No matter in school or in society, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. Through composition, we can gather scattered thoughts together. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following are the flowering compositions collected by Bian Xiao for reference only. Let's have a look.
Blooming composition 600 words 1
A fragrance in my heart quietly blooms unconsciously. I look forward to its bloom, which can decorate the spring in my heart. The memory of time flies, and the warm past is wrapped in running water. Looking forward to, looking forward to everyone's heart, there is always a fragrance, the one in the heart, waiting to open.
After a few days of heavy rain, the sky became gloomy, and only the muffled sound of rain hitting the window was heard, and the mid-term exam was coming. I am still a little nervous, but I am full of expectations. The failure of the first exam hit me hard, and the haze lingered in my heart. Once upon a time, I walked aimlessly in the street every day. It was dark in front of me, like a lost boat, rippling on the endless sea until it began to rain, and I walked along a deserted path with no end in sight. Willow branches swaying, looking so weak and haggard. The dim street lamp shines on the small
On the way, the grass on the roadside bowed its head. The moonlight under the canopy screen is scattered, and everything under the shadow of the tree is shadowy, ready to dodge. Occasionally, a touch of purple comes into view. Although it rains heavily, its Ye Er is bright green, which is very eye-catching. I stepped up and took a closer look. I saw a bud struggling tenaciously in the heavy rain. It tried its best and blossomed bit by bit. Really looking forward to its blooming! Unconsciously, it blooms quietly, quietly and quietly, and the petals are stained with light rain, such as a girl's initial makeup, fresh and refined. There was a sudden surge of strength in my heart, didn't I?
In fact, we are like this flower, and we always have to experience something. The terrible thing is not that we have experienced it, but that we are devastated after it. It is also like a flower and a person. The life of a flower, when it blooms, when it withers. Flowers bloom for a certain time, but they are not sad because of falling flowers. Instead, they bloom hard, wither and wait for the spring of next year, and then bloom again, which is another beautiful scenery. Relieved, the long-lost light reappeared in front of me, and my steps became lighter. I smiled and went home with great expectation.
Another rainy day, walking in the street, everything is full of vitality at this time. On the familiar path, a touch of purples blooms, like a phoenix reborn from the fire and a woman's smile. After a long time, it finally bloomed, so beautiful, so beautiful, immersed in the world of flowers, unable to extricate themselves.
A fragrance in my heart quietly blooms unconsciously. I look forward to its bloom, which can decorate the spring in my heart.
When a touch of purples blooms, the memory is full and the fragrance lingers.
Life is like a wild flower, petite and weak, and danger is like a sword everywhere, which inadvertently threatens our precious life.
As night fell, the sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds, and it rained cats and dogs, and the rumble of thunder rolled in. Because my parents went to work, I was alone at home, and the rain as big as peas fell on the windowsill, which woke me up as soon as I fell asleep. At this moment, suddenly there was a burst of "er, er, ouch!" " I was surprised. Did Zhang next door catch a cold? Oh, I pushed the door and came to Zhang's house. Zhang's wife is dead and his daughter is away on business. Nobody cares about him these days! This really worries me. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of the medicine jar on the bedside table. I looked out of the window, and it was still raining cats and dogs. My uncle's painful expression appeared in front of my eyes. I hit a big umbrella, turned into heavy rain and ran in the rain.
Finally, I came to the pharmacy. I picked up the empty bottle in the pharmacy "drug sales office" and asked the clerk to give me a can of the same medicine. The clerk's strange eyes and actions always make me feel strange. After I got the medicine, I ran to my uncle's house. I just opened the lid and found that something was wrong with this bottle of medicine. At this time, my uncle gasped and said to me, "I remember it as paste." Why is this bottle a liquid? " . Suddenly, familiar footsteps came from downstairs, which seemed to be my father's voice. I opened the door and ran downstairs to tell my father about it.
