Biaoyu composition

In daily study, work and life, many people have written compositions. With the help of prose, people can reflect objective things, express their thoughts and feelings and transmit knowledge and information. How to write a good composition? The following is a collection of desk book compositions I collected for you. Welcome to share.

Two black lines with the same thickness in the table and indoor composition 1 are placed on a black-and-white background and immediately become one thick and one thin; Two stars with different volumes, standing on the earth, immediately become the same size. Appearance and inner, appearance and truth may be worlds apart.

In Notre Dame, quasimodo is ugly, but he has a kind heart. The priest looks glamorous, as if he can devote himself to saving the world at any time, but in fact he is a mean person who is greedy for beauty and unscrupulous.

Ruan Ji, one of the seven sages of bamboo forest, is an ugly and dissolute alcoholic on the surface; On the surface, Liu Yong, who is fooling around in the fireworks lane, is a handsome but poor constantly chauffeured; On the surface, Yuan Shao, who lives in four states, is a refined and wise general.

But after the precipitation of time, we know Ruan Ji's innovative use of five-character poems; Liu Yong enriched and improved the tone of Song Ci. Yuan Shao, who was indecisive and arrogant, lost Guandu and never recovered.

Appearance and interior seem to be two completely different concepts. As one in appearance, as fresh as one, with honey in mouth and swords all over the world. So, are they really indistinguishable?

Sure! That is, two thin lines are observed by naked eyes, and they are still two lines with the same thickness under the measurement of the scale; Even if the two stars are bright and the same size, their volume differences are obvious in theoretical calculation under astronomical observation instruments.

Quasimodo and his beloved * * * went to the grave, which is not a good ending; Claude didn't get what he wanted in the end, but ended his life.

Ruan Ji and Liu Yongqing left their names in history, which we still remember. Yuan Benchu's failure has taught many people a lesson.

Time can naturally cut off the mask of human nature, but it is too far away, then, only the human heart.

Chen Ya has a tolerant heart and firmly believes that "the nature is good at the beginning of life", and he finally influenced the gentleman on the beam; In Send a Moon, the Zen master put his only coat on the thief who broke into the house and finally influenced the thief.

A pure heart, like clear spring water, washes away the hard or soft mask makeup on people's faces. Similarly, the eyes of the new soul can brush away the dust of history with eyelashes, see through the chapters of the years with pupils, and see through camouflage with clues.

The surface is only a virtual image, but the heart is real. The heart is beautiful, everything is beautiful, the environment is bright, and thousands of miles are bright.

Time flies, and vegetarian food is fleeting. From babies to adults, our expression packs are rich and colorful, including joy after success, unwillingness after failure, hiding tears when I don't give up, skipping the incredible collapse ... In my expression pack, there is only no loss.

The sun is shining and the trees are mottled. On the sports field, a girl with short hair is desperately practicing long jump. Sweat swept across her forehead, and the morning glow filled her cheeks. Heavy breathing mixed with a little stubbornness, constantly swallowed by the air, but she was unmoved, as if she had become a robot. What made her work so hard?

It's failure, it's ridicule.

In the morning, she had a physical education test at school, and her results were not satisfactory. The ridicule of the boys flooded in, and the forceful words of the PE teacher echoed in her ear: "You can't jump more than two meters!" " So vowed that the resistance she built suddenly collapsed. But she knows that loss and tears are useless, and at most she wins sympathy, which she doesn't need. So, after school, she practices here, and she wants them to know that she can do it!

This girl, it's me

In life, setbacks and failures often occur. If you spend all your time on losses, you will encourage failure. Instead, why not choose to work hard? Why not delete "if" and say "next time"? Why don't you believe that one day I will ride the wind and waves? When you sigh, others have already started running, while you are still disappointed, someone has reached the end. The door of the night is pushed open by the stars; Tough doors are pushed open by night; The door to success is pushed open with perseverance. Failure is a stumbling block to success. You can choose to discard it or keep it. How to choose is up to you.

On the way of growing up, I lost the disappointment in my expression bag, carried my dream bag, kept running and kept choosing. ...

I came across this sentence-"Crying is not necessarily cowardice, sometimes it may be too long". Sometimes, I want to cry, but there are no tears in the expression pack.

