I didn't control myself to write a composition that time.

1. I didn't control myself at that time. I was really scared. Everyone was scared. Some people are afraid of fierce dogs, some people are afraid of swimming snakes ... but you know what I'm afraid of? What I am afraid of is a "ghost" that doesn't exist at all.

I remember it was in the fourth grade. After school, I finished my duty, picked up my schoolbag and left school. It was very late.

The wind roared, and occasionally only a few people hurried by on the road. Walking on the empty road, I can't help but think of the horrible characters in online games, such as zombies covered in blood, ghosts who come and go without a trace, vampires with blue faces and fangs, sleepy hollow and so on.

Always timid, I can't help but feel creepy and speed up my steps. Just then, I heard a sound of "sand-sand-"behind me, as if something was quietly following me, which scared me into a cold sweat.

Ah! Unless the ghost of the virtual world comes to the real world? The more I think about it, the more scared I am. I dare not go straight ahead without looking back, as if I would be caught by a ghost when I turn around. I ran home panting.

Pushing open the door, I ran into the room sweating and sat on the sofa. My mother asked me strangely, "How can you sweat on such a cold day?" I was out of breath and said, "No! I met a ghost! He followed me all the way! " Then tell the story to mom from beginning to end.

Mom smiled and said, "How can there be ghosts in the world? Ghosts are made up by people to scare people. It does not exist in real life.

If you think there is a ghost, it's a ghost in your heart. ""What about the sand-sand voice? "I'll find out.

"This question is very simple. Because your pants are too long, they will make a sand-sand sound when rubbing the ground. "

Mom replied. Oh! I see! What a false alarm! From then on, I remembered my mother's words, "Don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door".

I no longer believe in ghosts, and I am no longer afraid to walk alone at night. I was really scared at that time. At twelve o'clock that night, my parents went to work overtime, and I was the only one at home. I was so scared.

I secretly prayed in my heart: God bless, let mom and dad go home from work quickly, I don't want to sleep alone at home! Alas, mom and dad know I'm afraid to sleep alone, so don't come back soon, really! I saw the evening breeze blowing up the curtains. I climbed into bed, trying to grab the curtain and shout at them, don't scare me, but the wind stopped and I calmed down again. I suddenly found that this quiet night was even more frightening. I curled up in the corner of the bed and kept talking to myself for fear that I would think of something I was afraid of.

I know there is no ghost in this world, but I always think of it. Sweat came out of my head. I buried my head in the quilt, only to find that it was dark inside, which was even more frightening. I have to stick my head out. Alas, I cried in my heart. Why didn't my parents come back? Why do you work overtime for so long? Through the gap in the curtain, I saw a "ghost" staggering towards me. With a scream, I closed my eyes and shook my head hard to make myself forget what I had just seen. When I opened my eyes, I found that it was not a ghost, but a tree.

I laughed at myself: Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, how can you treat a tree as a ghost? You have gone too far! I feel cold all over, as if I had just taken a cold bath. I wrapped the quilt tightly around me for fear that ghosts would come to my trouble. The house is empty and there is no light. I'm the only one in the big bed. Tossing and turning can't sleep.

I really want to ask my parents to come back to sleep with me early, but I dare not. My whole body is covered with goose bumps, and I cover my eyes with my hands from time to time, for fear of seeing horrible things again.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound, and my screams pierced the silent night. I'm shaking all over. I decided to open my eyes. It turns out that mom and dad have come back. I paused, then I smiled happily, jumped up and down on the bed, and hugged my mother selflessly for fear that she would leave again. Finally, I fell asleep.

That time, I was really scared.

2. I can't control my 450 words "Great" in my composition. I shouted happily.

It turns out that mom and dad have hired jiaozi today. I used to just gobble up, but I don't know how they got jiaozi. I thought the stuffing had legs and ran into the middle of the skin. Today, my parents are jiaozi. I must open my eyes and have a good look.

I'll take some stuffing and dumpling wrappers first and go back to my room happily to wrap jiaozi. I thought, "With my talent, I can teach myself! I mean, I've never eaten pork or seen a pig run. "

I hold the dumpling wrapper in my left hand and a chopstick stuffing in my right hand. I put it in the center of the dumpling wrapper, sandwich both ends of the dumpling wrapper and squeeze it hard. Unexpectedly, the stuffing went through jiaozi like a bug. As soon as I saw it, I quickly stopped the stuffing, but the skin was still open.

