Writing a composition in the war

1. Look at the photos and talk about the war composition

Look at the photos and talk about the war composition

There was a black-and-white photo like this in my textbook, which made people cry after reading it. It also confirms that on August 28th, 1937, this was a real photo taken by a reporter when the Japanese invaders bombed the Shanghai Railway Station. As can be clearly seen in the photos, after being bombed, Shanghai Railway Station left only tattered houses, cracked overpasses, twisted railways and brick fragments everywhere. There is also a funny little boy. He is only two or three years old. Why is he sitting alone in the ruins crying? What about his parents? One question after another came to my mind. Perhaps, his parents were about to take him to a beautiful place, and before he got on the train, he was killed by a criminal bullet, so he could only sit on the ground and cry helplessly. Thinking of this, I really hate those inhuman Japanese invaders who have destroyed many happy families. Compared with them, I think we are much happier than them. Although our region is peaceful, there are still some areas where war is threatening the delicate flower of peace. The God of peace does not live forever. Let's work together to safeguard world peace, stop war and make mankind's tomorrow better and more peaceful. 2. The second volume of the fourth grade, how to write a picture composition about war < P > War is the devil! It makes children lose their parents, wives lose their husbands, and the originally happy family becomes fragmented.

on August 28th, 1937, "Boom! Boom Boom ..... "The explosion resounded through the sky, which was supposed to be quiet. The once prosperous Shanghai South Railway Station vanished in an instant. A little boy less than three years old sat beside the ruins and cried. The heartbreaking cry and the bombing of the plane intertwined into a sinful symphony.

why is the child crying? Where are his parents? What the hell happened here? People have a series of questions.

It turned out that the Japanese plane bombed Shanghai South Railway Station crazily, and the overpass, platform and tracks of the station were damaged, and the ground was covered with charred and mutilated bodies. Many women who were killed in the square clung to their headless and missing children, and the incendiary bombs thrown by the Japanese plane ignited the station, which was filled with smoke for a time, which was terrible.

A reporter took a picture of the evil of the Japanese invaders, a lonely child, whose eyes were covered with desolation. I guess, in the smoke, a young couple took refuge with their son who was less than three years old, and their family of three came to the train station. The people who came to the train station to take refuge were really crowded, and the child who was less than three years old was holding his beloved puppy to get on the train. At this moment, the plane of the Japanese aggressor arrived savagely, and when it dived, it dropped bombs wildly. Suddenly, Shanghai South Railway Station was in ruins, and people at the railway station were bombed to death. Before the little boy could figure out what was going on, another bomb was dropped, and his parents instinctively set up a "bridge" to hide him below. His parents were killed alive, and he climbed out of the bloody. He has no family now. Who made him lose his family? Who made him homeless? It is war! It's a bullet of sin! My heart flooded with hatred of war and hatred of the initiators of war.

Today, although our children in China live in a peaceful environment, the world is not peaceful, and evil bullets are still threatening the delicate "flower of peace". On behalf of peace-loving people all over the world, I appeal to the whole international community: for the sake of mothers not losing their sons, wives not losing their husbands, and people not losing their loved ones, the whole world should maintain peace and stop wars! Let the flowers of peace bloom all over the world; Let the song of peace fly in the world forever; Let the god of peace live on earth forever! 3. A post-war photo composition 2 words 9 articles

This is an old yellow black-and-white photo, but it is an unusual photo.

It was filmed on August 28th, 1937, when Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station. In this photo, from a distance, we can see rows of dilapidated waiting rooms in the railway station. At this time, the waiting rooms are empty, and the noise and crowds in the past have disappeared.

There is an overpass next to the waiting room, which has also collapsed in half. It is surrounded by broken bricks, broken tiles and broken stones left by the collapse of the bridge. The air is filled with the pungent smell of something burning and the smell of gunpowder. At this time, the Shanghai South Railway Station is dead silent. But in the vicinity of this photo, there is a ragged and bony child who is particularly eye-catching. I saw him sitting beside the long railway track crying.

