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What is fun? Interesting means people are interested. As the saying goes, reading and endorsing is the greatest pleasure. Then tell me more about my fun. The following is my composition for the senior high school entrance examination. There are also interesting compositions here for your reference. Welcome to read!

There are also interesting things here, Fan Wenyi.

"The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house." Indeed, reading is my pleasure.

On a foggy morning. Holding a glass of milk in hand, facing the morning breeze, telling a fresh or unrestrained ancient poem or reciting a heroic article. In a word, it's a good start to the day.

In the silent park, sit on a bench and savor the fun in the book. Feel infinite peace in my heart.

In the book, I can read the beautiful love story between Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu, Xin Qiji's hard-won ambition, Du Fu's ups and downs in his life, and Gong Zizhen's persistent pursuit. You can enjoy the magnificence of "lonely smoke in the desert, the long river setting the yen", the pyramids in Egypt, the Eiffel Tower in France and Big Ben in Britain. You can learn about the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, the most famous places in the world, such as adventures of sherlock holmes, Harvard, Cambridge, etc.

Books not only give me happiness, but also give me confidence. At the composition exchange meeting, I am usually shy. Now I can talk in Kan Kan and answer questions with my classmates. It is this book that gives me confidence.

Books broaden my horizons, enrich my emotions and cultivate my sentiment. It is the book that makes me understand the truth, appreciate the famous buildings and understand the world. In the sea of books, I soar to my heart's content ... This is my world.

Writing for the senior high school entrance examination also has fun here.

What is fun? Interesting means people are interested. As the saying goes, reading and endorsing is the greatest pleasure. Then tell me more about my fun.

Recite the Tang poetry quickly. The news came that my mother was calling me. I have to have a rest and recite Tang poems every day. Alas, I'm so tired that I can only recite 300 poems of Tang and Song Dynasties every day. Come on, I can't go out to rest today. In a word, alas, there is no way to break the sacred destiny. I used to regard Tang poetry as my sworn enemy. I have no choice but to.

One day, after learning a good Tang poem, I accidentally opened the history books I had learned from the bookshelf. I read historical stories one by one. I was amazed at a historical event. I told Marshal Paulus that he was a famous marshal in World War I, who made great contributions and gained a reputation, but he became a shameful traitor in wartime. That's what my mother said. Wrong, it's a famous ancient poem. I thought: Yes, I said a famous ancient poem. Yes, I'm a little secretly proud. Li Shimin's water is easy to carry a boat, but it's easy to overturn it. I compare people to water and myself to a boat. If I don't rule well and don't even know their sufferings, then the people will rebel. I thought the same thing.

At the beginning of school, I almost recited Tang poetry and Song poetry. As soon as school started, the teacher asked me to recite Tang poetry and Song poetry. I recited well and the teacher praised me. That's because I am a poor student and a little proud.

Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later. My mother just asked me to learn more and learn about the fun of reading.

Don't be idle, I am sad. If you don't study hard when you are young, if you are old, it will be too late. I'd better recite more!

There is fun here, too, which is the fun of reading, because only in this way can I understand the truth and fun.

There's fun here, too, Fan Wensan.

I don't like amusement parks because they are too noisy. I don't like shopping streets because they are too noisy. I don't like internet cafes even more, because it will make people lose themselves and find their souls. Of course, it's fun, but it's only physical rather than mental. Come here from time to time or you can relax.

You may ask me, is there anything interesting besides those places? I want to say that the place where the mind can stop is convenient and fun.

I have been to Jiming Temple in Nanjing, climbed the stairs and slowly stepped into the pure land of Buddhism. It was raining lightly, so it was unnecessary to take an umbrella. The rain swept away the fine dust outside the temple, leaving only a crystal clear.

Burn incense along the guide rail first. The incense in the incense burner fills the air and has a unique fragrance, which makes people feel very quiet. After arriving at the bell tower, the prayer bell was slammed by me and the voice echoed.

I went to the front hall again and happened to meet a monk and a nun doing their homework. The monk who presided over the evening class looked like he was in his thirties, with a calm and indifferent face, surrounded by the sound of cormorants and chanting. I have been listening to an hour-long evening class.

I don't know Sanskrit, and I haven't recited Buddhist scriptures, but I seem to see the lotus quietly blooming and the buds slowly growing in my heart. I seem to have heard a lot, but I forgot it in the blink of an eye.

