Write a composition, write a familiar one

1. Write a composition with familiar "Sorry", "Never mind" and "Thank you". These civilized languages are so familiar that they echo around us all the time. It is this language that has solved one difficult problem after another for us.

I remember one time, I went out to play and walked, and suddenly a ball flew over and hit me on the head. I was about to lose my temper when a little girl quickly ran up to me, took my hand and repeatedly said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." At this moment, my anger suddenly vanished. I replied casually, "It doesn't matter." In this way, a small storm subsided. Xiao He composition network

Another time, an old man fell on the road, and I quickly stepped forward to help him. Grandpa smiled and said to me, "Thank you, little friend." Hearing this sentence, my heart was filled with joy. Xiao He composition network

It is this familiar voice that brings joy to all of us and broadens our hearts. Only when people live in peace, are accompanied by civilization and develop good living habits can we sow the fire of civilization, bear rich fruits and lay a good foundation for better building our motherland.

Our new generation of language habits should be good at listening, daring to express and respecting others. A person's language can reflect a person's demeanor and temperament, and this habit is directly related to our moral cultivation.

Students, let's all have this familiar language and listen to this familiar voice everywhere!

2. Composition, write a familiar person. Everyone is surrounded by familiar people.

Of course I want to. She is my grandmother. Grandma is over 60 years old this year, and her silver-gray hair is always neatly combed.

She is not tall, with bright eyes under her pale eyebrows, and looks very energetic. I remember that one summer it was very hot and there were many mosquitoes. When I sleep at night, I can't sleep well. My grandmother saw it and gave me a fan to repel mosquitoes. I fell asleep unconsciously, and I didn't find my grandmother still fanning me until I woke up in the morning.

I said to my grandmother, "Didn't you stay up all night?" What kind of torture has your body suffered? "Grandma smiled and said," it doesn't matter! You have to go to school during the day, and I can sleep during the day. "I was very touched to see grandma's red eyes.

This is my grandmother, a caring and kind old man. When I grow up, I will take good care of her old man.

Comments: I caught one thing and wrote my grandmother's love for myself, which moved us as much as the little author.

3. Write a short article entitled "Familiarity"

Wise men do nothing, much ado about nothing. If the heart is the same, the law is the same.

-Inscription of Confidence (monk exorcist)

We marvel at Taibai's fresh and elegant poems because he is familiar with China's classics; We appreciate Lang Lang's melodious piano sound because he is familiar with black and white keyboards. We lamented Copernicus' discovery because he was familiar with the vast universe.

A true wise man is not a knowledgeable but unskilled amateur, it will only make much ado about nothing. When you focus deeply on a field and reach unparalleled familiarity, everything will become clear and simple in familiarity.

Since ancient times, China has had the motto "Read it a hundred times, and your meaning will show itself". After a hundred times of "chewing", you will be familiar with the meaning of the text; After a hundred times of "digestion", familiarity will make its meaning self-evident.

Western philosophers also said that "the more you know, the more you know what you don't know". Familiarity will make people understand a lot of truth, and familiarity will make people understand the rules of everything.

When Sima Qian was familiar with the history of China, he achieved the immortality of historical records. Only when Li Shizhen is familiar with "Senecio scandens" can he have the greatness of "Compendium of Materia Medica". When Ji Xiaolan became familiar with the subset of classics and history, the vastness of Sikuquanshu came into being. Familiarity has created the glory of China, the prosperity of the nation and the immortality of great men.

Only by focusing on learning can we gain unparalleled familiarity and create achievements that will be remembered through the ages. The obscure and boring words did not stop him from studying, the lonely and desolate desert did not stop him from visiting, and the cynical eyes did not shake his soul. When people reached an unparalleled level of familiarity with a script that was about to be lost in the Western Regions, people did not hesitate to award the title of "Master of Chinese Studies" to Mr. Ji Xianlin.

Without his familiarity with writing, he would not have made great achievements; If you are not familiar with countless classics, you will not have a deep understanding. If you are not familiar with China classics, you will not have insightful opinions. otherwise ...

There are not so many ifs, and familiarity has made this master of Chinese studies. And the secret he knows well is that he studies wholeheartedly. The heart is the same, the action is just right, and the thinking is profound.

Success is actually very simple, that is, unparalleled familiarity. Familiarity is the key to success and the ladder to success.

