Here are 700 words for writing a composition.

1. The 700-word composition on the topic here is antique, and it is best to have inspirational meaning. I tasted it in a hurry and said: vultures belong to a family, and their names are falcons. Every year during the drought, flowers and trees wither, roe deer rabbits die, and flocks of falcons are exhausted. Or fight the sky, roam the HarmonyOS system, and seek the top of the mountain; Or put away your wings and feathers, jump on the dust and settle for carrion. The former is proud of the eagle, while the latter is ashamed of the vulture. I heard here that the year of drought is also a time when falcons face setbacks and pains. Their aspirations are different and their future is different. Where to belong and what to do.

However, all things in the world, suffering and setbacks are not just that. The vast expanse is dry and there is nowhere. Have you ever seen a big stone flowing through a clear spring? So is the frustration this spring. Those who choose to retire, covered with the shadow of stones, hide in the forest and rot over time, not famous in the world; However, the people who entered were not afraid of obstacles, and repeatedly hit a million times, but turned into a ravine and stopped the boat. Did you see the wind blocking the cliff? The frustration of this wind is also. Those who choose to avoid it are scattered outside the mountain, and they disappear for a while, and the whole army is wiped out; Those who choose to move forward will continue to grind for hundreds of billions of years, and it will be a day covered with red deserts and flying sand. The shape of things depends on what they are and also on setbacks.

On the other hand, in the long river of history, there is no choice but to suffer setbacks. Priscilla's action and Sun Shuaio's official position are all due to the suffering of adversity. However, touching the heart of history, it is not easy to aspire to be ambitious, but not discouraged by being tortured, and resolutely choose to live under great humiliation, and finally have a history of swan song, which makes later scholars sigh; There is also the ambition of the marquis of Wu, who inherited the virtues of the first emperor, devoted himself to serving the country, and pointed his sword at the Central Plains, and the list goes on and on. Although he made a mistake in the street pavilion, he didn't choose to retreat, and then he returned to school. In the end, he became a hero and won an eternal sigh.

There are many people who are unhappy in life, who face setbacks directly, resolve setbacks and complain earnestly, but those who have ambition but don't give up can become excellent people; For thousands of years, every small setback or boasting pain, countless people wandered back, and the person who left his name was not there. It is known that there must be those who fall into the dust and mud, those who die, those who get up, and those who get enough; When an ape climbed to the cliff, someone must have accidentally broken his arm. If he loses confidence, he will die, and if he struggles, he will gain magical skills. There must be people wandering in the wind and rain. People who live in peace find a hole and live in it. Those who live alone and are ignorant all their lives. Those who stand proudly jump into the water and wait for the rainbow to be picturesque, then climb the highway and soak in the breeze. Don't bend over to fight rice. Tao Qian chose to retire and gave up his glory, so "Back to Xi" was told through the ages; In the face of danger and perseverance, Wen Tianxiang chose to die and gave up his official position, but this is a burning eye and a heart that shines forever!

Write a 700-word composition on happiness here. In the green light, I hold a yellow scroll, drink fragrant teas, and so on. That's not me! I hate reading and everything related to words.

A mountain of homework, questions, awkward recitation ... and let me read more? Bitter, just one word! When I was a child, I didn't like reading. My mother often touches my head and then points to the fairy tale book on the table and asks me,' Let's read it together, son'. I immediately pursed my lips and shook my head like a rattle, leaving my mother to shake her head helplessly behind me. Now, the same is true. Whenever my mother asks me to read more books, I will take time to prevaricate, and the door to reading has been tightly closed by me.

One day, the teacher announced that the school would hold a reading sharing meeting. In view of my excellent grades, I usually like to chat about the east and the west. The teacher did not hesitate to choose me to attend this reading sharing meeting. The applause encouraged by the students came as a bolt from the blue to me! God, what should I do? I haven't read any books, let alone talk about feelings and sharing. It's over! I wanted to refuse, but it was better than losing face. I still kept what I said in my throat.

