A composition with the theme of trying

In daily study, work and life, many people have the experience of writing compositions, and they are all familiar with compositions. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed brief The transformation from a language that oneself can understand to an unfolding external language form that has a standardized grammatical structure and can be understood by others. Still at a loss for composition? The following is an essay on the subject of attempts that I compiled. Everyone is welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Composition 1 with the theme of attempt

Having a future goal will make people happy, like moths flying towards the light of the fire, willing to be a prisoner of the fire. On the road of life, it is inevitable to try, hit a wall, and pursue ideals. Only if you try, your life will be meaningful.

What is swaying is your non-stop footsteps, what is whirling is your beautiful tassel. In the days of deep love, who can tell clearly what is sweet and what is bitter? As long as you know for sure, you will never look back. Have you discovered that the bright lamp that illuminates your first night move in your life is yourself; have you discovered that the powerful helmsman waiting at the ferry in your destiny is yourself. Believe in yourself, have the courage to try, and have the courage to pursue.

So what if you hit a wall, just like Sima Qian who was castrated, but still wrote the famous "Historical Records"; no matter if you failed, just like Edison, who went through countless experiments and failed countless times. , and eventually became a world-famous inventor. As the great man said, failure is the mother of success. If you don't experience failure, how can you deeply feel the joy that success brings you? We cannot be afraid of failure, we must face it bravely, accept it, try it bravely, and succeed. The result of trying may fail, but if you don't try, you will never succeed.

Madame Curie succeeded because she persisted; because she tried, she succeeded; because she was fearless, she succeeded. In a difficult and difficult environment, she worked day and night to refine the radioactive substance radium. She is not afraid of radioactive substances eroding her skin, nor is she afraid of the boring process of repeating scientific experiments every day and night. She never thought about giving up, failing, trying again, failing, trying again... She kept trying and persisted. When she successfully extracted the radioactive substance radium and won the Nobel Prize, she was wearing a long black dress. How beautiful and great she was. Her beauty is not only external, but her spirit and soul have become the eternal beauty in history.

Because of trying, we have tasted the taste of sadness and joy; because of trying, we have achieved satisfaction and success; because of trying, we have no regrets in life! Essay 2 on the topic of attempts

Since I was a child, sports have not been my strong point. Even though I am tall, I can only frown when it comes to long-distance running. But an unforgettable attempt made me no longer afraid of long-distance running.

It was a physical education class. As soon as the teacher said we had to run 800 meters, I almost fainted from the fright. "800 meters", these words were like a thunderbolt exploding in my ears. "800 meters" may be nothing to those long-distance runners, but for me who is not good at sports, even if it is jogging, "800 meters" is an astronomical number. But I still comforted myself in my heart and cheered myself up! What's 800 meters? It's just the playground spinning five times under your feet! Thinking of this, I suddenly felt confident and started preparing for this so-called "marathon".

Soon, the long-distance running began. I took steps and ran at a neither fast nor slow speed. As I ran, I thought: If this continues, it will just be a 1,000-meter run, which is no big deal! In my "fancy", I solved the first lap very easily. I was running absentmindedly while thinking about how much time was left in the 800 meters. As a result, I was kicked by something. I stumbled forward and rushed forward a few steps. I had to concentrate and pay attention to the track under my feet. . After two laps, I consumed a lot of energy in my body, but despite this, I still built up confidence and said to myself: "Believe in yourself, you can do it." But it turns out that my self-comfort obviously had little effect. Just halfway through the third lap, my legs felt like they were filled with lead, and every step I took seemed to require a lot of effort.

I finished the third lap with difficulty with heavy steps.

Although I comforted myself: "It's almost there, there are only two laps left, it's only 320 meters, why bother?!" But one thing I knew well, that is, even if I was confident that I could finish two laps, it would still be a waste of time. The mind has spare strength but lacks strength.