When I was a child, no one wanted to make friends with me because of the scar on my arm. I often sit alone in my chair, watching them play happily, and I feel a little sad.

Finally, I spent it in kindergarten and came to primary school. When I was in primary school, I had my first friend, Shanshan, and the first question followed. "ah! Do you want to make friends with her? Look at her arm. How horrible is it? Our arms are slipping, look at her again! " "Ha ha ....." The boys would have laughed, and only Shanshan defended me. I looked down, tears were rolling in my eyes, and I took them back cruelly, because I knew that if I cried, they would laugh more happily.

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, I graduated from primary school and became a junior high school student. Life in junior high school is dull and full, with happiness and sadness. That sports meeting made me gain trust and friendship. I also participated in the women's 4× 300m relay in the sports meeting, and we made our best to enter the final.

Looking at class after class of sports students, we never give up and cheer together, but when I was in the last 50 meters, I had no strength and was about to surpass the third place. Wenya shouted, "He Ying Si! You can do it! Come on! " Hearing this, I gathered all my strength and ran to the finish line. Because there are my dreams, my friends and everything to me! "second place! Yeah! " Everyone laughed. Four people have tears in their eyes, but the corners of their mouths are rising. The harvest after hard work and mutual encouragement are worthy of my eternal treasure.

Running all the way forward, I didn't cry, I learned to be strong, I learned to be stubborn, I learned to miss, I remembered the agreement, and I gained friendship. ...

Loneliness is actually a kind of growth, which allows you to walk out of the fog in quiet thinking; Being busy is actually a kind of happiness, which makes you have no time to stop and cry; Friendship is actually an encouragement to keep you working hard. ...

Life can't be all right, but fortunately there are no tears in my expression pack.

Life is in a hurry, and who has never thought about giving up in this life, and finally walked down step by step, just like today's online saying, "Choose yourself and walk on your knees."

Since childhood, parents and teachers have told us not to give up halfway, and my father always sets an example and does things to the end. My mother said it was stubborn, and my brother said it was speechless.

I have painting class every Saturday and Sunday, and the time is eight o'clock in the morning. I haven't slept until ten o'clock for a long time.

I am a family that has difficulty getting up, especially now it is cold and I can't remember. I don't want to leave the warm bed, so I want to; Why don't you make up lessons in the afternoon?

Whenever this time, there will always be a voice hovering in my mind; Similarly, other students also have classes, even earlier than me. Why can others insist and I can't? This will has been pushing me, yes, I didn't give up, I persisted.

Because of this persistence, my painter is also very effective.

God won't close one door, but he will open another. How can we know the result without hard work? Only losers give up early.

I didn't give up in the expression pack.

Composition 5 "Stop!" A traffic police uncle blocked my way. "Please wait until the traffic lights turn green before crossing the road!" "I looked up, and he was serious with a straight face and a frown. I have to stop and think: the traffic lights will turn green in a few seconds. Besides, there are so many people crossing the street "in advance", why are you arresting me?

Suddenly, a car turned right in the wind and almost hit a man who was about to cross the road. I was scared out in a cold sweat. Since then, the stiff face of the traffic police uncle has been deeply branded in my heart.

After this stumbling day, I finally learned to ride a bike, and I rode confidently on the road. When I was crossing the intersection, I only heard a creak. The bike seems to be a naughty boy with a bad temper, stopping in the middle of the road. It's over, it's over, the traffic lights are going to turn red, and this bike really fell off the chain at the critical moment! On a hot day, I'm sweating!

"What's the matter, little friend?" I saw a traffic police uncle running towards me. When I looked intently, it turned out to be the uncle of the traffic police with a straight face. What a narrow road!

I said helplessly, "I can't ride my bike!" "

The traffic police uncle picked up his bike and took me to the traffic police booth. I saw him quickly help me repair the bicycle chain and lower the seat to make it easier for me to ride. Although he still keeps a straight face, at this moment, my heart is warm.

There seems to be spring in that serious expression, and a breeze gently blows my face, bringing me infinite warmth.

Persistence is victory! For many years, this sentence has been supporting me to get out of the predicament step by step and let me move from once decadent to bright. I never give up easily. I didn't give up in my expression pack!

