I am eager to fly my composition.

In our daily study, work and life, everyone must have been exposed to writing, and people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange with writing. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my carefully arranged composition that I am eager to fly for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

I am eager to release the composition 1 spring, which is definitely a canvas full of life.

New green, light green, bright green, green, green eyes, tender our eyes. There is still a little bit of red, a little bit of yellow, a little bit of pink and a little bit of purple, which twinkles like stars and makes us shine at the moment.

I am eager to fly, fly to the sea, understand the strength and tragic of the "tough guy" in The Old Man and the Sea, and become a stick to spur my cowardice.

Eager to fly, fly to the sea, let the gentle waves in the harbor stir the sad heart, and move towards ups and downs, boundless.

Eager to fly, fly to the sea, dive into the blue waves, so that no one can see me, I can't see anyone. Being baptized by the sea will turn into foam, jump out of the waves, fly to the high sky and fly to the brilliant eternity.

Desire to fly, a dream that can't be frozen at any time. Although, after flying, we still have to return to reality and return to the secular encirclement. Flying once will always get rid of fatigue and sadness and regain the reason for survival and vitality of life. Why do you want to restrict your flight? ...

I am eager to fly to my other shore. When I was a child, my ideal was simple. I was admitted to my favorite university, and everything went according to the track. I grew up and realized that everything was not that simple. Gradually, the burden on my shoulders is getting heavier and heavier, there are more and more subjects, and it is getting harder and harder to learn knowledge. It is getting more and more difficult to know the employment situation of college graduates through various news channels, so my ideal has also changed, and I want to work harder and fly to the other side.

Eager to fly, fly to the sea, in front of the sea, enjoy Gorky's "On the boundless sea, the wind is surging". Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning ... "Although the powder hit by life is splashed in life, although many times I lamented and struggled, such as the meteor shower last night, the more I struggled, the more I died, but I still left a beautiful arc. I am willing to fly in the wind and crash for this desire without fear. ...

At that time, a wild horse, eager to gallop on the fertile grassland, greedily enjoyed the rain and snow of nature; At that time, a perfectionist fighter longed for a colorful life and a vigorous life.

So, keep trying, even if it is failure and pain, don't give up a chance to try. Along the way, how many memories and years are engraved on the floor of the soul, but they are so pale and vague. I just want to change, change my life, change my life trajectory. Sometimes it's like a lost person, as long as you keep flying, as long as you can fly.

In this world, spring will come soon. At the moment, flocks of white pigeons are crossing the city.

Don't tell me I can't fly, I'm spreading my wings for myself.

I am eager to fly. I am a bird. I want to fly, but I can't fly high. Source: I am looking for a warm embrace. Is the request too high ... "Every time I hear this song, I feel like a bird in the lyrics, and I have an unspeakable depression in my heart.

Today, in front of all my colleagues, I opened the window and spoke frankly: I admit that I am a student who doesn't like learning, although I know the importance of learning and my academic performance is not bad. I think going to school is boring and fun, and it is a forced thing. Especially since the ninth grade, the greater pressure of study has overwhelmed me. Maybe it's better to be strong than not. I think it's hard to get good grades in ninth grade. In the seventh and eighth grades, with a little effort, you can get a dozen students in the whole grade. But now, I seem to have worked hard, but my grades are still not as good as I thought. Indoor classes are like this, and I'm not happy. Isn't it time for physical education class to relax outdoors? No! Physical education class, a graduating class, is not the desirable physical education class in the past, because of the physical examination results of the senior high school entrance examination. I used to like physical education class, but now I dare not exercise. Sometimes when I hear the word "fuck", I really want to find a crack in the ground. Think about the "inhuman" "devil training" on the sports field, and think about the feeling that every training is out of breath, sweaty and weak legs. Although I also understand the truth that "plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold" and "there is always sunshine after wind and rain", I am still afraid of this kind of "bitter cold" and "wind and rain"

Sometimes I really envy the birds flying freely in the sky and imagine my beautiful life scene: sleeping until nine o'clock in the morning and washing my face with hot water. Have tea and play chess after breakfast. At noon, I ate enough fish and meat, and then I played table tennis and basketball with my friends. When you are tired, go home and have a rest, watch your favorite TV programs for a while, and then pick up the fishing rod and go fishing. In the evening, I can watch TV, drink fish soup made by my father, and play computer games to my heart's content ... Just when I was distracted, "Jiang Yue! Pay attention to the blackboard! " The teacher's harsh voice brought me back to the cruel reality. Alas! There is no way, I can only bravely face all this I don't like. Because my mind is not stupid, I understand that if I don't practice a pair of full-fledged wings and a set of excellent flying skills, even if I am given blue sky, it will be difficult for me to spread my wings and soar.

