China's first composition.

In our daily life, everyone inevitably touches or uses composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. So how to write a general composition? The following is the composition I compiled for you in Grade One of Chinese. Welcome everyone to learn from it. I hope it helps you.

1 Chinese is a poem, which contains a rich and colorful spiritual treasure house. People in China are a cup of tea, and its fragrance is overflowing, which makes people who drink tea have endless aftertaste. Chinese is a song. If you listen carefully, you will find the person you love in the dim light.

I have seen many different scenery, and I am tired of this world. I want to immerse myself in the world of Chinese. I am eager for knowledge and have a great demand for the richness of the spiritual world, so I can only find my own comfort in Chinese.

Chinese is not entirely a textbook we read in our daily life, but also exists in our language communication and poetry creation. After reading the Chinese textbook, I realized that Liu Yuxi's "homesickness smells like flute fu, and homesickness is like rotten ke" Through communication with people, I learned the charm of poetry culture; On a whim, I felt the colorful China culture.

What is Chinese? Language and writing, to be exact, are Chinese characters passed down by the Chinese nation for thousands of years. In the first lesson, we have learned that it is smart and lively. How to pass it on depends on the knowledge of Chinese characters handed down from generation to generation by the people of China. Only after we have passed on Chinese culture for more than 5,000 years can we stand proudly among the nations! !

Chinese is not only some beautiful poems and sentences, but also represents the long-standing civilization of our country. In the turmoil in the State Council, we can also cultivate outstanding writers like Lu Su and Li Dazhao. It can be seen that as long as the roots of the Chinese nation are unshakable and the spiritual world of the Chinese nation is unshakable, we always have the opportunity to make a comeback. The establishment of New China just proves this view. Chinese not only enriches the spiritual connotation of China people, but also is the soul of the progress of our country and nation.

Chinese is a civilization, and inheriting this civilization is culture. We teenagers should always hold high the country's four self-confidence (road self-confidence, theoretical self-confidence, institutional self-confidence and cultural self-confidence). Only in this way can our country stand tall in the turbulent torrent of the times, and our younger generation can become a solid pillar of the country!

The Chinese composition in the first grade seems to be different from that in the primary school. On the first day of junior high school, when our vision was opened, I was surprised to find that there were languages everywhere in my life.

I found hidden Chinese in a walk. Take a walk at what time of the day, listen to the sweet "click" sound of leather boots falling on the bluestone board, and look up at the sky. No matter when, the sky in the suburbs is always blue. A gust of wind blew and the leaves rang and shook. I don't know whose clothes it is, flying lightly in the air, spreading its wings like China. Walking language is poetic.

I found China people hiding in food. All kinds of delicious food are here: Chinese hamburger in Shaanxi, roast duck in Beijing, grapes in Hainan, coconuts in Hainan and so on. Taste the delicious food on the earth, enjoy the trip on the tip of your tongue, and recall the local customs and cultural temperament in those delicious foods ... The language in the delicious food is classical.

I found Chinese hidden in music. Light music gives elegance, pure music contains elegance, and rock music has infinite passion ... Listen to music, imagine that artistic conception, ponder over those words, and release emotions and pressure in music. Music is not only a modern language, but also a spiritual food for modern people.

I found Chinese hidden in the movie. Every time you are there, you are filled with infinite feelings and thoughts. Every emotional savings, is an infinite daydream, is an infinite trip; Every memory is infinite satisfaction and infinite wealth. The language in the film is priceless.

I find that Chinese is hidden in every corner of our lives: every reading is a collision of ideas; Every trip is to taste life and discover beauty; Every conversation with people is an art of human feelings; Meditation after every emotion is a sign of growth. Chinese is really in our life, not only in books, but also in life.

Then, in this junior one, to appreciate the language and discover it. After all, the language in life is so gorgeous.

Every time I see a stack of papers in front of my desk, there is always one that I will never forget. I have been studying at Xingqiao Art School for almost a year. This paper reminds me of someone. ...

