand in the water like umbrellas. In the vegetable garden, purple eggplant is shining, slender cucumber is covered with green coat, and fat wax gourd is like a little doll.
It is very hot in summer, and most people are eating ice cream. The taste of ice cream is sweet and cold. It often rains this summer. When it rains, people wear colorful umbrellas, which are very beautiful. Rain is a hardworking little girl. She washed the leaves green and the flowers red.
Flowers washed the streets, and the whole world seemed to be a big crystal palace.
Summer is the most beautiful season in spring, summer, autumn and winter. I like summer.
Colorful summer
I suddenly had an idea: go outdoors to find the footprints of "Summer Doll".
Look, look, find it! On a peach tree in the corner of the park, it is covered with green.
Young leaves, there are several red buds in the center, how beautiful!
Summer is also on the willow branches. I found a row of willow branches green and the wind was blowing.
As soon as it blows, it floats like a turquoise gauze.
Summer is in the flower bed again. Red buds have also appeared on the thorny rose branches, and all of them have blossomed. There are sunflowers, which bloom luxuriantly, some are pink, some are scarlet and some are golden.
How beautiful the yellow petals are surrounded by red edges!
Suddenly, I saw countless irises parked on the lawn around the fountain. When the wind blows,
They are trembling, like butterflies flying among flowers and plants.
It's still summer in the Woods. Among the dark green leaves of holly, new green leaves have grown; Tall Metasequoia glyptostroboides, new buds also appear in the branches; More interestingly, on the branches of the French plane tree, translucent reddish buds stand out, just like small bergamot. It turns out that trees "go to the old and welcome the new" in summer.
My father and I continued to walk all the way, looking all the way, and found summer in the children's paradise. Children are dressed in various colors, like blooming flowers. I think summer is also in the hearts of children.
I looked at the beautiful scenery of this summer and couldn't help feeling ups and downs: our motherland is like this summer.
This garden is full of vitality and color everywhere.
There is a good sentence reference at the beginning and end of the excellent composition 5 that summer:
Ideal is the key to spring, which can open any door. It is "ideal", and lofty ideal is the key to everything.
Ideal is like a boat, carrying you to soar freely in the ocean of knowledge.
1, my ideal
Looking at the brush on the desktop, I suddenly felt surge of emotion, because I have a lofty ideal, that is to become an outstanding painter.
I like painting since I was a child. Whenever I am free, I draw on paper, on the blackboard or on the ground. My favorite great man is Leonardo da Vinci. He is a talented painter, and I want to be as famous as him in the world. Although this dream is far from reality, I still study hard. One day, the teacher suddenly asked me to draw a landscape painting. When I got home, I forgot to eat, so I ran to the old banyan tree at school to draw Grandpa Banyan. I finished my masterpiece in a short time.
2. My ideal Everyone has a dream, a lofty ideal. And my ideal was born from one thing.
Once, my sister and I played a game of "teachers and classmates" at my grandmother's house. As a little teacher, I think it's hard to be a teacher, but it's fun to be with innocent and lovely children all day. I decided to be an excellent people's teacher when I grow up.
I must prove that I can be a good teacher with practical actions. If my ideal is realized, I will teach every student patiently and seriously to get rid of the troubles of learning. I will patiently teach them what I know. I should not only teach students knowledge, but also let them learn more scientific and cultural knowledge. In addition, I also want to teach my students how to be human, so that they can have a kind heart and continue to carry forward the virtues of the Chinese nation, so that they can all become the pillars of the country. This is my greatest happiness. Although my voice is hoarse and my back is sore and my legs cramp every day, I am willing.
With ideals, I can't wait for him. I want to seize today, study hard, listen to teachers and parents, don't be playful, study wholeheartedly, strive to be admitted to normal university and March towards my ideal! Sometimes, I dream that my dream has come true. I stood on the platform and gave a lecture to the children. I play games with the children during recess. I woke up happily.
