Narrative composition of senior one

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Narrative composition in art class 1 The greatest happiness is "professional happiness", and our major is full of color and vitality. Although the study of the entrance class is stressful, the happiness of the professional class has relieved my troubles.

In art class, we can concentrate on painting, in dance class, we can jump happily, and in piano class, our hands can play freely and play beautiful notes. This is happiness, this is happiness.

The fun of specialized courses relieved my troubles for us. Specialized courses bring us hope, ignite our dreams and let us fly freely in the artistic sky.

Although my specialized courses are a little hard, I am still very happy, because I have several amiable teachers to help me. With the help of the teachers, my specialized course is by going up one flight of stairs. Take Mr. Wang, an art teacher, as an example. He is a very strict teacher. It's hard to see his smile in class. We all call him the "iron mask man" in fear, and no mistakes are allowed when drawing. However, after class, he will talk to us with a smile. We often say that he is like a sudden change of face in a play, showing the demeanor of a strict teacher and a good apprentice.

I also like two new courses this semester. "Graphic design course" broadens our horizons and makes us understand that art is not only painting, but also related to people's daily life and future work. The course of mental health gives me a better chance to find a job, because the purpose of applying for this major is to be a teacher, to teach and educate people in the future and to train the next generation of the motherland.

We feel happy in our major because it brings us confidence and sunshine. I remember that there is a striking slogan in our physics classroom: "Jump out of the rhythm of youth and dance with the power of youth."

We have a good time, we should study hard, enjoy the happiness of our professional life and enjoy the happiness of our professional study.

No wonder everyone says that first love is the most unforgettable.

It's been more than two years since we separated.

I can't help but feel an inexplicable excitement and an uncontrollable joy when I go to that once familiar place and once wandering place again. Just at a loss, puzzling.

I think we used to walk in that place that we passed every day, and occasionally we met, but we were afraid to talk. Because everyone has face and is reserved. Then I chopped it for a long time and secretly glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. Just to see him, I didn't even want to follow him for hundreds of meters. I went to the same place for dinner and joked around him. There is never any skeleton in my closet, just to have a look at him.

At that time, I felt that every place on campus was beautiful. They are full of happy love atmosphere in spring. The willow branches are blowing gently, the warm wind is whispering, and the blowing flowers are more like the fragrance in lovers' dreams. Then you can inadvertently see him in a corner of the campus or an obscure occasion, and sometimes you can freeze on his figure at a glance in the vast sea of people. It's amazing. You can see it at a glance.

If he sees it, he will make two people blush if they accidentally collide with each other. Only two people can understand the feelings between them.

I like the way he walks and think it's cool. I like his melancholy eyes, such a mature feeling. I like him to look back after a long walk, and then his eyes can stare at me, even if it's not me, even if it's just somewhere in my direction, so happy and excited. Now that I think about it, I really don't understand what I was thinking and why I was so persistent. But now, for another person, this is not a dream.

The previous feelings were naive and innocent. In the past, I only liked it or not, so I didn't have to play tricks.

This was really not the time.

Narrative senior one composition 3 has applied for qq newly, and no more friends.

It is very comfortable to see that there is only one name on the whole list. In the future, I will post all my inner thoughts on this number, and only I can see them.

The password of the private log was lost in the previous number, so the private log cannot be used. I often like to publish a log and then set it to be visible only to myself.

It's okay now.

Just a person's world.

The sunshine outside the window is warm. Fortunately, it has cleared up. It rained cats and dogs last night. I hide in a comfortable room reading novels, sometimes listening to the rumble of thunder and enjoying the comfort of the house from the wind and rain.

It's almost autumn. It is really cold.

I like sitting on a small bench under the eaves at dusk, especially when it rained yesterday, holding another book, Martin Eden, which I recently read, and sitting there with my legs crossed. It's breezy and chilly, just add a thin coat. Always watching raindrops hit the blisters on the ground, causing ripples, and there is a magical feeling.

I can't help laughing.