I remember a teacher in the Chinese remedial class continued to teach us. As soon as we talked about classical Chinese, we wrote a few big characters on the blackboard: "Learning classical Chinese should be implemented every word, and the arts and sciences should be fluent!" " This seems to have aroused my interest in this strange teacher's class. The teacher humorously told us a series of mysteries while holding the paper. This class is vivid, as if I were there, taking me into the paradise of the ancients and the author's fantasy. At that time, I faced this kind teacher with doubts, but in the end I was completely "melted" by the teacher's teaching methods, which really made people full of praise!

Suddenly, a huge figure came to me. "You answer this question." The teacher called my name at once, and I didn't react at once. I was shocked. A few seconds later, I picked up the paper and answered in a trembling voice: "Yes …" I immediately sat down. Faced with this fear, I was really scared when I answered the question. The teacher's satisfied smile slowly relieved me, and my eyes returned to lectures and translation. Teacher, she taught us how to learn a classical Chinese well and gave many vivid examples. Yes, I'm confused about this swamp. In fact, I hate Chinese from the bottom of my heart because this teacher changed my mind. The long golden hill of Chinese makes me enjoy endless fun. There is a saying: there must be a golden house in the book. "I remember I used to ..." I like some stories told by my teacher in class best, especially those told by this teacher, which really makes me reluctant to leave this story world.

"Class dismissed!" Loud words reached my ears. Although this is a thin translation, I still deeply remember this teacher. ...

When the school bell rang, Cong Cong and Jie Jie, the first-grade primary school students, walked in the clean and tidy street talking and laughing. Suddenly, Jie Jie stopped, pointed to the garbage beside the roadside trash can, and held her nose and said, "It stinks! Who is so selfless, leaving the garbage next to the trash can? "

Cong Cong also said: "Yes, yes! What should I do? " Their faces showed expressions of surprise and pain.

Jie Jie thought for a moment and said, "If we don't clean up these rubbish, day after day and for a long time, this place will soon become a garbage dump!" " "Say that finish, Jie Jie has already started to clean up the garbage. She held her breath, rolled up her sleeves, held out her little hand, picked up the garbage and threw it into the trash can.

Seeing that Cong Cong was indifferent, J.J. was anxious and shouted, "Come and help!"

Cong Cong scratched his head and said, "Even if we clean up the garbage today, someone will continue to throw it tomorrow. I think we should design a civilized slogan. How about it? "

J.J. praised happily: "Good, good! You are so smart! "

Cong Cong put his schoolbag on the ground, took out the brush and paper he had just used in art class at school today, spread the paper on the concrete floor, squatted down, brushed and wrote six big characters: "Civilization-one step away!" Then, put these words on the edge of the trash can.

At this time, J.J. also cleaned up the garbage, looked at the words posted by Cong Cong and praised him with a thumbs up: "Cong Cong, Cong Cong, how clever!" They walked home talking and laughing again.

Yes! A clean home is created by everyone, and we are all messengers of civilization. As long as everyone consciously takes one more step, society will move forward.

On a sunny day, I had a quarrel with my mother. In a rage, I turned and ran out.

After walking for a long time, I felt hungry when I saw a noodle stand in front of me, but I felt in my pocket and didn't even have a coin.

The owner of the noodle stand is an old woman who looks very kind. She saw me standing there. Do you want noodles, son? However, I forgot to bring money. I'm a little embarrassed to answer. It doesn't matter. Let me treat you to dinner.

The old woman brought me a bowl of noodles and a plate of side dishes. I am full of gratitude. Just after eating a few mouthfuls, tears fell down and fell into the bowl. "What's the matter with you?" The old lady asked with concern. I'm fine. I just appreciate it. I dried my tears, and the vendor opposite said, "We don't know each other, but you are so kind to me that you are willing to give me noodles. But my mom, I only had one fight with her. Also told me not to go back. "

The old woman said to me calmly, "son, how can you think so?" You want to see me cook a bowl of noodles and you eat it, so you are so grateful to me. Then your mother cooked for you for so many years, and you didn't appreciate her at all, but you still hated her and quarreled with her. What would you think if you were your mother? "

I was stunned. I ate a bowl of noodles in a hurry and started walking home. When I walked home nearby, I saw my exhausted mother looking around. As soon as my mother saw me, she immediately smiled: "Come here, the meal is ready, and it will get cold if you don't come back to eat."

