Whether life is sad or happy, it is always difficult to be smooth sailing. Pick up a corner of your heart and find your stage. After Qian Fan is over, there will always be a vast sky. That will be the eternal life series. Below, I sorted out the composition of the senior high school entrance examination with the topic "This is my stage". I hope you like it!
Archimedes once said, "Give me a fulcrum and I can pry up the whole earth." Someone once said, "Give me a stage and I can perform my life."
When I was a child, I often heard the beautiful violin sound from my sister's room. Under the influence of the sound of the piano, I unconsciously became interested in the violin. From then on, I decided to be an excellent violinist.
When I was eight years old, my mother found that I was an excellent violin teacher. At first, I was full of confidence and my piano skills advanced by leaps and bounds. But as time goes on, the difficulty becomes more and more serious, and the arm is often numb. Gradually, I lost interest in the violin. The teacher seems to understand my mind. In order to rekindle my interest in violin, she specially arranged for me to practice the world famous song "Butterfly Lovers" and prepare to participate in the school's annual 1 degree cultural performance.
How time flies! Two weeks have passed in a blink of an eye. I never played butterfly lovers well. Whenever I pick up the violin and play, my heart will be agitated and confused, and I will still play the strings indiscriminately, hoping to smash the violin. When my mother saw it, she said earnestly, "Everything will go from easy to difficult. Give up when you encounter difficulties and you will never succeed. " Looking at my mother's expectant eyes, I can't help but feel shocked: My mother has such high expectations for me, how can I let her down? A drop of water can wear away a stone. Nothing is impossible as long as you persevere. My fighting spirit has been aroused. In the later training, I worked hard and never stopped. Day after day, my fingers finally danced skillfully on the strings. Pursue narcissism persistently in the beautiful melody and experience life in the dancing fingertips.
The performance arrived as scheduled, and the programs went on one by one. It's my turn I calmly walked onto the stage and turned on the music. Following the melody of Liang Zhu, I took the first step in my life. As my fingertips keep flying, teachers and classmates are gradually intoxicated by my piano sound. I finished my performance in the dance music, and the audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause. I bowed deeply and walked slowly off the stage.
Finally realized his dream, boarded his own stage, and wrote his own success on the stage!
One day, I was practicing the piano when the teacher suddenly came to me. I thought the teacher would come to check my practice, but he patted me and said, "The game will be held in a few weeks, and there is still one place left." Will you go? " I agreed without much thought.
It wasn't long before I forgot about it. It was not until the teacher reminded me later that I remembered that he had given me the score of this competition. After reading it, I immediately collapsed. This music is so difficult that I don't even have to learn it, let alone recite it. But I have to accept it.
Therefore, every day after school, the teacher will teach me something, but I can't learn anything, especially at the climax. My fingers are almost gone, and I can't wait to grow up. Although the teacher has been telling me to take my time and relax, I just can't calm down and always feel that I can't learn. Besides, the day of the game is very near. I want to give up and don't want to take part in the competition again. The teacher said to me, "You have to believe in yourself. If you always feel that you can't do it, you will never learn. " If you dare not try, how do you know you can do it? "
After listening to the teacher's words, I adjusted my mind, calmed down and practiced hard. Many things happen. Finally, I can skillfully play the whole song and recite it.
On the day of the game, I arrived at the venue early. After putting on makeup, I began to get familiar with the music score, but because I was too nervous, there was always a place I couldn't recite.
At this time, I heard the announcement on the radio that I was the first to play. I'm so nervous. Before going up, I kept feeding my legs, and the sweat on my face stained my makeup. My mother said that she would stand under the stage and cheer me on, telling me to relax, just like usual practice.
After taking the stage, I bowed to the judges and the audience and sat in front of the piano. I remembered my mother's words, breathed a sigh of relief and began to play. I played smoothly in front, but at the climax, my hands began to get out of control and I couldn't remember the music on my back. I froze for a few seconds, at a loss. At this time, I heard the encouragement from my mother. I calmed down and tried to remember the content of the song. I finished playing.
Listening to the applause of the audience, I was extremely excited. I also want to thank the teachers who encouraged me to participate and my mother who gave me support. I believe that I will show my style on my own stage in the future.
Topic "This is my stage" composition 3 The lights are on, and the crowd in the park is bustling. Perhaps, faded gorgeous costumes, dazzling flash, here, is also my stage.
"Come on!" I wrapped my knee pads in a hurry, boarded roller skates and walked into the crowd.
