Write a composition around the central idea (selected 10)

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In life, everyone will shed a lot of tears, including sad and wronged tears, moved tears and excited and happy tears ... and I am no exception. I have also shed excited tears in my life.

I remember one Saturday morning, my father and I were taking a leisurely walk. Suddenly, a bike flew past me. I watched him walk away, and I couldn't help feeling a little envious. So I turned to my father and said, "Dad, can you teach me to ride a bike? Is that okay? " After listening to my words, my father scratched his head thoughtfully and nodded in agreement.

When I got home, my father moved out of the bike and said, "I'll show you first, and then you ride." I saw him step on the pedal with one foot, hold the handrail tightly, raise his eyebrows, put on a proud posture, and then step on the pedal like the wind on the soles of his feet, and the bicycle drove forward quickly and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. After a while, he came back and gave me his bike. I thought to myself, "It's not ugly!" I climbed on the bike carefully, holding the bicycle faucet with both hands. Just as I wanted to put one foot on the pedal, my bike fell like a drunk. I even fell to the ground with my car, but my father said leisurely, "Nothing, get up and continue practicing!" " "I had to get up and continue practicing, but I didn't know that my father had let go and the center of gravity was tilted. Another dog fell in the mud. I sat on the ground in frustration and cried at my swollen knees. Dad casually said, "Dude, what is this pain? "Get up and continue to practice!" I listened to my father's words, got up in a fit of pique and went on studying. I finally got on the bus and leveled the faucet with both hands, but my eyes were only fixed on the ground. My bike suddenly hit the wall and fell down, pushing me down. I gritted my teeth, got the car up and started practicing again. With the help of my father and my daily practice, I finally learned to ride a bike. Listening to the wind blowing through my ears, I was so excited that I could not help crying.

Although it has been a long time, it still makes me unforgettable. Tears made me understand, "as long as you work hard, you will succeed."

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Life is like a bottle, which has various flavors, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. We should always taste the bitterness and sweetness of life.

Teacher's praise is sweet. I remember last semester, the teacher just entered the classroom and said with a big smile, "A classmate in our class won the first prize by writing a newspaper by hand." 1 of "wow", the classroom began to talk. "The person who can win the first prize must be very awesome. That person won't be you, will it? " My neighbor asked his deskmate ... the teacher clapped his hands to signal our silence. Then Miss Li said to me, Great. Come on, your certificate, continue to carry forward. "Thunderous applause rang out from the classroom. I carefully accepted the award and smiled from ear to ear. At that moment, I tasted the taste of winning the prize and being praised by the teacher, sweet.

Parental encouragement is sweet. After getting the certificate, I went home excitedly and showed it to my parents. They were as happy as me. In order to reward me and encourage me to get better grades, my mother let me play games for an hour for the first time. At this point, I feel sweet.

The concern of classmates is also sweet. I remember last Wednesday, I was ill, but the mid-term exam is coming on Friday. In order not to miss class, I have to call in sick to come to school. In the third class, I sat in a chair weakly. The deskmate saw this and asked with concern, "What's the matter? Is it uncomfortable? " I nodded my head. At this time, the deskmate ran out like a gust of wind. After a while, he came back with a cup of warm water in his hand. He gave me warm water and let me have a few sips. I drank a few mouthfuls of water, and suddenly I felt less uncomfortable and the water was sweet.

Sweetness lies in teachers' praise, parents' encouragement and classmates' concern. As long as you taste it slowly, you will definitely taste it.

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Life is like a five-flavor bottle, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Without them, life is like boiled water, insipid and tasteless. In retrospect, what remains in my heart is the sweetest!

Sweet, make people feel happy. During the Chinese New Year, every household will take care of jiaozi. There are all kinds of jiaozi, including celery stuffing and pork stuffing, but my favorite is my own sugar jiaozi! I didn't want to include jiaozi so much at first, but I should get involved as I get older. Looking at jiaozi every year, I had an epiphany. Well, Jiaozi, which is sung every year, will be changed this year. What's the filling? All vegetables, not as good as sugar! So this year's jiaozi was all replaced by sugar jiaozi, and I cooked a good meal for the whole family. When I sat down to eat, I felt very sweet, even though I was sweating all over. Sweet, make people feel happy!

