In daily study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with writing. Writing is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. I believe many friends are very upset about writing essays. The following are the essays on companionship that I collected for you. Welcome to read and collect them. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 1
Life journey, and singing and walking. Take a trip to the mountains and rivers and watch the scenery all the way. -inscription
I don't know when it started, but I suddenly felt that it was very pleasant to have a camera to accompany me when I was lonely.
pick up the camera and listen to the click of the shutter. Heart immediately added a few minutes of pleasure.
I always like to record beautiful things when the sun is shining. When I see those breathtaking scenery, I have to photograph them. Some tiny things are insignificant to others, but they are beautiful to me. Patiently focus, find the angle, adjust the sensitivity, and find the best combination of light and shadow ... Sometimes I can toss for dozens of minutes to take the next shot. But I don't care. I'm willing to keep this beautiful moment in front of me, no matter how much it costs.
Sometimes the sunshine is hidden behind white clouds, like a beautiful woman with a shy face; Sometimes the aroma of coffee is in the air, and the fog is misty, just like a fairyland; Sometimes monotonous flowers with exquisite flowerpots, and then gilded by the sun, are dazzling. In short, whether it is plain or thrilling, as long as you feel it with your heart and observe it with your eyes, you will find that beauty is everywhere.
The camera is my second pair of eyes, which are longer in my hands than in my heart. These eyes are like a double-edged sword, which can cut everything open and reveal the most beautiful side.
People are forgetful, and they forget many things in the past, even the most precious experience they thought at that time. With the passage of time, it will only stay in the brain for a moment, and finally it will be dusty by memory and gradually buried by new things. But the camera can't. It can faithfully remember everything you want to remember for you, as long as you want.
Although the camera is lifeless, it has a pair of eyes like a peach blossom. It accompanied me through many wonderful moments. Everything can be confided to it, and it knows all my unknown secrets.
Like cicadas accompanying the clouds, the grass accompanying the breeze, the camera accompanying me through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, and accompanying me to taste the joys and sorrows. I think I can't live without him in my life. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 2
You need someone to accompany you when you grow up. I think of my mother's companionship when I was a child.
When I was a child, I once smashed many flowerpots in my neighbor's house for fun. When my neighbor's aunt saw it, she came to my house angrily and knocked on the door, shouting, "Open the door quickly!"
when mom heard this, she immediately ran to open the door, but I didn't know what was going on with a puzzled face. At this time, I vaguely heard "what's wrong with your child?" How so naughty, I broke my flowerpot. " The neighbor said. And my mother hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! I'll just pay you. "
After that, my neighbor left, and I heard my mother crying and said, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't ..." Her words immediately moved me, so I went over and comforted her. And I thought to myself, "it's all my fault, and I should bear all this."
My young heart instantly turned into a sensible one. I not only comforted my mother, but also said I'm sorry. Mother woke up from self-reflection and stopped crying when she heard me say I was sorry. My mother kindly said to me, "Son, no matter what grievances you suffer in the future, I will accompany you."
I seem to understand the meaning of this sentence, so I ran to my neighbor's house and looked to see if anyone was there. I shouted, "Is anyone there?" Suddenly, a man came out. I looked up and saw that it was a neighbor. I lowered my head and whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry, I broke your flowerpot because I was naughty." I was about to cry when my neighbor came to me. I thought my neighbor wanted me. I quickly closed my eyes and learned my lesson.
I felt the touch of the lesson. My neighbor's hand touched my head and said, "Son, as long as you dare to admit your mistake, my aunt will forgive you. As for the flowerpot, let it go." Then the neighbor left.
it was my mother's words that made me understand a lot. My mother has been growing up with me since I was a child, and I will never forget it! Taking companionship as the topic of composition 3
Companionship is like fish can't live without water, cats can't live without fish, and I can't live without you, mom. I am like a small fish, swimming freely with your company.
My mother has been with me for ten years. From the first baby crying to the present laughter, there are more and more candles on the cake every year. Companionship is like five flavors, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.