I ran a lap at a snail’s pace, but in fact, that lap was more like a “walk” than a “run”. After "running" this lap, I even felt that my legs were no longer on my body, but had grown together with the track. Panting heavily, I ran one step at a time and completed half a circle. But I didn't think I could finish the remaining half lap no matter what. But I think that self-confidence is a good medicine for overcoming difficulties and a stepping stone in life. I can definitely do it. So, I dragged my legs, which were almost numb, to finish the remaining half circle. The moment I stopped, I just felt dizzy, but I cheered for myself in my heart. I understand that a person must dare to surpass himself. People may not be afraid of anything, but they are most afraid of losing to themselves; they can defeat anything, but it is most difficult for them to defeat themselves.

This attempt made me understand that if you dare to admit yourself, believe in yourself, and surpass yourself, then you can drink to yourself and cheer for yourself! Essay 3 on the topic of trying

Trying is a beautiful enjoyment, a very sweet enjoyment, an indescribable enjoyment. So, what exactly is trying?

My mother who is cooking in the kitchen said: "Trying is the delicious taste of each dish, and the sweet smile on the face of the family after eating the dishes!"

Working hard in the fields The farmers said: "Trying is the growth of crops, and the indescribable joy when seeing the golden rice fields and the fiery red sorghum!"

I said -

Trying is continuous progress.

Trying leads us to keep moving forward and upward.

Trying makes us continue to grow. From a young sapling grows into a towering tree. This has gone through so many storms and hardships! It is trying that makes us stronger, braver, calmer and more composed!

Try, let us learn from it, learn from experience and knowledge. He grew from a young and ignorant child into a well-educated teenager. This journey has been difficult. It is an attempt to help us find light from the darkness; to get up from the fall; to recover hope from the frustration; to get warmth from the cold...

Once, I tried to wash clothes. However, as soon as his hand touched the cold water, a cold current suddenly surged into his heart. For a moment, I hesitated: If it freezes me, what's the point? If you take those bitter and abundant cold medicines, isn't this asking for "bitterness"? Besides, if it doesn’t work out, I’ll get an injection. Wouldn’t it make me cry for my father and my mother because of the pain? For a moment, I felt again: I was so wrong! I think of my mother who is always working hard to wash clothes and mop the floor for us... shouldering so much housework, but never complains about being tired. But what about me? As soon as I touched the water... I didn't think much about it and hurriedly washed my clothes. Finally, after a lot of effort, I finished washing a whole bucket of clothes!

This attempt made me realize the hard work of my mother; this attempt made me realize a truth: Whatever you do, you must try your best to do your best. No matter how difficult it is, you can never back down.

On the road of life, I will continue to try. Try, let me continue to grow, grow... Essay 4 with the theme of try

The word try is not unfamiliar to us. He is a challenge to us, to do things he dare not do. Trying is courage, the courage for people to challenge and surpass themselves; trying is a kind of will. To try, you need not only courage but also will. It is because of him that we can try and do better. There are more than ten million attempts in life, but each one is extremely precious because it teaches us lessons and gives us hope. Every time I try it is so valuable, full of hope and vitality. When I think of this, I think of that unforgettable attempt, which made me understand the value of labor and what happiness is!

In May a few years ago, I came to the mulberry orchard and saw When I saw the petite mulberry fruit, I felt so scared. I didn't dare to touch it, for fear that the petite life would be ruined in my hands.

I looked underground and saw that the mulberry fruits that had fallen on the ground were big, black, and very soft. If I accidentally step on the small mulberry fruits, they will bleed out and the blood will flow into a river! I was scared and nervous when I saw it. It’s so cute to see my mother stepping on mulberry fruits: holding a basket in her hand, picking them when she sees them, and putting them in the basket. Her movements were so skillful, just like a working village girl! She asked me to pick them, but I didn't dare. The children around me were laughing at me. I got angry and started picking with fear while holding the basket. I picked one at first and looked at my hand. It was red and profuse as if it was bleeding. The fruit is so soft that you can squeeze out the blood with a gentle press. Take a bite, it's sour and sweet, very delicious.

Now, I am not afraid anymore. Carrying the basket, he walked back and forth in the forest. Now is a good season for picking mulberries. It sleeps in its mother's arms, clinging to her and greedily sucking the nectar of the earth. Like a child, it is growing vigorously. It changes from green to pink, from pink to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black. , become useful plants. I picked them one by one and got the best ones. Picking and picking, I seem to find that I am now racing against time. As long as the wind blows, the fruits will fall involuntarily, falling into the embrace of the earth like rain.

