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Excellent composition for eighth grade

In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone must come into contact with composition. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from compressed and concise language that you can understand to The transformation of external language forms that is carried out, has a standardized grammatical structure, and can be understood by others. In order to make it easier and more convenient for you to write essays, here are 8 excellent eighth-grade essays that I have compiled for you. You are welcome to read them. I hope you will like them. Excellent Composition for Eighth Grade Part 1

Growth means independence of action; growth reflects active thinking; growth reflects spiritual maturity. Yes, if a person fails to grow up well, in a sense, he is a mentally unsound person. Growth is like a bottle of various flavors, full of ups and downs, carrying everyone’s colorful life.

Sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, let’s talk about bitterness and spicyness first. Bitterness and spicyness are like a pair of fierce twin brothers, often torturing you like ants on a hot pot - spinning around in circles, and if it is exaggerated, it may even kill you. However, bitterness and spicyness can also be compared to a double-edged sword, and many sourness and sweetness are due to them. As the saying goes: "Failure is the mother of success" and "How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?" This is what it means. How much value would a life without bitterness, spicyness, and sorrow have?

If pain and torture alone dominate your life, then I don’t think anyone would be willing to live in this world. Sour and sweet are just for you. Sour is the bridge between bitter and sweet, and sweetness allows you to enjoy the beauty of life. Only when a person has experienced the baptism of bitterness and spicyness will the sweetness and sourness come to the door on their own. This is the harvest after your hard work. While you enjoy success and joy, what you will never forget is the blow that bitterness and spicyness bring to you.

I remember that when I was in fifth grade, my growth tested me. I received the math paper I took a test a few days ago: "Oh! 82 points!" My heart sank, I would definitely get beaten when I got home. Dragging my lead-heavy legs, I moved home step by step. The laughter of my classmates on the way seemed to have nothing to do with me. After returning home, to my surprise, not only did I not get whipped, my mother also calmly said to me: "One exam doesn't mean anything, just work hard next time." Sure enough, after two weeks of hard work, I did it. I defeated the test that growth gave me and reaped the fruits of success.

Whether it is from the perspective of independence of action, active thinking, spiritual maturity, etc., ups and downs are necessary in the growth process. But one thing is that the ups and downs do not determine your destiny. How many terminally ill patients have gained a new life through their optimistic attitude; how many young people in their prime have passed away due to depression. Growth will test everyone, it depends on how you look at it. Therefore, the destiny of growth is decided by oneself. My great-aunt suffered from gastric cancer a few years ago, but because it was discovered in time, the condition was not serious. My aunt has been fighting the disease tenaciously. After 3 years, she finally recovered.

A small seedling needs to be tested by growth if it wants to grow into a towering tree; an inconspicuous caterpillar needs to be tested by growth if it wants to grow into a colorful and beautiful butterfly. After experiencing the blow of failure, you will see the joy of success. Only through continuous experience in life can we achieve success. Excellent Composition for Eighth Grade Part 2

Dream, a simple word, cannot give it a good definition. What is a dream? Do you have dreams when you fall asleep? Are all the thoughts in your mind dreams? I don’t know, there are always dreams, big and small, in life. You have your dreams, I have mine. Each vivid dream makes up a great dream, a dream that is common to everyone. , the dream in my heart.

I have a dream, I want to have clear river water and a beautiful home.

The creek at the door of my hometown was once crystal clear. The pebbles at the bottom of the water are covered with small screws. At this time, a group of naughty children go down with their bare feet to grab screws and small fish, swim and play in the water.

When the lotus flowers are in full bloom in summer, fish play hide-and-seek under the lotus leaves, and ducks also play in this creek. Even a bamboo forest next to the creek has become vibrant because of the beauty and harmony of the creek. Cicadas are chirping on the trees, butterflies are flying in the forest, and even birds are vying to build nests here.

