Composition on a happy thing

In daily study, work or life, everyone must have come into contact with composition. Composition writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down our mind, and think about our future direction. I believe many people find it difficult to write essays. Below is a composition about a happy thing that I compiled (selected 9 articles) for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. A Happy Thing Essay 1

Reading is a happy thing. When I was a child, my mother told me stories; when I was in kindergarten, I read many picture books; when I was a primary school student, I began to "eat" all kinds of books.

When I "ate" "Wolf King Luobo", I first saw a cruel and ferocious wolf king, leading all of his subordinates who were "invincible". But there is a weakness in the wolf king's heart, and that is his wife - the white wolf. White Wolf stepped on a trap while out and was killed by a human. The Wolf King has been looking for his wife, but he accidentally stepped into the trap and died in misery.

When I "ate" "Anne of Green Gables", the protagonist, the little girl Anne, was an orphan adopted by Matthew and Marilla. The first good friend she met was Diana. In one class, Gilbard teased her about having red hair, which planted the seeds of resentment in Anne's heart. After a long, long time, Matthew died, and Anne was so sad that her tears dried up. For the first time, I cried with the protagonist and felt Anne's grief.

When I "ate" "Charlotte's Web", the protagonist was a pig. The little girl Fern rescued him and named him Wilbur. When the piglet was six years old, Fern's father was going to sell it to Fern's uncle, Mr. Zuckerman. The little pig grew up day by day. When it knew that it was destined to be eaten by humans, it cried and made a fuss. At this time, a little spider named Charlotte said: "I will save you!" It wrote words such as "Ace Pig, Amazing, Glorious..." on the spider web. Miraculously, Charlotte allowed Wilbur to win the special prize and avoid the fate of being killed by humans. Wilbur survived, but Charlotte's life was at an end. Now and into the future, it will never forget Charlotte. Such good friends are not often encountered. They are both good writers and loyal friends.

This is a book that can give people happiness, knowledge, and insight. As the saying goes: Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles! A happy thing essay 2

When I do well in the exam, I am happy; when I go to the amusement park to play, I am happy; when I eat ice cream, I am Happy; when I read a book, I am also happy; when I see my mother happy, that is what makes me happiest!

That day was Friday, which was also Women’s Day. My sister and I came back from school and there was no trace of my mother. It turned out that my mother had gone shopping. My sister and I took this opportunity to secretly put the gifts we prepared last night in my mother's slippers. Then, we quietly hid in the corner, waiting for mother to come back.

After a while, my mother opened the door with big and small bags. She poked her head into the house. She might be thinking: Usually when I enter the door, those two little guys rush out and hug me. Yes, why are you so quiet today? Mom took off her left shoe and put on her slippers. She seemed to feel something inside. She tried again. This time she tentatively inserted it deeper, but she still felt there was something inside. Then she took off her right shoe and put on her slippers again, but this time she couldn't put them on either. She frowned and stood there thinking for a while, then squatted down to see what was in the slippers. Her mother took it out and said, "Hey, why are they some origami?" her mother said to herself. At this time, my sister and I couldn't help laughing. We ran out from the corner, and my mother pointed at us with a smile and said, "Hahaha, you two little guys actually put gifts in my shoes. No wonder Last night, I was scolded for making origami against the clock, thank you! My sister and I laughed so much that we hugged our mother together.

My mother gave me joy and happiness. Whenever I see my mother showing a sweet and happy smile, that is when I am happiest.

A Happy Thing Essay 3

This morning, my father said to me: "How about I take you to your aunt's house to see the birds?" I clapped my hands and shouted: "Okay! Okay. Ah!”

The little bird in the birdcage on the balcony of my aunt’s house is so cute. It is small and exquisite, with particularly eye-catching yellow feathers, a pair of bright and flexible black eyes, and a pair of A yellow and small mouth, coupled with a pair of sharp little claws makes it even more cute. Its name is Jinsi, but its cry is very hoarse. When it screams, it makes people feel uncomfortable. How did this come back? Gold wire became my "little patient". I became "Little Doctor Zhang". Start checking! I became serious, pretended to look left and right, then picked up paper and pen, ready to check and write at the same time. I first checked the little patient’s appetite problem, ah! Unfortunately, Jinsi doesn't drink water, is afraid of water, won't eat, and has a hoarse voice.

