Composition of the mirror

The first article: composition about mirrors, 800 words.

That mirror mercilessly showed reality to my eyes, forcing me to face reality squarely; That mirror contains memories delicately and intimately, so that I can savor them in my spare time.

In my grandfather's living room, there is a big mirror, which was given to him by his friend to congratulate him on moving into his new house. There are pieces of lotus leaves scattered in the center of the mirror, and four or five carp hide under the lotus leaves to enjoy the cool. Three or four elegant lotus flowers stand still in the mirror, which makes people feel inexplicable happiness. I seem to feel the faint and profound friendship, like the faint fragrance of a blooming lotus flower.

When I was a child, when I saw the blooming lotus flowers in the mirror, I always approached the mirror involuntarily and wanted to touch those dazzling lotus flowers. After walking over, I found that it was not high enough, so I stood on tiptoe and put my hand up. If it still doesn't work, I will jump. One, two, three.

After many attempts, I leaned against the mirror panting and looked up at the blooming lotus. Tired, I slowly lowered my head and suddenly found a pair of black eyes looking at me in the mirror.

I blinked, and so did the people in the mirror. I frowned suspiciously, and so did the people in the mirror, with energy in their eyes. Seeing this, grandpa picked me up and whispered in my ear, "There is another you in the mirror. If you are not good, let you in and let her out! " I screamed with fear and quickly broke away from his arms, and there was a hearty laugh in my ear.

Now, I stand in front of the mirror and think about it. I see a warm smile in the mirror.

Recently, heavy study and hurried life have made me feel at a loss, just like I want to jump up and touch the lotus flowers. One night, I stopped in front of the mirror and gently raised my hand to let me take the fragrance of Qinglian. There is no satisfaction in my heart, but the man in the mirror raises a melancholy smile.

The person in the mirror is both strange and familiar. I gently put my hand into the face of the man in the mirror for fear of scaring her away. Her hand slowly reached out to me, as light as mine. I quickly shook my hand, took off my glasses on my nose and leaned back against the mirror. Is that me in the mirror?

I can't help asking myself. The person in the mirror has changed. She grew up, day after day, year after year, the accumulation of years, the growth of height. When she grows up, she can only see the world through the lens with God's eyes. When she grew up, her cold and hypocritical face replaced her innocent smile. She has grown up and her slender shoulders no longer have to bear the burden of life. She grew up, and so did I.

I suddenly turned around, put my left hand on the mirror and looked up at the person in the mirror. The dim light is everywhere. I saw a faint flame jumping in front of her eyes, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, as if struggling desperately. I looked to the left of the mirror and saw the living room. I saw my grandfather teach me to recite "I will enter the wine", patting my stomach with ink; Seeing my father playing chess with me, he looked at me with great interest and repeatedly regretted playing chess; Seeing my grandmother and I playing table tennis on the coffee table, she deliberately let me sit down; See the scene of ...

Yes, I grew up with my relatives.

I put on my glasses again, took a deep look in the mirror and gave all my precious memories to the person in the mirror-another me.

Yesterday passed, but today I came and did a good job. I have to face the reality. Memories treasured in the mirror are infinite motivation.

The second article: the composition about the mirror is 600 words.

"I often ask myself if it is necessary to fight back so smartly, but the thought of some people makes me sick, so I should show my big brother's courage"-inscription.

Some people say that people should always look in the mirror to see what they look like. However, some people are afraid to look in the mirror, fearing that the people in the mirror will hate to see the past. So my vague sympathy is very worried about you, and I intend to send you a mirror to let you know the shame on your face. No, I really don't want to tell you that a pig is not a person when it looks in the mirror.

Sunny, golden light of the earth, but those dark corners can't absorb a ray of light, so I took the trouble to move the mirror to a sunny place and wait for you. When the sun shines on the mirror, it reflects an unsightly and dim light: Chen Youliang is reflected.