I don't know when I began to like rainy days. On the way to the canteen, I always walk hand in hand with my friends. If the branches sway gently and raindrops fall, I can't help but say, how romantic. Friends around me will pretend to be sick and look at me disgusting, and then we will smile at each other.

When did you start to like it? Maybe it started when the boy named Li Pingyang borrowed my umbrella for the first time. Maybe later, that is, the moment when Peng and I opened an umbrella? Maybe ... more?

On rainy days, many plans to go out were disrupted. I naturally prefer staying at home to going out. When I am in a good mood, I prefer to enjoy the rain.

When I think of myself, I dare not forget myself again. Because you love yourself. When I fall in love with words, I have an outlet, no longer wash my pain with tears, and hide in a corner without light refraction, secretly sad. Darkness embraces my willfulness, and only it understands my pain. And those relatives and friends around me are like darkness day and night, thinking that my rebellion has ruined my life. Have you ever understood me with your heart and really communicated with me? It is unwise to use time as an excuse to become the generation gap between us.

When I was a child, I didn't establish friendship and always rejected me. I learned to be weak, like a porcelain doll, which will fall apart if I am not careful. I am afraid that the sun will hurt me, that words will stimulate me, that trees will laugh at me, that eyes will collide with me, and that everything will happen. I am a coward. But now friendship is everywhere, but it ends in loneliness. How many friends have gone through ups and downs hand in hand? Trying to maintain a hard-won relationship? Ah ... there will always be a few people who sow discord.

Time flies, consciousness grows, and I slowly learn to be strong. I know how to be strong, and I am endowed with a powerful force. I am no longer sad, bullied, ridiculed, and have a different look. You can also hold your head high and look directly at each other. The cold wording makes others unable to explain. In this way, maybe I can be happy, maybe I can be more sad.

Children who like words are never happy, and children who like music are always lonely. The lyrics record red blood, and the music spins a light green mood.

I have never been really happy since I was a child. Suffering fills the empty young people. When I grow up, loneliness fills an empty and cold soul. In the dead of night, leaning on the windowsill, sipping red wine, the wind blowing my bun, thoughts coming at night, filled my mood, and the distant flute came into my heart intermittently.

Indulge in the world of mortals, don't give up, be a hero and be a beauty.

It is sunny today. After breakfast, we discussed where to play. My sister said, "Let's go to the supermarket." . I agree. My mother said, "Be careful on the road, safety first". We said, "I know, don't worry." Let's go downstairs. I thought to myself, my aunt is fine, too. Ask her to go with me. So I called my aunt, "Aunt, why don't you go shopping with us?" ? Menstruation said, "What to buy?" I said, "I want to buy plastic wrap and plastic bags." Menstruation agreed, and we set off.

On the way to the supermarket, we talked and laughed, and soon arrived at the supermarket. We went into the supermarket and went directly to the counter selling fresh-keeping bags and plastic wrap. I see there are two kinds of prices, the special price and the original price. I made a comparison in my mind, and the original price was several dollars more expensive than the special price. So he said to his aunt and sister, "Shall we buy something on sale?" This will save a few dollars. "They agreed with me, so I took three each. My sister said, "Too many." I said, "Not bad, not bad. It is still on sale. "We turned around for a while and went to the milk section. Seeing my favorite-big fruit yogurt, I asked my aunt to buy several cups. We came to the place where towels and bath towels were sold. I saw a dazzling array of towels on the shelf. All kinds of colorful towels dazzle me. At this moment, I found a red card on the shelf, which was written in big letters-"Special Price" 9.9 yuan. What towels does 9.9 yuan sell? I want to see the pink one. Oh! It was a bath towel. I just want a towel, don't I? Buy one! We went to the fruit section and bought pitaya and apples. Aunt asked me if my sister and I wanted anything else, and we said no, aunt, do you need to buy anything? We asked, and my aunt replied, nothing. Let's go home. I am happy to take my "bumper harvest" to the checkout counter.

On the way home, my aunt asked me, "Are you happy today?" ? I looked at my "bumper harvest" and said happily, "I am very happy today, we are full."

Narrative senior one composition 6 clearly loves me but is not good at words.