In the morning, the gentle sun shines on my face through the glass, and day after day's life begins! Every day when I get up, I can smell an attractive fragrance, so I quickly wash my face. Before I come to the table, I can see a different breakfast every day. I can't help but be glad to have a mother who can arrange it so well. Although a simple breakfast can't express anything, it contains the warm love of my mother, and her love is like the spring breeze.
"Ba Ba Na Na" I gulped down rice porridge, while my mother was preparing for my school. Pens, pencils and erasers were all put in the pencil case, but my mother would inevitably miss something.
"Mom, what shall I wear today?" I "stroked" my round belly and walked slowly to my mother.
"In my room, I've got it all ready. Go and change it, and I've found the socks." Mother tidied up the dishes on the dining table. Every day is such a morning. Every day, every day, every day, 365 days, I don't worry about my morning at all, because I have my mother's arrangements.
Mom, the moon is bright because of the company of the stars. The vastness of the sea is due to the company of seagulls; And with your company, I am not lonely on the road of life. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 4
What is companionship? What exactly is companionship? I was lost in thought, and I couldn't help thinking of the three hamsters that had been with me for more than a year.
I was eight years old and playing at home with my cousin. It happened to be my birthday that day. My cousin took me to a pet shop and I saw many pets. There are puppies, kittens, parrots, etc., but none of them look good. Just when there is nothing to do, suddenly a small light bulb lights up and goes in to have a look. Ah! There are mice, I shouted, and the clerk came over and introduced, this is a hamster. It's cute. Or are you smart!
I stared at the hamster, and he looked at me with eyes wide open. I saw that he was doing well and bought three. I named them coke fried chicken and milk tea. When I go back, I spend all my time playing with them. Whenever I get angry, I have them with me. They can eat as many nuts as I put in, and once I almost died from eating too much coke.
After a month, the hamsters have grown up a lot. One day, I held fried chicken and pressed it on his face. He spit out a bunch of nuts, and then I knew why they could eat so much. Where's the secret money? I put the mixed chicken back. I am not angry when I go back, because I usually go to school, and they will save their own food. I am very happy, which proves that their IQ is not so low.
Later, they accompanied me for about a year. Two of them died suddenly and one died of old age. I was very sad, so I put them in a box and their favorite nuts. Buried them in the backyard.
what is companionship? At this time, I suddenly understood that companionship is friendship, and a person or thing spends a long time with you, while accompanying you with joys and sorrows. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 5
Everyone's growth is inseparable from companionship. Who is accompanying you up to now?
On Sunday, my parents will go out on business together. Alas, I am the only one at home alone. Mom will go for two or three days, so she makes three phone calls every day. Either recite 3 English words or do 2 math problems. Or don't play computer, which is easy to break your eyes. Don't play ...
This makes me particularly annoyed. The phone is like a golden hoop curse. Command me, let me go east, I have to go east, let me go west, I have to go east and west, and I am controlled by that phone. I sighed and endured that annoying bell.
suddenly I had a brainwave and came up with a good idea: unplug the telephone line. The phone stopped ringing, and the room was quiet. I proudly said to myself, "I'm so smart that I can come up with this good idea."
I turned on the computer to play games until I was competing with the devil. Just then, when I was really happy, I suddenly heard the familiar footsteps. It must be my father's return. I think something is wrong. Why did my polite father come back so anxiously today? I was as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. My father was panting outside the door and said, "Open the door. Dad is back. Open the door quickly!" "
I plugged in the telephone line in a hurry and opened the door in a hurry. My father's face was red, and sweat streamed down. My clothes were soaked and I could almost wring water out.
"are you all right?" Dad is about to cry.
"I'm fine." I said.
"Oh, it's almost time. I have to go." Dad left in a hurry. I just said that I wanted to go back to my unit in a gust of wind.
I looked at the back of my father's departure and thought: It would be great if I remembered the phone again, because my parents who loved me stood on the other end of the phone.