I don’t know how long it took me to pick a basket full. I looked at the fruits in the basket and the green mulberries on the tree.

I smiled. Big beads of sweat fall into your mouth, it is sweet! This is the joy of labor and the joy of success! Trying is beautiful, but labor is a kind of joy and a kind of happiness! The title of trying is Composition 5

I think many people will try it in their lives, right? For example, try cooking, trying to give a speech...etc. I'm no different - trying to compete.

That competition was a county composition competition. The teacher asked us to sign up enthusiastically, but I didn’t care about the competition at all. However, my composition score was not bad, and in the eyes of the teacher and classmates There are so many expectations for me, and it’s impossible for me not to participate. Once, when I was sorting out my homework in the teacher's office, the head teacher came to enlighten me and do some ideological work for me, and finally I agreed. That night I was writing drafts and revising them, and I worked most of the night before going to bed. Finally, after several days of repeated revisions, my essay was submitted, but I never thought about winning an award. After a few days, I forgot about the competition.

A week later, I returned to the store after school. My mother handed me a newspaper with a happy face. I read it. Suddenly, my eyes fixed on that place-"Xicheng List of winners of the "Spring Cup" prize-winning essay competition: First Prize (1 winner) of the primary school group: "Grandpa Smiled" from Chen Xinyao Experimental Primary School! I couldn't help cheering, jumping up and down, going crazy with excitement. I went to school in the afternoon, and on the way I met my class teacher looking at the advertisements on the advertising wall. Oh, it turns out that the head teacher was also reading the award announcement. At this time, the teacher saw me, smiled and touched my head and said: "Look, you didn't write when I asked you to write. You only participated after doing ideological work. Look, first place. How great. ! No. "I agreed, feeling happy.

One night at the end of the month, I attended the composition awards party. I was extremely excited when I held the certificate of honor and the bonus!

This attempt made me realize that no matter what the activities or competitions are, I must actively participate in them. If I train myself well, I will gain something only if I try more! Essay 6 on the topic of trying

On the road to growth, trying is a required course in life. For example, try to raise your hand to speak, try to participate in competitions, try to overcome difficulties, try to be tolerant to others... Every attempt may not be successful, but there will definitely be gains. In trying, our wisdom grows, our abilities are improved, and our humanity is sublimated. Have the courage to try and let us grow while trying. Please combine your own life and experience and write an essay with the title "Growing Through Trying".

Requirements: 1. There is no restriction on the style of writing (except poetry); the title is "Growing Through Trying" 2. The number of words should be no less than 600 words; 3. No real names of people, schools, or places should appear in the article.

Growing up by trying

The sky is always blue, the clouds are always white, the grassland is always green... I am beginning to get tired of the colors in the world.

My father seemed to see through my mind and wanted to play a game and make a bet with me. The request was very simple. Cover your eyes with a cloth and do not pull down the cloth within the specified time. Anyway, I seemed bored, so I agreed.

I found a piece of opaque cloth with great interest, closed my eyes, covered it, and tied it without saying a word. During this long wait, I thought it would be better to walk to the room and lie on the bed than to sit and wait. "Oh, it hurts." I bumped into something after just a few steps. I started to be more careful and tried to remember the structure of the passage at home. Every time I took a step forward, I had to lean forward and move forward slowly while touching the wall with my hands. . After finally touching the edge of the bed, he fell down. There was a "dong" sound and his head hit the wall hard. I screamed: "No more fun." Just as I was about to tear off the cloth covering my eyes, a voice came from the darkness. I let go of my hand and put it on my forehead where the pain was.

Time passed moment by moment, and the surroundings were very quiet. I tried my best not to think about anything, but the loss, loneliness, and loneliness in my heart... began to grow. I couldn't hold it in anymore, so I shouted loudly: "Mom, Dad, please talk." No one responded, "Grandma, don't you love me the most? Are you there?" Still no one. I have to walk from the room to the courtyard, where there is sunshine and it will be much more lively.

