My composition in Grade Two is 300 words.

In daily life or work and study, everyone has been exposed to composition. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. You always have no way to write a composition? The following are six 300-word compositions I collected for you, for reference only, hoping to help you.

My 300-word composition in the second day of junior high school is 1 "The person who feels the strongest since childhood is my mother. She is not afraid of the dark, knows everything, cooks well, lives in order, and has to find her when she cries and doesn't know what to do. But I seem to forget that the person I rely on used to be a little girl. She was afraid of the dark and would shed tears, and her clumsy hand would be pricked by a needle. The most beautiful girl, what makes you so powerful, is it time or love? "

After listening to Mr. Deka's words, I have a deep feeling that every girl is not born strong, but gradually grows up under the tempering of years.

In the past, under the gray sky.

I'm afraid of many things and darkness. I was afraid of difficulties, tears fell when I was said two words, and my psychological shield was quickly shattered. I hope to escape and hide in this world, but I never want to be strong.

Cry if you don't do well in the exam, and shrink back if you don't do well in the exam, thinking that my mother is the strongest backrest. Later, my mother taught me more than once that people should learn to be strong, just as grass will grow out eventually.

I began to grow up in ignorance, and the years changed. I am no longer afraid of the destruction of language, and my head will never be lowered again. The difficulty of being a cram school every day has gradually turned into fun.

Besides, I'm getting stronger and stronger.

Things have been changing. Only strength can make people stand. Don't be afraid. Being strong means doing every little thing well, listening to others' opinions and overcoming psychological fears. That's all.

Now, the sun is shining.

I'm smiling. I'm getting stronger and stronger.

I am like a lonely patient, pulling myself.

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Looking at the bustling fireworks around me, what fell into my eyes was boundless darkness and loss. Can someone tell me what's wrong with me?

Memories will always appear in front of my eyes, but I don't know how to delete them, or am I reluctant? People who come and go around pass me like unknown things. Of course, I know my own smallness, so I don't want to be great from the bottom of my heart. Over and over again, there will always be friends around me who are too familiar and unfamiliar, and I have never made any new friends.

I will not learn to communicate with others, and even be misunderstood as impolite. Maybe I'm too autistic, or maybe I'm too inferior. Giving yourself so many possibilities should be enough as an excuse! !

I am really such a person, no matter how busy I am, I am lonely, and there is always an unspeakable sadness in my heart. This may be my essence.

The night is still, but the starry sky is not there. The cold wind mustered all its strength and got into the empty room through the gap between the window and the door. Even the breathing is compressed, even the nerves are nervous. Loneliness, fear, coming together, unprecedented feeling.

I remember a saying: "It is not the night that covers you, but your own fear of life." Yes, that's right. Fear is a stumbling block in your life.

Face yourself and believe in yourself, and any difficulties will be overcome, not only fear, but also the self in the depths of the soul who is willing to be isolated and pretend to be lonely.

My composition in Grade Two is 300 words. He is blue with long sleeves, drinking with a sword, uninhibited and charming. When there is no way to serve the country, I firmly believe that "since God has given talents, let them find jobs!" And when I was ordered, I sang "Go out with a smile". When I first arrived in Chang 'an, I was stunned by He's phrase "There are immortals in the sky". He is Li Bai.

Li Bai, a young boy, is bold and unconstrained. He is not only good at poetry and songs, but also loves fencing. Later, he left his hometown, resigned his relatives and traveled far. He wants to "stand up wisely and be willing to help him" and "make the Atlas area big and Hai Xian County clear." However, after living in Hubei for ten years, although he is famous in Beijing, his ambition is still hard to be wasted. Later, he was summoned because of the recommendation of wujun, and he was ecstatic, but he wrote back to the mountain because of pride-Yelang was exiled because of exploitation, and he was released thanks to the Amnesty of the world.

