It's very kind of you to have a composition 1. You are like a breeze in my heart. You are like a shining star, guiding me to a happy place.
I remember it was a slightly cold early winter. The results plummeted like a sword, full of holes. I secretly hid in the empty stairwell and burst into tears. All that comes to mind are my unsightly grades and the ridicule of my classmates. At this moment, a paper towel suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. As soon as I looked up, I met your eyes that were as warm as sunshine, full of comfort and encouragement, and slowly flowed into my heart like a clear spring, washing away my sadness. You just have to stay by my side quietly and listen to me carefully until I dry my tears and smile through them.
When I got home, when I got up the courage to tell my parents about my achievements, I got an overwhelming scolding. I locked myself in my room, and tears fell silently. I didn't open the door until it was getting dark outside the window, only to find that my parents were long gone. At this moment, hunger is like a fuse, igniting all the grievances of my day. The string in my heart was broken, and in an instant, I was in tears. Just when I was sad and desperate, your phone called. Gentle voice and caring words have warmed my broken heart. You know I didn't eat, so I bought food and delivered it to my door without saying anything. Your warm smiling face and talking eyes seem to tell me, "I will always stand by you as long as you need it." At this moment, my tears moistened my eyes again.
Xiaolan, you have dispelled the dark clouds in my heart, ignited my new hope and turned my winter into spring. At this moment, I just want to say to you: "Xiaolan, thank you. It's good to have you! "
It's good to have you. The light of the desk lamp has gradually dimmed a lot. The lamp is an old brand, and the lampshade has long been blackened. I closed my eyes, leaned back in my chair, and saw her again in the dim light-the teacher who helped me many times; When I am confused about the road ahead, light a lamp for me; The teacher Hou who encouraged me to feel sorry for myself when I failed and told me that I was not narcissistic when I succeeded.
It was after a mid-term exam that we all got the report card in a scream, contempt or regret. When I saw the result, I saw that my answer was worse than I expected, and I felt really bad. I am sorry for the teacher and others' comments on me, and my heart is full of self-blame. Soon after, Mr. Hou walked into the classroom. After the students quieted down, she said to us earnestly: "Children, this exam is only a phased summary, a quiz to see if everyone's knowledge is solid." Even if you don't do well in this exam, don't be too sad. You should learn a lesson, foster strengths and avoid weaknesses, and strive to get good grades in the final exam. After I heard these words, my original hope was rekindled.
When I got home, I seriously summed up the reasons for my failure, made a new study plan, and kept going with the mentality of not giving up, which soon had an effect. But I am very proud and confused ... The careful teacher Hou also saw it and chatted with me in time: Son, you can't be proud of your temporary progress or achievements. A really good student is always modest and uplifting. From then on, I also set this sentence as my motto, always alert myself.
In normal study and life, Mr. Hou always teaches us how to be a man, how to study, how to solve problems and puzzles, how to be the best of ourselves and not let us go astray; Let me know humility; Let me learn to work hard; Let me no longer be confused. It was her encouragement that gave me the motivation and confidence to move forward. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am now. Plants have natural cultivation, animals have human care, and I have your inculcation! Anyway, Mr. Hou, it's good to have you!
It's good to have you. My father finally came back in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Suddenly I found that my father was slightly pale and his clothes were thick. "Maybe it's because of the bumps all the way." I think. But there is a trace of worry in my heart. I asked, "Dad, aren't you feeling well?" Dad was stunned for a long time before he said "no" and went out.
I don't know anymore.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, we finally got together. Dad took us to a restaurant. This is the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner.
Father ordered food, but didn't order wine, and father always likes drinking! I really can't help it-"Dad, why don't you drink?" Dad had a hard time squeezing out a smile: "No, it's not good for your health!" " "Then turn your head to the other side.
In this way, I don't know how long it took, all the dishes were served, and we started joking again, but dad's smile today was particularly rare. Looking up, my father was sweating, but he still refused to take off his clothes.
This makes me more worried.
After dinner, my father went home and went into the bedroom alone. I followed him.
