Tears excellent composition

In study, work and even life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is an excellent composition of tears compiled by me for your reference only. I hope it will help you.

Tears excellent composition 1 whenever I can't stand the temptation of the outside world and want to indulge myself, my mother's face full of tears will appear in my mind, as if telling disappointment, so let me always remind myself.

A few days ago, I was listless all day, listening to the teacher, and the classroom clock crawled like a snail. The cheers and laughter of the students on the playground are as attractive as being enchanted. I prayed hopefully that the class would end soon. After school, I heard the bell for help and ended the boring class.

The teacher's excited and angry face never touched me. I often stand up in a trance when answering questions. After school, I put all my unhappiness behind me and played happily with my friends. Needless to say, it's not good in the exam.

Poor grades didn't make me regret, and the old teacher's admonition didn't kill my playfulness. However, tears, mother's sad tears, are not only written in the eyes, but also deeply hidden in the deepest corner of my heart.

Mom is a strong woman. After a lot of ups and downs, being laid off and divorced, my mother didn't cry. Only when my grades fell will my mother cry. Thinking of my mother's sad tears, I blame myself and reflect on myself. I began to try to change, listen carefully, remember the blackboard written by the teacher, and learn to control my desire to play.

I know that it is not so easy to change at once, which means that everything that was comfortable and used to will be separated by blood.

But my mother's sad tears came to my mind.

Why can't I do what others can do well? I want to tell my mother by action, and so can I!

Crying is a girl's nature. I especially like crying. However, when I grow up, I gradually understand that tears are not always a symbol of sadness.

I remember one morning in early autumn, my mother sent me to school as usual. It's cloudy, and it's only a ten-minute drive from my home to school. My mother and I are lucky that we didn't bring a poncho. Unexpectedly, it rained cats and dogs on the way, and raindrops like broken beads hit my head and body, causing me to stick tightly on my mother's back. Mom quickly stopped the car, wrapped me in a coat, and then rode a battery car to school in the heavy rain. The only thing I can do is to keep cursing the weather. When I arrived at school, I saw thin water running down from my mother's hair tips, skirts and trouser legs, and my eyes could not be opened because of the rain. My mother was busy squeezing the water out of my clothes, and then urged me to go to the classroom quickly. I turned around and went back to work in the torrential rain. The first time I stood at the door and looked at my mother's distant back, tears blurred my eyes. I used to cry because of my mother's harsh criticism, but this time I was moved.

Not long ago, the Municipal Education Bureau hosted the Zhangjiagang New Citizen Talent Competition "Flowing Flowers". Because there is no professional teacher's guidance, I have to learn arranging exercises on my own computer. I didn't have the right to win the final in the competition, so I cried very sadly. After I calmed down, I realized that as long as I tried my best, the process was also very important. Tears are an unyielding oath, which will become a force to spur me on.

Bing Xin said that people only marvel at her brilliance as a flower of success now! However, at the beginning, her bud was soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. Successful people still have tears, let alone us? Laughter and tears are the real taste of life, and everyone needs to savor it on the road of life.

Living in this class group, you may cry all the time.

I remember when I first came to this class, I taught myself all night, and the students in all classes were quietly studying and doing their homework. However, the students in our class have lost control. Sleeping, talking, over-positioning and frolicking are not like self-study last night, but like people busy shopping in the market. As soon as the head teacher entered the classroom, he became quiet in an instant. The head teacher stood in the classroom and said, "You are so idle, you must want to copy books. Take out this Chinese book and copy a lesson. You can leave school after copying. I have to leave after school 10 minutes. " In a flash, I was shocked. I whispered while holding the exercise book below: "I didn't make any noise." What does it have to do with me? It's unlucky ... after saying these words, I was unconvinced and copied it there, thinking and thinking. Time, tears kept falling.

Several times when the teacher punished us for copying books, we couldn't help crying again. Whenever our classmates wash their dirty linen in public and the teacher comes to our class to scold us for being reasonable, merciless tears come again. Whenever the teacher is furious with the classmates in our class, the teacher's yelling will come and innocent tears will come again. ...

