Excellent composition sharing

In ordinary daily life, everyone has dealt with composition, which is a narrative way that people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following are the excellent compositions I have compiled and shared with you, hoping to help you.

1, the excellent composition shared, walked out of the door and bumped into the breeze, which was filled with the fresh breath of grass. It's really cool in the morning.

Forget all my troubles, forget everything and go to the seaside with a good mood. My only son visited my old friend.

Those humble pebbles were my first good friends to visit. Ah, pebbles, you are like a big sister. You have been on the shore for a long time! How many people did you let go by the sea without a complaint? When the waves are angry, they will roar; When the sea breeze is angry, it will blow wildly; When the sand is angry, it will form a sandstorm to attack, and it will last forever, only you will not change.

Near the sea, the fish called my name and the sea touched me. Every grain of sand can read my mind, every grain of sand is looking at me, and slowly it seems that I am also a grain of sand, on the ground, enjoying the sunshine bath and the moisture of the ocean.

Isn't that my friend at this seaside? I play with them. Wave, wave, are you challenging me by throwing seawater at me? Haisha, Haisha, you massaged our little feet so comfortably. Are you going to be a masseur? Fish, fish, you are so lively in the water. Will you become a good swimmer? Shell, shell, your gorgeous appearance, hard shell, unconsciously, beautiful melody rings in your ear again.

As the sun sets, the incomparably blue sea suddenly turns red, so bright and so luminous. I reluctantly said goodbye to them. I walked gently. Suddenly, I saw the moon rising. ...

The wind is blowing again, and my face is cold.

Time has told me how shallow and profound it is to express life with a pen. If I'm trapped, I can't go back.

Candlelight is not stingy at all. It gives me warmth and accompanies me through every lonely and cold night ... When cicadas sing, it's late summer and I'm fidgety and dry, and even my body is filled with hot air. My material world is rich and colorful, but my spiritual world is blank.

Books, pens, notebooks-I communicate with them every day. Am I happy? Maybe! This is an impressive achievement. Yesterday-I left one after another.

The running water of the stream is singing monotonous songs. Last year, the maple leaves were red again. Do I have a past? Childish, ignorant and ridiculous? I would rather have them than let the world weigh the weight on the spiritual balance.

Every day, every minute, every second, I am running, pursuing everything I want, but I can't keep up with the roar of the rails ... because my beauty is far less than Haizi lying on it, my body is cold, but my heart has a temperature, which will never be there again.

"Blow off the dust of homesickness, but can't blow off the lines on my forehead. Travel all over the world, just remember the door to go home ... "

The wind is rustling and blowing gently ... My days are floating in the wind. ...

At noon yesterday, I went online to the student log section to inquire about the news of the school. I saw that Hangbao, Xiaoguo, Yang Yang and Tingting got the first qualification to wear green scarves. While congratulating these children, I can't help wondering why Cong Cong didn't mention anything when he came home. He must have reported good news, but it was not bad news. If he is qualified, he will definitely go home and start broadcasting on the trumpet. To be honest, I was a little depressed at first, but I kept reminding myself to calm down and then calm down. I'm sure Congcong is not good enough in some aspects, and I'll let it go slowly. When I called home at night, Cong Cong was happy to tell me that he was qualified to wear the second batch of green scarves, and I was also very happy. In the evening, I went home and had a frank talk with Cong Cong. "Baby, congratulations on getting the second batch of green scarf qualification today, but why didn't you tell your mother yesterday that you didn't get the qualification?" "Mom, I feel very embarrassed, so I don't want to tell you. At the end of the selection yesterday, I went to the playground alone and cried silently. "

"I heard that you didn't elect yourself?" "Mom, I stood up, but then I sat down again, because I didn't think my PE was good enough, so I sat down again."

"Baby, you have the courage to stand up, you are honest and true. Mom wants to praise you. But you should also let me share your worries, ok? " Say that finish this sentence, hold Congcong in your arms.

The taste of childhood is bitter, spicy, sweet and salty.