When I got home, my mother looked at me dejected and asked with concern,' Baby, what's the matter? Why are you so haggard today? "Are you sick?" It's worse than being sick! I muttered, "Oh, what's the matter? "Talk to mom!" Mother asked eagerly. I told you everything about the book sharing meeting.

After listening to it, my mother said faintly,' I thought it was something, so that's it! You see, I usually tell you to read more and read more, but you just don't listen. Now something's wrong! If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front!' You laughed at me and didn't do anything for me. "I really want to see your son feel ashamed," I was a little unhappy and said,' Baby, don't worry. Tell you what, mom will make a study plan for you, and follow the plan to ensure that you can get it easily!' Really? My interest suddenly rose, and my mother paused a little and said,' However, in view of your past' bad behavior', we have to make three chapters about the law, and we can't give up halfway! Of course, I didn't want to be embarrassed in front of so many classmates at that time! I said firmly! A gentleman says'' recalling a horse is hard to chase! So, the day of reading began! At first, reading really bothered me. What are these things? I really want to give up. I can calm down slowly, or I can gradually integrate into the book, and my previous irritability will gradually disappear. Reading began to make me feel some different experiences.

Over time, I found that the deep meaning between the lines can't be described by pictures, and the daydream left in the text can't be done by pictures. I unconsciously began to recall: Zhou's "A Father's Notes" was moved by his deep love for his daughter; Zweig's Letter from an Unknown Woman praised his delicate feelings. Sueskind's "perfume" was intoxicated by his beautiful fragrance ... through the barrier of time and space, he quietly lost himself in the garden of books, looking at the starry springs and overlooking Wuthering Heights below.

Ah, it turns out that this book is also full of fun, and it is a fertile ground that I failed to cultivate. Stories that have been handed down for thousands of years have inspired generations and started to penetrate my soul. The joy of reading is already a blooming flower in my heart.

Outside Fan Wener's window, the afterglow of the sunset is lazily scattered on every corner of the ground, and the golden light presses on my heart like a bumper harvest of wheat, which makes me breathless. "Math two, physics two, chemistry one, Chinese ..." I silently counted my homework and heard my classmates curse in a low voice from time to time.

Yes, another "full" weekend, "Hey! ..... "Helpless with a sigh. Since I entered the stage of preparing for the senior high school entrance examination, there is no word "fun" in my life.

Carrying a heavy schoolbag, I am walking home alone, and the exam next week is still in my mind. I have to cross a small bridge every day when I go home. There is running water under the bridge. The water is not clear and muddy, but whenever I pass by here after school, there will be a sunset shining on it, and the river will reflect a crimson color, which is also a special sight.

During rush hours, pedestrians and vehicles on the road are in a hurry and there are bursts of noise. But when we walk to the square under the bridge, the noise of vehicles can always be suppressed by a burst of cheerful music.

In the evening, the "nightlife" here started on time again. Usually, I walk very fast. When I pass by here, I always don't have to listen with my ears or see with my eyes. Today, somehow, attracted by music, I slowed down and stopped to watch.

Little Square is not very big. It is surrounded by some rest benches. There is a small flower bed behind each rest stool. There are some plants and small flowers in the flower bed. The warm sunset is sprinkled on it, and the color is slightly darker than during the day. But this kind of artistic conception is really incompatible with the character activities here.

A group of older "dancers" gathered here. They stood in three rows of squares. At the front of the square, there will be a teacher leading the dance. The teacher is wearing a professional dance costume, and her movements are very standardized. With the dynamic music rhythm, his whole body is full of vitality, which is in sharp contrast with the white hair on his head. Other old people in the phalanx are also full of emotions and strong sense of rhythm.

Of course, there are also some unskilled people: an old man in his sixties stood in the last row of the line, as if he had just arrived. Being unfamiliar with the dance steps, he looked at his partners from time to time and danced well with the rhythm, but he always took a half beat, which caused the old people next to him to burst into laughter. Slowly, I was infected by the atmosphere here.

My mood has gradually changed from impetuous to calm. Compared with the old people, I am a teenager. I have more capital and conditions to show my vitality than them, but I feel sorry for myself every day because of the burden of study, ignoring the fun in hard life and becoming pessimistic and negative.

