Chinese composition in the second volume of the seventh grade

In real life or work and study, many people have had the experience of writing compositions and are familiar with them. The composition requires a complete text structure, and an endless composition should be avoided. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my collection of Chinese compositions in the second volume of the seventh grade for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Seventh-grade Chinese Composition 1 Volume II Everyone is trying to find himself, grinding off his sharp corners and cutting off all the edges and corners, which will make him rounder and better, but at the same time, what have we lost?

Yelling, having a bad temper, and often getting angry with me is one of my shortcomings. Maybe others don't like me like this, and they have advised me to change many times. Indeed, I don't like to be an untimely bomb myself, but if I don't know how to lose my temper and express my dissatisfaction, I may be wronged by myself. Now, I also actively suppress my emotions. I often take a deep breath before I get angry and calm down before I speak my mind. This is the best way I can think of to reduce more harm to myself and others.

Sometimes what others say can make me depressed for a long time. My mind is sensitive and sentimental, which often makes me very painful. Even when others forgot to say those words, I continued to struggle and couldn't get out. At this rate, only myself will get hurt. But because of this, I caught a little inspiration in my disappointment, and the articles I wrote were sadder than usual, which attracted people to my sad reverie. Although I often fall into low tide, I always try to cheer up from setbacks and move on to the next difficulty. What I want to learn now seems to be to control uncertain personality.

Sometimes, I will choose to escape, escape the pain I should bear, and escape the reality that things have changed. But in the end, I will always face sudden setbacks. Because of this, I will grow up and gradually let go of some people, things and things that no longer exist around my life. It is useless to escape, but in some cases, it is the greatest salvation I can bring to myself. Father often said, "Face it, solve it and put it down." Although there are some things that I can't take the first step until now, how easy is it to face?

So I'm still learning how to be a better person. I may lose more than just lost time.

Although my hometown is not very big, it has beautiful scenery all year round. I will never get tired of seeing it. It is also the place where I lived since I was a child, so I like it very much.

In spring, everything recovers, the grass creeps out of the ground quietly, and the tree grows a little bud. It looks like a cute elf, which makes people fondle it. Every morning when I get up, I will look at the naughty grass, smell the fragrant flowers and bask in the bright sunshine.

In summer, cicadas squeak in the tree, as if to say, "It's hot, it's hot!" " "Grass listlessly lying on the ground, looks dying. Even my dog ran to the shade and occasionally stuck out his tongue, but I didn't feel hot at all. I have to go out to play every morning, and I am not afraid of the heat at all. After lunch, I always run to a nearby stream to touch fish and shrimp. The crystal clear stream is like a long jade belt, transparent and beautiful. All the fish in the stream are naughty and lovely. I saw a colorful fish, and I wanted to catch it. I found the right time and grabbed it. " Ha ha, I got it! "Holding this" victory product ",I can't wait to run home and show this little fish to my mother, who also praised me for being really good.

In autumn, the fruit is ripe, and the red apple hangs on the tree, like a shy girl's face, so cute that people can't help taking a bite. I climbed up the tree, picked the biggest apple on the tree and took a bite. "wow! How sweet! "

In winter, although the weather in my hometown is cold, it never snows. In winter, most people in their hometown don't want to go out, so at first glance, there are few people outside, which is very quiet. I always fantasize that it snows in my hometown in winter and the land is white. I can go out and push snowballs, have snowball fights, make a snowman, make a nose with carrots, draw a mouth, and make eyes with two stones ... but it has not been realized so far.

In the evening, the family gathered around to chat, drinking hot tea and eating melon seeds. ...

The four seasons in my hometown are so beautiful I love my hometown.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, plants went through many processes. Farmers' uncles harvest fruits and I harvest knowledge.

The warm sunshine enveloped the whole earth, and even birds came to report their joy. The farmers are smiling! They saw that their previous hard work was not in vain, and the trees were covered with heavy fruits. They can't help singing and want to express their joy with wonderful songs!

Autumn is so special. As long as all the seeds are planted through hard work and sweat, you will not be disappointed. Because they know that you are not a quitter! The same is true of learning. If you give up halfway, you will only bring yourself the greatest loss.

