Warm photos to write a composition

1. Composition and pictures with the theme of warmth

When I walked out of the house and faced the warm wind, the fragrance mixed in the wind came to my face, and my heart felt a little warm; When I stand in the soft sunlight and smile quietly, the warmth will take root in my heart again. When I feel warm in my heart, the shadow of that person also comes to my mind ... < P > It's a primary school. As I was on duty, when I left the campus, it was getting dark. I'm a little night blind, so I'm anxious to get home before it's completely dark. Unexpectedly, when crossing a bridge, the bicycle suddenly shook because it was moving too fast, and it didn't work-the chain fell off. I hurried out of the car to check the situation. At first glance, I found that the chain almost fell off and was no longer on the two gears. I thought for a while and decided to push the car to the garage for repair. When I arrived at the garage, I found that the door was locked. I looked up and found that the sky had been drawn with a dark curtain. It seems that it is very late now.

I squatted down and began to try to fix it myself, but after ten minutes, I still couldn't fix it. I was so clumsy at that time. I gradually shed some sweat on my forehead. I gave up and began to wait for the good people to pass by.

but time has gone for a long time, and not many pedestrians pass by. Most of the passers-by are in a hurry, and they don't have time to stop. Some even look at me. 2. Ask for a composition, the topic is narrative, and the warmth in the photo of more than 6 words

can freeze some happy, sad and excited things, so that these things can be remembered forever.

I have a photo, which represents extraordinary significance. It is the last sports festival in the primary school life of our sixth-grade classmates.

In the photo, we can see a corner of the playground, where there are many students and teachers attached to the primary school of South China University of Technology. Perhaps serious students can notice that most of our classmates' expressions are very "sleepy". In fact, it is because we have stood for too long! Therefore, I lost the "majestic" of the past. On the far left of the photo, you can vaguely see the six characters "I exercise, I am healthy and I am happy", which is the purpose of our sports festival.

Maybe some people will ask, why are so many classmates and teachers standing on the playground "basking in the sun"? In fact, this is not sunbathing, but an entry ceremony that we must carry out every sports festival. However, this time, our class is not like before. All the students participate, and they also shout slogans and do actions. Maybe it's because we are sixth-grade students. The teacher only selected 2 students to participate, and removed the slogans and actions, only asking us to smile naturally.

When we entered the stadium, we were inevitably a little nervous. Everyone's back was quite straight, just like a commanding general. However, in the end, I saw that the conductor had been directing other classes, and our standing classes were "forgotten". We couldn't help but start doing little tricks: bending over, pounding our backs, kicking our legs ... < P > I thought we would enter the stadium soon, and then we could compete, but I didn't expect it to start after a long time. Alas, we were really worried. In the end, the sun disappeared, and we were almost dizzy ... Our eyes didn't look at all, which was quite different from what they looked like at first. So, there is this picture in the photo now.

fortunately, the conductor finally arrived! We are as excited as seeing water in the desert! When the instructor announced the entrance, our team entered the stadium in a mighty way. hoho, we returned to our previous spirits.

Needless to say, the next thing is the headmaster's speech and competition!

This photo just captures our listlessness. Do we look like eggplants in the photo?

This is the end of the sports festival. Every time I see this photo, I think of every scene of the sports festival. I believe that this extraordinary sports festival will definitely stay in our beautiful memory forever. 3. The warmth in the composition photo is 6 words (don't find it online and write it yourself)

The warmth in the photo can freeze some happy, sad and exciting things, so that these things can be remembered forever.

I have a photo, which represents extraordinary significance. It is the last sports festival in the primary school life of our sixth-grade classmates. In the photo, we can see a corner of the playground, where there are many students and teachers attached to the primary school of South China University of Technology.

Maybe serious students can notice that most of our classmates' expressions are "sleepy". In fact, it's because we have been standing for too long! Therefore, I lost the "majestic" of the past. On the far left of the photo, you can vaguely see the six characters "I exercise, I am healthy and I am happy", which is the purpose of our sports festival.

