Write a composition around the central idea (generally 13)

Writing a composition should stick to the theme and focus on the central meaning in order to write a good composition. The following is the composition (general 13) I collected for you about writing around the central meaning. I hope I can help you.

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regret

In summer, the sun scorches the earth like a stove, and the classroom is boring. This weather is so boring that people don't want to think. In the classroom, some students are doing their homework, some students are fanning pieces of paper on the ground, and some students are chasing and fighting. ...

A problem stumped me. I thought for a long time, but I couldn't find a solution. As the saying goes, "Two heads are better than one Zhuge Liang", I found some classmates to discuss with. Ten minutes later, I finally found a solution to this problem in the noisy discussion. I excitedly calculated it in the draft book, and it was true! I am happy to write the answer to this question neatly in the math book.

After a while, my good friend Chen Aiqian came over with a math book. Pointing to the headache math problem just now, she asked, "I heard you worked it out." What's your answer? " I confidently replied, "Of course, I worked hard to make it, and the answer is 27." "I also figured it out, it should be 36." Chen Aiqian retorted. Later, she picked up a pen and explained her thoughts in my draft book. In this way, I was completely lost in her thoughts. She made it very clear that there seemed to be no flaw. Am I wrong? "You must be wrong!" Chen Aiqian said with great certainty. I completely lost confidence in my thinking of solving problems just now. I picked up the correction fluid, erased the answers I just came up with, wrote down Chen Aiqian's answers and gave them to the teacher.

In class in the afternoon, the teacher handed out books-36 is wrong? What the teacher explained was my original idea, and my answer was correct! How regretful I am to be replaced by someone else's answer! But there is no regret medicine in this world!

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warm

The bus stop where I go to school every day is very dull, but there is an old man whose warmth and kindness are unforgettable. He is the old man who volunteered at the bus stop!

One morning last winter, everyone went to school and went to work. People rushed to the station one after another, waiting for the bus. The bus stop that day seemed different from usual, surrounded by a large area of ice and snow, and there was water everywhere. Because the bus stop sign has just been refreshed, paint has spilled all over the floor, which makes people feel very uncomfortable. So everyone is talking, but no one takes the initiative to clean. At this time, the old man who volunteered on the platform came over, took off his gloves, cleaned the paint on the platform with snow and blew a sigh on his hand. On such a cold day, the old man braved the cold to clean the stop sign in order to give others a good environment. At that time, everyone praised the old man and bowed their heads in shame, but at this time, I was very warm in my heart!

The old man brought me more warmth than this, and one thing was deeply imprinted in my mind, which I can't forget.

One morning, I got up late. I looked at my watch. It was 7 o'clock. I finished my meal at the fastest speed, ran out of the house with my schoolbag on my back, and was bent on catching the usual bus. It's almost the bus stop, but the bus has arrived. I saw the bus door closing slowly while the passengers were getting on the bus. When the old man saw me coming, he quickly said to the driver, "Master, open the door quickly, the little girl hasn't got on the bus yet!" " "I got on the bus as I wished, and I quickly thanked my uncle.

Warm as the warm sun in winter, warm as a butterfly among flowers, dotted our lives. The old man is like a lighthouse in a storm. The warm sun in winter guides me, renders me and gives me strength!

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hope

"Only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like treasures?" This is a big children's song that I have heard since I was a child. How happy the children with mothers in the songs are! But mom is far away, alas!

Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, finally waiting for the new year. This day can be said to be my happiest day, because my mother said she would come back. I haven't seen her for three years. I don't know whether she is fat or thin. Anyway, I am very excited at the thought of meeting her soon.

Early in the morning, I got up and dressed myself, ready to show my best to my mother. My aunt looked at it. "Oh, it's still early. Your mother won't come back until evening. " "Soldiers don't fight unprepared." I casually said, I was a little confused after dressing up. I don't know what to do, just watch TV. Is doing homework boring? It's over. At the end of the outing, I still sat by the window and started staring blankly. I'm thinking: what should I say when I see her? Say hello first? Let's hug first.

It's noon. I just took a nap. As soon as I got out of the bedroom, I saw my aunt look unhappy. "What's the matter, my mother is not coming back again?" "No" "What's the matter with you?" "Nothing." Seeing that my aunt was impatient, I stopped asking. "Jiang Xiao! ? "Aunt is calling uncle. "Huh?" "It's okay." This conversation puzzled me, but I didn't think much. I just feel that time has passed so slowly that grass has grown on my head.