However, the good times did not last long. With the rapid development of the rural economy, many processing plants have moved into the village. They secretly discharged sewage into the river. Now the creek is full of oil and garbage floating everywhere. Some unconscious villagers nearby also secretly poured domestic sewage into the creek. For their own selfish desires, human beings have destroyed the creeks that they once relied on for survival beyond recognition. From then on, the stream was no longer crystal clear, the fish disappeared, and the ducks did not want to play here. The lively bamboo forest in the past has become lifeless now, the songs of the birds have disappeared, and the butterflies have stayed away...

Not only that, now even our mother river, the Yellow River, cannot escape. Contaminated doom. Thousands of tons of sediment are fished out of the Yellow River every year. The Yangtze River is no exception. It is surrounded by buildings and a large amount of sewage is discharged into the general, making the water turbid.

Look, this is the homeland we rely on for survival, and now it is in such a state of decline. Who did all this? Yes, we are human beings. The land has nurtured us and the rivers have nourished us, but this is how we repay them. Let us act together, protect our homeland, be the most beautiful Zhejiang people, and never let the last drop of water in the world turn into our own tears. Excellent Compositions for Eighth Graders Part 3

Yesterday I had some ideas on a whim, but now I write them down, without any discrimination, but with a sense of ridicule. Chinese characters are indeed profound and profound, especially the word "female", which can especially reflect the characteristics of contemporary women. I really have to admire the foresight of Cangjie, the pioneer of Chinese character creation.

It can be seen from the shape of the character "女" that there is a slanted "mouth" in the middle. The slanted mouth means less serious words; the five strokes around the mouth extend to five directions, and all five directions can be spoken; if If the center is the heart, the heart is not right, and the woman has vanity; the overall reaction is that she talks too much, and the words are not correct, which is false talk, and the heart is vanity. This is a typical characteristic of contemporary women. According to this statement, wouldn’t there be four men? No, the man only had one mouthful, and it was all sealed in a cross shape by the sealing tape. He only had the strength left to speak, so he could only exert force. This is another reason to admire Cangjie, who actually knew that there would be such a thing as sealing glue thousands of years later.

Contemporary women are all false talkers. They are guided by vanity, so false talk is inevitable. False talk mainly reflects the vanity in the middle. Women must practice what they say. If it doesn’t work tomorrow, it must be done well next month. There is no process. The best expression is to hope that "you will work as a supervisor for one year and move to the city after half a year of work." You will not accept the status quo, let alone think about it. She was content with the status quo for now. Once their hopes are not realized, those who have a family will complain that their husbands have no ambition, and those who have not started a family will complain that their father has no future. The ideal situation is for the father to be a high-ranking official and the husband to be a rich man. In this way, when talking to other women, he would sound like a senior in high school. points, the vanity is greatly satisfied, it is very face-saving, and by the way, you can do whatever you want through your father and husband, wouldn't it be nice?

Women talk a lot, but their words focus on two things: money and power. This leads to comparisons. Those who have a family have more money and power than their husbands, and those who have not started a family have more money and power than their fathers. They all hope that their fathers and husbands will have Bill Gates’ money and Ban Ki-moon’s power combined into one. Women whose fathers and husbands have no money and power simply don’t want to live in the world, because it is so shameless and life is worse than death: Women whose fathers and husbands have money and power are always inferior to other women who are better than them. Only if you want to compare yourself to others will you be willing to do so. If you cannot compare, then blame your father and husband. Alas...

It was the ancients who understood women, who created the word "女" appropriately, and also created some rules for women. "Seven Outcomes" and "Three Obediences and Four Virtues" created five thousand years of civilization. During the five thousand years, Wu Zetian's hen only lasted for forty years, and five thousand years of civilization is still there. In contemporary society, women dominate the world. Husbands and dads should only contribute. With only money and power, how can there be civilization?

Talking nonsense on a whim to make people laugh is not credible.

Excellent Composition for Eighth Grade Chapter 4

I am a well-known figure in Class 116 and the whole school. I am only famous for my naughty. The greatest happiness in my life is eating, drinking and having fun; I am proficient in everything.

