Composition with subtitle

In daily life or work and study, everyone often comes into contact with compositions. Compositions can be divided into narrative essays, explanatory essays, practical essays, and argumentative essays according to different genres. What kind of compositions have you seen? Below are essays with subtitles that I have compiled for you. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. Composition with subtitle 1

Those pictures, those gestures, those smiles, those exhortations, weaved into a boundless web of love, capturing my heart happily. ——Inscription

That turn around.

You gave lectures on the podium, with a sense of humor that made the boring and difficult reading questions lively and interesting. We followed your steps and overcame obstacles on the road of learning. You are so wise. Although you are strong, I noticed the paleness on your face and your occasional frown. A class passed quickly, and I accidentally saw you holding on to the railing, coughing violently, with your eyebrows furrowed and your throat like a bellows. Your voice was completely different from the one in class just now. I walked up and asked you carefully: " Teacher, are you okay?" You raised your eyebrows, raised the corners of your mouth, and gave me a relieved smile: "It's okay, my throat is not feeling well." The bell rang, and you walked into the classroom quickly and continued the class as if nothing had happened. , the sound is still so loud and clear. The corners of my eyes were slightly moist, and my heart was filled with warmth.

That hand.

Night self-study. The stars outside the window are like diamonds, embedded in the night sky, shining with beautiful luster. The wind came in gently and brought us a bit of coolness. He raised his head and noticed your hand writing quickly on the blackboard. Dust and oxygen are sprinkled on your hands, and your sleeves are covered with a thin layer of white foam. Your hands tremble slightly due to excessive exertion. Beautiful and neat words flow out of your hands. You The sweat on his forehead flowed down his neck, drop by drop. When you finally finished writing, you turned around with a relieved smile, flicked your arms a few times, and walked around the classroom, urging us to write quickly. The stars are silent, blinking from time to time, like a smile.

That reminder.

School is over. You stood on the podium and gently warned everyone: "Be careful on the way home." The classmates replied in unison: "Oh -" You seemed not to be reassured, and added: "Go back early, be careful dad." Mom is worried!" The classmates all laughed, "Oh -" you smiled with satisfaction, with a soft light in your eyes, "It will help to relax your body when you get home. Everyone should go to bed early." The classmates filed out, and you walked last. You carefully checked the doors and windows before leaving. I am walking on the road, no matter how strong the wind is, I am not afraid, because of you.

Composition 2 with subtitle

Growth is both happiness and trouble.

Growth is both movement and stillness.

——Inscription

People often cannot appreciate their own growth, because they have been used to it year after year, day after day, without feeling any change at all. Things they are used to no longer feel redundant. It no longer feels monotonous and boring, but has become a kind of dependence. Just like a person who drinks coffee every day, he does not necessarily need it, but he will never forget it once he gets used to it.

I always longed for it when I was a child. When I grow up, I long to experience the feeling of independence. But when I grow up, I realize that it is so difficult to be independent. I have to bear all the unhappiness and setbacks silently. When I grow up, I realize that the so-called "maturity" is to slowly kill myself. To adapt to the whole society with his personality, he gradually became sleek and sophisticated, his lively heart became numb, and his originally hot blood slowly solidified... Then he began to regret growing up again, and began to miss the past ----- -It’s not surprising that those gray-haired old people often reminisce about the past together. Human beings are really repetitive animals. They clearly want to have something, but when they get it, they panic and want to throw it away.

Growth is happiness. In the process of growth, we have experienced many philosophies of life that we could not understand before, and we have also seen many things in the world that we could not understand before. Growth allows us to learn to be independent, and growth makes our feelings Becoming richer, growth allows us to outline the future with ease.

Growing up is troublesome. In the process of growing up, you have to take on many responsibilities that were previously borne by others, and you have to deal with many things that were previously shouldered by others. Trouble that others have already taken care of for you. In life, there are always so many worldly rules, norms, plans, and goals that overwhelm our fragile hearts. We often feel discouraged and exhausted. Growth makes us panic. Growth makes us in a hurry, and growth makes the word "troubles" engraved in our lives for the first time.

So, in the process of growth, there is pain and happiness. Composition with subtitle 3

Growth is something that every life must experience. A newborn kitten will eventually become an independent cat, a young sapling will become a towering tree that has gone through many vicissitudes of life, and we, who are still immature, will also grow into useful people to society.

——Inscription

When we were young, our parents would always take us to the photo studio to take photos that record our growth; they would also occasionally take us here during holidays. When they go to parks or even many tourist attractions, they bring their cameras and "click" to let happiness stay in a moment, keep happiness forever and become newer with time, while we pose as much as we want and boldly show off our Fengcai. Parents want to give their children a wonderful childhood and leave precious memories in our minds. Every boy or girl will continue to grow, so the clothes will be constantly updated. Now if you take out the clothes from your childhood and wear them, you will definitely not be able to put your hands in them. In the journey of growth, we learned respect, filial piety, sincerity... All of these are inseparable from growth.

