I like writing in it.

No matter in school or in society, everyone is often exposed to composition, and people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange through composition. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is my favorite composition for reference only. Let's have a look.

Appreciating the composition of 1, accompanied by super rhythmic rock music, I sweated profusely.

Street dance, I believe everyone is familiar with it.

And a girl who loves heavy metal rock music unconsciously falls in love with "street dance".

This lively and cheerful little girl, as long as she hears rhythmic music, will involuntarily open her arms, kick off, let go of her body and throw herself into the dance.

When this girl sees someone dancing street dance, she will shake her head with them and watch with envy.

Now, under the guidance of the street dance teacher, the girl has gradually made progress.

Music is playing and there are colorful lights everywhere. Under the guidance of the teacher, she walked briskly, her hands spread out freely with her body, and the ponytail on her head shook rhythmically. The floor is rattling, too. The girl's face was full of happy smiles, revealing a row of white teeth, her wet red mouth was full of meat, and her eyes turned into two lovely tadpoles. ...

Sweat is flying smartly, clothes are shaking like waves, and lyrics are still being sung in my mouth.

When practicing in street dance class, girls follow the teacher to do difficult basic movements. Although she was breathless with fatigue, she was not distracted, and she was still doing the action seriously and intently. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans flowed down from the head and wet a large piece of clothes. Clothes change from deep to shallow, from light to heavy.

Although practicing martial arts is hard, she is not discouraged, which makes her understand what perseverance means. She must stick to everything, fight for her dreams and not give up easily.

When dancing, she can indulge herself, "release" her repression one by one, dance boldly and relax at will. ...

Hip-hop gave this girl endless fun!

I sweated heartily under the heavy rock music.

Enjoy it. The earth we live in is a beautiful mother who changes her appearance every day. As one of her children, her appearance always makes me enjoy it.

In the early morning of spring, birds sang the carols of early spring on the branches, new buds sprouted on the branches of willows, animals woke up in the breeze of spring girls, and children came out of the relaxed and happy winter vacation, so they were in put in order's mood and energy and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to new learning and growth. Colorful flowers, in the warm sunshine, opened a charming smile. The grass also woke up and put on new clothes for the earth. Spring is the season when everything recovers, and her vibrant scenery makes me enjoy it.

At noon in summer, the sun scorched the earth. In such an environment, cool and refreshing ice cream has become a hot commodity, and it is taken home in large quantities, and the cold taste makes people feel refreshed. Miss Liu's long hair is shawled again. It's really nice. Summer is a hot season, and its burning personality makes me enjoy it.

In the evening of autumn, when the sun sets, people rush home with livestock, and rosy clouds dye the sky red, like colorful fairy tales, full of poetry. In the farmland in the country, the crops are all ripe. Look, sorghum is red, like an industrious old man with a big bag of rice on his back, so tired that he bent down. Leaves are flushed by the wind, and dancing in the air like butterflies under the guidance of autumn wind. Autumn is a harvest season, and its golden color makes me enjoy it very much.

On winter nights, the cold wind swished people into warm down jackets, and snowflakes covered the ground with snow-white cotton-padded jackets. When the weather is clear, the bright moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining in the sky, countless and endless. Winter is a white season, and its quiet atmosphere makes me enjoy it.

There are many beautiful scenery in nature, and you will appreciate it as long as you observe it carefully.

Everyone longs for happiness, so where is happiness?

Happiness in learning

Quiet and gentle rain falls from the sky. I sat in the house and watched the rain fall on the eaves, drawing a line on the window, and finally dripping on the ground like a broken pearl and infiltrating into the soil. I got up and walked to the front of the bookshelf, my fingers slid over the spine of the book and opened the yellowed title page. The story in the book came to my mind and was written into a chapter. There is only the sound of falling rain and rustling books in the room, and I enjoy it.

Feel with your heart, and happiness can be found in books.

Happiness in the market

White clouds gather to cover the sun, but they can't cover the noise in the market. I walked down the street holding my mother's hand. Suddenly, the bag in the grandmother's hand next to her broke a big hole. The apple inside rolled out. I quickly squatted down and picked up the apples one by one. Grandma kept saying, "Thank you, little girl." I said, "Nothing, nothing." At this time, an old hand came, and grandma said to me with an apple, "Here you are." That hand is like a cracked orange peel, full of wrinkles. But I think this is the most beautiful hand in the world, because I like it.