"When will my mother arrive?" I asked eagerly. "It's ten o'clock!" Uncle said. After a while, I went to ask my sister again, and she said, "Eleven o'clock, right? I forgot. " "Uncle said it was ten o'clock." "oh! Yes, yes, it's ten o'clock. " I'm a little upset to hear that, so I have to say it. "We have something to go out for a while, you look after the house." "This?" I feel helpless, like a watchdog.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I thought, "Soon, soon. I'm going to see my mother. " I waited anxiously, and finally I began to time.

"It's time. Let's go. " "Well" big uncle's voice is very small. "Where's Auntie?" "She's not going." "Oh!" On the way, I feel that my uncle is driving very slowly today. "Can you hurry up?" "It's going to be speeding soon." I looked out of the window and counted the sheep anxiously in my mind.

At the train station, I stared at everyone who came out. I was so dazzled that I even mistook others for me several times. As time went by, fewer and fewer people came out of the station, and I never saw her again. I shouted "Liu! Liu! ..... "But no one answered. Then my phone rang. It was my mother. I didn't dare to answer it. I couldn't believe it, but I answered the phone. There was a choked voice on the phone. "I'm sorry! Sorry! " I hung up the phone directly and was completely disappointed. "Go home." My uncle tried to tell me. "hmm."

The next morning, my head lifted from the wet pillow. Another day, another year. Because there are still 364 days, I can see her again.

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regret

Memory is like a small box, colorful and changeable. Some flash in front of your eyes, some make you depressed, some make you laugh, some make you unforgettable and regret for the rest of your life ... I always gain a lot by opening one at will.

It's a sunny morning. My mother and I went to buy walnuts. My mother took me to a walnut shop. My mother took me aside and talked to my aunt. I was playing, and an evil idea-"stealing" came into my mind. I thought to myself, "Even if I take one, it doesn't matter! And it smells like walnuts, but the teacher said to be an honest man! What should we do? Finally, the idea came true. I picked a walnut in my hand and put it in my pocket. I hurried to my mother who bought it. When I left the walnut shop, I seemed to feel my heart in my throat. My mother suddenly found my bulging pocket and asked me, "What's in it?" I whispered in shame, "Walnut". I looked down, afraid to look at my mother again. Suddenly, a slap hit me, and I was stunned in an instant. My brain is blank. Walnuts lie quietly in my pocket, and when I touch them with my hands, they are bitterly cold. Then my mother immediately pulled me over. Later, I don't remember the scene. I only remember that my mother apologized again and again, and the aunt at the walnut shop said "it doesn't matter." I don't even know how to go out ... another time, my mother and I went skating in the botanical garden. His skill is very good, but I have to let my mother pull him. He flew, and the field was very wide. I especially envy him, just like him.

When I got up, I was already in the hospital bed. I only heard my mother crying and sewing from time to time. I was lying in bed, and the expression of pain and mother's worry could not help leaving me with tears of regret.

A word "regret" will make you regret the past and look forward to the future. Only "regret" can succeed. Regret is accumulated experience and the mother of success. Only by working hard can the vision become a reality!

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warm

There was a gust of wind outside the window, and at the moment, it was raining heavily. The school gate has long been surrounded by parents with umbrellas. My classmates were all picked up by my parents, leaving me alone. I watched alone in front of the duty room at the school gate, waiting for my mother to send me an umbrella.

It's raining harder and harder, and there's no intention of stopping. The rain drops drop by drop, beating my heartstrings. Suddenly, a man wearing a cotton-padded jacket came in in the milky rain and fog. It turned out to be a mother.

"If you are anxious, it's all my fault. It's too late!" Mom seems to be blaming herself. "Nothing!" I'm glad my mother took the time to pick me up.

Suddenly, I noticed that my mother had only one umbrella in her hand. In such a heavy rain, only one umbrella can't cover two people at all! My mother seemed to understand my mind and said, "Never mind, just make do!" " "My mother came to pick me up directly from the factory. She only has an umbrella.

After walking for a while, my mother found my hair and schoolbag wet. She said worriedly, "How did you get my hair wet?" ? What if you catch a cold? I'll give you this umbrella. "Say that finish, he put the umbrella into my hand. My mother took off her coat and put it on her head. She smiled and said to me, "Mom is fine. Look, mom has an umbrella! " "

Holding this umbrella, my mood is particularly complicated, including worry, guilt and moving, but I clearly feel a kind of warmth-like sunshine-warmth!

