Excellent composition in different ways

In ordinary daily life, many people have written compositions, which are composed of words. After people's thinking, express a theme through language organization. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is my excellent composition for you. Welcome to read the collection.

1 Your own path is your own, and others can't interfere with what path you take. There are many forks in the road in a long life. If you choose the right one, you may benefit for life. But even if you choose the wrong one, you may regret it for a lifetime. Let's talk about these forks in life today.

The first fork in the road: enlightenment. Either you took the fork in the road to enlightenment, or your parents chose it for you. In other words, your life depends on this fork in the road first. During this period, if you get a good education, it means that your first fork in the road is right.

The second fork in the road: the choice after the primary school graduation exam. This choice is also very important. Because if you take the wrong fork in the road, your life will be slim. For example, if someone goes rogue, his life will be over. It may be creepy for me to say this, but it's alarmist. If you choose to enter a good middle school, you can continue your life.

The third fork in the road: graduating from high school. If you choose the wrong university, or you just can't get into the university and have no skills, then you will be eliminated by society. There's only a 40% chance of getting ahead. But if you choose the right university, you are ready to go out to work; Maybe you didn't go to college, but you just have a skill. Then you have to walk bravely.

The fourth fork in the road: graduation from college. This fork in the road is more important. For example, the job you get is not suitable for you, so you can't apply what you have learned and play your specialty. This will lead to great work pressure and a sense of depression in life. But think about it, even if it's not your interest, sometimes you have to do it. Because in today's society, the elimination rate is getting higher and higher. In other words, you can't choose your job, which means your job is choosing you.

There are many forks in the road in life, so I will come one by one. But just, you know, the road is your own, the fork in the road is your own choice, don't believe in fate, you have to believe-fate is in our hands! We are the masters of this road!

There are two roads in Huangshulin, and I often only take the left one.

Today is my first day in the editorial department, but it happened that the editor-in-chief sent me a new person to rush the manuscript, and I also met Zhou Xuanzhi, the "most wanted man" in the mouth of my predecessors. I can only accept my fate. Through the yellow grove and the road on the right, I came to his door. "Well, 305, it should be here." I rang the doorbell several times, but no one answered. When the door opened, I held it with my foot, held it with one hand, and boldly said, "Bring me the manuscript." The boy in front wanted to close the door, so he had to give up. "You ... are responsible for my manuscript. This is a tragedy. The editorial department really tried its best to get my manuscript. " He said. "Cut the crap. Where is the manuscript? " I pretended to be fierce. He suddenly turned and walked back. I pushed the door open. To tell the truth, I regretted it the moment I opened the door. I regret walking into his house. On his sofa, on the floor, books and periodicals are lying at sixes and sevens, while he, the owner of this house, Zhou Xuanzhi, is lounging on the sofa chewing bread. "Your home ... is being swept away. The thief was not so beautiful when he broke into the house. " "So, in such an environment, how can I write a good manuscript? I am a person who pursues perfection. " No way. Is he lying to me? I can't believe he didn't write it. I really want to know who he really is. Didn't his parents tell him to clean up? "Didn't your parents ask you to clean up?" "No, because my parents don't live here." "You ..." He said so easily. I looked at my watch: 1 1:32. The damn editor insisted on getting the manuscript back before 2: 30. After that, I would only be scolded. "I'll give you a hint. My manuscript was probably thrown in that pile of books. Find it yourself slowly. " Isn't that for me to help him clean up? This is obviously trying to trick me into helping him clean up and take the manuscript as the price. The next thing I remember, I almost had to hold the wall when I left his house.

When I came back to my sister, Xi Xue looked at me carefully with a pair of savage eyes: "What did you do to make your hair so messy?" "I was hurt by an asshole. I finally cleaned up his house, but he only gave me a handwritten manuscript. " "Hey, cheating is wrong." She joked, "Back to the point, do you know that Lu Chen has been waiting for you all morning and just left?" There is nothing I can do about it. It's all Zhou Xuanzhi's fault. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have missed the appointment. I decided to play in the park. There are many benches on the left side of the road in that yellow grove. I saw pairs of men and women flirting on the bench, and my heart became more and more disgusted with Zhou Xuanzhi. Well, isn't that Lu Chen? How did he ... how did he let that woman feed him coffee like a disabled person? He never looked at me like that. "What are you looking at?" This sound is so familiar. Why does it still smell like blueberries? I turned my head and saw Zhou Xuanzhi standing beside me with a cup of ice cream, eating with a small spoon. Does he walk quietly? He looks terrible. "Why are you here?" "Hand in the manuscript, of course, free, come down and take a breath of fresh air. what are you reading? Do you want to have a taste? " He still speaks in his characteristic relaxed tone. "Oh, look at that man and woman. I saw them here two weeks ago. " Lu Chen found me and he stared at me. I won't trust him anymore. He is just a liar, a shameless liar. "Give me a bite." When Zhou Xuanzhi put the spoon with ice cream in my mouth, I felt a sense of pleasure and punishment in my painful heart. In the past, I usually forgave Lu Chen, but this time, it is impossible, and it will never be possible. On the contrary, I hate a person for at least three days before I forgive him, but this time I forgave Zhou Xuanzhi, who I hated two hours ago.

I took Zhou Xuanzhi's hand and turned around. I ran to the right of the road. I ran, ran, and ran to a place where there were few people. I sat on the ground in despair, hugged my thighs, lowered my head and began to sob in a low voice. "Open your mouth." Zhou Xuanzhi looked me in the eye and said softly, "Hmm …" He actually gave me a bite of ice cream at this moment. Before I could speak, he spoke first. "Is it sweet? If it's sweet, why are you crying? When a girl cries, that pure heart melts like ice cream, and it is not beautiful when the ice cream melts. " Only after listening to his words can I stop my tears. "Hey, Zhou Xuanzhi." "What is it?" "Let me have another bite." "Don't move, the chain of your skirt has cracked. I'd better feed you. " My tears fell on the ice cream and blended with it, just like bitterness and hope.

From then on, I know that the people you love in this world will walk through the turbulent crowd in the world, cross the great torrent of the times, come to you on your wrong road and hold you tight.