On my tenth birthday, my mother took me to take an art photo as a souvenir. When we got there, we negotiated the price and went upstairs to make up and take pictures. First, I took a suit. I went to change clothes, and I felt an indescribable excitement. I put on makeup. I looked at myself in the mirror and slowly changed and became happy. Because I think it's nice to take pictures of ancient costumes. But it hurts a little when I tie my hair. But I thought to myself: beauty always comes at a price. After painting makeup. We went up a storey still higher. I took off my shoes and stood in the picture, holding a fan and covering my chin. Light with one foot. So we all took some photos and went downstairs again. Because I want to change a suit.

I changed another pair of jeans, menstruation said. They are for adults, but I should be able to wear them. So I took it off. She also said it was more like a hot girl. I took off all the headdresses in my costume and changed my hairstyle. When it changes. We went upstairs again. I cross my legs and lie on the soft chair, holding a magazine in my hand, pretending to be reading carefully. Then put the elbow of one hand on the back of the soft sofa, cross your feet and put the other hand on your waist. I took some other sports jeans. I feel very shy when shooting jeans. Because the clothes are open and unbuttoned, it is likely to reveal my private parts. . So I was embarrassed when I was filming. ...

Have you ever had the same experience as me?

Excellent composition sharing 5 If the melody in spring is brisk; If the summer melody is monotonous; If the winter melody is low, then the autumn melody is a duet.

Early autumn is hot, which is a continuation of summer. The diabolical sun seems to be unwilling to leave, and it is scorched by sunshine hotter than midsummer.

Touching people's hair, stones are also smoked by the sun, and sweat as big as beans rolls down people's heads. Metal products are so hot that the earth becomes a big oven, and people are bread in the oven.

Mid-Autumn Festival is a time of joy and reunion. The golden wheat field turned into an ocean of joy. Huge combine harvester, gulping "drinking water", at sunset, people after work are sweating profusely, complaining that they are too tired, but their faces are obviously filled with smiles. People on Mid-Autumn Festival are happiest. Whether it's relatives thousands of miles apart or children in a foreign land, they will come from all over the country and get together. At this time, more people's eyes are filled with tears of joy, reunion and laughter.

It is cold in late autumn. Golden or flaming leaves fall from the tree, and as soon as they fall to the ground, they are blown up by the wind, repeatedly and never stop. The weather is getting colder and colder, people wear more and more, and go out less and less. It is winter that greets people immediately. The leaves have fallen and the trees are bald; The weather is cold and windy; Only that A Man Called Autumn Flower is in full bloom.

When I walked out of the hotel, I ran into the sea breeze, which smelled salty. Good morning, how comfortable!

With small steps, humming a ditty, no car, no gift, I took a shortcut, with a good mood and deep thoughts, and went to visit my good friend alone.

Na Pianhai is an old friend I want to visit most. Hi! The sea, like an unfathomable spirit, no one knows what treasures, monsters and mermaids are in your belly ... only you know best!

Walking into this sea, the fish called my name, and the shrimp exchanged eyes with me. Every octopus is my bosom friend. They bring me endless friendship, and every octopus is watching me.

Everything by the sea. Isn't that my friend? I greeted them eagerly: hello, claw-free crab! Are you inviting me to compete with you by waving two doors? Hello, naughty waves! Do you want me to slap my feet and play with you? Hello, soft jellyfish! Are you gently going upstream and showing me your gentle dance? Hello, beautiful starfish! Are you whispering to me when your tentacles keep sucking? Hello, free seagull! Are you glad that you finally found something to eat?

Holding a handful of fine sand, I smell the fragrance of nature; Picking up a piece of seaweed, I saw the living environment of my friends under the sea ... Unconsciously, the sun quietly embedded in the sky, and I should go back. I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to my friends at the seaside, bringing back their enthusiasm and good mood, as well as sunshine all the way. ...

When I walked out of the gate, I bumped into a flower. There is a cool wind among the flowers.

Get on the bus, without any gifts, with excitement, and set foot on the road to visit old friends at the seaside.

