Buy a ticket to write a composition

Tomb-Sweeping Day, after my parents took me to Zhenyuan to sweep grandpa's grave, my mother assigned me an arduous task-I'm going to buy a train ticket and take the train with me.

When we arrived, many passengers were waiting in line to buy tickets in an orderly way, so I waited patiently behind the queue with my already prepared ID card and money. Finally, it was my turn. I put my ID card and money in the ticket window and said to the conductor, "Aunt, I'll buy three train tickets to Kaili." "Kid, are you alone?" The conductor's aunt asked kindly. I said, "No, my father and mother came together." Aunt took the money and handed me three tickets and ID cards. I looked at the ticket carefully. The train number is K539, No.2 car with 6, 7 and 8 seats, and the departure time is 1 1:50.

Holding the ticket tightly, I took my parents to the waiting room. After waiting for a while, I heard the radio say, "Passengers of k539 train, please get ready. The train is coming into the station soon. " My parents and I are waiting in line at the gate of k539, waiting to check in. After the ticket inspector's uncle checked the train tickets, we came to the platform and lined up orderly under the guidance of the staff. After a while, only K539 train roared by. After the train stopped, we got on the No.2 carriage and found a seat according to the seat number on the train. As soon as we sat down, the train started. Mom and dad looked at me with a sweet smile.

I learned another skill today, and I feel very fulfilled. I'm really happy!

2. Buy a ticket composition On May Day holiday, my mother and I went back to my grandmother's house.

That's terrible! It's cloudy with light rain. People carry big bags and small bags to the station to buy tickets, and there are long queues, like long queues.

Then, we line up. It's almost time for us. I'm so happy! But people are getting more and more crowded. At this time, my mother worried about squeezing me and covering me tightly so as not to hurt me.

She pointed to the post not far away and said, let me wait below. So, I experienced.

In fact, my mother is not at ease where I am. Afraid of not finding me, you lost me.

Standing under the pillar, I was frightened. My mother finally bought the ticket and hurried out of the crowd to find me under the pillar.

It was a long time before our nervous hearts gradually calmed down.

Write a composition with a ticket as a clue.

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Time comes and goes in a hurry When I am about to bid farewell to the golden life of this primary school, many people have moved me since the first grade. Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar.

I remember it very clearly. For the first time, I went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books with my good friends by bus. We happily got on the bus and came to the gate of Xinhua Bookstore. As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by rows of neat books. Many people were reading and buying books. As soon as I picked up these books, I couldn't put them down. After a while, I bought four books, and so did my friends. We both have a few dollars left, just enough to buy a ticket. So, we reluctantly left Xinhua Bookstore and came to the station. We bought tickets together and waited for the bus in the waiting room.

"Whoops ..." A brand-new bus came to us. "Come, come! Come on, let's get on the bus first. " I said. When I got on the bus, I reached into my pocket and couldn't find my ticket. "Don't stand there without a ticket and let others come in first." I heard you. I dodged. Damn it, damn it. What should I do? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around. At this time, my tears and sweat kept flowing out. A young aunt with a baby in her arms came down. "Hey, don't go, the bus is leaving." The driver shouted. But she listened and walked on. I am still standing there.

In an instant, menstruation came up. She held the child in one hand and stuffed a ticket in my hand in the other. She sat down without saying a word. I was very touched, then I took the ticket to the driver and turned to say thank you to my aunt! Then I found a seat and sat down. When the bus leaves, I often look at her, and she often looks at me. She has a smile on her face, as if to say, "Be careful not to lose anything in the future."

Flowers all the way, accompanied by birds singing, the mood is so comfortable and light. Outside the car, a flower is nodding to me. That flower is really beautiful. I can't help thinking: this beautiful flower is my aunt's beautiful heart.

When we got off the bus, we parted ways. I look back at her from time to time and see her fading away, which reminds me of the scene on the bus.

Write a 600-word composition on the topic of a ticket and ask for a ticket urgently.

20 12-02-22 Author:104074769 Words: 689 Reading: 3 1 163

A ticket

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. Time comes and goes in a hurry When I am about to bid farewell to the golden life of this primary school, many people have moved me since the first grade. Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar.