Now, I often sing my own songs: "I am a bird eager to fly, and I am eager to practice a pair of wings to fight the sky;" I am a bird eager to fly, and one day I will fly very high ... "

I am eager to fly for three days. In the morning, I heard the call of the wind and smelled the flowers-spring is coming. "Bird, bird, get up and look! Spring is coming! " The breeze greeted me eagerly, "Yes, the mountains turned green, the flowers turned red, and spring really came!" " "I also eagerly responded.

Yes, the revival of everything is a sign of spring. In the Woods, waves of similar cries came, and I saw everyone playing to welcome the arrival of spring. Look! Swallows hold branches in droves, ready to build nests; A petite hummingbird met a butterfly, and the two little guys were talking to each other. In a big tree, a woodpecker called "forest doctor" is treating the tree; On a nearby tree, larks are singing and dancing around the tree, sitting next to a large group of "fans"; On the grass below, a little pearl bird followed her mother and looked timid ... The friends were still playing and chasing, so I didn't want to disturb everyone's play and went back to the nest. But not long after I flew back to the tree, I heard a rush of footsteps, and then a harsh voice: "Zi … Zi …" Before I could react, the tree began to shake violently and fell down in an instant! I immediately flew down from the tree. Looking back, I saw several people holding chainsaws, and one tree after another fell in the Woods. ...

Everyone's eyes were filled with grief and indignation when the news that their homes had been destroyed spread all over the birds. I am very sad, and the thought that I can never fly freely in the Woods makes me feel sad. Even so, we have not given up the hope of reconstruction. All summer, we searched for trees in the scorching sun, but most of the trees were cut down by humans. I hope my home is not like this. I want to live in a home with lush leaves, shady trees and blooming flowers.

Finally, when we were in early autumn, we found a new home-dozens of trees were planted on the lawn. They looked like new plants. In the distance, a boy and a girl are talking with buckets: "What do adults think? They cut down all the trees! " "Yes, the birds are homeless. Fortunately, we planted some in spring! " In this way, we started a new life on these "trees of love". We prayed every day, hoping that human beings would stop deforestation ... Autumn passed in the blink of an eye, and winter is coming soon. One day, Brother Goose came to take us to the south. I looked at these "love trees" with nostalgia and thought: If only people in the world were like those two children, how wonderful it would be ... When winter is over and it is a new year, I will feel the cycle of the four seasons again and see more children with good quality.

I am a bird, I want to fly, I want to fly freely in the Woods, I want to see the lush Woods and endless green.

I am eager to fly in a colorful life. I'm afraid I can only fly if I have wings. I often sit by the window and watch the birds flying freely in the sky. How envious I am! Have a pair of wings, I am so eager.

"Christine, what are you still doing there? Go and do your homework. " Mom nagged again. I said, "I have finished my homework. I'll watch TV first. " After that, I turned on the TV. Mother said loudly, "What? Watch TV? Did you speed up the Olympic Games? Don't do it soon? " Exercise, exercise, I'm going to be tortured by you. Now my favorite TV series is on TV, and it's the finale! I don't want to give up my favorite because of you. I said, "Good mother, you are the best. I'll just watch TV for a while, just for a while, and then I'll go after reading the exercises. Today is the finale, so let me watch it for a while! Just promise me! " Mom said, "Hum, are you still coquetry? If I say no, I can't. Cut the crap and go back to the house. " Reluctantly, I turned off the TV and went back to the house to sulk. I looked down from the window and my friends were playing on the playground! I don't want to waste this wonderful time. I had a brainwave and ran to the living room and said to my mother, "mom, I was not sensible before." You told me to exercise, but I didn't listen to you. Now I understand,' life lies in exercise'! I'm going to exercise. " Say that finish, I quickly ran to the door. My mother grabbed my clothes and said, "I've been there before. Don't you understand what you're thinking?" I thought you wanted to go out to play. Go back to do exercises and bring them to me later. "I went back to the house in frustration and couldn't wait to grow a pair of wings and fly out of this' birdcage' at once. The smell of being imprisoned is unpleasant. While doing that annoying exercise, I sang a song: "I am a bird. I want to fly, but I can't fly high." I am obsessed with fans, and I am also obsessed with fans looking for warm arms. Is this too high ... "Yes! This requirement is not high, but my mother doesn't understand me and wants me to be a bird without wings. Alas!

