Write a composition with new words 500

1. Change the composition to 500 words. I am changing it.

I'm changing, like magic. A few years ago, I seemed to disappear without a trace. Now I am an open middle school student.

I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, I was very naughty. As soon as the summer vacation was over, my father sent me to my grandmother's house. I pester my grandmother to play with me all day, but my grandmother with silver hair can't play! Soon after, grandpa began to teach me to play chess. At first, my chess skills were poor, and I always cheated, either regretting my chess skills or taking my grandfather's veteran away. Sometimes, when you are about to lose, you push the chessboard, and then you laugh and shout, "I won, haha!" " "It's interesting to recall this naughty time.

However, since the day I entered junior high school, I have changed. I am no longer the playful, naughty and thoughtless boy in primary school. Today, I am more mature, practical and responsible. Of course! "Eighteen changes" is not only a patent for girls, but also a patent for boys! Anyway, it is the last word that I am better today than yesterday. Next, see how I change it.

Shortly after the start of school, the physical education committee in the class brought the application form for the school sports meeting to participate in sports events. If I love sunshine and sports, I will never miss this opportunity! I picked up a pen and resolutely ticked the individual 200-meter track and field race and the 4*400-meter relay race. Taking part in the school sports meeting, of course, is not just talk, but an armchair strategist. If you don't make some preparations, I'm afraid it's hard not to run last in the competition! So, I made a training plan for myself; Train to run after school every afternoon until you are exhausted! Playing alone is a bit lonely, so I invited our Sports Commission to practice with some classmates. On the first day, we came to the track and field, first had a game with everyone, and then trained separately according to our personal situation. Run, run, clean up your strength! We didn't go home until after six o'clock. When I got home, my mother leaned in and asked, "Why is it so late and there is so much homework? I don't know when it will be finished tonight! " ""I train running to prepare for the school sports meeting! Of course, if you register, you can't live up to this quota! " "You have changed! Become more responsible! Things have changed since junior high school, son "

Time is like water. Time flies. Minutes pass silently. Time flies, and I change inadvertently. Let me walk out of the memory of primary school and let the new me spend this colorful and long-awaited junior high school life!

2. Write a 500-word article on the theme of change, and write a 500-word hymn for you, China! We listen to the bell of the times under the bright starry sky, and we wait for the dawn in the long night. How many times, our hearts are restless, how many times, we have insomnia, how many times ... all for the growth of our great motherland-China! Nothing can compare with the great motherland with 9.6 million square kilometers of mountains and rivers. Needless to say, the majestic Mount Tai and Emei, as well as Guilin and the quiet West Lake, are enough to make everyone in China feel extremely proud. Looking up at the sky, the stars of history still shine! Our China is ancient and great, and our China is magnificent and eternal! Cai Lun wrote her wisdom on paper, and the compass turned her direction. Under the shadow of swords and swords, she returned to calm again and again. In the spiritual disaster, she set herself on fire again and again and was reborn. The trampling of invaders didn't scare you. From the Opium War to the July 7th Incident, tenacious patriots fought for national salvation and made our great motherland stand up again. The 25,000-mile long March created an unprecedented miracle, and let the ancient boat of destiny in China sail to victory. 12 Wenchuan earthquake, "poisoned milk" incident ... natural disasters and man-made disasters come one after another. The motherland is suffering, and it is also crying and heartbroken for those children who have left. But the motherland still stands, and China, with a history of 5,000 years of civilization, still stands in the east of the world! Disasters and disasters can move mountains and fill the sea, block rivers, destroy our beautiful homes and make us lose our kind relatives. However, we can't shake our strong will and crush the backbone of our great motherland, which is still strong! We are still struggling and innovating. In 2008, Shenzhou VII manned space satellite, China's first lunar exploration satellite "Chang 'e I" was successfully launched, and Shenzhou VII flew into space and returned smoothly. China people's dream of landing on the moon for thousands of years has come true! China astronauts make the motherland a powerful country in space science and technology through exploration! Chinese athletes won 5 1 gold medals at the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, and 100 medals ranked first in the gold medal list. They are the first Asian country to top the gold medal list in Olympic history. All this has witnessed the growing strength of our great motherland. Our great motherland has gone through 60 spring and autumn years. Looking back on those years of bonfire, we have suffered, we have been tempered, and. We had dreams, we had lofty aspirations, we had countless joys and joys, and we all experienced them. We are proud to have a fearless and brave nation, and we are proud to have a great motherland-China.

