Come on, smile.
Life is full of small bubbles, poke one and see what a surprise it will be! Is the corner of your mouth slightly upturned? Still laughing? Anyway, come on, smile.
Every day has a different mood, even if it rains continuously, there is still a moment of smiling. Sometimes, I will ask foolishly, why is the rainbow in the sky curved? Then, a voice came out of my heart-because the sky is also in a good mood and smiling! Occasionally passing by the former campus, the vegetation has already broken through the taboo in winter, growing freely, winding around the wall and becoming a green stand. Bamboo rustles and laughter comes with the wind. Smile is like grass spreading around the corners of the mouth, climbing all the way to the heart. At this time, the sun also warmed the earth, sprinkling a soft, soft enough to remind people of that grassland, that grassland rippling with laughter and tears. Shallow breathing, even life seems to be golden.
Then, turn around gracefully, only see the gorgeous wall, look up, but see a pair of gentle eyes, flashing kind light. The old man's words permeated the whole body, a kind of care from strangers. Looking at the old couple holding hands, I silently blessed them. Shadows are cut and overlapped by sunlight. Smile bright and full of thanks.
Pushing open the door, I saw piles of messy wool wrapped around it. The cat was caught in the middle and screamed, but the ball stuck to its tail. Go over the obstacle and pick it up carefully, but shave its nose. The cat rubbed her face like a coquetry and looked at the mess in front of her, so she had to shake her head helplessly. Looking at the sunshine outside the window, humming a little song. At this time, the melancholy will fade, and the jumping notes will always remind people of something. Perhaps, angels will become beggars, come down to test people's kindness, and then rush out to distribute love, although they will always fall down. Always remember to step on the white line when crossing the road. It is said that this will bring good luck. Suddenly, the truck roared past, blowing up the hair on his forehead and freezing instantly. I suddenly laughed. Why do so many people like the cafes in the district? Because through the glass window, you will always see moments and piece together a beautiful life.
When looking in the mirror, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the sparrow crying outside the window, and my heart was full of joy; I am grateful to see the dew rolling down the grass and nourishing the earth; Dandelion floats in the heart with the wind, and the heart is full of praise for life. Let a good mood fill your heart, let a smile climb up your mouth and blossom a 45-degree elegant smile!
(2) The composition "My Mood Story" in the fifth grade of primary school is 450 words.
Mood is a wonderful thing, unspeakable things, things that money can't buy, things that everyone has, ups and downs ... everyone will be upset, sad, happy and angry, and I am no exception. Let me tell you my troubles. I should be happy on vacation, but I don't feel happy. On May Day, my aunt and my family went to the playground. When they arrived at the playground, the sisters pointed to the game of bouncing sofa. I was very scared when I saw that table, so I told my aunt I wouldn't play. I'll wait for you here. But my sister did say beside me that this is fun, there is nothing to be afraid of, just like a small cradle, which is very comfortable to shake on. Being told by my sister, I sat up happily The machine started, and slowly began to rise, bit by bit, higher and higher. I started shouting, ah! Ah! Ah! But at the top, the machine stopped, and I wondered if it was over. At this time, the machine began to turn again. I don't know that this time it stopped going up, but suddenly rushed down. I shouted for fear of being hurt. Ah ... I don't even know how loud it is this time. As far as I can remember, I seem to have never shouted like this. When I finally came down, I saw my aunt and sisters laughing at me and calling me a coward. I am really angry. At this age, I'm certainly not afraid to play this game. I am so young, why do you call me a coward? The more I think about it, the angrier I get when I see them laughing at me. I wish I would never come out to play with you again. At this time, we came to the edge of the second project. I was a little nervous and told my aunt that I didn't want to play this game. But when the words came out, my sister laughed at me: "coward, coward." All day, I have been teasing my sister that I am unhappy. When I got home at night, I told my mother what happened today. After listening to this, my mother said to me, "Nothing. Not everyone makes fun of you. It's the way you show it that makes everyone laugh. This is just a game. Don't be so serious. " At this time, my mother gave me an example of doing a problem: "Aren't all the problems we haven't done before wrong?" When we master the method and know the meaning, we can do it no matter how the topic changes. Playing games is the same. Play this game a few times next time, and you will know what is going on. I'm not afraid to play again. Everything should be exercised, and playing ball is the same. "After listening to my mother's words, I thought, this is my first time to play this game, and I am not afraid to play this game a few more times. When I sleep at night, I still think of my sister laughing at me from time to time, and I laugh happily myself.