Feel with your heart, happiness can be in a small apple.

Happiness in school

In the classroom, everyone is holding a book and concentrating on reviewing for tomorrow's exam. The sun outside the window seems to be infected by us and can't help but join us. Time passed quickly, and as the exam bell drew to a close, I leaned back in my chair with relief. There is a cicada singing slowly under the heavy sound, and the sunlight that leaves can't cover shines on the paper through the window, scattering a golden light on it, which I enjoy very much.

Feel with your heart, and you can find happiness in the test paper only after you work hard.

Happiness is everywhere, and we enjoy it.

I spent my summer vacation in Songshan Shaolin Temple Wushu School.

I was particularly excited when I entered the martial arts school. Because I always liked martial arts, I finally realized my wish today.

The first set of martial arts we learned was called "Five Steps Boxing"; The coach said: "This is the basic routine of learning Wushu, which consists of five footwork steps: horse stance, lunge, servant step, imaginary step and rest step." After that, he began to teach us one trick at a time; At first, the students were very excited, but soon they couldn't stand it, because the coach demanded that "the punch should be strong, the movements should not be stiff, and the posture should be in place", so every movement had to be repeated many times, and we were exhausted. Besides, the summer sun is so poisonous that many students can't even find their way. After a class, everyone is dejected and despondent, just like a defeated rooster!

I became the first person to learn this set of martial arts because I had studied the basics of martial arts before, so the coach asked me to be his little assistant and help other students who didn't know it yet. At this time, my heart is full of joy, not to mention how happy I am.

Later, we also learned "serial boxing", "back punching" and somersault. Unfortunately, the days passed so fast that the summer vacation will soon be over. When my parents came to pick me up, they happily said to me, son, your performance is great. You not only learned martial arts, but also endured such hard training. We are proud of you!

But I said to them: mom and dad, in fact, I have always enjoyed it!

Enjoy it. When I entered the calligraphy school, the rich fragrance of ink floated into my nose, and classical music jumped into my ears.

I took out smooth rice paper and soft brush, put it on the table, picked up the faint ink, and carefully poured it into the inkstone for fear of spilling it. Many people frown when they smell ink, because ink is dirty and smells strange. But in my opinion, ink is treasure.

I adjusted my breath, so that the brush was in close contact with the inkstone and sharpened the nib carefully. Accompanied by relaxing classical music, the surrounding noise suddenly disappeared.

I put down the pen gently, slowly moved the brush to the right, then gave it a good meal, and then quickly returned the pen, and a horizontal stroke came into view. All the sounds around me seem to be blowing in the wind, and the restless mood has long been forgotten. At this point, I have been completely immersed in this elegant and classical calligraphy world, unable to extricate myself. ...

Pick up the pen tip, stop the pen, and collect the pen quickly ... These actions have been completely engraved in your mind, and every action has become skillful. Whenever there are some flaws in some words, I feel very sorry and repeat them over and over again until I am satisfied.

After a while, my hand felt sore. I had to put down my beloved brush and start a short rest.

The "tick-tock" time passed quietly, but I still devoted myself to writing.

I remember one time, I posted a Spring Festival couplets in front of my hometown. Passers-by applauded after seeing it, and the sound of "tut-tut" was endless. Hearing this, I was elated and determined to practice my handwriting well.

Accompanied by poetic music, I fell deeply into calligraphy. Although I am not a master of calligraphy, calligraphy has become my inseparable hobby.

Today is a sunny day, and our family is happily picking strawberries in the 10,000-mu Sakamoto strawberry base.

