Senior one students' composition

In life, work and study, many people have written compositions, which are composed of words. After people's ideological consideration, they express a theme through language organization. Still at a loss for composition? The following is the composition of senior one students that I compiled for you. Welcome to draw lessons from and refer to. I hope it helps you.

Senior one student composition 1 Everyone grows up after birth. Who cares about our growth day by day? Who accompanies us when we are lonely, tells us jokes when we are sad, and patiently answers who this person is when we ask countless "why"? It is our mother who gave birth to us and raised us.

My mother will always be selfless for you. I remember suddenly getting very cold. It was an early spring day, and my mother and I both wore less clothes. She still put her clothes on me, hugged me and asked me if I was cold from time to time. I said no and asked her if she was cold. Her answer is not cold, but I know she must be cold, wearing so little, just not to worry me.

Mom is like a patron saint, accompanying you when you are sick. Once, I was sick and felt very uncomfortable. My mother has been here, feeding me medicine and drinking water, and telling me to drink more water when I have a cold. I can't sleep, so she tells stories next to me and teases me about the past. When I sleep soundly at night, my mother will see if my illness is getting worse after a while, and she will not go to bed until she is relieved.

This is in autumn.

The leaves around the memory are yellow.

Your smile hangs in the sky

Jump gently in my heart

This is in autumn.

The season without you

Yellow flowers bloom all over my heart.

The kite string will never break in your hand.

And you're still wandering outside the door

This is in autumn.

The breeze brought the joy of harvest.

Fruity fragrance haunts your fingers.

A faint hope is dotted in the palm of your hand.

Missing floats to the forefront of winter.

This is in autumn.

The road bends to your chest.

Step on the branches and leaves of lily

To love the other side

This is in autumn.

Show pictures of you and me in the water.

We are all teenagers.

You can't all be beautiful in this pale season.

This is in autumn.

The season without you

You haven't waved goodbye yet.

Memory collapse on the edge.

You never showed up again.

I am in this autumn

Look at the high clouds and blue sky.

Watching the fragrance waft around and pervade the world.

Senior one student composition 3 meters Zijian once worked as a local official, and his father was single. On weekdays, everyone saw him playing the piano all day, carefree, and never saw him walk out of the court. But under his rule, the single father lived a rich life and the people were stable. Later, Mi Zibei left her single father and changed to the Five Horses period. During the Five Horses Period, we went out before dawn and the stars disappeared. I was busy until the night when the stars gathered, and I went back to court exhausted. During the Umma period, in order to work, I couldn't eat well or sleep well, and I did everything myself. Finally, I managed my single father well.

During Wu Ma's period, I heard that Mizi's humble governance was almost effortless, while the single father was just as rich, so I went to the government of Mizi's period for advice and discussed the tricks of governing single fathers. When Mi Zibei learned of Uma's purpose, he smiled and said, "I don't have any coup for governing the country. It's just that when I manage a single father, I rely on everyone's strength, while when you manage a single father, you only use your own strength. Of course, it is difficult to govern by our own strength. I mobilized everyone's strength. Relying on everyone certainly makes me much more comfortable. "

Senior one students' compositions ring 4, stop writing, hand in their papers, pack up and walk out of the classroom.

When I looked up at the sky, I knew it was over. All the excitement of the past three years has overwhelmed me. Finally, I had to force myself to concentrate. At this moment, everything is over, or more things are about to begin.

When I went downstairs, Zimu was already waiting there. We nodded to each other.

"Let's take a walk." I said softly.

So our footprints once again stay in this place where we have lived for three years, round and round …

Along the way, we just talked about some empty topics.

From a very young age, I planned to have a good talk with Zi Mu after the college entrance examination. I have typed my draft hundreds of times, but I couldn't spit out a word that day. It seems that all the words are powerless before leaving.

Senior one student composition 5 Spring is near, and everything contains the unique breath of spring, which is beautiful and full of vitality. I don't know when the red flowers on the kapok tree near the playground are covered with branches. These flowers are red and beautiful, which makes people feel unreal.

I stood on the playground and looked up at the fiery red flowers. It was so beautiful. Compared with the delicate and charming lilac, it gives people a sense of perseverance and atmosphere. The spring breeze blows slowly, and I greedily breathe the fresh breath with fragrance. I can't help but sigh that this time last year, it was also a kapok red spring. At that time, we were faced with the senior high school entrance examination and placement. Three years of classmates will go their separate ways, and then reluctantly, miserable. Now, a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and now I am faced with liberal arts and science classes. Looking back on the classmates who laughed and studied together, they will be separated and have a lot of disappointment, but that day will come eventually. There are always too many disappointments and helplessness in life, but we still have to face them after all, just with a positive attitude.

High school student composition 6 looked for him in the crowd, and suddenly looked back, the man was in the dim light.