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warm

In our life, there are many things that warm people's hearts. It is like a fire, which makes people's hearts no longer cold. Warmth is everywhere in the world, and everyone can feel the light brought by it.

On a Sunday afternoon, I happened to pass the gate of a park. I saw an old woman suddenly and inexplicably faint on the ground, her body was still shaking, and her mouth was still shouting "medicine, medicine is in the bag ...". "Her appearance is very poor, but everyone dare not go to her to take medicine. Some people may be afraid that she is a liar, others may be afraid that she will touch porcelain, and the old woman will say that she knocked it down herself. Just then, an uncle rushed out of the crowd. He ran to the old woman and asked, "Where is the medicine?" Granny laboriously raised a finger and pointed at the bag with all her strength. My uncle rummaged through the bag at once, and finally he found a small bottle. He asked again, "Is this it?" Grandma said, "Yes, that's it." Uncle immediately fed the medicine into her mouth and gave her a sip of water. It took grandma some time to recover after taking medicine. She said to her uncle, "Thank you, young man." Then she took out a few more 100 yuan from her pocket. My uncle shook his head and hurried away.

On the bus, we can also see warm figures from time to time. The last time I took the bus, because it was rush hour, there were so many people that even my children were crowded "everywhere" When I was about to be crushed to death, there was another person in the car. She seems to be uncomfortable and has been holding her stomach, but no one gives her a seat. I'm worried about her. Suddenly a man stood up and made way for his seat. The man with a stomachache quickly said thank you, and the man who offered his seat said, "It doesn't matter, everyone helps each other."

On a street in winter, a beggar in a shirt and beard sat shivering in the corner, with a box in front of him, apparently begging for money. But everyone walked past with their heads held high and didn't look at him until a man in ordinary clothes stopped, put two 100 yuan in and gave the beggar a sentence: "Try to get rich with both hands!"

There are many stories about warmth in life, which happen in our life. Let's pass on the warmth together and let more people feel the warm light.

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Ding, the alarm clock rang, and the little girl got up and turned it off. She got dressed and looked at the square outside the window. The ground is wet because it rained all night last night.

The little girl picked up the calendar by the window. Yes, that's right. Today is May 29th. The little girl has been looking forward to this day for a long time! About a month ago, she circled this special day with a red watercolor pen as a reminder. The little girl stretched, yawned and looked out of the window. Although the weather is not beautiful and there is no beautiful rainbow, it does not affect her beautiful mood.

It turns out that today is her birthday, and she is excited at the thought of receiving all kinds of gifts. You see, she is dancing cheerful steps in the room, as happy as a bird flying in the sky.

The little girl warmed up and couldn't restrain her inner excitement. She ran to her mother and said, "Mom, do you know what day it is today?" "Go, go, I'm busy!" Mother is busy making breakfast at the moment. The little girl left the kitchen in disappointment.

In the living room, my sister is doing her homework. The little girl came to her sister: "Sister, do you know what day it is today?" My sister is full of questions: "What day is it today, Children's Day?" The little girl was a little angry: "Children's Day is June 1, how many days are there!" ""What day is it? "My elder sister only cares about homework and ignores her at all. The little girl ran away angrily.

In the afternoon, when she was playing in the community, she met three best friends. She asked her three friends again, "Do you know what day it is today?" But three friends don't know what day it is.

It's time to go home for dinner, but the little girl is still angry. She opened the door and the room was dark and opaque. Suddenly, a flame jumped in the living room. "Happy birthday!" What a familiar voice. Mom, sister and friends are all here. "Baby, mom knitted you a scarf." "If it weren't for your birthday, I wouldn't use pocket money!" "This doll cost me 60 yuan." ……

At this time, the little girl's heart was warm.

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One winter morning, I hurried out of the house. At this time, my mother suddenly stopped me and gave me a down jacket, saying that I would put it on when it was cold.

I looked at this plain down jacket, but the tie took it downstairs. The cold wind is howling downstairs. As soon as I came down, there was a cold wind. I quickly took off my schoolbag and put on that down jacket.

It was very warm after wearing it. No matter how the cold wind blew, I didn't feel cold at all, so I went to school in a down jacket.

"Jingle bells ..." After school, after a day's class, it seems colder outside. I looked outside and couldn't help thinking: fortunately, my mother gave me a down jacket this morning, which kept me from the cold.

I wore a thick down jacket and walked outside like ice and snow, looking at the scenery on the roadside while walking: the leaves of maple leaves were yellow, and a few maple leaves fell from time to time, and those maple leaves danced in the air like dancers.

