Write a composition, my moon

1. How to write the composition "My Moon" The moon in my childhood memory is mysterious. Listening to the old man telling the story of Moon Mother, Jade Rabbit and the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon is always so desirable and mysterious. It seems that everything in the world is also integrated into the moon, and I always look forward to the beauty of the moon in my heart. Ignorant age, sitting in the arms of adults, looking up at the starry sky, the moonlight rustling, sparse clouds fluttering in the wind, really "when I was a child, I didn't know the moon, it was called a white jade plate." At this time, the moon is like a "cooing" big-flowered hen, and the stars are a group of "chirping" chicks, strolling in the wilderness together, foraging everywhere, which is a leisurely and elegant bird grazing map. In primary school, the teacher assigned to write a composition about the moon. I wrote the moon into a jade plate straight away. Her shining light is scattered on the earth, guiding her partners to walk in the alleys and paths of the school and sending light and blessings to people working in the mountains. The round moon represents cultivation and harvest, and is pregnant with hope and happiness. The moon in middle school is a symbol of friendship and ideals. In the moonlight, students take textbooks and stroll on the playground and tree-lined path in the moonlight. The friendship of students is like moonlight, crystal clear, pure, meaningful and unrestrained. Bathed in the moonlight, looking up at the night sky, colorful stars, such as young feelings flying, dance with the moonlight. Talking about ideals and looking forward to the future, the world has become so accessible that we are the masters of the future. The moon in college is romance and love. Flowers bloom before and after the month, elegant and romantic, free and easy, walking in the campus under the moonlight, emitting laughter and joy. Holding hands, sitting on the edge of the playground side by side, confirms the desire for love, the hug of * * *, the passionate kiss of lips, which is the curtain of love and the pledge of eternal love. The round moon witnessed the romance and warmth of their world. Today's moon represents reunion and beauty in my heart. The round moon is as perfect and warm as home. On that moonlit night, thousands of families in Qian Qian were immersed in the joyful atmosphere of reunion and enjoyed the joy of reunion. The people sitting on the floor by the campfire, the children playing around the fire, the wanderers returning from a long distance, the hands raising a glass, the smiling face, the language of laughter, the happy songs and the carefree mood all reveal the beauty and joy of life. The full moon hangs high in the night sky, enjoying the beauty of the world and smiling happily at will. Round or missing is the cycle of the moon, which shows the ups and downs of the world, represents people who are constantly fighting for their careers in a chaotic world, and is realistic in their life trajectory. A successful career is like the light of a full moon, emitting dazzling light, getting applause, praise and flowers, and harvesting success, money and happiness. This time is often a time of crisis. After experiencing the peak of my career, I am facing the trough and challenges. As the saying goes, "the moon is full of ups and downs, and people have joys and sorrows." Correct mentality, overcome impetuousness, seize opportunities, accept challenges and be brave in innovation. Hope and victory always belong to those who never give up. Ah, the moon in your heart, you are just beautiful, showing the joys and sorrows of the world!

My moon is the theme of a paper. In each of us, we will have our own moon, and I also have my own moon. Maybe you will think that the moon in my heart is round, like a big round jade plate. Maybe you will think that the moon in my heart is round, like a curved boat. You are wrong.

The moon in my heart is white. I really hope that the snow-white moon can turn me into a doctor who can cure all diseases, let those who are worried about diseases relieve their troubles, let those who are tortured by diseases regain their health, let those who are blind see the brilliant sunshine and beautiful moon again, and let those who can't speak speak again to express their love and praise for the moon.

The moon in my heart is white. I really hope that Bai Yue can turn me into a lovely white cloud, fly freely in the vast sky, fly to those dry places, give some rain to those dry lands, moisten those dry lands and rice, and make them come back to life. In autumn, farmers' uncles will be very happy because rice grows well and sells at a good price.

The moon in my heart is still green. I really hope that the green moon can turn me into a towering tree, standing in the vast desert and creating more fresh air for the desert. Because I let out steam, it turned into white clouds, then into raindrops, and it rained for a long time. Then, smart people seize this golden opportunity and plant many flowers and trees for the desert. Slowly, those flowers and trees really settled in the desert, because those flowers and trees also created water vapor, so the rain came one after another. Finally, there are more and more flowers and trees in the desert, and the desert disappears forever on the whole earth.