That beach is the first old friend I want to visit. Ah! Soft beach, how broad your heart is, let many tourists play in your body. You are in this land, looking up at the blue sky, white clouds and birds. Time flies, the waves are rough, the waves come and go, and only you remain the same.

Walking into the shallow sea, fish and shrimp performed a wonderful dance for me. Every aquatic plant is my sincere friend. I stood next to a water plant, swaying with the waves, and slowly, I seemed to become a water plant, with my feet turned into roots, my legs into stems and my body into leaves.

Everything in this water, which is not my friend? I greeted them warmly: hello, lovely little fish! You swim so fast. Do you have time to teach me? Hello, little sand! You have many brothers. Did you invite me to join the choir? Hello, swaying kelp, your graceful posture is really great! Hello, exquisite little scallop! Will you open your mouth and let me recite a poem with you? hello ...

Suddenly it was cloudy, like thousands of heavenly soldiers who would cover the sky with cloaks. It rained and I went ashore. The leaves above my head are like umbrellas to me.

The rain stopped and flocks of seagulls swept across the sky. I should go home. I waved my hand gently, bid farewell to my friends in the sea, and brought back the moonlight with a cool wind.

As soon as I got off the bus, I ran into the sea breeze, which smelled like Miss Shell's perfume. What a refreshing morning!

I don't drive, I don't bring worldly things, and I visit my good friends with a happy mood.

This golden beach is my first friend to visit. Grandma Tan, have you been lying on this sea for hundreds of years? Why another wound? Hey, grandma beach, let me help you! This is the most selfless friend. She made everyone proud, lying down and being trampled and "beaten" by everyone. In pain, she changed from a beautiful girl named "Wu Zetian" when her servants were young to a wrinkled grandmother. I asked her if she regretted it. She told me that the mountain has no edges, and the world is close, and I dare to repent. ...

Sister Lang is the second, oh no, the most naughty friend I visited. I have met everyone in the Bo family except her. So I lay down comfortably. Suddenly, a cold and familiar feeling spread all over my body. Ah, Sister Lang! Your crystal clear face, with decorative shell "bow" and kelp "hair band", is really as beautiful as beauty and as gorgeous as Yang Guifei! Sister Wolf shyly left me a kiss and ran away with a smile. Give me a feeling of "bright water and bright sunshine".

Of all things in this sea, which one is not my bosom friend? I warmly greeted them: Hello, Miss Spray, you are dressed so enchanting. Do you want me to take a picture of you? Hello, aunt kelp, are you going to the market again? Hey, Zibei, are you going to bask in the sun again today? Hello, Mr. Hebei, are you going to find Miss Hebei? Hello, uncle baby, do you want to surf?

It's getting late, a group of returning birds pass by the sky, and red clouds sing to me. Instead, I went home and peeked at the sunset. Goodbye!

At noon today, my mother will make a cake for us to eat. Making cakes is more troublesome. You have to buy flour and materials for making cakes. You must knead the dough and chop the stuffing. You have to wrap all the chopped fillings in dough, then roll them into round cakes and bake them in a pan.

The materials used by my mother to make cake stuffing are different from those bought outside. The cakes bought outside are as simple as those bought outside, such as cold rice cakes, potato cakes, dried vegetable cakes, meat pies and scallion cakes. Mother's cake is rich in fillings. She will chop up many things and mix them together, including meat, tofu, eggs, dried shrimps, rice, pickles, leeks and so on. She will also mix some lard and soy sauce with the stuffing, and add some salt and sugar.

Because my mother thinks it is more troublesome to make cakes, she seldom makes cakes at ordinary times; Because cakes are rarely made, they are made with great care every time; Because it is cooked with great care, it is especially delicious every time, and we will cook more so that we can eat enough.

My mother made eight at noon today, and after assigning tasks to each of us, she added two more. Mom said, "The cake tastes good when it is hot, but it doesn't taste good when it is cold." I quickly said, "Then let's share the remaining two cakes with others." Mom said, "All right." So I gave this hot cake and the other one to Jiang, because I am classmates with them and live in the same neighborhood, so I am a close neighbor.

