The most beautiful composition is around.

In daily life or work and study, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. With the help of writing, we can improve our language organization ability. So how to write a general composition? The following is my most beautiful composition carefully arranged for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Once, I went to the supermarket to buy things, and my aunt in front helped me hold the door. When she smiled at me, a warm current came to my mind.

Once, I went to take a bus, and a white-haired grandmother got on the bus. The bus was bumpy all the way, and the grandmother staggered in the carriage. An uncle offered his seat to his grandmother without hesitation. Looking at grandma's happy smile, I feel very warm in the carriage.

Once, the story of "the most beautiful mother" Wu Juping was widely circulated. When she saw someone else's child fall from the window, she immediately ran over and stretched out her arms, holding the child and her life, but her arm was broken. When interviewed by media reporters, she said, "I actually just did what all mothers in the world would do."

Yes, good people are around, and good people are right in front of us. Wu Bin, the "most beautiful driver" reported on TV, was hit by flying iron pieces, but what he thought of was the safety of passengers; Chen Xianmei, the most beautiful mother-in-law, is just a scavenger. In this era when doing good deeds is easy to be framed, she saw Xiao Yueyue being run over by a car and did not hesitate to come forward to save her. Zhang Lili, the "most beautiful teacher", had her legs cut off to save her students.

These well-intentioned people did good deeds, which were disclosed by the news media and carried forward; Some people, however, are doing what they should do in an ordinary post in obscurity: police uncles are out all day catching bad guys and eliminating violence, regardless of their own safety for the sake of people's safety; No matter whether it is cold or hot, windy or snowy, the traffic police insist on standing guard and maintaining traffic order; As soon as the firemen received the fire alarm, they rushed to the scene to put out the fire and save people. In the hospital, doctors prescribe medicines for patients; The teachers in the school are like hardworking gardeners, teaching us knowledge and the truth of being a man and watering the flowers of the motherland.

These obscure occupations really make us admire. Wu Juping saved the child, and her company rewarded her with 300,000 yuan. Teachers, doctors and firemen still work hard in their posts with low salaries.

Do the most beautiful thing and be the most beautiful person. No matter whether this life is vigorous or unknown, people who insist on doing their own thing and have a kind heart are great!

The afternoon sunshine is always strangely warm, and it is reflected through the curtains, which looks like a mottled feeling. Fresh and simple, it smells sweet, just like baking honey cakes or sweet chestnuts from My Sweetie. People have an impulse to take a nap, but they can't. Because there is a teacher on the podium.

This teacher is our math teacher, a busy man. People like worker ants. Mathematics has always been one of the most disgusting courses for students, perhaps not one, mainly because once you fall asleep, you may miss something important. It's about these exams and those. Once the math teacher limped in and took the lesson plan to the podium as usual. It was loud and interesting. Same as before. Didn't let me see any traces.

When class was over, someone told me that the teacher's foot was hurt. I was surprised, and my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle. I can't describe the taste in words, probably because this feeling is mixed with too much. First, there is a kind of indifference in my heart and a kind of admiration. This admiration is quite weak, but it is definitely not without it. It's just hidden in my heart.

It was a long time after this that I realized such a math teacher;

He was very enthusiastic and helped her repair her classmate's glasses because he broke them by playing football.

He is responsible for helping me answer any questions I don't understand. Even though my question may be silly, the teacher answered it for me seriously.

He is humorous, and the boring content of mathematics is very interesting. Sometimes some cold jokes will add vitality to this course.

He is strict. He will talk about a topic many times and provide many similar questions, even if he uses a class for a topic. Just to make us understand.

Gradually, those numbers are less annoying, those symbols are like clouds, white paper is blue sky, and numbers are ink for sketching strokes. Teachers are like painters. Or like a bright star, it illuminates the whole classroom. Then he is the moon that leads us.

I am looking for it. I am thinking about it. You may not be the most beautiful, but you are the most beautiful. Just the appearance in front, the soul behind, a soul belonging to the teacher. This kind of soul makes people excited. You are the most beautiful, beautiful in your heart, as hot as the sunshine in early summer.

You are sunshine, and you can't refuse if you want to.

I'm looking for it,

What is the most beautiful.

Flowers tell me; This is an apricot without clothes in the morning.

Bees tell me; It is industrious and capable bees that pursue nectar.

Water tells me; This is sweet and important water.

I don't know the result.

So I traveled all over Qian Shan.