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If maternal love is a fire burning with enthusiasm, then paternal love is a fountain without exultation and passion.

what is love ? I was not aware of that. My father, an uneducated farmer, is not tall and never says "I love you". When I was young, I thought other people's fathers were very nice, but mine was not. Every time after school, other people's children's fathers come to pick them up, and I never pick them up. Other people's children's fathers take them out to play on holidays. I never take them. When I was young, I knew nothing. I just think it's good to be with me every day. Hehe ~ I don't think so when I grow up.

When I grow up, I slowly begin to understand what love is. It needs no words to express, but I can feel it with my heart.

I remember when junior high school started, my father saw me off. He got up early in the morning, then he kept smoking in the yard, and then he didn't say a word on the way to see me off. Because there were too many people at the school gate, he parked his car far away and took my luggage to school. He walked in front and I followed. In the morning, a ray of sunshine shone on him. I had a strange feeling when I saw his short body and a little white hair on his head. He sent my luggage to the dormitory to tidy it up for me and left. I watched him slowly leave the window, and the sadness in my heart turned into endless tears in the end.

I didn't know my dad until I talked to my mom. He has always cared about me silently, but he never said it, but loved me in his way.

This kind of love is from the heart.

Today is Father's Day. Happy Father's Day and good health to Dad! Thank you!

I am a travel enthusiast, and I always fantasize that I can travel around the world one day, understand the world customs and appreciate all parts of the world. But there is one place that I am deeply infatuated with, and I promise myself that I will definitely go to this place in the future.

This place is Japan, a beautiful and mysterious country.

In junior high school geography book, I saw Japan for the first time and thought it was beautiful. After returning home, I immediately went to look for information about Japan, and gradually learned about Japan, and even learned Taekwondo and Japanese pronunciation for a temporary interest.

I like Japan, and I like the country with cherry blossoms and snow. In early spring, the whole street is full of beautiful cherry blossoms. As soon as the wind blows, the whole city seems to be surrounded by cherry blossoms and it snows. Pink cherry blossoms are like pink moonlight, everywhere is carefree, just like that beautiful butterfly, dancing among the flowers for a while and dancing on the roof for a while.

I like Japan. I like that mysterious country. In historical records, Japan's rapid development can not be underestimated, from a poor small country to a developed country. Whether it is war or earthquake and tsunami, their strength and endurance are worth learning. This is one of the reasons why I want to know about Japan. I wonder what makes them so persistent and powerful in Japan.

I like Japan, and I like famous Japanese food. For example, sushi, cold dishes, raw fish ... There are also many chefs in China who want to develop the flavor of Japanese food, but in vain. Only by truly understanding Japan can they develop.

I like Japan, I like dancing cherry blossoms, I like Mount Fuji, which is like an iceberg all year round, I like Japanese customs and mysterious cities. At this moment, I am working hard for my dream. I believe that the day I succeeded was when I went to Japan.

I am a happy little snail, bathed in sunshine and baptized by rain every day. If I am thirsty, I will drink a little rain and dew. If I am hungry, I will eat a green leaf. If I am tired, I will hide in my shell. This is my comfortable life. It may be that a comfortable life can't appreciate the wonderful life, so I decided to go out and do it.

I know it's a long journey, maybe ten days, maybe months, or even a fall in the middle, but I don't think things will change easily, because I like adventure and travel. So I decided on this long-distance trip. Accompanying me on my trip is my shell and my only home. This is very useful, it can shelter me from the wind and rain, and it can also make my tired body have a home.

In the morning, a meter of sunshine fell on me, and I set off. I felt the air was particularly fresh along the way, and the sun was particularly dazzling on the leaves. The breeze makes me feel more relaxed and happy. I crawled slowly, but I didn't seem to feel any fatigue. Maybe it's because the scenery is good and I'm in a good mood! It will be dark before I know it, so I won't go forward. I ate some green leaves, drank some dew and slept beautifully. I don't know how long it took before I finally opened my eyes. Wow! I was fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of me. I saw a crescent moon hanging in the clean night sky, countless twinkling stars and countless fireflies dancing on the grass. I lay on the green grass, blowing the cool wind, completely intoxicated with it.