Autumn is a harvest season, and busy farmers will never feel tired, because their fatigue is covered with joy. Just like learning knowledge, when you thoroughly understand a knowledge point, you won't feel that there is a problem that stumbles you, because you know, you have gained knowledge in autumn!

Autumn is the harvest season for farmers and also the harvest season for me. Why do you say that? A month has passed, and the knowledge of high school is more difficult than I thought. This is why autumn allows me to harvest knowledge, because it also wants me to harvest heavy knowledge. I also want to use practical actions to let autumn see my fruit!

Harvesting fruits is the task of farmers, and learning knowledge is the obligation of students. Autumn just likes to make everyone's face show a happy smile. The behavior is in its heart, and a smile is the best harvest for it. The sunshine shines on all people's faces, and the warm sunshine is dedicated to all hardworking people, so that they will no longer feel tired.

In the crisp autumn season, I am very grateful for the arrival of autumn. It makes farmers work hard every day and pick the fruits of hope; It is it that makes me gain rich knowledge every day; It is it that makes me see the golden scenery left by autumn!

Autumn is the harvest season, and everyone will gain something! Thank you, poetic autumn!

In the early morning, a wisp of mist floated carefree in the air. A gust of wind blew away this wisp of free travelers, brushed the green trees and my body, and a chill came. Winter arrived.

Here-in the south, there are no white clothes in the north, no cotton-padded jackets and caps in the north, only grass flowers swaying in the wind, and simple sweaters and trousers.

Happiness in winter is essential. On Saturday, in order to drive away the hateful cold, the students came to the stadium and played their own level, sweating profusely on the stadium. After a dance, everyone was sweating. No matter how embarrassing it is, everyone is happy to talk about the ball and wipe the sweat together. ...

People who swim in winter also regard this as a kind of happiness-although I don't think so. In the north, in the cold river, they are like cheerful fish. They landed without a cold scream or a cold shiver. Winter swimming can not only exercise, but also reflect willpower, so I admire winter swimmers.

Christmas in the west is a winter festival, and it also spreads in our eastern schools. All good friends will happily give each other some small gifts, a box of candy and a pen at Christmas, which will be the best intention. On New Year's Day, lanterns are always indispensable. Children in the community hold lanterns and form a large group. The community is full of laughter and fun.

In the shopping malls in winter, the business of warm goods is very hot! My mother bought me a warm cashmere coat. Buy comfortable cotton shoes for grandpa. Family care brings warmth to the family.

Winter is coming, let's face the cold happily and drive away the cold and warmth of this winter with our passion!

I like winter.

In winter, people feel cold. In spring, there are no birds and flowers, everything loses its vitality, and the leaves are all gone. The north wind roared and the land was in a depression.

In winter, large tracts of snow are flying all over the sky like goose feathers, just like beautiful butterflies, dancing in the air. Get up in the morning and do stretching exercises. Through the foggy window, I vaguely saw several children playing outside. I have an appointment with my friends to play games in the snow. I like winter!

In winter, push the door open in the morning, wow! The world of makeup and jade! Small white snowflakes are falling in droves. There are all kinds of snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like butterflies, and some are like pieces of paper. They are very beautiful. Trees, cars, houses ... everywhere is a world wrapped in silver. I like winter.

In winter, people put on thick winter clothes, scarves and gloves that they like. Although fully armed, it is difficult to resist the cold, and his face is red with cold. Lovely children are having snowball fights and making snowmen in the snow, chasing each other, which is very lively. They picked up all the snow on the ground as much as possible and held it in their hands for fear of missing anything. Although their faces and hands are red with cold, the cheerful feeling seems to make them forget the cold. I just want to play with my companions and throw the snow at others. Hehe ... I am no exception. My sisters and I are running in the snow. I wrapped the snow in my hand and threw it at my sister. My sister was attacked, not to be outdone, and all the snow on her hands hit me. I covered my face with my hand, stepped back, found a foothold, and fought with my sister ... The snow in winter brought us laughter, and I like winter.

