My hero's excellent composition

Excellent composition of heroes in my heart (selected 38 articles)

In daily study, work or life, everyone must have been exposed to composition, which can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (paper). Still at a loss for composition? The following is an excellent composition of Hero in My Heart compiled by Bian Xiao. Welcome to read, I hope you will like it.

Excellent composition of my hero 1

Although she is only an unknown primary school teacher, she will always be a hero in my heart.

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A hero is a street lamp. There is such a bright light in everyone's heart, either a soldier with outstanding military achievements, an extremely rich entrepreneur or a poet with graceful demeanor. The hero in my mind is not as world-famous as others think, but a figure in Taishan Beidou in various fields, just a teacher in a primary school in this northern town.

Elementary school and junior high school are a sad watershed. I crossed the past and bid farewell to my classmates and teachers who have been together for six years. When I explained Buddhism, I suddenly grew up On graduation day, every classmate rubbed my eyes red, but I didn't, just as strange as becoming bald overnight. Of course, I won't give up, especially my math teacher. I miss it even more. I hate how time flies, as soft as silk as moonlight, quietly pulling away from me, cunning and hateful! But these three thousand miles of flowing water are gone forever. Luckily, I took a spoon. I'll think about it. At that time, I was naive and playful. My classmate borrowed something from me, but I held it in my classmate's hand, stretched it out again and again, and repeated it several times, with a big smile on my face. But everything is seen by the sharp eyes of the Chinese teacher. When she criticizes me, I always like to stare at those eyes, which are as bright and moving as two green lakes, bottomless, as sharp as eagles and full of fire. She criticized me severely and mercilessly, using words like swords, pointing to two words that I value very much-character, yes, she questioned my character, and I held back my tears and prevented it from fermenting on my nose at will. But as soon as I got home, I cried at the top of my lungs. My mother called my teacher, not a Chinese teacher, but a math teacher. The next day, the math teacher comforted me. She said that she understood me and knew that my character was fine. I love math, I like the numbers dancing on my fingertips, I like her boasting whenever I liberate the Olympic math problem, and I like my son, who always says that we have an iron relationship. She said that if I worked hard, I could win the highest prize.

She is my hero. I know that she got full marks in many subjects in the college entrance examination, but she mistakenly became a people's teacher and devoted her life. She showed me the way forward and inspired me to go up and down. She lit up my heart in the dim crowd. I think she is my first teacher. From our conversation, it is not difficult to know what she wants. She wants me to be a hero in others' eyes. I think it's good. The hero in the hero's mind is also a hero, right? "Others have swords, and I have pens like knives" won't let you down, my hero!

Hero in my heart, excellent composition II

Since ancient times, heroes have come forth in large numbers, and women and children are well known. However, the hero in my mind is not so upright as Wen Tianxiang, who has never died since ancient times, and so detached as Tao Yuanming, who has never bowed his head for a bucket of rice. He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary.

"Tofu, buy tofu-",accompanied by hot weather, a cry of selling broke the peace of summer. I was shopping in the supermarket, and I was worried that there was no tofu my mother asked me to buy. I heard the peddling and ran out to buy it. When I went out, the voice came from a red-faced man like Guan Yu. His vest clung tightly to his body and a towel hung around his neck. He was riding on, so I stopped him quickly.

He stopped the car and asked me to choose tofu. I carefully selected it. He leaned back in the car and looked around. After the selection, I asked him to put the tofu on it and he picked it up. At this moment, a shrill whistle broke into my ear. Unconsciously, chubby tofu has broken into tofu flowers. Someone next to him gasped and heard fame. The big fellow held a little girl's hand tightly, his chest fluctuated violently, his face became redder than before, and the other hand picked up a towel to wipe the sweat. Then he squatted down and touched the little girl's head and said, "Be careful when crossing the road in the future." Then he turned around and looked at the tofu on the ground. He said shyly, "it's okay if the tofu is broken." Uncle will pick you a bigger one! " After that, he stuffed me with a big piece of tofu with rough hands and rode away.

There was a long selling sound in the distance, and I froze in place.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. There are countless such things as well-intentioned people helping others, but since the tragic story of "Abortion" happened, my heart has frozen three feet. I didn't think it would happen to me to give up myself to save others. I am surprised that such an ordinary person can sacrifice himself for others.

The sun in the sky, like a soldering iron, is still burning the earth mercilessly, and spring has blossomed in my heart.

Who says heroes are extraordinary and who is not ordinary? But people say they are unfair because their behavior is unusual. Ordinary people have extraordinary actions, so they can be called heroes!

This is my hero-an ordinary and extraordinary "small trader".

The hero in my heart excellent composition 3

Embark on the journey, not afraid of twists and turns, and pursue your dreams; The heart is sunny, fearless and sad, welcoming the dawn. Helen? Keller, you, my hero.