A new day has begun, which means that my new trip has begun. I am still climbing slowly, but I will not let go of my progress. I am crawling in the hot sun; I crawled in the storm; The road is rough and I am crawling. Just for a decision in my heart, just for a pleasure, how many days and nights I never gave up. I firmly believe that one day I will reach my desired destination.

Friend! Don't be timid, even if you "crawl slowly", you should always crawl away, and don't be afraid of the road ahead. Look up ahead, the sunset is red on the road!

Narrative composition 9 "We agreed not to separate, we should always be together, even if it is against time, even if it is against the whole world." This is our promise, but now it seems that it has become an empty talk.

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I never believed that ignorant love would last longer than friendship, so I chose to rely on friendship. Stepping into this strange environment, I am afraid that only I can understand the confusion and timidity in my heart. Pretend to be calm, pretend to be indifferent, just to hide your fears. I walked through the campus of Nuoda alone, and I was burning the midnight oil alone, not that I fell in love with this loneliness, but because I couldn't blend in with this stranger for a long time.

Finally met, bid farewell to loneliness. I should thank them and be glad to meet them. Gradually, the words in the pen are not as sad as before, and they begin to have cheerful colors. In front of them, I am the one who has been hiding silently since junior high school. At this moment, I finally came back!

We discussed life together, studied for exams together, and fell in love with practical jokes together ... Everything is probably the best memory of my whole high school! Because of them, my beloved boy can't let go for a long time; Because of them, the balance of love and friendship in my heart tilted again; Because of them, I saw myself different from the past.

There are still 450 days before the college entrance examination, but we are finished. It's a pity, it's a pity, but it's time to work hard. After all, whoever has his way and dreams has been sad about it. There's no need to think about it. If it is fate, we can get together again in the future.

Dear girls and boys, we once had a good memory, and we are willing to keep it forever. I only hope that after 450 days, we can all bid farewell to this school where we stayed for 3 years, hated our teachers for 3 years and got along with our classmates for 3 years.

I love you deeply, and I hope we can reunite after the college entrance examination and continue to write the myth of "being together forever"!

Narrative senior one composition 10 Smile is the fulcrum and ability is the lever, which can support the whole earth. -inscription

Smile is like a piece of rain, nourishing people who are experiencing the heat; Smile is like spring breeze, blowing green your heart and mine; Smile is like a flower in bud, which gives people beauty and solemnity. Life needs a smile, and more importantly, a real smile. Smile is the adhesive of emotion between people, and it can bring the distance between you and me closer.

Yuan, known as the "God of Marketing" in Japan, said with an affable smile that although he was plain and short, he didn't give up his job. He faced life with a smile every day, worked hard and finally made great achievements. His smile is also called "the most confident smile", which shows how important a smile is to our own image and communication relationship. Smiling can make up for our shortcomings and give us courage and motivation. Willcocks once said: "When life is as light and smooth as a song, it is easy to smile;" Those who can smile when everything is bad will live a valuable life. "This view is very good. It is true that smiling is simple, but you can still smile at others in adversity. This is one of your strengths.

Once in the street, I happened to meet a sloppy beggar uncle, but no one around me avoided him. I am surprised that a dirty beggar is not annoying. How is that possible? I looked at the uncle carefully, but I didn't expect him to smile at me. The smile is sincere and gives people a real feeling. I immediately understood the reason. Although uncle is a beggar, he doesn't feel inferior because of it. For a long time, I will also smile. No affectation, from the heart.

Smiling is an attitude. Maybe we can't keep smiling like that, but at least we can give others a smile and help them when they are in adversity. I also hope that I can help some people through my smiling attitude.

Did you laugh today?

Narrative composition 1 1 Li is sitting in the class reading a book. Li's math is poor. Li wants to have a good look at it. When my deskmate is away, the Sports Commission doesn't know when to come over. Without saying a few words, the Sports Commission turned around and said, "Li, what are you doing, reading?" Sports Commission looked at Li and said.