Perhaps it should be said that it is pitiful, because you need your favorite sympathy too much. How much a beggar needs some charity and sympathy from people. However, sympathy is always not so easy to show, so beggars have to make some poor appearances, and then take a seemingly great thing as an excuse that it doesn't matter how much they spend, to touch others and decorate it so sensational. However, how can such a perfect bitter drama not touch people's hearts? She must be very happy to get charity and sympathy, but her expression is still bitter. This is a beggar who throws water like Chen Youliang. However, as we all know, although Chen Youliang has a heart like a beast, he is insidious and treacherous. How can a beast's heart alone have such wisdom? So I concluded that her animal heart affected her face, but someone was wearing clothes. What is this?

Alas, how successful Chen Youliang's elaborate scam was and how many people he cheated. How many people have been cheated by something?

The light suddenly dimmed a lot, and reflected a clear outline, that is Cheng Kun. Yes, Chen Youliang is always associated with Cheng Kun. Otherwise, how could he be worthy of being an official in collusion with business? Cheng Kun has always been aiming at eliminating Zoroastrianism, and by any means, he preached to Wulin that Zoroastrianism is evil Zoroastrianism, false justice, false nobility, false ..., false ... and so on. In the end, all the people without eyes in Wulin hate Zoroastrianism. You, why not. Your purpose is nothing more than to make me look like Zoroastrianism, and other people in my circle are like other Wulin people. I'm telling you, you made it. Those who have no eyes think I'm a demon. Come on, smile. Laugh happily, but I also tell you that you failed. In our circle (not you and me), there are many people with bright eyes. Didn't you scold too? They may be people in Wu Tangmen who are more reasonable and distinguish between right and wrong, or Zoroastrianism people have always believed. I think that one day, your lonely trap will be exposed like Cheng Kun's conspiracy. On a quiet night, when your cheek touches the breeze, do you feel a little ashamed?

I want a meter of sunshine to shine on you, but can you afford it?

Finally, I'll tell you a joke. Let's have fun. Don't always be overshadowed by the world: there are wolves outside the door. The woman in the room coaxed the crying child and said, "If you cry again, I'll throw you out to feed the wolf." The child cried off and on all night. The wolf waited happily, and the next day the wolf roared, liar, women are liars.

The third article: the composition about the mirror is 600 words.

"What a beautiful mirror!" The mirror maker took me off the polishing table and looked at me affectionately.

I am a mirror, and everyone says so when they see it. Ancient Chinese used me as a metaphor for water, such as the cold light that just came out of the box when the mirror was just opened. Taizong used me as a metaphor, and people as a metaphor for the mirror, and Taoist priests used me as a metaphor for the Buddha. For example, "Bodhi has no trees, and there is no platform in the mirror. It was originally nothing, so where is the dust?"

I am a mirror, and I don't buy anyone when I see it. Asako's uncle said, "Looking in the mirror hurts my confidence." The lady who loves to dress up said, "Everything is reflected on her face, but there is no hazy beauty." The aunt who sells vegetables said, "It's better not to look so clearly, because people are old." Seeing that the mirror next to it was once out of stock, but my mirror was still deserted, the mirror seller had to sigh and say, "What a pity!" " "

I am a mirror, a mirror! I can't help shouting. However, my face is still dull. I still can't figure out why everyone feels uncomfortable with me.

I was silent. A poor scholar came to the shop and saw my cold light at a glance. The boss disdained to throw me off, patted the dust on my body after I left for a long time, and said, "If you want a mirror, no one wants it, so you can take it cheaply."

I am a mirror, and I want to see through people's appearance with the clearest light. Secular thoughts can't control my tenacity to flaws. I swear in my heart.

A scholar's life is hard. He often said that we should take books as a mirror, history as a mirror, events as a mirror and the principle of everything as a mirror. I didn't know I had so many. Were they chosen by anyone at the counter like me? Is it as clear and bright as me?

Gradually, I found that what scholars call a "mirror" is not only tangible, but also reflects right and wrong, right and wrong, success or failure, rise and fall. They are as upright and upright as I am, always whipping people to correct their mistakes and make up for their shortcomings. As for the scholar, under the guidance of our "mirror family" step by step, ten years of cold window finally came to the top, and the character and literary talent gained common sense! I cheered.

I am a mirror, and I want to be a mirror forever!

Article 4: Composition about mirrors, 200 words.

