Unique composition

In daily life or work and study, when it comes to writing, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Writing is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my unique composition. Welcome everyone to refer to it, I hope it will help you.

Unique composition 1 People often say that official script gives people a feeling of being too ostentatious, while regular script gives people a feeling of being too rigid. Clever Zheng Banqiao combined official script and running script to form a unique Banqiao. It's wonderful that it's crooked and patchy! Some people say that this kind of work can't be unique, and there can't be two. It really makes sense. I quite agree.

Not only the calligraphy world, but also our society. Zheng Banqiao either lacks Zheng Banqiao or imitates too much! What we need is a real slab bridge, and what we need is innovation, not a flood of empty shells.

When I was young, I studied calligraphy, mainly copying in the early stage, and I worked hard at first; I didn't find out until later. It turns out that it is very difficult to learn other people's fonts and styles, especially to integrate that font with your own thoughts and feelings and even brushwork. However, the real state lies in practicing your own style, which is even more difficult. I have studied for many years, but I still haven't become a climate. Therefore, I admire pioneers like Zheng Banqiao. However, many people who call themselves calligraphers in calligraphy are actually as embarrassed as me, but their enthusiasm is deeper than mine. In fact, they also lack personality. Although their descriptions can be similar in appearance, they are not similar in spirit, which also proves that there can be neither one nor two. Not only calligraphy needs Banqiao, but also our society needs its injection.

In the field of our composition, two words are often copied. Now books are flooding, everyone is a writer, and everyone can have one or two books. However, there are still most of the treasures, which is really embarrassing. They copied the treasures of famous artists and collected a book, but made it look like nothing. Therefore, you can't copy what is truly valuable and artistic. It's better to start your own brand and be self-reliant!

Let's talk about Shenyang, which has been popular for a while recently. Everyone was attracted by his funny talent. Small Shenyang is really unique, unique, but small Shenyang can have one, not two. One is fashion, and the other is unfashionable, which not only greatly reduces its originality, but also greatly reduces the aesthetic taste of the whole society. Therefore, in any case, our society needs a slab bridge and needs to inject new vitality and richer elements, just like fonts.

Banqiao style not only contributes to the development of society, but also tells us the truth of being a man. Neither too ostentatious nor too rigid. Only by combining official script with running script can we be neutral. According to your own conditions, you should be creative and shape your unique personality.

Looking forward to the future, I hope that there will be more different slab bridges in our society. We are all unique and unrepeatable. Dance out of your own stage easily!

Unique composition 2 Many people have their own idols, such as parents, classmates who practice hard, unknown cleaners ... but I admire Mr. Yao.

Mr Yao is my teacher. When Mr Yao walked into our bright classroom for the first time, the classroom was filled with applause. Teacher Yao, you write three words on the blackboard with fine white chalk; Yao Xiaojuan. From that moment on, my world will become bright and colorful, and colorful because of your encouragement and support.

Do you remember the first time you took our Chinese class? At that time, I struggled to raise my hand to speak, and you called me every time, which made me very happy. And your praise has made me confident, from being timid in the past to being brave now, never daring to perform on stage to making a positive speech now! I am the most active student in your class. Every time I see you correcting your homework, I always think: Mr. Yao, you have worked hard. Let me help you! But every time I'm a little timid, I'm afraid! I have been cheering for myself in my heart, but I dare not be bold.

The annual rings on the trees in the school circle are once a year, and your wrinkles gradually increase, climbing up your face one by one.

Remember that orange picking? This is autumn, a sunny season, which makes people very happy. Warm sunshine on your face, you are very happy, with a happy smile on your face. We have worked hard to pick oranges and are going to give you something to eat. When we gave it to you, you took it with a smile and said, how kind of you! Watching you eat oranges, my classmates and I both smiled with relief and began to eat. When we went back by car, we sang together. What a beautiful song! Let me remember it vividly.

You accompanied us through the third and fourth grades. Although it is only two years, I still love you! Father said, after this semester, I will transfer to the fourth grade. I am sad. I think of my youth in Grade One, my new friends in Grade Two, the harmony between Grade Three and everyone, and the efforts of my classmates in Grade Four ... Maybe I was sad and lost in Grade Four because I was leaving school. I will remember my classmates and Mr Yao!