Although Li doesn't like the Sports Commission, Li is shy and blushes unconsciously when a boy is so close to him. Li said, "Well, I'm reading." Li didn't dare to look at the Sports Commission for fear of being seen blushing.

Li thought that the sports commission was leaving, so the sports commission sat on one side. "Li, you are really good at learning. Please teach me. I can't do it at all." "Well, you won't. I'll teach you." Li said with his head down. The sports commission kept saying that Li noticed that the sports commission was actually quite handsome and looked good when he smiled. He wore a white shirt, and Li felt that all the boys in white shirts were clean and sunny. The sports commission is also very high. Li thinks he is a sex maniac.

The sports commission didn't leave until the deskmate came back. In this class, the teacher will talk about the examination paper. Li began to turn over his examination paper. When Li saw a note on the test paper, he felt that the Sports Commission had just moved his own test paper. He must have put it there. Li carefully opened the note, "Li, I think you are particularly cute. I felt it when I first came into contact with you. I'm just joking with you to let you go. You really left by yourself. You are cute when you are studying, and I like you. "

Li immediately clutched the note in her hand and looked back at the Sports Commission. The sports commission is also paying attention to Li. Li doesn't know what to do or what the Sports Commission means. Li decided to have a good talk with the Sports Commission after class.

Narrative senior one composition 12 Life is like a dream, which is also true and illusory. Maybe everything you have today will be a blank forever from tomorrow; Maybe you have nothing, and the next moment you will be rich. ...

Different people have different dreams, as the saying goes: different ways, no common goal. Some people get everything they didn't dream of when they were miserable, but when they wake up, they won't miss it again, because it's just a dream and can't change the reality. But it strengthened the belief in the pursuit of wealth. Some people, with great wealth, lost their company, real estate, status and honor in their dreams ... He was awakened, and he was more committed to his work because of his dreams. ...

Dream, simply put, is a bronze mirror, which is responsible for your life and makes you reflect on your own shortcomings.

Some people pursue wealth and status desperately all their lives. From his birth, this dream began. When he was dying, he couldn't bear to give up everything he had. When he woke up, he had nothing, just like at the beginning of his dream. Such a man's life is worthless, and his efforts and hardships are worthless, because he has got something. No one will celebrate his existence, and no one will be sad because of his disappearance.

It's not worth dreaming like this

Some people spend their whole lives working hard for the people they love and care about, trying to help and protect them with all their strength. Such a person's dream is like a fog, with no beginning and no result. But at the end of his life, he felt a little depressed and relieved, because he has been working hard for the realization of this dream, but he can no longer protect and care for those who are very important to him. All their lives, they have been living for the existence of others, but they are very mediocre.

Such a dream is not true!

Only by working hard can we see the results, be worthwhile and contribute to this society. This dream is the most beautiful and unforgettable!

Dream, it is also real and illusory, you will be more wonderful because of it, and it will become more gorgeous because of you!

This is a dream!

Narrative high school composition 13 people are always like this, like to eat what is in the bowl and watch what is in the pot. Seize today and stare at tomorrow. It's like holding a chicken in your hand and finding a rabbit not far away. So I'd rather leave the chicken than chase the rabbit in the distance. But the end result is often that your chicken ran away and the rabbit didn't catch it.

Many people stand still, some people look to the future, but few people choose to live in the present. Cherish every minute now. We are always anxious about tomorrow, worrying about the future and planning for the future. In fact, life is so long and short that no one knows what tomorrow will be like.

Just like myself, I have been living today and thinking about tomorrow. Tomorrow, I begin to worry about the future. So I'm not happy at all. Although I am Qian Qian, one of the laziest people in the world, I still feel very tired. I didn't do anything, but my spirit is not as good as a person who comes home from work for a day. Because my spirit is jumping and my mind is restless. I just think hard, but I don't know what tomorrow will be like or where I will spend it in the future. I thought I worked hard, harder than anyone else. But I'm still wandering around waiting for something, fidgeting. Very painful. There is a good saying: you just look hard and your dreams are so unrealistic.