Then my eyes fell down again ...

Indeed, sometimes, we are grateful for the kindness of others, but turn a blind eye to the kindness of our loved ones.

In life, there are too many things that will make us happy, one from the encouragement of friends, one from the trust of teachers, an excellent exam … and I will be happy for a wonderful music.

That day, I went to the piano, solemnly put away the music score, put my hand gently on the piano and played.

This is an enduring piano piece-Adeline by the water, and I can't help but indulge in it.

Melodious music echoes in my ears. I seem to see a woman walking quietly by the sea, and the sea is fluctuating ... Oh! What a discordant voice! I looked at the score again suspiciously. "ah! Sure enough, there is a wrong sound! No wonder it sounds awkward! " I said to myself.

I played it again, and the picture unfolded before my eyes: the woman was sitting by the river, and the French phoenix tree on the other side of the river was golden. Looking into the distance, I seem to see the symbol of France-the Eiffel Tower. The sea seems to be happy for her arrival, and "Hua-Hua-"played a brilliant movement.

The woman got up for a walk. Soft sand beach and blue sea, ah, Adeline by the water, you are active in this beautiful place with light steps. Isn't this song for you? You are angels in white, whose spirit are you? You pick green ivy, take away confusion, take away sink. ...

When the song ended, my finger had stopped.

Ah, this wonderful movement has intoxicated me, and my heart has already drifted away with this music. Look! Happiness is that simple. As long as you feel and observe with your heart, you will find that life is full of happiness! And this simple piano music makes me intoxicated and happy. How can I enter this beautiful world if I don't practice hard?

Maybe you don't know our teacher Li, so please listen to me in detail.

Miss Li's face is oval and her eyes are big. The nose is straight; The corners of the mouth are bent like the moon, the smile is sweet, and the voice is so crisp and beautiful! Two ears are really smart, and students can easily be heard by teacher Li when they whisper in class; Hair looks smooth, dark and thick. Miss Li is very serious about her work, and no one is allowed to do anything under her nose in class.

I clearly remember one time, on the first day of formal class, because a summer vacation passed, I had not been exposed to formal school time for two months. The night before the formal class, I still didn't sleep at 1 1, and went to school early the next morning. The alarm clock set at 6: 30 knocks away the drowsiness like an iron bar. I opened my hazy eyes, but sleepiness still hovered around me. I was just about to sleep for a while, when it suddenly occurred to me that I was going to school today. I got up in a hurry, carrying a heavy schoolbag, and went for a ride with a strong sense of sleepiness, so the steps were very small. As soon as I got to the door, the bus started. Fortunately, someone told the driver to stop, so I was able to get to school in time, but I fell asleep at my desk in the morning reading class. Miss Li went to the table and gently woke me up. When doing morning exercises, Miss Li talked with me for more than 30 minutes and said, "A good beginning is half the battle. Similarly, a bad beginning is half the battle. " I also said something that inspired me, criticized me and educated me, which deeply moved me. I feel ashamed and regretful. I don't respect the teacher's work. Miss Li has taught me to doze off in class for more than 30 minutes, which shows how much she cares about her students.

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Teacher Li's son is still young, and he has devoted a lot of effort and energy to our class. She devoted all her mind to teaching. If you meet our teacher Li, I guess you want to be her student, too.

My favorite activity in China is crossword puzzles.

There are many interesting things around us, rich and colorful, just like so many flowers in spring. Now, I will choose the biggest and most beautiful flower to tell you!

Once in a Chinese class, Teacher Liu came into the classroom and said to us, "Today, in this class, we will play a game called crossword puzzle. This is what is in our textbook. "

Next, we began to play crossword puzzles. "Don't go out for a day. Does anyone know what this word is? " Teacher Liu asked us to answer first. Some students said it was "time" and Teacher Liu said it was "right". Another question: "two days in it", the students haven't recovered yet. I said "root", and Teacher Liu said, "Correct." The crossword puzzle is in full swing.

