Composition: a wonderful gift (note: more than 550 words)

After school, I walked out of the campus with the crowd, thinking: Today is Women's Day and Mother's Day, so it is natural to give special gifts on special days. How about sending flowers? Too vulgar; How about sending an e-card? Mom doesn't surf the Internet again. After thinking about it, I still can't think of the most beautiful gift.

Think about the dribs and drabs that my mother gave me at ordinary times, and a beautiful thing permeates my heart. ...

When I got home, I decided to make a special gift.

It's over. I looked at my watch. It's exactly five o'clock. I think: Mom will be very happy to see this gift.

"Tintin-"A familiar bicycle bell rang and pulled me back from my meditation. Mother pushed open the door and walked into the house. Seeing me sitting quietly, the atmosphere at home lost its former excitement. My mother asked, "What can I do for you?"

I didn't answer, but handed over that special gift-that is, a wish card, on which my mother can write down ten wishes that she wants to realize most, and I will realize them for her one by one.

Mother took the card, smiled knowingly, and then began to write without thinking much. After a while, my mother finished writing and returned the card to me.

I gently opened the card and read what my mother expected of me-

The first wish, I hope you eat more and make yourself fat.

The second wish, I hope you will cover the quilt when you sleep in the future to avoid catching cold.

The third wish is to increase or decrease clothes in time when the weather changes when I am away from you in the future.

......

I gently closed the card and was deeply moved-mom! You are so ordinary, so casual, like a small card, but you are so great, like a deep sea. Beautiful flowers will wither, beautiful voices will disappear, but only the deep love in my heart will never die! Love is the best gift.

Chapter 2: The Best Gift

Remember the class before graduation. "class!" I don't know which classmate shouted and the bell rang. We sat in our respective seats, waiting for Mr Fang to give us the last math lesson in primary school life.

Teacher Fang came to class. Oh, my God, she didn't bring a textbook and a ruler, only a plastic bag, which we didn't know. Looking at our curious eyes, Teacher Fang smiled and poured everything in the bag onto the platform. Oh! It turned out to be a gadget confiscated by our teacher in class.

"Small tao, this is your mechanical pencil. Don't fiddle with pens in class in junior high school, knowledge will slip away from you quietly. " Jiang Tao bowed his head and handed the pen in the teacher's hand.

"Violet, this is your new hairpin. I know you like it very much, but you can't take it out to play in class! " The eyes of the Woods are already wet. She took the beautiful hairpin in the teacher's hand and said, "I'm sorry, teacher." Teacher Fang smiled and told her to go back to her seat.

"Hu Zhongran, this is your' Twelve Women of Jinling' stamp. The teacher knows that you are a stamp collector and want to share such precious stamps with your classmates, but at the right time! " Xiao Hu has shed tears. Well, when the teacher confiscated his stamps, he didn't know how much he hated Mr. Fang. Now, he completely misunderstood Mr. Fang.

"Lin Miao, this is your classmate's record ..."

"Wang Lian, your sticker ..."

"Zhang Weisen, your cartoon ..."

"Zhu, your little mirror ..."

The teacher sent us the confiscated things one by one. Some students were very dissatisfied with him when the teacher confiscated his things. Now, this resentment has turned into a deep apology. After the teacher handed out the things, a female classmate couldn't help crying, and then the whole class cried. When the teacher saw this scene, he was very moved: "All right, all right, don't cry. I return these things to you now to remind you of this lesson. Now, these things are just my little graduation gifts for you! "

Everyone seems to have arranged in advance, and they all said in unison, "I'm sorry, teacher!" " The teacher also shed tears.

"Ding Rinrin-"The bell rang. The teacher immediately stopped her tears and said loudly, "Class is over!" "Goodbye, teacher."

Those "gifts" are the most unforgettable gifts in our lives and the best gifts in our lives!

Chapter 3: The Best Gift

When I was a child, I saw many beautiful gifts received by children, and I was envious. At that time, I really wanted to receive gifts, big and small, good and bad.