(3) The growth story of the sixth grade of primary school, 500 words.
Growth story composition 500 words
Laughter is the footprint of our growth, and tears are the proof of our growth. Step by step, in this golden years, we left a string of footprints to prove our growth.
Laughter is the messenger of happiness and the enemy of tears. We all want to leave laughter, but we have no resistance to stop tears. With tears in our eyes, it shows that we have grown up, learned to worry, and are no longer so "simple" as before. Inadvertently, we have begun to change and mature.
Looking back carefully, everything is like a mirage. Stop and look back and see the saplings growing against the wind and sand. Once, we were also a fragile small forest, but after the sandstorm, we have grown into a green forest. After several twists and turns, the young trees finally grew up in the sandstorm.
In the process of growing up, there will inevitably be setbacks, but when you fall down and stand up again, you will gradually know how to withstand the wind and rain.
I remember some time ago, it was my lowest mood in six years, because of the senior high school entrance examination. Several schools almost failed, leaving me at a loss. This incident caused me a great setback, so that my grades began to decline. I ran several red lights in a row, and my class was not as attentive as before, and my homework began to be sloppy. Although I was admitted to a good middle school, the class teacher talked to me several times, but I still didn't recover. It was not until later that the graduation exam was coming that I regained my confidence and began to face the graduation exam.
Although I have experienced setbacks, I have been growing, and I have not fallen apart because of a failure. Because I know: saplings will grow up healthily in the sand. ...
Growth story composition 500 words
The number in the lower right corner of the computer changes a little. I just stared at it, without any action, just staring.
Listening to Jay's chrysanthemum table, I didn't think about anything, so I closed my eyes and listened quietly: the chrysanthemum was broken and the ground was hurt. Your smile turned yellow and the flowers were sad. My heart is running quietly, and the north wind is chaotic. The night is still early ... I like this rhythm very much, which is quite sad and the lyrics are quite lasting.
Junior high school life is not monotonous and chaotic, and there are many, many, but I can't tell. Learning can't completely occupy my brain, because my brain has many things to do and many things to think about. Rebellion has gradually emerged in my mind. Some people say that adolescent rebellious psychology will be very strong, maybe, but this is a common phenomenon.
What is growth? The growth now is no longer the happy growth in childhood, but the growth now will experience setbacks and pains, and grow in pain. Growth will be a road full of harvest, and it will be a road with no end in the distance.
I once had the innocence of childhood, but now I feel that everything is blank and everything is gone. Obsessed with rushing all the way, vaguely sad, too late to forget, only the wind buried it. Memory is filtered by time and space, leaving pages of long or short poems. Light and shadow interweave those colorful seasons, and there is a faint smile in the air ... Sometimes I wonder whether growing up is a rewarding journey or a confused resume. When I was a child, the sky with kites was full of melancholy. What is sung in the wind is also the sadness of youth and ignorance …
Chapter 7: Dream-Growth
Thoughts scour the riverbed of memories, looking for memories that have passed away. Memories, freeze frames, search, games, it turns out that I am not a child anymore. So this is called growth.
From childhood to adolescence, this period contains my most childish memories and what I yearn for most.
Childhood, the dream is cotton candy, sweet, but I don't know how to realize it; Teenagers, the dream is heaven, far away, but there is no the most precious hope of childhood, replaced by a persistent effort. Oh, this is growth.
When I was a child, my dream was a small wish. I was naive and embarrassed to share it with you. Teenager, the dream is a vast sky, great, I don't know how to tell you, so I have to write it in my diary. Oh, this is growth.