However, in the process of growing up, we often experience setbacks, failures and troubles. Growth makes us understand that "where we fall, we have to stand up." Growth is happy, and I am eager to grow. ! I want to grow up! Composition 4 with subtitle

Growth is like peeling an onion. Peeling off one layer will leave you with tears.

——Inscription

Looks like adults. I really want to grow up quickly and see what I will look like. growing up? ! ...

From the moment I came into contact with the infinite knowledge, I wanted to grow up quickly. As the years go by, I am eager for new knowledge. It is growth that fills me with hope! In kindergarten, I learned "1 1=2". After entering elementary school, I learned various writing skills, mathematical concepts and methods, English words... In the process of all this, I gradually grew up and moved towards the mountain of knowledge. the climb.

I am so happy because that wonderful knowledge is entering my brain. Because growing up...

My parents are the closest people to me. From childhood to adulthood, when I was happy, painful, scared, or excited, it was my parents who shared my worries, were happy with me, and stayed with me through time. . I grow up all the time and learn how to be a human being from the slightest care. It is growth that teaches me to honor my parents, care for others, unite and help each other, and allows me to grow up.

However, because of growth, troubles come quietly like care. The originally innocent heart began to grow up and began to be immersed in the ocean of learning. Every day, studying and taking exams is like a battlefield, with fierce thoughts bursting out in the mind. Everyone is a soldier. They use their specialties in every battlefield and master various military laws. If you don't become a general, your thoughts will be controlled by others, and you will find ways to encourage everyone. Playing time is no longer considered long, only by studying hard can you be no worse than others. This is growth...

Growth? ! ...it's magical! There will always be a glorious chapter in your life. Composition 5 with subtitle

Growth is the change of color. The colorful cover of the fairy tale book was gone, and what I saw was the serious face of the textbook.

——Inscription

For the first time, I accidentally dropped a small mung bean seed in the soil. A few days later, a tender green shoot sprouted desperately Drill out of the thick soil and quietly come to this world. The second time, I buried more than a dozen seeds in the soil one by one, and finally each little life came into the world.

They took root, sprouted, and grew up day by day under my watering. Later, I stopped watering, just like weaning a child, letting them find their own nutrients under the thick soil.

One week has passed, two months have passed, one month has passed, two months have passed. When I came here again, I found that all the mung bean sprouts had been burned to death by the scorching sun. I was desperate at that time! Are their lives so short? No! When I was going home, I accidentally found a mung bean seedling. ah! It grows so big! It actually grew vigorously in a hidden place. The leaves were bigger than the water glass, and the black beans fell to the ground one by one. They were already ripe.

The self-improving mung bean seedling is just like what Zheng Banqiao said: It sticks to the green mountains and never relaxes, and its roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. I think the same is true for human growth. A person must work hard to live, and he cannot rely on others for everything. Mountains will fall if he relies on them, and he will flow if he relies on water, but he will never fall if he relies on himself. It’s not the circumstances that create your destiny, it’s your own destiny! The light of life is formed by oneself, and the boat of life sets sail by hard work. Composition with subtitle 6

Growth does not happen overnight, it must go through the test of wind and rain.

——Inscription

The tall, majestic, leafy trees in front of the door were once just a few small and inconspicuous seeds. Well-meaning people sow seeds on this fertile land and water it diligently. A few days later, the young green shoots broke through the loose soil and emerged from the ground. Slowly open your eyes, look at this colorful world on the first day, and feel the beauty of life, but life has just begun! God was kind and dropped drops of dew, nourishing the young shoots that were in desperate need of water to survive. A few days passed, and the young buds grew a few inches higher, and the few new leaf buds that grew out were tender and quite cute. The seedling was a little complacent. It felt that it would not take long before it would grow into a real big tree.

The sun has risen, but it seems that it has not yet given this little seedling some generous rewards. It planned to give the seedling a stronger vitality, so it cast its own warm sunshine on it and covered its dazzling green body with golden clothes. Xiaomiao felt that she was already loved by thousands of people, so she felt a little bit spoiled. It is lazy and no longer works hard for its goals. Feng Yu couldn't stand its kindness at first, and decided to teach it how to adapt to nature. In the middle of the night, a storm suddenly struck. Miaoer felt fear for the first time in her life.

