A composition on the topic of speaking from one’s heart

With the development of mobile Internet and social networks, more and more people are accustomed to posting comments in Moments to share happiness and vent sadness. Do you know what kind of comments can be made to avoid duplication? The following is a composition that I carefully compiled on the topic of speaking from my heart. It is for reference only. You are welcome to read it. Composition 1 on the topic of speaking from the heart

So tired, so tired! This is what I feel now.

Since the second semester of sixth grade, my life has changed from a colorful world to black and white. I feel very tired every day now. Every day after school. I just want to do nothing but one thing - sleep. But there is no way. I still have to do my homework. I always think everything will be fine after I finish it. But after finishing my homework, I have to read English books, memorize English words, and have a lot of papers and texts to do. Mom said: "As long as you study hard and do your homework from Monday to Saturday, you can have a good rest and relax for a while on Sunday. Therefore, I look forward to Sunday every time!

Wait, wait. Ah, wait, I finally waited until Sunday, and I thought to myself: I am finally free! But what happened? My mother helped me find a tutor and helped me with math on Sunday.

Although I feel tired, I know that my mother is good to me because in the past few months, I will be a high school student, not in an elementary school, where my mother cooks like this. Make me a good school, so the degree of differential value only increases in February. Therefore, at this time, I have to work harder in the past few months to make a final effort for all subjects to improve. , Essay 2 on the topic of entering a good high school

My heart is sour, sweet, bitter and spicy

There are many " "Seasoning" I have different feelings every time I taste it.

Sour. My mother-in-law, who is over seventy years old, is busy buying it for me. When she sees delicious food, she buys it for me. In the morning I think She was worried about me when I was going to school, and then she sent me there. I was really sad to see her busy figure every day...

Tian was in primary school for six years. After some high school, who knows, last week, his excited father said to me: "You have been admitted to the good high school classmate!" "Really...really? I couldn't believe it. When I saw the text message from high school again, "Wow," I cried with excitement, not to mention how happy I was! Grandma and grandfather were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear. Of course I was flattered. .

It’s very hard. Every day after school, my mother will bring me some compositions, reading exercises and some English exercises. I can go to bed before almost ten o’clock. I have to go to three classes on Saturday morning. , I will study mathematics and English on Sunday afternoon.

Very sexy. My cousin is very naughty and often destroys other people's things. I swallowed all this anger. Once, I drew a picture on the balcony. The landscape painting was ready to dry, but my naughty sister tore it into one piece. I couldn't put it back together. I was very angry. It took me an hour to finish the painting. In fact, she tore it into two pieces like this. Three, I was so angry that I burst into tears and squeezed aside. I made a face at my sister and rushed over. I pushed her and said, "Proud, the third grade students in elementary school are all playing pranks. They won't ask questions like mine." ". Then my sister cried and told my mother. My mother criticized me. No matter how I explained that she blamed me, my heart clenched my fists and became hot.

This is my heart, sour, sweet and bitter. , spicy, and what my heart wants to say. Essay 3 on the topic of speaking from the heart

Mom, you care about me, tolerate me, support me in learning, and encourage me. These things are important in my life. I can't get it out of my mind.

I remember one math exam, I finished the test paper at a fast speed, hastily checked it and handed it to the teacher to send the file, I was nervous. and excitedly looking forward to the score. Hundred? Or 98? I kept guessing the score. But when the paper was handed out, I was stunned! Completed, plus other errors, I only had 84.

Teacher Ma Ma came to the side and said to me: "Wu Jialin, what should I do now? I only have one minute. Is this your true level?" "I lowered my head, my face was hot, and I was miserable.

After school, I didn't even dare to go home: she would talk about me!

When I got home, I slowly took out the test paper, but should I show it to my mother?

"Is this a test paper?" You found out, I almost cried and gave you the test paper. But you said to me calmly and gently: "Why are you so careless this time?"

"Mom, I'm sorry for..."

"We must be careful, mom tomorrow A question for you, a set of things to do next."

"Mom, there are a lot of things I have to do to stop being sloppy. The twelfth writes that you can get 96 points. So, you have to work hard, you know? "

" Got it. I nodded vigorously. We laughed happily together.

Mom, thank you, but without your encouragement, I would lose confidence. I love you mom. Composition 4 on the topic of talking about what is in the heart

Everyone has his or her own thoughts, and I also have a little secret, which is my full gratitude to you, cousin.

Once, my leg was scratched, and it happened that my cousin came to my house to play. I took you downstairs to play, and when I saw an open sewer cover, I started bragging and said to you: "Look, my leg is injured, but I can still jump over it, do you believe it?" I thought You would say you don't believe it, but you looked at me with concern and said, "Cousin, your leg is injured. Let's stop playing. Let's sit here and look at the scenery!" But how could I miss this opportunity to express myself? He quickly said: "Watch it!" Then he made a cool pose and jumped forward! But when my legs hurt, I fell in the air. I hurriedly held on to the ground to prevent myself from falling into the sewer. You ran over quickly, held my hand and pulled it up, helping me out of danger. You said with a straight face and out of breath: "Don't brag again in the future." Because I was too nervous at the time, I didn't say thank you to you, so here I say "Thank you, cousin!"

Another time, you helped me. I am your family dog ??bite, and you are also very anxious, but I dare not tell my mother, for fear that my mother will scold me and get into trouble. You told me that my dog ??was bitten by the consequences of not giving injections. I ran home quickly and told my mother. My mother anxiously sent me to the "477" hospital. When in the hospital, you told me to buy a lot of snacks and watch TV with me. A few days later, I was in the hospital, and you were the first person to comfort me. I am very grateful to you.

Cousin, without you, I may face death and madness. I am deeply grateful to you, cousin!