Later, Mr. Liu changed his way and asked us to make our own riddles for everyone to guess. The cadres in our class discussed it and chose three students to solve the mystery. The first one is from me: eat half a catty in one bite; The second and third paragraphs were written by two other students: Puppet and Incorrect. Do you know what each word is? Teacher Liu asked. Director Liu raised his hand to answer my question. She wrote "Listen" on the blackboard, Yan Yi wrote "Hugh" and Liu Lu wrote "crooked". Later, the students raised their hands to answer questions, and only one question (the third question) was right and "crooked".

I'll tell you the other answers. The first question is "artisans" and the second question is "forests". Have you guessed all these correctly?

Suddenly the bell rang and the Chinese class passed unconsciously. We all like crossword puzzles very much, and we all hope to have another crossword puzzle in the future.

I remember an exam in our fourth grade, which is still fresh in my memory.

On a sunny morning, our beloved Chinese teacher came into the classroom with the bell ringing. I'm as nervous as a rabbit, because our Chinese scores will be announced soon.

The highest score is 97. I thought the teacher would call my name, but I didn't. Later, when I was in my twenties, there was no me. I couldn't sit still for a long time, and the teacher's gentle eyes suddenly turned into fierce eyes, which made me afraid to look at the teacher. I don't know how long it took, but the teacher asked people who were not named to stand up, including me. You know, I am the top of my class, and sixty-seven pairs of eyes are staring at me. I really wanted to find a hole in the ground.

Every student was named, and I was lost in thought. "Why? Why hasn't my score come out yet? I think the exam is not bad! " Before I finished thinking, the teacher called my name: "Lv Yinhao, 5 1." At this time, my face was burning.

Teacher, teacher, you know? At the moment you read my name, I even suspected that it was not my score. Facing those amazing eyes, my tears are spinning in my eyes. Besides, you need your parents' signatures. At that moment, I couldn't control my emotions. I remember when it rained, my mother braved the wind and rain to meet me at school. When I know nothing, my mother patiently explained it to me. How can I repay my mother? Is it to repay my selfless mother with such a poor result?

The moment the Chinese paper was issued, I really wanted to plug in a pair of wings and fly to my mother and say, "Mom, I'm sorry!" " "I will make persistent efforts and forge ahead next time!

Chinese composition 10 The cold wind blew on the first day of the first lunar month, whistling past my face. Looking at the empty playground, I miss the green spring. It's the end of winter. I can't see the green willows, I can't hear the crisp birds singing and I can't smell the fragrant flowers. Only this quiet campus, ears are full of whistling sounds, just like the teacher's chatter. It should be spring soon. I think I can see my mother after the final exam.

Walking alone on campus, my mother's gentle teachings still linger in my heart before I leave home, just like the words of spring breeze, which will always warm me.

Although it is a severe winter, you can still see the lush green on the teaching building, which is a branch of the Spring Festival. Even without that little yellow figure, its branches have been growing, expecting and waiting for the arrival of spring. It writes songs and carols for spring. It is like a child, eager to return to his mother's arms in spring.

I like spring best all year round. Spring is the most like mom. Spring flowers are my mother's expectation for me; Spring rain is mom's encouragement; Chunyang is my mother's trust in me; Spring breeze is my mother's gentle and selfless love for me. Praise for spring, in my opinion, "spring back to the earth" obviously means that we have returned to our mother's arms after experiencing the tempering of "cold wind"

The wind blew harder and the sky was covered with dark clouds. I ran back to the dormitory in small steps, but I got a call from my mother.

"It's cold, you should put on more clothes," is still the spring breeze, "Come on for the final exam. Beginning of spring is your birthday that day, looking forward to gifts. "

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, I am not calm. My mother's expectations and thoughts hit my heart like spring rain, causing waves in my heart. "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays."

Praise spring, she carries my excitement and happiness with her mother's warmth, care and warmth, and records my dribs and drabs.

Singing the praises of spring, she looked at me and watched me experience the tempering of the cold wind until I finally ushered in the spring sunshine.

That night, I had a dream: in the spring of March, I played with my mother, and the curtain reflected poetic green. My mother's smile was the most beautiful spring in my heart.

May the most beautiful carol be dedicated to spring.