Composition of street lamp

In study, work and life, everyone has been exposed to composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is the street lamp composition I collected for you, for reference only, I hope it will help you.

I am a street lamp, a humble street lamp, in this dark night.

No one will notice us, which is undoubtedly a depravity. But we are willing to serve the people. Our fate is sealed. You don't have to sympathize with us. Because this is our own choice, otherwise we won't shine at night and light up the whole city.

We don't have the beautiful paint we used to have. Now, the paint has come off, revealing ugly red rust. There are no gorgeous decorations and colorful lights. When night falls, lanterns are busiest. They are everywhere in trees, houses and people's windowsills.

And we are in silence, we are in the dark, we are in the unknown loneliness, emitting light, illuminating the whole city, driving away the darkness and guiding the way for people. Until the sun rises in Ran Ran, we are all suffering and our gums are aching. We can finally have a rest, but we have to welcome the darkness of the next day. Yes, maybe some people have long been used to darkness, but we still stubbornly create light that is not cherished.

We stood on the roadside of the city. We are unknown and selfless street lamps and a series of bright makers.

The composition of street lamp 2, cadence, explains the philosophy of iron and fire to the four seasons; The simple breeze, rain or shine, wipes the eyes of the night indefinitely. Your distant, bumpy and blazing footprints are dusty in Ying Chao: solidified into fossils that drill wood for fire; Oil lamps in thatched old houses; The drops under the bronze candlestick clear tears. From the ruins of wooden plows and hoes and abandoned fields, I walked tirelessly from the other side of the market, with romance and passion in my eyes. Still in the faint silence, lying in the arms of the moon, flying fiery hope.

Street lamps, cut open the chest of steel, stand a burning heart, bravely, accurately and as always, collect debts from the darkness, even if it is far away. When people cheered the morning light, they left quietly without complaining about being left out. In the face of colorful and prosperous days, a little nostalgia and a little regret are silently cast into the nerves of steel.

Street lamps, staying up all night, keeping silent all night, pay close attention to the surroundings with sincere eyes, clearly cut open the texture of the night, and give a detailed explanation to the eyes around people at their feet. As a result, the night in the city flows like a galaxy.

Street lamp composition 3 Hi! Hello, I'm a street lamp. I am very tall, two or three meters high. My head will light up at night, which will bring light to people. Maybe this is my role and value.

During the day, I stood there motionless like a pillar, but at night, I would shine and light the way for those who traveled at night or worked overtime until late at night.

Day by day passed. In these ordinary days, I have seen different people, different scenery and unforgettable stories. ...

One night, I saw a very tired and tired person. He went home hunched, so sleepy that his eyes almost closed. I know, he is a migrant worker who works at night. I quickly pointed my beam at him, bright and warm, and brought the man back to a sober state.

This is me, the street lamp. Although I am ordinary, I can be seen everywhere on the street; Although my life is boring and I stand there motionless every day, I am very happy. Because I can bring light and companionship to night workers, so that they no longer feel dark and lonely.

At night, it is dark, the moon is hidden in the clouds, and the stars go home to sleep. Trees in the dark are like monsters, so scared that even the air will freeze.

I'm walking on such a narrow road, and I have nowhere to tell my fears. I'm afraid that even the slightest sound will attract the terrible Honky.

It was in this fear that the road opened when I walked, and I was covered by an orange light. I can't help but be dazed and look up. The orange light is not dazzling, but it has a somewhat peaceful taste, just like a kind grandfather.

One street lamp after another was neatly arranged in front of me. They all seem to be smiling at me. The orange street lamp accompanied me on my way home.

When I opened the door and turned on the light, I suddenly woke up: the road lamp that illuminates me in front, the lovely orange lamp, are you an ordinary lamp? You are an eternal belief! That orange light is simply a lovely smiling face, which is a simple happiness from the heart after helping others.