Although it is cold in winter, it also has some advantages. As the saying goes, "wheat covers three layers in winter and sleeps with steamed bread the next year." This is a good sign. In other words, the heavier the snow in winter, the better the harvest next year. Isn't this the answer to the sentence "snow omen and abundant years" So, I like winter!

The sixth volume of Chinese composition "Ding-"in the seventh grade rang after school, and several classmates and I walked out of the school gate one after another and set foot on the road home.

My home is not far from school, so I walk back by myself. It is midsummer at this time, and even in the morning, the warmth of the sky has no intention of weakening. I just walked a few steps, and my forehead was full of sweat. How strange the weather is I can't help sighing in my mind.

The hot air seems to be constantly "sublimating" in my heart, and I am already sweating. I can't take it anymore! I made up my mind in my heart, and immediately, I turned around and walked to a cold drink shop, asked for a cold drink, took a sip of it and kept it in my mouth for a long time. The cold suppressed the' heat' from the outside, and I felt as if I was completely unblocked. I drank it all at once, and the cold came. I threw the bottle on the ground at random and continued to walk home.

The poisonous sun is still scorching the earth, and even the asphalt road is about to crack. After a few steps, I heard a sigh behind me: "Now people!" I was shocked and turned around quickly. It's an old lady. Her orange work clothes are very dazzling in the sun. I froze, it was a sanitation worker! She grabbed the broom around her with her tanned hands and swept it into the empty bottle I threw. She looked up at me, then lowered her head to sweep the floor. I suddenly felt numb all over, and many complicated emotions broke out in my heart. Her eyes are so dim and sad!

She swept this place and left with a broom. My heart seems to have solidified, but the shadow in orange overalls has been printed in my heart for a long time, and it is this shadow that brought us a breeze in this hot summer.

Seven Chinese compositions in the second volume of the seventh grade. What are they? Some people say: home is a safe haven, and it is our support when we are helpless; Some people say that home is the home of birds, and only there is the real paradise. I often thought about this question, and later, I knew: I can't say. ...

The taste of home is so warm and familiar, so harmonious and warm, so happy and touching! Because, there is that lovely person at home: alcohol and tobacco are hidden, and the wine is rich, which is the smell of my father. The food is fragrant and sweet, which is the taste of mother. Ah, how can I repay my parents' kindness? Shelter from the wind and rain, be a man, that's the smell of my brother. Rouge is fragrant, friendship is long, and this is the taste of my sister. Ah, my sister's smell is a breeze blowing seedlings. How can I forget my sister's concern? Naive, naughty and playful, that's my brother's smell. Graceful words, like blooming flowers, are the taste of my sister. Ah, the smell of my sister-in-law is beautiful fairy tales and songs, and her innocence jumps with the flame of hope. Ah, home is so hard to give up and unforgettable. It is that kind of deep affection that condenses the taste of home. But I can't tell the taste of becoming a monk. ...

I have gone through four seasons, wind and rain, stars, sun and moon, and I am homesick all the time. Every inch of land that my feet tread on is branded with a red-hot heart, which alludes to the beating brilliance-the home deep in my memory is calling! Ah, the smell of home, I seem to feel it. ...

I pray to the sun and the moon that my warm home will always be warm; I call heaven and earth, and the road home has not been delayed. I heard the echo of the mountain: home, not far; I feel the comfort of the sea: home is not far away …

The seventh grade, the second volume, Chinese composition 8 Love Rain

Some people love fog, its obscurity, "the east wind is full of glory, the fragrant fog is empty, and the moon turns to the gallery", while others love frost, its whiteness, "the foot of my bed is so bright, can there be frost already?" . Some people love dew, love its crystal, "poor September third night, dew like a pearl like a bow", I love the rain all year round.

I love the spring rain, its tenderness and selflessness. Rain always comes to the world quietly, and it begins to rain unconsciously. This scene is reminiscent of "sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". Looking out of the window, everything becomes blurred, like a veil. Looking into the room, I can't hear a sound, only see the misty rain in the air. Only when you open the window can you hear the falling rain. This rain can revive flowers and plants and grow rapidly.