Maybe some people will ask, why are so many classmates and teachers standing on the playground "basking in the sun"? In fact, this is not sunbathing, but an entry ceremony that we must carry out every sports festival. However, this time, our class is not like before. All the students participate, and they also shout slogans and do actions.

Maybe it's because we are sixth-grade students. The teacher only selected 2 students to participate, and removed the slogans and actions, only asking us to smile naturally. When we entered the arena, we were inevitably a little nervous. Everyone's back was quite straight, just like a commanding general.

However, later, I saw that the instructor had been directing other classes, and our standing classes were "forgotten". We couldn't help but start doing little tricks: bending over, pounding our backs, kicking our legs ... I thought we could enter the stadium soon, and then we could compete, but unexpectedly, we didn't start after a long time. Alas, we were really worried at that time. In the end, the sun disappeared, and we were almost dizzy ... Our eyes didn't look at all, which was quite different from what they looked like at first. So, there is this picture in the photo now.

fortunately, the conductor finally arrived! We are as excited as seeing water in the desert! When the instructor announced the entrance, our team entered the stadium in a mighty way. hoho, we returned to our previous spirits. Needless to say, the next thing is the headmaster's speech and competition! This photo just captures our listlessness. Do we look like eggplant in the photo? This is the end of the sports festival. Every time I see this photo, I think of every scene of the sports festival. I believe that this extraordinary sports festival will definitely stay in our beautiful memory forever. 4. The composition "Warmth"

Foreword:

Light the lamp in this dusk room,

Because the night is coming.

Let the room full of gentle light,

welcome me to its broad arms.

There are waves of rice fragrance coming from the kitchen, and

There is also that sweet singing.

The fire reflected my mother's face,

When I looked back, it was like the light of a burning lamp.

Let me embrace these lights,

Like embracing my world,

Although it is so dazzling,

Only home soothes my heart.

This is a song that makes people feel warm after listening to it. It's really, really warm and warm. In fact, if you really want to say it's warm there, I think it comes from this family word!

First of all, let's close our eyes and sketch a space, a place that we are all too familiar with. I don't know what the space you are thinking about, but I really thought about my house surrounded by the shallow pale yellow wall at the first time. The light is getting darker and darker with time, but the warm candlelight in my heart still shines brightly on the whole room. There are only three people in the big house-father, mother and me. (To be honest, I don't think it's less at all.)

Only those beautiful things that are deeply branded under the cerebral cortex, with the thread of petals, will lead us to those beautiful things that we remember as if we will never encounter winter pride again. I know that some things can be clearly remembered without memory, because they have been deeply branded in my cerebral cortex. For example, as soon as I walk into the kitchen, I will think of my hand that has been burned badly in order to make juice for my father; As soon as I walk into the study, I will think of my mother's outrageous * * * falling from the chair to get me a book. I know it's very painful, but she didn't say it. As soon as I walk into my bedroom, I will think of my parents patiently buying step by step and choosing at a glance in order to make it more beautiful.

I know my life is beautiful, because I have my home. Perhaps what some people think of as a beautiful home is the kind that can't be more prosperous, bright and big. I don't know how to convince this. I'm thinking, home is a warm and clean word. What should be used to describe it? Actually, we were all wrong. That's just the common thought of those of us who are not refined in the world. Home, itself does not need to be described by anything, but what really brings us is the ownership of the heart! Here, we don't need to do something that we all hate for some of our desires and concerns. No, I think it can only be said that it is annoying! We can be our true selves at will. Maybe this truth is not as pleasing as the one we pretend, but at least I am happy. Home is simple and small, but it can still bring us happiness.

When I got up in the morning, I saw a big box of milk, a big bag of toast and a big jar of jam on the table. I felt not only hungry, but also warm. Three chairs, three sets of tableware, three people, a feeling. I think when we leave a tooth mark on the toast, we are also depicting happiness! Looking up, there is a family portrait of Zhang greatly hanging on the wall. Dad's strong and warm big hands hug my mother and me. The smiles of the three people are particularly dazzling against the green background. A story suddenly occurred to me. The fish said to the water, "You can't see my tears falling in the water." Water said, "Yes, but I can feel it." In the photo, no one said anything to anyone, but we can feel happiness and warmth.