Look at me in the mirror; I have short hair reaching my ears; thick eyebrows; look at those bright eyes. I look very energetic. Look at his clothes again; short shirt and long trousers; he looks like a real tomboy. Don't look at me as a naughty boy; but I really like to think of him as a clerk.

I like to read as a clerk; it may be due to genetic variation; my parents never like to read as a clerk; you may not know my experience as a clerk; you will be shocked when you see it; It is true that heaven can be said to be on earth; earth can also be said to be heaven; it still cannot be finished. forexample: That time I saw another edition of "National Essay Contest Selection" in the bookstore; I was very excited; but when I saw the price, it seemed like a deflated ball. 38 yuan; I already have a breath of fresh air. Ask mom for it; I’m such a big man now; I have to ‘support myself’. Ever since, I raised money everywhere, and finally saved enough this weekend. I carefully counted the money, and then robbed my mother’s bicycle. I rode all the way, and the return rate is absolutely 100%. I finally arrived at the bookstore; I ran to look around, and was shocked; there was only one copy left. . . . I quickly paid with an extremely small amount of money and rejoiced in my heart: Fortunately, I came early; why did I slowly meet at home? I went to enjoy the beautiful articles.

This is me. . . . Oops, sorry, I forgot to mention that my name is Chen Tianjiao; I am a rabbit. . . . . | Excellent Composition for Eighth Grade Part 5

When you walk backwards, time goes backwards with your steps. There is no need to look back, because your breath has been left in the places you have walked, leading you to re-walk the path (footprints) you walked when you came (examine the footprints you have left), in order not to let you forget.

I am like a piece of soiled clothing. When I want to clean it, I have to take out everything in my pocket. They are money, desire, greed and selfishness. My mother put it in the water to clean it, and little by little I saw my original appearance. It’s not that the passage of time has made me forget my roots, but that the things on my body block my originally clear sight and make me feel like I’m going backwards. (The language here is not concise enough, but I haven’t figured out how to change it yet) I don’t want to escape reality and become a modern Tao Yuanming, but I don’t want to be Li Bai who dared to let the emperor’s pet eunuch take off his shoes for him. I seem to be drowned and buried by this materialistic society. I would rather walk the same path again and use the historical footprints of that time to temporarily sober up my turbid heart.

Turning upside down, I saw Shu Qingchun (Lao She) lying on the shore of Weiming Lake, (this was his last footprint). He had suffered the shackles of life - this choice was a kind of relief. I regret it and feel discouraged.

Walking backwards, I saw the amputated and bloody body of Zha Haisheng (Haizi). What a lost soul this was, my heart ached.

Walking backwards, I saw the scrawny Zhou Shuren again, wearing a robe, holding a cigarette between his two withered yellow fingers, and he was writing "With a cold eyebrow and a thousand fingers, he bows his head and is willing to be a bull." Hide Enter the small building and become unified, and take care of autumn, summer and spring and autumn." I stared at him with admiration for a long time.

Walking backwards, I saw Tan Sitong with shackles on his hands, standing on the execution platform with messy hair, but he shouted, "I will cut my sword to the sky to save my liver and gallbladder." I Speechless, maybe silence is the best condolence for them.

Walking backwards made me understand Lin Zexu, see Martin Luther, see Du Fu, and Su Shi. Walking backwards made me understand how to write a person with capital letters. When we are tired, tired, confused, and confused, don't look back and walk backwards. The road we came from will temporarily settle your uneasy heart.

Walking backwards - a silent and colored road.

Eighth Grade Excellent Composition Chapter 6

"The sound of firecrackers shook the sky, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new and celebrating with joy." Unknowingly, spring came again, and the never-ending sound of firecrackers in the sky suddenly At that time, all the troubles and worries in my heart were swept away, and I welcomed the happy year of my family with joy.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine of the Spring Festival shines into my eyes. The excitement seems to be gentle, thin, thin. I seem to smell the smell of the New Year, very pure and very fragrant. , very sweet, instantly woke me up from my sleep.