Later, I finally found the reason. Because I have never grasped the time, cherished the present and focused on the near future. On a business trip today, when I walked to the bus stop sign, I heard two old people discussing their views on the present, tomorrow and beyond. They say that people are always like this. They think about tomorrow before today is over and plan the day after tomorrow before they start. Whether there is enough time to realize the plan one by one, maybe everyone is dead, so people's regret lies in too much desire and too little time.

In fact, life is a lifetime. How to live a happy life, cherish the scenery in front of you and grasp the present life is the best arrangement for yourself and the most practical possession. Always thinking about the future, looking forward to the future, zero zero has been paved with such a long road, but how do you know which comes first, tomorrow or accident?

So, cherish the present. Let every moment bloom the most beautiful flowers.

Narrative senior one composition 14 is about to start school. Half joy, half regret.

At six o'clock this evening, my classmates asked me to play in the square. In fact, I was particularly excited when I didn't answer the phone, as if I had a puppy in my chest. Because this phone call is the only one from my classmates since the summer vacation. I received two phone calls in the summer vacation, one is this, and the other is the express phone.

I bought something online that day. I was just about to pick it up with my classmates when the goods arrived. In this case, I got it without my parents knowing. How proud my parents are! But the day when the courier called was noon, and my father was sitting in the living room staring at me on the phone. Don't mention how embarrassed I was then. It's like being spied on. This is an unnatural feeling.

Actually, I just bought a pair of jeans online!

Actually, my classmates don't know either. She invited me to play in the square today, and I went there yesterday. At that time, the sky was hazy and dark, and there was a haunted atmosphere. Coupled with the two months of summer vacation, I watched my mobile phone, computer and TV day and night, and my myopia increased greatly. The sky and trees there can't be seen clearly, let alone people. I wandered there alone like a ghost, as if there was no need to go anywhere. I don't know when I walked out of this square, or when this square walked out of my heart.

It's just so strange.

There is only one dark night left.

In fact, I think the night is beautiful, if it is not so desolate, it would be better.

I shouted in my heart, but I couldn't feel the existence of this square.

I think I will learn to whistle with my mouth anyway before I get old. Otherwise, those boys can whistle loudly when they see beautiful girls. Why can't girls whistle when they see beautiful boys? Even if it's not loud!

15 in the afternoon, the sunshine jumps freely on the paper like a happy elf, transmitting a little light. Dead leaves slowly fall from the tree; Cocoon butterfly is the embodiment of butterfly lovers in legend, and they chase each other.

Thoughts can't stop the pace of time, wandering in the sky with tea fragrance.

I like to smile at the flowers and stare blankly at the sky, wondering why the sky failed to leave traces of birds flying over.

I always thought that under the blue sky is our shuttlecock's "playground", whether crazy or crazy.

Put on the military uniform and act like a "soldier".

In class, I had a red face with my friends for a difficult problem and refused to give in to each other; I always want to listen to my friend's romance and give her advice. Encourage each other in their studies; Sometimes they quarrel, but they make up after a few days.

Recalling junior high school, I am unforgettable and somewhat moved. Be happy or sad about your exam results. The sun is still jumping tirelessly, holding the reader in his hand, only to find that the tears have fallen on the paper, wet and dry, leaving only eye-catching tears.

I am glad that I am still a naive senior one, and I am still very touched. It's nice to recall the past.

However, in the first year of high school, I have no leisure to look for the traces of birds. I just hope I won't leave any regrets. Watching students chase each other, in order not to lag behind others. They are like soldiers who are focused and lose themselves. No longer naive.

In order not to fall behind others, I stayed up all night and was scolded by my father.

Hundreds of thousands of cells were destroyed for a test result.

Remind yourself not to fall.

Flowers need to absorb rich nutrients to bloom, fruits need to be tempered by wind and rain to mature and dreams need to be realized.

Fight, in order not to be depressed.

Senior one, fight! For your dream, bravely move forward towards your dream.

Tea smells in the air, and leaves are still falling.