Chinese high school narrative composition material

Eight narrative composition materials of senior one Chinese.

In daily study, work and life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative method that expresses a theme through words after people's ideological consideration and language organization. The following are 8 narrative composition materials I have compiled for you, hoping to help you!

One night, there was a quarrel in the classroom. Who's fighting? Oh, so it's chalk and chalk brush arguing! They are discussing what uses they bring to people and distinguishing who is the best.

The chalk brush spoke first and said, "I can help the teacher erase the typo, so I am the best." Chalk said unconvinced, "The teacher can only write with me. I am a good helper!" " ""I am the best, "said the chalk." If humans don't have me, they can't erase typos. "Chalk retorted," If people in the world can't write without me, so I am the best. ".

"Blackboard eldest brother was awakened by the sound of their quarrel, flushed with noise. Brother Blackboard immediately figured out the reason and said to them, "Let's play a game! Then we can know who has the strongest ability. The content of the competition is: whoever can write from 1 to 20 in one minute, without a typo, is fast, and that person is the winner. The game has started. The first thing that appeared was chalk. Originally, there was no typo from 1 to 12, but 13 was wrongly written. It wrote 13 as b, and it lost. Followed by a chalk brush, I was sad when I came on stage, because I couldn't write, so I had to clean the blackboard. ...

A minute passed quickly. The chalk brush didn't write a word during the competition, so it also lost. Brother Blackboard spoke again: "Unity is strength. As long as everyone works together in Qi Xin and works together, they will write good words. " The chalk brush and chalk understood and cooperated again. Before they wrote for a minute, 20 numbers were written neatly one after another. The story of chalk and chalk brush made me understand that unity is strength, just like chalk and chalk brush, they are indispensable. Only unity can write better, more beautiful and more neat words.

China high school narrative composition materials II

Warmth is a bright light in the dark, which makes people who have lost their way move towards the light; Warmth is a fire in a snowdrift, which makes cold people feel a little warm; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert, which makes thirsty people feel sweet.

Open your heart and remember those unforgettable things. I remember that it was a cold winter and a sunny winter. At that time, there was a rain in the cold winter, which made the original north wind with biting power. It was a ruthless winter rain, blowing people cruelly and making people tremble. "good ... cold ... ah!" I stood shivering at the school gate, waiting for my mother's arrival. It's all because I accidentally forgot to bring my umbrella at school. My mother worked overtime tonight, maybe late or early, and I don't know when I can go home anyway ... Just as I was meditating, an innocent and sweet voice sounded in my ear, "Sister, did you forget to bring your umbrella?" I saw a lovely little girl ask me tearfully. I nodded shyly, and the little girl asked, "Where is my sister's house?" Let me go home with you! "I looked at the little girl's unwavering eyes. I saw it raining harder and harder, so I had to say in dismay, "Then you go and I'll take an umbrella. "After a while, we arrived at my door, but we got wet most of the time because of the heavy rain." Sister, you are back. I should go. Goodbye, sister! "Before I could say thank you, the little girl disappeared in the torrential rain. Although my wet body is cold, a strong warm current comes to my mind, so I don't feel cold at all, but I feel extremely warm. Shortly after the rain stopped, a rainbow appeared on the horizon, and the colorful colors set off the colors after the rain. ...

Warmth is a bright light in the dark, which makes people who have lost their way move towards the light; Warmth is a fire in a snowdrift, which makes cold people feel a little warm; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert, which makes thirsty people feel sweet. That winter was a cold winter and a sunny winter.

China high school narrative composition materials 3

Some people think that doctors are the most popular, while others think that teachers are the most popular, but I don't think so. I think the traffic police on the roadside are the most loved. Doctors can work at night to rescue critically ill patients; Teachers can be patient with the worst students, even those whose parents give up. The traffic police can stand in the middle of the road against the sun and risk their lives.

One day after class, on my way home, I saw a policeman in a standard police uniform standing in the middle of the road. In order to protect his eyes in the strong sunlight, he put on a pair of dark sunglasses and blew a black whistle in his mouth. When he walks behind them, he will see that their clothes are all wet, just like taking a bath. However, from these events, I changed my view of him.

One day, I just returned to the crossroads in front of my home after class and saw this scene:

An old woman is crossing the road. She is directing the traffic. He rushed over to help her cross the street and help her carry the food she just bought. When crossing the road, the oncoming vehicle was stopped by the traffic police and let the old woman pass first. After crossing the road, grandma kept saying thank you to the admirable traffic policeman.