Sweetness is the result of efforts. Near the end of the term, there will always be a final exam. I reviewed very carefully, only to get satisfactory results this time. Efforts always have results. After more than two months of hard work, I finally achieved satisfactory results in the final exam. Sweet is the result of hard work!

Sweetness is having a bosom friend. I believe everyone has their own intimate friends. A bosom friend, as the name implies, is a friend who understands your heart. If you have such a good friend in your life, you will smile very sweetly. Sweets, do you have a bosom friend?

Sweetness is not necessarily the sweetness of ups and downs, but also the joy of hard work, even an ordinary smile!

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The word "sweet" seems to me to be one of the most beautiful words in the world.

Sweetness consists of a word "tongue" and a word "sweet", which indicates the sweetness felt by the tongue.

Sweetness, the most intuitive is the sweetness felt by the tip of the tongue. For example, on a hot summer day, when I came home from school, I threw down my schoolbag and went straight to the refrigerator. I took out a popsicle and couldn't wait to take a bite and swallow it. Oh, it is full of sweetness and coolness, which makes people feel that life is so sweet.

Sweetness can also be the sweetness felt from action. I remember one time when I went upstairs, I saw a male classmate struggling to move downstairs with the help of his classmates. It turned out that the male classmate's leg was injured. Judging from his painful appearance, he was badly hurt, so I hurried over to help him to the infirmary. When the school doctor treated his wound, the bell rang and I rushed to the classroom upstairs at a speed of 100 meters. Although tired and panting, I can't help but feel a burst of sweetness when I think that the painful expression on the male classmate's face is gradually dissipating.

Sweetness can also be the sweetness felt from learning. Last night, I was doing the math homework assigned by my teacher. The topic in the dictation exercise book was a piece of cake for me and it was easy to solve. But last night, the last additional question of "Wisdom Island" stumped me. I've thought about it for a long time, but I still have no idea. I really want to give up thinking and ask my mother directly, but I am still unconvinced and don't want to give up, so I take a deep breath to calm myself down. At the moment when I worked out the answer, a kind of ecstasy came to my mind, which was really sweet to the extreme.

In short, "sweetness" has various forms of expression, but it all brings joy to people. As I said at the beginning, "sweet" is one of the most beautiful words in the world, isn't it?

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When it comes to sweetness, everyone will think of sugar, honey and Sugar-Coated Berry, and gradually I have a different understanding of sweetness.

When I was a child, my parents bought a candy. I was very happy because I liked the sweetness of candy on the taste buds, but as I grew up, I had another experience of sweetness.

I think it is sweet to help others. I remember that time, I was going home by bus after class. I looked around carefully. At this moment, an old man got out of the car. The old man is carrying a lot of sundries. As soon as he got on the bus, I saw many people on the bus cast contemptuous eyes on the old man, but I think the old man is a diligent and self-respecting person. I tried to help the elderly several times in my mind, but I didn't know what to think. I hesitated to meet him several times. I don't know why I don't want to help the old man. I'm getting off the bus. I think if he gets off at that station, I will help the old man. Sure enough, the old man got off there. Just as he put down the sundries, I stopped hesitating, reached out my hands to catch them and sent grandpa away. At this moment, grandpa said "thank you". Although these two words are not as valuable as gold and exquisite as gifts, they are more dazzling to me than gold and diamonds. I helped grandpa send the waste to the waste collection station along the way, and finally grandpa said thank you. Let my heart, taste buds and nose be filled with thick sweet fragrance.

It is also sweet to gain the trust of others. Another time, I read the composition of Metamorphosis in front of all my classmates. I was very nervous before I went on stage. At first, my hands trembled and I was covered in cold sweat. I am afraid that reading a wrong word or sentence will make my classmates laugh, and they will talk about it after class. But when I finished reading the composition, the enthusiastic applause of my classmates made my nervous heart relax for an instant, and my heart was full of sweetness.

This is my experience of sweetness.

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There are many sweet things, such as lollipops, toffee ..., and what I call "sweet" was when I was a child.

I remember in a vibrant spring, my mother gave me some seeds of winter jasmine, and she said that this season is very suitable for planting this kind of flowers. I took these seeds.