I love Yu Xia, its boldness, and its roughness. The rain came suddenly. At noon, the heat wave hit people, but after a while, it would be covered with dark clouds, and then there was a heavy muffled thunder. With the thunder, the clouds changed rapidly and the lightning became brighter and brighter. With a bang, the storm came, and in a short time, the raindrops at zero point formed a dense rain net. It is raining harder and harder. There are countless waterfalls hanging on the eaves, and they keep falling. What a beautiful picture!

I love autumn rain, love its lingering, love its deep feeling. The rain in autumn can't stop all at once. It rained for several days. But most importantly, the rain soaked the crops, the fruits of the trees turned red, the leaves turned yellow, the leaves of autumn rain hung down, and the fruits were covered with branches. In this harvest season, the farmer's uncle also smiled happily and was busy harvesting the fruits of labor. This is a photo of Harvest figure!

I like the winter rain, its seriousness and cold. The north wind roared, and the cold rain came out of order, making everything haggard. Winter rain, like a ruthless man holding a ruthless sword, swept away the grass, but the pine tree still stands proudly, the holly is still green, and the plum blossom has quietly sprouted. How unyielding.

I like rain, its unique style and its unique feeling.

Growth is a necessary stage for each of us, and everyone is waiting for growth in the middle of the process of growth. When I was a child, I really wanted to grow up, because when I grow up, I can do many things I want to do. No need for mom's annoying nagging and dad's blame.

Say goodbye to naivety and innocence. I have really grown up, but I have a lot of troubles. The junior high school curriculum has changed from 4 subjects in primary school to 7 subjects, with heavy learning tasks and increasing homework like a hill. After school, I dare not go out to play, for fear that I can't finish my homework in time. I can only try my best to make my pen squirm on my notebook.

One worry is carelessness in learning: English letters are often written in uppercase and lowercase, the number 1 is taken as 7, and sometimes the decimal point is forgotten. As a student, I always tell myself: "I will be beaten if I fall behind", so I want to get my grades up, but I can't be satisfied. Either a small mistake in this subject was missed, or that subject was defeated.

We have an old saying: "Teenagers don't know the taste of worry". As I grow up day by day, those troubles also surround me. I entered adolescence. I don't know when I got some nasty pimples on my forehead and cheeks. Although I used many methods to eliminate it, I was stubborn, just because I didn't leave. Youth is really annoying.

Everyone has to go through various tests on the road of growth. Some worry that their studies are not satisfactory, while others worry that they are young.

But we live in a new society, and our life is full of colorful sunshine. Even if the sunshine is bright, there will inevitably be short-lived clouds. In the process of growing up, we will also have some lingering troubles. These troubles come from life and study. But worry is not terrible, as long as we face it with the right attitude, slowly eliminate it and be a happy and lively girl!

The seventh grade Chinese composition book 2 10 has been cold. I always say it's going to snow, but it can't. I have been looking forward to it for a long time, but I can't help it. I'm glad the weather didn't disappoint me for long. The day after the cold snap, the first snow of this year finally fell.

White snow flowers slowly rotate in the air, as if reluctant to part with the sky. I looked at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and my thoughts could not help but go back to the past. I just entered junior high school that year and was as naughty as a child. It's also such a heavy snow. I remember having a good time, having a snowball fight with my classmates and making a snowman. ..... The snow is very cold, but I feel nothing but happiness. It's not just snow I remember I always had a good time when it snowed. But I found that my sister never plays with snow. She said she hadn't played with snow for a long time. The snow is dirty and cold. At that time, I don't know why, the snow was so fun that my sister didn't play.

However, after the snow fell, I suddenly understood that I tried to play like a child, except cold. It turns out that when you get older, your heart will get bigger and you can't go back. Seeing the children next door having such a good time, I suddenly felt sad. My childhood is actually over. ...

Remember what parents often say, as long as you are promising in the future, are you still afraid of having fun? In fact, I have long wanted to deny it. When I grow up in the future, I have time to play, but what I lose is the childlike innocence that needs to be played.

As the days go by, the snow scene remains the same, and people and childlike innocence have passed away.

The second volume of Chinese composition in grade seven 1 1 must first solve the deduction problem.