Although there are many people named Yao in the world, you can find them by searching, but I Yao is unique!

Unique composition 3 me, cheerful sunshine, a humorous girl who loves to laugh. I like the Spring Festival, but I'm afraid of setting off firecrackers. I like music, but singing is always out of tune. It seems that I was born a contradictory spirit.

My name is Yang, and I am a student in Class 9, Grade 6, No.2 Experimental Primary School in Linzhou City, Henan Province.

This is a "national civilized campus". This is a school in which the headmaster wants the children to be "healthy, happy, civilized and kind". This is a school that teaches children "to be sensible and disciplined, and to read and write with one heart and two minds".

I have wide hobbies: reading, traveling and playing chess. But my biggest hobbies are playing chess, music and traveling. Playing chess tells me that no matter what happens, don't be reckless, don't be impulsive, and think calmly, calmly and seriously.

I like traveling. I like to wander in strange cities, strange streets and strange scenery. Different scenery gives me different feelings. The snow in Tianshan Mountain, the gravel in Gobi, the yellow sand in Taklimakan, the stone road in Jiangnan and the red walls and green tiles in Kyoto ... are all heavy, elegant, majestic, beautiful, eternal or changeable, all of which give me a good feeling. Every landscape has its own meaning and beauty. There is a steep and small road in Shu Road, which is amazing. The Yellow River is magnificent and surging, and beautiful; The Great Wall has a long history and is beautiful. The ancient temple has a profound cultural heritage and is beautiful. As the saying goes, there are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. The scenery of the four seasons is different, but they all have their beauty.

Learning music can cultivate a sense of music, lay a good foundation for me and improve my solfeggio ability. As we all know, guzheng is a typical pentatonic scale in Chinese traditional musical instruments, which contains the profound cultural essence of China. In the process of learning, I subtly cultivated noble sentiments and improved my temperament. There is a saying that "poetry is modest", which describes the reader's temperament is very good, and this sentence is also applicable to music learners. Guzheng is a musical instrument based on China's 5,000-year cultural heritage. Learners should constantly feel this culture in the process of learning, so as to improve their cultural literacy and temperament imperceptibly.

Under the careful training and education of parents and teachers, I gradually became sensible from the beginning, and gained more and more honors, such as being a civilized student, studying well, and being an excellent class cadre several times ... These honors are the testimony of my growth and the best reward for teachers and parents.

This is me, different fireworks!

Every leaf in the world is unique. Everyone is also unique. Me too. Especially when I was a child, my fun was incomparable to others.

That summer weekend, the weather was unbearable. I remember when I was only nine years old. I went out to play with some classmates on roller skates. But there is a cyclist, so I suggest that the roller skater let one pull the back frame of the bicycle, and the rest pull out the clothes of the former one by one in turn and line up. At that time, I volunteered to be the team leader, and others lined up behind me. We are like a train, full of joy and tireless driving in the afternoon sunshine.

I thought it would be exciting, so I suggested, "There is a downhill slope on that road. Where do we rush down? " This proposal was unanimously endorsed by this group of fearless teenagers. We adjusted our posture, crouched each other, tightened the clothes of our companions in front, and I even grabbed the back seat of the bicycle. At that time, our expressions were similar: looking forward, but unable to bear the inner joy.

The cyclist shouted, "Did you catch it? I am going to rush! " He gave me a hard push, and I felt pushed forward. Luckily, I held on tight. "oh! ! ""Go! " Each of us shouted excitedly like riding a roller coaster. Faster and faster. It's a long downhill. Although the slope is not very big, it is a big bend. The wind whizzed past my ears and my hair was blown up. The people behind saw it too fast, some let go, and some wanted to stimulate it a little more. I didn't let go either. The cyclist stepped on the brakes and the speed of the bicycle gradually slowed down, but we couldn't control our speed and a row of people were thrown out.

Most people were thrown into the grass by the roadside, and I fell the worst. Most of the palm of the left hand is worn out, and so is the knee. The most painful thing is my arm, which is all blue. "Oh, shh!" I took a deep breath and it hurt. When I saw other companions, they were all embarrassed, but none of them were hurt. It's just that I had a bad fall. Other companions quickly took me to a nearby military hospital, and the doctor only applied some potions to me. Later, my arm bone was a little bent. It should have been a fracture at that time, and it was not handled properly. Later, I learned biology in the second day of junior high school and learned that it was radius, which is another story.