I will wipe away the painful tears in my life, face them well and try to welcome a new day.

Tears excellent composition 4 once heard a sentence: tears are the least valuable! Indeed, I think so. However, today-I think it is the opposite of this sentence!

This afternoon, it seems that I came early, and the classroom was full of people, but when I looked up, it was already 1: 45! I quickly opened the book and reveled in myself silently ... "Bang!" The door opened, and I thought it was one of my classmates who made trouble! I didn't even look up, but it was strange: after the door rang, the classroom was silent, so to speak. I was very puzzled, so I looked up and detected it, ah! It's teacher Ji! Teacher Ji is here! Some students continue to play, but they don't seem to see the arrival of Teacher Ji. Some hurried back to their seats, picked up books and looked at them with relish. Look! How carefully Zhu Kaiyuan looks at it! Even the books are upside down!

Teacher Keji was not angry as usual, but said in a trembling voice, "Son, you must learn to seize the opportunity!" " We have books and role models around us, so why not? " ……

We are ashamed and regret it, alas! We really wasted Teacher Ji's efforts! Suddenly, I saw teacher Ji's tears!

Teacher Ji's tears tell us: we should not wait for opportunities, but turn passivity into initiative!

A tearful fish swims around in the ocean, always thinking that he won't cry, but when you feel the temperature of the water, it is his two lines of tears. Those two lines of tears passed by, and all you felt was bitterness. The temperature of those two lines of tears can make the ocean glow, but it is the source of pain.

An undercurrent in the ocean, don't think it is a wave, and don't be surprised that it is his sigh. He has nothing to vent, just let him cry in the ocean. He doesn't want others to see his sadness. He is glad that he is a fish and can't count the tears in the ocean, but he clearly knows that he is crying.

He likes this feeling, but he is as helpless as a fish, and a person silently counts his own pain. Breathe out oxygen in front of others and keep a dead silence alone. He is good at disguising himself and covering up his sadness with happiness. He is not good at pretending, counting his doubts in front of himself.

This is a tearful fish. In the ocean, although there is a population, he keeps quiet alone. Although he has many friends, he prefers himself. Counting the scars and licking the blood with the wet tip of his tongue, he is renovating the pain and keeping his tears for himself. In the deepest part of the ocean, there is no sunshine, no life, only a tearful fish is crying silently. He doesn't need sunlight, he doesn't need creatures, he doesn't need everything. He just wants a vast peace to contain his tears, and a world in the ocean to gradually heal his wounds.

This is a fish with tears, and it is enough to accompany it with tears for a lifetime!

Tears Excellent Composition 6 Growing up, the only thing is worrying about memory. Let me tell you something!

This happened when I was five years old!

One day, my parents were at work and I was alone at home. Before going to work, my mother said to me, "You should be obedient at home and don't touch the gas. Study hard at home and watch TV for a while if you write late. " I readily agreed. Then just after my mother left 15 minutes, I stood up and ran to the toilet. Go to the plastic cup where we usually drink tea in the living room. First, put my mother's favorite and most expensive facial cleanser into the cup at once. Then I put half a bottle of shampoo that my mother didn't want to use. Then I poured my father's favorite shampoo into the cup. After giving in, I took some water and stirred it in it. Then I opened the window and fell on someone else's quilt. Not long after I spilled it, the quilt collector came out to collect the quilt and said, "What is this?" Then he said, "Who did this?" I didn't speak either. When mom and dad used it the next day, they said, "Why do I have so many things?" Who did this? I'm watching. Then I saw mom and dad discussing it. I ran away as soon as I heard it. Dad saw it and said, "Don't run." So where did I park? Dad said, "Did you do it?" I said, "No." Then dad said, "Tell the truth." I was forced to say, "I did it." Then my parents beat me up. I cried!

I know my mistake through this, but I will change it!

I have been afraid of snakes since I was a child. Whenever I see a snake on TV, I cover my eyes. My mother laughed at my cowardice and called me "timid little girl" away.