There is no problem with the narrative of your composition now, but the composition in the examination room is not only to describe one thing clearly, but also to analyze why you use such materials in this topic in combination with the given topic.

Deduction is not as simple as writing a story related to the topic as you think. Therefore, we must pay attention to deductive analysis after writing.

The exam question of the second model composition in Nankai District is: When I grow up, it's a good idea to have children write celebrities to grow up with me. But when they wrote, they only wrote about the growth of celebrities, but they had nothing to do with their own growth. When they wrote, the good idea became a digression.

In fact, this problem is easy to solve. When you finish writing something, answer such a set of questions. "What did you write? How do you feel? Why do you think of this when you see this topic? " This big problem includes the main content of the event, the center of the event expression and the analysis of the topic.

Secondly, we should solve the problem of literary talent.

If you pay too much attention to the narrative of events in the examination composition, you will not notice whether the language is logical and literary. This has affected the improvement of composition scores.

To solve this problem, we can work hard from these aspects:

1. We can use the poems learned in the article, such as "Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently". Motherly love is like this little spring rain infiltrating my heart and warming me. Of the 22 ancient poems we recited, only five or six sentences were tested in dictation, and some articles suitable for composition were used, killing two birds with one stone. You can also use what you can recite that is not in the textbook to show that you have accumulated a lot.

2. Do you like singing? Isn't every lyric very touching? When writing a composition, you can also imitate the sentence patterns of lyrics as the lyric of the article.

3. After seeing the topic, write a set of parallel sentences related to the topic and the center as the first sentence of each paragraph, with neat structure and beautiful language.

Chinese composition in the second volume of the seventh grade 12 "The sun, the sun, brings us seven colors of brilliance, shining on us, the flower of the soul, beautiful and lovely ... we walk into the future with colorful dreams." What wonderful lyrics and melodious melody, but with the growth of age, when I sing this song again, is my heart really as bright as the sun? The answer is no.

I don't know when I started to rebel. I took my parents' daily concern and consideration as unreasonable nagging, and I answered gruffly. Perhaps because of the great pressure at school, I always feel that I can't compare with those students with good grades, and my heart is always full of a sense of loss. Whenever my mother tells me how excellent her colleague's children are, I always listen with a straight face and a frown, and let the words go in one ear and out the other. ...

A few times, I tried to talk to my mother about the acid and pain in my heart, but they often quarreled after a few words. I know I am not qualified to argue with my mother, so whenever I express my opinion, I keep my mouth shut, leaving my mother to nag and listen quietly. After she finished, I went back to my room, locked the door, cried on my bed, or poured my bitter water into my diary. Of course, I know that my mother is also uncomfortable. After all, I am her only daughter, but I have a knot in my heart that won't go away.

Once, I read a report: "A boy ran to the casino in a rage because of his parents' improper discipline and lost miserably." There was no choice but to steal and rob, and finally he became a prisoner. "After reading it, I thought, don't teenagers sometimes wonder what they are thinking? How to communicate with parents can be successful and effective without hurting feelings? Until now, this problem has been bothering me. ...

How I long to go back to the past and the carefree and intimate youth with my parents!

Alas! Growing pains.

There is a man in front of the mirror, with a pointed oval face, thick curved eyebrows, two watery eyes blinking and a fleshy mouth, who likes to steal candy. Hey, do you know who she is? I believe everyone has guessed! Yes, she is me, my name is Liang Junyue, and I am a real bookworm. As soon as I read a book, even my favorite snacks were swept away by the wind.

I like reading books. When people in the book are happy, my mouth can't help smiling. When the people in the book are sad, my tears will roll out of my eyes unwillingly. In short, my mood will change with the joys and sorrows in the book.