So, I picked up a shovel and went out to plant flowers with my flowers. March is spring, and the grass begins to grow wildly. I searched aimlessly in the fields. Finally, I found a clearing, but there is a lot of grass here. In order to make my winter jasmine grow sturdily, I must get rid of these grasses. I can barely pull up the grass by sucking milk, but that doesn't make me give up my desire to grow flowers. It took me two hours to almost pull up the grass. Although it was spring at that time, it was a little cold. Soon, my back was cold and I had a few more purple marks on my hands. I quickly buried the seeds in the pit, filled them with soil and watered them. I am happy to go home.

In the next few days, the seeds of Jasminum nudiflorum grew into seedlings. It can't wait to breathe fresh air. I looked at them happily. Water some water and grass to make them absorb more nutrients.

After a few days, the winter jasmine grew a little, so I still didn't forget to help them weed and water. Finally one day. ...

When I came here again, I found that the seeds of Jasminum nudiflorum have grown into several bundles of real Jasminum nudiflorum! I lay beside the flowers happily, with my eyes closed, and I felt sweet, even with every breath I took! Open my eyes, the blue sky, bright flowers, facing this beautiful scenery, listening to the sweet symphony of birds, I finally feel what is sweet, just the taste, which is not important, what is important is to have a hard heart.

Labor is the most glorious! The result of hard work is the best. Because in the winter jasmine, there is my sweat and my hope, and the results obtained through hard work are the sweetest in the world!

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Warmth is the love between family members; Warmth is sharing weal and woe between friends; Warmth is mutual help between classmates. Warmth is a helping hand extended by strangers in trouble.

It was an afternoon after school in grade two last semester. The temperature is below zero in late winter, and people are so cold that they never leave their pockets. The northwest wind blows like a knife in people's faces. I stood at the school gate waiting for my mother to pick me up. But left and right, all the students around left, but I didn't see my mother. I felt so scared and cold that I couldn't help squatting on the ground and crying.

At this time, a white-haired sanitation worker's grandmother came over and asked with concern, "Don't cry, son, what can I say to grandma?" I looked up and a kind face came into my eyes. I wiped my tears and said, "Mom hasn't come to pick me up yet. I'm a little scared. " Hearing this, grandma trembled and took out an old-age care machine from her pocket. He said to me, "Don't be afraid, son. What's your mother's phone number? I called her. " I told her grandma's cell phone number. After the phone call, grandma saw that I was wearing a little thin, so she took off her cotton-padded coat and put it on me without hesitation, while her thin body was shivering in the cold wind. Coupled with a hard day's work, she looked a little tired, but she patiently accompanied me to wait for my mother and comforted me warmly until my mother came to pick me up, and she left safely.

Looking at the back of grandma's departure, a warm current flooded my mother and me. It seems that the cold wind was also moved by the kind grandmother. Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the warm winter sun shone on people, as warm as spring.

"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world ..." Whenever I hear this song, my grandmother's kind face will emerge in front of my eyes. At that moment, it was really warm

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Looking back on childhood, you are moved. -inscription

Once young and ignorant, I thought I would never grow up. Until today, I suddenly turned around and looked at the lost time, trying to find a trace of my childhood footprint. In an instant, a happy light appeared on my face.

I was six years old that year.

There is a "I don't know" in the classroom of Class Five a year. The teacher smiled: "Please ask Chu Heng to summarize the central idea of this article." "I won't." "What do you think is Chairman Mao's valuable spiritual quality?" "I don't know." "Then please tell me your understanding of underlined sentences." "Teacher, I don't understand ..." Looking at the teacher's face with black lines, I don't know what it's like to face the whispers of my classmates, but it hurts.

I was nine years old.

There was a "self-doubt" me at the sports meeting. As soon as the referee whistled, I rushed out with all my strength. I am the first, very proud. However, when the game was halfway through, my steps became heavier and heavier. I feel like I'm holding a heavy stone, and I can't breathe. Every step is extremely difficult. Looking at the backs of opponents drifting away, my heart is getting heavier and heavier. At the end of the game, I was fourth, one short of promotion. Maybe I'm really not suitable for running. I slowly walked out of the stadium.