3. Writers who write 500-word series with the theme of "change" are always changing-from the attitude of treating people everywhere, from speech behavior to psychological state, from dressing to temperament, from hobbies to goal pursuit, people are changing all the time.

After entering junior high school, I found myself quietly changing inadvertently, so let's talk about etiquette! I am much better than when I was in primary school. When I was in primary school, I was impetuous. I never thought about the consequences of doing it, so I often made jokes and made mistakes.

In primary school, the problem of impetuousness can hurt me. For example, when doing math problems and math exams, the scores are always wrong and the scores are naturally not high. When I got home, my mother saw such a result and immediately criticized me. I was in an impetuous state. After listening to two or three sentences, I became angry and began to contradict my parents.

After dinner, my mother didn't listen to my tutoring at all, and I was thinking there. Suddenly my mother stopped and said, "I just said this question, please do it for me again!" " "I didn't listen to anything, because I was thinking and my eyes were fixed on this topic. I scratched my head, but I still didn't know what to do. He said to his mother, "I won't." "My mother scolded me as soon as she got angry. So I pushed my mother out, closed the door and lay in bed thinking, and soon fell asleep.

However, after I entered junior high school, I was completely different. I always accept my mother's teaching with an open mind, because I know it will benefit me a lot. My attitude towards my parents has also improved. My mother criticized me in order to make me correct my shortcomings and hope to do better in the future. Before I do anything, I also consider the cause and effect. Such a good habit can keep me from joking.

I also have the habit of thinking calmly. This good habit has benefited me a lot. No matter doing homework or taking exams, my grades have been greatly improved.

People are always changing. With the growth of age, there will always be new knowledge and understanding of some things!

I am revising 500 words in my composition.

Over time, people are changing silently, growing taller and their mentality is mature. I will change in the future, and I am changing now, but in any case, my ideal will not change. I am determined to pursue my ideal, never give up, cherish my present life and enjoy the happiness brought by my youth. -inscription

Looking at me in the mirror, that familiar face, I looked at it carefully. Somehow, the more I look at it, the more strange it becomes. I lost my innocence, but I gained a little more exquisiteness. Such a change may be the trace of growth!

I touched the mirror in front of me and found myself a little shorter. I always thought that when I was a child, I always stood on tiptoe and fooled my mother with cosmetics. Now, I can see myself clearly without tiptoeing, because I have grown up. I remember playing chess with my father the other day, and I won for the first time in history. "General" I shouted at that time, and my voice was full of confidence. When I was a child, I was willing to get off because my father wanted to give me a ride. Now, my father also said to me with satisfaction, "You have grown up."

Around the study, the walls were covered with traces of my growth, and now I can't help laughing at those childlike paintings; Those childish and ridiculous cartoon stickers made me quarrel with my mother at that time, playing and not even eating. Therefore, how many childhood happiness, now in my eyes, but feel how ridiculous, because I am growing up.

Walking to the familiar street, everything is still so familiar. It's just that everything is a little short in silence. It was the same street and me, but everything changed in a flash, including my heart. My heart, flying to the distance, slowly marching towards a beautiful ideal. My vision seems to widen with my mind, and I can see more things that benefit me a lot. Look! In that humble corner, there is a small sapling, which is being nourished by the sun and growing sturdily. There, a loving mother walked in Tanobe with a baby in her arms. There, a child is learning to walk step by step, full of vitality, full of life and youth, and my heart is happy for it.

I turned a corner, walked to the bus shelter, got on the bus, found a seat and enjoyed the youth and vitality outside the window. What a wonderful thing it is. The bus stopped and a group of old people came. I'm used to standing up and giving them my seat. Such a casual action won their praise. When I was young, I always took it for granted that others would give me their seats. I didn't pay attention to their behavior. I have changed from a person who gave up my seat to a person who gave up my seat, from a child to a teenager, and I can't help but sigh that I have changed so much.