This is the moon in my heart, a proud moon, a beautiful moon. I really hope all this can come true.

3. Write a composition about the moon: 600 words of reunion, parting, missing ... I don't understand the beauty of moonlight. I only know that there are moon cakes to eat when the moon is full. After beginning of autumn, the day is near. Looking forward to the stars and the moon, looking forward to the day of August 15, moon cakes are sweet. This idea is like a firefly in the grass, flashing, better than the moon overhead.

At an early age, a family of four, together every day. The days are as long as a deep well, even if I miss my feet, I can't see the end. Young parents work day after day, and my brother and I go to school together in the village. Come back from school, do your homework and play. On the fifteenth day, the food was delicious. Stewed a domestic chicken and fried vegetables in the garden. The moon cakes in the 1980s were all wrapped in kraft paper, which was very big. Let's eat together under the big poplar trees in the yard. The night dew is deep and people are sleepy. Let the beautiful moonlight shine from window to window, just like a sweet dream.

After my childhood, I went abroad to study. When you flip it gently, the calendar is like a mirror, with the sky in front and a completely different scene behind it. Start traveling by boat, get together less and leave more. In addition to the report card, going home has become an urgent desire of young people. Because of physical development, high school is seriously carsick, so I dare not take the bus and can't go home. Occasionally, there will be some small accidents, such as buying books or having fun, spending all the travel expenses, and then putting off going home again and again.

One national day, I came home, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed for more than a month. A moon cake left by my mother grew white hair when I took it out. My brother gave me a chicken leg in a bowl at dinner. He told me that he ate both chicken legs on August 15.

Time flies and youth is full. Lush youth is in college, full of romantic ideas. On the hazy night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the literary society met to go to Xiaohe Pavilion to enjoy poetry and the moon. There is no lotus in the full moon lotus pond. Three or five poles of withered lotus stand in the middle of the water, which seems to add poetry and painting.

I still remember Kang Dacai of Chinese Department reciting "Full Moon" in Qing Dynasty. He waved and looked up at the moon sky-ah, the moon! Then, the long hair in the middle was proudly thrown out, almost to the moon. This style is so cool, so cool that the young people under the moon are turned upside down with a sour smile. And this is a classic of youth. Later, whenever classmates get together, someone always says, Ah, the moon! Long hair and short hair, seemingly a jilt, the expression on her face is gentle Shui Mu.

This Mid-Autumn Festival is probably too happy to miss home. When having fun, I remember to call home. In the middle of the night, my mother was woken up by the phone and didn't forget to ask me if I had eaten moon cakes. At that time, a family of four was divided into three places. There is a bright moon in the sky, and the ground is opposite. The Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon, and people don't get together.

And I, eager to meet again, worked for two years. People are far away and running around, sometimes they encounter difficulties, and people are more and more worried about the warmth of their families. You can't go home without a long holiday on Mid-Autumn Festival. There is always one thing to do before the Mid-Autumn Festival every year-send moon cakes to the post office. The feeling of parting is deep, and I know the loneliness of my parents at home. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, thousands of lights are on. The deepest miss is not moon cakes, nor the moon. I want to go home and have a look.

In recent years, my parents have been around. On Mid-Autumn Festival, mooncakes were bought one month in advance. Cantonese moon cakes are small. Take them to gorgeous packaging. They are only as big as egg yolks. Squeeze a pot of fresh soybean milk every day with two moon cakes, which is a sweet breakfast for the whole family. Good autumn season, the sky and the moon are boundless, and all beings are blessed. And mooncakes are icing on the cake-eating mooncakes, people who are rushing around have a rest, have the taste of family, and have the mood of watching flowers and looking at the moon.

Twenty years have passed, and time flies. Growth is like a circle, from beginning to end, from leaving to coming back. Flowers bloom and fall for years. Time flies, I have traveled half of China, and my family is reunited. Family, love, career, friendship, money, life gobang, if I had to choose, family would be the first. It is like a bright moon in the sky, rain or shine, always illuminating my life. 8,000 miles of clouds and moons, dream of MOS Rail Glacier.