It swayed involuntarily in the wind and rain, and almost broke its waist. It was really thrilling! Fortunately, it finally survived this difficult night, so it never dared to slack off! After countless winds, frosts, rains and snows, it finally grew into a big tree that could withstand wind and rain. Looking at its weather-beaten look, it seems to be telling you the laws of nature and the principles of growth that it has learned during its growth. It says: "Nature will not always smile at you. You must learn to face its unkindness." "One side of the world." Composition 7 with subtitle

Growth contains our joy and happiness, tears and hardships, sweat and hard work, the joy of success and the disappointment of failure. At different stages of growth, the color of growth will also be different.

——Inscription

At the age of five, the red ocean

The process from toddler to babbling is extremely joyful and joyful. I still remember that at that time, I had just turned five years old and was still an innocent and ignorant child.

That time was the season when pomegranates were ripe. I also have a pomegranate tree at home. At noon that day, the sun was as hot as a hot pot. Because I had to take a nap every day, my mother put me to sleep. After I fell asleep, my mother secretly went to enjoy the shade under the pomegranate tree. Then I turned over and found that my mother was not there, so I got out of bed and looked for my mother. I opened the back door and my mother was chatting with some neighbors. I walked to my mother and she said, "You woke up so soon. Do you want to eat pomegranates?" I nodded, and my mother picked one for me. Just when I was about to eat it, a brother next to me said that I should spit out the pomegranate seeds. Come out, otherwise pomegranate trees will grow in your belly. I took one bite and spit out the seeds one by one. The adults next to me didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I was a little angry, and the brother blew some bubbles to me to compensate. I was immersed in a sea of ??happiness that afternoon.

At that time, happiness was red and gorgeous.

When I was twelve years old, a sea of ??pink flowers

At that time, I was still a child who didn’t know my orientation. Every day I would go home from school, throw away my schoolbag, turn on the TV, and watch my favorite TV series with relish before turning it off reluctantly. I picked up my schoolbag again and did my homework absentmindedly. Once, I made an appointment with some friends to ride bicycles to an abandoned field near my home after school. The grass there was tall and the wild flowers were blooming. It was extremely beautiful. We jumped into the deserted fields to hide and seek and slept without any sense of worry. We were so crazy every day, immersed in joy and the world of flowers.

At that time, Carefree was pink and glamorous.

When I was fifteen, the blue bookstore

In the blink of an eye, everything has changed. And I have become more sensible and know my own orientation and efforts. In the classroom, every student is studying hard and striving to achieve their goals. I am not far behind. In addition to doing homework and reading, I do these two things every day. Although it is a bit hard, it is also very happy. The classrooms and dormitories are immersed in the scholarly atmosphere of the students' hard work and struggle.

At that time, struggle and hard work were blue and fluorescent.

Growth is full of our joys, sorrows and joys; growth is a flag floating in the bottom of our hearts. With the pace of growth, the colors are even more gorgeous. Composition with subtitle 8

Everyone will be hurt a lot when growing up, cry, be sad, and feel pain. Many things are only understood after experiencing them.

——Inscription

Some people say that growth is a winding path, with various scenery on both sides for us to enjoy; there are all kinds of People ask us to look carefully... Only after experiencing it can we choose the place we yearn for; some people say that growth is a part of the universe, and individual stars will collide inadvertently. Only by experiencing it can we know how to get along and be humble.

I believe that growth is a drawing paper that is longer than anything else. It describes the quarrels and fights between myself and my friends, and my most precious collection.

The drawing paper when I was three or four years old is the longest, and it is covered with mud, leaves, stones and things that I don’t know what happened now.

Walking through the mud path paved when we were three or four years old, we arrived at the kindergarten. The drawing paper was filled with crooked pinyin, addition and subtraction and the treasures we were looking for.

After passing the treasure map, we came to a place full of knowledge treasures. Although this drawing paper of working hard to learn writing, painting and music is not long, the books above are in the form of a ladder, and I am gradually improving. Occasionally, there will be one or two certificates, as well as cooperation with friends and some other things. Very funny pranks are all on this paper, as well as their own childish ideals.

The ladder of this book is still going up, with the fruits of your own labor reflected on both sides, encouraging yourself to move up. This is because you are confused in the ocean of knowledge, and you can go higher and pave the way with the help of your own test papers. , climbed another high wall, and finally became more understanding and cheerful than before. There were bottles of empty ink and empty pen refills piled on both sides. I used these things and my own sweat to build a ladder. Encourage yourself to come on and keep moving up. Viewed with an ordinary eye, this is a smelly and dirty picture, but viewed with the eyes of the soul, it is a picture full of childishness, fragrance, scholarly fragrance and sweat that surpasses any other work.

Its name is growth.