"A, B, C ..." I stared absently at the English book and turned my pen absently. Although I read with the teacher's beat, my heart has completely flown to the playground. English class is the only course I hate. I spent forty minutes reading strange letters and whispering blankly. The feeling of not understanding makes me very painful.

This state lasted until the fifth grade. In the same class, I was still absent-minded, and the teacher's sudden call broke the deadlock. "Zhang Shiying, come and interact with me!" "I stood up in a daze, listening to the teacher's fluent spoken English. I can't help but look around blankly and find that everyone's eyes are all looking at me uniformly. Some students are still smiling. I was embarrassed and just stood there. ...

After that class, I suddenly realized that if I don't work hard, my title of "good student" will be gone. At the moment I wanted to understand, I turned all my grievances into motivation for learning.

"A, B, C ..." There was only the teacher and me in the huge classroom, without my classmates and my fidgety heart. It seemed that I had returned to my first English class in Grade Three, which was my first contact with English. Open the English book I have scribbled at random, and the traces of graffiti have cleverly separated the articles. If I had known today, why should I have! I thought, I regret it.

After all, it is the fifth grade, so it is difficult to pick up English again. You can't rest until eleven o'clock every night. I thought about giving up, but I didn't. Because I never give up learning anything, I will feel tired, but I just can't give up! I brought my perseverance to English learning, getting up early every day, being greedy for black, spelling naturally ... In my constant honing, my English is getting better and better, and my grades have never dropped!

Persistence is victory! This sentence, which I have always kept in mind, has brought me pain and sadness, but in the end, I will get a hard-won success. I didn't give up in the expression pack.

The desk and composition inside 7 The afternoon sunshine filled the windowsill, sat down slowly, opened a collection of essays, looked at the golden house in that book and looked at Yan Ruyu in that book. The strokes of Chinese characters spread out in the book, as if I had stretched myself in this leisurely afternoon. What a pleasant afternoon and wonderful Chinese characters.

This kind of beauty is actually everywhere. Walking into the track of history, you will find that Chinese characters have been hidden in the mouths and hearts of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor since the creation of characters in Cangjie. Qin Shihuang's Tongwen Lu further promoted the Chinese character culture, and the appearance of official script made Chinese characters more attractive to the Chinese nation. China's ink painting is the first thing that comes to mind when you come to a scenic spot with clouds and mountains and water. Clouds are changeable, sometimes thick and sometimes thin. Besides thick and light, beautiful and elegant ink painting, what else can be painted better?

But now people no longer attach importance to Chinese characters. I would rather say "I'm sorry" absently than look the other person in the eye and say "I'm sorry" sincerely; I would rather paint a blue sky with heavy oil paints than dye a white cloud on rice paper with white pigments mixed with ink and wash. China's cultural heritage is slowly losing, the sound of reading in Chinese classes is getting less and less, people can't understand classical Chinese, and more and more people in China don't know Chinese characters. The traditional Guqin art in China is slowly disappearing, and the China culture left over from the legendary era is also slowly disappearing. There are also some people who use China's traditional culture as a shield. Mahjong players say I'm not gambling, but promoting the quintessence of China. The drunk driver said I didn't drink but passed on the wine culture. But the Great Wall of Wan Li, which we built from Qin Shihuang, collapsed one after another in the course of "visiting here" ... Is this still the traditional culture of China?

Now, how many people will pick up the brush, put down the inkstone, dip it in thick black ink and write a few dragon-like brush characters smartly? From now on, let's cherish China culture and Chinese characters with "Chinese flavor".

The most treacherous person in the world.

The most duplicitous man in the world is definitely my dad!

When I got home, my father "frowned" and took my third report card, and then slammed it on the table. Although it's just the sound of a piece of paper running into the desktop, it's enough to make me feel like I'm standing in the ice and snow, not to mention my father's roar: "Why did you only get the third place in the exam?" Don't think that you can sit back and relax by coming in third. You must make sure that you are the first every time, and then you can be admitted to a foreign language ... "

Outside, he happily showed off around his friends, as if he had won a billion-dollar prize: "There are more than 80 people in the class, and my girl came third in the class this time, and people say that the foreign language exam is fine ..." Hearing his friends envy him having a daughter like me, my father is as proud as being the "president of the world".