Postscript:

Legend has it that every cell of the Ferris wheel is full of happiness;

Legend has it that people who look at the Ferris wheel are actually looking at happiness;

according to legend, riding on the ferris wheel is happiness.

I know that I have been sitting on this ferris wheel at this moment, because I have been happy. 5. Write a warm composition

In the late autumn, the dew is cold and the wind is cold, and it is chilling. The north wind shakes the old tree unscrupulously, screaming at the bare treetops, and the yellow leaves on the ground are rolled up by the wind, swirling in the air, and just falling and being rolled up ...

People's faces are full of chill.

My mother and I are walking in a quiet street. It's very cold, even wearing a thick sweater, the north wind still comes in from the small hole of the sweater, which is almost overwhelming. Looking at a fallen leaf swept by the wind, I can't help thinking: another tough winter!

At this moment, a thin figure appeared in the distance, sitting on the ground alone.

With the cold wind, we quickly stepped forward, and the back gradually became clear ...

That was a beggar. She is about 3 years old, but her brow face is full of vicissitudes of life. She was only wearing thin clothes and trembled slightly in the cold wind.

Another gust of wind blew, and she held the baby in her arms tighter. That's probably her son, wrapped in two quilts and snuggling in his mother's arms. Perhaps, it was the mother who snuggled up to him. She clung to the child and hugged her tightly. She wanted to share her body temperature with the child in half, but she forgot that she was still sitting on the cold and bone-chilling ground, and she was still shaking ...

At this time, another north wind roared past us with fallen leaves, and it was as simple as grass and Buddha's, and the wood turned pale and the leaves fell off, which was extremely harsh and violent.

she shivered. However, I saw that she wrapped the child in a quilt again, and then, without any hesitation, she took off one of her coats and gently covered the child.

Her body is like a leaf in late autumn, shaking badly, but her eyes can drive away the cold warmth. She looks at the sleeping face of the child, and a warm smile appears on her face. Her eyes are full of love and warmth ...

She hugs the child, stands up from the ground and walks away step by step ... Only the child in her arms is still sleeping, as if she doesn't know the predicament he is facing, or he understands it.

the cold wind blew, and suddenly a dress draped over me, making me feel warm. Looking back, I only saw my mother's face warm ... 6. Warm scenery composition 6 words

The most beautiful scenery in my heart Everyone has the most beautiful place in my heart and the most beautiful scenery in my heart.

Everything in the world is full of such legends and mysteries. However, in this colorful world, I still love the light that always belongs to the sun ... Every day, I will never forget, sitting in the carriage, looking at the sunshine outside the window, golden sunshine sprinkled into the carriage, sprinkled on me, giving my heart a different peace and warmth. I often lean against the window and look out the window, and my eyes reflect every beam of light that the sun shines on the earth in a new day.

every day, it is still accompanied by morning and night. He, however, gives me different feelings all the time.

In this colorful world, I still love the light that always belongs to the sun. If we say spectacular scenery, as long as we have witnessed it with our own eyes, we must think that the sunrise is absolutely fantastic and magnificent. From the moment when the sun shines on the horizon, ten thousand beams of light are as sharp as countless three-spined swords, piercing the thick clouds. Even at that moment, the sunshine is so intimidating and brilliant that I have to close my eyes, and I will feel lucky.

It seems that behind that huge fireball, there is a power that will never die. I love the light more than the darkness. Although darkness can cover up all ugliness and vulgarity, I prefer the warmth and happiness brought by the light, because I yearn for happiness-and that near is beautiful and happy.

The sun at sunset is quite different from it, and it is more feminine in its glory. Imagine: in the evening, when the sun sets, walking on the beach, stepping on soft sand, facing the warm spring breeze, waiting for the wind to drift over the hair, the morning glow is guarding the arrival of night on the horizon, and it is still a quiet and peaceful place. The setting sun shines on the vast sea, and the breeze sometimes ripples the sea.