At this time, I saw a thin figure, an old man in thin clothes, shivering in the cold wind, very pitiful.

I thought to myself: Why does Grandpa wear so little? Why don't I give him my down jacket? He's pathetic! So, I gave the down jacket to the old man and said, "Grandpa, it's getting cold. You must pay attention to keep warm." Grandpa moved to pick it up.

At this time, although I am a little cold, my heart is very warm. Maybe this is "give someone a rose and leave a lingering fragrance in your hand"!

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fan

My grandmother is a dance fan and likes square dance very much. Grandma is usually very serious, but as long as she sees someone dancing in the square dance, her mouth will rise slightly.

Every day after dinner, grandma will dance square dance in the square. Grandma has a small fan in her hand. With the dynamic melody, she danced beautifully with one step left, one step right, one step before and one step after.

Grandma goes to the square dance at night, which can only be regarded as normal punching. Grandma will try to find time to dance twice during the day. For example, she buys food in the morning and goes out for two hours. Of course, it won't take so long to buy food, half an hour at most. What did you do? Dancing with others in the square, of course. After buying vegetables and going home, grandma began to prepare lunch. When picking vegetables, grandma will play the music of square dance with her mobile phone; When cooking, the music of square dance is still on the phone, and grandma will twist it twice with a spatula from time to time! Alas! Grandma! Grandma! There is a limit to your square dance!

Whenever grandma sees the neighbor's children dancing with everyone, she drags me to dance, but I can't dance square dance! So grandma taught me to dance with her hands. Alas! The action of square dance looks very simple. After learning it, I found that the original square dance is not easy to learn! I was tired after dancing for a while, so I sat on the stone next to me and had a rest. Grandma is still dancing. She likes the fun of square dance. She looks like a dancer. She looks twenty years younger!

Looking at grandma's back, I seem to understand why grandma is so obsessed with square dance!

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What is warmth?

In summer and autumn, although the sun is still high in the sky, it is far less hot than the previous days. When the wind blows, it breeds fruit; Golden, flowers and trees warm. Sometimes swaying, sometimes filled with golden laughter.

The sun shone in the dark room and became a little brighter. The sun shines on pedestrians, and there is light and warmth in my heart.

I don't know why I've been making trouble recently. I forgot to do my homework and was scolded by the teacher. Once again, he was accused of providing "kindling"; I fell down again recently. It never rains but it pours. It's the eleventh holiday again, and I can't even enjoy life with a limp.

Of course someone will care. "Oh, I'm still at school when I'm injured. I am so serious. " Although I know they are harmless and don't care, they always sound cynical, which makes me fly to the sky like a swan with broken wings, hoping to be disillusioned, sighing and lamenting, unknown and jumping violently.

The days are getting shorter and it's early in the evening. Without sunshine, the room became dark again. Lights are on in every household.

Back home, let's use modern technology to eliminate our worries. The expression of frustration is reflected on the computer. "But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with the sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine." It's true, the empty heart has nothing left. Then the door rang. I answered the door in doubt and was surprised to find that all my friends came and spent the afternoon with me. They knew that my foot was hurt and brought some board games. Echoing each other, who laughed all afternoon and took away how much sadness.

I learned later that they asked me out to make me happy.

It was they who brought a lamp. Although simple, it makes the room extremely bright, illuminating every corner and taking away the darkness. This is warmth, right? Straight into my heart.

What is warmth? Let me tell you something. Warmth is a wonderful thing, which sublimates people's hearts when they are heart to heart.

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There are many flavors in life, but one is the most beautiful, and that is the "sweet" flavor.

"Sweet" is like a very seductive little witch. As soon as she turned around, she turned into a small toy, which made the sad child feel sweet and stopped crying. She turned herself into a classmate's medal on the podium, which made the students train hard at ordinary times and finally felt very sweet on the podium; When she sees that you are in a bad mood, she will turn into a cake again, making you forget the sorrow and making your day sweet ... But the sweetness I feel is not these, but the most common sweetness-friendship.