When I got home, my father pointed to my DIY plaster painting "heartache". He frowned as if he had drunk Chinese medicine that was hard to swallow: "Liu Qianli! What can I say about you? Play with things and get tired of it! Play with things and get tired of it! With you this wench so love to make these useless gadgets, see which middle school dare to you ... "

His colleagues came to my house and praised me by pointing to my plaster painting. Dad proudly said, "My girl drew it herself!" "Liu, your daughter's hands are really clever, unlike our naughty children ... and I heard that your daughter is still studying very well!" Listening to these words, dad looked intoxicated, like a drinker, enjoying a thousand years of good wine.

When I got home, my father lost his temper with me, and I was inspired to be the most housewife in the Guinness Book of World Records: "Liu Qianli, you just stay at home all day, don't forget that you failed in sports! Be careful that you are as fat as a pig, and no one wants it when you grow up! " I muttered discontentedly, "Your daughter-I'm not fat at all! Still thin ... ""Hey, don't you dare talk back to me ... "

Outside, my aunt complained that my cousin went out to play all day, and all the books at home had bad ideas, but he didn't read them once, and his pocket money was spent quickly. My aunt asked my father about me. After a few courtesies, he began to "brag": "Our ex-wife Li is a good girl and never goes out to run wild. We all read books at home. She never spends pocket money ... "

Oh, now I know that my father is not only "the most duplicitous man in the world", but also the man who loves me the most in the world.

Today is Saturday, and my mother took me to the zoo to play.

As soon as I entered the zoo, I saw monkeys, then little black bears, peacocks and wolves ... I followed my mother to the place where sea lions performed. This is a circular stand with a square pool in the middle. The staff were cleaning, and my mother and I found the best seat to sit down. Then the music started and the little sea lion appeared. I saw it waddling onto the stage, just like a little penguin. Its body is dark and bright, its head is very small, and there are some playful beards next to its sharp mouth. Black eyes and bright nose are really cute. By this time, the stands were full of people, and then the little sea lion began to perform for us.

I saw the little sea lion enter the water under the command of the animal trainer. The coach threw the frisbee to the water. The little sea lion immediately came out of the water and bit the frisbee, and then threw it hard into the pool. The wonderful performance of the little sea lion won everyone's applause The trainer took out a small fish and gave it to the little sea lion as a reward. Next, the little sea lion performed a header for us, and a ball hung in the middle of the pool. At this time, the little sea lion jumped out of the water to resist the ball, and the waves stirred up splashed all over us, cool and smelly. I can't help cheering. The performance of the little sea lion is really wonderful.

This is the little sea lion stage. It is the best performer in the zoo. Children, let's clap!

Table and Composition 10 There is a calligraphy competition in the county every year, which is held by the county cultural center.

This year's calligraphy contest was also held as scheduled. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn is crisp. In this harvest season, people actively sign up for it. County magistrate Wang is a calligraphy lover, born in a calligraphy family, and a scholar who is good at Europe, Yan and Liu Ti. He also signed up for the competition.

The long-awaited calligraphy contest finally started today. Mr. Liu, a member of the cultural center, used a thick pen to write freely on white paper, which was vigorous and powerful, and his strokes were patchy. Mr. Zhao Xu holds a cigarette in one hand and a brush in the other. The brush flows freely on the paper and waves vigorously. Jing Li, who is in his twenties, is a cutting edge. She is the only female player with delicate and tactful words. The scene was crowded with people. Some audiences talked quietly in groups of three or five, some people thought quietly alone, and some people watched carefully beside the works ... Only the county magistrate Wang wrote four big characters on the white paper: indifferent.

