Accompanying composition

In our usual study, work and life, everyone has dealt with writing. Writing is a transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that we can understand to developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is my companion's composition, which I collected and arranged. Welcome everyone to learn from it, I hope it will help you.

Accompanying composition 1 There are stars at night, so it is brilliant; Flowers are accompanied by bees, so they are fragrant; The sea is boundless with fish. I am colorful because of the company of others. I am not afraid of being tired, because I have my mother's company. The night is already deep, and only a few stars are hanging high in the dark night.

I'm sitting in my room studying alone, and my fatigue keeps coming. I can't support it any longer. At this moment, the door opened and my mother brought me warm milk. She devoted her selfless love to the thick smell of milk. I didn't refuse. Warm milk trickled down my throat and extended to my heart. In a flash, fatigue was driven away without a trace. My mother wrote in the book "I live happily". I am not afraid of difficulties; Because I have my father's company. Outside the window, flowers are in full bloom. In the window, facing a difficult problem, I was at a loss. My father, who was taking a nap, woke up at this time. When he saw me, he knew I had a problem. My father rolled over and came to me, guiding me carefully and patiently. I suddenly feel that the flowers outside the window have become more brilliant, and my father has made the book of my life years no longer difficult. I am not afraid of failure, because I have friends. It was sunny that day, but my mood was not good. The failure of the exam was undoubtedly a great blow to me, and I completely lost my confidence. Just then, my friend Sui Hao saw my slouches and sat beside me to comfort me and accompany me. The dark clouds in my heart gradually dispersed, and he filled my youth book with excitement. In my world, because of the company of others, I can radiate endless light!

Accompanying composition 2 Many writers have thought that the happiest and best time in life is in childhood. When I was a child, I would climb jujube trees and pick dates to eat. You can chat with small animals in the yard every afternoon; In the evening, I counted the stars on the steps without concrete structure, watched Bai Yue and lived with my relatives. That was the best time of my life.

Naturally, I am the happiest except for five or six years old. At that time, I still lived in my hometown, and many relatives and friends lived in a yard. I was the happiest. At that time, I followed my grandfather to hoe the ground, and saw him teach me to weave seats from scratch, crying to eat a persimmon before going to bed, or I would stick to my gun and not sleep. My parents hurried back to their hometown to see me after work, and my disappointment and daily thoughts before I left with them were printed in my memory.

Now in the city, if my family is waiting for me, I am still really happy. My father works hard every day to guard the whole family, help me prepare breakfast in advance, send me to study and teach me the true meaning of being a man. My mother personally took me to feel life with actions. My nephew, born two years later, gives people joy and joy every day. Even if the days are ordinary, they are waiting for you and being taken care of by your family. Even if accused, every family lesson contains silent love and endless warmth.

The most lasting expression of my love, is choosing to stay by your side. After that, I will try my best to protect this little happiness and forbid it to be riddled with holes. Being with family is a permanent happiness.

Accompanying composition 3 On an old man, a female cat gave birth to many cat babies. Unfortunately, the mother cat and most of the kittens died, and only one survived. It was brought up by the old man. As the kitten grew older, she became more and more sensible, and their feelings became deeper and deeper.

One day, when the radish was ripe, the old man put the radish into a flatbed car and planned to transport it to the market for sale. The cat got on the bus, too. During the exercise, it is inevitable that some "naughty boys" will sit still and roll around in the car. This is no joke. If they are not careful, they will fall out of the car and fall to pieces. At this time, the cat took on the responsibility of security and unceremoniously "rushed" them back to their original place to ensure their safety. As a result, most "passengers" have become safe and stable; Some people just feel insecure. One minute they hit the other side and rolled here. Cat security is very angry. He pounced on it, held it down, forced it to turn to the corner, let others block it, take away its freedom, and let it sit quietly without disturbing others. The bus was no longer as noisy as before, but became orderly, and finally everyone arrived at their destination intact.