"Dong dong!" "Who is it!" "It's me" "It turns out it's my grandpa who's here!" I immediately went to open the door for them. When I opened the door, I was attracted by the many bags that grandpa was holding. I immediately took a few from him, and then opened them. It turned out that they were all vegetables and meat for the New Year. I Grandpa came to my house to celebrate the New Year! I was already amazed by the many bags that grandpa was carrying just now. When we talked about pouring out all the contents in the bags for cleaning, I was even more amazed by those things, which filled the sink in our house. Ginger is still spicy. It didn’t take long for my grandfather to wash most of the items in the tank. What about me? One, two, three...you can count them with just a few clicks of your fingers. After we finished washing the vegetables and meat, my parents came on the scene, one with a knife and the other with a shovel. It seemed that they were ready.

"Crackling", after an afternoon of hard work, more than ten dishes were finally served. At this time, the living room was filled with a strong fragrance, which really made my mouth water. After all the relatives and friends arrived, our family’s New Year’s Eve dinner began. At this time, I was so moved that I almost cried. After enduring it for a long time, my mouth that swallowed a lot of saliva could finally enjoy the blessing. After a wild meal, After the bombing, I collapsed on the chair and kept stroking the chubby "general" with my hands. At this time, all the relatives sitting here had also eaten. The happiness really came too suddenly. It was too fast. All of a sudden, three or five relatives suddenly stuffed the big red envelope into my pocket. I didn’t even have time to react. I didn’t even bother to touch it a few times before my parents took it away.

After eating and receiving red envelopes, the rest of the time should be used for entertainment. I saw my dad coming back from buying a lot of fireworks from the street. I was so excited that I immediately went to pick them up. , and then they were released together, "Peng!" After a small muffled sound, a sharp arrow shot out from the fireworks tube, and then exploded in the sky, that is, you went to the one who released his most beautiful On the one hand, it's beautiful. After all the fireworks were over, this year’s Spring Festival Gala also started. My parents and I came upstairs together, sat on the sofa together, then turned on the TV, and started to enjoy the wonderful Spring Festival Gala programs one after another.

Happy time is always so short, but I will always remember this short time. My family should be so happy! Excellent Composition for Eighth Grade 7

Time flies, and the 20-day winter vacation passed quickly. During this short but happy vacation, there is one interesting thing that I have never been able to forget, and that is playing with my family. Kongming lantern.

On the night of the fourth day of the first lunar month, we were playing at my grandma’s house. I felt bored and suggested: "Let’s go and light the Kongming Lanterns!" "Okay!" Everyone has no objection, let’s light the Kongming Lanterns!

I came outside, tore open the packaging bag of the Kongming Lantern, spread it out, and inflated it to make the entire Kongming Lantern inflate. I took out a piece of wax and hung it under the Kongming Lantern, okay! Everything is ready, just need to light the fire!

I took out the lighter, and with a click, the fire ignited, but it was quickly extinguished by the wind. I walked behind the wall and tried again, ok! The flames licked the wax block. After a while, the wax block was lit, flickering with small blue flames. Then, a corner of the wax block burned, and then the entire wax block caught fire. Look at everyone else, hi! I saw that some of them were gray-headed and coughing; some were in a hurry and didn't know what to do; some were smiling and seemed confident! The best thing is my dad. His sky lantern is already bulging and ready to fly. And mine is still flat and making no progress.

I asked him for advice, and he said: "If you want the Kongming Lantern to be filled with heat, you have to buckle it on the ground so that the heat will not overflow." After that, he gently moved the Kongming Lantern upwards, and the Kongming Lantern shook. It flew up into the sky unsteadily, and soon became a little star in the night. I followed suit and hey! It’s amazing! Soon, my Kongming lantern was filled with heat, and it was fluttering gently, with the energy to fly straight into the sky. I lifted it up and let go of my hand, and it flew precariously into the sky. Afterwards, everyone's Kongming lanterns also took off one after another. They could see the Kongming lanterns staggering and stumbling around like they were drunk, and finally managed to rise to the sky; or they could be seen like a big fat man with a red face, riding the wind with great arrogance. Soaring into the night sky, have a safe journey. There was only one exception. My sister's Kongming lantern was hung on a tree branch, and after a while, she "immolated herself and died."

