Composition on the topic of tears 1
What do tears represent? This question stumped me at once, and I was puzzled. Is that rain a tear in heaven? Why can the tears of heaven moisten everything? I just looked at the continuous autumn rain outside the window, and somehow I thought of tears.
I picked up my schoolbag and walked home silently with an umbrella in my hand. "Tears of Heaven" splashed on the road surface washed like a mirror by rain, like utpala after another, and the sound of "Ding Dong" was particularly beautiful. But my heart is heavy: what do tears represent?
When I got home, I vaguely heard my mother's joyful voice. When I opened the bedroom door, I saw my mother's radiant face and something flashing in her eyes. Suddenly, it dawned on me: Oh, tears represent joy. But I always feel incomplete and my doubts have not disappeared.
I went to my cousin's house on the weekend, and when I was alone with my cousin, I brought up this topic again. Unexpectedly, my cousin said categorically: "Tears represent cowardice!" I was shocked, my cousin answered so simply! Seeing that I didn't understand, my cousin patiently explained, "Look, those people with fragile hearts cry when others say a few ugly words! Aren't those who are timid and afraid of pain and suffering all like this? " I didn't ask again, because I already understood everything in my heart.
Tears represent cowardice! This sentence seems to have taken root in my mind and won't go away. Therefore, from now on, as long as I see my classmates and friends sitting on the ground crying, I will leave coldly; Those "crying children" friends, I left them in disgust. I didn't really know "tears" until something happened.
"Zhang Hanyin, a classmate in our class, left us forever because of drowning in the summer vacation. Please adjust your mentality ... "In the classroom, the teacher's voice sounded clearly, sending out a circle of empty echoes in the silent classroom. A century has passed and I don't know who started it. The first is the "squeak" sound, as subtle as a mosquito. But the next second, the whole class sounded a sad cry, which was the sadness from the heart of the students, as if from heaven. I tried to hold back my tears, but I closed my eyes and my sleeves were wet.
I finally know the true meaning of tears.
When people are born, they are all kind at heart, just like "at the beginning of life, nature is good" by Saint Amethyst. Can grow up slowly, the darkness in society is like a ray of poison, eroding our hearts, making our hearts no longer pure and discerning. And tears are the only crystallization of purity and light in our hearts-that is the most beautiful feeling of human beings.
Composition 2 on the topic of tears
They all say that my father loves mountains, but I say that my father loves water. Sometimes, father's love is like a tall mountain, which will make you feel safe, but some things are like streams, which give you tenderness like water. It is said that fatherly love is severe, but I say fatherly love is severe with good intentions, and I have different understandings of fatherly love.
I remember that autumn, I was still in preschool, and I made an appointment with several companions to play in the playground. The playground is spacious, but there are few things to play with. There is only one pillar on the playground, which is made up of several sticks. That pillar is about 6-7. How tall are you? So I said to my companion, "Do you dare to go up?" The companions didn't say anything, because they all knew the danger and dared not go up. I was stupid at that time, regardless of the danger. I climbed to the top without saying anything. Looking down, I suddenly felt a sense of fear and my legs were soft. I thought, "Let's go down." So I climbed down. At that time, when I came down, I accidentally slipped and slammed a sound card on a stone. "ouch!" I cried. I hurt my right leg. I think it may be a fracture. I can't even walk. At that time, I cried with pain. It was my companion who sent me home carefully.
When I got home, my father had to work the night shift and still slept at home. I cried and said to my father, "Dad, I fell off the post and my foot seems to be broken." My father didn't say anything, just put on his clothes, put me on his back, rode a ride and went to the hospital. I was so angry that my father didn't even say hello. However, on the way, my father asked me, "Does it hurt?" When I heard that, my heart was shocked. Although I was a little cold when I asked, I could hear that he cared about me. So, I faltered and said, "It still hurts." At the moment I met my father, I found that he was old from his kind and anxious face. My tears swirled in my eyes, and I held back my tears. I'm afraid my father will be more sad when he sees it. I'm afraid my father will cry when he sees it.