The old man took the radish off the car and sold it on the ground. The cat also stood on the radish and meowed, as if broadcasting loudly: "Look at the fresh radish!" " Take a look. "It's a lucky cat! Radishes are selling very well now. There is only one or two left in a car full of radishes. The old man was very happy and bought a fish to let the cat security guard have a good meal.

At the dinner table, the cat is not at all polite; In the bathroom, the cat is also present; In the field, when cleaning up the white radish, the cat watched quietly and lived a quiet life, accompanied by "two people." A few years later, the old man and the cat died and they lived together 1 1 year. They went to the beautiful paradise hand in hand.

Meeting is a kind of fate; Companionship is a kind of happiness.

There is such a poem accompanying composition 4, which I have been reading from time to time since middle school. I am familiar with it: I am a teacher, and I hold high the red candle in my hand. As long as my dove can soar in the blue sky, as long as my young eagle can soar in Wan Li, as long as my faith is rock solid, and as long as my ideal can be young forever, I am willing to burn every inch of my body, so that my youth and even my life can be sublimated in the blood in the beating candlelight.

Writing here, I think of a civilian hero teacher who made me cry-Teacher Yang. Teacher Yang is a female teacher in Chengnan Primary School, Jintan City, Jiangsu Province. On March 3rd, 20xx, Kloc-0, Mr. Yang opened his arms and blocked the unscrupulous car with his body in order to save the immature life of the students behind him? 25 meters, exactly 25 meters. The car knocked Mr. Yang out of 25 meters? Walking, living, loving, struggling and dedicating in this world? Teacher Yang's 52-year life course came to an abrupt end? At Teacher Yang's memorial service, 65,438+10,000 people from all walks of life shed tears to bid farewell. The child saved by her knelt on the ground and burst into tears. He affectionately called "Miss Yang, come back soon", "Miss Yang, we miss you" and "Miss Yang, you will live in our hearts forever"? Teacher Yang's only hobby is growing flowers, but she is too busy. Even if she grows flowers, she chooses flowers that are easy to serve, such as chlorophytum and Clivia. Teacher Yang's favorite song is Lilac. At the Teacher's Day party, when this song sounded, I seemed to see Mr. Yang with a beautiful smiling face among the flowers: "The grave is full of flowers, how beautiful you are!" Look, it's all over the mountain Do you still feel lonely? " Listen, someone is singing your favorite ballad. There are so many things in the world that you don't have to worry about anymore? "

Companionship is an indispensable experience for everyone, or entertainment together when you are happy, and some comfort when you are in pain.

I still remember when I was in primary school, because of congenital eczema, I had strange and terrible red spots on my arms, hands and face. At this time, I was regarded as a special existence, everyone avoided me, and I had no friends, so I was labeled as "introverted" and I began to be lonely.

When did it start? Is it the simple apology after I accidentally stepped on her shoes? But because of that time, we talked more and more. Every time we wash our hands, we will throw water droplets on each other's clothes. Every time we eat together, every time physical education class has a rest, we play together ... I didn't know that this was the so-called "friendship" at that time. It was not until she introduced me to her mother and said, "This is my friend" that my heart jumped violently. So I have friends, too.

She has been with me for five years since then. Although the relationship is not always good, sometimes we quarrel, but we make up the next day.

Sometimes the school organizes skipping, but I'm not very good at it. I am worried when I watch other students learn fast and get in touch well. Every time I jump, my classmates will count. Every time I get there, I will count again when I break. I feel embarrassed when I look at other people's disgusting eyes. As a result, she said, "I'll teach you. Look at this. " With her guidance and company, I practiced and danced again and again. Day by day, because of her, I learned to jump rope.

When she graduated from the fifth grade, she said to me, "We will be in the same middle school and class in the future, ok?" I nodded. So, I've been waiting for the day when school starts in September 1 all summer, so that she can accompany me again. When school started, I realized that she had been admitted to another middle school and could no longer accompany me. At that time, our hearts were like a boulder, extremely depressed and sad.

Companionship may not last long, but the light emitted from companionship will always light up my heart.

Companionship Composition 6 What is companionship? Parents listen to us when we are sad; It is a silent companion when a friend is in trouble; It is your teacher's concern and encouragement when you are lost. Although companionship is insignificant, it is as precious as time to us.