After delivering the cake, I went home to continue eating. I feel that the cake at noon is particularly delicious. The more I eat, the more delicious they are. They are more delicious than any other delicacies at any time, because I still have another fragrance-the fragrance of sharing happiness!

10 cloud is a natural physical phenomenon. In the blue sky, they stretch their beautiful posture to the fullest, some like clusters of white feathers, some like wisps of faint filaments, sometimes inlaid with silver scales and sometimes dotted with clouds of white cotton. I like to see clouds, and I like to see the ever-changing shapes of clouds.

I often look up at the sky and see the changes of clouds. Sometimes, I think the cloud has emotional changes, joys and sorrows, just like us humans.

When it is quiet, it is like a shy lady, gentle and reserved, bathed in warm sunshine and thinking quietly; When it is happy, it jumps happily like a child and swims freely between awnings in the wind. It gets angry, too. When it is angry, its perineum usually looks calm, making the world gloomy. At this time, I often think, who accidentally angered the beautiful clouds? Just when I was wondering, the impatient cloud suddenly burst into tears, which should be its most wronged tears, so anxious, so sad and so heartbroken.

I like to see colorful clothes with the most beautiful clouds, usually in summer, when it smiles through tears. Clouds dragged colorful dresses and set up a colorful rainbow bridge. I guess his father or his mother must have bought him his favorite ice cream. Because, every time I get angry, my parents usually coax me with my favorite food.

Guess what? Nature has many wonderful sounds. As long as you listen attentively and look carefully, you will find its beauty! I like watching clouds and feeling the beautiful scenery endowed by nature!

Excellent composition sharing 1 1 Eat a good dinner, go out of the house and bump into the sea breeze, which is full of the familiar smell of the sea, oh! What a pleasant evening!

I didn't ride a bike, didn't invite my partner, and didn't bring any gifts. I went to visit my friends along the seaside path alone, and I was in a good mood.

Look! The boulder along the coast was my first old friend to visit. Ah, reef, have you stood on the coast like a respected old man for thousands of years? How many turbulent waves have you stopped, guarding our land and people day and night; You hold your head high, looking at the fishing boat with a full load, Dai Yue wearing stars, the years are long, the waves are shining, the bubbles are gathering and dispersing, and only you are still there.

Walking along the beach, seagulls call my name, and the waves exchange eyes with me. Every grain of sand is my bosom friend, and they bring boundless golden light head on. I can't help lying on this soft beach, quietly, as if I were a grain of sand. Every grain of sand is touching me, telling me that they have been washed by wind and rain, which is the witness of a long time.

I picked up a shell and held it in my hand. I touched the mystery of nature. I caught a crab and saw the miracle of life. Oh! Isn't this the grace given to us by heaven and earth?

I wandered leisurely, infatuated, until the sunset kissed the sea and the seagulls' songs brought my heart back. I should go home. I waved my hand gently, bid farewell to my friends at the seaside, and brought back a good mood, good memories and sunset glow all the way.

Excellent composition 12 sharing. When I walked out of the gate, I met the sunshine. The warm sunshine shone on me, and my nervous mood was relieved. I really like this feeling! The grass around me is waving to me happily, the flowers on the tree are blooming their most beautiful smiles, and the birds are singing cheerful songs in the sky. How happy!

With a good mood, I went to the seaside to visit my friends. Na Pianhai was the first friend I visited. Ah, mother sea, have you lived here for many years? How many people have you brought joy to? They are playing in your arms. You smiled and watched them play, still as kind as before.

At the seaside, I sat beside the grass, quietly, as if I were a grass, swinging my body, blowing the sea breeze, greeting the grass around me and telling the story of my personal experience together ... which one is not my friend at this seaside? I greeted them eagerly: hello, great ship! Are you sailing at sea to add vitality to the sea? Hello, Golden Beach! Is it a kind of respect for people that you spread the golden carpet? Hello, strong reef! The waves are beating against your body, and the hole in your body makes me feel sad for you. Won't it hurt Hello, fish in the water! Your twisted figure makes you more naughty. Hey! Naughty waves! Are you tickling me by covering my little feet?

