Junior one Chinese composition

In normal study, work or life, everyone will always come into contact with composition, which is a kind of comprehensive and creative speech activity. What is the composition you have read? The following is my collection of senior one Chinese compositions, which are welcome for your reference and I hope to help you.

The first Chinese composition 1 left the dusty and noisy city, and I wandered between nature. I slowed down and listened quietly, hearing the vitality of the grass breaking through the ground; Look silently and see the hardships of big trees taking root; Sniff lightly and smell the fragrance in the plum blossom snow. These are all the natural beauty I appreciate.

I admire the grass, which drills out hard soil just to bring a touch of new green to the earth. The cold wind howled and frozen the earth, and finally I looked forward to a bright spring, but the earth was still shrouded in extreme cold. Suddenly, a light green appeared on the brown land. That is tenacious grass, which has carved a path on the hard stone ridge with its tender little head. It is not afraid of insect bites, stones and dirt, rushes out of the shackles of clods and decorates spring with the green of life! I appreciate the perseverance of the grass to forge ahead courageously.

I admire this big tree. It has been rooted for ten years, just to provide a shade. There is a tall banyan tree in the park. In the soil at the foot of this tree, there is a world that belongs to it-a world with roots. The stout roots have been buried underground for decades, and they will interweave with each other to weave the dream of the banyan tree on the ground: it must take root hard to absorb nutrients, and the longer it grows, the stronger it will be before it can cast a shadow on the earth. But it doesn't ask for anything in return, just wants to bring people a shade in the hot summer. I appreciate the quality of the silent dedication of the big tree.

I appreciate plum blossom, which sticks to the snow and ice, just to decorate the snowy world with pink. In the extremely cold December, when all the flowers fall asleep, they just smile on the branches. It has no intention of fighting for spring, but as an envoy of spring, it leaves in a hurry after arriving. Instead of fighting for it, it tries its best to decorate this snowy winter with its thin pink. Perhaps only in this noble way will the branches fall again, and there is still a faint fragrance lingering in the world. Appreciate the nobility of plum blossom standing proudly in the cold branch.

I devote myself to nature, make friends with every grass, tree and plum blossom, learn their fine qualities of endeavor, dedication and purity, and appreciate the most beautiful nature.

Beauty is a layer of ripples, a rough sea, a late autumn in which fallen leaves are dancing and fruits are fragrant, a grass is dancing and a grass is a thousand miles away. But I want to say: beauty is the goodness of the human heart.

On an ordinary road and in an ordinary time, an unusual thing happened. At noon, the sun seems to be roasting the earth. I walked dizzy on my way home, and my eyes were dark. Just as I was walking on the zebra crossing, suddenly, a speeding tricycle rushed to the people on the zebra crossing. People are caught off guard and anxious like ants on hot bricks. But a girl was blocked by the crowd and ran around like a headless fly. It happened that it was hit by a tricycle. Fortunately, the tricycle braked at the last minute. The owner got out of the car and looked at her in horror. The girl was conscious, so she struggled to get up. When she saw her climbing, the host quickly lifted her up and apologized to her.

I walked towards the crowd, too, wondering how the owner would solve it. The girl asked the host to call her family first, but the host obviously hesitated, obviously afraid that her family lion would talk, but in the end, he called. Her family came, a couple with gray temples. The couple first asked the girl if she was injured, but the girl answered no. I thought the couple would give money to the car, but what they said next was shocking. The old man said, "It's not easy for everyone. I think he is also poor. Well, you can apologize to my daughter, and that will be all right. " The shopkeeper opened his eyes wide and quickly said, "Thank you! Thank you. Miss, I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time. " As a result, they parted ways, and there was no quarrel, no quarrel, and no struggle for interests. This is beauty, inner beauty.

Beauty is a tolerant and tolerant heart. Is to take a step back and broaden the horizon. Let's make the world more beautiful!

Chinese is everywhere and can be found in every corner of life. For example, I learned Chinese from games.

I like Chinese very much, but I lack talent. In the game again, the teacher asked me to learn Chinese. On a sunny morning, the sun shines on the earth, and the earth is full of vitality. The teacher led us to play the game of "folding flowers" in the sun. Rules of the game: 2 1 person, 3 people in a pile. Hearing the whistle, three people immediately formed a pile. If there is no pile or more than three piles in the end, the loser must recite a poem or a text (without repetition), and the final winner will be rated as the best and praised by the teacher. After the rules of the game were worked out, we started the game and came out one by one. He was also sent off because he ran too late.

A text, my mind went blank for a while, and I suddenly remembered an article that I couldn't recite a few days ago. I won many people's praise by reciting it, and others recited poems or texts one after another, for example, "I woke up happily in the spring morning, and birds sang around me." But now I still remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. "This is a poem in" Spring Dawn ". "The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Will it frost? I looked up and found it was moonlight and sank back. I suddenly thought of home. "This is a poem similar to Silent Night Thinking. They recite well. Even the worst students in our class recite articles. I am surprised! I am very happy, too! Among us girls, my good friend Xiaohua won. Among the boys in our class, Xiao Gang won. They were praised and praised by the teacher. Although I didn't win the prize, I gained something. The teacher praised me and said that my article was well recited. The sun shines on my face, but my heart is very happy.