It doesn't matter, "Dr. Zhang" naturally has a way. I picked up a small spoon, scooped a spoonful of millet and put it into the birdcage. The little bird looked very scared and hid far away. Dad saw it. Liao Xiaoxiao said: "You should put the spoon in slowly." I did as my father said. Jinsi was really not afraid anymore. She stared at the millet in the spoon for a while, then ate a few grains, and then relished it. Eating it with relish. After the inspection, I made suggestions to my aunt. I said seriously: "We should eat diligently and let Jinsi eat more grains. After eating the worms, eat some sand to help digestion. Try to let Jinsi drink as much water as possible." , When you have nothing to do, take Jinxi to the park for a walk." After saying that, I handed the "inspection report" to my aunt and gave me a lot of instructions: "The inspection report is clearly written. You must do what it says. Don't forget it. Be sure to remember it." "Everyone laughed, and "Dr. Zhang" was also a little embarrassed.

I am so happy today. It is great to be a doctor for the birds! A Happy Thing Essay 4

I have experienced many things, some sad, some sad, some touching, and some happy. They are like the stars in the sky, countless. Among them, the brightest star is what made me recognized by my classmates.

I have always been laughed at by my classmates because of my poor playing skills. I secretly made up my mind: I must improve my football skills and strive to be recognized by my classmates. So every afternoon after school, no matter whether it was scorching sun or windy or raining, I would take the initiative to go to the football coach to practice playing football. I run several laps around the stadium every day. Even though I am sweating profusely and my back is sore, I will not complain. Under the guidance of the coach and the encouragement of my classmates, my skills have improved more and more, and the coach has become more and more confident in me. However, just as I was improving my skills, my coach took a leave of absence and didn't come to the training ground for several days. I was like a newborn baby that had been weaned. However, I still didn't give up and still practiced quietly and hard.

Efforts will always be rewarded. One day, the coach finally came back and I was ecstatic. The devilish training began again. Under the coach's patient guidance, I took every simulated game seriously as a final exam, and my skills improved by leaps and bounds. The coach said to me kindly: "As long as you work harder, you will definitely become the main force." After listening to the coach's words, I became more confident and practiced harder. Hard work paid off. After a long period of hard training, I was finally recognized by the coach and classmates, and was also selected to participate in the district football competition.

This is really a happy thing. A Happy Thing Essay 5

This summer vacation, many happy things happened, among which one thing made me happiest.

One afternoon, as usual, I finished my homework and played on the computer for a while.

When I was having fun, my sister yelled: "Sister, a big black butterfly flew in!" I said: "Butterflies often fly in, and besides, we can't catch it!" My sister! He shouted again: "No, no, we will definitely catch it this time, because it flew into the cabinet!" I said: "How is that possible? You are lying to me again!" My sister said eagerly: "Oh, you don't believe it. Just watch! Otherwise, it will fly away!" I turned my head to the cabinet and found a black butterfly. So, I closed the cabinet to prevent it from flying out, thinking: How should I catch it? Should I go empty-handed? No, what if it’s poisonous? Then put a plastic bag on your hand and catch it? Well, OK! Then there is no need to worry about poison. So, I took a plastic bag and put it on my hand. When I was about to put my hand into the cabinet to catch the butterfly, for some reason, I didn't dare to catch it.

I thought: Butterflies are so beautiful, but they won’t do anything to me. I'm not afraid if it's poisonous. I put a plastic bag on it, so I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. Then, I put my hand into the cabinet, placed it next to the butterfly's wings, squeezed it gently, and caught the butterfly. I felt very happy. I pinched the butterfly's wings and observed its appearance carefully. There is a little golden yellow in the black wings, just like a faint light flashing in a dark night. Looking at this butterfly I caught by myself, I thought: The butterfly is so beautiful, why did I catch it as a specimen? Wouldn’t I have killed a little life? So, I let it go. Watching it fly away, I felt that this moment was the happiest moment in my life.

