Quarrel excellent composition

No matter in study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Composition needs a complete text structure, and endless composition must be avoided. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is my excellent quarrel composition, for reference only, I hope it will help you.

One morning, my father and I were waiting for the bus at Xiasha Station. Just then, the no.27 bus came. When we finally got on the bus. I saw the car crowded with people. Dad pulled me tightly, and I was dizzy and had difficulty breathing.

Suddenly, a scream came. I turned my head and saw a young woman being trampled by a young man. I saw the young girl wearing a white dress, high heels, oval face and long hair shawl.

"Hey, what are you crowded? You have no eyes! " The young woman raised her eyebrows, her eyes were wide open and her face was green with anger.

"Why don't you talk when you are young!" The young man twisted his body, stared at the beautiful girl tightly, clenched his fist tightly and shouted angrily.

Hearing this, the young woman was so angry that her nose smoked and her whole face was twisted. She has long ignored the image of a lady. She crossed her waist: "Hey, you squeeze me, you!" "

At this time, the young man shook his head and pointed at the girl's nose: "Come on, right?" As he spoke, he approached the girl as if to tear her to pieces. The girl turned back involuntarily.

The words are full of strong gunpowder, and a big war is about to be staged. It's quiet in the car, and you can hear a needle drop to the ground. Everyone broke out in a cold sweat. I hugged my father tightly and my legs trembled slightly. I was worried about the helpless girl.

At this time, a gray-haired old man came to them panting and separated the two young people: "Come on, young people, relax, don't squeeze."

Hearing this, the young woman blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything about you." At this time, the young man blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't step on you." I didn't mean to. "

At this time, there was warm applause in the carriage, and the carriage was quiet again, and the carriage was full of warmth.

Quarrel Excellent Composition 2 "Ah, fight with Crystal! Splash him with water! " Chen Yue shouted. Everyone rushed forward like crazy, splashing. Crystal also launched a fierce counterattack, but still can't beat us, because we are seven against one. By the way, do you want to know what happened? Just listen to me in detail.

In previous swimming training, Crystal always swam askew, telling others that he didn't swim askew. Then he swore and threw water. Everyone on our swimming team was splashed with water. I was no exception, and he hit me with a board! Later, we conspired. The next day, after the training, Chen Yue and I shouted 321 together and threw it at him.

The next day, after the training, I turned my voice to the maximum and shouted, "Three, two, one, splash him, let's go!" " After that, I also rushed in. The "battlefield" is a mess, full of white water flowers, and no one can be seen. I shouted "surround, attack!" Everyone gathered around him and threw them at him. Crystal also fought back fiercely, but Chen Yue jumped on my shoulder and said, "Taishan coping" and "Ah"! "Pa" Crystal was overwhelmed. Finally, we won completely.

Since then, he has forged a deep rift with me and Chen Yue.

The next day, I saw Crystal by a detour. I don't feel like meeting him. As soon as he saw us, he scolded, "You are sick!" So we listened to him scold for two days.

In the evening, after we swam as usual, our parents waited outside, called the three of us to a chair and said, "You used to be so close brothers and had such a deep friendship. How can you turn your face? " Mother said earnestly at this time: "son, first of all, how beautiful peace is." Second, admitting mistakes is a kind of accomplishment and a virtue. "I think I was right again. Why should I admit my mistake? At this time, my mother showed us a video with her mobile phone. This is a video of Master Xing Yun, a Buddhist leader in China. He said with a smile, there used to be two families, one quarreled every day and the other didn't quarrel. A resident who quarrels every day asks, "Why don't you quarrel at home?" "Everyone in our family thinks they will make mistakes and admit their mistakes. Naturally, they don't make any noise. And everyone in your family thinks they are right and will quarrel. "

After watching this video, I think: If everyone admits their mistakes, the world will be better and life will be happier. After that, Crystal and I apologized to each other and shook hands.

After this quarrel, I benefited a lot and learned a truth: admit your mistakes and don't lose face. On the contrary, it is a kind of human accomplishment and virtue. I want to keep this truth in mind.

Two pairs of fierce eyes looked at Zheng face to face, with sparks in their eyes and a tight frown. The classmates next to me are watching the fierce quarrel between me and my classmates, and the momentum is simply superb.

It was a sunny afternoon, and my sister and I agreed to meet in my classroom. At first, my sister didn't find me in the classroom. I looked at the front and back doors, but I saw Gao Xiao, so I patted her. As a result, they ran after the classroom and ran to the corridor after the classroom ran. Gao chased and shouted, "Stop it!" My sister runs faster, and the two of them are endless.