It's getting late, the sun is still setting, and the warm light shines on the faces of the old people, reflecting the vitality and vitality of life. I came, and I also found the joy of life. Fan Wensan's "The wind is rustling and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever". Is life in grade three really that miserable? Faced with a mountain of homework, such as sea exercises, I think our answer is yes! But, actually ... enjoy it.

3. The essay on the topic of competition here is 600~700 words, and there is a pot of chlorophytum.

That day, my mother bought a pot of chlorophytum, saying it could purify the air. I have no experience in growing flowers, but I know that flowers and plants are extremely delicate and must be carefully taken care of.

Therefore, I dare not neglect this pot of chlorophytum. Every morning, a clear spring is sprinkled on it on time, often weeding it. Even a little big grass will be mercilessly pulled out. As the days go by, I am full of confidence in its growth. However, I was disappointed. Chlorophytum didn't thrive as I thought, but it was a little rusty on its long leaves. I was thinking, what's going on?

As the senior high school entrance examination approaches, learning becomes more and more urgent, and I have no intention to take care of any flowers and plants anymore. I also threw it into another world, only my mother poured something and didn't make anything. Occasionally, one day, on the balcony, I glanced at it unintentionally, and there was a touch of green in that corner. A closer look reveals the long green leaves of chlorophytum, which are light and thick, revealing the color of life. Look carefully again, in the flowerpot, there are actually a bunch of weeds sticking out a small head from the gap between the leaves of chlorophytum. I can't help but wonder: why did this plant grow so vigorously without any special care? Is marijuana working?

A breeze, the long leaves of chlorophytum, gently shook a few times, said nothing; And that clump of short grass, motionless, showed a firm back.

I suddenly realized that chlorophytum was competing with weeds. Only competition can survive and develop. Originally, chlorophytum was pampered, but it lost some vitality, just because I got rid of all the weeds, right?

The plant world is still like this. What about human society?

Please write a most beautiful landscape composition with the title "This is a beautiful place", with more than 700 words. Scenery is a kind of scenery that can be appreciated. Everyone has a unique scenery in his heart.

But the most beautiful scenery in my heart is not the colorful sea of flowers, nor the flowing pearl water, nor the beautiful and moving Alishan. The most beautiful scenery in my heart is my mother's intriguing smile.

There is rich content in mom's shallow smile!

On the long road of life, you will inevitably experience ups and downs. When I meet difficulties, I am timid. I never know how to overcome them. However, I was only defeated by difficulties, not by myself. Whenever this time, my mother will smile at me and say softly, "Son, how can I see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" What really encouraged me was her shallow smile. You can't see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. This sentence is so common that no one knows it, but no one is still infected by it. When I overcame the difficulties, I understood my mother's smile, and I understood the meaning of that smile. That smile is so precious!

And when I run home with a perfect score, my mother will kiss my little face and say with a smile, "You must make persistent efforts, don't fall behind, the people behind are chasing you!" " "At this moment, I got something from my mother's happy smile that I might never get. At this moment, I have read my mother's smile.

This kind of smile is one that others can't understand. Unless you understand your mother with your heart, you will feel that this smile is so beautiful, so precious and so beautiful!

Since I can remember, my mother has given me meticulous care and taught me to read her smile! /kloc-for 0/6 years, my mother has given me countless smiles and let me know so many philosophies! Although my mother is not a celebrity, what she said is not a famous saying. But she still let me know a lot, from an ignorant child to a sensible child, mother's smile is the best landscape video!

Mom's ordinary and shallow smile is the most beautiful scenery in my heart!

It is generally believed that gaoyou lake is a famous scenic spot north of the Yangtze River. However, not long ago, a friend who came back from Gaoyou said that there were many weeds here and it was not beautiful at all.

Not long ago, my friends and I came to Gaoyou to see what gaoyou lake was like.

In the afternoon, my friends and I took a speedboat and braved the wind and waves to gaoyou lake Scenic Area. Although it was early summer, the sun did not neglect at all, and baked the earth with all its strength. We jumped off the speedboat and walked along the lake path. Surrounded by tall reeds, people have a sense of depression that there is no sunrise at night from the pavilion.