Birds are waiting to meet the forest, running water is waiting to meet the river and sea, white clouds are waiting to meet the blue sky, and bees are waiting to meet the flowers and plants. We are all waiting for a beautiful encounter.

The golden sunshine shines on the elegant white table of the Eight Immortals through the clear window, and cicadas sing and birds sing. It was a warm early summer morning, and the air was full of the freshness and fragrance of grass. I stretched wearily, but my eyes were attracted by a young girl by the window. She walked gently past the window, and the path was lined with jasmine flowers. I opened the window carefully, for fear of disturbing her, and quietly opened her faded back: the long brown and black shawl raised by the wind, and the clean floral dress. ...

Gradually I got used to waiting at the window: morning, noon and dusk. I don't want to see her face, but simply like the feeling of waiting: anxiety mixed with joy, loneliness mixed with faint satisfaction. ...

This summer vacation, my parents and I went to Changlong Water World to play. We set off with excitement and expectation. The flowers and trees on both sides along the way are lush. Suddenly, the weather was bad and it rained cats and dogs. Rain dripped on the car and there was noise, but it didn't stop us from being excited.

After more than an hour's drive, we finally arrived at our destination. A skyscraper like a doughnut appeared before our eyes. This is Chimelong Water World. As soon as I got to my door, I ran like an arrow to the super wave pool, because there were big waves inside. As soon as he entered the water, he was washed down by the big waves and washed away the lifebuoy in his hand. I'll go and get it back. Before I stood firm, another big wave came at me and washed me down again. After repeated several times, I suddenly felt dizzy, but I was not afraid. I want to enjoy everything that surfing brings me. This makes me feel that in my later life, I should face up to the difficulties and work hard to overcome them. After that, we played many interesting projects, such as big horn, cobra, drifting river and so on, which made me spend the happiest summer vacation.

Unconsciously, Miss Qiu came to us quietly.

You see, when I came to the playground, I was greeted by a cool breeze, which made me feel cool. Really comfortable! I saw the endless blue sky again, like a huge sapphire, which was fascinating. There are some white clouds floating in the blue sky, playing hide-and-seek with me like naughty children! It's tricky to run here for a while and hide there for a while. Later, I saw a yellow tree, and all the leaves turned yellow. Almost all the leaves fell off, except the yellow leaves on the branches, and so did other trees. I also picked up some yellow leaves, and I want to put them in the book to make beautiful bookmarks. Then, I came to the grass. The fresh grass in the grass has turned yellow and become less and less energetic, but the grasshoppers in the grass are still alive and kicking as before. Suddenly, a breeze blew, which refreshed me. I ran to the playground against the breeze.

Autumn is not only a colorful season, but also a fruitful autumn. When the crops and fruits were ripe, the farmer's uncle shouted happily: "Harvest! Harvest! "

Ah! Teacher Qiu really came. Autumn is so beautiful! I love this beautiful autumn!

Senior one students' composition 9 The morning light is hazy. The rising sun tried its best to break through the distant horizon and shed the first ray of sunshine on the huge playground. All the freshmen in Donghua Senior High School have stood on the runway in high spirits, and the sweat on their foreheads reflects the brilliance of the sun and blooms with strange brilliance.

In class, students study hard and preview the textbooks of various subjects;

On the playground, the students sweat profusely and practice every movement;

All kinds of performances embody the motto of struggle:

If you don't fight, it is equal to living in vain;

Not bitter or tired, high school is tasteless!

From the cautious March to the majestic gait, the students are sweating like rain, no matter how hard and tired they are, they don't give up easily, which perfectly explains the connotation of military training-hard training and determination to become talents!

At sunset, we used up our last strength and sprinkled the last afterglow on Zhang Qing Peng Chun's face, running hard, only to see the corners of our mouths slightly rising.

Composition of Senior One Students 10 In modern society, the Internet has become an indispensable part. Of course, I am happiest when I am online at home.

The network is a double-edged sword, which has both advantages and disadvantages, so we should use the network correctly.

Not long ago, I kept playing games, but later I felt it was wrong. My eyes often hurt during that time, so I even restrained myself. It is absolutely impossible to indulge in online games.

We can also use the Internet to learn and expand our knowledge. It is also helpful to look up questions you don't understand online.

It is certainly a good choice to enjoy some amateur happiness brought by the Internet. Hollywood blockbusters, Korean dramas and other wonderful film and television works are the love of many people, and the internet has not realized this wish.

In short, seeing the world through the Internet has a unique flavor. It can also be proved that life is the same.

Finally, to quote an advertising word "Life is so charming", the Internet is even more exciting!

Senior one student composition 1 1 Some people say that the word "Peng" is a bright moon with two bends, and it is because of its brightness that it becomes a "friend". Since I met you, you have become a bright moon.

Light up my life. Life is unhappy, nine times out of ten. Whenever I encounter unhappy things, as long as I am close to you, all the unhappiness will turn to ashes. You asked Robinson to tell me-I should work harder in adversity-and let me know how to treat life better.