Another time, my mother told me. She said that at the gate of her unit, she saw the traffic police standing at the gate of a primary school to guide a group of ignorant primary school students who still didn't understand anything. Suddenly, he saw a little girl who was inconvenient to move across the street, looking for her parents to meet her across the street. While paying attention to your own safety, you should also pay attention to the surrounding vehicles. After seeing this, the traffic police made a gesture to stop all the vehicles around you. Everyone kept watching the little girl in front reach the opposite side safely, and everyone began to leave. The little girl showed everyone the sweetest and happiest smile.

How beloved and admired this traffic policeman is! It not only ensures the people who are escorted across the road by the traffic police, but also ensures the safety of this family.

China high school narrative composition materials 4

Life will inevitably have some bumps and difficulties. However, this fate will not always come to you, because we can only endure ups and downs and difficulties, and behind them, there must be a bright future waiting for them.

And I have to accept this fate: when I was in a school, there was a rude voice in my ear: "Why are you so careless?" When I walked out of the office, I thought, "Is this the insurmountable difficulty in life?" When I was laughed at by my classmates for not having good friends, I was particularly lost, but I endured it and said, "This is one of the indispensable things in life; When my parents said I was stupid, my self-esteem completely fell to a low point, but I comforted myself.

Why aren't you like me? Why have you never done this before? So-when the exam failed, the ups and downs passed from here; When you accidentally fall down while running, the difficulties are crossed from you; Walking in the street was splashed with water and bumped through the water; When I tripped over a stone, difficulties flashed here again. Suddenly found that difficulties always wait for us on the road: when I was a child, my father took the initiative to teach me to ride a bike. At first, I was very happy. I thought it was a piece of cake, so I agreed easily and naturally. I rode my bike leisurely, and my father pulled me behind. After a while, my father let go and I fell. I asked my father angrily, "Why are you doing this? You taught me, and you obviously hurt me. " Dad was confused and said patiently, "this thing is the same as our life." Do everything without relying on others, and you can succeed by your own efforts, so that the real skill belongs to you. After listening to this, I felt a little regretful and misunderstood my good father.

Yes! Not only did I learn to ride a confident car, but I also misunderstood a supreme truth: "It is sweet to have bitterness, it is successful to have failure, and it is bright to have bumps and difficulties ..."

Chinese high school narrative composition material 5

Several classmates and I often play football on the balcony. The ball we play is not a real football, but a slippery thing, and we are asked to play earth-shattering things, such as pen caps and bottle caps.

From that day on, we played golf as a football. Let's split up and play in pairs until the class gets the highest score, and they are the winners. Soon, it will start. Pony and I are a couple, and we can both be said to be the best of the best. The pony served and rushed into the battle with the ball at the speed of a horse, and I followed. The pony kicked the ball to the side wall, but it rolled to the opponent. I didn't care, and rushed to get it back, but the other side quickly passed the ball to another classmate, who didn't pass the ball and mistook Pony for a teammate. As a result, the ball passed to the pony, and the pony was very calm when he saw his opponents coming up one after another.

At the beginning of the second round, I became a striker and planned to surprise them. I deliberately kicked the ball into the corner and my opponent grabbed it. I use the second step to stabilize their heels. That classmate can't move. The pony is pushing his foot away and the ball is trampled by the pony. At this time, I am in high spirits and feel very smart. The ancients said, "cleverness is mistaken by cleverness." This time it really failed. Inadvertently, the ball has fallen to the opponent's feet. I was furious and my opponent laughed. I have no choice. I was about to grab the ball when my opponent kicked it out of the goal and was about to score. The pony immediately blocked the ball from the goal, and he kicked it to me again. I tried my best to kick the ball into the goal. The ball hit the wall first, then rolled over, and then the opponent just tried to block the ball but rolled back. Seeing the ball approaching the goal quickly, "that was a close goal." Class began, and we entered the classroom in an orderly way, sweating profusely.

Although Pony and I won the football match, I don't think winning or losing is important. The important thing is to participate and do your best!

China high school narrative composition materials 6

It was drizzling outside the window, and the rain plucked the window lattice mischievously, plucking the strings of my memory. The oath of "friendship lasts forever" echoed in the rain. Can you hear me in the distance?

I still remember that it was raining that day. We sheltered from the rain under the same roof, and we became friends under the traction of the rain. Later, you and I were assigned to a class, became deskmates and became friends of classmates. This is destiny.

I still remember that during the break, the students were quarrelling, and we dodged to the balcony, bathed in intoxicating sunshine and shared articles that we liked each other. ...

I still remember we went to the bookstore together, shuttling through all kinds of worlds, looking for books that belong to you and me. The thick ink attracted us so much that we didn't notice it after several hours. ...