Soon, a tall building came into our eyes. We thought we could take a rest on stage and overlook the scenic spot. Unexpectedly, as soon as we stepped onto the steps of the high platform, we had to stop-the boards on the stairs were removed, and although a sign was hung on the left-"Please climb carefully"-no one dared to cross it. "Maybe this is a' rest' of a trip." A friend joked. Yes, we are looking for beautiful scenery among reeds. Is this the result? I looked at the break of the stairs and stepped onto the beam used to fix the board. The beam is wide, but it always gives people a potential fear. Some friends at the back told me to hurry down, and some watched the further development of things.

When I crossed the last step and stepped onto the platform above, the beautiful scenery of Jiangbei suddenly caught my eye. As far as I can see, blue and green are intertwined in the sky. Flocks of wild ducks and some unknown wild birds are flying on the water and in the air ... "I found the most beautiful scenery!" " I cheered with excitement.

The following friends asked me how I was doing. I turned around and found a sign written on the platform. I read aloud: "Dear friends, in order to limit the number of people on the stage, we will remove part of the floor so that brave people can enjoy this beautiful scenery. Here, we present this beautiful scenery and wish you a pleasant journey! "

5. Write 700 words on the topic of position.

let go

Early in the morning, I got up sleepily, opened the curtains and saw a red advertising paper in the middle of the road. It lay alone on the road, trembling slightly with the wind, as if to tell me: "Why is God so unfair to me?"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew on a man in a suit and tie and stuck to his clothes. The man picked up the paper, looked at it, kneaded it into a ball and threw it into the trash can. Maybe it's overexertion or aimlessness. The paper passed the trash can and fell into the garden fence.

In this way, the paper was left on the fence. It swayed under the wind, as if to show off its beauty to the flowers. After a while, a little girl came over. The little girl has a pair of watery eyes, delicate eyebrows and innocence. She saw the paper, took the initiative to pick it up and threw it into the trash can. And said, "This is your position."

Yes, people should stay in their positions, otherwise they are prone to make mistakes.

6. The 700-word composition about finding a topic has been jumping between your fingers for a long time, and I don't know where to start at once. I tried to think back to yesterday, but I couldn't find it.

Traces of. Read other people's stories and try to clear your mind.

Always stay in the office, forget the charming sunshine outside, forget the magic and kindness of nature, through the glass.

Window, the road is so far away, and the road to the goal is so obscure. I had to just stand there and dare not.

Stepping forward, I am afraid of falling and getting lost on an unfamiliar road, so I have to stand at the crossroads all the time.

Mouth, the in the mind a little panic, thinking a little messy, everything in front of me has become confused.

Natural disasters see through the fragility of life, just want to seize the time and try to run and sprint at the last glimmer of hope in life. Life in a limited time

At school, we always bleed and sweat. Only happiness can keep a good time. So I shuttled back and forth in the study.

I study the Rubik's Cube crazily. No matter day or night, my thoughts and fingers always rotate tirelessly. Later, I again

I began to read a lot, and the energy of knowledge was too attractive. I had to explore its mystery in it, and finally I seemed to find it.

I found the source of happiness and the direction of my efforts. So I unconsciously went to that comfortable place again, which was not as prosperous as before.

This city, as if there is no power struggle, is very quiet and comfortable, with only one window through which you can see the outside.

Beautiful scenery, you can feel everything is beautiful. Suddenly it rained, and my mind was in a mess. Because, it seems that this is not what I want.

Yes, although everything is beautiful, it grows where I can't touch it, and I can't feel it personally.

Beautiful, I seem to have become that bird in a cage, which can eat the delicious food fed by its owner, but has lost what belongs to it.

That blue sky, then what is its value? You just want to be an empty shell? I've been looking, I've been looking.

find ...

7. Please write a composition on the topic of "Campus, I set sail from here" (it is a primary school) (700~~ I have smelled flowers and listened to the advice of swallows, but they are all short-lived and fleeting. Only the smell of books and the sound of reading will remain in my mind forever.