Composition 3 on the topic of tears
Every one of us has tears, sometimes it hurts to cry, sometimes it hurts to fail in the exam, sometimes it hurts to cry, and sometimes it hurts to regret doing something wrong, but this time it was the mother who didn't like crying who was moved to tears on Mother's Day. From small to large, my mother has been meticulous to me, but I have never done anything for my mother. The teacher said that we should do something meaningful for our mother on Mother's Day.
I decided to buy a pair of earrings for my mother with my pocket money. Although these earrings are not as valuable as real money, I chose them carefully because love comes from my heart. I decorated the small box and wrote a blessing card, which read: Happy Mother's Day to Mom! Young and beautiful, work smoothly! After receiving the gift, mother smiled and said, "Good son, grown up!" " "At that time, my mother's eyes were glistening with tears, and she was moved by my blessings and my gifts. She held the greeting card tightly in her hand, and two lines of moved tears flowed down from her eyes. This is the first time in my life that I have seen my mother cry. " Mom, what happened to you? "Mom suddenly looked up." Nothing, I just yawned. "You can't cry when you yawn, I'm thinking. Mom didn't say anything. I threw myself into my mother's arms and burst into tears. " Mom, I have grown up. I will study hard and learn to stand on my own feet. I'll make you feel more at ease. "Mom stroked my head:" Mom believes you are the best, thank you! " "
We will grow up, our parents will get old and leave us one day. We should honor our parents, learn to be grateful, and be grateful to all those who help us. This is what I learned from my mother's tears.
Composition 4 on the topic of tears
As the saying goes, "men don't flick when they have tears", but I am a little boy who loves to cry. When others bully me, I will shed tears of weakness; When my parents misunderstand me, I will shed tears of injustice; When I receive an unexpected surprise, I will shed tears of happiness. ...
Once, I stood in line to speak, and the teacher found me and asked me to stay after school. Seeing other students leave, my nose is sour and my eyes are hot. My mother is here. I can't stand it any longer. I cried at once, and my tears fell like broken beads. Teachers and mothers saw me crying so sadly, and they forgave me when they knew that I had repented. Since then, I have never made such a mistake.
Last year, during the National Day military parade, when I saw the honor guard of the Chinese People's Liberation Army passing through Tiananmen Square in an orderly manner, I thought: How many pairs of kicked boots and how much hard work there are behind such a neat team! Thought of here, my eyes welled up with moving tears.
At the 20th Olympic Games, whenever the Olympic athletes made gratifying achievements, China's five-star red flag was always accompanied by the resounding national anthem "Ran Ran" Ran Ran. I felt so proud and proud that I couldn't help shedding tears of excitement.
Every tear is an episode in my life, and I grow up sensible day by day in tears.
Composition 5 on the topic of tears
The road of life is full of hardships, which will make people's emotions diversified. Tears taste the same, not only salty, but also sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. Of course, these smells will appear in appropriate occasions. Let me talk about my personal views and opinions on these four kinds of tears.
Sour tears:
Such sad tears only appear on sad occasions. The most appropriate occasion is when you are wronged by your teacher or parents. I feel it myself. Once, my sister came to my house to play, and I was doing my homework. My little sister came over and asked me to play with her. I said to her, "while playing, my brother is doing his homework!" " "My voice down, she began to cry loudly. When my mother heard the voice, she said I bullied the little one and insisted that I apologize. I thought to myself: I didn't make a mistake. Why should I say I'm sorry? But then I apologized. In fact, I'm just a dumb person who eats Rhizoma Coptidis-I can't tell you what's bitter!
Sweet tears:
Sweet tears are sweet because they are made with excitement. Once, I got good grades in the interest class. I am very happy. Although I didn't shed tears, I was very happy.
Bitter tears:
Speaking of bitter tears, I really have a deep understanding. Not long ago, my great-grandmother passed away. When I was in mourning, my tears somehow fell like broken beads. Perhaps, out of sadness, I walked out of Qian Qiu Hall reluctantly.
