Write a 700-word composition in letter format.

1. A composition in the form of a letter is about 700 words. Dear Mr. Wu,

Hello!

I want to tell you what I think. I am fortunate to be your student in this life. What a kind and kind teacher you are! Every day, you walk lightly to the podium with brand-new books in your hand and a bright smile on your face. Standing on the podium, facing dozens of pairs of shining eyes full of thirst for knowledge, you calmly gave us that exquisite explanation and told us all the truth of being a man. Let us inherit and carry forward the glorious tradition of the older generation of revolutionaries, defend the motherland and win glory for the country. It is you who teach students to paint the magnificent sea, the towering Mount Tai, the magnificent Huangguoshu Waterfall and the picturesque Guilin landscape with colored brushes in their hands ... let us know the vastness, beauty and richness of the motherland.

You left a good impression on me. In class, the content of the text is very thorough. Be conscientious and able to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. No, among these advantages, I think your most outstanding is your good class. Every time you teach a text, you always ask us to weigh the deep meaning of each word. You are best at guiding us to explore from all angles of the text, inspiring students' enthusiasm, making us deeply involved in our feelings and making us "go up a storey still higher". When I think of the class Memories 16 years ago, you not only taught us to understand the author's sadness from the heart, but also taught us to learn the writing method of this article and told us the benefits of using this method. ...

Mr. Wu, you are like a gardener in the garden, cultivating the flowers of the motherland and turning us from an innocent child into a knowledgeable and learned big child. Just like a flower seed, under your hard cultivation, the flower seed grows buds, bears buds and blooms, giving people beautiful colors, fresh air and beautiful scenery! Ah, teacher, you are the cultivator and disseminator of beauty. Only with you can there be this beautiful world. You see, peaches and plums are paying tribute to you, and spring is smiling at you; Teacher, your love is as warm as the sun, as sweet as spring water and as bright as a gem! Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can't be counted as your dedication to me, and poetry and songs can't praise your reverence! The name engraved on immortality may not last forever, and the name engraved on stone will not last forever, but your name is engraved in our hearts, teacher, and that is eternity! Some people say that the teacher's kindness is higher than the mountain, others say that the teacher's kindness is more valuable than gold, and I say that the teacher's kindness is wider than the sea! Mr. Wu, your students will not fail you. They will study hard, "shine on you is better than blue", become talents of pillars, and make contributions to the motherland in different posts!

I wish teacher Wu:

Good health, successful career, always as beautiful as flowers!

Your student: xxx

2. A letter of more than 700 words with the theme of thanking parents.

Dear mother:

Hello, you are a teacher in my life and an example for me to study and live. Everything I grew up with is written by you with love. Memories are like water, with joy, pain, tears and laughter.

In a season that is scorched red by the scorching sun, when a mother hopes to expect a great fact and wait for a fragrant baby to be born, pain is a sign that the baby appears, and it is also the news that a seed gives birth to a beautiful life in the soil. A weak girl was born, and under the attention of your loving eyes, I began to look at the world with curiosity.

Giving birth to a child is a common thing for every woman, just as the sun is bound to rise every morning. This is inevitable and true. It is the simplest and therefore the greatest. You are the source of my life. For my birth, you shed tears, sweat and blood. It is said that children are the crystallization of parents' love and the node from love to affection. So you treat me like an angel from God.

Motherly love is like water, gentle as water. Motherly love is a poem. The poem was finished before it was written, and the handwriting was blurred by tears. I can't leave your love in this life.

Joy comes from a moment, watching the whispering swallow, so you taught me to recite'' helpless flowers fall, as if the swallow had returned. "Oh, song ci can fly. In the dark rainy night, accompanied by the story of the prince and Cinderella, and your body temperature, I crossed the Nile in my dream, crossed the Danish Strait, played games with Grandpa Andersen with a white beard, sat on the bright spring grass like Bess, and lay under the dripping green juice, listening to your stories about the past. These little joys filled my childhood with joy.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, I have changed from a little girl to a sixteen-year-old teenage girl. When the rebellious God came, I was not smart enough to please you, and I no longer had the patience to listen to your advice and nagging. I always feel that my mother is too backward to know "super girl", "casual clothes" and how to surf the Internet. My mother is always busy, repeating boring work, cooking, washing clothes and farming over and over again every day. Farming, washing clothes, cooking,,, mother is too ordinary, too ordinary, life is dull, there is neither ups and downs nor adventure, nor too much hope or desire, there has never been flowers and applause, but just planted crops on the yellow land,

When I laughed at my mother's backwardness, when I talked back to her, I clearly saw her tearful eyes, and my ignorance made her sad.