Light up my mood. After entering high school, all kinds of pressures from study and classmates made me breathless and made my mood in a mess. You, you again. You let brother Santiago tell me that people can be defeated, but they can't, which opened my heart and made me cheer up again.

Light up my future. Facing a strange high school, I feel restless and at a loss. I know nothing about how to sail to the other side of success. At this time, is it you or you, let Pavel Colta King tell me-that's how steel is tempered-that my future is full of hope and flashes like a flame.

Surfing Literature Society, you are my forever friend, and it is enough to have you as my confidant in my life!

Senior one student composition 12 rain, embroider the sky, secretly.

Rain, stab wounds, pain. Rain, falling from the sky, a thread falls on my heart, bringing a strong impact and tearing the scars in my heart. On rainy days, there was silence outside the window. In my heart, it will always be empty. But let me have a quiet corner in this bustling city.

It is raining harder and harder. Looks like I'm going to tear out the tears I've forgotten in my eyes.

Sitting on the windowsill, the wind is coming. With the wandering sound dripping in my ear, I am crying and rolling up the ruthless color for this dim sky.

I think the world is still colorful. Looking at the branches outside, it turned out to be gray.

With the heart oppressed by the world, tears finally fell.

Gently, gently, stay behind. No sound, no sign. Yes, it's just that I've been trying to vent my helplessness for a long time.

Rain, the rainbow after stopping, turned out to be just so.

Rain, after passing through the ground, turned out to be just a drop of water.

In the center of the rain, it's still raining,

And the eyes, but slowly fell down.

Wake up and go to sleep, it's another uncertain world!

Go to sleep. Go to sleep.

A few years later, the city is no longer firewood and smoke, but fresh and sweet air. There are no more private cars that emit a lot of exhaust gas on the road, but energy-saving solar cars. No one will cut down trees indiscriminately ... This city is full of beautiful flowers and trees, spectacular tall buildings, lively and lovely animals and helpful people. ...

When I passed the big tree, the bird said to me, "Thank you, because you humans have given me a good growth environment, so that we can grow up healthily, lively and happily!" " "

Passing by the river, Xiaoyu said to me, "The environment here is really good. I can see the beautiful scenery as soon as I jump out of the water, and you often give us bread crumbs to fill us up. "

When I passed the grass, the kitten said to me, "I really like it here, because there are beautiful flowers, lovely grass and tall trees ... Besides, you come and hug me and play with me every day ..."

So, let's create a beautiful city with our own hands in a few years!

At first sight, the composition of senior one students 14 broke the strings, falling flowers and falling shoulders, beside the Naihe bridge, which has been confusing for thousands of years.

See you next time, dancing in the breeze, indulging in a bright lamp, sleepless and pale at night.

Third, regard him as the number one, greet him with clear sleeves and a sedan chair, alone,

Fourthly, I saw a brave horse, a hero in the rivers and lakes, the moonlight was dim and the past was empty.

Fifth, the end of the road, tied the heart to cry, a pot of turbid wine, lift the curtain and drop beads,

See the sixth, shaking the prayer wheel, surrounded by Buddha's light, looking at Jiuzhong from a distance, looking at the shadow and embarrassed.

See the seventh time, the watchtower looks west, time has become ruins, the garden is full of fragrance, and it is produced and sold.

See the eighth, the flower is full moon, how can it be expected to be empty, the bleak has been felt, and the jade urges the blue to fold.

When I saw the ninth time, the harem was full of flowers, and suddenly it seemed like a strange place, a song of nature.

See the tenth time, follow the flowers and willows, worry about a glass of wine and stay in late autumn.

For the hundredth time, Pan's temples are frosted, the years are rippling, the sunset is cut, and a kiss is wasted.

Senior one students' composition 15 is approaching summer in a blink of an eye. The weather is getting hotter every day, and the classroom is uncomfortable. It's too hot for me to listen carefully. Even if there is a gust of wind blowing outside the window, the classroom is still sultry and reluctantly incites the paper fan in his hand.

Inadvertently, I looked up at the window, but I froze. It's beautiful. The kapok trees near the playground have grown kapok. Snow-white kapok is exposed to the open kapok seeds. A gust of wind blew, and the cotton wool was separated from the kapok tree and suspended in the air. Clouds of snowflakes are flying in the sky like falling snowflakes, leaving faint traces in the sky, silently. What a beautiful and romantic scene.

Suddenly, a touching and beautiful scene appeared in front of me. I feel like I'm standing on a vast grassland. A gust of wind is blowing, and dandelions on the grassland are dancing gently in the sky. In the silent world, only the gentle wind can be heard.

Actually, I'm not greedy. Sometimes I imagine there is a chair on the quiet grass under the shade of trees, and then I sit on this chair and read a wonderful book or drink a cup of fresh scented tea. This kind of feeling really makes people feel comfortable, but how rare it is. Maybe I really need my own peace.