At this moment, my father suddenly asked me, "What are you doing here?" "I ... I change clothes, too." I'll say it right away. In fact, this is just a "empty shot." I turned to the TV, turned it on and pretended to be watching. Looking back casually, I suddenly found a long cut on my father's back, and I was shocked. It turns out that dad didn't drink or take off his thick clothes today … all because he didn't want us to know that he was injured! I tried to control my tears and not let them flow out.
I have no intention of watching TV any more, but I feel sick and speechless.
I asked my mother, only to know that there was a strong wind blowing on the construction site that day. My father walked and scraped a piece of wood from nowhere, and it lay across his back abruptly ... In order not to worry us, my father put on more clothes. ...
Inadvertently looking back, I understand my father's pain and love. My father is like a mountain in my heart.
It's very kind of you to have composition 4. He is not handsome, because he has worked on the construction site for many years, his skin is tanned and his hair is almost gray. But on the road of my growth, he became the protagonist who accompanied me and made me feel good to have him.
He is my father. No matter when I was a child or now, he played with me whenever he was free, which lit up my childhood like the sunshine in spring.
It was a Monday afternoon, it was snowing heavily, and goose feather-like snowflakes were falling from the slightly yellow sky. Soon, a thick layer of snow accumulated on the ground. My father and I came back from kindergarten, and the snow on the ground was thick enough to make a snowman. I shouted to my father, "Dad, make a snowman!" " "
Dad pulled over, found two pairs of dusty gloves from the trunk, patted the dust on them, blew a sigh and said, "Baby, make do with it!" " "
As there was little snow in other places, we piled up in the open space next to the vegetable fields. Dad dug a hole in the ground, gathered the snow next to the hole, kneaded it into a ball in his hand and put it on the snow. He made another one like this.
As for me, the toilet looks for "hidden" branches and pebbles in the snow.
After searching, I pressed the pebbles into two small snowballs. Insert a branch into the second snowball. I smiled at the funny look of the snowman. I just think he's great here!
Once my father and I dug wild mustard in the community. I squatted down in the grass and looked for it: "Dad, is this mustard?" I dug up mustard to show my father. Dad frowned and said, "No, mustard is flat." "
I listened to my father's words and checked again, and later found a lot. Dad said, "Come on, Tong Tong, let's eat mustard in the jiaozi tonight!" "
Holding dad's hand, I think it's good to have him!
It's good to have you. Since ancient times, how many scholars have written about their fathers in their poems? Because he is very strict with his son, he always lets his mother act as this good person, but he also loves his son very much and hopes that they will achieve something. No one has ever appreciated the mountain of fatherly love. It's good to have you here, father.
My father is not tall and his face is more or less freckled. Although his education level is not high, his father is amiable and sincere.
I remember when I was in primary school, my memory was very poor. I always forget to take my homework home and then go to school to make it up the next day. I was left at school by the teacher because of something that day. When I came out, the sun had already set. I hurried home, sat at my desk and opened my bag. I took out my homework and wrote it. I emptied all the books in my bag and found that I didn't bring my math homework. I couldn't help frowning after searching several times. I picked up the book and rummaged around to see if it was caught in it. I have looked through many books carefully, but I still can't find them. I'm finished. Will I be criticized tomorrow? I tried to remember, and suddenly a picture flashed through my mind. When the group leader handed out the paper, I slipped it into the drawer and left without it.
When I went downstairs to push my bike out, my father just came back from work. He asked me what happened. It's so dark, where are you going? I said I accidentally left something at school. I finished it in a hurry and was ready to leave. I saw my father turn around and say get on the bus, so I pushed my bike to the door and ran to the car.
I was silent all the way, thinking that my father would criticize me. However, dad said, you should study hard in the future and don't forget things carelessly all day. I said yes. Father must be very tired when he comes back from a day's work so late. Now, he should rest and run for me. I feel sorry for my father when I think about it. My father seemed to see my worry and said nothing to me.
It's good to have you, father!
It's good to have you. It was you who took care of me when I was sick.
It is you who guide me when I am confused;
It was you who comforted me when I was in pain.