The quiet candlelight reflected quietly on the wall, swaying gently. I didn't speak, just looked at the eighteen candles on the birthday cake. In the dark, by the dim candlelight, I saw your mother's hopeful eyes, and I was speechless for a moment.

Today after next year, I will face the college entrance examination. I suddenly felt that I was not the girl who spoiled in my mother's arms. When I grew up, an inexplicable sense of responsibility suddenly came to my mind. I am no longer just sighing for my poor grades as before, nor crying for the future as before. I try to understand every wrong question. I try to bring sunshine to my mother, even though I was not born a sunny person.

"Our love is a stream, and my mother's love is like an ocean." Our love rushes forward like a song, while my mother's love is as calm as a lake, but it is always deep-rooted and affectionate.

For my growth, you gave your youth, you have no regrets, I love you forever, my dear mother.

To mother.

Be healthy and smile often.

Love your daughter: XX

3. Write a 600-word love composition. Teacher Chen:

Hello!

A new year is coming, and we will be one year older. Thank you for your hard education and careful training over the past few years, which has turned me from an ignorant child into a knowledgeable, intelligent and capable class cadre.

With your help, I wrote vivid works; With your encouragement, I learned the guzheng and successfully got the second grade. Under your recommendation, I became a small reporter and published many articles. In your gentle criticism and gentle reminder, I realized my own shortcomings and deficiencies ... all my achievements and progress are inseparable from your careful teaching.

Teacher Chen, your vivid lectures and usual teaching have made me understand many truths: in learning, we have realized the pleasure of "no pains, no gains"; In life, we understand the importance of unity and cooperation; When getting along with classmates, we feel the value of sincerity and love. ...

In the new year, I will continue to work hard. I'm not good enough now, but I believe I can do better! I want to read more books and write more works; Participate in all kinds of competitions, strive for more first place, and strive for more honor for the class!

Teacher Chen, please believe me. I will definitely do better, and I will try my best to bring the class better!

Congratulations.

Happy New Year and all the best! Dear xx:

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4. "I write a letter to myself" composition should praise myself in the form of letters (800 words). When I was a child, I was always elated by others' praise and depressed by others' criticism. I remember when I was in the fourth grade, my father warned me: Don't let others affect your mood, you should always praise yourself and feel that you are the most beautiful and best. Dad's words have always been

At school, I was ashamed to see that my academic performance was not as good as that of my classmates, so I silently read to myself, "* *, are you really so stupid?" Why not as good as others? "I always blame myself, so that I lose confidence in myself and my academic performance drops. Think about it from another angle. In fact, I have other advantages! I won the prize in the school writing contest and composition contest. Besides, I can also play basketball, table tennis and so on. I also won the women's championship in a school table tennis competition! Actually, I'm not bad either! What skills are not as good as others are just polite words. But then again, you must be modest. As the saying goes, "learn from each other's strengths."

The best way to make yourself confident is to praise yourself constantly. Praise yourself for no reason, as people often say: "Love needs no reason". Similarly, you don't need a reason to love and praise yourself. You can say to yourself anytime, anywhere: I did really well today.

Some people say that the greatest enemy of mankind is yourself, but you must constantly challenge all your self-feelings with your ability to praise and love yourself. What kind of situation is that? I am sure that the more you praise yourself, the more confident and happy you will be.

Every day, I sincerely say to myself: Today, I have done very successfully! In the long run, you will find yourself becoming confident. Worry, pain and sadness will leave you.

Friend, do you have confidence in yourself? If not, then learn from me! Praise yourself more. If there is no praise in life, the stage of life will be short of * * *, and the flowers of life will be difficult to bloom without affirming their own values. A wonderful life needs you to build constantly, and the key is to see if you can give yourself a reason to be confident in the long journey of life.

5. Ask for a composition in letter format, the best title of more than 600 words, and the best writing for yourself after 20 years.

Lao Peng:

Hello!

How's life recently? You must be very busy at work. No way, we must continue to work hard for a better life.

Speaking of which, my life is very difficult now! Every day, home and school constitute a two-point and one-line lifestyle. Maybe learning is synonymous with us. No matter whether teachers or parents shut up, they just study hard or something. How annoying! Homework is piling up, and I don't want to write it when I look at it. It hasn't been the same since I was a sophomore. There are hundreds of schools of thought vying for large-scale exams and tests. I know that rote learning is really not a good way. I get dark circles under my eyes every day because of it. The recent days are even more bitter. I can't catch my breath after school. The teacher said that we should take good care of the time from school to dinner, and don't let it "slip away from us quietly". Oh, my God, do you still live alone? I study hard every day. However, this can't be entirely attributed to the teacher. The most important thing is the "College Entrance Examination".