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Life is like a road, and faith is a beacon for navigation. Because of faith, like carp, it leaped over Longmen and became a dragon. When life is about to give up, I will always think of you-Helen? Keller, you are my hero.

You taught me how to face life. People are born unhappy. Some people are born disabled, while others are healthy, but they may be inarticulate, have no opinion and lack self-confidence. They often live in complaints and think that their shortcomings are like shadows in the sun. I, in this way, admit that I was born stupid, and all my thoughts are my own shortcomings and deficiencies. However, I met you unexpectedly-Helen. Because of your illness, you deprived you of the right to see the beauty of the world. It seems that the world has not been fully injected into your heart, and it has quietly left. However, you have not been devastated by this. It is that you spend every day with an optimistic attitude. The sun shines on you through the sky and illuminates your heart. It is because of you that you accompany and inspire you on the road of youth, and youth is more graceful. Helen? Keller, my hero.

You made me keep my faith and pursue my dreams. Dream is a lamp in the dark, unlike a lonely boat, lost in the vast sea. And you, the disabled person in people's eyes, are such a person. With unyielding faith and outstanding efforts, you have become a successful person in life. You, Helen, are proficient in English, French and German, and you were admitted to MIT with excellent results, which undoubtedly proves that you are not inferior to ordinary people. Because you have a dream, you want others to treat you like an ordinary person. However, while working hard, you have written something extraordinary. Similarly, I am in the flower season, why not work hard for my dream? Helen, my hero.

In Pushkin's If Life Deceives You, "If Life Deceives You, don't be sad or impatient." Helen was not made a big joke, but she wrote a wonderful story with her own belief and hard work and beat herself. What about you, Helen? Keller, my hero.

Seagulls are to waves, and the moon is to cliffs. After all, Xiaoxiang is far away. However, what remains unchanged is your belief, your spirit, your courage and strength, which are displayed in the vast sea of people, Helen? Keller, you are my hero.

The hero in my heart excellent composition 4

In the middle of the night, everything is silent, and occasionally I listen to the chirping cicadas of some birds. My lonely mood is getting colder and colder. Fortunately, you are by my side, sheltering me from the wind and rain like a hero. Let me break through all obstacles and go forward bravely. "Whose life has not died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and shine on history! " You are imprisoned on the beach of fear, a place full of memories. In the face of threats and inducements from the enemy, you are not afraid of anything, just to defend the dignity of the country! Wen Tianxiang, I don't know whether you can be praised and admired by future generations forever, as you said, but at least, you have made me understand the masculinity of not being proud, but not proud! You are the bravest hero in my mind!

The moon star is sinking, and your increasingly thin figure makes people sad and sad. In the dead of night, you come to the front of the yellow flower alone and drown your sorrows with wine, which is refreshing. You have given everything for love, but you can only accept the pain of your husband's separation from you. "People are thinner than yellow flowers", I admire your loyalty to love! You are the most perfect hero in my mind!

Time flies, the pain of the eight-year anti-Japanese war swept the country! In the face of this down-and-out scene, you stand up and give up medicine and join the literature! Lu Xun, you gave up your job in a Japanese university and went all the way back to your own country to fight the enemy to the death, but did you ever know that it was your novels that made the young intellectuals excited at that time? You used a pen as a weapon to beat back the Japanese army! I can't explain the joyful scene when thousands of Chinese people in Qian Qian shouted the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, but I know that your belief of "I commend Xuanyuan with blood" deeply conquered me and made me worship! You are the greatest hero in my mind!

"The winner of this Nobel Prize is China medical scientist Tu Youyou!" As soon as the news comes out, you let pride of chinese! You used your erudition to prove to the world that you and even China are powerful. But I understand that this is inseparable from your efforts and efforts day after day and year after year. I know your love for Chinese medicine, and I will always remember your earnest spirit! You are a worthy hero in my mind!

The sun rises and the moon sets, the plants are withered and the wind hasn't had time to dry the dew. Night after night, I got to know the heroes with different characteristics in your mind. When the flowers bloom and the clouds fall, I can still shout at the end of the sea: You are the best hero in my mind!

The hero in my heart excellent composition 5

Smiling and talking nonsense, you have long been my hero-inscription.

The road of life is bumpy and full of thorns. No one has cried, hurt or been hurt, but I am so lucky to have you with me all the time. In my heart, you will always be my best hero.

Do you still remember that when I was a child, I always pestered you like a crying child, because at that time you were such a tall image in my heart. I like beautiful skirts and cute dolls as much as other little girls my age, and you are like a magician who changes in the middle of the stage, and every little idea hidden in my mind will be realized by you. When I was a child, I lived like a princess. You spoil me, love me, and regard me as a treasure. I am also lucky to live under your protection. At that time, you were my hero, a unique hero. Because of you, my childhood life is carefree, because of you, my childhood will be so pure and beautiful.