The clouds dispersed and shed white moonlight; The stars came out and blinked like eyes; Trees rustle as if praising street lamps.

In the future, I also want to be a street lamp to help others and give others light and happiness.

I am a big black street lamp, standing beside the road every day. During the day and at night, I live that boring and boring life every day.

That night, I worked silently as usual. But before long, a stealthy man in black suddenly appeared in the distance. I didn't care at first, but it actually took my body one by one and put it on the truck. I was scared, but I couldn't resist.

Soon, I was transported to a shabby place, and the ground was full of potholes. There are no street lamps here. After the man pretended to be me, after a while, a lot of poor people in rags suddenly appeared around me. They all said, "Bald Li Si, thank you for bringing us light." "You're welcome!" The man in black said with a smile, took off his black hat and showed his shiny bald head.

Later, I learned that this is a poor village called the poor ghost village. The man who brought me here is Li Si, a bald man and a big family in the village. (Although there is only a thousand dollars and a suit), the others are penniless. Because the village was poor, Li Si, a bald man, risked his life to steal me here to benefit the villagers.

Thought of here, I shed tears of emotion. In this way, I stayed in Guangtou Village, silently serving the villagers and always serving. ...

Street lamp composition 6 Street lamp is the most common member of the lamp family, but I have a special liking for it because small street lamps play a huge role.

The street lamps in Beijing are lit up on time at six o'clock every night until the next morning. It keeps working in the wind and rain every day, standing neatly on both sides of the road, driving away darkness and bringing light, overlooking passing cars and pedestrians, allowing cars to pass safely and pedestrians to go home with peace of mind.

I remember when I was a child, I was very scared when I walked through a dark alley. It was so dark that I didn't dare to move forward. After school, the streets and alleys are blocked by street lamps, and every corner is as bright as day. Finally, I can stride forward fearlessly.

Brother Street Lamp's silent dedication has brought us convenience, but there are always some people who are constantly hurting him. Some small advertisements are often posted on lampposts, and some brothers' street lamps have been kicked to leave mud footprints ... Although Brother Street Lamp sometimes cries, he has not forgotten to benefit us and continue to give us light. Selfless street lamps remind me of teachers who made selfless contributions to us, gave us soldiers who lived in peace, gave us life and raised our parents. Which one of them is not silently dedicating himself?

How beautiful and warm the world would be if everyone, like Brother Street Lamp, silently contributed to the benefit of others!

I am a street lamp, a tall and thin street lamp, but I can't move. I meet some people every day, but I can only be conscious at night. Those unusual people passed by me. I remember once, a little boy was very sad, probably because he lost his mother, so he cried. I really want to say "don't cry" to that little boy. You stand here and wait for you. Suddenly, the little boy stopped crying. Oh! It turned out that he saw his mother's figure and stopped crying. He shouted "Mom" and I came.

Many people appear in front of you every day, and many cars appear in front of you. How do you feel? There are also some people willing to help. Once I saw an old lady with reading glasses. Her hair is dark and curly, and her waist is a little hunched. Walking slowly, every time the old lady crosses the road, some kind people help her cross the road, but every time someone helps her cross the road, she keeps saying something, as if to say thank you again for the young people.

Another time, there was an uncle who drove a taxi. He wears a big brown six-pointed star and drives a big truck with a green front and a white rear. Suddenly there was a brown poodle, like a Teddy dog. Its owner is a little boy in a hat. It is estimated that the owner missed the rope and the dog ran away. Fortunately, the taxi uncle stopped the car and there was no accident.

Street lamps play a great role, so we should cherish every street lamp around us.

There are so many things in this world that I can't count them. If I were a street lamp, I would never be able to walk and go where I want to go.

If I were a street lamp, all kinds of people would pass by me every day, and many different things would emerge in front of me, accompanied by my companions. How carefree it would be! If I were a street lamp, I could see ants walking on the fence, birds singing on the wires, larks hanging their voices from the trees, and I could also see the passivity of foraging in the yard next to me.