The ups and downs of his life have not changed. He is still the unruly and bohemian Li Bai. There are exquisite melancholy of "looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, and I suddenly remembered home", and there are also arrogant pride of "The son of heaven didn't get on the boat and claimed to be Brewmaster". When I came back from exile, I was still optimistic that the canoe had crossed Chung Shan Man.

He attached great importance to emotion and righteousness, and forged a lifelong friendship with Du Fu. They drank wine, talked about poetry and traveled in Qian Shan. Du Li's artistic attainments are unique. After the Tang Dynasty, poets learned more from Du Fu and less from Li. I think it is because later poets lacked Li Bai's free and easy spirit and optimistic and fearless mentality.

Li Bai's whimsy, chic, optimism and free and easy make his life stumble, but it also creates his romantic style and makes his life open and bright.

My composition in Grade Two is 300 words. Probably everyone has someone he admires. What I admire is the person who gave me life-my mother.

It's not easy for mom to give birth to us. She will be pregnant in October, and then she will go into the operating room to give birth to us. /kloc-it's hard enough to have a baby in October, but it's still difficult in the operating room-my mother will be in great pain, and it will hurt to death.

Mother is most anxious when we are sick, and most angry when we cheat others. When we do something wrong at school, it is still my mother who explains it to the teacher. Mom has done a lot for us. From birth, we have enjoyed this mother's infinite maternal love. Mom, what a great person! Everyone's life is given by his mother!

Once criticized at school, the teacher sent it to parents. My mother was very angry when she saw it, and scolded me, which made me lift my head all day. Later, I learned how much my mother has paid for me! So I will live up to expectations!

We can't forget everything that mom has silently paid for us, because that bit by bit symbolizes her infinite affection and love for us!

There are many admirable people in the world: kind, hardworking and strong, but what I admire most is the little girl I saw in the space log.

Occasionally, I saw an article in someone else's qq space one day: My heart was shocked. After reading an eight-year-old girl's suicide note, how many people didn't cry (I think everyone saw it), so I quickly pressed the left mouse button. This blog mainly tells such a story:

There is a beautiful little girl. Her name is Yu Yan. She has a transparent childlike innocence. She is an orphan. She has lived for eight years. Her last words in the world were "I was here, I'm fine". She wants to die in autumn, and the slender Eucharist falls everywhere like a flower. When the fallen leaves are spinning in the air, she will watch the geese travel far in the sky. She voluntarily gave up treatment, divided the money donated by Chinese people around the world into seven parts, and gave her life as a cake of hope to seven children who were hovering on the line of life and death.

After her death, more and more media began to pay attention to this little girl with excellent grades and sunny personality, and wreaths from all walks of life piled up like mountains, all silently praying for her. I think she will tell us in heaven: don't cry, I just leave you temporarily, and I will come again in the next life. I am fine. My eyes are blurred, and my tears are long and slide across my face.

There is a photo of her smiling in the cemetery, and the inscription on the front top reads: I have been here, I am fine (1996.11.30-20xx.8.22) "This is the person I admire most-Yu Yan.

My composition in Grade Two is 300 words. My grandmother has a lovely dog. Today, we talk about my grandma's dog.

One day, my father and I went to my grandmother's house. As soon as I entered the door, my brother took my hand and ran to the backyard. He told me to open the door. I opened it strangely, ah! There is a lovely puppy in it! Its hair is yellow, which is really pleasing.

I asked my brother, "What's his name?"

"His name is Huang Huang." My brother told me.

"Let's play with the dog."

"Very good." After that, we ran out with the puppy.

At noon, my brother and I went home with the puppy. As soon as we entered the door, there was a big lunch on the table. I looked at the yellow puppy. It was drooling.

I washed my hands and went to eat.

I thought he was really greedy, so I threw him a big piece of meat bone. He immediately wagged his tail at me and picked it up. Run to the far corner and chew the bone with relish.

Yellow is really cute, I like it very much!