In the afternoon, an award ceremony was held. County magistrate Wang delivered a speech first, and then curator Liu began to read out the list of winners: "Third Prize Winner: Sir." Sitting next to the king county magistrate's face turned from sunny to cloudy, and suddenly sank, and immediately the curator Liu's face oozed with sweat. People looked at him strangely, sweating like rain in this autumn. Director Liu then read: "the second prize winner, sir." The king county magistrate's face sank even more. Director Liu rolled a bucket of sweat on his forehead and his voice trembled. county

The long secretary motioned to him. Director Liu handed the manuscript to the deputy director, and people looked at him strangely. Director Liu smiled awkwardly and said, "Go to the toilet, go to the toilet." He went backstage with the county magistrate. The deputy curator then read out: "The first prize winner, Mr. Liu." The audience responded with thunderous applause. At this time, curator Liu went to the award stage and said loudly with a microphone: "The winner of the grand prize, the county magistrate Wang XX." Sporadic applause rang out at the scene. The county magistrate Wang was all smiles, chanting, "When ugly, when ugly." Curator Liu smiled like a flower, and his eyes narrowed.

Since then, most of the calligraphy works have been bought, and only Wang County's works have been hung on the wall of the cultural center with the inscription: Grand Prize Calligraphy Works. Liu, the curator, often stood in front to admire and boasted to everyone: "This work is good! See the strength, see the turning point ... "

The composition of tables and rooms 1 1 is very funny in my family. Sometimes their sudden or habitual actions can make me laugh crazy. In my family, parents also have words and habitual actions.

Let's talk about dad first! His oral language is: Do you know! When I don't know the answer to the question and ask him, he always puts his hand behind his back, pretends to be a scholar, walks around the room and says with a smile, "It's just ... it's that simple, you ... you know?" Dad's habitual action is pacing back and forth. His pace is interesting. Every time he walks back and forth because he teases me or can't think of a problem, he always makes his mother watching TV laugh and cry. I watched them argue, but I laughed at them. When my father talks to me, his posture and attitude are completely different from when my mother talks. When my father talks to me, he always puts on his father's airs and is very arrogant. And my attitude towards my mother is clever and clever. He was afraid to answer his mother. Even if mom is wrong, dad won't refute it.

In recent years, I have summed up a character for my father-humor, which I like very much and hope to keep.

Form and composition 12 I met a teacher at an important stage in my primary school. He is a class teacher who is duplicitous. The exam teachers who teach grade 6 admire him very much.

Although he is a teacher, you can see that his small eyes are bright, his nose is high, his eyebrows are thin, and the most peculiar thing is his beard, which is two or three centimeters long and has a small scar on his face. Because of this, the students made a joke: 100% people will not think of him as a teacher, but will regard him as a bad person. He's not angry. Teacher, he doesn't wear a suit very much, but a shirt, a T-shirt and so on.

The students in our class have a lot of comments on him, and they also have personal hobbies.

1. Fierce

Our class is the worst. Fighting, swearing, skipping classes, stealing. Even the headmaster can't control us. You can get rid of seven or eight teachers in one semester. But when Mr. Wang comes, let's get to the point first, then show off, and then stick on our head teacher's clothes. Even the headmaster was shocked and praised our class in front of the whole school.

humorous

Every time he gives a lecture, there will be laughter in our class. You guessed right. This is him telling a joke to our class.

3. Integrate into our class

He told us that he is more than ten years older than us, and we don't need to regard him as a teacher outside. Once. I am walking home. He let a classmate who lives far away from home get on his car and he took us home. (On the road)

This is my duplicitous class teacher.

The road ahead is long, and we always grow up in challenges. Maybe we will encounter many things, which will make us have colorful expression packs, such as laughing, crying and grievances ... but the only thing is that giving up is not in my expression pack.