But even this would not be enough We added another sister Chen.

Just as Gao Xiao was chasing her sister, Chen Mei accidentally saw it and chased her sister with Gao Xiao. This adds a Chen Xiaomei, which runs faster and faster, just like being blown by a gust of wind.

With my sister's strength, I was subdued by Xiao Gaogao and Chen Mei. In order to avenge Gao Xiao, Chen Mei frightened her sister. Unexpectedly, her sister was not afraid, but she also went to scare Chen Mei. They're scared. They're scared. Endless. Gao Xiao saw it and suddenly froze. The students next to him also froze like Gao Xiao. I feel the magic instantly, which can make my classmates stand at attention.

But these two are afraid of having an ending.

A student saw them there, and the students next to them froze again, so they had to pat Chen Mei and her sister. So my sister was slapped by that classmate and came to me. I was doing my homework at that time. I was in no mood to listen to her, so I ignored her. But when I heard my sister say that a classmate patted her, I asked her, "Who hit you?" My sister showed me that classmate, so I called her out.

As soon as she came out, I asked, "Why did you film my sister?"

"At that time, both of them were fighting. I want them to stop and pat one of them. It's fair!" That classmate said with good reason.

"Besides, this is a fourth-grade site, not for third-grade students!"

"But when we went down, we had to go through a tertiary construction site, so they didn't say it was a tertiary construction site. We are not allowed to go in the fourth grade! "

"Well, we'll never have any contact again."

When she said this, our two eyes looked at each other face to face, and the classmates next to us kept looking at us quietly.

My classmate Youyou is my new friend in the new semester. She has bright eyes and bushy eyebrows. She 1 1 years old, neither tall nor short, wearing an orange T-shirt and a pink trench coat. She is a very beautiful girl.

That day, I was helping the teacher sort out an absent classmate's exercise book, and I was just about to fold the paper to him at the last step. At this moment, Yo-Yo ran over and accidentally moved my hand, and I tore up my exercise book at once. I am so angry! I turned my head and ignored her. In order to make up for my mistakes, I found tape and pasted it repeatedly, but it was all in vain.

Just after the second class, I was bent on getting back at Youyou, so I slowly approached her. She played happily as if nothing had happened. Suddenly, I was filled with disgust for her. Look at her hair, like the hair of a lion, and she is so thin. She is just a bird, a bad bird. When I looked intently, it turned out that she was cutting paper with scissors. Isn't this a good opportunity for revenge? So I pretended to be enthusiastic and ran to move her hand hard, just touching the scissors. Scissors landed on her hand with a bang along her paper, and her hand was really cut. I was frightened. She said, "Wait for me after school."

When the bell rang, I sat uneasily in my seat and looked back at you from time to time. She also looked at me eagerly. I dare not look her in the eye. After school, I quickly packed my schoolbag, and she quickly packed it. I'm very scared. Is this obviously a fight with me? I ran as hard as I could, and she chased me as hard as she could, sometimes shouting, "Stop! Stop. I want to talk to you. " I was so scared that my legs became weak that I couldn't run at all and couldn't eat, so I had to stop, especially. I asked fiercely, "What's the matter? I am still in a hurry to go home! " I saw Yo-Yo take out a very delicate gift from her schoolbag and hand it to me respectfully. As she ran, she said, "I'm sorry! This is my gift to make it up to you. Let's be good friends! " I blushed. ...

The setting sun shines on her face, innocent, and the figure behind her is still beautiful and full of positive energy. I shouted at her back: "I'm sorry!" "

When I was 5 years old, I was a playful child, always clamoring to go to the playground, and I couldn't listen to my parents' theory that "Chinese should be laid a good foundation from an early age". If you don't follow me, I will cry.

When I was in kindergarten, when the kindergarten teacher told us stories, I always fell asleep before listening. At that time, listening to story classes was the most annoying.

When I was in primary school, my teachers and classmates' parents praised me as a clever boy. Of course, I love learning math, taking math classes and doing math problems. I remember at the parent-teacher meeting, the teacher asked my dad to buy me some extra-curricular books, and my dad brought me some books when he came back, including Andersen's Fairy Tales and Education of Love. I ended up hiding these books.

Enter junior high school and become competitive. I always get marks because of my Chinese grades, not basic questions, but reading and composition. But my composition always gives the teacher a headache. I still remember that my teacher once asked me to write a travel book. I wrote for a long time and seriously, but the next day, I saw the teacher's comment in the book: "Can you not write a running account?" Rewrite an article and let me go tomorrow morning.