In my mind, only the campus is eternal, my paradise and my starting point. Campus is a four-course dish. There are thousands of people who look for him suddenly turn around, but that person is hot in the dim light, and there are also pains that make people haggard because the clothes are getting wider. Others go out laughing. Is it the sweetness of Artemisia capillaris? There is also the bitterness of yesterday's west wind withering green trees, lonely buildings and looking at the horizon ... but full of ups and downs is the real life.

The students set sail from here and took a difficult step to the other side of the ideal. The playground is full of senior one students galloping like a battlefield. In the classroom, senior three students keep waving their pens and waiting for the last fight.

On campus, we sweat in the rhythm of youth, just for a bright tomorrow. Campus is a historical condensation point, which brings together generations of literati temperament and soul composed of blood and tears, which not only brings together Li Bai's boldness but also blends Li Qingzhao's grace and restraint; Su Dongpo's open-mindedness, Du Fu's concern for the country, and Li Yu's sadness after the Southern Tang Dynasty ... We set sail from here, looking for historical sites, pursuing Wang Bo's melancholy and short life, witnessing Xin Qiji's lashing of Wan Li's lofty sentiments, lamenting the helplessness of Xiang Yu's Wujiang River, and awakening Chen Houzhu's absurdity.

History uses the holy land of campus to convey its pride and regret to us and give us pride and warning. Campus is the place where science and technology are produced and the field of communication. Gagarin's step has entered the future space flight, and the operation of Chang 'e-1 has also realized the Chinese nation's dream of flying for thousands of years. I will set sail from here, personally appreciate the vastness of science and technology, draw on the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom of my ancestors, and only create a more brilliant scene with my own hands ten years later.

On campus, I set sail from here, crossed the tunnel and reached the ocean of knowledge. I found a lighthouse on the calm sea, advanced in the rough waves, swam in the waves, just to sail to the brightly lit land and find a place to live.

Campus, I will set sail from here with a little joy and nostalgia.

8. Write a composition with a distance of 700 words.

When I was a child, I always wanted to know what was beyond the mountain. Beyond the Ruyi Mountain is the Wang Yang Sea. It is a towering building, a terrace, and actually a yearning for the distance.

"When our wings are hard, we want to fly." When we grow up, we are no longer tempted by sugar clay figurines and marshmallows, and our childhood dolls are left behind. From books, television and other media organizations, we have experienced the great rivers and mountains of the motherland. We are always like a trip, a backpack, a pair of canvas shoes, an umbrella and a person. While enjoying all the beautiful scenery of nature, I sigh the magic of nature. As the saying goes, "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below". The first stop is Hangzhou, the provincial capital. It is a very beautiful place, and countless talented people praise her beauty. "The West Lake is always appropriate compared with the West Lake." Where did my parents go for their honeymoon? The most interesting thing is water curtain cave described by my parents. Imagine yourself sitting on a swing, surrounded by monkeys and grandchildren, eating and drinking. Be a boat and walk by the West Lake. Foggy weather is even better. In this hazy fog, walking, breaking the bridge, fantasizing about the love between Xu Xian and White Snake. Yuefei Tomb and Lingyin Temple are also going to worship, and I sincerely wish my family a safe life. Good memories also need food preservation, and record bits and pieces with a camera.

Next stop, Guilin. When I was in primary school, I learned a text called "Guilin Landscape". Jiangnan people have a sincere love for landscapes. Green mountains and green waters, birds and flowers. Walking in the morning, covered with sunset glow, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery. Isn't it wonderful? It's wonderful. Many places have gone bad under human intervention. The water is no longer clear and the mountains are no longer green, which makes people sad, so I still yearn for Guilin.

Distance is not only the meaning of travel, but also the yearning for life. I long for Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden and Jin Yong's Beautiful Peach Blossom Island. Peach blossoms are everywhere, full of spring breeze, and February warms people's hearts and spleen. I want to go to Hokkaido, the last stop. The straight road looks endless and the trees are lush. There is a destination waiting for me.

The distance is a dream. In addition to longing, there is also a heart to fulfill dreams. The older generation is far away, so, what about you, do you want to go out of your own way?