Picking up a handful of sand, I saw what happened to them over the years; Holding a sea of water, I felt the coolness of the water.

Suddenly, a breeze blew and I was stunned. Oh, I should go home. Reluctant to see friends at the seaside, bring back a good mood and a refreshing sea breeze.

Excellent composition sharing 13 In class today, Teacher Zhang smiled and said to us: Shall we play games in this class? We asked in unison: What game? Teacher Zhang said mysteriously: You will know later. The students immediately speculated noisily, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I was, and the more I thought about it, the more I expected it.

Teacher Zhang sent a small note to each of us. I felt very strange and thought: What's so funny about a piece of paper? At this time, Teacher Zhang has divided us into three groups and asked the first group to write a person's name casually (it can also be the name of an cartoon, an animal or a real person). Where is the second group written (the more bizarre this place is, the better), and what is the third group written?

After writing, I also chose a group leader from each group to go to the podium, and randomly selected one from three piles of notes to form a sentence pattern of who did what where. When a tour leader read: Altman bathed in sails. At that time, the students burst into laughter. In the laughter, the leader of the two groups read: Yang Xin is putting on makeup in the toilet.

At this time, there was laughter in the classroom, and some students were in tears. Some students laughed and cried, while others pointed at Yang Xin and laughed too hard to speak. This game is not only interesting, but also makes us understand that the language should not be misplaced when writing, otherwise it will make a joke.

On the second Wednesday of school, something unexpected happened. That morning, my head was dizzy and I couldn't get up. My mother touched my head and felt very hot. She took my temperature with a thermometer and said to me with a particularly serious expression: "I don't have to go to school today, 39.8, I will go to He Laoshi to ask for leave!" I cried, because all I taught these days were new lessons and new contents.

Under the careful care of my mother, I am getting better and better, and it is the beginning of a week. I can't wait for my mother to take me to school. When I got to the classroom, I froze. There is a thick stack of exercise books and exercise books on my desk, which I have to finish but have not finished. Just when I was at a loss, my classmate Wang Yue came to my side. She smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you." . I'm relieved. She unhurriedly took out her Chinese book, helped me mark words in the blank book, explained the meaning of words, showed me excerpts from class, told me to distinguish new words and told me not to write typos. She took out her math book again, just in time to study graphics. She took out a ruler and a triangular ruler, drew me a picture in my draft book, drew me a rectangle and a square, taught me to calculate the perimeter and area of the two kinds of figures respectively, and told me the calculation formula. Especially in English, she read the words to me again and again until I could pronounce them correctly, translated the words for me, and let me read the text again and again ... With the help and encouragement of my classmates, I quickly finished all kinds of homework and exercise books that I left behind.

Wang Yue's helpful spirit, like a warm current, suddenly flowed into my heart. I think the friendship between classmates is really great. She can make people progress and make people happy.

Excellent composition of sharing 15 Knowing how to share happiness will be doubled, sharing pain will be halved, sharing will make us happy, and sharing will make us gain friendship.

Although sharing will make us lose half of the material, it will make us gain the spirit of the other half, so that we will no longer be lonely, because it will make us find an unforgettable friend.

I still remember when I was in primary school, although I had a few friends, I didn't know how to share them. Because I was selfish in primary school and didn't know how to share them with my friends, I didn't get real friendship even though I had material things. At that time, I was very empty.

It is because of my selfishness that my primary school is empty and has no fun. When I was in middle school, I began to realize this. I began to learn to share with my classmates, gain together, be happy together and suffer together. Slowly, I began to harvest friendship. After I shared it, I realized that sharing is sweet, happy and happy. It is because of sharing that my study has changed from boring to single.

Let's know how to share, let's share happiness with friends, let them be happy with us, share pain with them, let them give us some comfort, help us share some pain, share troubles with friends, let them help us make suggestions and gain friendship, let us start with sharing, let them help us solve problems, let us gain sincere friendship, and let us learn to share when we grow up.