I saw vines struggling on the cliff.

I saw the brightest star in the desert.

I feel the coolness of the first snow falling on the vast snowy mountains.

Smell the wild roses blooming on the wall.

then

The most beautiful composition 3 "Who is the most beautiful person, you, me, him ……", whenever I sing this song, I can't help but think of those honest, grateful, learning-loving and self-sacrificing people around me.

People often say that the most beautiful people are around. Yes, for example, Aunt Wu Juping in Hangzhou. She didn't hesitate when she saw the child fall from the sky. She immediately ran over and grabbed Niu Niu with open arms. The escaped Niuniu woke up after 10 and called out "Mom and Dad". However, Aunt Wu caused "multiple comminuted fractures of the left ulna and radius". "This is instinct and what a mother should do." Lying in the hospital bed, she looks very calm. At the time of the incident, her child was only seven months old and was still nursing. She is worthy of the title of "the most beautiful mother".

If Aunt Wu stands up and grasps life, it is a kind of beauty, and honesty is also a kind of beauty.

For example, in a residential area in Hangzhou, once, many private cars were scratched, and the owners were angry because of the high maintenance costs. Just then, a woman called and said that her child pulled the car and his family would take full responsibility. Later, the child not only wrote an apology letter, but also sent folded small notes from door to door, constantly saying sorry to the owner.

Imagine that child. Although he made a mistake at first, he changed it as soon as he knew it. This is a virtue and a manifestation of beauty.

"Who is the most beautiful person, you, me, him …", I remembered this lyric again, and understood: anyone can be the most beautiful person, and the most beautiful person is around us.

Some people say, "Beauty means good looks." Some people say, "Beauty is a beautiful scenery." ..... I think the word beauty is to describe the goodness of people's hearts, and beauty can also be used on you or people around you.

For example, cleaners will get up early tomorrow, work harder than anyone else for a little reward, and help the city "make up" outside in hot summer instead of going home, but cleaners also have good and bad hearts. One day, my parents and I were shopping in Wuma Street in Wenzhou and saw a cleaner sweeping the floor in the street. He wanted to help others clean the sanitation around their shops, but he accidentally swept some rubbish into other people's shops. I don't know how to do it. A janitor saw it and swore, which made the cleaner angry. He put all the rubbish in the shop, and the two men almost got into a fight. Fortunately, another cleaner came to persuade him to clean up all the rubbish. This shows that the two cleaners are well-intentioned.

For example, the traffic police, standing in the middle of the road giving orders every day, will be indifferent and scolded by others, but will not complain. It is difficult for them to wear thick clothes and expose themselves to the hot sun in summer. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, they should stand in the middle of the road. A little negligence may bring life-threatening consequences, so they can't pretend to be miserable for a little injury every day.

It can be seen that cleaners and traffic policemen are very ordinary jobs, so beauty is around us. Therefore, beauty does not necessarily depend on appearance, but also on spiritual beauty.

China's first female astronaut, Liu Yang, made her debut as a guest speaker. Her eloquent story is full of poetry, vividly telling the beauty of space and the earth, and at the same time telling the beauty of human nature after her return to the earth, which is warm and touching.

The champions of this London Olympic Games made a collective appearance: Jiao Liuyang, the butterfly champion who participated in two Olympic Games, as the keynote speaker, told us about their understanding and perception of beauty; Xu, the first Olympic sailing champion in China, told everyone about her struggle; Under the leadership of captain Chen, five members of London Olympic champion Zhang, Feng Zhe, Zou Kai and Guo Weiyang interacted with the children by playing games. Chen Ye, the captain of the team, will be the keynote teacher to talk about the winning experience of the gymnastics men's team and explain the beauty of harmony. Ye, the women's 400m medley champion and the women's 200m medley champion at this year's London Olympic Games, also had a wonderful live interaction with the host Sa Beining, telling the story behind winning the championship.

The first class this year invited basketball superstars Yao Ming and Jeremy Lin as "extracurricular counselors". Yao Ming, as the image ambassador of the wildaid Association, told you some stories about his exploration and discovery of beauty in the African continent and filmed the documentary "The End of the Wilderness". In a special way, Jeremy Lin sends blessings to primary and secondary school students all over the country, and at the same time encourages children to bravely pursue their dreams.