Every birthday, my friends will ask me what gift I want. I answered without hesitation: "I want books!" " "I remember once, on my birthday, my friend gave me a copy of The Adventures of Little Tiger. I tore up the cover as soon as I received it. I squatted in the corner and watched with relish. My mother called me several times and I said I knew. My mother waited for me for more than half an hour, but I didn't come. I ran to the corner in a rage and slapped me a few times. I shed a few tears because of injustice. Shouting: "It hurts!" More than a dozen pairs of eyes in the living room are staring at them. My father had to help me: "Aha, Yue Yue loves reading so much that she forgot her birthday! Come, come and eat cake. " I had to reluctantly put the book away and say goodbye to it: "Book baby, see you later!" " "

At home, I am a greedy cat! Every time my mother buys candy, I try to eat it. Mom is afraid that my teeth will be eaten by insects if I eat too much. So I hid the candy. I searched all over the house when my mother was not at home, but I didn't even see any candy. I sat on the ground crying and said, "Wow, mom won't give me sugar, I want sugar, sugar!" " "

Hey, it's me! Is the batter out? My dream is to be a famous writer! What about you? Would you like to be friends with me?

Time is like water, and years are like songs. We grow up day by day with the change of time, and it is precisely because we live in different living environments that we have all kinds of dependence on our parents. When we grow up and step into the society, we are so helpless and helpless. All the difficulties we face can only be faced and solved by ourselves.

It is only because we didn't get early exercise and experienced the difficulties we had to face from childhood that we were so uncomfortable with life. Many things are cruel. Survival of the fittest, elimination of the unsuitable, is such a reality. It's hard to digest them at once. We must adapt to them as soon as possible. Sometimes only when we become strong can we protect ourselves from being bullied by others when no one helps us. People who are not confident and have no confidence to speak are often bullied. It is because of your softness that you will lift your head all your life, because you will always escape, not face it bravely, which will make your life so tired. No one will help you all your life. You must make yourself stronger under social pressure, for example, to take root in society. Everyone may have different experiences and need to face them bravely in order to really grow up. Without the blessing of some gods, you can't be unlucky or suffer. The point is, it may be you who saved you, not others.

Many people will only complain why others live better than him when they grow up, because it is the result of continuous efforts from childhood to adulthood, and it is only a matter of time before it pays off. God has eyes. A person who works hard since childhood will be recognized by others and trusted by his boss when he grows up. Sooner or later, he will also become the boss. In the face of difficulties, there is nothing to be wronged if we want to learn from Xiao Sanmao's experience. God is fair. Only by turning pressure into motivation can we move forward step by step, and only by working hard to live a good life.

We all have growing pains. The key is to see how I face my mentality, how to resolve the dribs and drabs encountered in my life, and live every day calmly.

In the bustling city, the traffic is rolling and people are in a hurry. It seems that everything is ordinary, there is no way to ask for it, and there is no way to appreciate it. But what nature has given us is enough for us to learn to appreciate and appreciate the generosity of nature. ...

Thanks to the tenacity of chrysanthemum.

The fog is very heavy. Although it is still autumn, it is already chilly.

I tried to find some smell that just disappeared, but I was disappointed. Just as I was leaving, suddenly, a faint fragrance of flowers came to my nose. That's it, that's the humble autumn chrysanthemum! Elegant yellow, firm flower diameter is so calm, but it reveals a trace of tenacity. It never gives up growth because of the cold weather. It tells everyone with its unique posture: I am tenacious!

"I'd rather die of incense than sigh in the north wind."

Thank you, Chrysanthemum, for giving me the most useful gift-tenacity.

Thank Xiaoyu for her purity.

It is raining again.

The patter of rain echoes between heaven and earth like a beautiful thing.

In the vast rain curtain, everything becomes extremely beautiful: the small building in the distance shines; Trees are green and dripping; There are also charming flowers, which fall into dust under the baptism of rain. Red is bright and warm, blue is deep and clear, and white is pure and flawless. ...

"The rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass looks close, but there is no".

Thank Xiaoyu, thank you for giving me the most meaningful gift-purity.

Thank the moon for its selflessness.

In the dead of night, it is a pleasure to get out of bed gently and look at the moon by the window. Looking up at the sky in the so-called dark night: a dignified jade plate is shining with holy white light. It turns out that it ignores its own desolation and shines on the earth with the light of the sun to drive away the darkness for the world. How commendable!

"The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver man turns to the jade plate."

Thank the moon, thank you for giving me the most touching gift-selflessness.

I know there are so many gifts for us in this world, and I have learned a lot, and I have learned to be grateful.