1. Composition: "The Warmth of the Holidays" is about 600 words
Time flies by like water, and time flies by. You and I have spent so many years together. The years with you are not lonely, and the years with you are very warm.
Under the warm sunshine of a spring afternoon, we cuddled up to each other in a lazy posture on the grass, watching the clouds rolling in the sky and smelling the wind smelling of green grass; you told me Secrets of my heart, I listen to your annoying worries. We also used to run in the fields in the evening under the afterglow of the setting sun to exercise our thin bodies. When night comes, we will lie wrapped in clothes on the low roof and count the stars in the sky together. When the shooting stars flash by, you and I will close our eyes piously and make a wish to never leave.
On a summer day full of cicadas’ joyous cries, you and I put our feet in the river and swing, splashing water, or playfully pick up stones and throw them into the distance, hitting the water like a competition, The ripples, together with our crisp laughter, echoed in that summer. The moonlight poured down, and we sat back-to-back under the shade of the trees, quietly enjoying "Moonlight Song" together.
In the golden autumn, we picked up the falling maple leaves, tucked them into the pages of books, and walked together on the forest paths, chatting. Or imitate Daiyu, carrying a flower hoe and sentimentally burying the remaining flowers. We also set up a drawing board, carved out the golden seals all over the sky, and jointly sketched out the beautiful and sweet dreams. But still remember that old alley? We once chased each other on that old gravel road. You stepped on my shadow, and I stepped on your shadow.
On a snow-covered winter day, we stood in the snow, watching various snowflakes melt in our red hands, and listening quietly to the sound of flying snow all over the sky. We would also stay at home, nestle in bed, recite Su Shi's bold words, Wei Yin's ethereal poems, and read Rabindranath Tagore's "Birds" together.
The memory of the soul is full of these warm memories. The simple happiness fills the warm time, and the dependent figures fill the gaps in memory.
As time goes by, I will bury the warmth flowing in the passing years deep in my heart and keep it in my heart forever. It will surely warm me for the rest of my life. 2. A 600-word narrative about warmth during the holidays
What is warmth? Some people will say that warmth is the loving gaze of grandma; some people will say that warmth is the knowing smile of a friend; some people will say that warmth is holding an umbrella in the rain.
I say, warmth is a feeling that makes you raise your lips. Warmth, perhaps only after experiencing loneliness and sadness, can you feel it.
Recently, the sky has become accustomed to haze, and I myself, for some unknown reason, have become "sentimental". I don’t want to use “big rocks” or “cotton” to describe this feeling, because these words are not perfect and cannot fully explain it.
Occasionally when the sky clears, I will stand on the corridor, bask in the sun and look into the distance. Although the sunshine is bright, there is still an inexplicable light sadness in my heart.
When several classmates come up to see me, I will ask them for a hug. I know that in the moment of hug, warmth will replace everything. At that time, I would slightly raise my lips.
I think the most heartwarming moment for Grandma Bing Xin is when she speaks the word "mother" from her jade teeth; the most heartwarming moment for Grandpa Andersen is when the children read and write with relish. The fairy tale; Mr. Li Taibai thinks that the most heartwarming moment is when he can still have the calmness to raise a glass to the moon after being frustrated in his career; Helen Keller thinks that the most heartwarming moment is when following the teacher to experience the beauty of nature.
Warm moments, warm feelings. I accidentally read a passage that only if you decorate other people's scenery, others will decorate your dreams; if you want others to decorate your dreams, you must learn to decorate other people's scenery.
The author of this passage is a poetic girl, but in real life, she was forced to the end of her life by disease. The girl is lonely. She has lived with her grandmother *** for more than ten years and supported the family by herself.
What is gratifying is that 3,200 teachers and students at the girl’s school raised more than 12,000 yuan for her medical expenses within three days. I have said that after loneliness comes warmth, and she never avoids anyone.
I twitched my lips again. If life is a collection of poems, then warmth is a Zen poem; if life is a page of music score, then warmth is a vivid note; if life is a sky, then warmth is a piece of music. Blossoming light white clouds.
It’s late at night, brew a cup of light bitter tea, lightly raise the corners of your mouth, it feels warm at this moment. 3. An 800-word essay on the warmth of the holidays. Don’t copy it from the Internet.