One day when I came home from school, my mother stopped me as soon as I stepped into the gate. She hurriedly brought a small bowl of thick soup from the kitchen, saying it was uncle's "mullet" soup next door, and asked me to mend my body. I picked up the bowl and drank it quickly.

After lunch, the aunt next door came to my house and said to her mother, "Have you eaten? How does that bowl of snake soup taste? " Mother deliberately raised her voice and replied, "That bowl of mullet soup is delicious!" My timid little daughter likes drinking. "On hearing the snake, my nerves immediately became tense. I asked my mother, "How did my uncle get his mullet?" "It was caught when the uncle cleaned up the mud in the pond in front of the door." I hurried to ask my uncle, who smiled and said, "Silly boy, there are no mullet in the pond. I caught a big cauliflower snake when I was building a pond dam. " "snake?" I hurried back, just a few steps, and I threw up with a "wow". I felt as if cauliflower snake was looking up at me, and I was so scared. At this time, my mother rushed to help me. I pushed my mother's hand away and ran into the room crying and vomiting. No matter how my mother explained and begged outside, I just wouldn't open the door. After a long time, the phone at home rang. I knew it was the head teacher. I wiped my tears and rushed out of the room. My mother grabbed me and said, "son, my mother was wrong today. I shouldn't lie to you." I was also afraid that my aunt was too polite to refuse, so ... "I felt even worse when I saw my mother's eyes full of tears.

I am afraid of snakes because I am a "timid girl"; But I am more afraid of snakes, because they are good friends of human beings.

Tears are joys and sorrows, but those who are moved and sad flow the most.

I remember it was last Friday, and there was a math test in the class. I saw the teacher say angrily in the classroom, "You did badly in this exam, so you should be mentally prepared." We heard like fifteen buckets of water. All the students bowed their heads, and I was uneasy after listening to the teacher. Then the teacher handed out our test paper, and I waited nervously for the arrival of the test paper. I opened my mouth wide when I saw my test paper. I saw a big 78 on my test paper. My eyes suddenly filled with tears, and I thought it was over. If my mother knew what score I got in the exam, she would definitely hit me. Before I went to school, I was always worried about my grades. I stood in the line with a straight face and felt very sad. Look at those students who did well in the exam and see their scores. I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. Out of school, I walked slowly to my mother, my eyes were red, and I bowed my head and told my mother about my achievements. I looked up at my mother in fear, waiting for the storm to come, but my mother patted me on the shoulder and said, "Nothing, as long as you do those wrong questions again and keep them in your mind, I believe you will be better." After listening to my mother's words, tears can't help flowing down from me. " I said to my mother with tears in my eyes, "Don't worry! Mom, I will definitely work harder next time. " Mother touched my head and said, "Good boy."

I like my mother better than touching my tears. It makes me strong and gives me the motivation to overcome difficulties.

Tears 9 people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. After the tears, is it a happy smile, strong and happy from now on, or gradually dilute hope, fragile and withdrawn from now on? Are tears sincere joy or bitter bitterness? Are your tears worth paying for? All rights come from oneself.

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Hello, world.

Everyone is waiting to cry when a small crystal tear overflows from the corner of his eye. Crying represents the arrival of a life. Although life at that time was so small, so soft and so insignificant, it would also make the family feel extremely happy. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were filled with tears, and a quiet smile was printed on his face. Tears jumped out of the eyes, extended to the corners of the mouth, and crossed a beautiful arc on the face.

There is always sunshine after the storm.

God will not disappoint anyone's efforts. In childhood dreams, every child will find his own dream and try to catch up. When the dream is close to you, everyone will make one last effort: bravely cross the finish line. At the end of the dream, everyone's head was put on a glorious aperture. Recalling the scene of my own efforts, happiness and bitterness condensed in my heart left innocent tears together.

On the occasion of parting between life and death

When the most important person takes his last breath, maybe his heart doesn't hurt at all, because he is dead; Maybe it's pain in my heart and I feel happy. After that, tears will flow like a spring, and they will refuse the "sorry for your loss" brought by everyone, leaving only sad tears to flow silently.