People often say: "Companionship is chicken soup for the soul", which may point you in the right direction. I remember when I was seven years old, I didn't know why my grades dropped one after another. This unit exam was another "fiasco", and Xiaoyue, who was usually much worse than me, caught up. She is modest and never complacent. Although she did better than me in the exam, she was still very gentle with me. Her eyes are as gentle and supple as a deer, without any pride. I was so depressed that I finally couldn't help it in the laughter of my classmates. I hid in the corner and cried silently, full of regrets.

"What's the matter with you?" A caring greeting suddenly sounded in my ear. I looked up-it was Xiao Yue! She gave me a gentle and concerned look. But I ignored her, stood up, put on my schoolbag and left alone. She caught up with me in three steps and dragged me into a street. There are beautiful goldfish swimming around with a long tail, free maltose to eat, and ... although I forgot many unpleasant things when she provoked me, I still can't forget the smiling faces.

The next morning, she handed me her 97-point test paper. Next to the score, she wrote: failure is not terrible, giving up is the most terrible! Xiao Yue sat down and took a pen to explain the problem to me. She spoke in detail and looked at me from time to time ... This time, the "devil" in my heart was finally moved by the enthusiasm and help of Abortion. I looked at her and smiled and said, "Thank you!" Xiao Yue's son swished red.

From then on, we often study together, work hard together, and often "tit for tat" for a difficult problem, which makes us blush and heartbeat. In this way, our friendship grows deeper and deeper with each other's company.

Companionship is a bright light in the dark, which can lead you to the other side of success. I want to thank abortion, but also thank her for her silent company.

Seven stars are scattered in the deep sky, and the night is not bright. This is a summer night, cicadas are still singing tirelessly on the green trees, and the evening breeze has conveyed the information that autumn is coming.

I sat alone in front of the steps, sitting on the huge locust tree in the yard, and the nearly exhausted flowers lived together. Every summer evening, I come here to tell stories to it.

The ancient Sophora japonica has been baptized by countless winds and frost, and its core has decayed by half, forming a natural tree hole. It stood there like a dying old man, and the bark was engraved with the sign that I was getting taller every year. It's with me, on every clear moon or whistling night.

The locust tree is extremely high. Looking from the second floor, the oblique branches formed mysterious patterns on the curtains, as if the mythical monster extended his eager arms to the world. But I am never afraid, because I know that every branch is my mother's gentle hand, sheltering me from the wind and rain. It has always been with me, in the dream shadow, and the fragrance of Sophora japonica.

However, it seems that all good things will not last forever. Some companions just want to be remembered from the beginning. It rained and thundered all night, and the next morning was not the same. In order to avoid the pain of death, we sawed off the upper part of the broken locust tree.

Then I suddenly realized that I am actually taller than it now. I've never sat on that stump. It seems that touching it is blasphemy. Now that I am standing in front of it, he has long forgotten that he was once reduced to a paradise for ants and mice. I stare at it that is no longer strong, and those pasts will never come again.

A little light green jumped into my eyes-it was actually the branches and buds left over that night! On sunny days, it bathes in sunshine, stretches itself and strives to grow into the sky. At that time, my vague tears reappeared in front of my eyes. Is that you? So your yearning has never changed.

I transplanted it to a better place and took good care of it. This time, it's my turn to accompany it. When the years are quiet, the world is stable.

I was a freshman on the hospital operating table, but a few days later, I left and started to accompany my bed.

In my memory, there is always a clear and vague picture. In the morning, I looked at the white sky, as if the whole world had been dyed white.

White car, white cloth, white book, white shirt. The crow in the distance gave a pale cry, as if white music accompanied by snow in June.

It's been like this for several days, and I suddenly have expectations. My ears seem to have been stretched for a circle, quietly listening to the barking of dogs or the crowing of cocks downstairs where I live.

It was then that I walked down the street as usual. The man greeted me and bought me a big glass with some coconuts in it. It's like every taste bud is filled with sugar, my tongue is hovering in my mouth, and there are things I have to do in a strange cup. The white and glittering light in my eyes made me drink another cup, and burping accompanied me all afternoon.