Moonlit night, little reunion. Today, 20 years later, I seem to understand that the moonlight in front of the window is a warm blind date, courage, love and gratitude.

4. My Moon Composition My moon really likes the moon. She always stubbornly believed that she had lived on the moon and enjoyed her joys and sorrows in that vast and desolate world. Otherwise, why does she always have a strong affection and yearning for him? I also like the sun, like the feeling of warm sunshine touching, like watching the spirits of the sun jump happily on eyelashes, like the clear and bright world in the sun, like those wet memories exposed in the sun, and finally evaporate tears and curl up in the corner of my heart.

But I love the night more, especially the moon at night. When night falls, everything clear in the sun disappears, and those beautiful and ugly realities melt into the broad embrace of the night and into the boundless silence.

At night, people can choose to sleep soundly or wake up. In the vast and rich night, people are too easy to find their own weakness and smallness, so the flustered heart begins to look for a reliance seriously, looking for a sustenance that can get rid of panic.

As a result, the moon with a gentle smile in the sky is too easy to capture that uneasy heart. Sunshine always cruelly puts everything in front of us, leaving no room, making people feel that a reality is like a cold sharp knife reaching the suffocation behind.

Moonlight chose a gentle way. The cool and soft moonlight dilutes the rich night, everything becomes hazy in the moonlight, and the vague outline becomes soft lines, just like living in a dream with flickering candlelight. You can reach out and touch the deepest eyes of your lover.

Perhaps, in this context, people have more reason to believe their carefully fabricated lies and let their sad faces blend into the gentleness of the night, so that they can sleep peacefully and contentedly. I look up at the moon, not only to feel its sad beauty like falling flowers in the dark night, but also to find a temporary support, not to get lost in lies, but because of its hopeful power.

Looking up at the moon is not like looking down at the horizon of the sunset, giving people a kind of loss and helplessness that can't get any results after trying to explore. I always feel that the moon in the night sky is like an exit opened for me, which vaguely reveals the light summoned from another beautiful world, which will make me feel that I will eventually break through the shackles of darkness and have my own moonlight.

The familiar power of kindness and hope makes me almost obsessed with the moon, so as long as there is a moon at night, I will smile at it quietly and feel the kindness and hope.

5. The composition describing the moon 600 words The black night curtain gradually hangs down, and all kinds of stars, big or small, bright or dark, are painted on the curtain, flashing.

There are still some clouds that are not clear and are on cloud nine. These seem to be guards, waiting for the moon princess to come again. Here comes the moon. It first walked into the hall in a pale orange evening dress and said hello to everyone.

We were walking in the street, and the moon jumped naughtily over the treetops, hid under the eaves, and suddenly swept the roof and jumped over the low wall. It danced a beautiful and rhythmic waltz quickly and flashed in front of my eyes at a brisk pace.

It seems to show off its superb skills to win applause from countless audiences. The night is getting deeper. When the moon reappeared under the eaves, it had already put on a bright white dress and was radiant in an instant.

The moon is ripe. It no longer plays, but keeps walking quietly in front of us. The tired moon is resting in the clouds, leaving only a few stars as if on sentry duty.

The moon hangs obliquely in the sky, smiling, and the stars are crowded with the milky way, flashing. A full moon rises, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.

The moon opened its eyes wide and looked kindly at the villages and fields, much like a polished copper plate. The full moon is rising, and a gentle smile appears on her silvered face.

The bright full moon was lifted by the distant blue mountain and rose to the sky. The moon, round, is like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.

At night, it's very quiet. The full moon like a jade plate passes through the clouds, and the faint moonlight shines on the earth. An apricot full moon climbed out of the mountain mouth and threw its reflection into the lake.

The full moon, like a yellow lantern, is stirred in the sky from the eastern horizon. At night, the full moon rises, and a piece of peace shines on the earth with the silver moonlight.

The moon rises gradually, and she is dressed in white gauze, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.

The moon, like a newly married daughter-in-law, just came up from the eastern horizon and shyly got into the leaves to hide. The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, slowly combing the glistening moonlight.