There are actually "the most beautiful people" around us: for example, the most beautiful teacher Zhang Lili, the most beautiful driver Wu Bin, the most beautiful soldier Gao Tiecheng ... These most beautiful people and their stories touched us; There are many beautiful things: nine gods flying in the sky, dragons flying in the sea, struggling Olympic athletes ... these beautiful things encourage us to make progress.

The most beautiful composition around you 6 "The east wind blows rain and is sunny, the spring water is high and low, the mud in the mirror moves suddenly, and the green poplar sits deeply." This poem describes the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal dug more than 2,500 years ago.

On August 7th, No.5 Squadron of Times Primary School (1) held the activity of "Looking for the most beautiful river around us". We came to the canal comprehensive insurance group, and my aunt told us how they protected and managed the canal over the years. First of all, they conducted a carpet inspection along the canal to find out how many sewage points around were directly discharged into the canal. Then they carried out the sewage interception and acceptance project, all these sewage points were connected to the sewage pipe network, and all the sewage was discharged to the sewage treatment plant for treatment, thus avoiding the problem of pollution caused by direct discharge of sewage into the canal.

Secondly, they strengthen the management of ships sailing on the canal to avoid oil pollution and domestic garbage from ships polluting the canal. Although most cargo ships are equipped with oil-water separation devices, once they fail, they will still flow into the canal. Therefore, they are equipped with three ships specialized in collecting waste oil. If the ship leaks oil, they will rush to the scene at the first time to salvage the waste oil and send it to the refinery. The shipowner must also sell the waste oil separated from the oil-water separator on board to them for unified treatment. It is required that the domestic garbage of the boatman should be collected in the trash can, and then poured into the trash can after landing, not directly thrown into the canal.

Third, comprehensively improve, protect and develop the canal. Relocate and shut down the industrial enterprises along the canal as a whole, and transform the factory buildings into various museums; Demolition of illegal buildings along the canal and transformation of the two banks into broad green belts not only prevent pollutants from being discharged into the canal along the canal, but also make the canal a world heritage and national 4A scenic spot, giving Hangzhou citizens and tourists another good place to travel and relax.

Finally, they dredged the canal, collected river garbage, diluted Qiantang River water to wash the canal, and continuously improved the water quality of the canal.

After years of unremitting efforts, the water quality of the canal has been greatly improved, from the previous poor five categories to reaching or better than four or five categories. However, the river is still not clean enough, because the water level in the canal is the lowest. The dirty water from other rivers in Hangzhou will flow to canals, and some people who don't care about environmental protection are still destroying the environment.

Through this activity, I understand that protecting the canal is not only the responsibility of the canal headquarters and relevant departments, but I think everyone should act in concert to make our canal a crystal clear river.

There are many ordinary people around me. Although they are ordinary, they are beautiful because of ordinary. They are beauticians of urban landscape workers.

In the city, garden workers are the most humble group of people, but it is because of them that our city has become colorful and beautiful. Colorful flower beds, green shrubs, lush green land along the river, fresh parks ... I met them this summer vacation.

"Oh, it doesn't rain anymore!" Dad's eyebrows screwed together. Recently, the continuous high temperature in Wenling, urban greening is facing a severe high temperature test. People can't stand such high temperature, and neither can flowers and plants. Indeed, if it doesn't rain again, the flowers and plants will die. Dad is out. He must go to the scene. It was already evening. I looked at my father's anxious eyes and followed him out.

By the roadside, garden workers are working nervously. They are wearing straw hats, dark green overalls and black trousers, with dark skin and sweating. They wiped their sweat with their sleeves and went on working. The light is on, but at this time the sun refuses to leave like a wayward child, and the ground is still hot. Not far away, a gardener stood on the sprinkler by the roadside and saw him sprinkle a heavy faucet on the flower bed by the roadside. The water just spilled turned into waves of hot air, and the air was filled with a strange smell mixed with earth, while the gardeners were covered with a layer of ash, steam and sweat, but they didn't dodge at all. Their calm and simple faces are written with satisfaction, and their corners of the mouth raise a faint smile, as if they were taking care of their children.

Suddenly, familiar music came from my ear, and the sprinkler came slowly. My father said to me, "This time, five large sprinklers were dispatched to fight the drought. According to the present situation of flowers and plants in urban areas, small sprinklers are added for fine irrigation. The daily water consumption is 500 tons, and some green areas along the river are irrigated with water. " I said happily, "That's great, flowers and plants won't die." Dad added, "Yes, but it's hard for gardeners. It is precisely because it hasn't rained for a long time that they are working nonstop from 4 pm to 1 am and from 1 am to 9 am the next day, but they have no complaints. "

The curtain color gradually enveloped the city. On the way home, I vaguely saw several gardeners still pruning, and the crystal sweat was shining with dazzling light in the light. They are the most beautiful people!