After that, I never dared to roller-skate with my bike again. And I also paid the price for my unique naughty childhood.

Unique composition 5 I still remember that it was the day before my tenth birthday.

My father mysteriously told me that tomorrow, he would give me a unique gift. Sleeping in bed, I wonder what this "unique gift" will look like. Is it a lovely doll? Is it a big birthday cake? Or a beautiful skirt ... tomorrow, the answer will be revealed. So, I fell asleep with anticipation.

The next morning, when I got up, I found my father was gone. Well, sure enough, dad must have gone to work. Dad is busy at work, never has a holiday and comes back late from work. Today, he can't accompany me! Alas, another lonely birthday.

It's past six o'clock in the evening. Grandma has bought a cake and put it on the coffee table. Now she is waiting for her father to come home and eat birthday cake together. But ... I looked out of the window and the sky was gradually covered by a black cloth. Time is passing. ...

"I'm back!" That's dad's voice!

Dad came over and gasped, wondering what he had just done. He smiled and stroked my head. "Baby, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!" "

I looked at him and suddenly found his clothes wet, huh? how ...

I suddenly looked out of the window, and sure enough, it was raining heavily. I looked at my father in surprise. Why did this stupid father come back in the rain?

Dad didn't notice my movements. He took out a pink box from the pocket he had just brought back. "Baby, come, this is a birthday present for you! Dad went straight to the gift shop to buy it for you after work. I didn't know it was raining so hard outside, "Dad said with a smile. "I bought it for you in the rain without an umbrella."

I bought it in the rain ... I looked at my father affectionately and he smiled gently. My nose suddenly feels sour.

I opened the box carefully ... ah! That's, that's a pink music box! Transparent crystal ball, below which is a pink "cake". There is a big basket of pink in the crystal ball.

Flowers, flowers with two white notes. ...

What a beautiful music box! It's just a drop or two on the music box. This is … rain … I looked up at my father's gentle eyes, and suddenly, tears came to my eyes. Yes, this is a gift my father bought me in the rain. This is a unique gift from my father!

"Thank you ... Dad ..." Cry in a voice I can hear.

Gently stroking the transparent crystal ball. Yes, this is indeed a unique gift, this is my father's love for me, unique love!

Unique composition 6 Pure yellow polo shirt plunged into khaki white shorts with beige belt, put on white canvas shoes and walked down the street. I am unique. When the whole street wolfed down the fashion, I tasted the mellow beauty of retro alone.

My parents are not at home and I am tired of reading. I decided to hold a fashion show for myself. Open the wardrobe and immediately dig out the retro clothes that I have been planning for a long time. After combing my hair and clothes, I stood in front of the mirror and gave myself the title of best designer with satisfaction. Looking at myself in the mirror, it seems that my own taste was submerged by the tide and gradually disappeared. I woke up in the fifties and sixties and walked back to my heart. Even though I can't put it down, my friends' reactions are very polarized. "Very vulgar!" "What is this!" "Not bad! Very stylish. " I am not angry with criticism, because I have found the reason why I like retro, so I can wear my own ideas and don't care about other people's eyes.

I said in the short message sent to my friends: "Actually, I like retro, because I want to bring some shadow of my father on myself, and I also like my father on me, seeing him before, remembering, comforting eyes and smiling." More importantly, I don't want to follow the trend like everyone else, and float and sink in the trend. Even if I am criticized, I still insist on making myself different. " I learned from movies and parents and elders that I yearned for the simplicity and mellow past, so I put on retro clothes to quench my thirst. I admire my father, no matter his strong physique, various skills, or some noble qualities in his character, so I put on clothes similar to those of my father when he was young to show my respect. I love myself more. I am the most special. I don't cater to the tastes of the public, so I put on retro clothes, which clearly explains my most unique aesthetic view, love for my parents and yearning for ancient style.

Since then, retro has become my dressing attitude, not only to look good, but also to show my thoughts and ideas. I am no longer confused by other people's strange eyes. I took my own ideas, put on my own ideas, and walked out of my own way. Walking in the street, chin slightly raised, mouth smiling. I am retro, I am unique.