The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, and unveiling her charming face for a while, so that the whole world is immersed in the dreamy silver gray by moonlight. The moon is so bright that it turns the earth into snow blue, and trees, houses and streets are like a layer of mercury.

At the western end of the forest outside the door, the hanging first quarter moon has turned into a golden watermelon, not a curved eyebrow. In the morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, which is thrown in the horizon.

A crescent moon, like a white pear, quietly opens in the light blue sky. The night sky is starry, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river.

The moon is like a bow, bending in the sky. A crescent moon rises from the distant forest. It is as white as newly refined silver.

A crescent moon, like a silver sickle, protrudes from the dark mountain peak. A crescent moon rises, like a jade carving banana embedded in the sky, with bright blue light.

A crescent moon, like a boat, with its pointed bow facing upward, crossed the quiet lake at night, giving me a feeling. A crescent moon is high in the deep blue sky, and the clear water shines on the earth.

The crescent moon is like a golden boat moored among the branches. Half the moon hangs obliquely on the top of the locust tree, like an orange petal.

The moon is as small as a hairpin and intoxicating. A hazy moon is emerging from the cicada-like transparent clouds in the forest, shining with silver brilliance.

A curved silver hook in the night sky emits infinite light. The crescent moon is curved like a girl's mouth, with a sweet smile.

Under the crescent moon and above the willow tip, there are a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the curved crescent moon and swaying willow branches. The crescent moon is like a silver boat.

The crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals in the blue night sky. The curved crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, lively and lovely like barracuda.

The crescent moon is like a girl's eyebrows, winding in the pure air. The moon rises, red and dizzy, as if someone had stirred up a red lantern from the eastern horizon.

The moon has risen, like a newly dehydrated jade wheel ice tray, without any dust. Moon girl got up, as if talking quietly with the little stars around her.

A full moon is rising in Ran Ran, and the silvery moonlight reflects a few feathery clouds, which is very beautiful. The rising moon hangs on the top of the mountain. Although pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter all the time.

The moon went out to sea. At the moment of flying, it seems to jump suddenly and be splashed all over by waves, so that the affectionate sea can wash it and make it bright and clean.

A soft moonlight shone through the window and on the windowsill, as if it were plated with a layer of silver. The moonlight hangs down from the window like a silver soft yarn.

The moonlight passed through the shade, leaving behind glittering jade. The full moon on the fifteenth day is like a snowball, embedded in the dark blue night sky, which is particularly bright.

Leng Yue hung its branches high, and the cold wind blew the bare branches. The moon in early winter, clear and cold, pours out Yin Hui like ice from the west.

The moon finally rose to the clear sky, dazzling white.

6.i love the moon. I love the moon. It shines so brightly at the foot of my bed. Is it frosty already? ... poets also like the pure and bright moon.

He wrote many poems for the moon. I love the moon.

The moon is so sacred that it will be more beautiful in the moonlight. No wonder Zhong Wuyan likes it so much.

I love the moon. Every Mid-Autumn Festival, it becomes so round.

It's cute, no wonder ancient beauties worshipped it. I love the moon.

Ancient people also loved the moon, which was round and pure. People have made up many fairy tales for it, such as: the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, WU GANG chopping down trees and so on.

I love the moon. The moon aroused my curiosity, as if there were many magical things on it.

I love the moon. The curved moon makes me think.

How romantic it would be if I could sit on the corner of the moon! I love the moon. How magical, pure and bright the moon is. I like it.

7. I wrote a composition with the moon. She waited for the sun to leave work and came to this world full of joys and sorrows with a huge dark blue curtain.

Then he threw the dark blue curtain into the sky and scattered many yellow sparkling pearls-stars. Then quietly and peacefully look at her world life during her work.

She is relaxed, not sad, not sleepy, staying alone in such a big sky. In this way, whenever I can't sleep and sit by the window, the moon becomes my bosom friend.

I told her what I thought. That night, there was only one bright moon, the golden bright moon, which accompanied me alone.

Naked, like a mirror, the soft light gives people a feeling of comfort and infatuation. She is embedded in the sky.

In the moonlight, elegant tulle-like colors cage the earth. A few thin dark clouds floated in.