I remember at noon last year, I felt a little headache and my face was still a little hot at school. I suspected that I had a fever, so I reported it to the class teacher. The teacher thought I was frozen when I slept at night, so she asked you to pick me up. The teacher told me to wait at the school gate. As my home is not far from school, you will arrive at school soon. I asked you if I had a fever. Look, my face is red. I think I have a fever. So you took me to the doctor's house by bike, and the doctor took my temperature. I really had a fever. Considering that I have to go to school, you let me carry water. At that time, you were still sleeping before you came to pick me up. I told you to go home and sleep. I just want to stay here alone, but you don't want to say what you need to do. In this way, you stayed with me for more than an hour until the water ran out. After losing, you took pains to send me to school.
On Saturday, I did my math homework at home, but I couldn't work out a problem by several methods. At this time, you saw, told me the solution of this problem, let me remember the solution of this problem, so that I can do it according to this solution in the future. Sure enough, under your guidance, I will encounter such problems in my homework and exams in the future, and there is nothing wrong with me doing such problems with the solution you taught me.
Since my cousin bought me roller skates, you let me practice, and I fell down again and again, and I cried again and again. One day, I was practicing roller skating again. Suddenly, one of them accidentally fell, and this time it was more serious than before. This time, my head fell on a post, and the pain was beyond words. I cried, and I cried badly. You saw that I was sadder than before, and said, "There are many things to grind. As long as you keep practicing, you will succeed." I stopped crying after hearing this. Yes, as long as I keep practicing, I will succeed. Finally, at my insistence, I practiced roller skating.
Mom, it's good to have you.
It's good to have you. On the road of growing up, there is always a blue sky and a paradise of your own, flying in this blue sky and looking for your true self in this paradise. Maybe with such a treasure, you will have a heart. And you, poetry, are an artifact that holds my heart.
When I was a child, I learned to speak. In grandma's cart, I always read an ancient poem similar to a nursery rhyme in her pamphlet. The song "Jiangnan" let me swim east and north with fish, and let me see the clear ink charm of the water lotus in that catchy poem. My joy, joy, sadness and sorrow are all poured into that childlike poem. It's good to have it!
When I am old, I have collected many ancient poems of flowers to recite. At this time, poetry is no longer childlike, but mostly praises the spirit and symbolizes quality. "A few plum blossom in the corner, cold ling open alone. I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. "Such a poem praising Mei, such a proud quality, gives me such a sense of smell and visual enjoyment. The delicate fragrance of plum seems to overflow from the paper, and the fragrance of plum slowly seeps into my tender heart with Mo Yun, which makes me shocked by poetry again and again. Growing up, it's good to have you!
Now, I seem to be more mature than before. I like the faint sadness contained in Li Qingzhao's ci, leaning against the bed and singing Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice softly. The sadness of leaving, the sadness of losing her husband: "looking around, cold and clear, sad and sad." Such complicated worries have a different taste in my heart. Light wine, returning to the wild goose, green, fat, red and thin, and sad taste spread in my heart. Growing up, it's good to have you!
Poetry has a long way to go, and I will go up and down. Every footprint of mine is accompanied by it, and it goes with it.
Thanksgiving, growing up on the road, accompanied by you!
It's good to have you. The person who accompanied me since I was a child was my mother. She is like a big tree, caring for my grass.
Every morning, when I wake up in my sleep, I find you in the kitchen having breakfast with your family. Then I wash dishes, mop the floor and clean the room. When I get up, you can take the clothes to my bed. When I get dressed and walk to the dining table, I will see a hot breakfast on the table. After I finish eating, you can wash the dishes again. Don't go to work until I go to school.
You should prepare some food for me after I finish my studies. You're afraid I'll be hungry. When I finish eating, you can help me open the book, take out my pen, settle down my study, and then you can go out again. If you are not busy, please stay with me.
You'll be back before dark. You will bring me something to eat, such as bread, noodles, barbecue, fruit and so on. I am afraid that I will be hungry.
Once, you bought a big watermelon from the vegetable market. As soon as you get home, you take out your knife and cut the watermelon on the table into many pieces. Each piece is triangular, and generally the tip of the head will taste better.