The same is true of Sakyamuni's seven days and seven nights under the bodhi tree, which made the Buddha realize the enlightenment. Master Shen's familiarity with Buddhism led to "the wise do nothing, but the mediocre tie themselves down." If the heart is the same, the law is the same.

Familiar, everything is the same.

Teacher's comments: While many candidates write familiarity into daily life scenes, the author of this paper jumps out of the circle and finds another way to skillfully combine success with familiarity, and puts forward the viewpoint that "success is to achieve unparalleled familiarity", which is novel and natural. It is particularly worth mentioning that the author carefully selected these materials, which not only fully reflected the author's extensive reading vision, but also reflected the author's flying literary talent on these topics. After reading them, I feel that the arguments are strong and I feel like drinking nectar.

4. Write a composition by a familiar person. I have five articles! My father always smiled when he was a child. Even though his mother quarreled with him sometimes, he always greeted him with a smile.

Once my mother was so angry that she turned and closed the door as soon as she entered the room. My father pushed me into the middle of the door when I was three. I saw my father smiling, but I didn't know what to do. I stood at the door, looked up at my mother and looked back at my father.

Mother couldn't help laughing. At that time, my father was a middle school physics teacher. When I grow up, I am curious about the school curriculum.

I admire seeing my father speaking on the podium, but my father said not to be disturbed in class. I wanted to go in but didn't dare, so I poked around at the door.

Dad just wrote something on the blackboard and didn't look at the movement below. The students became active, and several people motioned for me to go in. I took two steps, shrank my feet and looked at my father. He is still writing letters, but he hasn't seen me.

I was so nervous when I walked in, and finally I squeezed myself behind the door and dared not come out again. Dad finished writing and continued his class, only to see all the students smiling while covering their mouths. Finally, he found the movement behind the door. He opened the door and saw me hiding, with a gentle smile on his face, reaching out to touch my head.

There is a blank memory behind me. I don't know whether to be sent home on the spot or to sit inside and wait for my father to finish class. When I was a child, I was sickly and spent a lot of effort on my parents.

One night in the middle of the night, my mother suddenly had a bad fever, and my father went to the hospital behind my back. I fell on my father's warm back and jumped up and down with the rhythm of his footsteps.

Seeing the stars shining gently all over the sky, I began to chat with my father about the stars. I was very confused at that time, and I still remembered to ask for the stars in the sky. My father also fooled me with a long ladder that could reach the stars. Then he showed me the faint shadow on the bright moon and told me that it was a tree on the moon and a fairy.

I looked up at the crystal moon in the magical night sky, surrounded by magical warmth, and my body gradually cooled down. I didn't see a doctor when I arrived at the hospital, and my fever went down.

Dad carried me back again. Later, I said I was sick. Just show me the stars instead of seeing a doctor. I'm so happy.

When I was a child, I always slept with my sister. At that time, my parents would come over in the middle of the night to see if our quilts were covered. The yellow flashlight light is the expectation of every night.

Time swept my eyes and I woke up. However, I always seem to know that I can't open my eyes when this warmth is revealed, so I closed my eyes and let the flashlight sway my eyes.

Pretending to sleep is not like pretending to be old. My eyelids always jump. The more I try to calm it down, the more I dance. From school to senior three, school teachers began to make up lessons crazily.

Dad has been working in the education commission, and he is not optimistic about the teacher's make-up classes, saying that the courses can actually be completed in the classroom. This kind of squeezing education has squeezed the aura of all students. Of course, I can't say this, but it is of great benefit to me.

As soon as the teacher wants to make up lessons, I will go home and let my father write a note. In the eyes of many people, this should be my father's excessive encouragement.

But in any case, I am one of the few people of my age who have no fear of the college entrance examination. Later, when I went to college, I lost a lot of contact with my family. I often don't call home for a long time as long as the food stays the same every month.

The period before graduation should be a crazy day for every college graduate. At that time, I always felt depressed and wanted to vent, but I couldn't stop venting. Unlike those crazy boys, we don't throw tape into the kettle, but walk silently in the street with some friends, thinking.

What impressed me for the first time was the spirit and the jar. As they walked, the three men began to cry. Nobody advised anyone, and then they called each other.

Father was in Shenzhen on business that day. When I got on the phone and heard my father's voice, I burst into tears. Dad didn't ask anything. When I calmed down, he asked me if the weather was cold and if I had enough clothes.