Friendship is a sweet candy. I remember one time, it was dark and the wind whipped the branches as if to bow 90 degrees to us. I looked out of the window and thought it was going to rain. Sure enough, it rained "Hua" after school. Somehow, Grandpa Yu and Grandma Feng had a quarrel today, which became more and more fierce. Looking at the weather, I froze on the steps and thought anxiously, "it's broken!" I didn't bring an umbrella today. " My best friend is like a bug in my heart. I saw through my mind at a glance: "No umbrella?" "hmm." I nodded to answer. "Let's go together and help me with my umbrella." When I heard this, my eyes lit up and I felt that it was not my best friend standing in front of me, but my savior. So we walked home with an umbrella and a smile. I looked at her face on the way and felt as if I had eaten cotton candy.

Collective love is an exciting candy. Once, at the sports meeting, I was competing for 400 meters. I got ready at the starting point, and with a gunshot, I started running. Halfway through the race, I really couldn't run, and I planned to quit the race. "Zhu Yizhen, come on!" I turned my head and saw all the girls in our class lying there cheering for me. I looked at their faces and was filled with power in an instant. "Come on, don't let them down!" So I gritted my teeth and ran to the finish line. Although I ran a little breathless, I thought it was worth it! At this time, sweetness began to sprout from my heart.

Collective concern and classmates' love bring me happiness and sweetness. This mutual concern makes us all bathe in sweetness.

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People will change, the world will change, and there are always some unchangeable things in life, and these unchangeable things are the real driving force for you to move forward in the ever-changing vast galaxy.

"Only by knowing what is changing can we master the solution to the problem."

The seemingly impossible problem of moving the line, which Teacher Cai always talks about, has been skillfully solved in his class. In math class, Cai's vivid lectures fascinated the students. The happy classroom atmosphere makes the students concentrate on mathematics wholeheartedly, but there is one person in the class who is not interested in learning ... I looked out of the window and the powerful lecture was only regarded by me as a cadence piano music. I was already playing in the garden when I was sitting in the classroom.

The short voice "You are not in the right state" got into my ears. Teacher Cai criticized my performance in class, but I didn't agree. I haven't changed, but what you said is too simple.

The mid-term exam results came out, but I became a double digit in three digits. I didn't look for him. He came to me first. "The exam should not be taken, it should be adjusted, and the paper should be well analyzed." He is as steady as ever, which is completely different from the surprise that my classmates and I treat such achievements.

Am I really getting worse? I can't see the sun because of the fog.

"Mastering the same is the key." He looked at me, his eyes full of fatherly care and shining with firm light. His eyes are like the sun in the vast universe.

I have changed, but his trust in me has not changed.

Finally, I picked up my efforts again, leaving only one piano sound after another in the empty classroom. He hasn't changed, but he has changed me.

In the last unit test, I got the math test paper with the same score, but the full score was 150 to 100. The number that surprised me first shone on this paper. I smiled, and so did he.

That time I touched the bottom, and I found the direction of learning. The clouds opened, the fog dispersed, the sun shone on the earth, and he was shining.

He really shines like the sun, illuminating others more. Its light remains unchanged, but it has changed countless students.

I will change, he will change, and the world will change. But what remains unchanged is his initial intention to receive education.

Only by mastering the unchangeable can we master our own life and change the world.

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A drop of water can moisten the dry heart of others; A ray of sunshine can light up the gloomy mood of others; A ballad can awaken the sleeping soul of others; Real feelings can warm other people's lives.

It was a severe winter, and the whistling north wind swept across the earth, and every window was closed. We were having class in the classroom, and the more you lent me a pen, I accidentally bumped into the ground. I quickly bent down to pick it up, and when I saw it, the nib was bent! I have long heard that Yue Yue's father bought this pen from other places, and she has always cherished and cared for it like a baby. But today I accidentally broke it. What will happen to her? Will she cry sadly? Maybe they will scold me and break up with me, making me feel ashamed ... I was extremely scared and scared at that time. ...

When I found Yue Yue in fear and trembling, I told her in a low voice that I had broken her pen. Yue Yueqi was surprised when I said I would lose money, and then her face changed! But she probably saw my sadness and remorse, and then her face softened again. Smile and comfort me: "Never mind, it's okay, don't be sad, a pen is nothing!" " Who let us be the best girlfriends! "Looking at this touching smile and listening to this warm words, I can't help but feel a warm current in my heart. Although it is cold outside, I feel very warm now. At this touching moment, I feel closer than my own sisters! I rushed over and held it tighter and tighter. At this time, there are many tears in my eyes, and they flow to my cheeks with a click, which are tears touched by true feelings; These are tears of friendship, but these tears are left for warmth!

Ah! Warmth is too important for people! I think, if people can be warm to others in their lives, wouldn't the world become more harmonious and beautiful?

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