The moon seemed to be afraid of the cold and slowly hid in the dark clouds, but after a while, she came out to talk to me again. Moonlight, like running water, pours quietly on the earth, and everything seems to sleep beautifully in a sarong.

The moon, like a naughty child, often plays hide and seek with the stars. Sometimes I hide behind the treetops, sometimes I hide under the steep mountains ~ ~ and I can't find the stars.

Alas, Moon, why are you always unknown? However, people like you so much that they like to put you in poetry to express their feelings. I like you too. "Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us."

Moon, lonely I just like you. Comment: A faint moonlight silence.

Please help me write a composition (my first day on the moon). On the first day of going to the moon, friends walked out of the lock room hand in hand, walked down the small ladder and came to the surface of the moon. The scenery in front of them made them tremble and admire. Below, at the foot of the traveler, is a plain, which looks like a still sea. There are sunken pits and gently rising hills on it. The undulating surface of the moon, which seems to suddenly stagnate, is blue-green like the usual sea water, or sea blue like usual. Some hills stand in the distance. They are yellow, like sand dunes. Behind the hill are bright red mountains with overlapping barriers. The mountains stretch upward like still flames. It's on the right, not far from our travelers. It is also the Lux Mountains. They seem to have rushed out from the stagnant seabed, and the sharp peaks are straight into the sky. I don't know. Bao Xiao turned around and saw some vague mountains in the distance. These mountains seem to be piled up with cotton and look like clouds on the ground. On their hillsides and hilltops, there are many huge crystals shaped like crystals. Like some magical glass castles. Sunlight refracts from the edges of these crystals and gives off a rainbow-like light. On this strange world, the dark sky is like a bottomless abyss with a big mouth, and there are countless stars hanging in the sky. The Milky Way passes through the middle like a shining road, splitting the abyss in two. In the left half, among the stars gathered on the horizon, there is a blazing sun. In the right half, the earth shines with soft green light. The sun shines on it from the side, so it looks like a month and a half. In the dark and empty sky, the whole surface of the moon is particularly bright. This is because there is no atmosphere around the moon. Simply put, there is no air. As we know, air can not only absorb sunlight, but also scatter sunlight, making the shadows cast by objects fade. The shadows of objects on the moon are always getting darker and darker. So the object itself is clearer, brighter and more colorful. A lonely mountain stands not far from Mount Yun Yun. It is shaped like a cone or pyramid. From the foot of the mountain to the hill where the rocket landed, a path extends faintly. "It seems that this is not simple," I don't know. "This pyramid is likely to be built by the moon people. This path leading to the pyramid was also stepped out by them. " Before Bao Xiao could answer, he strode to the Moon Path in high spirits. When Bao Xiao saw that he had no time to talk about his personal views, he spread out his hands and followed him obediently. Some people think that when they arrive at the moon, they will jump around the surface of the moon like grasshoppers, saying that this is because the gravity on the moon is almost five-sixths smaller than that on the earth. However, I know nothing about it. Although the moon is not as attractive to them as the earth, they still don't feel that their weight has changed. This is because they have been in weightlessness for a long time and have lost the habit of carrying loads. They think their weight on the moon is the most normal and common, just like on the earth. Anyway, they didn't jump on the moon like grasshoppers or fleas, but walked normally. However, Bao Xiao has a feeling from time to time that everything around him seems to be turned upside down. The moon, the mountain peak, himself and the people walking in front know nothing-everything seems to be upside down. He felt that the surface of the moon seemed to be above, while the sky, together with all the stars and the sun, seemed to be below, while he himself wore cosmic boots and stuck to the moon. Hang there head down. At this moment, he was worried that he would slip out of his boots and fall head first into space, but his boots were left on the moon. This forced him to pull his boots once in a while to make them closer to his legs. The scenery in front of them is very similar to the mythical cold world. At the top of a very high cave, thousands of glittering and translucent skates hung upside down. Some of them are very short. Cling to the ceiling like shining Venus' ears. Some ice slides are bigger, as if strings of glowing braids hang down from them. Some ice slides are so big that the sharp top almost reaches the bottom of the hole. Some ice slides have touched the bottom of the cave, just like the pillars supporting the arched ceiling. The high stone wall of this ice palace is covered with all kinds of wonderful patterns by the cold.