I remember it very clearly. For the first time, I went to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books with my good friends by bus. We happily got on the bus and came to the gate of Xinhua Bookstore. As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by rows of neat books. Many people were reading and buying books. As soon as I picked up these books, I couldn't put them down. After a while, I bought four books, and so did my friends. We both have a few dollars left, just enough to buy a ticket. So, we reluctantly left Xinhua Bookstore and came to the station. We bought tickets together and waited for the bus in the waiting room.

"Whoops ..." A brand-new bus came to us. "Come, come! Come on, let's get on the bus first. " I said. When I got on the bus, I reached into my pocket and couldn't find my ticket. "Don't stand there without a ticket and let others come in first." I heard you. I dodged. Damn it, damn it. What should I do? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around. At this time, my tears and sweat kept flowing out. A young aunt with a baby in her arms came down. "Hey, don't go, the bus is leaving." The driver shouted. But she listened and walked on. I am still standing there.

In an instant, menstruation came up. She held the child in one hand and stuffed a ticket in my hand in the other. She sat down without saying a word. I was very touched, then I took the ticket to the driver and turned to say thank you to my aunt! Then I found a seat and sat down. When the bus leaves, I often look at her, and she often looks at me. She has a smile on her face, as if to say, "Be careful not to lose anything in the future."

Flowers all the way, accompanied by birds singing, the mood is so comfortable and light. Outside the car, a flower is nodding to me. That flower is really beautiful. I can't help thinking: this beautiful flower is my aunt's beautiful heart.

When we got off the bus, we parted ways. I look back at her from time to time and see her fading away, which reminds me of the scene on the bus.

I think it is difficult for Spring Festival travel rush to get tickets. It's difficult to buy tickets by bus in Spring Festival travel rush. I'll help the railway find a way.

As a Young Pioneers, to help the country share the worries, the biggest thing in our country at present is how to prevent the occurrence of scalping during Spring Festival travel rush and let migrant workers buy train tickets to go home. Migrant workers work hard for a year in a foreign land in the hope of returning home for a rich, happy and enjoyable year. However, when I arrived at the railway station, I found that I had bought all the tickets! They met some scalpers around the station, and some people bought the train tickets in the hands of the conductor at a high price. It turns out that some train tickets are not in the hands of the people who need them, but in the hands of ticket sellers who resell train tickets. These ticket scalpers want to get rich overnight with these train tickets, so they buy hundreds of tickets in advance. Poor migrant workers have to spend money to buy air tickets that are several times more expensive than the air tickets themselves in order to meet their families they haven't seen for a year. Yes, whenever I miss my family, the Spring Festival is the biggest festival in China. How sad it is for me and my family not to go home with them!

Now I have thought of a good way to solve the problem that it is difficult to buy tickets and there are many ticket sellers in Spring Festival travel rush. This is the idea of taking a bus-buses usually get on the bus first and then buy tickets. Why can't this method be applied to trains?

You can move the ticket window to the train. For example; A train from Xi to Beijing can carry 2000 passengers and make people wait in the waiting room. The train came and stopped, and passengers lined up to get on. There are many ticket outlets in each carriage. People come up to buy tickets and sit directly in the car seats. Start when people are full. In this way, ticket sellers must take the bus to buy tickets, otherwise they will expire, leaving them no chance to let the train tickets go to those who really need them. This is the way to make the crew work harder and let the police who maintain order suffer! But for people, what is this? So I think this method is feasible.

We can't lack the courage to change from the foundation. Some things can be solved by changing thinking. I sincerely hope everyone can go home and have a happy New Year!

6. composition about buying subway tickets for the first time (grade four) The subway has only been seen in TV movies before and was trampled on the soles of your feet. That was the first time you actually filmed in Guangzhou. There are many firsts in life. This subway trip left a deep impression on me.