Therefore, every time you eat a watermelon, you will bring it to me. I didn't know what was going on at first, so you said to me a little sternly, "Come on! Take a bite and eat the sharp one. " So I took a bite. You start eating.
In this way, I ate a lot. After I finished eating, I casually said, "This melon is quite sweet and delicious!"
Then, the next day, there are four big watermelons at home. I didn't expect you to remember what I said casually.
Thank you for your company. It's good to have your company!
It's good to have you. It's good to have you in my mind, full of wisdom and passion, whether it's the wild geese that are frightened by the wind, the frosty leaves, or the outbreak of thunderstorms and the snow-covered wilderness.
Who am I talking about? It's inhuman. The so-called "you" almost refers to books.
With your company, I listen to the wisdom of the ancients in the quiet ink; Your company makes me feel the greatness of human nature in black and white; With your company, I grew up in a clear dream.
You have taught me the culture of China for 5,000 years. You have made me understand the mystery of nature and the unique charm of words. It's good to have you!
A piece of Qiu Feng, a four-season spring and autumn; A little ripple, a thousand years of lovesickness; A remnant lamp, a romantic Syracuse; A book, a view of the human world.
When I first met you, it was just a few simple characters, but it was enough to fascinate me. Are the fruits of painstaking efforts of predecessors. And you, as the bearer of knowledge, aim to impart everything in your heart to students. Although sometimes you will be hurt by students intentionally or unintentionally, you are willing to contribute. You will express a thousand words in your heart on this white paper, and let a philosophy of life take root in our hearts. It's good to have you!
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves before, and the new people in the world drive the old people away. Your family is prosperous, new books emerge one after another, and old books gradually withdraw from the social stage and are dusty. However, whether it is a new book or an old book, your mission is still to spread civilization for mankind, and you still shed blood for the students, so the history of human development can continue because of you.
You were born to spread knowledge and devote your life to mankind. You taught me, infected me and accompanied me for more than ten years. I can't live without your help. It's good to have you!
On my way home, I looked up at the square sky, but I couldn't find any bright colors except a few Xia Hong in the distance. Neon lights in the distance light up one after another, flickering like my tired body moving a little bit in this street, slowly, but I can't bear to stop. Unconsciously, the stars have emerged from the horizon, and I can't help but speed up my travel.
A mother broke the original peace at home. My mother's figure was left in the kitchen, and she looked up at me anxiously. The whole movement is coherent and beautiful, but it lasts less than a second. After returning to my room, I quickly put down my schoolbag and fell on the bed for the first time to relieve the fatigue at the end of the day. I found that my hands were still dirty after touching books in school all day, so I staggered to the bathroom and washed them in a short time. Walking out of the bathroom, I inadvertently glanced at the kitchen, only to find that my sight was controlled by the scene in front of me, and my heart couldn't help but pull up: my mother was cooking dinner in a hurry in the kitchen, and the sweat as big as beans slipped across my face. My rough hands struggled to cook with a shovel, and the strands of hair on my forehead were all white. I can't believe this is the former beauty, and everything in front of me is enough to make my heart ache. Suddenly, there was a call in my ear. It is my mother who is asking me to eat. I hurried to the table and swallowed the food in front of me. Then I gave my mother a faint smile. My mother looked at me and smiled easily.
In a flash, I seemed to see the most beautiful woman sitting next to me. I know, at this moment, mom is the most beautiful.
It's very kind of you to have a composition of 1 1. The teacher rearranged the seats. Originally in the first line, secretly complaining about the good seats, relying on a good girl. Most boys say she looks good, but I don't think so. She has a bad temper and sometimes makes some excessive jokes, but she is really kind. All right, let's switch. I still want to lean on my former monitor. I often do problems together, but I often quarrel. It will be fine in a few days. So my academic performance has also improved rapidly, surpassing her. At the self-study class meeting on Monday night, the teacher asked me to write my name on the blackboard at the back so that boys and girls could mix and match at the same table.