With a pair of wings, I will fly into the embrace of the blue sky and play with white clouds; With a pair of wings, I will fly to the czar's rule, bring the children who live a miserable life like Fanka to our country, give them a stable home and let them live a happy life; With a pair of wings, I will fly to the disabled, chat with them and make them smile every day; I want to fly to the blind girl with a pair of wings, bring her back to my country, cure her eyes, let her see this beautiful world and let her play Beethoven again. ...

I wish I had a pair of wings, but who can bring me wings? Although I know all this is impossible, I still hope that there will be a miracle one day. My desire to fly is so strong that I will always be eager, eager …

I am eager to fly at home. I am a bird eager to fly. Cooking? No, I want to learn, and my mother is worried that I will get hurt; Washing clothes will be better, and my mother is afraid that I will be tired; Wipe the table? Doing it at school, my mother is afraid that I will get wet. Alas! I really want to fly, flying in the boundless blue sky, how beautiful! So, I'm going to rush out of the "birdcage" and get ready to fight. After I came home from school on Friday, I began to implement this plan. I suddenly became very obedient and did three or four kinds of homework before eating. I said to my mother, "well, mom, I want to eat potatoes." "Ok, I'll wash two potatoes!" "no! Don't! Mom, can you let me do it? I want to try cooking. " I said with a bumpy face, "Just this once! Students in the class will fry small dishes. "

Mom actually agreed. I followed my mother's example and tied my apron around my waist. Well, my mother has washed the potatoes. I picked up one and put it in my right hand. My left hand pressed the wire planer, ready to start. I pushed the potatoes behind the grater, and the shredded potatoes appeared bit by bit. I repeated it several times, change direction and do it again! Before long, the two potatoes were destroyed and became "inextricably linked" potato shreds. Turn on the gas stove, turn down the heat, and pour a spoonful of oil. Listen to your mother. I stared at the pot. Why? See if the oil is hot! Mom smiled and said, "Come on, just look for cigarettes." I suddenly realized.

"The oil is hot!" I shouted and saw smoke billowing. I poured the potatoes along the edge of the pot. Suddenly, I was scared to death with a "wow". I asked my mother why it was so noisy, and my mother patiently told me-ah! Didn't even look at the potatoes! I picked up a spatula and rolled up the potatoes. Well, it's a good thing it's not burnt. I seem fascinated by it, and I am very skilled. I quickly rolled up the potatoes and fried them. Oh, it's time to put the seasoning. I filled a spoonful of salt and poured a spoonful of vinegar. I don't think it is enough. I am very excited to eat spicy food. Stir-fry, stir-fry, roll, and gradually, the potatoes are fragrant. I can't wait to take a bite, just so-so! Here comes the gourmet's father. He put some in his mouth, chewed slowly, and then nodded.

Let's eat. I'll turn off the stove first, and then put the shredded potatoes on the plate and serve them. "Come on, fry a plate of cabbage!" Dad didn't know where to get a basket of washed cabbage, "OK? Let mom rest for one night! " I said yes. Just try the dry pot cabbage cheats. It was good at first, and I was very excited. Later, I was a little tired. I didn't notice some leaves sticking to the pot! Dad came to help. He swept the shovel to the side of the pot and the leaves fell off! I'm excited to be fired again? "You really have a gift as a cook." My mother praised me like this; "You are a good boy!" Dad commented on me like this. Dinner is ready! My family of three gathered around and ate my cooking.

I am eager to fly. Why is it sunny outside the window, but I can't feel its warmth? Why do the trees outside the window have sprouted, but I can't feel the breath of spring? Why didn't I see the purple butterfly outside the window? Oh, it turned out that the book on my desk was covered. He covered the scenery and breath of spring. But I know that the beautiful purple butterfly outside the window must be free. ] Have fun.