At this time, my mother suggested: "How about we tie a few Kongming lanterns together and put them together?" "Okay! Give it a try!" I did it, I found double-sided tape and put 5 Kongming lanterns stuck together. Everyone gathered around, one inserted the wax, the other lit the fire, each performing his or her duties. "Okay, get up!" Following Dad's command, "Hoo--" the giant sky lantern soared into the sky. However, since there are 5 sky lanterns, the power used by the five people is of course different, and the firepower of the five sky lanterns is also different. As a result, when the five sky lanterns are lifted into the sky, they will rotate rapidly several times, and will be up and down, shaking left and right. He felt top-heavy for a while, and at one point he almost stood upright. The various thrilling "performances" of this "conjoined child" made us all sweat, and our hearts were in our throats. Several people raised their heads and chased after it, fearing that it would fall. Gradually, it flew higher and higher. In the night sky, the five Kongming lanterns looked like a dragon, sometimes showing its teeth and claws, sometimes showing its power, which was a spectacular sight.

In ancient times, the sky lantern was a tool for transmitting information, but today, it is the carrier of people's wishes. I looked at the Kongming Lantern flying higher and higher, praying and wishing silently in my heart... Excellent Composition for Eighth Grade 8

There is a car repair shop opposite my house. The car repairman is an old man with dark skin. The wrinkles on his face were always twisted together like bark, so everyone called him Third Master.

San Ye’s car repair skills are top-notch, his attitude is good, and the car repair fee is not expensive. After spending time together, both adults and children felt that they couldn't live without this car repairman.

I remember one time, when I was going to school at noon, my bicycle couldn’t be pedaled for some reason, so I pushed it to my third master to repair it.

I was burning with anxiety, but the third master was not anxious at all. He slowly lit a cigarette and sucked it in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes slightly, held the car seat cushion with one hand, and turned the pedals nonchalantly with the other. The smoke rings he exhaled slowly floated and swirled, which really made me anxious! I couldn't help shouting: "Third Master, please hurry up!"

He smiled kindly at me and actually said: "Son, don't be in a hurry!"

I jumped in front of him and said, "Don't be in a hurry? I will be late for school!"

"Don't you go to class at two o'clock? Now It's only half past one, still early. You sometimes ride to school at one fifty!"

I couldn't help but laugh, this third master actually remembered my school time.

He took a long drag on the cigarette and threw it away. I turned my bicycle over and put it on a wooden pier, then skillfully took out the tools, squatted down, and worked hard.

Although he was over seventy years old, his hands were very flexible. The tools seemed to be particularly obedient in his hands. After a while, the car was repaired.

I rode on it and gave it a try, and it was better than before.

I rode on the car, rang the bell, and went to school happily. The third master looked at me kindly and lit another cigarette.

The third master is a very talkative person. He often carries a small stool and sits under the car shed. At this time, someone will always come over to chat with him. Sometimes the two of them will talk to each other. Three hours.

When no one was chatting with him, he would sit quietly, looking at an unknown tree on the roadside, carefully observing the leaves of the tree and listening to the sound of the tree. Therefore, when I was young, I always thought that he Can talk to trees.

I went to junior high school, lived on campus, and rarely went home. During a phone call with my grandma, I learned that the third master’s wife accidentally hit her head on a stone while walking and closed her eyes. This incident was a big blow to the third master. The third master did not come out to repair the car for almost half a year.

Later, the third master came out to repair the car again.

One time I went home and saw the third master sitting under a tree, staring at the tree, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes for no apparent reason.