Unique composition 7 I stand in front of the mirror, and there is a girl in the mirror. I think I know this girl too well.

Changeable me

I am so changeable. People say that my expression in class is completely different from that in class. Indeed, even my movements are different. Even in class, I am changeable. The primary school math teacher is fierce. I never sit up straight in her class and even dare not go out. Music teachers in primary schools are more democratic and not too strict. When we are quiet, my neighbor tells a funny joke casually. I will laugh for a long time and then be scolded by the teacher.

"Bold" me

After the fifth grade, the class teacher didn't like me very much and always wronged me. I remember one time, I didn't know who spilled a pool of water on the water dispenser, but I didn't know it. I stood there waiting for someone. At this time, the head teacher came, thinking that I spilled the water, and let me be on duty. It's not my responsibility. I'm still taking the blame. Of course I was not convinced, so I left without looking back. I was about to go downstairs when suddenly a classmate called me and said that the head teacher wanted to see me. I knew what it was, and I stepped forward. The teacher scolded me. Just then, I said, "teacher, please investigate the matter clearly." I really didn't do it! The teacher's face is red with anger. " You didn't do it, I did it! "The teacher looked at the students lying at the door and said," Is this done by Qi Jiahui? "At this time, the students all faltered and said," It's really not Qi Jiahui. "The teacher was incoherent, and then I left again and never looked back. The head teacher is the devil.

Happy me

The changeable me and the bold me are not my main characteristics. Happiness has accompanied me since I was a child. I remember one time, I failed in the exam, and even got the second last place 10! My parents were very angry, saying that I didn't live up to expectations, and my teacher was also very angry, saying that I was dragging my feet in class ... I was particularly sad and depressed. But at this moment, I am happy to comfort myself: everything is over and it is already very good. If you are the third before the exam, is there not much room for improvement? That's it. Aren't you more progressive? Such a small comfort gave me courage and strength. Later, I worked hard with a happy heart and finally got into the top three. I think the source of my success is not self-pity, but happiness.

In junior high school, I will get rid of my shortcomings and no longer want that kind of boldness, but I hope I will always be a "pistachio", sweet and delicious. ...

I walked away, and so did the girl in the mirror. ...

Unique composition 8 I see the world and the future with my eyes, I listen to the beautiful melody from nature with my ears, I play harmonious notes on the keys with my hands, I put on roller skates and draw incomparable enthusiasm in the square, and I perceive the truth, goodness and beauty in the world with my kind and sincere heart.

I have big eyes, and she is in a hurry with me. Appreciating the beautiful scenery everywhere, I witnessed one miracle after another. Look, the beautiful Jiugong Mountain stands tall, and the people on the mountain live a quiet farm life carefree; You see, the gurgling stream has completely bottomed out, which is in harmony with my beautiful big eyes; The little crab drifting with the current, with the swift current, walks with unqualified steps, unhurriedly and straight; Look, the strong sunshine passes through the lush forest, which makes me covered with golden glow; There are two children on the grass, catching the sunshine, and their faces are filled with happy smiles, which are innocent and lovely.

Sucking the attractive floral fragrance, looking for the source of floral fragrance among the flowers and being in the sea of flowers, Miss Feng took me by the nose and embarked on a graceful floral journey. The taste of each flower is unique. When mixed together, it becomes a spice. It's all natural. I don't know how to describe it. I'm afraid the so-called immunity is just nonsense here.

My eyes give me a bird's-eye view of the world, my nose makes me smell all the fragrance, and my clever and brilliant little head makes me think and understand. When problems arise, I must keep thinking, so that I can survive even in trouble. When the eyes have a panoramic view of the world, the brain must start to operate and quickly sort out this information. My head is really my right-hand man, not bad!

Smart head melon seeds, sensitive nose, sharp big eyes, how can you lose these strong and flexible feet? Tough little stovepipe climbed Jiaofeng and Bajiaozhai, which gave me the feeling that it would be at the top of the mountain, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.; The feet on roller skates draw beautiful patterns, turning, rotating and jumping are almost perfect; When you put on your speed skates and gallop against the wind, you are more heroic. When the gold medal hangs around your neck, you admire these tireless feet!

Everyone has his own baby. My baby is unique and shines with unique light!