When I arrived at the base, I saw rows of strawberry greenhouses, one next to the other, each dozens of meters long and seven or eight meters wide. So many greenhouses are worthy of being a strawberry base! Under the leadership of the staff, we went into the greenhouse to pick strawberries ourselves. I felt strangely hot in the greenhouse as soon as I entered, probably because strawberries like this growth temperature. You see, there are many bright strawberry fruits hanging under each cluster of strawberry leaves, and many strawberry babies are still lying lazily on the ground, like rubies decorated on the green carpet. Looking around, strawberries are everywhere, some are heart-shaped and some are like ingots, with different postures. Some colors are bright red, some are red in white, some are pure white, and some are just a small white flower! Every strawberry poked its head out and smiled at me. I looked at them and drooled for a long time, wishing to reach out and pick them. But look at this, it's good, look at that, it's also good, I really don't know which to choose first!

I picked one carefully and put it gently in the basket, as if I were afraid of hurting strawberries. Strawberries are soft. If it is heavy, it will break! Gradually, I saw more and more strawberries in the basket, which soon turned into a hill. My mother looked at it and urged me to say, "Pumbaa, it's almost time, come out quickly!" " ""oh! "I just reluctantly left.

On my way home, I quietly picked a big red strawberry and secretly tasted it. Honey-like juice suddenly infiltrated my whole throat. It is really delicious! I looked at this dazzling red strawberry and was happy. Because I not only tasted the sweetness of strawberries, but also experienced the fun of picking them. How nice!

When you walk into the colored mud classroom, you will see boxes of colorful colored mud. I quickly found a place and fiddled with the colored mud beside me.

The feeling of rubbing colored mud is wonderful, like a small ball rolling in your hand, leaving a unique and wonderful aroma of colored mud.

Pulling the two ends of the colored mud outward is not a clean break, but a broken wire. The filament keeps pulling and pulling, but it never breaks. Gently winding the filaments around my fingers, I seem to have merged with the colored mud.

At first, I went to play with colored clay just because I wanted to exercise my hands-on ability, but now it has become my favorite extracurricular activity. Like to play aimlessly, you may get a four-elephant or a faceless monster, but you will still feel novel and happy.

I put down the red mud and picked up a big piece of white mud.

I put the colored mud in my hand and rubbed it on its back with my fingers. When my fingers slid over its smooth body, I couldn't help pressing down and then pressing down. My fingers gradually sank into the mud, so I pulled them out carefully for fear that my nails would scratch the colored mud.

In front of my eyes, a slipper-like object appeared. My heart was full of joy and excitement. I held my slippers in my hand, blew away the faint dust on them and leveled the uneven places one by one. Then synthesize a red flower with colored mud and stick some scattered spots on it.

In my eyes, the slippers in front of me look beautiful and small.

Enjoy it. Composition 8 reading can make people noble; Reading can cultivate people's sentiment, and reading can …… Indeed, reading has given me too much knowledge and a lot of truth about being a man.

One sunny afternoon, after I finished my homework, I felt idle and bored, so I wanted to go to the library to read. When I came to the library, I didn't know where to start when I was faced with a dazzling array of books. Suddenly, a book called The Story of Zoya and Schula caught my eye. Take that book, sit on the ground and read it with relish.

When I opened the first page of the book, there were some pictures about the book, which made me more curious. I finished reading this book with questions. The general content of the book is: In the Great Patriotic War of the former Soviet Union, a pair of 16-and 17-year-old brothers and sisters wrote a wonderful picture with their youth and sacrificed their lives to protect the motherland. This article is thought-provoking, but I have to admire my brother and sister's heroic integrity.

I bought this book and went home. I read this book again and again, and finally realized a truth: do things without fear of difficulties and go forward bravely. After that, I put this book in the most conspicuous place and read it carefully in my spare time, and I will always realize some truth.

I love reading and his poetic language; I like his philosophical stories. It tells me knowledge, enlightens me and lets me fondle it with wonderful words. He guided me to pursue progress, swim in the sea of books, raise the sails of wisdom and sail to the other side of success.

Enjoy it and write 9. The wind of history, leafing through this thick China book. For five thousand years, Chinese virtues have been passed down endlessly. China people remember Chinese virtues in China, and there are touching moments everywhere in their lives, which makes me feel the spirit of helping others.