Dad immediately said to me, "this is overdue!" The boss must have seen you since he was a child, so he took the opportunity to recall the strange behavior of the clerk just now. I think so, too, damn bad traders! But do you want to drink this bottle of medicine or not? Suddenly, dad found the same medicine from the old man and fed it to the uncle. Seeing that the old man showed signs of improvement, my father took the opportunity to educate me: "Xiao Han, when buying medicine in the future, you must look at the date of production." Buying expired drugs will have side effects and many adverse reactions, endangering people's lives. " I can't help but sigh: "a small pill has such serious harm." "Food is the first priority for the people, and safety is the first priority, which is probably the meaning of this sentence. I opened the window, the rain stopped and the moon shone on the ground.
Only by staying away from danger can we grow up healthily. Let's join hands to be small guards of food and drug safety, and jointly create a safe, hygienic and quality life, so that "flower of life" will bloom and life will be more splendid.
Zhanfang composition 600 words 3
In the cold winter, politeness seems to be frozen. Only those who work hard for their dreams work in the cold wind.
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Every time I pass the baked sweet potato stall, the sweet and warm breath surrounds me, which makes me feel less cold. I have never bought baked sweet potatoes, but I also sincerely thank the people who sell baked sweet potatoes for bringing me warmth in the cold winter.
I don't know when I started to notice the woman selling baked sweet potatoes. She wore a thick cotton-padded coat and a white apron. She smiled at every customer who came to buy sweet potatoes, as if thinking of something happy. When I first saw her smile, I was a little shocked. In order to make a living, she braved the cold wind to do business in the street and still smiled so brightly. What is this for? Dream?
That day, I passed her booth and saw that familiar smile again. Her smile warmed my heart with the heat in the iron bucket, just like the warmth in a cold winter? , dispelled the cold. Perhaps this warm smile touched me and made me go forward to meet that smiling face. I said, "Give me two baked sweet potatoes!" "The woman picked two for me and said," I hope these two baked sweet potatoes can bring you warmth! " "Say that finish, she smiled more brightly at me. Only to find that her eyes are so clear. I said thank you softly, and she nodded, her face full of happiness and satisfaction.
I can't help asking, "Why do you want to sell baked sweet potatoes in the street in such a cold day?" "In order to make a living. And-"she smiled thoughtfully," my dream. I have always wanted to bring warmth to everyone. At first, my strength was meager. Selling baked sweet potatoes on the street can also bring warmth to people in winter. " Her words shocked me. I really didn't expect an ordinary worker to have such a dream. She walks with her dreams every day.
Perhaps, many people think that street food stalls are dirty and should not appear. Maybe so, but they also bring warmth to people. They work hard for their dreams by their own efforts. Dreams and jobs are not dirty. Some people who are tired and hungry after a day's work can get warmth and satisfaction from them and continue to work. They are really at the bottom, but they also have dreams. Without their efforts, all this will stop. Maybe we should thank them. They bring warmth to many people and dispel the cold in winter.
They silently give people warmth, work silently and walk silently with their dreams.
Bloom composition 600 words 4
Behind all the brilliant flowers, there is unknown pain.
Plum blossom is a flower that blooms in the cold wind of Leng Xue. Compared with gorgeous flowers, plum blossoms are inferior to many other flowers. But "a few plums in a corner, ling2 han2 blooms alone"-in the ice and snow, the cold has tempered its perseverance and indomitable spirit, and while standing proudly in the snow, it has also been endowed with elegant fragrance. And this fragrance is more intense after the baptism of snow. The colder the weather, the more fragrant it is. "Plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" symbolizes its unyielding character.
This strong and unyielding character is also reflected in historical celebrities at all times and all over the world.
When it comes to "glow after pain", the first thing I think of is Helen? Keller. She was not a lucky person by nature. A serious illness deprived her of her sight and hearing. This is undoubtedly a heavy blow to a little girl. But even though her life was covered with such heavy snow, she didn't give up on herself, broke through the difficulties a little bit, became a writer admired by the world with amazing perseverance, and was selected as one of the "Top Ten Idols of the 20th Century in America" by 1965. The biggest revelation she left to people is that if you bravely accept the challenges of life, you can win the light of life. I can't imagine what hardships she went through to become so mature, intellectual, beautiful and charming, just like plum blossom, which exudes its own brilliance and fragrance after suffering from bitter cold.