Maybe he is still a nursing baby; Maybe I have learned to walk, but now I have been scared silly by the bombing just now, so I can only sit on the ground and cry; Maybe you were injured in the bombing just now? We don't know, in short, this is a lonely child. Seeing this, we can't help asking, where are the parents of this child? Oh, maybe he lost his life in the frenzied bombing of the enemy just now, or he was separated from the child in the chaos and was anxiously looking for the child? After reading this photo, my mood can't be calm for a long time. I feel sorry for the poor child in the photo. I hate the Japanese invaders who are heartless and innocent. I hate this war. 4. Look at the picture, and think about the picture and write another article, composition war

Facing the oppression of the times, the friction between the stars and the sky, and the coming of adversity, I will never accept adversity. Facing the need for courage is like the beautiful flowers, the gorgeous light of the stars, and the quiet loneliness at night.

Today, I passed by the street of youth, and faced a difficult choice, which was unspeakable. I always feel that this day is very long.

It makes me feel breathless. The clouds reveal Feifei's sadness, and the fine sunny days are all hidden. My heart has also fallen into a trough, and my eyebrows have become shackles. I am eager to become a small piece of the cloud in the sky, pursue my dream, collect a friendship, and fall in love with a glimmer of hope.

Time stands still at this moment, as if the old story were reinterpreted, and Daiyu, with a yellow face, was quietly wiping her tears. Qu Yuan is lyrical in Wangjiang, while Li Bai is homesick for the full moon ... Facing the cool breath, sadness is as transparent as soap on my forehead.

Pray for a rainbow to kiss away my sadness, and pray for a spring rain to drive away my mildew. Looking up at the dark night, it was as silent as death. Time always passed by in minutes. There were no stars in the dark, and it was unlucky to rely only on the vast night sky.

Only the faint light and my slow breathing are left. Dense high clouds described the night as horrible, and the wrinkles on the lake, mixed with a few uneven lights, vaguely emerged on the lake.

It's still noisy on the earth, and the full moon is buried by the floating clouds. The night of this day is gentle, dipped in the ruthless night wind and rustling leaves, and it falls on the earth, and the depression in my heart slowly disappears, secretly accepting the long happiness. Dream-like feelings, in the face of all these colorful, hidden behind the clear heart, secretly stay in a series of cadence notes.

Facing the pressing time, I touched my delicate life and outlined my colorful mileage. 5. A post-war photo composition 2 words 9 articles

This is an old yellow black-and-white photo, but it is an unusual photo. It was filmed on August 28th, 1937, when Japanese invaders bombed Shanghai South Railway Station.

In this photo, from a distance, we can see rows of dilapidated waiting rooms in the railway station. At this time, the waiting rooms are empty, and the previous noisy and crowded situation has disappeared. There is a flyover next to the waiting room, which has also collapsed in half. It is surrounded by residual bricks, broken tiles and gravel bricks left by the collapse of the bridge. The air is filled with the pungent smell and gunpowder smell of something burning. At this time, Shanghai South Railway Station is dead silent.

But in the vicinity of this photo, a ragged and scrawny child is particularly eye-catching. I saw him sitting beside the long railway track crying. Maybe he is still a nursing child; Maybe I have learned to walk, but now I have been scared silly by the bombing just now, so I can only sit on the ground and cry; Maybe you were injured in the bombing just now? We don't know, in short, this is a lonely child.

seeing this, we can't help asking, where are the parents of this child? Oh, maybe he lost his life in the frenzied bombing of the enemy just now, or he was separated from the child in the chaos and was anxiously looking for the child?

after reading this photo, my mood can't be calm for a long time. I feel sorry for the poor child in the photo. I hate the Japanese invaders who have lost their conscience and killed innocent people. I hate this war. 6. Write a composition on the topic of war