9. Write a composition with the theme of scenery, more than 700 words, the golden autumn of the first day.

There is vibrant green in spring, fiery and vibrant red in summer and beautiful white in winter. But I only like the gorgeous golden color in autumn.

I stood at my desk, and a breeze blew on my face. Oh, autumn is coming. The autumn wind swept across the earth, bringing a little coolness to this hot world. Summer has gradually left with its annoying heat.

Qiu picked up his golden pen and added a touch of gorgeous gold to the whole world.

I stood at the window, and the autumn wind swept the trees outside. The golden leaves attached to the branches, but they didn't give up. After struggling for a few times, I went with the wind and danced in the air, as if I were dancing one last dance. Then, Qiu sent these leaves far away with her mother's hand, and the leaves returned to their roots. Another gust of wind blew, and pieces of gold fell from the tree and danced in the air. The whole world seems to have turned golden.

Leaves are falling, falling a little on those delicate and charming flowers. Autumn falls on these flowers with a stroke of a pen, and the petals fall shyly and dance in the air with the fallen leaves. Autumn winds send them far away and weave them into a golden canvas in the air. Of course, chrysanthemum is also an alternative. Perhaps the creator did not give it the right to compete with flowers in spring and summer, so in the autumn when everything is dying, only it is proudly blooming.

Autumn shows her exquisite painting skills to the fullest. The green grass hid under the fallen leaves, secretly looked at the golden world outside, looked at its unique green, and shyly invited Qiu to dress them in the golden coat of the sky. Gradually, the green grass withered and merged into the whole golden world.

Perhaps, the literati of all ages did not like the autumn of all things, giving it a deep sadness. And I, however, want to loudly praise the autumn after spring and summer, golden and gorgeous autumn!

Thank you, landlord, and hope to adopt it. thank you

10. Writing 700 words on the theme of starting everything disappears with the passage of time, and everything is fleeting, but we should learn to cherish it. From that moment on, I understood. ...

Years are like smoke, and the past is like dust. Time is always spent in the tempering and baptism of smoke and dust, and people will grow up in it and be bound by time. The value of time lies in hard work, struggle, diligent practice and exertion. I will try my best to realize these valuable values.

The ancients once said that "an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but a thousand dollars can't buy an inch of time", and there is also a poem that "young people don't work hard, but old people are sad". Whenever I hear this saying "cherish time", I think of Zhu Ziqing's essay "Hurry".

This article is about time gone forever, don't idle away your time. I learned that time is money. I thought I spent more than 5,800 days and nights, but what did I do in these 5,800 days and nights? Only wandering, only rushing. In the rush of more than 5,000 days, what is left except wandering? From that moment on, I understood that I should work hard.

I once heard a joke: an employee of a company asks for leave from his boss, and the boss told him that there are 52 weekends in 365 days a year, minus 104 days, leaving 26 1 day, and you still have 16 hours to go to work every day, minus 170 days, leaving 965430 days. It takes you 1 hour to eat every day, 46 days, and there are 22 days left. You usually ask the company for two days sick leave every year, and now there are only 20 days left. There are five holidays every year and the company doesn't go to work. Subtract these five days, leaving 15 days. The company generously gives you 14 days holiday every year, so you only have 65434 days left to work. After reading this joke, I not only laughed, but also felt a little chilly after laughing. Although the boss's method of calculating time is not necessarily accurate, it is enough to tell us to cherish time.

My friend, whenever you play computer, the days pass away from the keyboard, but when you watch TV, the days flash from the screen. My friend, life is short, but after careful calculation, how much time do we spend in work and study? I remember Chen once said: No matter what setbacks and grievances you encounter in your future life, don't waver, don't make excuses and go your own way! Because any vacillation, including excuses, will consume energy, time and life, so don't delay the trip. From that moment on, we worked together.

Years are like smoke, and the past is like dust. Time is always spent in the tempering and baptism of smoke and dust, and people will grow up in it and be bound by time. The value of time lies in hard work, struggle, diligent practice and exertion. I will try my best to realize these valuable values.

From that moment on, I suddenly realized, let's go hand in hand and create brilliance together!