In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with compositions. Compositions must focus on the theme and make in-depth explanations around the same topic. Avoid rambling. The theme is scattered or even has no theme. So have you ever understood composition? Below is the essay I compiled on "I Desire Excellent". You are welcome to read it. I hope you all like it. I long for excellent composition 1
"Your calligraphy strokes are not strong at all; you have to practice hard, come on. The helpless educational voice of the calligraphy teacher echoed in my ears again.
My dream is to learn Yan Zhenqing’s calligraphy, but my pen is not sharp enough and I can’t practice it. My classmates also started to deny me: “Don’t think about it, you can’t do it! Look at you, your calligraphy skills are so bad now, how can you possibly learn from Yan Zhenqing?
Time passed by minute by minute, and I was still sitting at the table in a daze, like a stiff stone. Under the entanglement, I slowly picked up the brush, took a few deep breaths, tried to calm myself down, and gradually calmed down my emotions. I slowly wrote a word on the paper. After I finished writing, I compared it with the copybook and started Study its shortcomings, circle the bad points, and write down the things that need attention next to it, summarize and summarize it. After completing it, I wrote the second word according to the key points. That word has improved a lot compared to the original one. Great, I have the determination to persevere and study hard.
In the early morning, I practiced on the desk with the first ray of sunshine. In the evening, with the last ray of sunshine, I thought about the various structures of the characters. I used stacks of paper one after another. Slowly, the strokes were neatly drawn. , the structure of the characters was also summarized through mistakes again and again.
The first calligraphy exam is coming soon. I am eager to live up to my sweat and be satisfied in this exam. I am eager to succeed! I long for excellent composition 2
I want to become a bird, because I either stay in a village or in school all day long, and life is not very good.
If I turned into a bird, I could go wherever I wanted. I can fly freely, I will fly to places I have never been before, go to the wild to play, there is a lot of bird food, you can eat as you like; go to Huangshan to see what those strange rocks look like; go to Mount Tai to see See if the mountains there are high; go to the Lijiang River to see if it is as good as the book says. Awesome, I can go wherever I want, even the Arctic, the desert, the sea. ah! If I could really turn into a bird, I would do it now.
Think about it, it tastes really good, I really like it. I long for excellent composition 3
This afternoon, the whole one to three classes were kite competitions. Before the kite competition, we were all in low spirits. But as soon as we got to the playground, we all cheered up, fought for victory, fought for reputation... The first one was the second grade. There were ten waves in the first grade of the second grade, and there were seven people in each wave. The fourth grade also has ten waves per ***, with seven people in each wave. By sixth grade it was much more.
In our grade, there are some with colorful stripes, some with black stripes, some with fish with black stripes, some with fish with yellow stripes, Barbie dolls, goldfish, bats... I can't even explain it. The bat kite is hovering in the sky, like a real big bat in the night, catching food. The big goldfish kite was swimming in the air, as if the sky was not the sky but its home...
It was very lively in our kite competition. I long for excellent composition 4
I long for me to be a fish and can swim freely in the sea.
I long to be a bird and fly freely in the sky.
I long to be a tree that can grow freely on land.
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The reason why I long for freedom is because I have grown up now and no longer need my mother’s careful care. But now my life is still prepared by my mother. No matter what, it's the same.
I think my mother’s discipline is too strict. Even if I want to make a phone call, I have to ask her.
My mother especially doesn’t let me call my male classmates, and sometimes even my female classmates won’t. One time, a male classmate called me. I went to answer it, but as soon as I picked up the phone, even though I said something, she asked who was calling. I said, "It's my classmate." I immediately asked: "Is it a male classmate or a female classmate." I hesitated for a while and said, "It's a male classmate." She said nothing. I knew I was about to face a lesson from my mother. By the time I finished talking on the phone, my mother was scolding me like hell. Made me cry.
I hope my mother’s discipline can be relaxed. Mom, I know you are doing it for my own good, but you can’t talk to my classmates on the phone. This will make the friendship between me and my classmates disappear, and it will make me lose my happiness. companion. I feel no freedom, like sitting in a "prison" so lonely, I almost feel no sense of happiness. It would also change my personality.
Mom, I long for freedom and happiness. I don't want to be the bird in your cage. I long for excellent composition 5
A bird is imprisoned in a cage, it longs to soar under the blue sky, a tiger is bound by a chain, it longs to run on the grass, a wolf dog is chained, it longs to be on the flat ground Hunting, I long for freedom, long for unrestrained, long for the pleasure of opening my heart!