3. My ideal
This autumn seems to come later than usual. More than two months have passed in beginning of autumn, and I still can't feel the breath of autumn. Is autumn covered by the sun? There have been several autumn rains these days, which washed away the hot and dry weather. As a result, I had to pack my bags in the summer and reluctantly handed over the "class" to the autumn. At this time, autumn is slowly coming. Autumn came, and she came to the world with unique charm. The autumn wind is cool, softer than Xia Feng and warmer than the winter wind. Autumn rain is continuous, like an ox hair, flying high; Like bread, silk can fly. Where she spilled it, it changed The sky is bluer, the clouds are whiter and the air is fresher. But the flowers withered, the grass withered and the leaves turned yellow. Everything in nature takes on a different look. The sun in autumn is not as fierce as in summer. The sunshine is so soft that you don't feel cold at all. If you stand in the sun, you will feel warm. This is a cool autumn-when autumn comes, the trees are no longer lush in summer, but full of spring. But it brings you colorful colors. Maple leaves are red as fire, and fallen leaves are dancing like butterflies. Don't feel sorry for her, don't feel sorry for her. ask
Knowing that she left today is to provide more nutrients for next year's freshmen. What a great dedication! Autumn has come, the water in the river is clearer and the pebbles in the roll are clearly visible. Those little fish swim, play and laugh happily under the water. They also jump out of the water from time to time, splashing with their tender little tails, splashing countless small water droplets, like small "pearls" in the sun! The river was sparkling, and several ducks swam happily in the water, breaking the calm river and causing ripples on the water. Autumn has come, and she brings people a scene of bumper harvest. In the fields, there is no end to the rice in Huang Chengcheng, and it looks like gold everywhere. When the breeze blows, the rice waves roll, just like the waves on the sea. Uncle farmer is busy harvesting rice in the field. The rumbling sound of machines and the singing of labor meet together.
I composed a happy little tune. On the hillside, the forest is dyed and the fruits are fragrant. There are gratifying scenes of harvest everywhere. "Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say autumn is better than spring!" Yes, autumn is more colorful and interesting than spring.
That summer was the last summer when I finished high school, and every day was full of endless struggles and sad parting. After that, there will be another one. What kind of lifestyle will we have then? Will this struggle continue? Will this continue our friendship?
The high-speed rotating ceiling fan in the classroom can't eliminate the sultry atmosphere in summer. On the contrary, buzzing can arouse the fighting spirit of hard-working students. The cicada singing outside the window can't interrupt the operation of the pen tip on the paper; Only occasionally two or three heads turn helplessly twice, and then they are tangent to the desktop; From time to time, there were waves of joyful voices on the playground in the distance. The students by the window just looked up and gave a wry smile, which showed that they had a sweet aftertaste of the good old days and then entered the state again.
The note in his hand was a little soaked by sweat, but the handwriting of Sixiu was still clearly visible, and the airflow from the opposite sex stirred the young heart. "I'm waiting for you at the university! Xxx "What does this mean? It's hard to understand whether to acquiesce in a relationship or politely refuse a girl who is ignorant! Hey! Don't bother, don't you see the university, etc. Whether you are looking forward to emotional care or fulfilling your initial dream of going to high school, you should calm down and sprint for the college entrance examination.
Time passed day by day, finally ushered in the dream and fear of the college entrance examination, nervous, excited, but ordinary for three days, and then left. Come back in a few years and see what your plans are for the future. Who cares? Go home and have a good sleep for a few days and make up for it. Why are you in such a hurry for results? We'll get the result in a few days. You go first.
This summer, I couldn't help but return to my alma mater and have a close contact with the past. Most of my classmates have come back to the party, but most of them are already parents. The head teacher and teacher have a lot of white hair, and time waits for no one! She is here, too. I didn't know she was married until I shook hands awkwardly. Seeing such a scene, an unexpected secret was uncovered. It turned out that the class teacher saw that I was in high spirits and copied the note written by her personally. Suddenly, I was moved to tears. If it weren't for that kind note, how would my life change and what would I be now?
Teachers' kindness is more important than mountains. When students sent me text messages wishing me Teacher's Day, my thoughts unconsciously returned to your teacher's side. Do you feel it? My teacher and students from afar wish you a happy Teacher's Day!
In the early summer morning, Tung Chung Village was shrouded in a mist. The sun didn't come out, and the warm wind blowing from the Pearl River was wet and cool. Kapok is in bloom, peach blossoms are in bloom, and all kinds of snow tofu and vegetables are in bloom. The ground outside Tung Chung Village is green and tender. Rice seedlings and green banana leaves are swaying in the wind, which is a business.