The blue sky is pure and flawless, and occasionally a few white clouds float, chasing each other; In droves [note: become: become, become. The crowd gathered together. ] Birds are boundless [Note: International: Marginal. As far as the eye can see. The description is very huge. In the sky, it must be very lively. How I long to be one of them! "pa!" The pen in my hand fell heavily on the table, which broke my meditation. What caught my eye was the mathematical formula, and I was suddenly at a loss.

I long for freedom. I don't want to lock myself up. I don't want to wander in the infinite expectation of my parents, teachers and my inner world. I want to fly, I want to be free, I want to walk into the embrace of nature, listen to the voice of nature and feel the beauty of nature.

Look, the green curtains have been opened. Dressed in colorful clothes, Miss Chun walked lightly onto the stage. With a wave of her long sleeves, everything on the ground was dyed green. Miss Chun took out a beautiful flower basket from behind and took out bundles of colorful flowers with delicate hands. ] Flowers for the audience. Flowers fly to the green earth and green trees. Immediately, the green leaves were full of flowers. Flowers bloom in evergreen bushes, just like in green brocade, and the blooming flowers are embroidered with five-color silk threads. An intoxicating spring smile appeared on Miss Chun's red cheeks. She walked lightly off the stage with a smile.

How vibrant nature is!

I want to fly, I want to dance. The purple butterfly adds luster to the beautiful spring; I want to be a bird in the sky and decorate the vast sky with beauty; I want to be a part of nature and play my own music with my passion. Generation expresses the thoughts that bind my heart, flying freely in the blue sky, watching the scenery, and the cool wind blowing on my face. I think this is the happiest day.

But where are my wings? Purple butterflies have wings because of the pain of pupating into butterflies; Birds can fly because they have experienced the hardships and tribulations of flight test. But what about me? Are my wings strong? My feathers are full. Metaphor is mature or powerful. ] Really? How far can I fly?

Thought of here, I am not in a daze, I picked up the book, I want to insert the wings of knowledge for myself, I want to improve my flying ability. Although there will be sweat and tears in it, I am not afraid, because I am a bird that has been eager to fly.

I am eager to fly. I am a bird eager to fly, as the song goes: "I am a bird, flying, flying, not flying high." Looking forward to, looking forward to ... finally one day, I grew up. I have become a full-fledged and beautiful bird, and I can soar in the sky. I'm so happy! So I left my mother and walked out of the nest. With longing and hope, I fly in the boundless sky.

Unfortunately, I was caught by a bird dealer just after flying out. I tried desperately to escape from the bird dealer, but his hand held me so tightly that I couldn't fly out. So, I tried my best to call my mother, but it didn't help. Then, I was put in a cage and put in a dark bag. Although I can't see anything, I can feel that some of them are birds about my age, some are older than me, and even newborn chicks. They are all chattering, and some say, "Whose child is this? How pitiful! I have also been caught. " Some said, "It's over this time. If we catch it, we will have to wait for death. " After listening to these words, I feel very sad. I thought: now, I'm finished, I have no freedom, I can't fly in the sky anymore. I long for flying and freedom. Without freedom, you might as well die. So, I started not eating or drinking every day. The neighbor bird saw me and asked me why I didn't eat or drink all day. I said to him, "If you can't fly without freedom, you might as well die." The bird listened to my words and supported my point of view. He decided to die with me, but the bird dealer saw that we didn't eat, so he forced it on us. To tell the truth, the food is not as delicious as the bugs my mother caught for me. After a few days, dozens of birds have supported my opinion and fasted with me. Our slogan is: "I would rather die than eat."

So, when we went on a hunger strike together and went to the bird market, I wrote this last letter. Dad, mom, dear birds, I'm leaving you. Before I die, I want to say a word: "Remember my words, what birds want in this world is freedom, to fly, to live for freedom, and to die for freedom."

Students, this is a masterpiece written by a bird who died for freedom. I think each of us will tremble when we see this article. Birds would rather die because they have lost their freedom. But what about us? Is it okay? How's Liu Chan? Birds are eager to fly and to be free. This bird, eager to fly and be free, died for freedom. We should cherish every day and fly farther and higher than yesterday. Only in this way can the bad guys not catch you.