Butterflies are beautiful. They are created by nature. We must care for everything in nature. I am very happy to live in such beautiful nature! A Happy Thing Essay 6

In my daily life, there are often happiness, regrets, and painful things happening, but I only remember happy things. I remember the happiest thing I ever experienced when I was in kindergarten.

When we were in kindergarten, the teacher would take us out to play every noon. Once, we walked into Nanhu Park unknowingly. We entered a small forest and started playing hide and seek. I immediately ran behind a tree, and there was a friend next to me. We sat down and told jokes. Bursts of laughter could be heard under the tree. The classmates next to us were so anxious that they kept putting their hands to their mouths and making "shush, shush" sounds to prevent us from talking. But the two of us ignored our friends' instructions and continued to talk. As a result, the classmate responsible for arresting people heard the sound and came towards us. I didn't notice it, but the friend next to me stopped talking and disappeared like a gust of wind. Only then did I notice that the classmate responsible for arresting him was rushing towards me like an elephant. I ran for my life in a hurry and shouted for help, but none of my friends saved me. I had no choice but to run towards the water, and he chased me desperately. I was about to catch him. As soon as I ducked, he stepped into the mud, and the friends burst out laughing.

But he was not disappointed either. He polished his shoes and pounced on me again, like a vicious tiger pounced on its prey. I hurriedly ran back to the woods. Found a tree and hid. Several classmates around me now became the "accomplices" of the classmate responsible for arresting me, and promptly reported my location, so I had no choice but to move my hiding place. They came to catch me in different directions. I dodged left and right to avoid the attacks again and again. Finally, I ran behind the teacher and lay down on the grass so tired that my classmates were also tired and panting and lay down with me. . We rolled around again.

Thinking of the experience at that time, it was really the happiest thing! A Happy Thing Composition 7

Everyone is familiar with the word "happiness", right? There must be many happy things in each of our lives. Well, I also have a lot of happy things, but what remains fresh in my memory is a meaningful labor.

It was one day in the fifth grade. Our school held a voluntary labor campaign with the theme "Shidong is my home, hygiene depends on everyone", and we had to go to the streets to sweep the floors.

We set off, everyone holding a broom in their hands and marching happily to the street in neat rows. We talked and laughed along the way, so happy! Unknowingly, we have arrived on the street, and the pedestrians on the street cast admiring glances at us. My classmates and I are proud of our event, and our hearts are warm.

We finally reached our destination. The teacher divided the class into groups of five and groups of six and seven. The cleaning started, and our group swept very carefully, not sparing every detail and every corner. We swept and swept, gradually feeling tired, moving a little slower, and getting lazy. Seeing this scene, the teacher's words suddenly rang out: "Work harder, classmates, the more difficult the time, the harder we will be." It is to persist, persistence is victory, unity is strength..." With the teacher's encouragement, I thought: What does this tiredness mean? I think of my parents working hard all day long. The cleaners get up early every day and sweep the streets clean. They never complain about hard work. They always work in obscurity. They always keep the hardest and most tiring work for themselves and for people. In exchange for a clean and hygienic world, it brings convenience to people's lives. At this time, I remembered the saying "I would rather have one person dirty than ten thousand people clean." It is the most appropriate metaphor to use it to describe the noble quality of cleaners. . Thinking of this, we don't know where we got the strength, and we swept the land in three strokes.

Looking at the fruits of my labor, I can't tell you how happy I am. Although it is very tiring, it is worthwhile to do something that I can do for the society. On this day, our competition felt very meaningful and a very happy thing. With a smile of victory on everyone's face, we sang "We are the successors of communism..." along the way back to school. A Happy Thing Essay 8

There are as many things in my memory as the stars in the sky and the sand and stones in the water, but most of them have been forgotten by me. Only that happy thing made me unable to forget it for a long time.