I also found the same tenacity in Wang Xizhi, a great calligrapher in Jin Dynasty. Wang Xizhi is known as a "sage of calligraphy", and his Preface to Lanting is a masterpiece in the history of calligraphy in China, and is known as "the best running script in the world". And how is this exquisite calligraphy art honed? Wang Xizhi practiced calligraphy since he was a child. In order to practice his handwriting, he will write at home for a long time every day. After practicing calligraphy, he will wash in the pond in front of his house with a brush. Over time, that pool of clear water became a pool of ink. Wang Mian, a scholar in Yuan Dynasty, took this as an allusion and left a well-known poem "Mo Mei": "There are trees beside the West Wild Goose Lake in my home, and flowers bloom and fall. Don't boast of lewdness, just leave a breath and do it all. "
In fact, pain and bloom are like a pair of twin brothers, hand in hand and dependent on each other. How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Understand this truth, then, if you don't give up, have confidence and become more frustrated and brave, one day you will surely bloom your own glory.
Zhanfang composition 600 words 5
It is known that cold food is used as a mausoleum, and pear blossoms are everywhere. -inscription
There is an old pear tree in front of grandma's house, which is long against the wall, with rough dark brown branches and strong extension. In the dense sunshine, there are always large and small spots under the tree.
At the instigation of my parents and matchmaker, my grandmother married my grandfather. From an early age, I felt that my grandparents didn't love each other-my grandmother cooked for my grandfather, and he just ate quietly without saying a word; Grandma changed into the new clothes bought by her mother, and grandpa just nodded slightly, and the dull feeling was beyond words.
Pear trees were also planted when they got married. Decades later, it flourished. When I went to see my grandparents, I happened to catch the pear trees in bloom. White pears were crawling on the branches in clusters, which was really beautiful. Grandma said that although pear blossoms are beautiful, they only bloom for one week. I don't care: it's enough to look good, but what do you want after a long time? It was early spring, and it was a little warmer. It is still windy in the north. My grandmother and I are sitting in the house, talking about my grandfather. My grandmother smiled out of the corner of her eye and was really complaining about his bad behavior.
I listen, and my dissatisfaction is getting stronger and stronger. I tried to comfort my grandmother. My grandmother looked at the clock and quickly cooked dinner for us. I sat by the window, put on my headphones and listened to music. A gust of wind swept the yard and pear flower falls was covered with trees. Grandpa stepped into the yard, saw this scene, stopped and called grandma out.
Grandma hurried out of the kitchen and saw pear flowers and unsmiling grandpa in the yard. She asked inexplicably, "What's the matter?" Grandpa didn't say anything, just told her to come closer. When she came to grandpa, grandpa magically pulled out a pear flower from behind. Don't put it on grandma's black and white sideburns. Grandma's face turned red, her eyes sparkled and she smiled in the hot sun. I was so surprised that I forgot to take pictures with my mobile phone. Grandpa would be so romantic? The sun shines on the earth, and the beautiful scenery and window frames in the courtyard become a beautiful painting.
My dissatisfaction with my grandfather for many years collapsed and disappeared, and I was moved to sprout quietly. Suddenly, it bloomed quietly, like a pear flower in the courtyard, which was beautiful.
In the sunset under the pear tree, in the pear flower in the yard, grandma found my eyes, gave my grandfather a push and said angrily, "Stop it, the children are watching."
Bloom composition 600 words 6
The spring breeze came gently, which wrinkled the shallow spring water in the pool and blew off the begonia after the rain. I gently brushed away the dust accumulated in a poem for a winter, and strolled in the garden of the poem, looking for the beautiful bloom.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely
Somehow, after thousands of years of wind and rain, I came to Nanshan, Tao Qian, where chrysanthemums are blooming leisurely. Perhaps, as the saying goes, "drinking Mulan in the morning will reveal the stuffing, and eating autumn chrysanthemum at night will be rude." Perhaps Tao Qian, who was bound by officialdom and unwilling to be bent over by five buckets of rice, chose to be a reclusive chrysanthemum.
