Senior two writes five 700-word compositions.

Day after day, time flies, and the Spring Festival is coming soon. Whenever the Spring Festival approaches, every household is beaming and carefully preparing for a bumper year. Before the Chinese New Year, people who had been busy for a year were busy purchasing all kinds of festive new year's goods, and major shopping malls and purchasing centers were crowded. With smiles on their faces, the children happily followed their parents, with new clothes in their hands and all kinds of delicious snacks. Don't mention how happy they are!

My memory of Chinese New Year was discovered by accident in my mother's busy schedule. Whenever the Spring Festival comes, my parents will take me to the Convention and Exhibition Center for shopping, and buy packages of candies of various flavors, nuts such as pistachios, pecans, hazelnuts and pine nuts, as well as peanuts, melon seeds and raisins. Looking at the exaggerated hawking actions of those merchants, the endless hawking sounds and the scenes of customers snapping up items, I felt a strong flavor of the year.

On New Year's Eve, we sat around the dinner table, and my father raised a glass to wish each other with relatives and friends. They pushed a cup for a change and talked and laughed: my mother has been taking pictures with her mobile phone, admiring her masterpiece and recording that wonderful time, while I was shoveling fish eggs into my mouth. The rich dishes on the dining table are steaming, and everyone is tasting delicious food.

After dinner, we all sat on the sofa and watched the long-awaited Spring Festival Gala with relish. As we approach 12, we are all expecting the New Year bell to ring. 12 o'clock, the bell rang, there was deafening firecrackers outside the window, and fireworks came one after another: colorful patterns appeared in the dark sky, and fireworks were blooming its beauty. Although fleeting, it left a deep memory and a happy mood for people.

There was a crackling firecrackers outside the house, high and low, and New Year's Eve quietly left in the crackling firecrackers …

On the morning of the first day of junior high school, people in every household put on new clothes and hats, and visited relatives and friends. Everywhere is full of lanterns and colorful decorations, full of excitement. People wish each other peace, happiness and happiness in the new year!

This is the Spring Festival in my memory. It's wonderful and beautiful, which makes me remember it vividly.

2. The composition of senior two is 700 words.

Hua Lin thanked Chunhong. What a hurry! In a blink of an eye, three years of school time passed in a hurry. Time will pass, but the memory of three years will last forever. Liu Yawen, an elegant and quiet girl, is like an orchid, blooming in a quiet and empty valley. Although unknown to everyone, she still blooms her own beauty. In the eyes of many people, she is a bit strange, even withdrawn. But I know this is not the case. She just likes to be quiet. Sometimes I "fly into a rage" because she is too quiet, but in the end I give in to her silent but soothing "quiet". For three years, she has been silently accompanying me, accompanying me through my sadness and my happiness. She is my precious memory.

Wang Mingli, a "fan" who loves music. She's a little crazy. She likes to hold a bunch of lyrics after class and sing loudly surrounded by all of us. Therefore, she won the title of "God of Songs" and was often complacent. When all of us are struggling for scores and rankings, she can still plug in headphones calmly and completely ignore the noisy us. Her classic motto is: "Grades have nothing to do with me, I just need to do my best and leave the rest to God!" " ! Who cares! "So calm, she has repeatedly diluted my sadness about academic retrogression. Yes, as long as you work hard, God will never fail! She likes singing, which is another memory of mine.

Zhou Xiaobo, I've always wanted to open his skull and see what's inside. He has countless funny expressions every day. He is always happy and has no worries. Every time I get angry, he always sticks up his so-called "sexy" orchid finger and adds "Oh, I didn't mean to! Hate, don't be angry with me. " That greasy coquetry, my rainy face, will soon be pulled out by him a ray of sunshine. Funny him and spoiled him were carefully added to my memory file and will be preserved for a long time.

I know I will meet more people in the future, but they will always be my memory and will be kept in my memory for a long time. Thank god, let me meet the most beautiful one among them in my lifetime!

3. Writing 700 words in Senior Two.

Speaking of rural areas, rural areas often give people a good feeling. Everything in the countryside is so beautiful and natural and harmonious. When I got off the highway, I went to the countryside. We walked on the soft sandy beach with light steps, which was very comfortable. When we go down, you will see rows of houses, which make people feel so warm and sweet. The house is made of bricks with windows hanging on it, so we can see the beautiful scenery outside through the windows from home.

Every summer, all kinds of grotesque claws are hung on the melon rack in front of the house, which makes people feel like they are in a green ocean. At noon and in the evening, we will move to a small table, put food on the table and eat it in the sky.

In the countryside, every family keeps a few chickens. In the morning, when the rooster crows, people get up early to go to work. We are children! Nothing to do, nothing to do, just follow the hen every day, hoping to harvest a few eggs.

In front of the door, clear streams crisscross, and the sound of running water drills into the ears. Our children like water best. Usually I always play games such as "floating branches" and "splashing water" on the stream, and sometimes I shake my feet in the water.