Time flies like water, like fine sand between fingers, flowing away inadvertently. The love between you and me never changed. Early summer is so quiet and beautiful, I have grown into a slim girl. Do you remember? I am naturally active, so naughty that I will fall to the ground if I am not careful. I still remember my embarrassment when I fell to the ground, but you came over like an angel, stood by me and said with a smile, "I believe you will stand up by yourself." It was at this moment that this picture was permanently fixed in my heart and never erased. You were in the sun, which made me feel dreamy, as if you were a hero sent by God, encouraging me to stand up strongly. You gave me the confidence to stand up. You gave me the courage to stand up. It is also you who made me stand up strongly, which virtually gave me a strong heart to face difficulties. Maybe you don't know, at that moment, your heroic image in my mind was much taller.

Father, no matter how time flies, no matter how the years change, in this endless time, you will always be the most beautiful hero in my mind! I will still love you from the beginning!

Hero in my heart, excellent composition 6

Dong Cunrui laid down his life to blow up the bunker, he was a hero; Lin Zexu was a hero who saved the nation and eliminated opium in Humen. Xiao Yu came to fight the Japanese devils alone, and he was also a hero. My hero is my father.

My father is a farmer to the core. In the eyes of the villagers, my father is an out-and-out "cheapskate". Father always scrimps and saves, and only has a few clothes all the year round. On one occasion, the villagers saw their father walking home from the county seat for more than ten kilometers in the scorching sun, thinking that he was saving tens of dollars in travel expenses. Since then, the king's name has become louder and louder. Only I know that my father gave all his money to an old man and his travel expenses were stolen.

One spring, everyone in the village got on the bus leading to the county seat, ready to buy seeds. On the way back, when buying tickets, my father took out his clothes pocket and several tickets for 100 yuan were missing.

You know, a few hundred dollars is not a small sum for a farmer who lives by farming. My father only felt that it was dark at the moment, and everyone in the carriage was like a thief.

At this moment, on the field outside the car, a woman shouted, "My seed? Have any of you seen my seeds? That is the seed of my family for a year. "

The woman hid her face and sobbed. She just went out to relieve herself, and when she came back, the seeds were gone. She also said that her whole family is counting on this year's harvest. The passengers also condemned the thief who stole the seeds. Said he cut off the life of the poor.

At this time, the father took out his extra bag, stuffed it into the woman's hand, untied his bag and put the seeds into the empty bag one by one. Passengers saw this and followed suit. After a while, the original bag became bulging, like a full meal.

Father said, "If you plant less, I will plant less, and we can always live." The woman shed tears of excitement. When I got off the bus, my father felt that his body was burnt. When he touched his pocket again, those lost tickets were found again. Suddenly, my father felt that none of the people in the car were thieves who stole money.

My father always said, "As long as people help others, there will be no poor people in the world." My father's words still affect me. He held up the blue sky in my heart like a hero.

The hero in my heart excellent composition 7

Flowers bloom and fall, I can't forget you. When night falls, you cannot be forgotten. In my dream, you will not be erased. You are my great hero.

In the eyes of others, you are as ordinary as sand, but in my eyes, you are as great as a tree standing on a high mountain, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

When I was just full moon, I snuggled up in your warm arms and sniffed your unique fragrance greedily, but the silence was interrupted by a ringing telephone. You hurriedly put me down and took snow blower out, leaving only a whisper in my ear: "Baby, hammer hill Shirdo, the road is slippery, I'm going to clean there and come back to play hide-and-seek with you." I nodded in confusion, watching your generous back disappear in front of me. I know you went to hammer hill for our safety. At that time, you were my hero

On my ninth birthday, I enjoyed the affection of my relatives in my room, held your hand and fed you a piece of cake. However, before the cake was completely swallowed, the mobile phone on the table rang happily again. You reached out and answered the phone. It turned out that the property asked you to clean up the garbage in the community. You patted me gently on the head and said to me gently, "son, go and play with your brother and sister, and I'll buy you a small gift when I come back." I nodded with joy and watched you leave. Later, I went to the kitchen to look for water, and I happened to see you working on the roadside downstairs. It was summer, and you wiped the sweat from your cheeks and shook your sour arm from time to time. I know that you work tirelessly for a cleaner environment and a more comfortable life in our community. At that time, you were my hero

When I came home from school at noon today, I saw you sitting on the sofa sweating, but your hands and feet were red with cold. I stepped forward to hold your hand and made me tremble. I frowned and scolded you for not wearing gloves. You shook your head, raised your eyes and smiled at me: "It's troublesome to wear gloves, so don't hurry up. What should you do if it keeps snowing? " I know you always think of us, regardless of your own cold and warm. After dinner, I have to leave again, watching my tall figure disappear into my eyes, as if I were a hero on the battlefield. At that time, you were my hero

Flowers bloom and fall, and you stand among the petals; When night falls, you disappear into the darkness; When I dream, you always appear in my mind. My father, a sanitation worker, is a great hero in my mind.