It's my turn I grabbed the chalk, brushed it next to the monitor's name and signed my name. But in the end, there was a change. I consulted several familiar people, all of whom were sitting there, but they were robbed by several people. The teacher also saw that there were not a few people willing to sit in the original seat, and finally left a sentence: I will copy it this time and go back and have a look. On Tuesday, when the teacher read the seat, I was confused. I was sitting at a table with a girl who didn't study well in the whole class. She not only studies, but also looks like a joke. I feel that the sky is falling, which makes me how to spend the second half of the semester. Because there are still a few days before the transposition, I spent a few decadent days. Finally, the teacher said that the seat was slightly adjusted. I looked at it with suspicion and suddenly felt relieved.
The teacher seemed to read my mind and put me next to the first girl in the class. After that, I started my journey of happiness and luck. You are so gentle and smart.
It is good to have your composition 12. Open the diary, the door of memory opens, and the past events are displayed like slides. "Zhang Baozi", remember? At that time, we always played in the corridor, and our silvery laughter echoed over the campus ... it was good to have you along the way!
Why do I call you "Zhang Baozi"? Not because you like to eat steamed buns, but because there is a steamed bun seller named Zhang Baozi in my community, who has the same surname as you, so I will call you "Zhang Baozi"!
One day, I was invited by my music teacher, Miss Chen, to sing on the stage. Because my voice is too small, Mr. Chen asked me to speak louder, so I only listened to him. After singing, the teacher kept criticizing me for not remembering the lyrics in front of the whole class. In fact, I can recite the lyrics of this song. How could I not remember them? I have been sulking after class, and I have an impulse to cry, but I can't cry. When you saw my unusual appearance, you knew I was unhappy, so you came to comfort me and said, "Don't worry about him. You are not ignorant of teacher Chen's temper. Don't be angry, just laugh it off. " I still didn't speak. She said to me, "Well, don't be angry. You may be the best singer in our group, but your voice is a little low. Other aspects such as intonation and reciting lyrics are very good, so don't worry about what Teacher Chen said. " With her encouragement, I was rekindled by the singing enthusiasm that was doused by Teacher Chen.
I couldn't recite another group of poems by heart, so I said to her, "Hey, Zhang Baozi, can you directly ask me for my endorsement?" I looked at her expectantly, but she said firmly, "No! Other students have recited books, but you don't. What if the exam can't be written? " I was so angry that I made up my mind not to talk to her again. Physical education class: I asked for leave to recite in the classroom, but I didn't expect her to go back to the classroom. I asked her, "Why are you here?" She said, "What else can I do? Go with you! " I'm surprised that she will come to endorse with me.
Making friends with her is my happiest thing. I really hope we can always be together!
I wish I had your composition 13 This summer vacation, my good friend Xiao Lin and I climbed Mount Tai, which we have been longing for for for a long time.
We talked and laughed all the way. Crawling and crawling, we are close to the Tianmen in the middle peak of Mount Tai. With the increase of altitude, the temperature is getting lower and lower. Surrounded by clouds, it is like a fairyland, but now I have no mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery. Because my thin summer dress can't keep out the cold, I'm a little wobbly. At this time, my stomach began to make trouble.
I climbed more and more slowly, and my feet were as heavy as lead. Kobayashi, who had already walked in front, saw my discomfort and ran back to care about me. Knowing that I was not feeling well, she quickly took out the medicated oil from her backpack and let me put it on my stomach. My stomach doesn't seem to be so noisy after applying medicinal oil. Kobayashi saw me carrying a backpack, so she found a thin coat that she carried with her and gave it to me. I feel much more comfortable in Xiao Lin's coat. We just hold the escalator and climb up step by step.
After more than an hour, we finally came to eighteen sets. I looked at the endless stone steps in front of me. After several hours of fatigue, my calf began to tremble slightly, and my heart beat a retreat. Kobayashi seemed to read my mind and encouraged me: "We can't just give up! Climbing Mount Tai is our dream! The five mountains are the only ones, and the boulder is waiting for us ahead! " Five mountains-independence-respect-ah "She deliberately stretched her voice, and I was teased and my heart was on fire. I rallied, gritted my teeth and climbed up step by step. There are only four words in my heart-the five mountains are the only ones.