Over time, people are changing silently, growing taller and their mentality is mature. I will change in the future, and I am changing now, but in any case, my ideal will not change. I am determined to pursue my ideal, never give up, cherish my present life and enjoy the happiness brought by my youth.

I hope the answer can help you. Have a nice day.

Hope to adopt ~ ~ ~

I am revising my composition, about 500 words. I want to change it like magic. A few years ago, I seemed to disappear without a trace. Now I am an open middle school student.

I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, I was very naughty. As soon as the summer vacation was over, my father sent me to my grandmother's house. I pester my grandmother to play with me all day, but my grandmother with silver hair can't play! Soon after, grandpa began to teach me to play chess. At first, my chess skills were poor, and I always cheated, either regretting my chess skills or taking my grandfather's veteran away. Sometimes, when you are about to lose, you push the chessboard, and then you laugh and shout, "I won, haha!" " "It's interesting to recall this naughty time.

In primary school, playing chess and drawing were my biggest hobbies. At that time, I didn't study chess seriously, and I always thought that playing chess was just for fun. Gradually, this consciousness has changed. Soon, my chess skills increased greatly and I began to participate in competitions. In primary school, I won the first place in Jinan four times! Moreover, the provincial competition also got the sixth and eighth good results.

The entrance to a middle school is obviously different from the entrance to a primary school. When I am nervous about my studies, I am not as naughty as before, but much calmer. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, I still snuggled up to my grandmother to enjoy the moon, and her white hair shone a little silver in the moonlight. I stopped clamoring for her to play chess with me, but quietly looked at the elusive full moon and mused. ...

Junior high school is not primary school. I don't have much time to play, but I still pursue my hobbies. The difference is that I no longer regard chess as "playing" and start to study its mystery. This time playing chess is squeezed out, and the main task is of course learning. That naughty me belongs to primary school, let it disappear with the life of primary school, end it!

Time is like water. Time flies. Minutes pass silently. Time flies, and I change inadvertently.

Let me walk out of the memory of primary school and let the new me spend this colorful and long-awaited junior high school life!

Dad says I've changed, and mom says I've changed. Indeed, I have really changed.

I have changed since the day I entered junior high school. I am no longer the naughty little boy who didn't think much about things in primary school. Today, I am more mature, practical and responsible. Of course! "Eighteen changes" is not only a patent for girls, but also a patent for boys! Anyway, it is the last word that I am better today than yesterday. Next, see how I change it.

Shortly after the start of school, the physical education committee in the class brought the application form for the school sports meeting to participate in sports events. If I love sunshine and sports, I will never miss this opportunity! I picked up a pen and resolutely ticked the individual 200-meter track and field race and the 4*400-meter relay race. Taking part in the school sports meeting, of course, is not just talk, but an armchair strategist. If you don't make some preparations, I'm afraid it's hard not to run last in the competition! So, I made a training plan for myself; Train to run after school every afternoon until you are exhausted! Playing alone is a bit lonely, so I invited our Sports Commission to practice with some classmates. On the first day, we came to the track and field, first had a game with everyone, and then trained separately according to our personal situation. Run, run, clean up your strength! We didn't go home until after six o'clock. When I got home, my mother leaned in and asked, "Why is it so late and there is so much homework? I don't know when it will be finished tonight! " ""I train running to prepare for the school sports meeting! Of course, if you register, you can't live up to this quota! " "You have changed! Become more responsible! Things have changed since junior high school, son "

This is the ever-changing me, proactive and more responsible. I like the changed me.