I long for freedom!
I long for hysterical indulgence!
What is freedom. Without justice, freedom is violence. Without fairness, freedom is indulgence. Without humanity, freedom is evil.
Under the huge pressure of today’s society, many people are overwhelmed and want to relax, but life does not give them the opportunity, resulting in many people in society suffering from depression. My friend, what a sad thing! It’s all because they don’t relax well in life and give themselves freedom of mind. There are many cases in life: 1. Children in rural China have cheerful personalities, while children in cities are introverted and don’t like to talk. I heard that there is a family where the parents They both had to go to work, and there was no one to look after their 5-year-old child, so they had to lock the door and lock the child at home. It was fine for a few days, but after three weeks, the child gradually stopped talking and ignored his parents when they called him. After going to the hospital for a checkup, I found out that he was suffering from depression. He was only five years old! He suffers from depression and has no friends who don't like to talk. It's sad because his parents "imprisoned" him in the house!
Everyone longs for freedom, but can you break through the siege?
I long for freedom! I long for excellent composition 6
I know that pink childhood is very beautiful, and the feeling of growing up may be as sour as green strawberries, but the golden future fascinates me even more, so I am eager to grow up. I also have my own reasons for this.
One weekend, when I came back from a Chinese painting class, I found that my school uniform had not been washed, so I decided to wash it myself. I just put it in the basin and poured it out. I put some washing powder into the basin and started scrubbing the clothes vigorously with my hands, even using my strength to suck milk. At this time, my mother came back from outside. She saw me washing clothes. I thought my mother would praise me, but my mother said to me: "You are still young and you don't need to wash clothes." I was very angry at the time and thought for a while. Go ask your mother, why can't the child wash clothes? My mother told me: "You are still young now, and your hands don't have much strength to wash the clothes. You can do it when you grow up." I was speechless after listening to my mother's words.
I remember another time, my mother was off duty, but after receiving a call from the work unit, she said she needed to go to the work unit. At that time, my mother and I were the only ones at home, and I could see that my mother was a little hesitant. I knew what my mother was thinking, so I said to her, "Don't worry! I can do it at home." But my mother was still worried. After "thinking for a long time," she finally decided to send me to my aunt's house. Why! Maybe I am still a child who has not grown up in my mother's heart!
Since then, I have been eager to grow up and not let my mother worry about me; I really want to shout loudly and let everyone in the world know that I am eager to grow up! I long for excellent composition 7
I really want to take a train.
I once saw a tall and beautiful train on a drawing, and I fell in love with it at first sight. Its appearance was unique, and it was made up of several trains of carriages that stretched into a long train, so I really wanted to see it. If I could go up and sit there, I would be really happy.
Until one day, my mother said that she wanted to take me out of town to play, and I could go by train. My heart is like a peach blossom scattering the beauty in the world.
What surprised us the most was that there was one picture next to our car in carriage No. 1, and another in carriage No. 8, one at the end and the other at the end. Since I am timid, my mother naturally doesn't trust me, so she stays with me while I sit and she stands. I saw my mother was so tired that she was sweating profusely. After dozens of stops, someone got off the bus and she could sit down. But before my mother sat down for long, we arrived at our destination.
Today’s science and technology are really advanced. The speed of the train is 300 kilometers per hour. It took us 3 hours to arrive in Anhui from Shaoxing, but it took 7 hours for the car to arrive. So I have to study hard to create more scientific inventions. I long for excellent composition 8
When I was ignorant, I wanted to be a happy bird, because the bird can fly freely in the sky. When I grow up, I also have ideals. I don’t want to be a little bird that never grows up. But now, how much I want to be a carefree bird!
"You are not young anymore. You will graduate next year and you are still playing here. Go do your homework." Whenever my mother said this, I would do my homework helplessly. Sitting at the table writing a mountain of homework. Sometimes I really can’t figure it out, what happened to the graduating class? Then can’t the graduating class students play? Can't have your own freedom? Can't have your own ideas? Isn't it good to rely on one's own abilities? Why do we have to study to death? Even if you learn it, what's the use if you can't stand it? It’s better to waste it!