Growth, with fragrance all the way. Composition 9 with subtitle

I believe that growth teaches us not only tolerance and understanding, but also a belief that lets us know that withered flowers can be flowers, but they will never be spring. !

——Inscription

When I was a child, my parents straightened my steps with love; when I grew up, my friends warmed my steps with their smiles, leaving me with songs of joy along the way; when I became wise, I held my parents’ hands to compose my steps. .

Straighten your footsteps

Parents straighten your footsteps with love.

When I was in the third grade, I took the pen from my deskmate, and he accidentally knocked over my desk and crushed my feet. I knew that bruise was both a lesson and a testimony of baptism and love.

When I lived in the hospital, my parents always had a clear division of labor. My father went to buy food, and my mother watched me in the ward to give me medicine. They even beat me and scolded me. I was so ashamed that I told them everything before and after. I heard you say in unison: "I know."

My nose felt sour, "Sorry, I did something wrong." My mother hugged me into her arms. You said, it doesn't matter. I want to be an upright person in the future. Although we are poor, we must do things right and upright.

I suddenly felt that one end of my heart was filled with the word "integrity". After the scar healed, it still hurt when I walked out of bed, but I held my parents’ shoulders and watched them treat me like a child. My steps gradually became more stable and straight.

I understand that the steps must be upright and the heart must be upright.

Warm footsteps

I was defeated by my test results again. I couldn’t help but lie on the table and cry. My legs felt like a heavy weight of iron and I didn’t want to run. "What's wrong?" You walked up to me, "Don't hold it all in your heart, tell me." I still refused to speak, so you held my cold hand.

I finally couldn't help it, and I cried while holding you until my clothes were wet. You gently wiped away my tears with your little finger. You smiled and said: "You will be fifteen after your birthday, and we have grown up. Instead of crying, it is better to ride the wind and waves and catch up and surpass!"

Your smile is as soft as white clouds and has the warm taste of sunshine. When I received your encouraging smile on the runway, my footsteps became lighter because of the warmth from the bottom of my heart. I was measuring the pace of my growth.

My friends’ smiles warm the pace of my growth.

Leading footsteps

I saw my grandma at the vegetable market. I stubbornly took her vegetables, held her withered hand, and told jokes to tease her along the way. Grandma is getting older day by day, and I am growing up day by day. I want to hold her hand and compose the song of her footsteps.

Respecting the elderly is another step in growing up.

Step by step, I learned to be upright, became strong, and became filial to my family. When the light green garlic sprouts turn into emerald green, when I muster up the courage, when I wipe away my tears, when I learn to care, when I grow up. Composition with subtitle 10

It may only take a glimmer of light to enter a person's heart.

——Inscription

Some people are naturally slow-tempered and reserved. This may be due to her nature or her early upbringing. When we learn to understand each other more and examine each other's growth experience from a long-term perspective, we will have a deeper understanding of the idiom that everything happens for a reason.

I always felt that when I was young, I was sensitive, suspicious, and sometimes even seemed out of place. Of course, this has something to do with my natural personality, and more to do with my family environment when I was a child. When I was a child, my mother gave more love to my sister because she was physically disabled. I understood my mother in my heart, but the accumulation of little things every day gradually developed my character.

When I was in the sixth grade of elementary school, my mother sent me to a private middle school in the county. In my youth when I needed the company of my family the most, I learned to face the world alone. Because I was still young at that time, I secretly wiped my tears in bed every night when I was living in school. I wanted to go home. Facing an unfamiliar environment, I felt more insecure.

The head teacher is a newly graduated college student, and he has full expectations for the teaching profession. When he noticed that I was feeling a little down, he would often chat with me and talk about his concerns. I slowly opened my heart, and when I shared my troubles with my class teacher, my sadness seemed to ease a lot.

When I was growing up, my head teacher was a glimmer of light on my way forward, shining warmly on me. I also have more courage to face the world.

My heart slowly opened, and I became cheerful little by little. I have two good friends, one is named Xiao Pan and the other is Xiao Mei. They bring me a lot of happiness. Xiao Pan is a very happy girl, she smiles all day long. I am very happy with her. I feel like she is the happy side that is missing in my life. Xiaomei is a lively and active girl. The three of us stayed together all day long. We studied together and played together. A lot of happy time in the sixth grade was spent with them.

I returned to school during the summer vacation. Many buildings in the school were renovated. I looked over and over again along the places we often walked, and how I wanted to keep the time we walked together in my mind. The bakery we used to go to is still there, and the smell of bread is still so familiar. I came to the playground and sat on the stone bench next to it. At that time, the three of us used to sit here and watch the boys playing basketball. But now I'm alone.

These people I met when I was a child were a glimmer of light in my growth process, illuminating the path for my growth and progress.