Now, I am writing to you while listening to Faye Wong's album Fable. This album, no matter from composition. The lyrics and production are great. Her music is not as boring and boring as pop music now. She is using music to interpret her outlook on life. Yes, maybe each of us is a fable, and we are all writing our own fables. Whether your fable is short or long, plain or colorful, tragic or comedy, it records our life, and it is an unimaginable fable, from which we can get more or less enlightenment from life. I like Faye Wong very much, because she can really follow her own personality. Willing to live. There is no doubt that she is lucky. Her life is the meaningful life she wants. A wonderful life. I don't know Lao Peng, is your life what you want now? I hope so!

Do you know what I long for? There is a sea. There is a beach. Where there are lovers. What a warm and beautiful scene it will be! All the troubles and unhappiness are in the sea, all the happiness depends on the shoulders of the lover, and all the seeds of hope are scattered to the sunset, so that it breeds new hope for tomorrow.

Recently, I was watching Tagore's Birds. Very good. I hope my tomorrow can fly freely like a bird.

I am an ideal person. I always believe that my tomorrow will be better.

These are Tucki's life and dreams now. I wonder if Lao Peng will laugh at me when you see this letter twenty years later. Laugh at my simplicity and romance; I have no idea about the present situation and complexity of society. In your opinion, life is not so beautiful and society is not so simple? Every day, you are numb and running around to survive. Did the world smooth your edges and corners, and you became smooth? Have you given up my ideal?

Lao Peng, when you read my letter, you are envious of my present life. Nostalgia or ridicule?

Remember to write to me!

6. Write a composition in letter format. The person I admire most is 700 words. I need a 700-word composition about the person I admire most-the cleaner.

The person I admire most-the cleaner

There are many people in life, including teachers, classmates and parents ... The cleaner is an inconspicuous person, but I admire her very much.

This is a winter. The cold wind makes people tremble. I wore a thick cotton-padded jacket and a schoolbag, and left happily. When I went downstairs, I saw a cleaner wearing a thin overalls, coming to the trash can and reaching for it with a wooden stick in his hand. I thought, oh, that's disgusting! There are so many dirty things that she dares to reach out. She must have covered her mouth with her hand and closed her eyes tightly. Hum, I must take a closer look! So, I walked over gently. I saw her hands red with cold, as red as a red apple. She gritted her teeth and pulled it out with a stick. Suddenly, a bottle slipped out of the trash can. At this moment, she turned around and smiled along the curved wrinkles on her face. She looks so beautiful! Her eyes are so bright and bright, and her big mouth makes people feel very kind. There is still "silver silk" in her hair! I can't help feeling admiration in my heart. I thought: I'm very sorry for what I did to her just now! In life, I don't have the spirit of not being afraid of hardship and dirt, but she does. I want to learn from her!

This is the man I admire.

Summer has arrived. At noon, the red sun scorched the earth. Mother said, "It's too hot today! Go down and buy a bottle of peanut milk! " I readily agreed and immediately rushed down with the money. Suddenly, I saw the cleaner again, and I thought, It's really hot today! Aren't you hot? When I walked in, I saw that my face was covered with bean-sized sweat. A crystal bead of sweat and other beads of sweat merged into a big drop, and along my forehead, with a bang, the sweat fell to the ground. After a while, the weather became hotter, and the sweat kept flowing downwards, like a broken pearl. I thought: how much this aunt loves her job, I must learn from her and spill this sweat on the ground.

This is the man I admire, a persistent cleaner who is not afraid of dirt!

7. Flying Dream 700 Flying Dream The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and the birds fly.

Everyone has their own dreams. However, what is a dream? What is a dream? Dreams are expectations, but dreams are powerful-your courage and persistence in taking vague dreams as ideals, and the highest level of your responsibility for yourself.

But ask yourself, how many of us can realize our original dreams? Our dream is a simple belief and a responsibility to our future and life. Perhaps, it is the lofty aspirations of twenty years old; Perhaps, it is the confusion and impulse of adolescence; Perhaps this is just a dull desire, a desire for applause and a desire for success.

Countless "possibilities" and countless "hopes", because our youth is full of miracles, and our dreams, big and small, are fragrant in every corner of life. Dear friends, looking back on your growth all the way, do you still remember the throbbing of every dream and what footprints you left in your life? In order to cultivate self-cultivation, my mother asked me to start learning calligraphy at the age of 6; Because I can speak before weaning, my mother decided that I have a gift for language and arranged a lot of language training for me since I was a child. Because of my mother's "writer's dream" when she was young, I began to receive formal writing counseling at the age of 8.

It is like a mechanical sponge, madly absorbing unfamiliar academic knowledge, such as foreign language classes, computer classes and home economics classes.