I tried to walk to the courtyard again. It's indeed much better. I felt the warm sunshine shining on my body. It had just rained last night. The air was still filled with the fresh smell of earth. The breeze was mixed with the fragrance of flowers... I suddenly felt that all beautiful things were there. Haunting around me. I walked along where the children were laughing. "Who tripped me?" I fell to the ground, my kneecaps burning with red pain. I angrily pulled off the cloth with all my strength to see which ignorant guy dared to trip my aunt and me with his feet. I wanted to make him walk around without being able to eat. "So you are all here, are you seeing my joke?" I yelled, and my father, mother, and grandma family were surrounding me laughing...

The game is over, but I can't help but think: Only Only after you have tried darkness can you cherish the light; only after you have tried pain can you understand the importance of possession; only after you have tried failure can you usher in success...Only those who grow up in trying can taste the taste of happiness

Every time the kapok blooms, every time it breaks out of its cocoon and becomes a butterfly, it is growing through attempts and glowing with the brilliance of life.

Try - grow up in the still cold weather.

The cold wind swept through the greenery on campus. The early spring sun shines down, leaving imprints of bare tree branches on the ground. The kapok tree with all its leaves stretched out feebly, looking dejected and desolate.

A hearty spring rain washed away the cherry blossoms in winter. I bathed in the morning light and walked on the campus in spring. I raised my eyes suddenly, and a faint red came into my eyes, which seemed to light up the gray world. It made my heart tremble and I couldn't help but stop. The kapok bud is embedded among the withered branches. She woke up in the harsh spring cold, tried to face the biting wind, and tried to resist the biting cold. The wind brought a sense of desolation, and the slender branches swayed violently, making a hoarse groan. The kapok gritted its teeth and crawled on the branches. The cold wind tore her weak petals, but she stood up her unyielding back. Trying to contend with the test of nature, trying to straighten up in the strong wind. Finally, she withstood the cold erosion and bloomed with her unique beauty on the branches. During the experiment, I saw that she had grown up, into several trees that were red for a long time, and into the first touch of life in early spring.

The kapok blossoms. The pulsating life and fiery spirit tell me that we will grow in trying.

Try - grow up in a cocoon of silk.

The caterpillar wraps itself in thousands of silk strands. He woke up from a deep sleep and opened his eyes to see endless darkness filling his world. There is no bright sunshine and no green leaves. You can't see the clear clouds and gentle breeze, you can't see the spring blossoms and autumn fruits. However, there was a perseverance in his eyes. Facing destined setbacks, he tried to challenge fate. The pain of transformation burned his body, and he felt the burning pain coming from every corner of his body. He wanted to break free, break free of this dark prison, break free of the shackles of his soul. He shouted silently, trying to hit the thick silkworm chrysalis with his soft head. Once, twice, a hundred times, a thousand times. I understand that the caterpillar is strengthening its body and honing its will through constant attempts. Finally, the fresh air penetrated his heart, and he opened his eyes. The sun was shining brightly in the sky. He broke away from the silk cocoon and danced gracefully.

Become a butterfly.

The gorgeous colors and dancing figures tell me that we will grow in trying.

Get out of the cold, get out of the hardship. We need to try. In the attempt, let our hearts be strong and let our lives reshape their value. In the attempt, we experience the experience of destiny, we open our arms and embrace the blue sky. In the attempt, we grow, into kapok that blooms in the cold, into colorful butterflies that break through obstacles, and into a new round of rising sun.

Grow by trying. When I retreat, I remember every time the kapok blossoms and every time it breaks out of its cocoon and becomes a butterfly. If you grow up by trying, you will see that your life will blossom. Essay 7 on the topic of attempt

Attempt is a ray of sunshine in life, which warms our young hearts; attempt is a sweet spring in life, which nourishes our dry hearts; A fresh breeze blows our young hearts.

Some people say that trying is like a lamp in the darkness, lighting up the way forward for us; some say that trying is like a fire in the cold, bringing us warmth and light; But I said that trying is like an umbrella in the heavy rain, holding up a free sky for us.

Try everywhere in life, sow the seeds of trial everywhere, let them slowly sprout, bloom, grow, and bear fruit, and work hard for a better future. In this way, while we are harvesting the fruits of trial, Sow the seeds of experimentation. Whether we succeed or not, we will gain something.