After a long time, Pi Er just can't keep his mouth shut. I used two more dumpling wrappers and put them on the jiaozi. I finally wrapped a jiaozi with three dumpling wrappers.

But my darling, like a victorious general, swaggered with a big belly. Looking at this jiaozi, I think there must be too much stuffing. I'll try it again. This time, I only wrapped a little stuffing, but I didn't expect it to close in the middle and become a "hippo" and lentils.

Dad saw it and smiled. Having said that, I flew into a rage, threw jiaozi into the trash can and sat on the sofa watching TV.

Having said that, my mother came up to me and said calmly, "Failure is the mother of success. With the bitter cold of plum blossom fragrance, how can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? " I'm listening.

At that time, I finally satisfied my 600-word composition. I don't need to increase my wealth, but reduce my desire. To control yourself is to reduce unnecessary desires, so as to concentrate on doing things well and succeed.

Only by controlling yourself can we constantly restrain ourselves, improve ourselves, improve ourselves, concentrate on moving forward, achieve success and achieve personal achievements.

After the founding of New China, Zhu De, the founding father of our country, visited an art gallery and was attracted by a beautiful work of art inside. When the staff saw it, they wrapped it up and put it in Zhu De's car. Zhu De found it and sent it back immediately. He refused to accept what he loved, and reason prevailed over sensibility. He controlled himself and was always revered and praised. Similarly, both Bailey, who insisted on not smoking for many years, and Saint-Simon, who overcame the habit of staying up late, have super self-discipline and are good at controlling themselves. They all succeeded in the end and reached the tip of their lives.

However, people can bear the blow, but can't bear the indulgence. Indulgence will only ruin their reputation. Noriko Sakai's drug abuse, Edison Chen's "pornographic photos" and Phelps's smoking marijuana ... these things remind us all the time not to indulge ourselves, but one careless move is a lifelong regret.

Controlling oneself can also make the enterprise develop better, and make its own enterprise stick to integrity and achieve better results.

"What is quality? A self-discipline ability. " President Haier's words still reverberate in my ears like a breeze. He found that there were quality problems in the newly produced refrigerators in the letters from users, so he picked up a sledgehammer and let the employees smash these refrigerators themselves. What he sees is not his own interests, but the interests of customers; "You have to remember that all ideals should have a degree, otherwise, it becomes a desire! The teacher's words deeply influenced Li Yanhong, president of Baidu, and made him only focus on being a Chinese engine and never expand. A Japanese company that produces quick-frozen dumplings, because its employees only pursue efficiency and ignore quality, its sales performance declines month by month. The manager of the company, Yoshikazu Kato, tracked every jiaozi to everyone and solved the problem. These examples tell us that managing ourselves is the premise of a company's long-term success, and it is precisely because the bosses of these companies have strong self-discipline that the company can make rapid progress and enjoy excellent reputation.

Controlling oneself can also promote social harmony. If everyone consciously queues up when they get on the bus; If you don't spit everywhere; If everyone can throw the garbage into the trash can, these meager efforts will eventually converge into a powerful force, and a powerful country will emerge, and there will be no more slogans such as "No Smoking" and "No Lawn Entry" written only in Chinese.

The top of the mountain, one step further, is the cliff. Only by controlling yourself and pulling back from the cliff in time can we keep the height of the mountain forever.

Endure for a while and strive for the future. To control yourself is to defeat yourself; To control yourself is to improve yourself. Laozi said, "The winner is strong." Yes, only those who can control themselves can let their ship of life escape from the whirlpool of temptation and sail straight to the other side of success.

4. The growth story composition is full of joy, anger, sadness and joy in the growth story of everyone who controls himself or cannot control himself; Everyone's growth story is worth remembering by ourselves. The story of growing up is extremely colorful and endless. Pepper is spicy, and the powder made by hard work is bitter. ...

Unfolding my picture scroll of memory, an event of last summer vacation seemed to come back to my eyes.

One day on holiday, I was reading on the balcony and suddenly found two gray pigeons fluttering outside the balcony. Oh! I carefully looked at two pigeons with two twigs in their mouths and thought, what are they going to do? I stood on tiptoe and quietly hid behind the curtain. I found them putting down their twigs and flying away. Soon, they flew back with branches in their mouths. Oh! I see, they are afraid of my loneliness and come to be my neighbors! In this way, I fly around again and again, but I can't see them resting. The next afternoon, after school, I rushed to the balcony and found their little home built.