The most beautiful composition 8 "thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son." She sewed carefully and repaired it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay his time to go home. " When these words welled up in my heart, I couldn't help but feel bitter and tears kept spinning in my eyes. When I think of the words mom and dad, I feel infinite.

Since my brother's family gave birth to a child the year before last, my parents have been away from home all the year round in order to take care of my brother's family. Since going out, parents will only go back to their hometown for about a month every year. Slowly, I found that the place without my parents has lost its original kindness, although it is also the place where I was born and grew up for more than 30 years. There are my classmates, teachers, friends for many years and me in that place. This year's Spring Festival, after discussing with my family, my husband and children went abroad for the New Year. When I went, my parents kept calling to ask about the situation on the road. After getting off the bus in such a cold winter, I saw that the two of them looked a little hunched. I thought they wouldn't come. I also told them repeatedly that when I grew up and knew the detailed address, I would go home by myself. However, they came anyway. Seeing them, although it was very cold, I suddenly felt much warmer. The sense of sureness in my heart is only reassuring when I see them. My parents hurriedly took the small bag from my hand, but my father's big hand was quickly taken away from me. I told my father that the bag was light and I could carry it, but my father still used his usual deep and heavy voice, like a mountain. My mother took my hand and kept asking me if I was cold. I said I'm not cold. My mother was wearing thick clothes, but she still held my hand and kept rubbing it for me. This scene seems to be in front of my eyes.

When I got home, my mother hurried into the kitchen and began to prepare food. I went into the kitchen and told my mother that I could cook, too. I'll help you. My mother said how could you? Get out of here. I closed the kitchen door with tears in my eyes, and my mother piled up a lot of vegetables and meat. Then we ate a delicious and familiar dish, which was more delicious than all delicious dishes. I lived at home for more than ten days and was taken care of by my parents. I found that no matter where my parents are, they are a place full of endless warmth. I clearly remember one time, before I got married, the school sent me to study in Henan University for five days, so I was very excited, because I had never left home since I was a child, and the novelty of going outside occupied my heart instantly, and I couldn't help being happy. When I told my mother cheerfully, who knows, my mother's tears came down in an instant, and my mother said, are you going to leave home for five days and go to Kaifeng? It's so far, you can't go alone. Why don't you go? What should I do if I encounter danger there? My mother kept muttering all kinds of worries about me while she was in tears. At that time, I thought my mother was ridiculous, but I couldn't calm down every time I remembered it. Every tear contains my mother's love for me. That sentence reminds me of my mother's love for me. I love you. Although I never dare to say this sentence in front of you, I have said it countless times in my daughter's heart.

When I was in primary school, I accidentally burned my feet. In order not to leave scars on his feet, my father ran all over the streets, big hospitals and small clinics, and finally left no scars on a folk prescription, and the effect was as always. In order not to let me fall behind in my studies, my father takes a long time off every day just to carry me to school. Later, when I grew up, I heard that my mother and father quarreled and asked my father to work to earn money. The unit leader gave his father many problems because he had been on vacation for a long time. I didn't hear a word in my father's mouth. Every time I tell him, my father seems very proud. There is one little thing that I will never forget. When I was at school, it rained. If my father is at home after work, I will proudly say loudly among a group of students who can't go home after school that my father is coming to pick me up, so I jump on my father's back and my father walks home happily singing in the rain. It took me half an hour, but every time my father trembled, which made me very happy.

Memories are full of happiness, and all the smog in my heart is gradually transformed into relaxation, mental jumping, mom and dad. You are the most solid backing in my heart. I love you. Although you are not with me, your love for me has been lingering around me. You are the most beautiful person around me.

9 The most beautiful composition around me is a small and lean figure, a smooth forehead, lightly picked eyebrows and sword-like eyes-this is indeed the head teacher after stepping onto the podium-Teacher Song, and it is indeed the tip of the iceberg of the teacher.

It's not that suffocating eyes make the teacher's aura hide her approachability, but that the teacher himself rarely shows his gentleness. He wants to give his students an invincible "Dong Fangbubai", and he doesn't want to shed a little girl's soft rice rolls tears. Just thanking the students, the light reflected in her eyes is enough to overshadow the light of a room. It's as if what she received is as precious as jade and pearls.