Unique composition 9 There are many things unique in the world, such as: The Great Wall is unique and the smile is unique. But in my eyes, the most unique thing is-Miss Li's eyes.

I remember a speech contest with the theme of "favorite book". On that day, the bright sunshine sprinkled on the earth, as if to set the earth with Phnom Penh; White clouds gather together like a pile of cotton. A word "mosaic" brings life to the sun and makes the earth very beautiful. )

The speech contest officially began. I listened carefully to the wonderful speeches of the contestants and suddenly felt some pressure. I'm afraid my performance is not as good as that of the previous players. At the same time, I reviewed the speech I recited a few days ago. It's my turn to go on stage, and the tension in my heart grows like a vine. I walked stiffly onto the stage and saw all the people under the stage. I suddenly became more nervous, and sweat flowed from my forehead.

"Hello, I'm a colorful bird ... the theme of today's speech ... is dreaming of the Wolf King ..." I hesitated to introduce myself, twisting my hands behind my back. Some of the audience under the stage are whispering and talking; Some people grinned as if laughing at my stuttering.

"The Wolf King's dream is about ... about ..." At this time, my head was blank, and sweat ran across my cheeks as white as snow. I swallowed the saliva in my throat. At this time, the audience's "buzzing" sound is more harsh, just like the fierce cry of monsters, just like the sound of waves hitting rocks.

I looked at the audience and felt that the air in the lecture hall became a little thin. At this moment, a look came at me. Those are Miss Li's eyes. Miss Li sat under the stage and looked at me with a smile. Her eyes passed through her eyes and slowly came into the air. The air became fresh at once. Eyes slide over my cheeks, making my cheeks red, like rouge. The eyes flowed into my heart and turned into encouragement. The tension in my heart suddenly disappeared like a bubble. (Wonderful eye description) Gradually, I remembered the speech I memorized a few days ago, and I began my speech: "Dream of the Wolf King" tells that Zilan, the mother wolf, gave birth to five little wolves on a stormy night ... "At this time, the buzz of the audience disappeared, and they were listening to me attentively. (changes in audience)

This speech contest not only made me gain a good ranking, but also made me understand that I can't be confused when something happens. Whenever I am nervous in the competition, or encounter setbacks in my study, I will think of Miss Li's encouraging eyes, which is the most unique in the world.

Unique composition 10 My mother has many "shortcomings", but she is unique in the world.

Mom is very talkative. In the morning, when I was dreaming a beautiful dream, her annoying nagging voice rang in my ear: "get up!" I'm late for school! " I can only get up like a wound toy. When she was at school, she didn't forget to say, "Be careful on the road, …" Every day, she didn't feel wordy. After school, I threw my schoolbag aside and prepared to enjoy delicious meals. Her nagging voice rang out at this moment: "Forgot to wash your hands again? Go! " Alas! I have to obey the orders of my "superior" to wash my hands ... in this way, the nagging days are repeated day after day. I think my mother's nagging is really amazing. I have to do whatever she tells me to do! But it's all for my own good. No wonder I don't feel tired sometimes.

Mother has a short temper. I call her "Mrs. Hurriedly". What she will do the next day has been prepared the day before. At work, she always calculates the time of traffic jam on the road and goes out early. As a result, she always arrives earlier than others. She hates me dawdling. I am playful and procrastinate, so she calls me a "slow temper" and always follows me with a whip, urging me to make plans and finish my homework on time. Sometimes I am impatient and feel very free. This is not, for example, this essay contest, from the moment I received the notice, my mother reminded me to finish it early, and as a result, I put it off again and again until yesterday. That was close! I almost missed the deadline! Therefore, I still appreciate this "hurried wife" from the bottom of my heart.

Sometimes my mother and I are neither too big nor too small, and we have no parents at all. For example, sometimes she will joke with me "crazily"; Sometimes when she reads a book and sees wonderful paragraphs, she will vividly read them to me and share them with me; Sometimes she tickles me playfully until I can't stand it and can't help laughing. At this time, she couldn't help laughing with me; Sometimes when I sleep at night, she will rub into my arms and stick to me like maltose, so that I can hardly breathe, but I also like to be crowded with her.

This is my mother, full of "shortcomings" but I am attached to her!