I cried again, then sobbed and said, Dad, I miss you. It is very difficult to find a good job after graduation, and there is no place to ask for help with the certificate of excellent graduates.

I have been thinking about whether my leading role is dynamic or static. If it is static, I will go home to accompany my parents. If it's dynamic, I'll break in alone outside. Finally, I decided not to go home, not because I saw that I took the initiative, but because I wanted to let myself go more.

After all, it is not a trivial matter for a girl to have nothing in a foreign country. I know I have to make it clear at home, and I'm not sure if I will get approval and support. I have to say that day, I dialed the phone in fear and trembling and explained it to my father in detail.

Dad listened quietly, and then said, if you think clearly, just do what you want. The most important thing is yourself. We can make a reference at most. If you have any difficulties, talk to your family.

I asked my father, what should I do if I can't get along well outside? -is to determine the posterior. Dad smiled and said, how can I discuss this with you now? You want to retreat without doing anything, then come back now.

I have been working for more than two years in a blink of an eye, but I have been running far and far to the south. Two months ago, my father came to see me with my mother. I am glad that the years have not left too many marks on my father's spirit. He is as optimistic and cheerful as before. I took them to Shenzhen and Zhuhai and talked about everything along the way.

A week later, they will go back, but I didn't want to talk that night, and I couldn't eat any food, as if every word I said and every bite I ate would reveal my inner SOB. I'm afraid they will see something, but the smile is getting more and more reluctant.

Dad saw it and asked me why I was so happy and didn't say anything tonight. I didn't even say no, and then I laughed. Go back to the dormitory at night, but can't sleep.

Thinking about the cracks left by parents' canthus years, thinking about floating in the sky alone. What is the effective time to repay them? And now, I have nothing but myself

The long sigh in my heart was drowned in that dark night, and occasionally two pieces of light tore from nowhere. Later, I called home one day, and my father was not there. My mother said that she didn't fall asleep the night before she left, thinking that I didn't eat much.

Dad couldn't sleep over and over again, saying that he had been thinking about why I was unhappy that night ... holding the phone and listening to my mother quietly, tears slipped down. This morning, as soon as I got online, I went to the paging desk and sent a short message to my father.

5. Help write an article about familiarity. Familiar places also have scenery.

It's a pleasure to walk in the mangrove park with grass, flowers, trees, rivers and bridges in the afterglow of the sunset after putting down one's homework. Here, I can let my thoughts fly, let him cross the ocean and let him shuttle between heaven and earth.

Of course, these feelings were acquired after I really woke up.

That day, unconsciously, I came to the familiar mangrove river. I was in a bad mood that day. I came to the bridge unconsciously that day. So, I gently took the first step and set foot on the bridge. Slowly, slowly, I walked to the other side of the bridge. Somehow, my mood became clear and my gloomy heart began to clear up.

I tried to set foot on the stone bridge again and looked around the bridge consciously. Natural, green lake, like a mirror, poetic willow, willow branches and green grass dancing in the wind flooded into my eyes. As a result, the tired heart was shocked. Everything is suddenly enlightened, and the gloomy heart is really suddenly Wan Li. I really woke up, too.

After waking up, I tidied up my mood. I realized that being strong means more pain. Behind independence is irresistible loneliness. People are always on the verge of collapse when they are confused. When we are sad, don't hide it, don't put on a strong mask. Feel in nature, let your thoughts fly, and feel the mystery of nature.

This, these experiences, my happiness and my awakening all benefit from the stone bridge, which seems to be a purifier of one's mind. As long as you walk on the bridge, your heart will gradually open up. I thank the bridge and nature.

In the days after that, whenever I am unhappy, I always come to the familiar stone bridge.

Because, familiar places have scenery.

6. Write a familiar person and describe it in detail. Composition Whenever I have a Chinese class, which familiar figure will emerge in front of my eyes.

She is not tall, with a round face and a pair of eyes. She looks very gentle and always likes to wear long skirts. She is my sixth grade Chinese teacher.

In fact, when we don't talk about study, we are like good friends. Her most common expression of "narrowing her eyes and bending her mouth" is very popular with everyone. At this time, students are willing to communicate with her.

Although my Chinese teacher is very serious in class, sometimes she will adjust the classroom atmosphere appropriately so that we can blend in with the text.