6. I am correcting my 500-word composition. I find that I can't see myself clearly more and more. My own personality, my own advantages and disadvantages, my own habits, I think, I know, I think, I can correct, I think, I can overcome my former self. However, when I wrote this composition, these "ideas" had disappeared. My friend told me more than once that I had changed, but I kept thinking about it, but I couldn't find the answer. After all, where have I changed? Finally, I couldn't help asking a friend of mine. He was embarrassed at first. He was afraid that I would break up with him when I found out, but after I urged him many times, he said it anyway. "Don't you think? You learned to pretend to be cute, you learned to be coquettish, and you learned a lot of things that you didn't have before. It may be good for some people, but I think that because you have learned this, you have forgotten all your previous enthusiasm, cheerfulness and liveliness, which are secondary and most important. You have forgotten ... forget it, I think you should find the answer yourself. " This sentence still lingers in my mind. What did I forget? Indeed, I have a bad memory, but I should always remember myself! I shook my head, desperate, don't want to think, don't want to think, or I really don't want to know Birds flew past my eyes, but I wasn't surprised, because it was very common. But in retrospect, I found that I didn't look at the bird squarely. What does it look like? I realized I didn't know. I looked up and thought I would see the bird again, but I was wrong. The sky is blue, without a cloud or a bird. My heart, I don't know why, is very sour ... I know a shortcoming that I thought I didn't have, that is, I don't know how to cherish it. I don't seem to cherish even the smallest thing and the shortest time. I lost it because I didn't cherish it. It's a simple truth. I didn't know it until now The phone rang. I'll get it. It's my friend. It is common for him to talk to me, but I find my heart has been sinking. Every time I hear what he says, I feel more ashamed. "I'm sorry ... I forgot ..." I suddenly said something that startled him. "Why" was his first reaction. I don't know how to answer him, so I have to end the conversation with "nothing". Put down the receiver, your head will go blank ... it's raining, not the sky, but your heart. I asked myself, why did I find out until now? Why, I just know now? I learned to disguise myself, but I forgot my true self. No matter in front of my family, friends or even myself, I just pretend. I didn't treat people with my heart, didn't treat people with my heart, didn't understand people with my heart, even myself. In retrospect, I was so straight that I could say whatever I wanted. But what about now? Before you speak, you are always worried about your image. Sometimes, you speak just to please others. It has changed. I know, I've changed.

7. So I became a butterfly

I have always wanted to be a beautiful and diligent little butterfly. Now I really become a butterfly. Start my life now!

One morning, the weather was particularly sunny, the bright sunshine was shining on the earth, the flowers smiled, the birds chirped and sang cheerful symphonies, and a group of sisters and I also came to the flower sea, some were collecting honey heartily, some were scattering all kinds of pollen, and some were talking to the flowers.

Suddenly, we felt a gust of wind blowing overhead. I looked intently, ah! No, I saw a 5-6-year-old boy rushing at his sisters with a coat in his hand. Butterfly elder sister and butterfly elder sister Huang were instantly killed by a sudden blow. I didn't care that all the other sisters had to run for their lives. I spread my wings and flew desperately to the edge of the sea of flowers. The little boy chased me with clothes. Before flying out of the sea of flowers, the clothes jumped on my head, and I fell dizzy on the hard bed.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally woke up from a coma. I'm not dead. I'm alive? I feel lucky. I open my tired eyes and look at the sky. It was getting dark, and a sense of fear came to me. I must fly out of this sea of flowers quickly. I struggled to fly, but I couldn't. My sore wings haven't flown for a long time. I'm so sorry, human! Why are you so cruel? Are we more beautiful because of your beautiful life and flowers? I had to resign myself to fate and lie on the hard concrete floor, waiting for a miracle.

In my sleep, I saw a little girl with a red bow jumping at me. I seem to have met a savior. I wanted to shout, but I was silent. I want to fly, but there is nothing I can do. Seeing that the little girl was about to jump off me, I stood there with all my strength and flapped my white pink wings. Among the red flowers and green leaves, white wings stand out. The little girl finally found the injured me. She gently picked me up, and her loving eyes made me feel hope.

Sure enough, the little girl took me home and let me suck pollen every day. Under the careful care of the kind and clever little girl, my body recovered quickly, so the little girl took me to the seaside and threw me into the air and said, "fly!" My little white butterfly.

I spread my light wings and hovered at low altitude. I can't bear to part with this little girl. I followed her and stopped at her beautiful red bow. The little girl smiled and said:

"Butterfly is naturally your home, and flowers are waiting for you!" .

Yes! I can't stop in front of a flower. My duty and obligation is to spread pollen, make more flowers more beautiful and make mankind better!

I am such a diligent little butterfly. Do you like me?