On the table. "My heart is as cold as it was just taken out of the refrigerator. I began to worry and found the best student in the class who wrote the composition. Would like to ask how to stop writing a running account? She told me to accumulate more books and take more notes. I was thinking in my heart, can I write "Night Watch"? All right, I'll try. I am as happy as if I have found gold. But I still can't write well! It's not vivid at all. The teacher lost confidence in me, and I lost confidence in myself.

In the past two and a half years in junior high school, every time I have a composition class, I will say to my composition, "Dear, can you leave me a way out?" Every time I come, others will write it once, and I will write it two or three times. Hey! " But every time I write a composition, my ancestors will reply to me: "No, I am coming!" I'm like a sunburned vegetable.

Look, my ancestors called me again. What's in it? What's in it? Or I'll write "I'm bored to death" Yes, that's it.

On Friday afternoon, the first class is physical education class. We will practice standing on the playground and win the first place in the competition for our class.

Class began, and we all rushed down. After a while, we all stood up. A * * * has four rows, arranged from high to low. The first two rows are girls and the last two rows are boys.

At first, we practiced standing still, then we practiced turning left, right and back. Finally, we began to walk around the playground for half a circle.

After leaving, the teacher said seriously, "The women's team practiced very well, and the men's team ate for nothing." We thought we were "idiots" and we all laughed. In fact, the teacher said "free to eat".

After class, a group of boys quarreled around three girls and said, "We practiced well, but the women's team didn't practice well. Teachers value girls over boys, but we didn't hear the slogans you girls shouted ... "I saw Zhang Rongchang being scolded and cried by them, and I was about to argue with them when Wu Tong stopped me and said," It's a waste of saliva to argue with them. " Hearing this, I tried to suppress my anger. I had a brainwave and made a suggestion: "Otherwise, let's talk to the teacher!" " They agreed.

We were going to find Miss Yang, but we went to the third floor and didn't see Miss Yang. We had to find a teacher, and soon we found a teacher. After we described the situation to the teacher, the teacher took a look and criticized the boys. We girls finally found Miss Yang, who criticized the boys.

Class begins. Let's go back to class. Teacher Yang also came and said, "We won't have class today, so just say one thing." The teacher told the students the whole story and said, "First of all, I criticized my female classmate. I said "eat" for free, not "idiot" for an idiot. Secondly, I criticize male students again. The first few shouted slogans. I'm talking about some boys who didn't even open their mouths. We are all a class group, so we should unite as one and strive to win glory for the class group. Do you understand? "

Finally, boys and girls shook hands and made peace. I hope that boys and girls will live in harmony in the future, because friendship comes first and competition comes second.

I quarreled with my classmate Lulu today, not because she won the prize, but because I was jealous of her. When I was reading in the morning, I was studying hard. Suddenly, a drop of ink flew up. Before I could take preventive measures, the ink dripped on my hand. I was angry and rubbed my hands. I didn't expect it to get darker and darker. I'm even angrier. I patted her on the back and then gave her a hard look. She smiled at me: "I'm sorry".

I was going to forgive her, but her smile made me feel very uncomfortable. Thought: Hum, what's the big deal with getting a certificate? So I wanted to get back at her. I spilled ink on her hand and got it dirty.

Lulu was so angry that her mouth Dou Du got up: "You can't do this!" He rolled his eyes and said, "Don't run after class, I'll sue the teacher!" " "I replied," don't run after class! "

I felt very uneasy, and my previous unhappiness was swept away. I regret it. I shouldn't have done that. Lulu is a good classmate. She would never do this on purpose. I remember that she used to help the students on duty who were late to clean up. Every morning, she always comes to the classroom early, cleans the blackboard, sweeps the floor, sets tables and chairs, and picks up garbage ... After class, she doesn't chase and fight like other students, but helps students who don't understand in class to explain. After school, instead of rushing out of the classroom like other students, she quickly packed her schoolbag and helped the "little gardener" water the flowers and fertilize them. When waiting in line, she reminded her classmates not to talk, and stood in line ... almost everyone got her help. Everyone likes her very much. Finally, when the class was over, I got up the courage to say to her, "I'm sorry, please forgive me." Lulu said, "Never mind, let's make up!" "good!" Then, we went home happily.

When I got home, I told my mother about it. My mother said to me earnestly, "Son, you did the right thing this time. You can't make such a mistake again next time!" " "