Grow up in trying, grow in life, for your own future and your own beauty, please learn to try, ignite the fireworks of trying, let us grow in trying, and reap the happiness of life.

Grow and gain from trying, and let the tree of trying blossom and bear fruit. Essay 8 with the theme of trying

Today is Sunday, and my mother said to the whole family: "Let's take a plane to Beijing in the next two days." Our whole family happily agreed. I was the only one who was unhappy. My grandma asked me, "Why are you unhappy? Don't you want to go to Beijing?" I said, "Because I am afraid of flying, because many people have died because of flying." Grandma said: "Don't be afraid of flying, the plane won't break down." I was still worried.

Time flies by and the plane is about to take off. When I was on the plane, I cried and was afraid to get on the plane. But my mother just carried me on the plane. I cried even more when the plane took off, but it was so comfortable to sit on the plane, and the scenery in the sky was also very beautiful. Some of the white clouds looked like cute lambs; some looked like scary lions; and some looked like A watchdog. I opened the window and grabbed a handful of clouds: "Well, why can't I catch the clouds in my hand?" I asked my dad. Dad said: "Because clouds are made of water vapor. Water vapor floats into the sky. When the air is too cold, it turns into clouds and floats around in the sky." After Dad finished speaking, not long after, the plane suddenly flew towards the sky. I was so scared that I thought the plane was broken down. My father told me: "Don't be afraid, the plane is landing."

It felt so good to fly for the first time! Essay 9 of the question

You may be asking: "What's new about a bold attempt? I've tried a lot." My attempt is different this time. I have never gone out alone. . This is the first time my sister and I have tried to go to the city alone. Everyone is about to say something again: "Going to play together can be an experiment. I really haven't seen it before!" Well, if you haven't seen it, let me tell you!

It was Tuesday. My sister and I woke up from our sleep. We immediately got dressed and set off after breakfast. Do you know what we were going to do? Last night we agreed to go see the movie Avatar. Our plan is to buy tickets for the 10 o'clock movie first, and if it's still early, we'll go to the department store. Sure enough, we went early, so we played in the department store for a while. When we looked at the time, ah! It was almost time. My sister and I put down our games and ran towards the cinema quickly, just in time. 3D movies give people a dreamy feeling. I remember that in the movie, the petals fell as if they were in front of me. The characters in the movie flew up, and I felt like I was flying too.

It was already past 1 o'clock after watching the movie, so we went to Fleischer's in Jiarunduo for lunch as planned. This was much more cost-effective than KFC, delicious and cheap. Then my sister and I checked the time and went shopping early, and I bought a cute wallet.

Then, my sister and I went to Hexi Yandi Square to take classes together. I was exhausted when I got home, and my mother praised me for being so good.

This bold attempt is deeply imprinted in my heart. Essay 10 on the topic of attempt

In my childhood, I experienced many ups and downs. Every success comes with an attempt. If you don’t try, how can you gain anything?

It was a special attempt. As a ten-year-old child, I can already do some adult things, such as helping my mother buy things, sweeping the floor, mopping the floor... I did it without any mistakes. But these successes are inseparable from that special attempt. Don't laugh when you say it. I have always been as timid as a mouse, and I always have to have my mother accompany me in everything I do. One time, my mother went to work. Suddenly, he said he couldn't go home because of something and asked me to cook by myself. But I don’t know how to cook dishes that are too difficult, so I thought, just scramble an egg! But when I opened the refrigerator, the eggs were gone, so I went to buy them! How much did it cost? I quickly grabbed a handful of money and left the house. . When I came to the vegetable market, I was really nervous. My heart felt like a ping pong ball falling from the 999th floor. I thought again: This is my first time shopping alone, so of course I have to be brave. Fruit sellers, fish sellers, vegetable sellers... it's dazzling. I had a hard time finding a place that sells eggs. I mustered up the courage to say: Auntie, buy a pound of eggs. "As he said that, he took out the money and gave it to the aunt. When the aunt saw it, she weighed a pound of eggs and showed approval.

On the way back, I felt that my steps were very brisk. It was my first time to buy Something, I got a taste of what it’s like to be in charge!