In the process of learning, I have tasted the ups and downs of life. I feel life, feel life and taste people's wealth. The interest of life lies in whether you care about it or not, and whether you seriously explore the pleasure that life gives you.
In the process of learning, happiness and bitterness saturated my soul. What is happiness? Music is the highest collision in life that people have been pursuing. In my so-called life experience of more than ten years, I felt the taste of music and tasted the nourishing lens that gave me music. After seventeen years of study, my happiness lies in studying.
When discussing problems hand in hand with my partners, I didn't understand a lot of knowledge, which led to one discussion after another. Just when everyone was frowning, suddenly a knowledgeable classmate broke the silence. When the answer was announced, we cheered. Cheers linger in our hearts for a long time, echoing in the thick learning atmosphere. Is this a small shot during my study? The long road to reading is full of happiness and pain.
"Two" 600-word Composition My Story
My story
That was when I was 4 years old. One night, when I was sitting in the yard counting the stars, I suddenly saw a full moon in the basin filled with water next to the small stool. I was ecstatic. After reading and watching, I couldn't restrain my excitement, so I rushed to Mei Mei's house, my good partner in the same hospital. I put my mouth to her ear and said mysteriously; "Hey, Mei Mei, my family has a full moon." I don't believe it! You are lying! "I lied to you that you were a puppy, and Bi Xin came to my yard to see it," I was anxious to defend. So Mei Mei and I came to the yard together.
"Look! I proudly pointed to the moon in the washbasin and said proudly. She squatted beside the washbasin and talked to herself while watching. " Why doesn't it look like the sky? Oh, yes! The moon in the sky is the mother of this moon. " I am proud to say. Mei Mei was silent.
When I was 9 years old, I experienced the test of independence. That day, I came home from class for the first time, and I got on a No.5 bus. The passengers on the bus were full, probably because of the eleventh day. There are fewer and fewer people, so I chose a window seat to sit down and enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window. As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people on the bus. Finally, I took the bus to the terminal. "Half an hour at most!" As soon as I sat down, I was scared silly. I'm just waiting with a hungry stomach. Finally, I started the car. I cheered up and accompanied the car. I went home.
My story may be full of innocence and regret, but I think all my success stems from my childhood stories.
Stories make life, and life makes the future!
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(3) Write an essay entitled My Story, 600 words.
There are many beautiful stories in everyone's heart, some of which are very interesting and some are very touching. Now I will tell you a story about me, a story that makes me blush when I think about it.
Probably in the first grade. "Ding Lingling-"is over. This cheerful * * * activated the brain cells that everyone was going to sleep, and the students ran out of the classroom with joy. I got up from my seat in a daze. Well, it seems it's time for school. With this in mind, I picked up my schoolbag and walked out of the classroom. Everyone is chasing and playing, and no one notices me as a "deserter"
I walked on my way home, thinking as I walked, I walked fast today. Look, others can't even see a shadow! I was even a little complacent, so I stepped up. In the summer afternoon, it was very quiet, only cicadas chirped wildly in the branches.
Walking, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I slowly turned my head at 180 degrees. It turned out to be a classmate in my class. Panting, she came running: "I found you! Come on, we're going to class! Have you forgotten? " What? ! I recited the timetable in my mind-oh, what bad luck! How could I forget there was another math class! It's over! I'm sure I'll get a k I came to the classroom in fear and trembling-"report!" Suddenly, the eyes of the whole class were all fired at me. There were reproachful, mocking and contemptuous smiles in those eyes. My face is so hot that I really want to find a crack in the ground. I hung my head and didn't dare to face the teacher's stern eyes.
After a long "interrogation", I mechanically returned to my seat, listening to my classmates whispering, and my mind was in chaos. ......
It's been a long time, and it's still vivid. This has become my little secret-shh, you must keep it a secret for me!
My story composition is 600 words.
Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. The days are gone forever, and five years of primary school life have passed by in a hurry. There are countless stories about me at home and on campus that inspire me all the time, but that training is vivid and unforgettable.