I just stared quietly, staring at the teacher who changed the topic, venting the soft water in my eyes and hiding in the window to wipe my tears. The teacher who wipes tears behind our backs has never seen the usual edges and corners, even if there is only one back. Just an ordinary teacher's long-cherished wish, only one mother should feel gratified and satisfied. Rao, the warm atmosphere and bright lights in the classroom during the class meeting at night did not bring the shadows together to comfort them.

The teacher's eyes are bright, as bright as sea water without dust, as bright as never squinting. Her eyes are like cold stars, like autumn water, like black water and silver kept in white water and silver. The end is the domineering that ordinary people can't reach, and the end is this luxury. Not to mention the open atmosphere between her words and deeds, and the free and easy nature brought by the heavy precipitation of years.

This is naturally the way the teacher walked off the platform.

When my grandmother first met Mr. Song, she always said to me privately, "What a cheerful person your head teacher is!" I asked, "How can I see it?"

Grandma smiled and said, "Have you ever seen a teacher who would greet her parents first and walk arm in arm with an old lady like me?" There is no shelf at all! "I really got a fright. People with temperament are rarely so kind, and people with such kindness are rarely so temperament. So it's really rare.

I'm always afraid to look the teacher in the eye. There are a hundred pairs of sharp eyes hidden in that hole, and I feel embarrassed to be naked every time I touch them. This deadly feeling of choking and caressing the back is really not very good. However, thanks to her kindness, she sometimes just floats a meaningful smile even if she sees through it. Therefore, for a long time, I have a bad taste-don't stare at the teacher when I am guilty, because her eyes are like a black hole with a mysterious whirlpool. If you are not careful, it will be absorbed by her whole mind. Was eaten clean.

It is difficult to know a person, and what we can capture is even rarer. They are like an open story book. The content of this book is rich and colorful, and I am not nearsighted enough to read the title page, so I can't make arbitrary conclusions and make subjective assumptions about its heavy content. Even so, I still have reason to proudly introduce to others: this is the teacher Song I know, the head teacher of Class Two!

The most beautiful composition around you 10 early morning, mist, roadside.

Dawn will not wake up, everything is shrouded in mist, everything is so quiet, so quiet that you can hear the breath of the wind flying.

I, an unremarkable street lamp, have been stationed on the crowded sidewalk for many years. At the moment, I am staring at this sleeping city, a beam of lights that are getting weaker and weaker by dawn.

"sasha vujacic-sasha vujacic-"sound is getting closer and closer, breaking the silent dawn. In a vast expanse of whiteness, a bright orange figure flashed out. Sanitation workers, dressed in white clothes, woke up before the sun, waving brooms rhythmically and sweating in the flying dust. Last night's mess was as clean as new. Just when I thought he was going to continue sweeping, I didn't expect him to straighten up, go straight to my side, dig out a spatula from his pocket and carefully shovel away the piece of "cowhide moss" stuck to me-a small advertisement.

"sasha vujacic-sasha vujacic-"The voice drifted away, and that warm gesture added the most beautiful scenery to this cold morning.

At noon, under the sun and trees.

A noisy opera echoed in the street, and a middle-aged man was carrying a radio with a cane. One trouser leg is empty, and the other leg is walking step by step on the mottled boulevard with crutches. People around him cast strange eyes on him, but he obviously didn't see it, and he still staggered forward under the gaze of others. When I approached him, I didn't see the melancholy silence that disabled people often have, but I heard the voice in his mouth, "The storm outside the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, sadness broke the loneliness ... Qian Fan was on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun was in front of the sick tree ..." The cadence voice, full and high voice, firm and powerful cry sang his expectation for a new day. ...

Looking at his wandering figure, a picture of physical disability and determination emerged in my mind, which was fixed in my heart and became the most beautiful scenery that inspired my life.

Evening, dusk and sunset.

I lit the soft light again, looked back at the vivid scene I saw today and witnessed the spiritual strength soaked in ordinary measures. People often say that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is unique and the five mountains are magnificent. As an ordinary street lamp, I can only stay with this small world. But I firmly believe that the most beautiful scenery is not in the horizon, but in front of us.

Standing in a corner of the street, quietly savoring the truest feelings and the most beautiful scenery. At this moment, I am surrounded by scenes of common things on the earth, which is the most beautiful scenery.