(composition of war: 1) Talk about wars at all times, at home and abroad. How many wars have been fought and how many lives have been taken? Can we count them clearly? War, how much pain it has brought to people; How many families have lost their loved ones; How many innocent people lost their precious lives; How many poor children have become helpless orphans? Speaking of Yuanmingyuan, I am even more sorry. How many rare treasures are there in Yuanmingyuan? If it weren't for the war, how could this treasure house with countless rare treasures disappear? The Yuanmingyuan, a treasure house that has devoted the efforts of generations, was destroyed in one fell swoop, which is really heartbreaking! Britain and France put these treasures plundered from China into their own pockets, while Charles Louis Napolé on Bonaparte even exhibited the cultural relics looted from Yuanmingyuan in the Tuileries Palace, the then royal palace. What was the war? War is the killing of weak countries by some powerful countries in order to achieve their own goals. The Nanjing Massacre is a good example. The hateful Japanese army killed 3, China compatriots in Nanjing in order to achieve their own goals, and the blood flowed like a river. In order to commemorate 3, China compatriots, people set up a memorial hall for the victims of the Nanjing Massacre in Nanjing. That massacre shocked the whole world, and only the hateful Japanese still don't admit it. China people will never forget the unforgettable day for all China people-December 13th, 1937. The history of the war is abhorrent, the war is ruthless, and it is * * *. The people who started the war are as heartless and hateful as war. Although there is no war in China today, what about those weak countries? I am here to make an appeal: stop the war and save the children! (Composition 2 of War): Whoever opened the door of war, I don't know when, the smoke of war permeated the whole earth. Therefore, the originally kind and simple human beings were divided into good and evil, and the world war began to open. People are half angels and half demons. This is true. Even the kindest people in people's hearts have their devil side. I remember this story: in a debate, people actually lost to pigs. But after listening to the pig's argument, I feel that this is quite reasonable. The pig said: people are detained in your prison, people are shot on the execution ground, and people are still the ones who started the war of aggression. But no matter in the prison, execution ground or the battlefield of aggression, there is not even a shadow of us. Is it the stupidest thing in the world that you people did? Because there are too many wars of human beings, it will dominate the devil's position. Then, this closed door of war was opened by us human beings. However, how many innocent people have been hurt by these cruel and ruthless wars, and what hat have they put on their heads? What are the children who have been rolling around in the war for months? What are you in people's hearts in order to be invincible and do bad things? People fighting! Please wake up! Think about your mistakes, the cliff is in front of you, and the shore is when you turn back! You see, every white cloud in the sky is full of our pain. Every star records the children's expectations. Even the blue sky is written with many poets' wishes and ideals. We need peace and don't want to see the war again. We can only return the sky to a beautiful world with the help of thousands of angels, and strive to tighten the evil door and let the war stop. 7. A thoughtful composition of a war photo in 3 words

When I see a child crying in the ruins, I will keep thinking: The war has killed countless people, and the war has made countless people seriously ill. Why should we fight? Why not live a good life? Why on earth is this?

On August 28th, 1937, when Japan was bombed by the invaders, a child cried in the bombed railway station. Was he scared to cry by the "boom" sound of shells and missiles? Was he abandoned by his parents? Rule out this possibility. I can't help but ask, "where are your parents, little child?" Are your parents lost with you? " I saw this picture again and thought, "Did his parents get killed by shells? It's possible. A missile fell from the sky and a person fell to the ground. I saw it terrible. " The child in the ruins cried louder and louder, as if to say, "My parents, where are you?". How can I live without you? What will happen to me in the future Is it destiny takes a hand that I can't see you? " Many buildings have collapsed, almost hitting children, and the ground has sunk. "Are children going to be crushed to death alive?"

in the distance, it seems that some people are going to get off the stage. I thought, "Could he have died before he came down?" Unexpectedly, my mouth is as bright as a warm crow's mouth. Just halfway down, it was already crushed to death. The child is still crying, and I am anxious to say, "What's the use of crying here, little child?" Don't hurry. " I'm not like a heartless person. I can understand his mood now. Even if you can't walk, you should be able to climb. The building fell from the sky with a fierce momentum. It's like coming for a child. What will happen to children?

We look forward to it, and we pray for it. Here, I like to appeal to the whole world: "Save the children, want peace instead of war." I also hope that one day. Please stop this evil war! God of peace, you must stay on earth forever! 8. the composition of the battle in the photo

The story composition of a photo treasures a photo in my photo album, which I took when I was a child.

In the photo, I'm wearing a thick cotton-padded coat and rolling in the snow. I'm covered with snowflakes, and a snowball just hit my face, just like Santa Claus. But I am still very happy, with a bright smile on my face.

every time I see this photo, I can't help thinking of one thing. It was a cold winter morning, and everything was wrapped in silver. Pedestrians on the road were wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, leaving footprints of different depths on the road covered with snow. I suggested to have a snowball fight, and everyone agreed.

So my mother took my eldest brother and my second brother to have a snowball fight. In a short time, we came to the field.

I looked everywhere, but I saw it as far as the eye could see.