Slipping by in a hurry, I leaned slightly, swinging my arms back and forth, sweeping in front of my eyes, trying to put the lake under the beautiful starlight into my eyes; Put this fallen leaf dancing with the wind in your eyes; Put the laughing person in the eye. Put this ...
"ah!" I don't know where the stone came from and knocked me down. Suddenly, the beautiful lake, the dancing leaves and the lively crowd all fell down with me and turned upside down. A small wind blew and licked the wound on my palm slightly, making my eyes red. When I looked carefully, I saw a few stones deeply embedded in the meat, and the blood kept flowing out, which was particularly dazzling. I have been sitting on the ground, depressed, and I don't know what to do for a while.
Just then, music began to play in the square not far away. Oh, a group of old ladies danced to the melody. Their movements are a little stiff and a little slow. However, every face of them is filled with joy and happiness. Look, even if the face is gone. Huayou left, but they still performed themselves on their own stage. What is my little fall?
Thinking, I struggled to hold up my body with my hands. Stand firm slowly with your left foot and right foot, keep a good balance, stand up, I will stand up again, and I will stand on my own stage again! Stealing the music not far away, I began to slide slowly again, one step, two steps, swinging my arms back and forth, and I slowly found the previous rule again.
The autumn wind walks side by side with me, the fallen leaves are my cutest dance partner, the stars blink to record my most beautiful moments, and the lake ripples slightly, becoming my most loyal audience. I glanced at the dancing crowd in the square. Against the light, they all remain elegant and live their best lives. On the other hand, I looked at myself, got up painfully and kept sliding against the wind. On my own stage, I am the brightest star!
The wound on my hand went by with time, but the wind, the stars and myself that night were deeply branded in my heart.
Who said that only a gorgeous stage can set off the elegance of actors? Accompanied by nature, I am the best star, which one is not my stage?
On the road of life, I stepped on the footprints and stages with my own growth, shaping my self-confidence.
I like running in the summer sunshine with the fragrance of flowers and plants.
When I was a child, I was keen on long-distance running, and I was always full of passion and blood when sprinting. Physical education class, with the teacher's crisp whistle, we started the long-distance running with uniform footsteps. After several laps, some students were exhausted, and some students were getting faster and faster. I was sweating profusely, and my steps were a little heavy, but when I saw that it was only 200 meters away from the finish line, I gritted my teeth, mobilized all my strength and ran to the finish line on the hot ground. I crossed the finish line, leaving only the howling wind. I stand on the plastic track of the playground, which is also my stage.
It has become a part of my life to compose music comfortably on the piano in my spare time.
On a warm weekend afternoon, the air was full of sunshine. I sat in front of the piano, my hands and fingers jumping on the black and white keys, fast or slow, light or heavy. Sunlight spilled into my piano room through the window, illuminating a little dust in the dry air. Sunlight on the piano makes black keys's white keys bright and dazzling. My upper body leaned forward slightly, my hands struggled to play, and a Chopin fantasia improvised in the room, raising clear gray dust. I sit in front of the piano, which is also my stage.
I sincerely like to enjoy the night in the breeze blowing on the roof.
Occasionally, when I am free, I will put the rest of things aside, push open the door on the rooftop and enjoy the refreshing night wind, the bustling night scene and the bright night sky. I spread out the prepared cushion and lay comfortably on it. At first glance, the top of my head is endless black, but as long as I look closely, I will find that there are thousands of starlight in the darkness, which are unknown and mysterious and arouse my yearning. The moonlight covered the silver blanket beside me and surrounded me tightly. My eyes reflect brightly lit buildings and houses. I sit on the roof of my house, which is also my stage.
A writer once said, "In my world, the stage is made up of pieces of puzzles." For me, too, only by finding the "puzzle" of what I like to do can the performance on the stage be more exciting.
On the long road of life, I firmly believe that life is not only a stage for others, but also my stage.
With the theme "This is my stage", everyone has his own stage in his heart. The stage is as big as the heart. On the stage of life. Only by working hard can we gallop on the ideal track.
The culture of the second day of junior high school has already started. It is said that the next day is a fork in the road. Good, good and bad. Can determine our lives more. We stood on the empty stage, not ready to stand in the dazzling light. Surrounded by dazzling, the stage is still terrible silence. No rehearsal, no preparation, no applause. I will summon up all my courage and dance my glory.
I am a poor student. As we all know. Hanging out all day. I used to have no other advantages except art. But my dream is to go to China Academy of Fine Arts! I should do it for my ideals and beliefs. For silence, work hard. From now on. From now on. Work hard for your dreams.