In childhood, I dreamed that I could fly freely and wander freely like a bird. At this time, the dream was sweet. Teenagers also dream that they can fly, but what I want to fly is not in the clouds and seas in the sky, but in the clouds and seas in my dreams. At this time, the dream is far away. Oh, this is growth.
When I was a child, my dream was to eat candy, but the fountain could spray Coca-Cola. Teenagers dream of being able to adapt to modern society, but they also have to bear a heavy burden. Dreams are no longer naive, but more realistic. Oh, this is growth.
Along the way, growing up, I learned to be silent, I learned to wait, and the only thing I didn't learn was to give up; I forgot to stay, I forgot to imagine, and the only thing I didn't forget was my dream. I believe that one day, I will really grow up and really take off!
Growth story composition 500 words
The mind is a feeling.
Mind is a kind of communication.
The mind is another kind of growth.
Let's open the window of our hearts, feel the beauty of nature, listen to the murmuring stream and accept the sounds of nature in our hearts.
The mind is growing, and you learn to cherish everything you have-time, affection and friendship. ...
Your mind is growing, which makes you know how to enjoy and appreciate life, so that people's life will not be boring and will add a lot of joy and meaning to your life. ...
The mind is growing, which makes you know how to feel, listen and pursue, and makes you grow, mature and communicate. ...
The meaning of life lies in the growth in the heart, but the growth in the heart depends on people.
(4) A 500-word composition of "2065438+04 Our Mood Story"
Mood is a wonderful thing, unspeakable things, things that money can't buy, things that everyone has, ups and downs ... everyone will be upset, sad, happy and angry, and I am no exception. Let me tell you my troubles.
I should be happy on vacation, but I don't feel happy. Although I have a long holiday, I can do anything I want, but I feel very empty. I float around at home all day. I am bored to death. Every day, I just play the piano, read English or write a composition. Just after I had a rest, I heard a "ghost crying". "Have you ever played the piano?" Just after playing the piano, I heard the "ghost" calling "Have you read English?". After reading English, I pretended to be a thief and quietly rubbed my mother. You should have guessed what I was going to do. By the way, I am watching TV. My mother is not allowed to watch Little Princess. I quickly called my father back to watch it with me. My father also secretly told me that he and I would jointly attack my mother. This world. Although my mother agreed, she still said that the boy above was too ugly, so I had to point to Chen Wenru and say, "This man looks like a woman." But a little. She taught Fahrenheit a lesson, saying that girls are getting better and better now ... "Please, I watched TV, not boys and girls." I prayed to God in my heart. Finally, after watching TV, I quickly found an excuse to take a shower, in fact, to avoid her chanting.
This is an empty and annoying day for me. Every time I see time slip through my fingers, I feel sorry and angry. I can't surf the Internet. I think my netizens should be very free! At this time, my mood is mixed with five flavors, and what is sour is: tomorrow's piano exam; The sweet thing is: I go to the exam every day without anyone to accompany me! Bitterness is: dissatisfaction with daily life arrangements; Spicy: no internet access. ! ! Xian: I'm worried about whether I can cope with the exam!
Alas, an unspeakable smell will appear on me as an optimist. It is estimated that this is the beginning, and the long days ahead are still early! ! !
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5. A 500-word composition is about mood.
Light blue mood
Silent eyes, a slight breath with a light blue mood fell on the forehead balance, cleverly changed its balance, helped to calm down the smoke in my hand, and a cicada song interrupted the corridor in my memory, which made the night turbulent, but also expanded the lonely territory, causing ripples in the night sky, that is, restored calm. ...
I tried to talk to the night, but I smelled loneliness, like the taste of first love, very weak. ...
Every night of mine is a night when you meditate on me; Every dawn of yours is the morning when I look forward to you. Don't forget me ... this is my light blue first love mood. ...
First love is the mood of sunshine, which falls on the balance of the brow, but it is out of balance forever.