Once, my father and brother and I went climbing. When I stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, I saw the mountain peak soaring into the sky. My feet kept jumping, and even my younger brother, who said he was brave a second ago, was scared. Dad said, "Come on, let's climb up." I stammered, "I ... dare not." "What's wrong with this? Don't look up first, look down first. " Dad said. I did it according to my father's method and the effect was much better. After a while, we climbed halfway up the mountain, but as the mountain got higher and higher, the mountain road became steeper and steeper. I'm really afraid that the stones under my feet will suddenly sink and people will fall with them. I can't help shuddering at the thought. My younger brother seemed even more afraid and held my hand tightly. I suddenly want to give up. I said to my father, "Dad, go up. I am waiting for you here. " Dad was about to speak when his brother beat him to it. "Elder sister, I am here with you. Dad, go up by yourself. " Dad said earnestly, "We can't give up halfway, and climbing mountains is the same." After that, my father pointed to an old man. "Look, although the old man is over 60 years old, doesn't he want to climb up?" We looked in the direction of dad's finger. The old man was wearing a white hat and sportswear, and sweat was already running down his cheeks. "You see, an old man can do it, why can't you?" A word awakened the dreamer, and I got up the courage to climb to the top of the mountain. My brother made a face and was ready to leave. Dad said, "Go!" One by one, we moved on. At this point, I feel that my lead-filled feet are no longer heavy, and the wind blowing over my face is more comfortable ... It's a lot of trouble, and we finally climbed to the top of the mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain and having a bird's eye view of the scenery below, it's beautiful! I thought to myself, if I don't climb up, I won't see such a beautiful scenery.

Giving up from now on is not in my expression pack. Now, whenever I want to give up, I will think of the wind, the beautiful scenery and myself who didn't give up that day.

Composition 14 In a crowded city, a restaurant with booming business and a kitchen, there is only work and no rest time. There are many members in the kitchen, including Brother Dao, Grandpa Guo, Grandma Guo, Brother Refrigerator, and Miss Juicer who sings very well. ...

On this rare day, the restaurant finally had a holiday. Kitchenware people have long been tired of their jobs and decided to take advantage of this rare holiday to release their pressure and emotions for many days and get together for a grand dance.

The clever rice cooker doctor suggested that the kitchen should be decorated into a gorgeous restaurant, and everyone should wear all kinds of strange clothes and attend the ostentation and extravagance of the dance. Early in the morning, everyone began to decorate the kitchen together and then went home to dress up. It was not until the opening music started that everyone gathered in a hurry. Some kitchen utensils talk about everything in the world, some dance to music, some play happily, and some kitchen utensils are singing a song! The kitchen has never been so lively. The most wonderful performance is the ensemble of Miss Juicer, Chopsticks Brothers, Chopsticks Brothers and Knife Brothers. The beautiful singing voice of the juicer and the difficult performance of the band pushed the dance activities in the restaurant to a climax, which was never forgotten. ...

"Dong! Hey! " When the next performance was about to begin, I vaguely heard the sound of an alarm clock. The noisy alarm clock woke me up, and I realized that it was just a dream and an interesting fable. But because of this dream, I realized that the kitchen world was so interesting!

I have always been an optimistic child, and my mother said that I brought my own sunshine. Yes, there is no complaint in my expression pack.

At dawn, I wake up in my mother's call. When I get up, I can always see a big breakfast on the table. Almost every day of the week is different, sometimes steamed eggs, sometimes delicious fried rice, sometimes golden French fries, and of course, there are always cut fruits and steaming milk. Although I was naughty and my mother was angry the day before, she smiled at me when a new day came. Why complain on such a beautiful morning?

In class, follow the teacher in the ocean of knowledge, like bees wandering among flowers, happily sucking sweet honey. The teacher's loud voice echoed in his ears, and the students' eyes eager for knowledge sparkled. Why should we complain about such colorful classrooms?

In the bright sunshine, students bloom like birds on campus, and every gust of wind is wrapped in osmanthus fragrance. Physical education class, when I was not good at running in sports, my good friends kept encouraging me and cheering me on. She has hypoglycemia, and she will feel dizzy after running for a long time, but she still runs with me and says nothing with a smile. Finally ran to the finish line, rested under the osmanthus tree and smiled. I picked a sweet-scented osmanthus and blew it gently, and the flower spun down. The breeze is blowing gently, and the coolness is immersed in the heart. Why do you complain when you have close friends?

At the beginning of the lights, my mother waited for me downstairs in the wind. Seeing me running, she smiled and magically handed me bread and told me to get on the bus. Sitting in the back seat of my mother's battery car, although the winter wind is biting, all the cold is scattered on my mother's warm back. Warm love surrounds me, turning winter into warm spring. I know that the sweet bread in my mouth was processed by my mother until eleven o'clock. Why should I complain about having such a loving mother?

On such a warm day, I am growing every day. Every day, so beautiful, I can only cherish it. Therefore, there is no complaint in my expression pack.