Soon, the mother pigeon laid two eggs. Since her baby landed, she has been squatting, wrapped in her warm wings, and never leaving, as if afraid that someone would rob her. Where's the male pigeon? I haven't seen it again. It seems to have evaporated and disappeared. My curiosity finally made me unable to control myself. I gently pushed open the screen window and reached out to touch her feathers. Suddenly, she stretched out her neck and gave me a peck with her sharp mouth. All her feathers stood on end and her wings flapped. I think I was hit by a high voltage. God, I'm scared to death! I quickly closed the window and made a gesture to catch her "baby" through the glass. I saw that her eyes were about to explode, and her wings beat against the window desperately, and the glass was almost broken. I was a little funny and thought, don't you know I'm teasing you? Suddenly, I found blood on the glass, ah! It turns out that its wings are cracked.

From that day on, I put rice and millet at home, in short, pigeon's favorite food, on a plate and beside it. It thought I was hostile to it and cocked its feathers and stared at me. I didn't dare to look into its eyes, so I crept away quickly.

Motherly love is really the greatest and most selfless love in the world! In order to protect their children, regardless of their own safety, a small body dares to fight with humans. I am not sensible, grow up slowly and look at my mother. Isn't it? Afraid I'm hot, afraid I'm cold, afraid I don't have enough to eat, afraid I don't wear warm clothes, ...

5. I can't control my 450 words "Great" in my composition. I shouted happily. It turns out that mom and dad have hired jiaozi today. I used to just gobble up, but I don't know how they got jiaozi. I thought the stuffing had legs and ran into the middle of the skin. Today, my parents are jiaozi. I must open my eyes and have a good look.

I'll take some stuffing and dumpling wrappers first and go back to my room happily to wrap jiaozi. I thought, "With my talent, I can teach myself! I mean, I've never eaten pork or seen a pig run. "

I hold the dumpling wrapper in my left hand and a chopstick stuffing in my right hand. I put it in the center of the dumpling wrapper, sandwich both ends of the dumpling wrapper and squeeze it hard. Unexpectedly, the stuffing went through jiaozi like a bug. As soon as I saw it, I quickly stopped the stuffing, but the skin was still open. After a long time, Pi Er just can't keep his mouth shut. I used two more dumpling wrappers and put them on the jiaozi. I finally wrapped a jiaozi with three dumpling wrappers. But my darling, like a victorious general, swaggered with a big belly. Looking at this jiaozi, I think there must be too much stuffing. I'll try it again. This time, I only wrapped a little stuffing, but I didn't expect it to close in the middle and become a "hippo" and lentils. Dad saw it and smiled. Having said that, I flew into a rage, threw jiaozi into the trash can and sat on the sofa watching TV. Having said that, my mother came up to me and said calmly, "Failure is the mother of success. With the bitter cold of plum blossom fragrance, how can you see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? " I listen

6. The composition "Control yourself" seems simple, but it is not easy to really do these four words. Some people who always like to "brag to the sky" will definitely say "I have super self-control, I can control myself" when they see this. I think this must be the so-called "giant in language and dwarf in action" in the eyes of celebrities! Among them are businessmen, farmers, workers, undertaker and teenagers. There should be many things that they should control. If businessmen want to resist the temptation in front of money, they must resist the greedy eyes. If workers want to resist the "big fish and big meat life", they must resist some illegal thoughts that itch inside; In order to avoid kidnapping, Haitong must resist the so-called "lollipop, playground" and other attractive words; If teenagers want to avoid youth rebellion and crime, they must restrain their impulsive temper; All this mainly lies in one word, that is, "persistence" and strong will. "Political Science" says: Strong will is the guarantee of our firm life goals and the premise of developing good behavior habits. So everyone should get ready and start to control themselves.

7. Alas, everyone is afraid sometimes. Some people are afraid of fierce dogs, while others are afraid of swimming snakes ... but you know what I'm afraid of? What I am afraid of is a "ghost" that doesn't exist at all.

I remember it was in the fourth grade. After school, I finished my duty, picked up my schoolbag and left school. It was very late.

The wind roared, and occasionally only a few people hurried by on the road. Walking on the empty road, I can't help but think of the horrible characters in online games, such as zombies covered in blood, ghosts who come and go without a trace, vampires with blue faces and fangs, sleepy hollow and so on.