The scorching sun in August is like a fire umbrella. At noon, the sky is dazzling, like a big hot white iron plate. The twigs of weeping willows on the roadside are motionless, the shadows of trees shrink into a ball, and the leaves covered with dust roll painfully. The asphalt pavement has also been softened by the sun. Looking into the distance, there seems to be a transparent steam rising on the quiet and deserted road.
..... The leaves of poplar trees in the street are moving with a layer of green light in the sun, and a layer of white gas like fog hangs around the blue sky upstairs; This layer of green light and white gas makes people feel very happy, but it is a bit dry.
Walking in the street, all creatures hang their heads listlessly. The burning sun is shining, and it seems that everyone, every tree and every flower has golden light. Oh, summer is golden!
This summer, the weather is particularly hot. Although Xiling township is a mountainous township, it is sultry during the day. You're naked and wearing only shorts, and you're still sweating. It was not until sunset in the evening that the wind blew from the northern dry mountain. The wind was cold and smelled of wormwood and turpentine.
Summer comes so fast, and in a few days, people deeply realize what is unbearable heat. The asphalt road in the street becomes soft as if stepping on plasticine in the hot sun; The road on the street
Tung tree is like a huge parasol, which brings a poor shade to the citizens under the umbrella and also gives off dazzling green light; The whole city is like a huge steamer. People in the city are sweating in the steamer and feel that they will be cooked at any time.
The summer sun is like a big stove, scorching the earth. Even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.
It's refreshing to walk in the fields after the heavy rain in summer. Frogs in the pond kept barking, and with the singing of cicadas, the troubles had already vanished.
It is raining! Raindrops the size of sesame seeds keep falling from the sky. Instead of hiding, I let it wet my face. Oh, summer is white!
I like it, I like lush summer, because I can indulge in swimming in the pool in summer. Summer brings happiness to children. They are the happiest angels in summer. I like it, I like stormy summer, because the rain in summer is so generous and crisp. Lotus flowers in summer show us smiling faces, and lotus leaves in summer show us charm.
That summer's excellent composition 9 passed quickly, and it was the sixth grade in a blink of an eye. Our youth also blooms like flowers, quietly, gradually, and the fragrance comes to our faces. It is only at this age that we have changed a lot, become rebellious, mature and even a little vain. Nursery rhymes are the shortest girls in the class. All the other girls in the class are as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, wearing beautiful ladies' skirts and exquisite hairpins, while nursery rhymes wear shabby and yellow soft school uniforms. Among these beautiful flowers, nursery rhymes are like a buried grass, which is unremarkable and has no care and friendship. In my heart, nursery rhymes are inevitably envied silently, but nursery rhymes understand that I can't add burden to my grandmother who brought me up with one hand. Sensible nursery rhymes struggle silently and work hard. She thought: Even if you don't have a glamorous appearance, you should work hard and win glory for your grandmother. The results of nursery rhymes are gradually top-notch, and at the same time, her persistence is appreciated by other girls. Her inner beauty makes her gain friendship and her youth quietly blooms. Beautiful appearance is not the standard to evaluate whether a girl's life is wonderful. Real beauty comes from her own efforts and struggles. When her perseverance and dedication accumulate into a tower and reach a certain level, girls naturally become beautiful. Every girl is born to love beauty and pursue beautiful appearance, but it is useless. If you are a girl with a doll-like delicate appearance, but you are shallow in knowledge, rude and foul-mouthed, no matter how perfect your appearance is, no one will think you are excellent. Let's say Sister Yang Lan, maybe her appearance is not perfect, but she is knowledgeable, elegant and intellectual, which makes people feel that she has different charm and radiates different brilliance. This charm comes from her mind's interpretation of her life and the world. Twelve or thirteen years old, at this age, every girl grows up gradually, pays special attention to appearance, and often envies the beautiful girls in the class. After reading this article, I really think it is unnecessary. Some time ago, like nursery rhymes, I envied the beautiful students in my class. Every morning, I often feel embarrassed because of my clothes! My mother and I bickered over whether it was good or not. I want to wear a skirt. This dress is too corny! It's only over 20 degrees. How to wear it? &&Now I think it's silly for me to use a colorful skirt to set off my beauty and cover up my shortcomings. Is it useful? Only when I gradually improve myself and become an excellent girl will there be real beauty. Looking for beauty and dreams, the wonderful light comes from a touch of persistence in the heart pool. Sixth grade: Zheng Kejing