We need the company of our parents and cherish the time we spend with them. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 6
The sunshine is mild, bright and pure. When they fall on me in wisps, they seem to blend into my blood and become a part of my life. I think there is a small colorful window in my heart, which will shine brightly against the bright sunshine. And the sunshine of the soul, isn't it the same? Peaceful, safe and full of hope. When I saw Xu Jia's I Love Sunshine in the bookstore, I bought it without hesitation. At first, I was attracted by the title, and later I was deeply impressed by the content of the book. In this book, I found a long-lost understanding and trust. The children in Xu Jia's works have been confused, inferior and crazy, but they have never left and doubted the beauty and hope. Perhaps what Xu Jia interprets is a belief in love and life. Perhaps what we need is the spirit that we can be disappointed but never despair; Can be crazy but never extreme; Easy to be lonely, but more aware of the bright spots in life. There will be helplessness in life, but we will never lose our dreams, love and warmth.
Maybe the warmth given to us by those people in our lives is also a ray of sunshine. Together, it will become the sun in the palm of your hand, which is hot enough to melt all misfortunes and sorrows. The selfless care given by my parents, the help and understanding of my friends, and the praise and affirmation of strangers ... These love and praise are enough to light up our whole sky, but we have never found it or moved it. Perhaps while stubbornly agreeing with the darkness of human nature, we have unconsciously missed a large area of happy gardens and bright sunshine.
In this season of sadness and helplessness, I am just an ordinary child who believes in beauty and will not refuse loneliness and loneliness. I like the gorgeous desolation of Zhang Ailing, but I prefer the warmth and softness of Xi Murong, just as I love snow, but I love bright sunshine more.
In the days when I am accompanied by sunshine, I feel peaceful and grow happier. It is my belief and hope. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 7
Companionship is the longest confession, the most beautiful time and the most touching emotion. It is in the company of many people that ignorant teenagers grow into stable young people. And it was under your eyes that I walked out of the maze of life.
When I was a child, your figure lingered beside me; When you are older, you go back to the village, and I can only know the past from my parents.
one year, two years, three years ... time flies like water. An ignorant teenager appeared in front of you, and you were ecstatic. You hugged me in your arms, and your wrinkled hand caressed my delicate face, leaving a touch of wheat fragrance.
Radish, corn, onion ... are put into the bag one after another. Every time you go back to your hometown, you are warmly greeted, treated with the most enthusiastic courtesy of the farmer, and had a sumptuous meal. All kinds of ingredients can always be cooked by you.
I seldom go back in a year, but you left a deep impression on me.
Over 5 years old, but still clinging to the ridge, short body, fat body has endless maternal love.
Last year, I went to my first winter vacation in junior high school and went back to my hometown for the Spring Festival. The cold wind is very stinging. You are washing vegetables outside, and I can observe you so carefully for the first time. Years have carved countless marks on your face, but they glow with infinite light. The sweat on your forehead is crystal clear, like a big gem.
You are a mother, and the children accompanying you are also my mother; You are a farmer, accompanying crops to thrive; You are also my grandmother, accompanying me to grow up.
companionship is not necessarily physical companionship; the most important thing is spiritual growth and care.
companionship, everyone spends his life with his loved ones in a limited time.
companionship means caring for a person with all you have.
whether familiar or unfamiliar, as long as we meet and know each other in the vast world, we are destined to accompany each other. Taking companionship as the topic of composition 8
In a yellow photo, a babbling little guy is blushing and tearing a picture book; In a treasured video, a naive little guy is snuggling in his mother's arms and staring at the picture, listening to his mother telling the story of grandma wolf; In front of a small desk, a little boy is engrossed in painting a portrait of Snow White. In the corner of a room, a little boy is reading a book while imitating the Monkey King's action modeling ... Needless to guess, that master is me. Perhaps it was my parents' intentional arrangement. Since I was a child, I have been accompanied by books everywhere, and I have gradually grown up in a series of "unbreakable", comic books, pinyin books, interesting stories and famous books.
I clearly remember that when I was a child, my parents always told me some short stories before I went to bed, and I listened to them with relish every time. Later, they bought some story books from the bookstore and read them to me. Until the day after I went to primary school, my father mysteriously said to me, "Every day, you like to eat sugar cane, right?" "hmm!" I answered without thinking. "Do you like to eat it yourself, or do you want Dad to chew it first and feed it to you?" Dad then asked. "Of course, I ate it myself. What's the taste after you chew it first?" I replied with great pride. "Oh, every day is really smart, but