Once, perhaps because we were in a bad state, perhaps because the afternoon content was so boring that no one could concentrate on the class, so the atmosphere was not warm. Suddenly, a little bee flew in through the window. It buzzes up and down, flying in front of the students for a while and hovering over their heads for a while, attracting everyone's attention. I'm worried: the students burst out laughing and relaxed ... so the class finally came alive.

She is very kind and humorous. I will always remember this familiar figure.

I know many people, but she is the most familiar person. Like a boy, she likes to have short hair, but occasionally she has long hair.

She likes to enjoy stamps alone, and it takes more than an hour to sit down and enjoy the beautiful scenery of nature. She likes to sit quietly in front of the computer and write beautiful articles with her heart. She likes ...

To say that she looks like a boy, we must start with her hobbies. She likes ball, football and basketball. What impressed her most was the basketball game.

Physical education class that free activities, she picked up the basketball, looking for classmates to play together, four against four, boys against girls, and so on. Girls can't beat boys. All the girls gave up the game except her. At this time, she gritted her teeth and rushed to the basketball. This time, I was an old hand, and one was in the top two, and the score soon caught up. The boys were surprised, so the girls got up again.

She is best at computers and once won the second prize in the primary school computer competition, which makes her most proud.

She doesn't dress up as often as a girl. She never wants to put greasy things on her face, and she doesn't like looking in the mirror. She thinks it's a waste of time. She likes to dress very tightly and doesn't want to show her arms and legs. She always covers her tightly.

She likes climbing mountains and going out for an outing to melt her body and mind into nature. She likes flying kites and looking for childhood fun. ...

She likes helping others. When a classmate asks her a question, she will patiently explain it to you until you understand. What impressed me the most was that cloudy day. After school that day, everyone was in a hurry to go home, but she enthusiastically helped a classmate until she knew it. At this time, it was raining cats and dogs, and she went home in the rain.

She is her, the boy among girls, the girl I know best.

7. Write a composition in your hometown (or a familiar place). Hometown, everyone knows that hometown is our ancestral home. I think everyone will have a different understanding of hometown. My hometown is beautiful. Wherever we go, no matter how beautiful and rich it is, we will feel that our hometown is the most beautiful. I remember a song like this: "I want to go back to my hometown, to be with him …". There was once an example of how much I wanted to go back to my hometown. That was when I was in fourth grade. It was summer vacation at that time, and everyone wanted to go outside and come back, and I was no exception. At that time, my grandmother moved to Shenzhen. I heard that Shenzhen was very prosperous and it was cool to live in a tall building. I can't wait to hear what they say. It happens that my father is working in Shenzhen, and I want to take this opportunity. I told my mother about it, and she seems to want me to go this time. When I said it, she readily agreed. I'm glad that everyone who lives in the countryside wants to go to the city. My mother asked me to go with an elder sister next door. She was going on a business trip this time, so I went with her. Wow, it's so lively. When I saw the most beautiful place, I knew I had to come early! Dad took me to grandma's house, looked at their clothes and looked at my own clothes. This is a different world. They are all looking at me ... they have lived here for more than ten days and were very happy when they first came. Now, I begin to miss my hometown, I miss everything in my hometown, and my sister, brother and mother ... I want to go back. My mother called several times and I was crying. I want to cry more. I miss my classmates and friends, and the days go by day. When I first started school, I asked my father that I would go back to my hometown. I look forward to going back early every day. Finally, at my insistence, my father took me back. It was a familiar feeling-hometown, warm home, beautiful flowers and trees, hardworking farmers and lively children. This is our hometown. Although the city is more prosperous than our hometown, I like my hometown. If asked about my ideal, I would say study hard and make contributions to my hometown when I grow up. I believe our hometown will be more beautiful in the future. What about you? How is your hometown? I think you love your hometown as much as I do.

8. Writing a composition to describe the appearance of a familiar person is that she gave me life, that she kept me at odds with her, that she told me the truth of being a man, and that she is also the person I am most familiar with. She is my mother.

The person I know best is my mother because she is with me every day. My mother can cook a good dish, whether it's a baby meal or an old-age meal. Once, my brother was crying and didn't eat. My mother was very upset, so she remembered the cute little animal food she learned online and began to cook it. I saw my mother put the rice in a round mold, pressed it tightly, then poured it into my brother's bowl, carved a small eye, a small nose and a small mouth with black seaweed, stuck it on the rice, and then cut two carrots to make blush. Looking so cute, I swallowed, and then put the sliced white radish cooked in hot water into the rice. You! It's a lovely rabbit, and then it's cooked, white rice porridge. In my brother's bowl, a white rabbit made of rice balls and seaweed is laughing, and butterflies made of egg rolls and small tomatoes are flying. . . . . . My brother saw the beautiful and lovely food in the bowl and wolfed it down.