It was the fifteenth day of the first month of 20 10. My mother, godmother and sister and I went to the Century Happy Garden. When I reached the pirate ship, my sister suddenly shouted, "We stole the ship in Shanghai! It must be fun to see so many people sitting. " I'm surprised. What? Take a pirate ship? Oh, my god, I'm afraid to swing so high. Maybe Shanghai was stunned before stealing the ship. what can I do?
Everyone walked towards the pirate ship, and I walked slowly like a pirate ship. "The ship is leaving, please line up." The waiter shouted. Suddenly I heard my sister whisper, "Mom, I don't want to take a pirate ship. I'm a little scared. " I was so happy at once that I couldn't wait to kiss my sister 100. She spoke my mind, which made me very happy! I also ... I haven't said it yet, but I heard dopted mother say sharply, "No, you said it." Besides, my brother is not afraid. How can I be afraid as a sister? " We're all up. "Dopted mother's words came as a bolt from the blue, and I suddenly stood there, not knowing what to say. This is really driving ducks to the shelves!
"Please remember to fasten your seat belt and get ready to sail!" The waiter shouted. Wow! It has been swaying slowly without our feeling. I smiled. So pirate ships are like this! It's no different from what I sat in the square. As soon as I was excited, the ship unconsciously accelerated its speed and height. I can't laugh now, and then it turns into screaming. With the increase of the speed and height of the pirate ship, I became crazy screaming and shouting louder and louder. The passengers on the ship don't know if they were scared by my high decibel or if the height of the ship was too fast. They all stopped screaming and looked at me as if I were an alien.
After dinner, I went to the hotel, lying in bed with my eyes closed, as if I were on a pirate ship, and I was on a pirate ship that night!
Although it is only a game project, it inspires me a lot. No matter what the project is, as long as you dare to try, you will gain something and surpass yourself. I believe I will surpass myself and create a new self!
Seeking adoption is a satisfactory answer.
"Wu" junior high school's 600-word composition with the theme of Labor Day should have a story, please kneel down.
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Peach blossoms, green fields and golden rape blossoms are endless. Farmers, you bought our delicious food with strong arms, and you watered our bodies with sweat.
The splash of steel flowers and the roar of machine tools have left no trace of the original buildings. Workers, you dragged up our lives with that solid arm. You have brought us convenience with your solid work.
When you sit in a car and enjoy personal mobility, when you sit in a bus and enjoy public welfare, when you sit in a long-distance ship and enjoy a chic journey, when you fly into the blue sky and make the world smaller, you can know the beauty of labor.
When you walk into restaurants, shops and bustling business districts, you know that the service is hard. Do you still stand like that after standing on your legs all day?
When you enter the school, you can see the flash of knowledge, you can hear the communication between books and people, you can smell the sweat of teachers, and the work of knowledge becomes greater.
When you integrate everything into society, everything around you is given by ordinary labor.
Life is so beautiful, human beings are so progressive, everything comes from our efforts and ordinary work, and it is so silent.
Labor creates history and labor creates the future. On the occasion of the new May Day International Labor Day, let's praise the most beautiful labor.
Spring breeze and spring rain swept through Yuan Ye, and a long layer of green was awakened.
In May, in this spring season, it is a day of heavy thunder and little rain, and the geese flying south waded home; It is the brilliant season when apricot blossoms are in full bloom in Shan Ye. "She laughs in the bushes"; It is a good season for winter wheat farmers to sweat and hoe.
Frogs chirping insects, fish jumping birds scattered, and the wilderness in early spring was noisy. Flying kites are in the embrace of the blue sky, and people on the ground are stretching their muscles and saving their physical strength. Unconsciously, spring is quietly coming to us with light steps-in the spring of May.