Always timid, I can't help but feel creepy and speed up my steps. Just then, I heard a sound of "sand-sand-"behind me, as if something was quietly following me, which scared me into a cold sweat.

Ah! Unless the ghost of the virtual world comes to the real world? The more I think about it, the more scared I am. I dare not go straight ahead without looking back, as if I would be caught by a ghost when I turn around. I ran home panting.

Pushing open the door, I ran into the room sweating and sat on the sofa. My mother asked me strangely, "How can you sweat on such a cold day?" I was out of breath and said, "No! I met a ghost! He followed me all the way! " Then tell the story to mom from beginning to end.

Mom smiled and said, "How can there be ghosts in the world? Ghosts are made up by people to scare people. It does not exist in real life.

If you think there is a ghost, it's a ghost in your heart. ""What about the sand-sand voice? "I'll find out.

"This question is very simple. Because your pants are too long, they will make a sand-sand sound when rubbing the ground. "

Mom replied. Oh! I see! What a false alarm! From then on, I remembered my mother's words, "Don't do anything wrong, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door".

I no longer believe in ghosts, and I am no longer afraid to walk alone at night. I was really scared at that time. At twelve o'clock that night, my parents went to work overtime, and I was the only one at home. I was so scared.

I secretly prayed in my heart: God bless, let mom and dad go home from work quickly, I don't want to sleep alone at home! Alas, mom and dad know I'm afraid to sleep alone, so don't come back soon, really! I saw the evening breeze blowing up the curtains. I climbed into bed, trying to grab the curtain and shout at them, don't scare me, but the wind stopped and I calmed down again. I suddenly found that this quiet night was even more frightening. I curled up in the corner of the bed and kept talking to myself for fear that I would think of something I was afraid of.

I know there is no ghost in this world, but I always think of it. Sweat came out of my head. I buried my head in the quilt, only to find that it was dark inside, which was even more frightening. I have to stick my head out. Alas, I cried in my heart. Why didn't my parents come back? Why do you work overtime for so long? Through the gap in the curtain, I saw a "ghost" staggering towards me. With a scream, I closed my eyes and shook my head hard to make myself forget what I had just seen. When I opened my eyes, I found that it was not a ghost, but a tree.

I laughed at myself: Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, how can you treat a tree as a ghost? You have gone too far! I feel cold all over, as if I had just taken a cold bath. I wrapped the quilt tightly around me for fear that ghosts would come to my trouble. The house is empty and there is no light. I'm the only one in the big bed. Tossing and turning can't sleep.

I really want to ask my parents to come back to sleep with me early, but I dare not. My whole body is covered with goose bumps, and I cover my eyes with my hands from time to time, for fear of seeing horrible things again.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound, and my screams pierced the silent night. I'm shaking all over. I decided to open my eyes. It turns out that mom and dad have come back. I paused, then I smiled happily, jumped up and down on the bed, and hugged my mother selflessly for fear that she would leave again. Finally, I fell asleep.

That time, I was really scared.

8. Composition on "Control Yourself" Mother's Day Composition 800 words: Motherly love, speechless.

As long as I can remember, my mother has been very busy, and we seldom have a chance to sit down and talk. There is not much language between her and her children, but the affection between us is deep. Looking carefully, the mother who was not confused began to be slightly fat, and the white face in her memory no longer existed. Silver hair also vaguely reminds my mother that she is old. I feel inexplicable pain in my heart. Mother sent away her youth bit by bit before I knew it, for me. Although mother can't read, she cares about us. Every day at school, she never forgets to tell me, "There are many cars on the road, so ride slowly." At this time, I will impatiently reply "I know". When I was a child, my mother never let me go out of the city, and I often quarreled with her about this. I came across Liu Yong's You Are My Hostage. He wrote in it: "We are all hostages. As long as we leave our parents, grandparents, brothers and sisters, we will seize their hearts and become hostages. " "Everyone who is loved is a hostage, and everyone who is loved is a ransom." "Redeem it to the end and put yourself on it." Perhaps because of this, my mother won't let me go out of town for fear of arousing her worried heart. Mother not only goes to work every day, but also cooks for us when she comes home, and never complains. I remember once, it was very cold that day. My mother brought me hot soup as soon as I got home. When I was busy, she told me to burn it carefully. She said it many times in a row for fear that I didn't hear it clearly. This may seem annoying to ordinary people, but it hides another deep thing. My tears fell in the steaming soup.