I bought a ticket from Jiaokou Station, and I invested 20 yuan. After I chose the station, the amount displayed was 5 yuan. Fifteen coins fell with a crash. I quickly put my hand into the coin hole and grasped it all in my hand. But I waited left and right and didn't get a ticket! Whether the coin slot is the same as the ticket slot, I stretched out my hand and touched it again, but it was still empty. The man in the back row urged me to hurry. In desperation, I put in five more coins. I hope this ticket fell out of some hole. But nothing happened. Or the person behind reminds: the ticket is at the ticket gate! I touched it again. It was a black disk. So this is it!

I seemed to see it in my head, so I took out the remaining ten coins. Sure enough, the black rubber disc and the silver coin lay quietly together. I didn't have time to thank others, so I secretly had a fever and strode to the entrance.

In my intuition, subway tickets are the size of bank cards with IC chips. Because I have seen octopus on the Hong Kong subway. But I really didn't expect that the disposable subway ticket is such a black and thin guy, which looks like a game coin and is not eye-catching, which is in great contrast with the yellow subway. I thought, why don't subway tickets and subways be designed as lovers? Yellow is beautiful and conspicuous, and it is easy to be found if it is accidentally dropped. The first time I took the subway, I made a double contribution to the subway and felt very heavy. Fortunately, stepping into the subway car, the bright and simple environment and cool breeze make people feel much more comfortable. Four or five people can sit in a chair on the subway. Those who are interested can sit tight and let more people sit in the chair. And careless people replaced two people at once. [Write here, I don't think you will blame me sitting next to MM]

The speed of the subway surprised me. Each stop is basically one minute. It takes forty or fifty minutes for a bus to run, and only ten minutes for the subway. It seems that my habit of sleeping on the bus is not used here. In order to get my double salary back, I observed the inside and outside of the subway. When the subway arrives at the station, billboards greet us in advance, and the time for opening and closing the subway door is fixed. This makes you orderly and efficient every time you get on and off the bus. Station characters are played in three languages in the subway. People have learned more than two languages at the same time, and there are obviously strict operations to start and stop cars. It should be electronic control. With the help of science and technology, human beings have realized the technology of underground escape, guaranteed time and realized efficiency, which is really remarkable.

It is no wonder that so many cities have to build subways in China in the 2 1 century. The subway is really a good means of transportation.

After thinking so much, it is troublesome to leave the station. My double salary is really different. I couldn't tell which of my two five-yuan tickets was swiped in the station, so I took one to deal with the outbound machine. I don't know. The red light is on and the checkpoint is blocked. It doesn't seem to work to change it. The waiter politely asked me to go to the bayonet service consultation. I thought at that time, it's a good thing I didn't sleep late. Otherwise, it will be miserable, and evasion will be punished eight times.

Finally, I successfully applied for the card, and I brought back the extra subway ticket as my first souvenir.

With the development of electronic technology, there are more and more high-tech living facilities. In the face of many things, I think only by asking questions first and understanding them carefully can we have a pleasant journey and all the best.

This article was written to celebrate the 59th anniversary of the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC). I wish the motherland a smooth, rapid and efficient progress in the world like the subway.

7. Composition The topic of high school composition is not a topic. Oh, my God, it's a proposition composition.

How to get a permanent ticket-self-confidence, persistence, foresight and diligence in practice will enable us to hold a permanent ticket for life travel. Before that, I was a member of the aisle or joint. I don't think so. I may still be standing, but it won't be the most outbound position.