May is a paradise for children. Throw away the heavy cotton-padded clothes and hats, run to the fields to play, and sing a spring song on the willow flute. May is the day of young people, the season of surging spring tide, holding hands with my son, walking with him, picking roses in spring and decorating the sky of love; May is a festival for the elderly, walking with the spring birds singing and fishing on the newly thawed lake ... May is a festival for all people and working people all over the world.
It is the days that flow away like water, and the memory is more and more mottled by the passage of time. People have not forgotten this scene, and "May 1 International Labor Day" has become a special commemoration of their heroic feats.
Working people are the greatest people in the world. They created the world, created mankind and created our happy life today. It is labor that has created today's towering buildings; It is labor that has built the modern information superhighway; It is labor that turns the vast land into a small village; It is labor that turns vast wasteland into vast fertile land.
Labor is magical, and labor is great. With hard-working hands and wisdom, laborers have woven this colorful world and created human civilization. Let's pay tribute to the workers all over the world on this special day!
In May full of true feelings, I hold your hand full of cocoons due to labor, send my sincere wishes and listen to the hymn of your labor. "beside the ancient road outside the pavilion, the grass is blue" is a kind of life; "Leaning against the railing and resting in the rain" is a kind of life; If the midstream hits the water, the waves will stop the flying boat. This is a kind of life. "Unknown, selfless dedication" is also a kind of life. All kinds of life and labor are like sugar cubes in coffee, which makes our life interesting; Labor is like the scenery on the roadside, which makes our life colorful.
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Lu's composition "Chinese Characters and My Story" is about 600 words.
Like a lively and lovely elf, jumping on the square paper and writing a touching song with Chinese characters; Like a crystal clear bottle, it flows through the tip of the pen, and suddenly, a masterpiece pops out of the paper. Chinese characters, Chinese characters of our Chinese nation!
Chinese characters are an indispensable part of our life. Look! On the billboard in the street, in the book in front of you? There are footprints of Chinese characters. I love reading, I love writing, and I love China's Chinese characters more! If there were no Chinese characters, where would all this come from?
I have been holding hands with Chinese characters since I was a child. In that coloring book, Chinese characters waved to me. In Grimm's fairy tales, Chinese characters hold my hand and tell me wonderful stories. In terms of popular science knowledge, Chinese characters tell me about the wonders of the world, tell me about popular science knowledge, broaden my horizons and "charge" my brain. Now, I like writing. Chinese characters are like my soldiers. Listen to me and make a masterpiece. I like your Chinese characters!
The long history of Chinese characters also fascinates me. From Oracle Bone Inscriptions to inscriptions on bronze, from inscriptions on bronze to seal script, official script and cursive script, from cursive script to regular script we use today, every step of running script and Chinese characters embodies the painstaking efforts of the Chinese nation. Chinese characters are the core of China people and the descendants of dragons!
Whenever I see familiar Chinese characters, Chinese characters that I rely on to communicate, such sentences will come to my mind, "Chinese characters are vivid." Communication civilization is unparalleled in the world. Conjunction into sentences, cadence. Calligraphy fonts, each with its own strengths? "These fragments echoed in my mind for a long time.
"Pure" Poverty Alleviation Story: A True Story of a 600-word Composition
The happy heart no longer flies freely in the sky, but can only hide in the cage alone! Only oneself can taste the bitterness of reading life, and only oneself know the happiness! Pleasure in pain is our specialty! Small groups, telling jokes of unknown origin, chatting about what happened around them, no matter what the taste, as long as it can relieve boredom! Only reading can make me happy! Books can even take me around the world! Sometimes when I giggle when I read a joke book alone, my mother always looks at me with strange eyes! Sometimes when I look at my real name, I often burst into tears when I see the invitation letter! Mom said I was hopeless. I'm totally stuck! On Saturday, I came back from the library and couldn't wait to read the books I just borrowed! I can't help crying when I look at it! Mom always says it's all fake. Why are you crying? But I can't! I can't control it! My cousin always looks at me with envious eyes. She says: It's good to be young, skipping and laughing. This is youth, colorful youth! And the days of youth are often the days of reading! The days of studying are also beautiful because of youth! I believe that I will spare no effort, and I believe that it will come naturally! Good wishes and hopes have also become the fun of reading day! Reading life is bittersweet, and only bittersweet is the real reading life!