Spicy tears:
I haven't tasted such tears yet. But, I know, these tears must be uncomfortable. Since it is an unpleasant tear, I won't taste it!
On the road of life, tears are essential, sour tears: it is to make you dumb to eat coptis-it is too bitter to say; Sweet tears: it makes you feel extremely excited; Bitter tears: let you learn to be strong when you accept pain; Spicy tears: it is to make you understand a meaningful life truth after doing something wrong. Four kinds of tears, four kinds of feelings and four kinds of truth make you understand the value of life.
Composition 6 on the topic of tears
Everyone's life has ups and downs of tears. Do not believe, come and experience it today!
Sour tears
I remember when I was in fourth grade, my math book suddenly disappeared. I searched the whole house, but I still couldn't find it, so I took a math textbook and put it in my schoolbag. In the math class the next morning, Teacher Zhu said to me sternly, "Why didn't you bring your math book?" "I can't find it," I said timidly I thought to myself: Maybe my deskmate stole it again, or I just bought a pen a few days ago. My pen disappeared after school. The next day, a pen exactly like mine appeared in her pencil box. This kind of thing has happened many times, and I have to doubt her, but at this time I am really dumb to eat coptis chinensis-I can't say how bitter it is! I can't help crying.
Sweet tears
I remember last year, my calligraphy works won the third prize of "Everyday Grand Canal" held in Jiangsu Province. When the teacher gave me the certificate, I shed tears, because my efforts from the second grade to now have not been in vain.
Bitter tears
After our cat was sent away, I couldn't help crying because the kitten had been with me for 9 months. Until now, I still remember the cute figure of the kitten. The kitten goes upstairs to play every day. Very delicious. Its belly is like a bottomless pit. It eats fish food and eats it. The title of greedy cat is really worthy of the name!
Bitter tears
When I was in the fourth grade, I accidentally drew some messy things on my good friend Tang's book. After returning the book, I was ashamed. I really want to dig a hole and get in. How could I do this to my best friend? I shed tears of regret.
How's it going? Now, you know that tears also have many flavors!
Composition on the topic of tears 7
Tears belong to all of us. We all shed them. Do you know what your tears taste like? I tell you, if you feel it with your heart, tears are sweet, bitter, sour and spicy.
I used to shed bitter tears. In the third grade, my deskmate always bullied me, stole my lead, dropped my pen and hit me. I am in great pain. I think I didn't provoke him. Why did you do this to me? At this moment, I can't tell the teacher, because the teacher will say such a small thing and handle it by himself, so I shed tears and tears flow to my lips.
In the streets, people are wearing red cotton-padded jackets and eating delicious food. Only one person was barefoot, wearing an ugly and tattered vest. He walked on the road, stepping on the cold snow and holding the harmonica. Yes, I don't want to guess. He is a beggar. He played the beautiful harmonica all the way, holding a rotten basin in one hand. I didn't expect those people in the street to be indifferent and didn't even look at him. I really want to give him some money at this time, but I have no money on me. Suddenly, I saw a tear flow from his eyes. I think his tears must be sour.
Everyone's tears are different.
Composition on the topic of tears 8
Tears are not precious because everyone can release them at will. Tears are worthless because they are just a drop of water. Tears are not taken seriously, because it is just an "ant" that comes and goes without a trace. They are so small, tears don't matter, because they represent sadness and injustice, because they only crack their mouths and laugh when they are happy.
But today's tears are different. They are so precious that I want to keep them in a box. They are so valuable that no matter how much gold and silver are hard to buy, they seem to be valued by people and can't compare with their wealth and great achievements.
That's because at noon, my mother scolded me for not eating eggs and reading books in the morning, just thinking about playing. She told me angrily, "If I don't have breakfast in the morning, I will get stomach trouble. How many times have I told you? When did you listen? You are in charge of me now, and I will see what you do when I get stomach trouble. "
For this reason, I shed tears, not sad tears, not wronged tears, not desperate tears, but happy tears, happy tears, happy tears. Because I know it's just my mother's angry words, and she still cares about me, cares about me and hurts me.