My father and mother are separated, and I have been living with my father in a city not far from my hometown. Every time I go to see my mother with my father, I take the train. However, tickets are often bought without seats. However, every time, we can find seats, no matter how long the journey is, no matter how crowded the car is. At that time, I was still young. At first, I always complained when I bought a station ticket. So my father comforted me, don't worry, I have an idea. Then he asked me to wait for him in the corner of a carriage, and he began to look patiently from one carriage to another. This method looks stupid, but it is very useful. Every time he is going to walk from the first car to the last car, but he doesn't have to walk to the end every time. He will find an empty seat. He said that this is because there are really not many passengers who are persistent in finding seats like him, and even fewer people take the initiative to ask if there is anyone sitting there. Often there are some seats left in the car he left, but in the aisles and seams of other cars, it is actually very crowded. I don't understand why we can find it, but there are so many people standing outside but we can't find it. Father said with a smile, that's because they don't want to see it and dare not; Most passengers are easily confused by the superficial phenomenon of one or two cars being crowded and will not think about it. In dozens of stations, there are many opportunities to provide seats in the flow of people from more than a dozen doors of the train. Even if I thought about it, I didn't have the patience to find it, and I was even more reluctant to take the initiative to ask one by one. Since then, my father has given me an inexhaustible inspiration: only those who persist, take the initiative to face life and are diligent in practice can have many opportunities in this life and occupy a place in the journey of life. Just like some people in life are content with the status quo, don't make progress, are afraid of failure, and can only stay at the starting point without success forever. Most people are easily satisfied with a small foothold in front of them, and some people feel that it is not worthwhile to squeeze for one or two seats. Most of these passengers who are unwilling to take the initiative to find seats can only stand in the initial position when they get on the bus until they get off.

8. Every day before graduation, I look forward to the early exam and graduation holiday ~ ~ ~ ... Just the day before graduation exam, when the teachers all said that they would give us the last class, my mood was so complicated ~ ~ ~ It seemed that my five-flavor bottle was knocked over, my nose was sour and tears were swirling in my eyes.

But I won't cry, because many students in our class have dropped out of Jin Doudou, so I must be strong! Set a good example! I know that when we are apart, we will be sad and full of sadness, but as long as there is fate, we will meet again in the future, won't we? When they graduate, what teachers want to see is not sad tears, but the bright smiles of their classmates. A smile can make the teacher's heart infinitely gratified and satisfied. Graduates, with the most beautiful, happiest and brightest smiles, bid farewell to our beloved teachers and lively and lovely classmates with smiles.

I like to stay in my room quietly and recall what happened on campus in the past.

The past is a work that cannot be modified. There is innocence and childishness between the lines, and it is covered with fuzzy and muddy footprints. Campus is a colorful world. I have been in this school for four years. Every shot and every fragment of the campus pile incident is vivid in my mind, adding a lot of color to my life, which will be treasured by me in the collection of youth and will be treasured forever.

We write a cheerful song like a beating note on campus; We are like beautiful words, forming a hazy poem; We are like gorgeous colors, painted into a wonderful picture. We have endless stories and memories, which are worth cherishing all our lives ... The first day of junior high school-fairy tale life is known: we are curious about everything around us when we first enter middle school, and we don't know how much study pressure we have to bear; I don't understand how deep the teacher's expectations are; I don't understand my parents' naive teaching.

Only know that happiness belongs to us. We are active on the basketball court, there are fast steps on the runway, and there are martial arts novels and comic books circulating in the classroom, even though the exam will be held tomorrow.

As a result, there are many sneering eyes of senior high school students and weird eyes of senior high school students around us, but we will not pay attention to them and still go our own way. My mind is full of infinite reverie, fairy-tale life ... proof: what kind of first grade? Proof: Happy first day, fairytale life.

The next day-a life worth talking about is known: the next day, we gradually calmed down, no longer excited about an outing all night, nor would we be flushed with the teacher because we couldn't walk into the playground. We learned to see with our eyes and think with our brains.

Paintings have been replaced by masterpieces, star posters on the walls have been replaced by maps of the world, and tapes of popular songs have become piles of English tapes. With the teacher's reminder and parents' guidance, everything is for the phrase "the third day of next year" … and we are not silent.

Witty words in the debate; Pass the test in the quiz; Cultural performances are colorful ... at such an age, we are not children and adults, so we deserve to discuss and ... prove: how much are we worth in the second day of junior high school? Proof: The growing second day of junior high school is a life worth discussing. The third day-a biographical life is known: still on the playground of the campus, the original laughter has disappeared, and the original noise has disappeared ... all the happy things in the "third day" have disappeared.

Looking into the classroom, it was dark, and we were buried in a whole pile of test papers and a lot of exercise books with glasses. Take the bus in the morning with a book in hand; When class is over, keep your eyes on the book; At lunch, I flipped through the books and walked home with a book in my hand.