The story happened last Sunday. On that day, I made an appointment with my friend to visit the * * * Garden. I went to the station to wait for the bus. There are so many people at the station, and there are people on both sides, which makes the station packed. "Here comes the car!" I don't know who shouted. I looked into the distance, and the gas truck really came. As soon as the bus arrived at the station, the door opened a little, and people flocked to the bus like a swarm of bees. If I can't get on the bus at this time, it's no hurry. I can only squeeze into the car with the crowd. There are so many people. In the crowd, someone's feet were trampled several times. The people in the car shouted, we can't squeeze in. Don't squeeze. People under the car shouted at the same time; Let's go up. Suddenly, there were cries and screams in the station. I'm weak. I can't stop being squeezed. Everyone at the station got on the bus, but I didn't even step on the stairs because I was small.

Get up! A pair of powerful big hands hold my back and push me into the car. With this strength, I grabbed the railing of the car, pressed my arm hard, stepped on the stairs and finally got on the bus. I froze when I turned to thank the man who pushed me on the bus. It turns out that he is a disabled person.

Help others and enjoy it.

Gorky once said that "books are the ladder of human progress". I think reading can not only make people progress, but also make people happy.

When you finish the day's work, you can relax yourself by reading. This will not only release your tired mood, but also learn a lot of knowledge.

If something happens that makes you sad, reading is the best way to forget your troubles. When you read in a quiet place, you will immediately forget those unpleasant things and put all your energy into "chewing" every article. This method of self-relaxation is much better than listening to music and watching TV to relieve the mood.

If you are bored now, you can also sit down and read a book or newspaper. You can read freely whenever and wherever you want. I remember one day, I didn't do well in the exam, and I couldn't help it under the ridicule of my classmates. As soon as I got home, I closed the book door and read my favorite book. After reading it, I left my troubles behind, and my mood was naturally much better!

Helen Keller, born in America, grew up blind and deaf, isolated from the colorful world. But her disability didn't kill her thirst for knowledge. She reads books day and night and doesn't feel tired. She tried to read Braille and kept writing words and sentences. He was so hungry that he felt no pain when he touched the blood on his hand. She was very happy after reading every day, and later she was admitted to Harvard University.

My friend, reading can be regarded as an indispensable part of our life. Reading can not only make people progress, but also make people happy!

Enjoy the composition 1 1 On the National Day this year, Miss Hangzhou and her parents came to my house to play, but on the first day of the festival, because of the serious traffic jam, they didn't come to our house until midnight.

The next day, mom and dad will take their little sister to the zoo to play. In the afternoon, we are going to the zoo. I am looking forward to it. We go to the zoo by car. First, we bought six tickets and went to the zoo. First of all, we saw squirrel monkeys as big as squirrels, humpbacked ostriches, lovely pandas, beautiful macaws, flying pheasants, tall elephants, fierce Siberian tigers and fierce wolves.

Later, we also saw many amusement facilities. My little sister wanted to play, so my uncle bought her a ticket to play. I dared not, so I was laughed at by my little sister. Later, my aunt bought tickets for us to play in the crocodile pond, and my little sister also put on a camera and took many photos. We went to the reptile museum and saw many fish such as whitetip shark, black tip shark, soft-shelled turtle, golden awn and Chinese sturgeon. Finally, we went out reluctantly.

In the evening, we went to Happy Ranch for a buffet. After buying the tickets, we ate as much as we wanted and squeezed ice cream. We are all very happy. I want to buy a delicious one here and an ice cream there. Everyone here is very happy, which can not only eliminate the fatigue of the day, but also enjoy it!

On Sunday morning, birds are singing in the branches. I got up early and learned to cook steamed eggs with great interest.

I took out two eggs, followed my mother's example and tapped them into the bowl. Then, pick up chopsticks and stir hard, no! Too hard, almost stirred the eggs in the bowl. Mom saw it and smiled and said, "Be gentle. Let me do it! " "I will, don't worry!" I quickly put my mother away. I narrowed down the action range and carefully stirred for a long time until the egg yolk and egg white were mixed evenly. "Eggs mixed with shallots!" I said to myself. However, after searching for a long time, I couldn't find shallots. What should I do? It suddenly occurred to me that my grandmother said that leeks can't replace onions. So I found some leeks, washed them, cut them into small pieces and put them in a bowl. By the way, you need to add some soy sauce and sesame oil and smell it. It smells much better. Pour another half bowl of water, add some salt, and finally put the eggs in the pot.