First love is light blue you, maybe I will still think of you, just like thinking of light blue flowers that will never bloom again; Maybe I won't think of you again, just as I won't think of the pale blue flower buds that will never bloom. ...
First love is light blue tears, saying that as long as now, don't recall; Say good only cherish, no regrets; We agree to be simple, not mature. ...
If the voice remembers you, let the voice of the world forget you; But to remember you in this way, to remember you with my voice from the perspective of forgetting, like your voice, like all of you. ...
I lit another one and lit a light blue memory, which was on the west side of the night. ...
[6] touching story composition 500 words
"Time is passing, and I know that my life is flowing at that moment." As time goes by, we become more and more mature and smarter. Everything in life is a process of our growth. To taste what we have lost and what we are losing is to taste our life. The story that happened around us is the story of growing up in our life, and our life is full of sunshine for improvement.
The story of growing up is like the stars all over the sky, some of which flow far away like the Yellow River water, but the other part is deeply imprinted in my mind.
Open the door of memory and recall that event.
/kloc-an autumn when I was 0/3 years old. One day, I got up early because today is my birthday! After breakfast, I went to school. On the way to school, someone who knows me saw it and asked, "Why are you so happy today? Have you ever eaten pistachios? " I replied: "No, it's just that the weather is good today and I am naturally in a good mood!" " "When I got to school, I happily finished my morning reading. When class was over, all the students came to me and said, "Happy birthday!" " "How happy I am! They even gave me a gift! One day passed in my happy mood. When I got home, I accidentally saw a cake on the table. Before I asked, grandma took the words:
"Look, your father bought you a cake specially for your birthday." So excited! Dad even prepared a cake for me. In the evening, my family got together and held a birthday party for me.
The cake with candles was placed on the table, and the faint candlelight made me see the wisps of silver on my parents' heads. My parents are old. How much effort have they made for me? I used to be willful.
Now I finally understand the love of my parents. From now on, I will never make my parents angry. "Tingting, it's time to make a wish." My mother's words brought me back to reality. I made a wish with tears in my eyes. I won't tell you this wish for the time being. Keep a secret! After that, I blew out the candles and began to cut the cake. How time flies! The clock has pointed to 10. We must clear the table. After clearing the table, I went to bed reluctantly.
Everything goes wrong in life, and the auspicious words of "all the best" and "smooth sailing" cannot be realized, but people's symbols of a better life. Life is not smooth sailing, and people who can't stand the test can't reach the end of success.
With the growth of age and height, troubles come unexpectedly. They banded together to disrupt our lives.
We are middle school students now, the subjects are increasing with the need of knowledge, and the homework is busy coming to join in the fun. The homework we need to do is like an invisible mountain, especially when the exam comes, we all work hard for fear of being left behind by others. The next day, I went to school with black eyes. The whole class will become a rare animal museum, and all my classmates will become national treasures. Alas, when can the homework be reduced? I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to it
Life is full of sunshine, full of flavor like a five-flavor bottle, and full of hardships and tempering. Let's go forward with colorful life stories and finish the journey of life.
(7) A 500-word composition describing the mood story.
Before the exam
At the end of the first year, the exam will be flustered. Play all kinds of "music" together and experience the "symphony" before the exam. The atmosphere is tense and the heart is chaotic, especially the general taste is in the heart.
The first movement is tense.
Nervousness, no doubt because of the tense atmosphere, accelerated the pace of study and life, and played a sonata.
At school, I repeat the four steps of reciting, dictation, solving problems and taking exams every day. Students are busy writing, doing problems, asking classmates and correcting test papers every day ... When the flag is raised, some people recite textbooks; On the physical education class, some people take notes to remember words; More importantly, don't forget to take a look at this book when you buy something. These people are really "addicted to books" and "cherish time like gold"!
When I get home, I am used to finishing my homework at school and then going home to watch TV. Now, although I try my best to do my homework at school every day, I still have to do it for an hour or two when I get home.