The story composition of my hometown is 600 words.
Quanzhou, my hometown, is the starting point of the Maritime Silk Road and a beautiful and rich city. But who knew that a big city like Quanzhou was once poor and backward?
Once, my parents and I went to the mall to buy clothes. I was dazzled by all kinds of clothes in the shopping mall. There are down jackets, sweaters, shirts and coats. At this time, my father said to my mother, "It's really convenient to buy clothes now. It's not as troublesome as before." ..... that's right. "Mom should way. Hearing this, I leaned over and asked, "What did you wear before?" Dad said, "* * * will give us tickets. After buying cloth, your grandmother will make clothes for our brothers and sisters. It's not that easy to buy ready-made ones! Besides, we don't have enough money to pay for it. "
When I came home after buying clothes, my father didn't urge me to sleep as usual, but opened the wooden box in the corner to show me. What's in it surprises me. There is a pool of coarse clothes in my head. I picked up the cloth and touched the dust on my hand. When I opened it, it turned out to be a shirt that I almost gave my life. I opened the rest of the clothes again. They were all the same. Their colors are monotonous, only black, white and gray. Rough cloth must be very uncomfortable to wear. I asked my father in surprise, "Did you wear this kind of clothes when you were a child?" Dad said, "That's right. Over the past decade or so, the economy on the west side of the Taiwan Strait has grown rapidly, and your generation is "those who are blessed don't know how to be blessed". After listening to my father's introduction, I remembered that there were many clothes in my closet that were both beautiful and comfortable to wear, and I couldn't help sighing about the rapid economic development in Haixi in recent years.
"Reform and opening-up", what a magical word 1 1979, its appearance has brought about earth-shaking changes in China! As one of the biggest beneficiaries of reform and opening up, I want to shout from the heart: thank you for reform and opening up.
The story composition about patriotic health in Nine is about 600 words.
Everyone loves their motherland deeply, but their expressions are quite different. Soldiers stationed on the island, with diligence and wisdom, are building the island of the motherland. After reading the text "Colorful Wings", I deeply realized the patriotism of soldier Gao Xiao.
"I" and Gao Xiao went to Gem Island Station. Gao Xiao just went to visit relatives in Heilongjiang and brought a carton when he came back. "I" deliberately joked with Gao Xiao, saying that there must be something delicious in the carton. Gao Xiao said there were some insects in the carton. I was surprised that at night, when we arrived at Gem Island, Gao Xiao and I went to a "melon tasting party" and we tasted the first watermelon on the island together. "I" learned from the "Melon Tasting" that the things planted on the island needed artificial pollination because there was no insect pollination. Gao Xiao brought insects to the island so that they could pollinate plants and make them grow better.
Gao Xiao is a soldier stationed on the island. His task is to defend and build the islands of the motherland. Gao Xiao has a patriotic heart. He carried out his task meticulously, and even thought of bringing insects from his hometown to pollinate plants. This incident fully embodies his patriotic spirit.
I can't make great contributions to my motherland now, but I can also start from small things and cultivate my patriotism.
Some time ago, the teacher asked several students to do handwritten newspapers with the theme of "patriotism", including me. At home, several of our classmates made handwritten newspapers seriously. We carefully designed the layout of the handwritten newspaper, found essays, poems and aphorisms that praised and praised the motherland, copied them on the handwritten newspaper one by one, and painted the illustrations very beautifully. By doing so, the students expressed their love for their motherland. We should have a patriotic heart now and serve the motherland when we grow up.
Patriotism, you don't have to do earth-shattering things. As long as you are like Gao Xiao, you will always have your motherland in your heart and always want to contribute to your motherland, you are a patriotic person.