"The ship was blown away and the wind was blowing. Ask for the way forward, hate Xiao. " Strolling on the leisurely Nanshan Mountain, I mumbled the phrase "Go and come back" that has been told through the ages. And since he began to plan to make this quiet chrysanthemum, I think he has never regretted it, but he is eager to go home. Mr. Wu Liu is quiet and does not admire Li Rong! Isn't it like a frost chrysanthemum in full bloom in autumn? I looked at the blooming autumn chrysanthemums in Tao Yuanming's hedge garden. They don't need the beauty of peony or the purity of lotus. But let go of yourself and pursue yourself beautifully. I only want to grow beans in Shannan and reward myself.
At dusk, watching Taogong Dongli pick chrysanthemums and put wine, no one is disturbed, as if poetry and painting are one. Tao Gong's most beautiful bloom is not in officialdom but in the countryside, not in official documents but in poetry. His most beautiful bloom is like the most beautiful bloom of autumn chrysanthemum-opening his true self.
Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.
I came to Dasong, an era when foreign enemies often attacked me. I walked to the broken bridge and picked up the fallen plums recited by Lu You.
"When looking for a thousand miles, the iron horse will be in Liangzhou." I thought I was proud when I killed the enemy for my country, but now I have "dusty old mink fur", so I'll be a plum blossom that turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
He bloomed in the cold winter and didn't want to compete with flowers, but this land needed him, but it didn't need him, so we had to make a beautiful curtain call in that soil and turn it into spring mud.
"Hu is still alive, it is autumn, and tears are streaming down his face." So there is only "good smell as always". Lu you's blooming in the soil, Mei Luo's blooming in the soil, loyal love and selfless dedication to the motherland.
Leisure in the blooming of Nanshan in Tao Qian. When the flowers bloom, the fragrance of Luyou Broken Bridge remains the same. The truest feelings and flowers of the truest feelings in life are the most beautiful when they bloom.
Bloom composition 600 words 7
The bright sunshine shines on me. Spring has arrived, and the weather is unusually warm. Raise your hand, the sunshine shuttles through your fingertips, and a ray of sunshine carefully illuminates every corner. Let our friendship bloom quietly in the sun.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?" Man Qing came running.
"Look, how sunny it is today." I looked at the sun through my fingers and said.
"Oh, the original XiaoYi also like the sun. Me too. " She looks at the sun like me.
"School starts tomorrow. Have you finished your homework? " I put down my hand and asked my face to tilt.
"Of course." She answered with a smile.
School will start tomorrow, and I am slowly packing my schoolbag. After I put it away, I went to my desk and thought, School will start tomorrow. Take my heart back. I'm going to take the senior high school entrance examination. But mom and dad haven't come back yet, talking about something all day. Never come back with me again. "Tick-tock-tock-tock" The telephone rang. I ran into the living room and answered the phone. It's my mother. "Xiaoyi, school starts tomorrow, have a good rest today, and mom won't accompany you." "I see, mom, don't worry, I will take care of myself." "Well, then I'll go to work." "Ok, bye, Mom." Facing this family, I am really disappointed. It's a good thing they stayed with me. Man Qing heard that I was alone at home, so he came to live with me. Can friendship really replace everything?
The next day after school, I suddenly felt a dull pain in my stomach. I squatted down and covered my stomach. Man Qing came running and asked me with concern, "What's the matter with you? Is your stomach uncomfortable? " I nodded: "It hurts-"She caressed Liu Hai, pulled me up and said: "Let's go and accompany you to the infirmary." I said, "Thank you, Man Qing." She smiled: "Nothing, just a good friend." When I arrived at the infirmary, the doctor examined me carefully and said that I had a cold. Just go back and have a rest. Man Qing took an afternoon off for me and her to take care of me at my home. She is really more meticulous than mom and dad. Stand up, walk over to her and say, "Don't be busy, I'm fine. Take a break. " She shook her head: "Nothing, you also help me, right?"