For the exam at the end of the year, nervousness has become a constant tone. As a result, the two-point line between school and home has become a constant route.
Complaints in the second movement
The exam is coming, and I often hear this conversation in the classroom:
"Hey, have an exam again. What should I do? " A classmate said with great concern.
"Primary school is going to have an exam, and we have to take an exam for one more week than them. Why? God is unfair. " Student b said discontentedly.
"I haven't watched TV for several weeks because of the exam," classmate C said helplessly.
"Oh, I almost forgot, I'm going to have a dictation in English next class and a math exam in the afternoon!" Under Ding's reminder, all the students quickly returned to their seats to read.
"The final, only know to play every day. Look at your last exam. Really' good'! " There is something in the old class.
"Your class is not self-righteous, study very well? You see, the average score of the mid-term exam in Class Two is over 80. What about you? You are smart, you don't have to learn! " The geography teacher said angrily.
"Class two scored an average of more than 80 points and was not copied. I can't believe they have such a good memory that they borrowed papers from our class before the exam. Did they remember it in such a short time? " Several students were indignant and whispered.
Complain about the exam. Complaining has become a variant before the exam.
Happy third movement
Although the exam is coming soon, students often ask for leave, chat and have a good time.
"Hey, did you watch the game yesterday? Which team won? " Male students are always excited about the World Cup.
"Did you watch Super Girl on Saturday?"
"This year's' super girl' is too ugly to be interested."
Female students are always interested in entertainment.
"Ah, there are still a few days before the final exam, and I will have a holiday after the exam. That's so cool! I can have a good sleep again, I can have a TV addiction, and I can surf the Internet carefree. "
Yes, holidays have become a great motivation for students to take exams.
The fourth movement warms people's hearts
The exam is coming, and I always feel warm at home, and my parents are particularly concerned about us.
"Are you cold? The final exam is coming, so put on more clothes. A cold is not good. " Mother asked with concern.
"What do you want to eat these days? Just say what you want to eat and I'll make it for you. " Dad asked.
"Don't watch TV these days. Go to bed early and have a good rest before you do well in the exam! " Parents say together.
Parents' words sometimes make us feel nagging and even harsh, but at the same time they also reflect parents' care and family warmth.
Before the exam, the "symphony" composed of various "music" made our dull study life full and colorful. The ups and downs are only known when you have experienced them. Let's relax and meet the exam!
Write a short story of 450 words.
A short story of mood
Many things have happened on my growing road. However, one thing moved me and I can't forget it.
I still remember that on a sunny Sunday, I competed with my friends in the community to ride a bike. At first, my partners all surpassed me. I was not convinced, so I sped up and soon overtook them. Just as I was elated, my bike passed a puddle, and the wheel suddenly slipped, and I fell to the ground. I burst into tears. Just then, my neighbor uncle Wang passed by and saw me lying on the ground. He hurried over and asked me kindly, "Oh, Zhiyun, are you all right?" I replied, "Uncle Wang, my leg hurts." Uncle Wang turned to my leg again. Ah, it's bleeding! Uncle Wang pondered for a while and said, "Zhiyun, wait here for a while, and I'll get you the medicated oil." The words sound just fell and uncle Wang rushed upstairs like an arrow. In a blink of an eye, Uncle Wang has finished taking the medicated oil. I noticed that uncle Wang's forehead and silver hair were covered with glittering and translucent sweat. Uncle Wang gently applied medicated oil to me, and I felt much better. Uncle Wang squatted down again and said, "Come, I'll carry you home." I lay on uncle Wang's back, and uncle Wang stood up slowly. Uncle Wang is old and takes the stairs behind my back. Every step is so heavy. So I asked Uncle Wang, "Uncle Wang, do you need a rest?" Uncle Wang patted his chest and said, "Don't underestimate my old bones, my body is still very strong!" At that moment, my eyes filled with tears. Uncle Wang told such a white lie in order to help others.
Now, whenever I think of it, I am moved by the incomparable warmth. Thank you, helpful Uncle Wang!
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