Somehow, the night weaves into the sky, and it's nearly midnight, but I can't close my eyes, but I am lingered by a voice as if they are talking: "It's time for him to go to school, but there is no good school here. Send him there to study." The other party was silent for a long time, and gave a sound of "hmm", followed by the sound of dark night, which was dull and accompanied in my ear.

The car went down by gravity on Panshan Road, bypassed the foot of the mountain, and looked at the distant sea, reflecting that the sky turned from white to gray.

Unconsciously, I went ashore to live a few hundred kilometers away from my hometown, and the people in the distance grew up gradually, as if they began to cherish the opportunity to go back and start.

The dirt road used to be a gravel road, and it staggered all the way.

It seems that the car is dancing, and it is also a "flexible fat man".

I also began to accompany them, them, them, and the white sound of the distant hometown church.

Who said that confusion is synonymous with our minors? Yes, we are really confused, but you are our weather vane. Without your company, how can we not be confused? Oh, but you always use making money as an excuse. Will your fatigue be infinitely magnified after work? Even look at us and boast that we have all become bubbles? I don't understand this view at all. I think children need company.

Adults always put the responsibility about children on the teacher, saying that this teacher can't do it, and that teacher can't do it, but have you ever thought about how much time you have to spend with your children? For example, my family runs a clothing store, so I never know what it's like to go shopping with my parents. Sometimes it is considered a waste to want to go out and buy a dress. Oh, how sad. I can only see myself when I come home from self-study at night. Can I not be sad?

With the company of family, children will not learn badly, because adults will reason with children and tell them not to look at society with childish eyes. With the company of family, children's self-confidence will increase linearly, because no matter how difficult the children encounter, adults will support them behind their backs, and children will think that family is his umbrella and shelter them from the wind and rain.

However, when I say companionship, I don't mean coquetry, nor am I afraid of children getting hurt. I think from a certain sense of security, adults can let their children participate in some activities that they decide, and they must never let their children grow up with golden spoons. Such a child can't even take care of himself, how can he survive in society?

Companionship is a knife that is good at self-harm. You should understand it correctly and make good use of it.

Accompanying composition 10 What is companionship? It is the patient guidance when the teacher is sad; It's a comforting word from a good friend after failing the exam; It is the warm embrace of parents when they are afraid at night.

Accompanying is that after quarreling with my parents, I went outside alone and happened to meet the class teacher. Seeing that I was so sad and angry, the class teacher calmly said to me, "Let's stabilize our emotions first and talk while walking." I walked forward with my teacher. On the way, the teacher asked: Why are you sad and angry? Turned a big bend and turned back to the bottom of the house. The teacher said to me earnestly, "don't get angry with your parents for some trivial things." Your parents gave birth to you and raised you. " After listening to some instructions, I ran home and said to my parents, "I'm sorry!" This is my fault. I shouldn't be angry with you. "

Accompanied by the unsatisfactory results after the final exam, a classmate repeatedly loudly preached my score, which made me very embarrassed. I cried alone in the classroom. At this time, my only good brother in the class, Mei, found that I had never gone upstairs to physical education class and went upstairs to find me alone. After finding me, he patted me on the back and comforted me: "It doesn't matter. Just because you didn't do well in this exam doesn't mean you've been doing so badly. If you work hard next time, you will do well in the exam. "

This is still a night of companionship. Teddy downstairs doesn't know what to do. Like a madman, he didn't listen to his master's call and shouted at the window. The lights upstairs and downstairs are all on. I put on my slippers and walked to my parents' room. Maybe it's because I'm so stressed as an adult that I can fall asleep no matter what sound I make. I begged my mother, "let me sleep in your room!" " "My mother couldn't hold back my cry and readily agreed. I slept at the end of the bed and my parents stayed with me all night.