9. Write a composition of someone you know, Grandpa Buffalo.

Grandpa Buffalo's shadow appeared in front of me again: a pair of shining eyes on his bronzed face and a white beard floating on his pointed chin. He is tall and has broad shoulders. His voice is as loud as Hong Zhong's, and the ground shines when he walks. A big yellow-haired dog followed him all the time, never leaving. -This is the impression that Grandpa Buffalo came to Yuzhuang for the first time.

At that time, he was a branch member in the village, and I lived in his house. He is a bachelor, and there is nothing alive at home except his big dog named "Yellow Lion". He likes to keep dogs, and Huang Chu has been trained by him to be almost human. It does whatever he tells it to do, and it follows wherever he goes. I remember the first day I lived in his house. I didn't know the yellow lion very well, so he blocked the door and yelled at me and wouldn't let me in. Grandpa Old Buffalo patted his head affectionately and said, "What's your name?" ? Bring your friends in! "The yellow lion obediently wagged his tail, bit my skirt and brought me into the house. Soon, I became a member of this neglected family. The master and the yellow lion became my good friends.

The strange name "Old Buffalo" puzzled me at first. After a long time, I gradually know the origin of this name, which originally contains two meanings:

First of all, he can swim, and he can swim well. Although almost all men and women along the Weihe River can swim in the water, few people can really catch up with him. In summer, the Weihe River overflows. No matter how rough the wind and waves are, he can walk back and forth on the river more than a mile wide with his clothes in his hand, and his clothes are not wet at all. When I am happy, I put a pinch of grass in my ear, and a fish jump plunged to the bottom of the river, like a barracuda, and slipped to the other side in one breath.

Second, he has a strange temper, just like an ox. He doesn't talk much, it's easy to see him open his mouth, but he always likes to help others, with great strength and quick work. There is no water in any lonely old woman's house nearby. As long as she called him, she ran, picked up the pole with a smile and filled the jar in one breath. Any child who can't walk on the road with grass or anything else on his back will reach out and silently carry it for them as long as he takes a look. At such times, he always smiles and is immersed in happiness. If someone feels guilty and says some thanks, he will frown, wave and turn away. Anyone who takes advantage of the China New Year

Give him some eggs and oil cakes on holidays, and he will get angry and even push people and things out of the door. After a long time, everyone knows his temper and no longer annoys him. Anyone who has anything to do is just like telling his family to ask him for help at any time. In this way, the name of the old buffalo was opened, because he was the oldest in the village, so everyone called him "Grandpa Old Buffalo".

10. How to write a composition about a person you know well? You can write a representative thing that happened to this person (1-3) first, and then write what qualities you can see from this thing (you can write the beginning and end yourself).

The following is a model essay.

Today is the first day of school and my first day in a new school. I have a first impression of every teacher, especially Chinese teacher H, who seems to be in her fifties and sixties. She is the oldest teacher who has taught me since kindergarten. I am deeply impressed by this teacher because she is very considerate.

In Chinese class, when we were copying the homework requirements, she explained it to us with multimedia. But when she was talking, a few students and I just listened, but forgot to write down what the teacher said, and as a result, we missed some homework requirements. What shall we do? Just when my heart is in a hurry and my hand is in a hurry, the teacher seems to see through my mind. Just then the bell rang, and I thought, Oh, no, the teacher must take the computer away after class, so I can't copy it. If I don't copy, I won't know the requirements of many homework, and there are too many rules that I can't remember at all, which will cause a lot of trouble. Tell someone else to copy it? I'm a stranger here, and my classmates are sitting far away from me. . At this time, the teacher said, "I left my computer in the classroom, and I continued to write what I didn't finish." If you hurry, we won't stand up and say goodbye. " At this time, I seem to have caught a lifeline, because nearly five minutes after class is enough for me to write. So I quickly wrote a book and finally finished it before class, which was a relief.

Through this little thing, I think Miss Huang must be a very experienced teacher. I was deeply impressed by his meticulous understanding and care for us. I came to the right place in the southwest of China.