Three things, three tears. No matter what these tears are, they all contain the sincerity of Didi Liang Ying.

Tears excellent composition 10 Last night, I was having a rest when suddenly a tear popped out of my eye. I am thinking, I am not painful, I am not wronged, I am not moved, how can there be tears? So I started looking up.

Before I came to the bookcase in the morning, I took out a children's encyclopedia and four whys. I opened the catalogue and looked for them one by one. The answer was still no, and I planned to look for them after lunch. Less than two hours after lunch, strange tears jumped out of my eyes again. So I am more determined to find out the answer. I turned on the computer again, looked it up, and some web pages of turtles crying for no reason popped up. I looked at them curiously. It turns out that animals that have been interacting with seawater for a long time will have this seemingly "tears" phenomenon of discharging salt. Just like a tortoise, shedding tears when laying eggs is actually draining salt. Studies have confirmed that behind the turtle's eye socket, there is a kind of salt-expelling gland called "salt gland". Salt glands can slowly excrete the excess salt that enters the turtle through the edge of the eyes, which looks like the turtle is crying. I asked my mother again, and my mother said that people would do the same, but not many. In retrospect, I ate a lot of braised chicken wings at noon and last night, and the brine was delicious. I did eat a lot, and of course I absorbed a lot of salt. Interestingly, I can excrete excess salt in my body like a turtle.

Ah! It turns out that you don't have to be painful, wronged and moved to shed tears!

Comments: The little author is a man of heart, good at observing, feeling and thinking. He can get to the bottom of a problem. This learning spirit is worth learning.

Tears excellent composition 1 1 tears are like a hundred-flavor bottle, which is mixed with the sweetness of joy, the sadness of injustice, the bitterness of struggle and the salty taste of moving.

In the relay race that year, I flew out like crazy with a stick and tripped without running a few steps! I cried. At that time, I just wanted to win the game. Regret being too anxious! Bitter tears slipped into my ears with the wind, blurring the voices of my classmates and teachers shouting for me.

They cheered for me. They told me not to give up easily. They told me there was still time!

They believe me!

With a nervous heart, there are two lines of salty tears!

Get up!

The thoughts in my heart, the voices in my heart.

I shouted and rubbed the stick with my fingers, every step was firm!

I looked at the retrogressive trees. The faster they retreat, the faster I run.

Bite your teeth, with bitter tears, and run quickly.

They are left behind by me again, but my heart is no longer frivolous, but running calmly, calmly and calmly.

I only know that tears are for those who deserve it, and persistence at this moment is for those who deserve it!

Bang!

With the fall of the last step, the students came running towards me, and came second. Great!

If I don't fall, I may not be the second.

How nice it is to be second! I'm afraid you will be proud of running first!

Listening to the laughter in my ear is another sweet tear.

Although tears are a little sweet, it is because there is a hard struggle day and night behind them; Tears are bitter and salty, because there is bitterness and injustice behind them. Tears taste a little, but that's because there are all kinds of lives behind them.

Tears, your taste will never be exhausted!

For me, every tear is an unforgettable experience, because every tear is a record of growth.

One day, my mother was checking my math make-up exercises and found that one of them was wrong. She said to me, "You can make mistakes with such a simple question. How can you get into the top five in your class in the future? " I changed my answer after listening to my mother.

As a result, the next day, Teacher Zhang called me to the office and said angrily, "Xie Siyuan, you did something wrong with such a simple topic. If there is another time, I will dismiss your math class representative. " I wrote the wrong answer that my mother said yesterday, and the result is correct.

When I got home, I said angrily to my mother, "The answer I wrote yesterday was obviously right, and you still said I was wrong!" " "No, I put my foot in my mouth like a volcano. My mother said to me," You are getting bolder and bolder now. You miss it, don't you? "! Besides, I didn't wear glasses at that time, so it is possible to make a mistake. "Finished," volcano "really broke out. My mother picked up a stick and hit me. I ran into the bedroom at lightning speed, picked up the pillow and began to cry.