Childhood is beautiful, interesting, and immature.
Interesting things that happened in childhood are like a series of footprints we leave on the beach of life. They are all so clear, each one is deeply imprinted in my heart.
When I opened the photo album of memories, many silly things I did as a child came to mind one by one. There is one thing that I still remember clearly. Don't worry, I'll tell you now.
It was a summer vacation in the second grade.
One day, my mother took me home from my grandma's house, where I was doing my homework, and checked on me to see how I had completed my summer homework.
After eating, my mother asked me to take out my homework and let her take a look. I walked slowly to the back room, reluctantly took out my homework and gave it to my mother.
Mom turned over and over and frowned; as she turned over and over, her face changed; as she turned over and over, mother suddenly stood up and slapped the table: "Zhao Jiayuan! You... you see for yourself. Look! "Oh no! Exposed. When I was a child, I was such a big fool. I actually thought that if I tore off the oral arithmetic, rolled it into a ball of paper, and threw it under the bed, my parents would not notice it, and the teacher would not notice it.
Hi! I'd better do it honestly. I told my mother about this, and she severely criticized me and ordered me to rewrite it.
Oh, my God, I can’t help but sigh when I think about it now. Obviously this is the most unfeasible method, but I still insist on using it, thinking that "the adults will not find out" ", but the fact is the other way around, and it becomes "The adults will definitely find out." Do you think I am stupid? Alas, I was so naive when I was a child! I couldn't help but laugh. My childhood was generally wonderful, but my naivety was deceived once by my brother who loved to play pranks.
It had just rained that day, and my grandfather and brother and I came to our base, a wheat field, to play. Suddenly, my brother pointed to a waterlogged rut on the mud with a wicked smile on his face: "Good sister, do you dare to step on it?" Because I always trusted my brother, I stepped on it without hesitation - so, The mud immediately grabbed my feet.
I couldn't pull it out, so I was so anxious that I accidentally stepped on the foot that was outside. The brother over there was already laughing so hard.
When I managed to pull my feet out of the mud, my shoes were quickly transformed within minutes into a stylish "zebra suit." I had no choice but to drag my heavy "zebra shoes" and walk home in front of the surprised eyes of passers-by... This is my childhood. Joy and happiness will be a valuable asset when I grow up. Memories that will last forever as an adult... 4. A 600-word essay on the warmest moment of the holiday
A warm moment
On the road to growth, warmth is needed all the time to influence and inspire us; sometimes, warmth The power given to us is far beyond our imagination, and we cannot ignore it.
Scenery can bring us a warm feeling. Spring, a warm season, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, is filled with warm atmosphere everywhere. Close Open your eyes and gently imagine what it would be like if you quietly stepped into a garden with flowers in full bloom.
The bright sunshine shines on the flowers, emitting a dazzling light. Walking gently among the flowers, the breeze gently caresses your face, and at the same time brings a hint of the fragrance of the flowers. Your body feels so warm and comfortable
Yes! Indulging in this moment, a warm atmosphere will rise in your heart... In autumn, if you place your mood among the fallen leaves, you will feel a sense of desolation. At this moment, warmth can affect our hearts and eliminate the desolation.
Love. What can give us a warm feeling? Tea, warm tea, tea with a delicate fragrance. Only when you taste tea with your heart can you feel its warm breath. Take a gentle sip and enter our Dantian with warmth, and the warm breath will immediately
By However, life.
However, the ones who can best give us the most warmth are our parents. With their love for us, the warmth in our hearts is endless.
In the early morning, my parents got up early and had cooked a steaming breakfast for me. The scene in front of me made me feel warm at the moment!
Even though it was snowing heavily outside, my father still insisted on sending me off despite the cold. He was in a hurry and forgot to wear a helmet. He didn’t know how painful the snow hit his cheek, but he didn’t say anything. He was in a hurry for me. I was cold and shrank my head and hid behind him. This was such a warm moment!
In the past, when it snowed in the cold winter, my family and I played in the snow, had snowball fights, rolled snowballs, and built snowmen... The happy life gave me the most warmth!