Looking from a height, the fields are green, and hardworking farmers sow and sow in summer. I hope this autumn will be another harvest season.

I often stand in a quiet and comfortable place, looking up at the beautiful scenery and breathing the fresh and sweet air. At this time, I was surprised to find that the sky in the countryside is so blue; Clouds are so white and soft; These trees are tall and lush. At the moment, I have endless words …

Although the countryside is not as prosperous as the city, it can be so leisurely and quiet.

In the countryside, although there are no high-rise buildings in the city, there are rows of warm and sweet houses.

Although there is no big pool in the city in the countryside, there is no stream full of childlike interest.

Although there are no urban amusement parks in rural areas, the vast land is a paradise for children. ...

I love my hometown, and I love the rural scenery, because no matter what time and season, it is always so beautiful, and there is always a unique, attractive and beautiful scenery.

4. Writing 700 words in Senior Two.

Ah, I hope Laoyou has finally arrived. Today, I went swimming with my father and others.

We came to the swimming pool, everything was done, and we began to swim.

At first, I used my own breaststroke: I raised my feet to the sides of my waist, perpendicular to my waist, and then bent my knees to the limit. This is a preparatory action. At the beginning of swimming, straighten your feet, then tilt your feet at an angle of about 130 degrees with your waist, then bend your knees to the limit and lift your thighs at an angle of about 90 degrees with your waist. Push the water back with your hands like circles on the flat ground.

After a while, everyone said that there would be a competition, and whoever reached the finish line first would win, and so on. Number of participants: three. Referee: Dad. Only when dad said "start" did everyone rush out. I first stepped on the wall with my foot, then ran for a while, and then swam. I swam and swam, and I was exhausted halfway through. Because breaststroke can swim very fast, but it is also a waste of energy. I stood in situ to recover my strength and looked at the dragon behind me. I saw two contestants' sisters. She was a little behind. At this speed, the distance between them will only widen. So my sister had a brainwave and reached out and caught our friend. Our friend swam for a while, then he was out of breath. My sister took advantage of her surprise to pull our friend back. She swam for a few meters without blowing off the dust, but she still had a distance from me. At this moment, our friend rushed over like an arrow. Left my sister behind. After a while. That friend passed me. I turned to catch up, but I just couldn't swim. It turned out that my sister pulled me, so I couldn't pull it down. I am anxious and helpless. Urgent is urgent. The distance from that friend to the finish line is exactly equal to the distance between me and her. Helpless is helpless. I can't catch up. I used my quick wits. I beat the water with my foot. My sister let go because her face was covered with water. I pursue victory and swim again. I suddenly felt light, so I swam faster and faster. I caught up with her only three or four meters away from the finish line, but I had no strength, so I gritted my teeth and rushed to the finish line. Later, the other two swimmers swam to the finish line one after another.

This swimming is really exciting!

5. Writing 700 words in Senior Two.

Just after the summer vacation, I suddenly lost my parents' nagging and the teacher's urging, which really didn't suit me. In the first few days, I didn't know how to spend it, so I had to read at home. I came across a book about "milk tea". I think: milk tea is just milk and tea. What is the need to write a book? ! What Hong Kong-style milk tea and English-style milk tea are on the market, aren't they fooling people? Well, why don't you feel it yourself? I carefully studied the method of making milk tea in the book, and then thought of giving my milk tea a name: Zheng's milk tea? Not domineering enough! Zheng's milk tea Interesting!

You have to make up your own name when you think of it. The milk powder at home is ready-made, just ask dad to borrow some tea! My idea was supported by two gourmets (mom and dad) in my family. So, I washed the milk powder with hot water, and then put the tea soaked in tea leaves. After careful mixing, a cup of "Zheng's milk tea" is ready.

I proudly took my milk tea to my mother, the food safety inspector at home: "Mom, try it!" " ""What is this, white or not, yellow or not? "My mother's comments left me speechless." It's really rare and strange. This is my independent research and development of' official milk tea'! "I answered loudly. Mother said doubtfully, "Is this drinkable?" Having said that, I carefully took a sip of milk tea. I looked at my mother's expression with trepidation. She closed her eyes nervously and tasted it, then opened her eyes wide and nodded: "Yes, adding some sugar is my taste!"! "My mother's encouragement almost moved me to tears.

"Son, is there anything delicious only for mom? Is there anything for dad? " I shook my head helplessly. Dad is still narrow-minded! "Just right, it's not bad to try my son's homemade milk tea!" At the suggestion of his mother, his father took the cup and drank it at once. I was proud, but my father pulled out some tea leaves from his mouth with a bitter face and said, "Why is it different from what I drank outside?" Do you want to filter this tea? " Dad really woke up the dreamer with a word!

Under the praise and guidance of two family gourmets, my "Zheng's milk tea" was officially launched, and it sold well in the Zheng family for a summer ... Let my summer vacation be full and happy!