I was 12 years old that year.

In the basketball game, there is a calm and confident me. I firmly believe that "I can win if I give it a shot". I observe my teammates and think about every step. The players gathered around and I ran to the open space to meet them; When my teammates shoot, I will rebound and use my height advantage to create opportunities for the team. Looking at more and more scores of our team on the scoreboard, my heart is full of joy.

Looking at the past scenes, I turned and continued to sprint forward.

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Warmth is a cup of hot tea in winter; Warmth is a match in the dark; Warmth is an umbrella in the rain.

Warmth, in my heart, is defined as sunshine. Until I heard a song "Warm": "In fact, you are very good, but you don't know it yourself. Sincerely treat me well, without expecting anything in return ... "Warmth also has the definition of happiness.

One day, my father suddenly said, "Let's fly a kite today. Well, the weather is good, the sun is good, go! "

In the sky of the park, colorful kites have been flying up and down, competing with each other. My kite is clean and flawless. I can even see the sun hanging high in the sky through the white paper.

I pull the wire, my dad takes the wire, and the division of labor is clear. I'm busy. In the blink of an eye, the kite strutted into the sky. "Be careful, look, it's going to fall. Pull the wire quickly! " "Dad, the line is too short. You play! I can't fly high unless I let go. "

My eyes almost narrowed and I looked at the kite in the air with difficulty. Now dad just let go and let me handle it. I pulled the wire to make it fly. Dad sat on the lawn, enjoying the warm sunshine.

"It's good to have sunshine! It's really warm to shine on your body. " Dad said with a smile.

"The sun is really bad! I can't open my eyes. " I made a naughty irony.

Unexpectedly, my father quickly took off his sunglasses and ran to hang them on my nose. I ran in the park with a rope. The sun and the wind melted softly on my face. I have a kind of unspeakable happiness. After returning home, my father showed me a photo: I was wearing my father's sunglasses, holding a thread in my hand, looking at the sky and grinning wildly.

Mom said, today, on my face, I saw a long-lost kiss of sunshine, like a flower, blooming on my face. I said, "That's because the sun is too warm."

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One day at noon, I sat in the classroom in a daze. Suddenly, a cold wind blew outside the window. Soon, the sky was overcast, followed by goose feather-like snow.

After school, I waited anxiously, watching my classmates being picked up by their parents one by one, and tears poured out like spring water. The teacher came over to comfort me and said, "Your mother must be in trouble, or she must be on her way. Don't worry." She handed me a tissue. I looked up and dried my tears, and instantly felt much better.

After the teacher left, the students came over and patted me on the shoulder. "Why are you crying?" ! Stop crying! "My deskmate hugged me and comforted me all the time, but I kept staring out the window. Slowly, the snow outside the window is getting bigger and bigger, and there are fewer and fewer people in the classroom.

In the end, only my deskmate and I were left, and the classroom became very quiet, as if a needle fell and I could hear it clearly.

A burst of footsteps came and I looked up and stared. It turned out that my deskmate's sister had come to pick her up, and I bowed my head in frustration. After the deskmate saw it, he held out his hand and said to me, "Let's go home together!" " I had to pack my schoolbag and walk out of the classroom with them.

Walking on the road, I watched the flowers and plants on the roadside bow their heads under the oppression of snowflakes, and the young trees trembled in the cold wind. Suddenly a snowflake fell on my palm. Looking at the slowly melting snowflake in my hand, I was lost in thought again.

"hey!" My deskmate patted me, and I found that I had arrived home.

Saying goodbye to my deskmate, I walked into the room and saw my mother busy in the kitchen. She heard the door open and she came out. She looked at me with an unhappy face. She came to sit down beside me and said to me with a smile, "Daughter, don't be angry. Actually, I called your deskmate's sister and asked her to take you home for me. " After listening to my mother's explanation, I became happy again and said, "Mom, I'm hungry. My mother lit my forehead and said, "I'm ready for you." "

At this time, the snow stopped outside the window, and my mother brought steaming food. I sat by the fire and wolfed down my food. The sun shone through the clouds in the room, and the fire in the stove became extremely bright, shining on my mother's smiling face, which was so beautiful.

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