Through the blue window, the bird flew freely in the sky again. "Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp..." I no longer had the intention to do my homework. I threw myself in front of the window and looked at the bird in the sky. I fantasized about becoming a free bird, getting rid of my homework and flying in the sky. Flying, flying... "What are you doing? Do you still have time to be dazed?"
"A gunshot broke my imagination." My mother looked at me with a scary look, "I Being imprisoned in a cage again...
I want to be free! I want to be a bird! I long for excellent composition 9
I want to fly. I long to have a pair of wings and soar in the blue sky like an eagle. I long to sing in the clear blue sky. I long to glide on the vast sea. I long to travel through steep and steep ravines. I long to fly in the sky. The old trees absorb the fragrance of dew.
I long to fly and appreciate the majesty of nature. I want to climb to the top of Mount Everest and enjoy the unobstructed view of the whole world. . I want to fly to the Nile River to touch the uneven scars on the Sphinx's nose; to fly to the Louvre Museum to read the mysterious smile on the corner of Mona Lisa's mouth; to fly to the village of Alympia. , to see the perfect combination of power and beauty in the Olympic Games, to admire the crystallization of the wisdom and sweat of the Chinese nation.
I. I want to fly away from my parents' hands. I want to use practical actions to shout my existence to the world. When I grow up, I will bravely face the storm, because I firmly believe that after the storm, there will be a rainbow. Me, when difficulties are pouring down like landslides, I will use my perseverance to carry the blows that are as dense as raindrops. When difficulties are standing in front of me like a rock, blocking my progress, I will hold my head high and step on escape and abandonment. Under the feet. Adults must use their precious youth to climb the ladder of success. I long for excellent composition 10. What do you look forward to most?
My father is a soldier. He rarely goes home and spends most of his time in the army. It can be said that he is the stranger I am most familiar with.
But I have to say that my father is very good to me. He always tries his best to satisfy me with what I hope for and gives it to me without any reluctance. But who knows, what I look forward to most is his smiling face, his company...
My father doesn’t like to laugh, and always gives people a serious and unapproachable feeling. Sometimes I sit next to him , it felt like two strangers sitting together. But, I know that in the most dangerous situation, he will be the first to protect me.
I remember that my increasingly close relationship with my father began when we participated in the National Day camping activity.
Camping involves climbing mountains, and the mountain roads are extremely difficult for me. My father has always been protective by my side, holding me with his warm and strong hands, fearing that I would fall, and encouraging me, saying: "Hold on, we are almost there!" He has always been protective by my side, and my love for my father has always been In my heart...
Although the time I spent with him was very short, and he rarely accompanied me, every time I got along with my father for a short period of time, I could feel strongly: Dad’s love is like As deep as the sea, as boundless as the sky...
Slowly, I gradually accepted my father - he has selfless love for me, but he is not good at talking and doesn't like to laugh. I understand that this is his profession. The unique "style" that my father has due to his specialness...
And no matter what, I still look forward to my father coming home and looking forward to his company... because I love my father. I long for excellent essay 11
Everyone has a desire, children in mountain villages long to study, poor families long to make a lot of money immediately, and children in the city long to not have to study. However, I long for success so that I can taste it. The fruits brought by success are so sweet. Whenever I see other students holding the fruits watered by their own sweat, I feel very ashamed, because from the first grade to the fifth grade, success makes me happy. Very few things happened. I long for excellent composition 12
Growing up? This name seemed very familiar and yet strange at the same time. I couldn’t react for a moment and stared blankly at my mother’s smile. How could this once distant name be obtained in an instant?
Although I know that pink childhood is beautiful, and the feeling of growing up is as sour as green strawberries, but the golden future fascinates me even more. I am eager to grow up, create my golden world with my own hands, and carefully Decorate, decorate with care, and take care of it with care. Everything in the future will become so novel. Even if there is a storm, there will still be the beauty of a rainbow. Letting go, so free, the feeling of growing up is like the sweetness of ice cream, so I am eager to grow up.
They say that everyone will get the happiness they deserve when they are lost, because that is God’s blessing to everyone, but why do they get scolding and nagging when they are lost? ? I don't understand, and I don't know what is going on. Looking at the sky, I can see the stars twinkling, as if they all understand my mood at this time, maybe.