Therefore, I am not angry, because this is love, my mother's strict love for me, my mother's selfless love for me, and my mother's long-term love for me.
At that moment, I felt like a bird surrounded by happiness. At that moment, I felt that no matter how long the Yangtze River was and how deep the sea was, love could not beat it. At that moment, I felt that no matter how high the sky was and how thick the ground was, it was hard to stop my mother's love March!
Composition on the topic of tears 9
In my six years of primary school life, I have had happiness, sadness and tears ... In these experiences, there are several things that make people cry, because I have tasted the "taste" of tears many times.
It was a Chinese class in grade one. The Chinese teacher asked a classmate to answer a difficult question. The classmate stood up and thought for a long time before giving an answer. Everyone burst into laughter. The answer is wrong. A classmate behind me also cried, "Hey, how silly!" "When the teacher heard this sentence, he immediately glanced at the class with a frown. Finally, he put his eyes on me and pointed at me and said, "You stand up for me. What others say is wrong, that is, it is wrong. Why do you want to scold others? " I feel a little puzzled: "I didn't! """You're still talking ..." The teacher roared. After listening to the teacher's words, I immediately shed tears of injustice, and that "taste" was sour.
After class, the teacher called me to her office and said to me, "It is normal for people to answer wrong questions. Why did you scold him? " "Not me, someone else!" I quickly argued. But the teacher didn't want to believe me and continued to scold me. My disappointed tears fell down again, and the "taste" of these tears became irritable because of anger.
Just as I started to shed angry tears, the door opened and several classmates came in. They said they could prove that I didn't scold that classmate, but someone else did. I immediately felt a warm current in my heart, and my tears immediately turned into "taste" and became sweet.
Tears are salty, but the "taste" inside is different. It is precisely because of this "different taste" tears that I firmly remember the ups and downs of six years of primary school life.
During the break after the final exam, I am very nervous. I am eager to get a hundred points.
Finally, it's time to hand out papers. I came to school with a nervous mood. The Chinese teacher came into the classroom with a bag of prizes and began to announce the exam results: "1 person, 100, he is Gao Shijie." Ah! Not me, "95 points is-Chen Guanyu ..." Finally, it's me. I walked slowly onto the stage, waiting for talent to issue me a certificate. When I stood in front of the whole class, I was both happy and proud, as if a pair of successful wings were waving to me.
I got off the stage, and the teacher continued to comment on English and math: those who scored above 95 in math and English were: "Lu Yongyi, Chen Guanyu ..." I stepped onto the stage again, and I was happier. My classmates all envy me, and my teacher gave me a certificate, one of which is the certificate of "exam star". I went back to my seat. At this moment, the school bell rang and we were all dismissed. On the way home, I shed a bunch of tears, all of which are happy tears.
I also shed many happy tears, but this time is the most unforgettable!
Composition ten on the topic of tears
Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day. My sister, my father, my mother, my grandmother's uncle and many others went to visit my dead grandfather.
I am holding a bunch of flowers. I slowly put this beautiful bunch of flowers on grandpa's grave. I also poured grandpa three drinks and three glasses of wine. When grandma put all the food away, we began to go to church and make my wish.
Grandma came to worship first. She knelt down sadly, her eyes were red, her hands were slowly closed, and a drop of beautiful tears like beads slowly flowed down, and a drop of tears quickly fell to the ground, then the second drop, the third drop and the fourth drop ... Grandma's tears fell one after another. I can see from her expression that she wants to stop crying, but she really can't stop. There is no way but to express her inner sadness with tears.
Seeing grandma so sad, my sister and I are getting sad. My uncle's and mother's eyes were red, and crystal tears swirled in their eyes, but I still didn't have the courage to shed them. My sister and I were not idle, so we came to comfort them.
If no one knows what I did in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I can't wait to have a good cry at home to spend this sad Tomb-Sweeping Day.
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