I came to the flower forest behind the temple with a peaceful heart, where I was the only one. As soon as the rain stopped, a flower bone became more and more pure after being washed away by the rain, as if it had washed away the enchanting lead flower. I look at this little flower. Although it has not yet blossomed and looks invincible, it has actually weathered.

Sitting on the small stone stool under the tree, I am glad that the buzzing of Sanskrit in my ear has not dispersed. Stop at the temple and have fun here.

Fun, because I won't be disturbed by all kinds of chores.

Fun, because I can feel inner peace.

Fun, because I enjoy the happiness of nature in peace.

Voice of Jiming Temple, Yue Xuanwu, Kongjinling.

Sanskrit chanting in temples can purify the heart and delight the soul.

In modern cities, we may gradually get lost in the pursuit of fame and fortune. Why not have fun here, because I am a Buddhist temple, because you are a famous mountain and a small bridge?

Quiet nature also has fun, which is what I am looking for here.

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Life is full of fun everywhere, as long as you have eyes for discovery, familiar places and unique fun.

Once upon a time, my home was in a criss-crossing alley, full of old houses, red brick walls and black stone bricks, and the walls were covered with large areas of creepers.

My pleasure lies in grandpa's old bike. Grandpa wears a hat on his head all the year round to cover his white hair, and several well-defined wrinkles are scattered around his eyes. This car is older than me, and it is rusty.

Grandpa always smiles at me with his car keys. "Girl, grandpa will show you around the alley." I sat in the back, grandpa had a big pipe in his mouth, and the car squeaked. When I look around, Grandpa will tell me how hard their childhood life was and how good their old house was. As he talks, he still spits out a few wisps of smoke in his mouth. When we meet interesting places, we always laugh happily. It's my pleasure.

Then I grew up. It's still that criss-crossing alley, except that grandpa can't ride me anymore.

Later, I smiled and said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, let's go around the alley." Grandpa is still holding the car keys in his hand, smiling and nodding.

We still pushed the old bike and squeaked into the alley. I pushed the car next to me, and grandpa walked slowly. The pipe has disappeared, and grandpa still tells me old stories, their childhood life and their old house. ...

Walking, I suddenly found a fruit stand in front of me. Grandpa suddenly shouted in surprise, "I saw pears, which used to be your favorite." Yes, I used to like it best. Every time I come back from school, grandpa will buy half a catty of pears around the fruit stand for me to carry in my hand and then go home.

Grandpa walked forward excitedly, slowly, but his back looked so firm. He tried to walk fast, and my nose was a little sore. After a long time, grandpa came back, stuffed the pear into my hand and said with a smile, "Let's go."

I also smiled and pushed the car slowly, and the hearty laughter continued to reverberate in the criss-crossing alleys. ...

Same alley, same people, same road, just, fun, but different.

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Generation after generation came, left and never came back.

Yes, I'm just a shabby old house, so I'm no longer remembered. I'm just Shikumen, that's all.

One day, I saw some paunchy people pointing at me and trying to push me down, saying that I was too old, too old. I was so sad that I almost wanted to cry. Looking at the familiar and shabby rocking chair in front of me, my thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the past. ...

I still remember when I first built it. It is unique and integrated with western architectural culture. People rushed to move in and live with me. That rocking chair was bought by a young couple who just moved in at that time ... Young girls always like to lie in the rocking chair and bask in the sun, and so does giving birth. She told stories with her baby in her arms in the sun all day, and the sunshine reflected their smiles so brilliantly. The child is growing up. When she was about 4 or 5 years old, the child couldn't help playing in the fields. She always giggles and shuttles between my doors. She even climbed the window, even the roof. Every time her mother saw it, she smiled helplessly and coaxed the child down. It seems that at that time, I was like their amusement park, and their cheerful laughter still lingered in my ears. ...

Later, they moved away. Maybe I'm old, or maybe I can't satisfy them anymore. They happily went to the reinforced concrete city and never came back. ...

Until one day, I was pleasantly surprised to know that the state declared me a key protected object, which would never be dismantled and preserved forever. I was so happy and excited that I couldn't describe it. One after another, I saw tourists from all over the world and even foreign countries come to visit me and take photos with me. I seem to have regained my former elegance, and the sound of tourists laughing appeared in my ears, just like that family.

How I wish they could come to see me again!

Please don't forget that there are also interesting things here; Don't forget the happy years you once had; Don't forget your hearty laughter. I still hope that in that noisy city, you can give yourself a chance-to remember, appreciate and relive the fun of the past-and I still hope that you can come back and have a look ...