At this moment, it is snowing heavily outside. Looking at the snowflakes falling from time to time, my heart is filled with a warm atmosphere. The cold has completely disappeared. I think: the past, the present, the future, everything, everything is for me. What you own will be countless warm moments condensed into time. Life is full of beauty and hope! 5. The holidays gave me warmth composition
In a cold winter, it was windy and snowy outside. The sky is gray, and goose-feather-like snow is falling down one after another, like a snow-white cotton jacket on the earth. We in the classroom are in class, and we are all anxious and want to go home early.
"Dingle bell..." The bell rang, and the students rushed out of the classroom like Liu Xiang sprinting over a hurdle. I also followed the crowd towards Che Feng. For a moment, there was a huge buzz of people. In a short time, the classmates disappeared into the vast dusk.
As I ride my bicycle, my heart returns as fast as an arrow. Suddenly, the car didn't seem to obey my orders and kept shaking, and the wheels slipped on the snow from time to time.
I looked up at the sky. The heavy snow was still falling. The dead branches were blown by the cold wind and creaked, as if they were crying in the heavy snow.
Although I wrapped myself into a silkworm chrysalis, I still couldn't resist the cold and shivered.
There was deep snow on the ground, making it difficult for the car to move. Suddenly the front of the car tilted to the left, ah! No, I fell into a ditch. Fortunately there was no water, that was the only thing to be thankful for. Just as I was holding my injured leg and screaming, I accidentally saw the car broken down. oops! It’s true that misfortunes never come singly!
Looking east and west, I could not find any trace of another person on the road except for a vast expanse of white. I was the only one lying alone in the damp and cold ditch. In desperation, I endured the pain and dragged the car onto the road, and moved forward hobblingly. ah! Finally, I saw a car repair shop. It was like another village with a bright future. As if I had found a savior, I ran towards him. Out of politeness, I knocked on the door a few times, and a middle-aged man came out and asked, "Who is it? What's the matter? We're closing so late." "I'm sorry, uncle, for bothering you. I'm sorry, my car is not up to par." , I kept breathing out, it was really annoying." I said almost in a begging tone. My uncle saw my anxious look and it was dark, so he towed my car inside without saying a word to see what was wrong.
I saw my uncle skillfully prying open the big skin and looking at the inner tube. Everything was done so quickly and skillfully. I think my uncle's business must be very prosperous. While the glue was solidifying, he didn't forget to pour me a cup of hot water to warm my hands. I was very touched. After a short while, the car was repaired. I breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to pay him. After all, he had soiled his hands, and I was planning to close the shop, but he refused to accept it. He also told me: "Child, be careful on the road." I replied movedly: "Uncle, thank you so much." In an instant, a warm current surged into my heart, and I really wanted to hug him.
The snowflakes are still flying, flying like a goddess scattering flowers. I flew against the snowflakes, feeling warm in my heart. 6. A 600-word narrative about the warmth of the holidays
The warmth of family Chapter 1 My family consists of my father, my mother and me.
Family is like the stars in the sky, and my family is the biggest and brightest one. My home not only gives me warmth, but also protects me from wind and rain.
On Sunday morning, "Aaron, it's already past 8 o'clock, why don't you get up? Get up quickly, how about dad accompany you to lower the military flag today and let mom be the referee?" When I heard this, I was like a carp. He stood up and said excitedly: "Come on, come on, come on, I won't be afraid of you! As soon as I sent out the troops and set up the formation, I launched an attack with the "division commander", but I ran into my nemesis - the enemy's "corps commander" ", and a general was lost during the unfavorable start. I quickly mobilized the "commander" to launch another attack, but unexpectedly fell into my father's trap of "luring the enemy deeper" and suffered a "stinky bomb" and died gloriously.
Not waiting yet I took a breath, and my old nest was taken away by my father's "leader". I immediately felt like a deflated ball and didn't want to play anymore.
My mother quickly said: "Don't be discouraged. If you play another game, Aaron, you will definitely win. "In desperation, I lined up my formation again and learned the lesson from the last time. I first dispatched my ace troops - the commander and army commander, and launched a "blitzkrieg". In a burst of charge, I cut down my father's army commander, division commander and other generals. Get off the horse.
My father, who was so proud just now, immediately became serious and his speed slowed down. I was so excited that I urged my father to go quickly.