After steaming for about ten minutes, a bowl of delicious steamed eggs was "baked". Huang Cancan is tender, just like fresh orange jelly. I can't wait to invite my mother to appreciate my masterpiece. Mother took a few bites, smacked her lips and said with a smile, "Yes, some places are salty, and some places are light. Forgot to stir after adding salt? " I patted my forehead. Yes, how could I forget that? I regret it.

Stubborn, I decided to do it again. This time, I listened to my mother's advice humbly and carefully checked every procedure. Steamed eggs are tender and delicious, with good color and flavor. Yes, you are finished! At dinner, my family praised my cooking so well that my cheeks turned red.

Before, I always thought doing housework was a "chore". Unexpectedly, the first time I steamed eggs, I enjoyed it!

Enjoy it. Everyone's happiness is different, which can be in life, study or travel.

In the fourth grade summer vacation, my father took me to Beijing by train. When I got on the train, I crawled around in bed, feeling unspeakable joy.

Finally arrived in Beijing. After getting off the train, we followed the guide, settled our luggage in the hotel, and then visited the first scenic spot.

I sat in the car and looked at it carefully with my eyes wide open. The car gradually entered the city, where there are high-rise buildings everywhere. There are almost no electric cars in the street, and cars are shaking everywhere. Finally, we came to a place where someone explained Feng Shui to us and told us some legends. After a while, she finished. We followed the guide to lunch.

The next scenic spot is Yuanmingyuan. When I came here, I saw huge stones, and then I looked at them carefully. Those stones are arranged neatly, as if in ruins. I asked my father, and my father said that it was Eight-Nation Alliance who set fire to Yuanmingyuan and destroyed it everywhere that made it like this. Look at these buildings, and you will find that they were once brilliant. After visiting here, we returned to the hotel.

The next morning, we came to the Great Wall. From the bottom, it soars into the sky, and I can't help but get nervous. I began to climb the Great Wall. First, I climb with adults. Soon, I followed the other children to the front. We walked and waited, and finally climbed to the top of the Great Wall. This is really "reaching the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". .

Every time I play, no matter how tired I am, I always feel a lot of happiness.

Today, our family is cleaning up, because tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and every household should bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

I didn't know tomorrow was New Year's Eve! Dad is dealing with fish and chicken; Mother is cleaning the glass; When my cousin helped, it was already 1 1: 15, and I was still sleeping in bed. My mother woke me up. After I got up, I first helped, and then offered to clean the gate.

First of all, I pumped a little more than half of the water from the small blue bucket I bought in the second grade, took a rag that was not too wet, put it aside, set up a dining chair and a small stool, and moved to our door. Of course, I don't forget to move the small blue bucket of water. After moving, I got the soaked rag half wet and half dry and stood on the set chair.

I started to wipe, hey-whew-hey-whew-what a great wipe! I couldn't help singing: "La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la I finally wiped it for the first time. I came down to wash the rag. It's all dry this time, and my hands hurt! I still sing the original song, in the original order, wipe, wipe, wipe. ...

Although I only cleaned two doors this time, my hands have blisters. It really hurts! Looking at the clean door, I won't hurt.

There are many people who can feel happy in painting, and I am one of them. Although I am not very good at drawing, I still like drawing, because drawing can bring me happiness and unlimited imagination. ...

One warm spring day, I was really bored and idle at home alone, and suddenly remembered my favorite "painting". So I picked up the brush, imagined the scene outside and began to draw. In a blink of an eye, a little boy was running happily on the lawn with a kite in his hand under the blue sky. After a while, a beautiful garden appeared in front of me. Colorful flowers are like beautiful smiling faces, smiling from ear to ear, and flowers and bones in bud are also smiling happily. Colorful butterflies are dancing happily among the flowers.

Painting painting ... I seem to smell the flowers. Painting and painting ... I seem to come to their side, flying kites with that little boy, playing hide-and-seek with butterflies, watching the vast blue sky and smelling the flowers. Such a beautiful and lively picture makes me forget my troubles and enjoy this refreshing and happy spring. This is the happiness I feel in painting, and happiness is among them!