It was a weekend afternoon, and I was feeling bored. Suddenly, the phone rang. I picked up the phone and asked impatiently: "Who is it?"

"It's me - Ziqi, today is my birthday, can you come to my birthday party?" "Okay, okay." I said happily, "What time is it? Come on time. Goodbye!" I put down the phone and jumped three feet high with excitement. No one is playing with me! Look at the time again, my God! It’s already past five o’clock, and we still need to make gifts! Forget it, it was too late. I took out a new book I had read from the bookshelf and rushed to my classmate's house excitedly.

When they arrived at Ziqi's house, Jiaojiao, Wan'er and Zhiqi also came. Jiaojiao suggested: "How about we put the gifts in Ziqi's room and let Ziqi find them?" "Okay!" We replied in unison and went into the room one by one to hide the gifts. I entered the room and saw the small cabinet behind the door. I thought to myself: "Hiding it there, Ziqi won't be able to find it, right?" Just as I was about to take action, Jiaojiao said softly: "Let's put all the gifts under the bed." Let's go!" Everyone else agreed, but I thought: "Humph! Why should I listen to you?" Although I was not happy, I finally decided to put the gift with others. After Ziqi came in, he looked here and there but couldn't find it. We had no choice but to take out the gifts ourselves and give them to Ziqi. After playing the haunted house game for a while, we ate cake and Kendall Chicken. As I was eating, I had a sudden thought: "Why not tease Zi Qi?" I did whatever I wanted to do, and I smeared the cake on Zi Qi's face. When Zi Qi saw it, he was so angry that he wanted to smear me with sauce. . I dodged and smeared it on Wan'er's face. Wan'er was also angry, and... just like that, a fierce throwing battle began. Later, we went to the garden to play parade games and had a lot of fun. I didn't go home until ten o'clock.

This is really a happy thing! A Happy Thing Essay 9

I was just 4 years old that year. The weather was very sunny that day. I urged my grandma to go out early in the morning because I was going to a new place where I could make new friends. A place to learn painting together - Daystar Painting Class. We walked to the door of the classroom, and there were already many people in the classroom! With my heart pounding, I slowly walked in and sat on an empty seat.

The smiling female teacher came over and handed me a painting, which was a colorful hen and several eggs.

I asked the teacher what his last name was? The teacher said: "My surname is Huang." I asked the teacher again: "Where should I draw these chickens and eggs?" The teacher said: "Draw on the gouache paper!" Then the teacher brought a pack of gouache paper and took out one for me.

When I looked at the big white paper, how could I draw this chicken and egg? It’s so difficult! The teacher came over and taught me how to draw patiently and carefully. The teacher grabbed my hand and drew a chicken on the back of the paper, and then drew a few eggs.

Then, the teacher asked me to try to draw on the front of the paper. At the beginning, I drew the chicken's head first, and then drew one of the chicken's big eyes and a pointed mouth. Then I drew the body and tail of the chicken. After that, I also drew a few eggs. Then I showed it to the teacher. The teacher touched my head and said, "Very good! You have a talent for painting."

The teacher gave me a pen specially used to draw another layer on the pencil line. She said: This hooking pen is for you!

The teacher taught me how to draw a paragraph and told me, "Don't draw the line incorrectly." After the teacher finished teaching, I immediately started to draw the line again.

The teacher looked at it, smiled and gave me another box of oil pastels, and then taught me how to color. The teacher said: "Black should be painted last, and some darker colors should be painted last." I followed the teacher's instructions and painted the tail and body. This painting uses 10 colors. My oil pastels are 36 colors.

It has been 5 years now. I am now painting gouache and colored pencil, and I will learn to sketch in a while! Oil pastels are no longer used. But it was oil pastels that made me fall in love with painting, and I will never forget it.

Going to a painting class to learn painting for the first time was the happiest thing for me.