I still remember that rainy days were our happiest time. The rain drifted over you and me and got into your collar. We don't care, let these glittering and translucent get in touch with us. Surrounded by these elves, we carried books unscrupulously, and pedestrians cast strange eyes on us. We don't care, enjoy it.

I still remember how much laughter and laughter we left under that swing. Every holiday, we will meet unexpectedly under the swing. You swing, I push, the swing swings higher and higher, and laughter spreads. Occasionally, a few birds stand under the tree and sing, which seems to be infected by our laughter. Sunlight scattered through the leaves, and the leaves were brightly reflected. You and I are both laughing, laughing. ...

I still remember that we went for a walk at our alma mater. The breeze is blowing gently, and the smell of earth is blowing on my face. We didn't say anything, just walked quietly and walked. Leaves rustle under your feet. ...

I still remember at that time, it was already late autumn, and we came under that tree. The wind blew the fallen leaves all over the floor. You and I hold hands tightly, close our eyes and listen to the rhythm of nature quietly. Leaves rustle and fall and pass by us. You said, "I'm leaving." We didn't say anything, just silently. ...

Why am I the only one left in this familiar rain curtain? The oath of "friendship lasts forever" echoed in the rain. Can you hear it in the distance?

Chinese high school narrative composition materials 7

If friendship is water, then I am a fish living in water; If friendship is a sunken ship, then I am a calm sea; If friendship is bright, I will open the door to welcome it; If friendship is a door, I will push it open and savor it.

Last semester of the sixth grade, when people were anxious about the final exam, we were preparing for the art festival. At the art festival, we copied homework for the performance. Later, someone else's teacher found out and asked parents to come to school for "tea"

It was like this at the time. After the rehearsal, we discussed it with our parents and did our homework in the dance studio. "Division of labor and cooperation, copying each other after work." I don't know who shouted. "no! The teacher doesn't recognize copying each other's homework, but he can recognize ... "I muttered in a low voice. He suddenly stared at me fiercely, and I trembled with fear. "All right!" "I said timidly.

At about 6: 30, we returned home happily, only I was a little nervous. When I got back, I checked them again and put them back in my schoolbag when I was satisfied.

"Go find the twins and some boys in three groups." After many twists and turns, the teacher also called me out, and I only saw a few slap marks on their faces. "Isn't the homework also copied?" The math teacher said, "Why did you copy theirs, but it was different from what they did?" "Report to the teacher, I will check it after copying it myself." When I finished, the teacher told me to go back to the classroom.

That I didn't even know later.

After class, I was surrounded by them and said, "You knew the answer was wrong and didn't tell us?" "I'm going home ..." "Don't say that we broke up!"

"Boom, boom." It's raining, just like my mood For the next few days, they ignored me.

Until one day, "classmate, I think you are knowledgeable. Would you like to help me improve my score? " "Of course, as long as you know what I'm thinking."

The weather on this day is particularly sunny and the mood is particularly comfortable. ...

In the long years, even if some friendliness can be integrated into our lives, then all the days are meaningful.

Chinese high school narrative composition material 8

I am a bird, and I am not relaxed at all. I walked through the Woods all day looking for food. Tired of this life, I envy those caged birds.

So I decided to move to a big city. Just when I had just settled down, night fell and the lights were on. At this moment, I saw a little girl sitting at the window doing her homework. She was so serious that I didn't notice it outside the window.

I shouted among the branches and looked at passers-by, thinking they would take me home. Who knows, one by one, I walked away, but I never gave up, waiting for someone to take me home.

Just then, the little girl stood up from her seat, moved the chair away, opened the window, poked her head out, looked up at the sky, and her eyes looked so dull. She shook her head and sighed. "Hey-"I felt a dull and pitiful feeling that didn't match the little girl's age from this sigh.

I feel strange because I think her parents are alive and don't need to do housework. Why do you sigh so much? Her personality should be lively and cheerful. Why does she seem to have the coldness and sigh of an adult in business? I was lost in thought.

Slowly, it's time for the dead of night. Hundreds of lights have gone out, but the street lamps and the lights in the little girl's room have not gone out yet. The little girl is still sitting at the window, writing hard and burying her head in the sea. If the desk lamp is alive, then it doesn't know how many times it has been "operated"-changing the inner tube.

I looked at all this, more puzzled. According to the truth, the children have fallen asleep. Why did she stay up late? Is it her poor grades? I flew to her window with questions.

The little girl seemed to hear the sound of my flapping wings and opened the window for me. When I saw her open the window, it fell into her hand. She looked at me with envy in her eyes. I seem to be confused by this feeling.

In a flash, I understood that it was a desire for freedom, so strong that my heart trembled and I had a new experience of the "happy" life of those caged birds. Those so-called "happy" lives are all fake, and only freedom is the most real and precious!