I will still take the initiative to help my parents with housework, but not for the promise of growing up. I no longer selfishly refuse to help other students for the sake of my own studies, and finally understand that helping others is also a joy. I usually actively help teachers complete class work; I won’t make any noise about growing up, but know that I can finally share the troubles with my parents. One day, my mother smiled happily: My child, you have grown up.
I long to grow up, not just for freedom, but also for a self-reliant me. I long for excellent composition 13
Everyone longs for freedom, and I am no exception. Every day I fantasize about freedom. I imagine that I am running on the endless grass and no one will disturb me. Only animals are my good partners. When I was bored, I lay on my back on the grass and looked at the endless blue sky, feeling extremely comfortable. But it's all just fantasy.
Whenever I watch TV with gusto, my mother will suddenly stop, turn off the TV, and criticize me for not finishing my homework. Even if I finish my homework, my mother will yell, "I'm done." Can’t you read English for homework?” I had no choice but to walk into my room and start reading English.
Whenever I come home from school and just go to play ball with the children downstairs, my mother sternly shouts: "Lu Kexin, you haven't finished reading your reading book yet! Go and read it quickly." "I couldn't help but shudder. I picked up the book and felt that it weighed a thousand pounds and I couldn't breathe. My mother also made "three rules" for me: 1. I can't watch TV for more than one hour. 2. You can only play computer games on Saturdays and Sundays, and you can only play for 40 minutes after finishing writing your blog post. 3. After school, you must read three excellent essays before you can play for half an hour. It tied me tightly in the pile of books, and I was not free at all. I was really like a bird trapped in a cage.
Ah! I really long for freedom! I long for one day to fly out of the cage and become a happy bird. I long for the time when I can roam freely under the blue sky and white clouds, and I long for the day when I can fly freely in the beautiful sky without any worries. I long for excellent essay 14
Nowadays, many people’s dream is to be a lawyer, because lawyer is the greatest profession, but my dream is to be a mountain teacher, because it is the greatest profession.
I once saw such a true and touching news in the newspaper: In a small village in the mountains, a major earthquake occurred. This major earthquake destroyed all the houses. , the search and rescue team came to the ruins of a primary school. They heard a cry of "help" and hurried to the place where the sound came from. They moved the stones away and found a little girl. The little girl was still alive. The search and rescue team members They were so happy that they found another living life, but the little girl cried. She said: "Teacher...she...she tried to save me...she..." The search and rescue team seemed to understand something and moved again. After digging some rocks, a female teacher was found, but the search and rescue team members shed tears. The female teacher sacrificed herself to protect her students.
Ever since I saw this news, the dream of becoming a mountain teacher has taken root in my heart. After I become a mountain teacher, I will teach all the knowledge to the local children and let them know The principles of life, teach them what is true, good, and beautiful, and make them proud of being Chinese. I will also protect them from harm, let them love reading, love learning, and become pillars when they grow up. Be a useful person to society and the motherland. When their test scores are not good, I will comfort them and cheer them up...
Although it is very tiring to be a teacher in the mountainous area, when I see the students' eyes full of curiosity, I feel how valuable the profession of teachers is. sacred! I long for excellent composition 15
Some people long for care, some long for a remote control car, and some long for a computer of their own... But I long for the understanding of my parents.
Some people may ask: "Why do you long for the understanding of your parents? Don't your parents love you and love you?" My answer is: "My parents are very good and very caring. Me. But sometimes they only care about their own opinions and don’t understand my thoughts. If you don’t believe it, just look at the following things!”
Take ordinary times, you all. What time do you go to bed? Some say nine o'clock, and some say nine-thirty, but I usually go to bed at eight-thirty, and sometimes I have to go to bed early. This is my parents' request. Who dares not to listen! But there are policies from above and countermeasures from below. Because I couldn't sleep, I hid under the quilt and read secretly. The feeling was so uncomfortable that sometimes I fell asleep while reading. If my parents can understand and consider me, I can read books comfortably.
Another time, I was reading a book online. Just when I was watching with excitement, the computer screen suddenly went black. I was shocked. It turned out that my father had unplugged the computer. He said angrily, "Go and do your homework." From the unarguable look in his eyes, I knew that any further argument would be a torrent of punches and kicks. I simply ignored him and turned around and entered my room.
Why don’t my parents understand me so much? All day long, I was told to do my homework and do my homework. Can't I have some ideas of my own? well! How sad and pitiful I am! ! I really long for my parents’ understanding!