Finally, when my dream came true, it was my seventh birthday. My mother came home late, so I cried. I miss my mother very much. I thought my mother would not come back, but I was wrong. The reason why my mother came home late is because she forgot the time to prepare my birthday present. At that time, when I was young, I was very happy to hear that there were gifts. I quickly rummaged through my mother's wallet to see what it was, but I couldn't find it. Suddenly I saw my mother holding an ordinary small box, which was not very big or beautiful. I just want to take it, my mother said to me apologetically:

Chapter 4: The Best Gift

I used to think that I should be the loneliest person. No friends, no lovers, only I am alone, wandering alone. Unconsciously, I was alone, and I can't remember how many spring, summer, autumn and winter I experienced. Looking back on my former self, I still feel very free and easy. I always thought that as long as I paid for my feelings, I would get something back. But after countless quarrels, we finally broke up. Without you at that time, I can't remember how I got through it, including crying, pain and despair. I don't even know if I can live without you, and if I can see the sun of the next tomorrow. In my most desperate moment, a friend told me that there are too many sad people in this world, not just you. Some things have passed and can't come back. Why not face it bravely and make yourself happy? It was because of his words that I was reminded. Yes, I'm not the only one who's sad. Everyone else can live happily. Why can't I? I remember myself at that time and finally had the courage to live. Since then, I like to walk through every street and alley after work, feel those people who pass by me in a hurry, and pray for them silently in my heart. I especially like the coming of night, like the darkness of night, like the silence of night, so quiet that I can hear the sound of a needle falling to the ground. I like to think of you quietly at night and miss every day we are together. Every time I miss you, my mouth will smile slightly. I laugh when I think of every fragment of us together. I will laugh when I think of the love you once gave me. I laugh when I think of your sunny face. Everything tells me that memories are also a kind of beauty. Slowly, I found that although I don't have you in my life, I have less constraints and more freedom. I can do anything I want and go anywhere I want. When I am tired, I sit down and have a rest. When I am happy, I will smile as comfortable as a bird in the sky. When I was single for a long time, I realized that I had fallen in love with this feeling. I don't cry because I am alone, and I don't cry because I miss someone. I will smile, because I know how to enjoy one's life. Even if I am alone, I can live happily. I am single, and I choose to face life with a smile. I will tell myself loudly that I will still smile tomorrow.

Being alone is not terrible, and missing someone is not terrible. Time will tell us that memories are always the best thing in the world.

Chapter 5: The Best Gift

A gift is a sincere blessing. When things arrive, family ties will arrive. This time, I came back from Beijing summer camp with a full load and brought many gifts to share with you.

At night, our house is as lively as a party, hey! I took out a bag of gifts and said happily, "I began to divide the gifts into two parts: chimney stew, health pen, purple caries and foreign trade."

Then there was my uncle's gift: "Shuanglong Play Pearl". I smiled and handed it to him: "Uncle, you are a dragon, and Shuanglong Play Pearl is yours." Just as everyone was happy from ear to ear, I quietly walked up to my grandfather and held a "dog" carved out of white marble bought in the Forbidden City. It is exquisite in workmanship, dazzling and beautiful! I said with a smile; "Grandpa, this is your favorite dog. You are a dog, so I bought a fine dog. " Grandpa picked up this precious gift and studied it carefully. This "dog" is very brave, squatting there with sparkling eyes. ...

Suddenly, grandpa paused and then burst out laughing. We all became monk Zhang Er ―― puzzled, we repeatedly asked Grandpa, "What's the matter?" Grandpa smiled and handed us the dog: "Look, what did Yuxin give me?" "A perfect dog! ? "Everyone shouted with one voice. "No," Grandpa said, pointing to the dog. "Look carefully!" Ha ha ha ha, it turned out to be the zodiac-pig! Everyone laughed, and I bowed my head in shame, my face like a ripe red apple. It is because of my careless bad habit that I mistook the zodiac pig for the zodiac dog. It is conceivable that this bad habit will be changed and a series of jokes will be made.

Through this gift-giving experience, I also got an ideological gift, that is, I can't do anything so-so, so I must devote myself seriously. Don't be like me

Chapter 6: The Best Gift

Mother likes walking, especially walking on the path. However, when she was asked to go alone, she was not very happy. Only when she goes with me will she show a happy expression. So, my mother and I walked slowly. My mother said to me with joy, "It's better to be a daughter. It's my mother's intimate little cotton-padded jacket." I smiled and told my mother something interesting on campus. My mother seemed very satisfied. I giggled all the way, but her laughter was a little low. My mother stroked my head and whispered, "My mother's greatest hope is to walk with you and exchange secrets with her." I was really surprised. I have been thinking about doing something for my mother and trying to repay her, but I have never found it. Now I understand that the best return is so much. I must seize every day of my life, take more walks with my mother and exchange hearts with her. I told my mother that I would come for a walk again tomorrow.

So a picture appeared in front of my eyes: my mother and I, wearing the cloak of sunset, walked steadily and comfortably step by step, immersed in deep love. This excellent "first-year composition" Best Repayment "was collected in the dictionary, and it came from the Internet and was contributed by members. Please indicate the source.