When I passed a canteen, Xiao Lin bought me a climbing crutch while I was not looking. With climbing crutches, I seem to have a pillar. I work harder to climb up. Finally, we saw the "poor door" like a castle in the air. We made great efforts and finally reached the summit of Mount Tai.
When I hugged the huge stone engraved with "the only statue of five mountains", my heart was full of gratitude to Xiao Lin: Xiao Lin, thank you. Without your company, I may not be able to accomplish this feat. It's good to have you!
It's good to have you. 14 When I accidentally read the sentence "Care is the beauty of life and the source of true happiness" in the book, your simple smiling face appeared in my mind. Ah, it's good to have you!
I still remember that weekend last year, several male students in our class made an appointment to go to the community to play together. Everyone brought crystal bullets that were all the rage at that time.
At seven o'clock in the evening, a fierce "gun battle" began. In the first round, I was assigned to the sniper group. I stared at you who was not flexible enough, and shouted excitedly as I ran: "Bad guy, let you taste my marksmanship." When I was playing hard, I suddenly felt a churning in my stomach, as if I was fighting, but I didn't care if I was addicted to the role of sniper. After a while, I suddenly felt sick and couldn't help throwing up all my dinner. I thought to myself: after all, you will definitely laugh at me and dislike me.
Just when I was at a loss, you and your classmates found out and gathered around: "What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Is it running too fast? " "how about it? Do you want to call your family over? " I stood up and said shyly, "Nothing, maybe I ate too much at night." You helped me rest and asked me with concern, "Do you want me to go out and buy water?" You ran away before I could answer.
After a while, you bought water, came to me, unscrewed the lid, handed me the water bottle and said, "drink some water quickly!" " "Unconsciously, you ran out like a gust of wind, leaving only a chubby figure. After a while, you came back with a broom in your hand. I am embarrassed to stand up and clean, but you hold me down: "You just have a good rest and I'll clean. "
"This how line? Too dirty ... "
"Well, don't be such a mother-in-law. Don't you usually call me fat housekeeper? Let the housekeeper come. " Looking at your smiling face, at this time, the cold wind seems to have turned into warmth and flowed into my heart. Suddenly, I feel very warm in my heart.
"Caring reflects the beauty of life and is the source of real happiness." Thinking of you, my mouth slightly rises involuntarily. Friend, it's good to have you!
It's good to have your composition 15 A friend is the one who laughs with you when you are happy, cries with you when you are sad, congratulates you on your achievements and helps you overcome difficulties. I have such friends around me.
"Jingle bells ..." The bell rang, and my favorite physical education class came. After Wang Chen, the sports committee member, lined up, Teacher Sports Week took out a basket of orange balls from the gym and said to us, "Students, let's practice throwing solid balls in this class." "Throw the ball? Isn't this a piece of cake? Who wouldn't? I am sure I can throw it far. " I thought to myself. Then, the teacher began to talk about throwing the ball, and my classmates and I listened carefully. Later, the teacher told us how to throw it further. The point is clear. We entered the actual combat stage, and each of us practiced with the ball. But it's easier to see flowers than embroidery. Although I try to throw them as far as possible every time, I can't reach the distance required by the teacher. After seeing that all my classmates had finished their tasks, I was very anxious and carefully recalled the essentials. Keep practicing, and soon I will be sweating, but the ball seems to be pointing at me, but it can't fly far. Wang Chen came to see me before I finished my task, and showed me again and again. While doing it, he told me, "There is a trick to throwing a solid ball. You should use ingenuity, not brute force. " Looking at the way I still don't understand, he was sweating with anxiety and kept correcting my movements: "Wan, put your hand up, throw it forward, don't go down, lunge your front legs!" All right! Throw it! "This time I threw it gently according to the method he taught me." Yeah! Success! "We hugged happily, and he looked happier than me.
That's what friends should do. You help me, I help you and make progress together. I am proud to have such a friend. I want to tell him, it's good to have you!