5: 50 a. m. I recite English words here.
Take a lunch break at noon The students are sleeping, and I am still doing my homework on the desk.
Arrive at the cram school quickly with friends at 6: 20 pm. Tutors give lectures and finish their homework.
Ten o'clock at night. Teacher, I just finished my homework. Go home by car with friends.
10: 30 preview the text in the afternoon.
When previewing the text, I thought of me with a model smile in my study. Think of me leaning on my desk to preview the text before going to bed every night. Mother asked, "Why don't you sleep?" Waiting for the answer that is often very tired and tired: "No? Not yet. "
I really want to hug the girl who studied hard that night. Pat her on the back. Dry the tears from the corner of her eyes. Say to her, "You are great. Come on, you can do it. "
I believe I can. Can be a shining, excellent self.
Although every performance may fail. But if you have to stop and cry and regret. It's better to stand up, pat the dirt on your body, keep dancing and never give up! I want to have a "watch the flowers bloom" and wander with the clouds in the sky. "open it. There are also free and easy.
Life is long. We are still young. Full of energy. Full of energy. Let's indulge ourselves now, for ourselves and for our ideals. Dance for yourself. With or without audience, with or without applause. You must also try your best to dance well. Jump out and live a chic life!
This is also my stage.
Taking "This is My Stage" as the topic, Composition 6: Brush, drawing paper, drawing board and tripod, combined together, are a perfect stage.
Holding a pen, the tip of the pen crossed the paper, leaving elegant traces, wandering in the cultural dream, savoring the ancient rhyme of history and appreciating the poetic meaning.
Stroll in the gallery, enjoy the last dinner with Leonardo da Vinci in the art palace, laugh and laugh with Mona Lisa, and finally count the stars under the night sky with Van Gogh.
Art has taught me an attitude towards life. The blue-green brush rubbed on the paper, and the initial shape was set in a few strokes. It is shy and curious, just like a young eagle just flapping its wings and flying. From modeling to details, they are all shaped under the brush strokes, just like Zheng Banqiao asserted that the castle peak is not relaxed, and it is fundamentally in the broken rock. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is east, west, north and south. "
And from line to surface is a simple and not simple step.
Look, the dark side is like "the first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, all have light ink marks." Don't boast of lewdness, just leave a breath and do it all. " It shows its ordinary and unwilling, because it is ordinary, it is not remembered, and because it is unwilling, it supports the beauty of the whole picture.
That gray face, bright face, is like "heaven and earth are unintentional, and everything is true." Straight and strong, Sichuan and Guangdong, the beauty is unparalleled. "
It is precisely because these bright and dark sides are intertwined that a perfect work is formed.
Yes, it is such a stage that has made me.
Put down the pen, rub the eyebrows, stand up and leave, leaving only an elegant figure.
The pen is on the table, with a tripod in front and works on it.
Taking "This is my stage" as the topic, composition 7 of the senior high school entrance examination is howling with cold wind and heavy snow. My waist is getting more and more bent. I can't hold on much longer. The snow on my back, like a doomed meteorite, pressed me hard.
I tried to stand up and shake myself, trying to lose weight. There is always an idea in my heart that keeps me from giving up ... my waist is straighter, even though the snow is still sticking to me. This barren land makes me even smaller. Doesn't seem worth it. Anyway, life will continue next spring, but I have my reasons to insist. The wind is still blowing and the snow is still falling. For a moment, I really wanted to give up. I looked at the sky, looked at the rare sunshine, and longed for the sunshine. I begged the sun father-in-law to sprinkle some sunshine on me, but it was still the same. I kept begging, begging ... I thought of betting. All the grasses say that it is impossible for them to survive in winter and they can only wait for the arrival of spring. I said I didn't believe it. Can't pine trees and evergreen trees be used? If they can, why can't we? If there is no miracle, it is necessary to create a miracle. They all scoffed and said they didn't believe it. So, there is this bet. Thought of here, fierce spirit, waist straighter than before, almost fell asleep.
One day, two days or three days, I can't remember. Maybe my father Sun heard my voice, sprinkled a lot of sunshine on me and remembered that sentence: Son, I saw your persistence, so I won't treat you badly. "Very warm. Did you get a look at him? The green in the corner is me. I am swaying in the wind and dancing in the snow. Every day, there will be a large piece of sunshine here, which warms my heart. This is also my stage.