Then my dad came back and found me locked in my room and asked my mom what was going on. After learning the cause and effect, my father said to his mother, "apologize to my son." When my mother came to the door, she said to me, "Philip Burkart, I'm sorry! Mom is wrong. " Do adults also apologize to children? I can't believe it.

Mom said, no matter adults or children, they should apologize for doing something wrong. This sentence is deeply engraved in my mind!

Tears excellent composition 13 is very messy, I don't know what to do? I am asking, what can I do? That's the only way to see it Fear, anxiety, even more uncomfortable, I don't know how to control it so as not to get out of control, only to find that we don't have a photo together, only a lot of scenery photos left behind. Because of familiarity, I didn't expect that once I was fidgeting and smiling at you, I only felt like a knife, thinking that I was strong inside, so I was fragile.

Difficult conversation, no one asked you to stop, very tacit understanding without a partner, but when looking at me, I found love in her eyes, yes, love, although only for a moment, but I understood the meaning, I am here, you are here, everyone is here. She said it was a long process to go out for treatment this time. Some people say that she is a blessed person. She is in love, deeply in love. I don't want to see that person now, but I used to be very close and far away and said a lot. I listened quietly, but I felt her peace. She said that everyone has an end, but she may arrive early. She doesn't want to see people around her sad, and she also has a desire. Everyone has an experience, but I don't want to end with an experience. I just want the people around me to be safe. That's all. It exists and has its value.

A person listens to music and watches movies alone. If a person is familiar with walking, his eyes are full of tears. Only he knows, waiting for your news and praying for you.

On Sunday, my mother and I went shopping. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a transformers toys. I really wanted to buy that toy, so I begged my mother, "Mom, I want that deformed diamond toy. Please buy it for me! " Mom said, "I'll buy you this toy if you get 98 points or more in the monthly exam." After listening to my mother's words, I secretly made up my mind to study hard and try to get more than 98 points.

After I came to school, I studied hard. I dare not make small moves in class every day. I'm all ears. After a long time, the monthly exam finally arrived. Sadly, I only got 95 points, not 98 points. After returning home, my mother said to me, "Son, although you didn't get satisfactory results in the exam, I believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely get more than 98 points in the exam at one time."

After listening to my mother's words, I was moved to tears. So I studied hard at school and finally got 99 points in the monthly exam again.

When I got home, I said to my mother, "Mom, I got 99 points this time. Can I buy that toy? " Mom said, "Of course." So I quickly ran to the store with my mother and bought toys. Looking at my beloved toy, I can't help crying with joy. I shouted: "I finally succeeded!" " "

When I bought toys this time, I understood a truth: you have to believe in yourself-you will do it as long as you are willing to do it; As long as you are willing to persist, you will succeed!

Tears excellent composition 15 There will be many tears on the road of growth, and these tears are the driving force to encourage us to move forward.

I remember that time, the school organized a poetry contest, and I signed up with a longing heart. As soon as I saw that there were hundreds of pages of information to remember, I began to flinch. But I think: since I signed up, why should I regret it? So, I hold the materials of the poetry conference in my hand every day and take them out to recite whenever I have time. Sure enough, I won the first place in the whole school, and I will go to the city to attend the poetry conference on behalf of the school next Saturday.

So, I try harder to remember poems. Recite poems after class, eat and go to the toilet. If someone asks for me, he will tell you that I am reciting poems!

On Saturday, I asked my mother to send me to the competition early, for fear of being late. My heart is pounding. This is my first time to participate in such a large-scale competition. I am really nervous. I began to answer questions. I tried to calm myself down and answer every question carefully. No, I don't seem to know this question. What should I do? My heart beat faster than at first. Unexpectedly, it's time. Anyway, I wrote one at random. As you can imagine, I was rejected.

I thought I won the first prize at school, so it should be no problem to compete here. I didn't expect everyone to be a master, and one student got 100. It's really the world behind me, and my knowledge is so narrow. I cried on the way home. I shed tears because I usually accumulate too little, and I shed tears because of my cold-blooded behavior. But through this incident, I have a deeper understanding of poetry, and I am more interested in and love poetry.

Are tears equal to failure? No, it is equal to progress.