.. what my mother thinks we should learn, that's my duty. When a person looks at the award numb, I can hardly find my own direction; Suddenly disappointed with the whole future, when everyone thought you could succeed, I resolutely chose to give up.

Run away from home before the college entrance examination, in order to find the so-called reason to persist in struggle. Walking in a strange city exposed my stupidity in the dazzling sunshine.

Give up studying again, give up the opportunity to stay in the coast or even go to Beijing for further study, just to get rid of the arrangement of parents and go your own way. When everything settled down, I recalled that my parents and I bumped all the way to this remote place; Recalling the tears in my eyes when my parents left; I recall the text messages and phone calls that teachers repeatedly advised me to go back and repeat.

I suddenly realized that my dream had paid such a price.

When my classmates tell me why you know everything. For the first time, I was full of gratitude to my mother.

At that moment, I realized that the person I always wanted to resist was actually the one who understood me best, learned to be grateful, and learned to face up to my dreams. Yes, my dream.

Constant watch-give my students hope, give my readers warmth and give my lover happiness. Yes, my dream.

From the first time I stood on the podium, I began to be obsessed with this place. From the first time I published an article, I began to look forward to the world of words. From the moment I decided to stay here, I stuck to my inner wish. No matter how many marks the years have left on our faces, no matter how many scars the world has scratched on our chests, as long as we have the right to breathe, we have the power to reshape our dreams! As long as we have the oxygen to survive, we have the courage to create * * *! I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

Choose to persist, choose to cherish, choose to achieve life, and bravely realize the original dream in your heart.

8. Write a composition of about 700 words in the form of letters. "Honesty makes life better." Honesty is the virtue of the Chinese nation. Honesty makes our life more harmonious and beautiful, but some people in life don't talk about honesty and ruin the beauty in life. In my memory, there is a dishonest thing that I regret so far.

It was a weekend a few years ago. My parents and I went to the seaside to play. It was a sunny day, the sea was rippling, people on the beach were chasing and playing happily, and I was lying on the beach in the sun. At this moment, a little boy walked by me, with a string of shells hanging around his neck, colorful and varied, so beautiful! I fell in love with it as soon as I saw it. I went over to the little boy and said, "little friend, your string of shells is really beautiful!" I like it very much, will you send me? " The little boy shook his head vigorously. I said, "I'll take it! How much is it? " The little boy said, "I don't sell this string of shells!" " "After hearing this, I said angrily," What is there to be proud of? Isn't it just a string of shells? "I thought: the beach is so big, maybe I can find a bunch of beautiful shells! However, the weather didn't meet people's wishes, and I didn't find many decent shells all morning.

I am very disappointed. When I met the little boy again, I took his shell when he wasn't looking. After a while, I heard the little boy standing on the beach crying and saying intermittently, "Boo-hoo … mom, I'm sorry, Boo-hoo …" I felt very strange. "Is it not a string of shells? Why are you crying? " I went to ask the grandmother who took care of the little boy, "He lost a string of shells. Why is he so sad? " Hearing this, the old woman said with tears: "The child's mother died when he was very young, and his father worked in Guangdong. That string of shells was a relic given to him by his mother before her death. He regards it as more important than life and goes to the seaside to clean every day. " When I heard this, I froze. "What, that string of shells is actually a relic from his mother. "I walked away and looked at the string of shells again, feeling as uncomfortable as acupuncture. I picked up the shell and ran to return it to the little boy. The little boy smiled happily when he got the shell, and I smiled from the bottom of my heart.

Although it has been a long time, it is deeply imprinted in my heart, always reminding me to be an honest person, as the writer Gorky said: "The most immoral thing for human beings is dishonesty." Only by stressing honesty can life be harmonious and beautiful, and I will always remember it in my heart.

9. Thanks again. The composition is 700 words. The format of the letter is Thanks again.

Thank you for bringing me into this world and raising my parents. Thank you for leading me into the ocean of knowledge, and for your hard work in cultivating my parents. Thank you.

I remember a hunter telling a true story: when a group of African springboks were driven to a cliff more than five meters wide by wolves, they were automatically divided into two groups, one was an adult springbok, and the other was a young springbok. Because the longest jumping distance of springbok is more than four meters, no springbok can jump over the cliff and escape by itself. In order to continue the competition, the adult springbok began to jump for the first time, and then a young springbok began to jump and stepped on the adult springbok to complete the second jump in the air. In this way, the baby springbok can jump over the cliff and escape, while the adult springbok falls into the valley and is killed alive. This is the story of the second jump in the animal world. Adult springboks are willing to sacrifice themselves for the survival of children.

I think my parents are just like those adult springboks. They have taken care of me at all costs since I was born.