With "This is My Stage" as the topic, the dream stage is spacious and bright, the lights are flashing, and there is a group of echoing audience under the stage. I am the center of attention.
There are big and small stages in life. The so-called life is a stage everywhere, and even the bay window at home is my small stage.
Memories on the floating window
The smallest stage is the bay window at home, which is also one of the most beautiful memories of childhood. Standing on the bay window, I can play freely. The audience is my family. Whether the performance is wonderful or not, it is hilarious. On the "stage", I sang and danced and painted freely without preparation.
One of the songs I often perform after having my sister is (like a cat), because my sister listens to me sing every time she eats, and she has to sing and dance, not only to coax her to eat vegetables, but also to coax her family to laugh. There was a time when my family went in and out of the house and said, "Let's learn to meow together, meow together." Home has become our stage.
Memories on the stage
Since kindergarten, I like to participate in various activities, like applause and cheers. The large and small stages left me with all kinds of beautiful memories. Last time I went on stage, all the actors on the stage were wonderful and the stage was very high. Suddenly, I was a little nervous. When I stepped onto the wooden floor stage with a little nervous and professional steps, there was warm applause from the audience. My mood is a little relaxed. I stood next to grand piano, bowed to the audience with one hand and started my performance. Suddenly, the audience was silent.
"Mi Zi Mimi Suoduo ..."
After a song "Release your horse" was sung, thunderous applause broke out off the field, and my mood was completely relaxed with a confident smile on my face.
My stage
No matter the size of the stage, life is a stage everywhere. Cherish the present, because we are performing every day and everyone plays a different role.
This is my stage too! I will perform a wonderful life!
With the title "This is my stage". Life is a stage everywhere. -inscription
All over the world, there are always various stages, some suitable for you, some not suitable for you, but there will always be your own stage, and the stage will be opened for us. ...
Put on a show
Once, I turned on the TV and saw people standing on the stage performing singing, dancing and Peking Opera ... They were showing their wonderful side to the audience with what they were good at. They make me intoxicated, they make me envious, and I want to stand on the stage and show myself like them. This is my goal. I am eager to stand on the stage and perform one day. The audience cheered for me.
I know I'm good at dancing, and my basic skills are solid. I think I can go on stage, so I keep practicing and breaking through myself.
Now go on stage
Until one day, my dance teacher informed my classmates that I was going to shoot a dance program for the Spring Festival Evening. Suddenly, I was surprised. I thought it was God's chance. I want to take this opportunity to stand on the stage and find my own stage. So, I practiced more diligently and made full preparations.
Finally, I waited for this day, and I thought to myself: I must firmly seize this opportunity to show myself. I was a little nervous at first, but I felt relaxed after I devoted myself to it. After filming, I think the stage is actually a very interesting platform. During the filming, I slowly changed from nervous to confident. Perhaps this is the charm of the stage!
Once, I admired the dancers standing on the stage. Now, I finally stand on the stage, this is my stage!
The stage is so attractive. Everyone has a stage in his heart, and that is his own stage!
With "This is My Stage" as the topic, take the composition 10, and you can always find light in the dark. -inscription
What is the most important thing in life? Attention and penetration. What is infiltration? That is, you can get rid of all other thoughts around you and just look at your own way. The same is true on the stage.
You can see the starlight through the darkness; You can see the ugliness of human nature through appearances; You can get rid of all the harassment from WeChat and Weibo and keep learning. This is infiltration. Infiltration and attention are exactly the same.
I was singing and performing, and under the pressure of the protagonist, I went on stage. The audience below are talking about it, perhaps because it is too small, so it is said. At this moment, I had great courage and completely ignored the audience's comments and began to perform. The performance went well and I walked off the stage perfectly.
We gave up too many things and saw too many difficulties, so that we became losers again and again. But you didn't go from failure to success every time; You didn't come out of the bottom of your life like Shi Tiesheng. So, don't give up, stick to it.
In fact, success does not depend on how long it lasts. How long it lasts is not the most important thing, what matters is whether it lasts or not. Only if you persist and tell yourself when there is no hope, will it be useful if you continue to persist. Maybe if you persist a little, you will get the diamond of victory, but most people give up their chosen path at the last minute.
Perhaps, life has never been smooth sailing. When I visited Tianmen Mountain, I took a photo on the hillside. In the photo, you can see that the mountain road has turned countless turns, even continuing to turn down from the top of the mountain, but in the end this road will lead to the top of Tianmen Mountain.
Please remember that each of us can reach the peak of life as long as there is a mountain peak in our hearts, even if the road is tortuous.