Companionship is a way to encourage people to work hard, the foundation of self-confidence and the embodiment of love. I will spend more time with my parents in the future

Accompanying composition 1 1 We all have families, we all love our families, we all have our own wives and children, and we all have our own pots and pans. Children are our hearts, and their health affects our hearts all the time. But we are glorious people's teachers, and we shoulder the heavy responsibility of educating students. We are destined to get up early to cook for work, and our children can't stay at home when they are sick. I think that kind of feeling can only be realized when I am a teacher!

Three days ago, my son began to have a runny nose. My mother and I quickly got some medicine for the child, because Monday will start a week of intense school life! He won't have time to take medicine with his children. Prepare in advance! But until today, the child is still not good. Yesterday, the teacher of children's kindergarten told me: "The child has a runny nose all day, and his nose is red all the time! No, let the children rest at home for a day! " I am the father of the child, and I sympathize with the child, but I know that letting the child have a day off at home means that one of his mother and I will have a day off. His mother is also a teacher, and she will go to another day of class tomorrow. Few experts come to lecture. I will say to my child's grandfather, "No, please take a day off and watch Xiaodong at home!" " I'll come back at noon to take over, and you go to work in the afternoon! "Grandpa is also a very responsible and serious person. He said their garden was busy, too. (Grandpa works in the park) So I can leave him alone and not disturb his old man's house. The school is also very busy these days, welcoming the routine inspection in the bureau, sorting out some materials, and endless trivial matters in the school! After lunch, I went to the central school to hand in the materials, and I drove back. On the way, I thought: the child is sick at work and we can't accompany him. Are we qualified to be parents? ! All kinds of sadness come to mind!

Accompanying composition 12 On the way of growing up, many people accompanied me. The person who accompanies me the most is my grandfather. My grandfather takes good care of me in life and supervises me in my studies.

In my life, my grandfather takes care of me very much. I remember one holiday, grandpa made a big table delicious. After dinner, I only ate those fish and didn't eat those vegetables at all. Grandpa smiled and told me that fish and meat have protein and vegetables have vitamins. They are all things that the human body needs, and the lack of nutrition in partial eclipse will be detrimental to the growth of the body. After listening to grandpa's words, I understood the harm of picky eaters and got rid of my own problems. Because my parents are busy at work, my grandfather sends me to and from school every day. In summer, no matter how hot it is, grandpa will pick me up. And my grandfather turned on the air conditioner in advance, which made me cool as soon as I got on the bus. In winter, no matter how cold it is, grandpa will pick me up. Turn on the heating in advance. It was warm when I got on the bus.

Although my grandfather always smiles and is kind to me, he is strict with me in my study and never relaxes. When I was a child, I always played while doing my homework, writing for a while, playing for a while, and being half-hearted. Grandpa grabbed what was in my hand and threw it aside. A serious face, eyes like awl stuck in my heart. He told me, "Good habits are the prerequisite for success. How can you be an excellent student with such an inattentive attitude? " ? "Say that finish, he sat next to me to supervise me. After a while, I was able to concentrate on my homework independently and made rapid progress in my study. This should be the result of grandpa's strict requirements for me!

Grandpa is the most important person on my growing road. He is like a bright light, constantly guiding my direction. Thanks to my grandfather's company, I became an optimistic, eager to learn and polite boy!

My mother, like most ordinary people, lived a slow-paced life except taking care of her family.

However, the birth of her younger brother completely disrupted her life. She rushed to make milk powder and change diapers every day, rushed to send her brother to grandma's house, and then rushed to work ... After work, she took her brother home at the first time, followed by a flurry: bathing her brother, washing clothes and putting him to sleep ... When her brother fell asleep, she could have some time of her own, reading books or chatting with her father. In order to save time, she cut her long hair very short and completely neglected dressing up. ...

In fact, many children around us were brought up by grandparents. For example, my grandparents brought me up to two and a half years old. Mom can continue to live as before, and grandma is willing to take her younger brother, but she insists on taking her younger brother with her. At first, I didn't understand why my mother did this, but one day, I suddenly understood her thoughts.