Our courses are full, with 8 extra-curricular classes a day plus morning self-study and evening tutoring. When I get home, I still have to struggle with "A, B, C", "Function Geometry" and "Who cares".

After all, our energy is limited, and our mind is always "it's Grade Three, let's fight" ... Every day, we repeat mechanical exercises, every day, every day ... Prove: What do you think of mechanical exercises in Grade Three? Proof: daily repetition and biographical life. In fact, no matter what year's junior high school life, it is silently honing us in the dark, which is a growth for us again and again! I graduated, but everything in these four years will be deeply imprinted in my heart. In the future, I will slowly relive the simple and beautiful campus life of junior high school ... 1. The falling of bauhinia doomed that our separated sky is still blue, but the campus is slightly deserted. We have left our alma mater, teachers and classmates, leaving only graduation photo's smiling face that is always happy, warm blessings in alumni records and memories that will always be kept in our hearts.

I will remember everyone's laughter, I will not forget Mr. Liu's little teachings, and I will deeply remember every scenery on campus. Bauhinia flowers fall and purple petals flutter. It turns out that the campus is so beautiful, but it's a pity that I was only interested in learning and fighting before, and I never paid attention to such beautiful things.

Looking back on yesterday, I still remember many happy stories. Six years ago, when I first stepped into the lovely campus, I was actually very nervous. But when I came to the classroom and looked at my separated classmates, my nervousness was like a ray of light smoke, blown away by the breeze, like a mist, evaporated by the sun, replaced by brightness and warmth. I can't forget our happy games on the playground, fierce competitions on the runway, hard work in the classroom and fighting on the lawn.

.. happy stories will never be forgotten.

In the past six years, we have grown up in these precious six years. We grew up and learned a lot. We know that time is gone forever, and we also know that all good things must come to an end. But now I really feel the taste of parting. Six years ago, we were children who didn't know anything. Now, after six years of study and test, we have really grown up. When we grow up, we have to face many storms and setbacks. When we learn to fall, we get up. When we grow up, we understand that failure is the mother of success. When we grow up, it is common for military strategists to understand victory and defeat.

Controversy.

9. Composition: Deep in my memory, it was a Thursday morning, and I was waiting for the bus by the roadside. After a while, the bus came. I quickly jumped on the bus and stood next to a seat, thinking: What will be the composition topic of today's exam? Whether to write an event or an imaginary article. "Passengers who get on the bus please buy tickets, please show me your monthly ticket." A clear voice interrupted my train of thought. At this moment, a conductor aunt came up to me and said kindly, "Do you have a ticket, little friend?" Naturally, I reached into my pocket to get my monthly ticket, but my pocket was empty. "Where is the monthly ticket? Oh, shit! I changed my clothes yesterday and forgot to bring them today. What should I do? Go home and get it. I'm afraid there's not enough time. Get off and walk. It is too long. What shall we do? What shall I do? " "Kid, do you have a monthly pass?" Aunt conductor spoke again. I said shyly, "Aunt, I forgot to bring my monthly ticket." The rough voice at ordinary times suddenly becomes thinner and smaller, so small that it is almost inaudible. At this time, the aunt of the conductor was silent. She didn't make a sound Her eyes have been looking at me up and down, but the passengers in the carriage said noisily: "If children don't learn well, they must want to escape the ticket!" "If you don't want to buy a ticket, just let her go!" "Maybe she really forgot her ticket?" Just forgive her once.

After listening to these comments, I cried with shame, and my tears fell. At this critical moment, the conductor's aunt finally spoke out: "Don't cry, little friend, remember to bring your monthly ticket next time." She stroked my head with one hand and took a dollar out of her pocket with the other and bought me a ticket. At this time, the boiling carriage was suddenly silent, and everyone had to look at the aunt of the conductor with admiration. "Shiquan intersection is here. Passengers here please get off. It's time for you to get off, son. " I got out of the car, stood by and looked at the distant car for a long time.

Although two or three years have passed, I still remember that scene clearly.

There's another one, that one