Look, there is a man in the mirror: short hair, big eyes, eyes like small black grapes, straight nose and small cherry mouth. Want to know who she is? I tell you, she is me, a lovely little girl.

I am friendly, and sometimes I help others. Once, when I was crossing the road, I saw an old woman struggling to cross the road. I ran to her and said, "Grandma, let me help you!" " Grandma smiled and said, "Thank you, little friend." "I smiled knowingly and helped my grandmother cross the road.

Maybe my advantage is being helpful! No one is perfect, but I also have shortcomings. Actually, I'm timid. I'm scared out of my wits at the slightest sign of trouble. I'm scared every time I go out, especially at night. Hey! How I wish I could stop being so timid!

I am timid, but I am also ready to help others. I will certainly carry forward my advantages, correct my shortcomings and be a good boy that everyone likes!

Chapter 5: Composition about mirrors, 800 words.

Xiao Li likes looking in the mirror. Every day before and after school, she looks in the mirror. Xiaoli's father wants to laugh when he sees Xiaoli looking in the mirror, but it's hard to say Xiaoli. Xiaoli's mother smiled and said, "Look, our daughter likes dressing up before she grows up."

One afternoon, it was getting dark, and Xiaoli took the comb again and combed her head in front of the mirror.

Looking at her beautiful face and supple long hair in the mirror, Xiaoli is very happy.

Xiaoli combed her hair for a long time and suddenly felt something was wrong. The comb in her hand is green, but the comb in the mirror is red.

Xiaoli felt very strange, so she carefully looked at the comb in her hand and the comb in the mirror. Suddenly she saw a more terrible thing. My hair is very long, but it suddenly becomes shorter in the mirror.

At this time, the most incredible thing happened. Xiaoli with short hair in the mirror, with a red comb in her hand, suddenly came out of the mirror.

Ah-Xiao Li screamed with fear, and at the same time Xiao Li was shocked.

Later, Xiaoli was taken to the hospital. But after coming back from the hospital, Xiaoli has been in a bad mood. She always thinks of her terrible self in the mirror. Every night, Xiaoli has nightmares. In the dream, Xiaoli will see another self, holding a red comb in one hand and pinching Xiaoli's neck in the other.

From then on, Xiaoli often suffered from insomnia and her academic performance declined.

Xiaoli's parents sent Xiaoli to the hospital for examination many times, but every time she came back from the hospital, Xiaoli still had nightmares or insomnia. Xiaoli is in pain, and so are Xiaoli's parents.

Once, Xiaoli's father went to the vegetable market to buy food, and suddenly met a mage who could exorcise ghosts on the way.

The mage said to Xiaoli's father, "Sir, has anything terrible happened in your family these days?"

Xiaoli's father nodded. In fact, he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now Xiaoli's situation is really bad, so she can only ask the mage to go home.

The mage went to his house, listened to Xiaoli's story, looked at the house, looked at the mirror, and then asked Xiaoli's mother, "Did you have a daughter before you gave birth to Xiaoli?" Does that daughter also like to look in the mirror and comb her hair? "

Xiaoli's mother nodded and admitted.

The mage asked again, "Later, how did that daughter die?"

Xiaoli's mother said, "once she combed her hair, she somehow ate the comb down her throat." Later, when we took it out, she also died. "

At this point, Xiaoli's mother has cried.

"It's okay, don't cry. Your daughter doesn't have a comb in the underworld, so she will go home and look for a comb. She can't use that blood comb. "

"So what should we do?" Xiaoli's mother asked.

"You burn a comb on your daughter's grave tomorrow night and give it to her." The mage said.

"Do you have to burn it at night?" Xiaoli's mother asked.

"Yes, she can only receive it if it is burned at night."

The next night, Xiaoli's parents went to the grave of Xiaoli's dead sister, burned a comb and bought a new one.

After leaving the grave for more than a hundred steps, Xiaoli's mother suddenly heard a girl's laughter behind her. That voice, cold, seems to come from hell.

"This ..."

"Let's go! Of course, she smiled happily when she got the comb. " Xiaoli's father took Xiaoli's mother's hand and left.

From then on, Xiaoli stopped having nightmares and her grades went up again.