The hero in my heart excellent composition 8

When I was a child, the world was small, and my father was my hero.

When I was seven years old, my father made my first model plane. At that time, my little world was very small, and a model airplane could fill it. I showed off my model to my friends. At that time, my father was an omnipotent hero in my heart.

In the fifth grade, the active factors grew rapidly, and I never sat still in class. Fighting with classmates and talking back to the teacher made the teacher helpless. Until one time, a naughty classmate provoked me, and I chased people around the playground. Finally, I accidentally killed them. The teacher shouted at me and invited my parents, which was the last straw. I went home trembling and reported it to my father, hoping that the hero's father could defend my crime of negligent injury. After listening to my glorious deeds, my father only said: Don't worry, I will tell the teacher tomorrow.

My uneasy heart just calmed down a little.

When I got to school, my father and teacher were honest with each other, analyzed the right and wrong of our two children, argued endlessly and defended me from time to time. I hid aside and listened, filled with joy. Finally, the teacher was persuaded by my father and took back his life without punishing me.

I said to myself, dad is really something, really cool! You are my hero.

I just don't know why. From then on, I stopped being naughty and causing trouble everywhere, and began to understand responsibility and responsibility.

Now as I grow older, I begin to understand something I didn't understand when I was a child.

One day, I accidentally opened my father's notebook, and there was a paragraph in it that said to me: Daughter, I am your hero. It is my responsibility to love you and protect you. I will accompany you when you grow up. When you plunge into this world, I will tell you how to deal with it. When I read these words written by my father, I suddenly remembered the incident that my father defended me in the fifth grade. Now, I understand that the quarrel between father and teacher is to appease a child's sensitive and fragile mind, and also to tell the child how to grow up and take responsibility in another way.

It turns out that dad is the hero who really protects me.

I am growing up and my world is getting bigger, but no matter how big the world becomes, you will always be the most powerful hero in my heart!

The Hero in My Heart Excellent Composition 9

There is a hero in everyone's heart. The hero in my heart, unlike the hero in the movie, does not defend our country, saves lives like a doctor, and brings warmth to people like the sun, but he is always unknown. At work, they are the most handsome "retrograde".

"Your courage is burning and your declaration is rising. Your figure is so vigorous that you can only walk in the fire. I don't know who you are, but I know you are a fireman. You protect people's safety with your life. " This is the lyrics of "I only know that you are a fireman". From that line, we can appreciate the author's admiration for firefighters.

August 12, others thought it was an ordinary day, but Tianjin people thought it was a disaster. At 23: 30, an explosion occurred in Tianjin Port. When people fled the scene, a group of people dressed in red ran to the fire. Who are they? Yes, it's those firefighters who we call "retrograde" who are willing to risk their lives for the safety of the country and people's property. Li Yuanhang was one of 85 firemen who left their families without saying goodbye in this accident. Li Yuanhang: Male, (1994-06-20 12, August 2009), a native of Linying County, Henan Province, joined the army in September 20 19, with the rank of private. He used to be a soldier of the Special Service Team of the Development Zone Detachment of tianjin fire Corps. In this way, a 2 1 year-old boy left us forever. Forever and ever, firefighters are my heroes, because they are meticulous, disciplined and hard-working in training. After finishing their studies, they left their hometown and started their military career, inspiring them to serve the motherland and the people. I attended military training a few days ago. Through military training, I know that it is not easy to be a soldier.

On the first day, out of curiosity, I felt that time passed quickly and I didn't feel uncomfortable. I got up at 6 o'clock the next day and felt sore all over. I said to my mother, "Can I ask the teacher for leave today?" Say I'm not feeling well "Mother said," the only way to be a man is not to suffer. Look at the firemen. They train every day, but they are tired without shouting. You are tired after only one day of military training, so bear with it. "I thought to myself: Can I be defeated by three days of military training? No; Besides, military training is also good for us, and I have to endure no matter how hard it is. I am a man! It was the fireman's fighting spirit that inspired me and made my military training in the next two days never sound bitter. While walking on the road, I was humming, "Listen, blow the horn of a new journey and summon the goal of a strong army ahead. "

Some retrograde people have left us forever, no! Their spirit is still there, and their spirit will last forever. Here, I would like to thank those retrograde people who are selfless, forget their lives, sacrifice themselves for others, go forward bravely, and put the interests of the country and the people first!