If I am a street lamp, I can show people the way home when they can't find their way at night. The children are afraid of sleeping alone at night, so I will shine into their house with a faint light. Every day, police uncles who work hard pass by the roadside, and I will make them shine on their way home.

If I were a street lamp, whenever night falls, I would make the earth look like day. Where someone needs me, I am there!

If I were a street lamp, I would look inconspicuous during the day, but I would be everywhere at night! If I were a street lamp ...

I am a small street lamp. I can't move, but I can see all kinds of people. They pass by me every day, so I can see every one of them. ...

Look, that uncle was full of dissatisfaction and posted some advertisements on me. And a woman in red behind him was very angry, kicked me and left. Looking into the distance, there are two people fighting because they just bumped into each other. What about me? I was lost in thought for a long time. "What did I do wrong? Or, I know too little about them ... "It took me a long time to return to absolute being, only to feel itchy as hell. As soon as I saw it, several children tore up my newspaper and advertisements.

I suddenly feel that I don't understand the world. Obviously, those adults have been posting advertisements on me. Then why are these children tearing these dirty things on me? Suddenly, a big truck passed in front of me, and the dust raised turned my dirty body gray, but those children were patient and wiped my body clean from top to bottom ... In this way, today passed and a new day is coming.

I am a small street lamp, and people of all kinds pass by me every day. ...

The composition of street lamps 10 Whenever I cross a street at night, I look up at those ordinary street lamps and can't help thinking of that ordinary grandmother.

It was a winter vacation day, a snowy day. I am riding a bike to help my mother pay the electricity bill. At this time, an old woman also came there at the same time. She walked step by step to the counter with a cane. Granny, with silver hair and old hands, beats her bent back a few times from time to time and makes a gasp of "whoo, whoo, whoo".

Trembling all over, she took out a small cloth bag from her body, slowly opened it and handed it to the staff. She said kindly, "I want to install a street lamp in front of my house." "Street lamp? But you ... "The staff knew that this was a blind man, showing a face of surprise. "Yes, I am blind, and I don't need to install any street lamps at all. But when I sit indoors, I often hear pedestrians fall at night. Comrade, this is all my savings. Do you think that's enough? "

Grandma had handed her a pile of money before the staff could react. Looking at the grandmother's fading back, it seems that a street lamp lights up in front of my eyes and holds it high in my heart.

The composition of street lamps 1 1 Every night falls, the street lamps in the streets and lanes are lit up, illuminating the way forward for people.

One night, my mother and I passed the light textile bridge. All of a sudden, the street lights came on, and I didn't notice the street lights that were usually inconspicuous. It is tall and straight, like a guard, looking at me with bright eyes and playing games with me playfully. Look, its light shines on me and pulls a long shadow behind me. The shadow gradually becomes shorter, passes by me, moves in front of me, gradually blurs, and so on. A street lamp silently guides me forward.

At the top of the bridge, there is a staircase leading to the ground. This section of the road is not illuminated by street lamps. It's dark. I accidentally slipped and almost fell. I was scared out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, my mother used her mobile phone to illuminate, which solved the urgent need.

This reminds me more of the street lamps on the bridge deck. Whether it's ice and snow or scorching sun, whether it's raining cats and dogs or filled with dust, it's the same. Keep on illuminating people.

I love the obscurity and sureness of street lamps, which are ordinary but beautiful.

Street lamp composition 12 at night, my heart is always uneasy, because there is no light, and now, that street lamp illuminates my way forward!

That dark night, I watched the dark night weave into the sky and listened to the wind blowing across my face. It was dark all around, only the faint light from the broken moon. I soon got scared. Suddenly, the street lamp lit up, illuminating the way home for me!