In the sunny spring, let our friendship bloom quietly. Let that pure friendship quietly bloom its most beautiful side in the bright sunshine.
Zhanfang composition 600 words 8
The day is everywhere, youth has just arrived, moss is as small as rice, and I also learn peony.
The afterglow of the sunset feebly shines on the bronze alley, and the low walls on both sides of the alley block the way, and the mottled moss marks and the slippery ground show desolation and loneliness. I wandered in the alley, and there must be sadness on my face.
I can't help but think of the achievements that have not improved as always, the silent sigh of the teacher and the pale comfort of my mother! Do I need to try again?
At this time, a few small flowers in the corner caught my attention. In that lonely place that smells of damp moss, there are several small flowers, thin leaves and several blue flowers on the slender stems. I leaned down and looked at this little flower: the soft petals are blue, and a little white is shining along the pale yellow stamen. Closer, the pale blue petals will give off a faint fragrance.
I can't help but get lost in thought. Life is not everywhere, youth is just coming. Small flowers grow in the dark and damp moss-colored fields. There is no sunshine, only a breeze, Leng Yue and a few lonely stars. It is not discovered by the world, not praised by the world, small and mediocre, but still quietly open; It is unabashed and unappreciated, but it still releases a faint fragrance. So what if you're weak? So what about being humble? What if it's not everywhere during the day? It does not affect the germination and blooming of life at all.
Moss flowers are as small as rice and open like peonies. Although it doesn't have the elegance and elegance of peony, the elegance and nobility of lotus and the pride and delicacy of plum blossom, it is not ashamed, but as proud and open as peony, with a pleasant fragrance splashing. It strives to release its own energy, persistently blooms the most beautiful colors, glows with youthful light, and adds a touch of bright color to this colorful spring.
I suddenly realized: just like the moss in that dark corner, even if the sun doesn't shine, the spring breeze won't stop, but so what? You can also bloom proudly.
So is life. Life is big and small, life is bitter and sweet, but as long as life has pursuit, hard work and self-confidence, no matter how humble and small it is, it can bloom proudly and live its own business-rich spring.
Zhanfang composition 600 words 9
During the self-study class, my eyes inadvertently moved to the big tree that has grown to two stories high outside the window, but my thoughts returned to that autumn.
I still remember it was an autumn when I was in primary school. I was sitting at my desk doing my homework, and the autumn wind blew in and slowly brushed my face. Looking around, the street is deep and shallow yellow. In this autumn, maybe only yellow is left! Yellow petals, yellow weeping willows and yellow leaves, it's really not easy to find a little green in this yellow!
Walking on the path paved with slate, I looked down at the grain of slate. Suddenly, in the withered grass, I found the green grass in the slate-it stood quietly in the crack of the slate. I think this is a grass without seams. This common and neglected grass grows from the soil. A closer look reveals that this piece of green grass seems to have been corroded by mosquitoes, revealing small holes. There are some yellow stripes around the hole, and it is covered with a dark brown circle, which is not so round. The original green grass tip was also stained with a little yellow. It hung its head slightly, but tried to straighten its back and try not to fall down in this comfortable breeze. It straightened up and wanted passers-by to take a look at it and stay here for a while; But the fact is not what it wants, and few people pay attention to it.
The slender leaves, mixed with green and yellow, still stand here quietly. These leaves draw thin leaves from the central part, like a fireworks, which is different from others. Facing the autumn wind, it blooms in this humble corner. In my eyes, this meadow is the most beautiful scenery on this road. Although it is not as eye-catching as gorgeous flowers, it has its own unique perseverance. It doesn't compete with those flowers, it just lives silently. It is common, but it is blooming its own beauty endlessly.
Blooming composition 600 words 10
There are two plum trees in the courtyard of the community, which are very tall and straight. As long as I can remember, they have accompanied me through nearly ten autumn, winter, spring and summer.