My mother kept saying, "Almost all of your "generals" have been sacrificed. Hurry up and admit defeat!" "Unexpectedly, my father came to outflank him and brought in bombs. I saw the ace soldier was shot and died on the battlefield. My heartbroken tears were about to fall. But my father hummed proudly: "It's too early to be happy. Come on! The one who laughs in the end is the winner. "
Then, my father sent a commander to attack my camp. I quickly deployed the bomb, but unexpectedly it was blown away by the ambush engineers. It turned out that my father had planned it. Just when I was helpless, Just when I was about to admit defeat, my mother secretly gave me a chess piece. I looked down and saw that it was a bomb.
I was overjoyed and secretly put the bomb on the track while my father was not paying attention. The commander who lured dad came over, and sure enough, dad was fooled, and the commander was "shattered to pieces" by the bomb. Dad was shocked and shouted: "Impossible!" impossible! "I grabbed the chess piece from the referee's hand and saw that it was indeed a bomb, but I still looked at my mother in disbelief.
But my mother said with a smile: "The sky is unpredictable, surrender quickly! At this time, Dad suddenly realized and smiled knowingly: "Yes!" right! I lost! "Although this victory is not very glorious, our family of three is very happy. However, thinking about it afterwards, I feel very useless. This is not a real skill. I will definitely practice hard in the future and fight openly with my father.
The warmth of family Part 2 The warmth of family is evoked by family affection, and how many tears are wiped away by love. Home is a harbor of tenderness and a place for happiness to grow. Home is the source of dreams...Family love is priceless, so it becomes a happy and warm home.
"...We are an auspicious and happy family..." Whenever I hear this song "Three Auspicious Treasures", I will think of my warm and happy home.
The family members include an amiable father, a strict but loving mother, and a sensible me. You may not think that I have a small family, but I still have happy and sweet moments! That was a special day! For this special day, I carefully prepared a special gift.
In a few days, the class will have a mock exam, and I want to get excellent results in this exam. So, I read books and did my homework eagerly.
Just like a baby sucking breast milk. Whenever my upper and lower eyelids fight, there is one thought in my mind: I must work hard for this special gift.
In the next few days, I would either review or do questions every day, and I really reached the point where I forgot to eat and sleep! Finally, Huang Tian paid off. During the exam, I answered the test paper easily. In the end, I really got a perfect score. I was as happy as a bird flying happily! Tomorrow is the annual "Mother's Day"! I folded the perfect test papers, put them in the box, put an exquisite greeting card on them, and finally wrapped them in beautiful wrapping paper. Haha, it’s done, just wait for tomorrow! The next morning, the family was eating around the dining table. I mysteriously took out the gift from behind and shook it in front of my mother: "Hahaha, dear mommy, happy Mother's Day!" Do you know what day today is! From surprise to joy, this is the first holiday I have celebrated for my mother.
Mom said: "Thank you, daughter." I said: "A small gift is not a sign of respect. Mom, please open it and take a look."
Mom opened the gift box carefully and looked at it. When I received a perfect test paper and an exquisite greeting card, I smiled happily. Crystal tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
I winked at my father and said, "Dad, where is your gift?" Dad had an idea and said, "My gift is very special!" After saying that, he left a smile on my mother's rosy face. Next kiss. I saw my mother crying shyly.
I found that my mother was so beautiful at this time... I naughtily said, "Dad, where is mine?" Dad smiled and said, "Naughty bitch." After that, Dad also kissed me. Kiss my young face. At this time, the whole family laughed.
My father smiled so happily, my mother smiled so sweetly, I smiled so happily... I understand: the warmth of a family needs to be woven with love! The Warmth of Family Part 3 Family is synonymous with warmth, isn’t it? Family is a society that contains beauty, troubles, warmth and hope. This small society has given me endless hope.
I can’t forget that day. The sky was so gloomy that it seemed to cast a shadow over my heavy heart. I held the book with the word “Award” printed on it in my hand, and my crystal tears dripped on it. On the notebook, the bright red number "10" merges into one piece. Why? Why? How could I, who had always held the crown in the class, be left far behind this time? No. 10, is this me? First place - my good friend, how sweet his smile is! But as for me, the first place seems out of reach.
There are smiling faces everywhere in school and on the street, but I am the only one who seems to have fallen into an invisible state.