That night, in the soft light, I saw my mother holding my brother and putting him to bed. My mother hummed softly, "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child without a mother is like a grass …" My brother looked at his mother, rubbed his eyes, smiled sweetly at her, hugged her, and then fell asleep slowly. Mother carefully put her brother on the bed and looked at him quietly with a loving face. Although my mother is very tired, she is supported by great happiness in her heart. Maybe it's because she missed my two and a half years of growth, so she wants to spend more time with her brother.

My mother found me, called me to her side and chatted with me, saying that my cousin was brought up by my grandmother and had been lawless until my aunt took care of him. Old people think differently from us. Grandma is always used to her cousin, but as soon as she is spoiled, she says, cousin, why is this? How did that happen? In fact, the root of bad habits is grandma's doting. It is precisely because my mother understands that she would rather work hard than choose companionship.

Pay tribute to all mothers in the world who don't want to miss their children's growth and accompany them.

Accompanying composition 14 Life is bittersweet. Life is bumpy and goes through ups and downs. When you are happy, you laugh together, and when you are sad, you cry together. Accompanying promotes the true feelings of the world. It's good to be with you!

Just yesterday, my father accompanied me to participate in the automobile race in Wenzhou. Before that, the coach worked tirelessly to correct our shortcomings in technology and speed every day. Each of us is accompanied by practice, and our hearts are full of strength, so that we can face failures again and again with tenacious motivation, get up from failures without being knocked down by difficulties, revitalize our bodies and minds, and meet the test of storms. At this point, the cruel game is coming, and it is time to bring technology and speed to the extreme. My heart is full of unprecedented tension and fear, and my palms are sweating at the moment. Take a deep breath and calm down. With the eyes of coach and father, I walked to the console. My coach and father stood by me silently, accompanying me and giving me invisible and infinite strength.

I accept this great friendship. With the referee's command, all the contestants skillfully controlled the car, while I was as cool as a cucumber. Every turn, every straight sprint, companionship and expectation, no matter what the result is, I feel that I am the happiest.

After a few laps, the three-minute time is coming to an end, the last sprint is completed and the game is over. I was exhausted and walked slowly down the stairs. Besides, we must wait for the final report. I walked side by side with the coach, talking while walking: "You did well just now, and you should be able to enter the final. If not, don't lose heart. Come on next time! " I listened and enjoyed the company.

In a few minutes, the report will be posted and the coach will witness the success and failure with me. After browsing, I actually entered the top eight and ranked sixth. "Not bad, I will keep it tomorrow and win an honor." The coach smiled.

Companionship gives people strength, companionship gives people happiness, and companionship is really good!

Accompanying composition 15 I was brought up by my grandmother since childhood. I used to be accompanied by my grandmother, but now I have grown up and can't stay with my grandmother all the time.

Grandma is old, my parents work in other places, and I study in other places, and my home is outside. Now I leave grandma at home alone. Every time I think of my grandmother, I feel a little sour. Fortunately, communication is convenient now, and I call home every night to talk to my grandmother. Even if I can't accompany her at the moment, I can at least accompany her, talk with her and relieve loneliness.

When it comes to the holiday, all the students around me agree to go somewhere to play, but I just want to go home. I can't wait to get on the bus home. After several hours' drive, I finally got home. When I got to the door, I walked quietly. As soon as I enter the living room, I will suddenly scream. Grandma will look at me excitedly when she hears my shouts, and then come over and ask me this and that.

Everyone needs company, and company is the most wordless promise. The companionship between my grandmother and me is a deep emotional accumulation. No matter how far apart we are, we always think of each other in our hearts. When we are together, we talk about everything.

During this time at home, I will accompany my grandmother, walk with her on the path, walk hand in hand, and walk towards the sunset together, talking and laughing.

Although the more we grow up, the less time we can spend with grandma, but every time we accompany, we cherish it. I will tell grandma some interesting things that happened at school recently, I will tell her some whispers, and I will also tell grandma some jokes. Grandma will say that I have grown taller and lost weight. Occasionally grandma will make fun of me. She will look at me and say that my lip service has improved again.

Companionship is the most important thing for the elderly, but now I have the heart but I can't do it.