That time, I walked home with heavy steps. Failing the English exam hurts me more than my injured finger. A tear is spinning in my eyes, and darkness is connected with my black heart. I couldn't find my way home. I cried ... but the street lamp came on again. I wiped my tears and said, "Nothing, just try harder next time!" " I quickly stopped crying and said, "I'll try!" " "We laugh together, and laughter echoes in my heart, ha ha ha. ...

At that time, I won the first place in the Chinese exam, immersed in joy, and I smiled, but at this time the street lamp lit up again: "You did well in the exam, keep working hard, but don't be proud!" I nodded and smiled.

Street lamp, thank you for accompanying me through this road of life. On this road, you have healed the pain in my heart; You wiped away the tears from my eyes, and you lit up my way forward! Street lamp, please ...

I am a street lamp. I have many partners around me, but none of them can chat. I must stick to my post and not relax for a moment.

I don't feel lonely when my father Sun spends the day with me and my sister Moon looks at me at night. When people walk this road, I will light it for people. Occasionally someone leans against me, which makes me feel slight pain and uncomfortable, but I can't stop people from hurting me. I only feel the pain that people have brought me helplessly. In this way, every day is the same life. I don't know how to repeat. Every day is so boring and painful, life, I will have a kind of happiness and beauty, to face life, but this is just an imagination, but imagination can not become a reality, the reality is like this, I can only resign myself to fate!

I have been standing like this, watching the sun rise and set every day, watching the moon come out and go back, and I feel infinitely lonely and lonely. The days passed unconsciously like this. I looked at the busy and noisy world like a bystander. Cars are coming and going, people are crowded, and the noisy streets are still the same as before. The rendering of automobile exhaust and the deafening horn sound have long ignored all this.

I think it is very important to appeal to people to protect the natural environment. From now on, it is everyone's responsibility to be an environmental guardian!

Street lamp composition 14 It is late at night, and he is still working. Do you know who he is? He is a street lamp.

When he comes home at night, he will light up the road ahead of you with his faint light and guide you home. ......

Street lamps can be seen everywhere, and there is a row in front of our school. This kind of street lamp is more common. From a distance, it looks like a big bird flying high. When you take a closer look, you can see the whole picture. I feel a little cold when I touch the black column, and there are still several scratches on it. A grayish yellow lampshade with a white light bulb inside. The light bulb is covered with a faint yellow dust, which is enough to show that it has withstood the baptism of years.

Whenever night comes, it always provides us with light and warmth.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered my teacher. Isn't the teacher very selfless? They also guide us silently like street lamps. I can see their smiles every morning, year after year, cold comes and summer goes, and never stops.

Street lamp, I want to praise your selfless dedication. Rain or shine, you should stick to your post. I want to praise your obscurity. ......

Street lamp, I admire you! I also want to be a "street lamp", asking for nothing but others!

The composition of the street lamp 15 One day, at a very quiet moment, at a certain moment, I saw that the street lamp overflowed with warm orange. They are not as straight and straight as the deliberately planted poplars, but they give people a feeling of fullness full of love, warmth and want to make people close.

If I had to choose: a dark house with no street lights and no passers-by, and a house covered with street lights, people with bright eyes would definitely choose a place with street lights, because I don't know why the air in that environment will become warm, in My Sweetie. It's as reasonable as spreading nut butter on a cake. It is such a street lamp that brings happiness to people. However, when the street lamp is lonely, when people enjoy the convenience brought by the street lamp, they will never shrink back, but after they are satisfied, they will only leave a shadow on the street lamp. Yes, it's human nature. Who loves street lamps more than their own candles? However, after silently dedicating their lives to mankind, the street lamps destroyed by ruthless wind and rain have no complaints and remain the same. Yes, I sympathize with it. It makes people feel worse than fallen leaves. At least, fallen leaves can become nutrients and make the next generation more energetic. But what can it do? Do something for yourself? Expecting someone to say "thank you" to it? Maybe that's the only reason it waited.

Street lamp, don't worry, no matter how long, I will say "thank you" to you.