I learned Chinese in the game and now I like it very much. In that game, I learned that Chinese is not as difficult as we thought. If we work hard, everything can be successful, and we can learn Chinese quickly.

Junior one Chinese composition 4 is you.

I feel very lucky. The first music teacher I met in junior high school was him.

In the first music lesson, when the fat music starts, let's sing the song of the seven sons-Macau. I saw his intoxicated eyes slightly closed, and his hand seemed to touch the keys gently, and a beautiful prelude flowed out. We sang in unison, and in a trance, I felt that I was brought to that place where the sea breeze blew.

At the end of the song, the fat teacher suddenly stood up and said in a mysterious tone, "I heard from the chorus of everyone that a girl has a good intonation, and she is very emotional and has a good voice." Who is she? "At this moment, he pointed at us, drew a big circle in the air, and then suddenly pointed at me and said," It's you! " "

"ah? That will be a day! When we first met, how did he distinguish my voice from the chorus of more than forty students? " I was too surprised to speak.

"You must have practiced musical instruments. Your primary school is a choir. Please give it to your classmates again.

Sing it once, will you? "

"It's amazing! How did he know that I had studied musical instruments, and how did he know that I was in the primary school choir? Sing it again? When ... but good! " This unexpected way of praise from the teacher surprised and excited me.

The fat teacher seemed to understand my mind, smiled at me a little proudly, and then returned to the piano bench, and the beautiful prelude sounded again. The beautiful melody once made me forget everything, and I sang emotionally.

Next, the fat teacher told us that music is not the monopoly of singers and performers. In fact, music is everywhere. Then, he began to show us his carefully edited movie clips and led us to enjoy the background music.

This is the first time I have met a music teacher with such amazing hearing, and it is also the first time I have had such a touching film music appreciation class. Looking back on the six years of primary school, I always think that music class is dispensable, because class is nothing more than singing some old songs, and music class is often occupied by Chinese teachers or math teachers. Unexpectedly, in the first music class of junior high school, I was impressed by the artistic accomplishment of the fat teacher. Since then, the next music class has become my happy expectation.

In our life, we can't live without Chinese. Without Chinese, there would be no glory and darkness in the world. Without Chinese, the world is like a cup of boiled water, insipid and tasteless.

One spring festival, my mother and I were buying new year's goods. When we passed a lottery shop, we suddenly looked up and saw a slogan that read 16: buy early and buy late, buy sooner or later; Sooner or later, sooner or later. When I passed a magnificent clothing store, a striking slogan was posted on the door: All clothes should be obedient. Makes me feel: great.

When I was a child, my mother and I came back from a relative's house and saw a house with the words "tire repair" painted on it. My mother said to me, "Look at that' tire repair'. Is there anything wrong? " When I was young, I remembered the word no, and my mother asked me to go back and check. I went back to open the dictionary and looked up the phonetic sequence "B". It turned out that the word "clothes" in it became "Shi Zi", with an apostrophe missing, and finally it was written like this. The painter made a mistake because he had to finish the task quickly and be lazy. Some people see that the seals are all printed wrong, so they talk about the quality of service inside, instead of going there to "mend the tires", which is counterproductive.

In xxxx AD, a poet wrote such a sentence, and it was cut with a door. "The breeze can't read, why do you turn over the books?" Why should this short poem be copied with all the doors? The result is this: Breeze can't read, so why turn over the books? This is just a description of an ordinary scene of a person: the wind blows the books. That's all, in fact, there is no anti-Qing thought. It turned out that people in the Qing Dynasty mistook him for anti-Qing: "Qing" in the Qing Dynasty and "Qing" in the breeze. In fact, the poet didn't do it on purpose, but the ministers of the Qing Dynasty misunderstood him and insulted the Qing Dynasty. It's really wrong to be blacked out because of a clear sentence!

Chinese is closely related to our life. Only by careful observation can we understand the true meaning and wonders of Chinese.

This summer, I participated in the summer camp for young journalists. I gained a lot in this activity. I learned to take care of myself, share happiness with my friends, and experienced the difficulty of leaving my parents.

Every morning, when the phone rings, I get up and start a pleasant trip with my friends.

In this summer camp, I put everything I bought neatly in my wallet and took it home. If there is no invoice, I'll ask the salesperson to hand-write one and sign it. When I got home, my mother looked at the invoice and asked me in surprise, "How did you think of asking someone else for an invoice?" I said proudly, "so you can know what I bought!" " "Before attending this activity, my parents were very worried, but I told you with practical actions that I grew up!

During these four days, many interesting things happened. In the evening, the boat wobbled and everyone couldn't sleep, so we sneaked up to the third floor for coffee. When we had a good time, the teacher really appeared and drove us back to our room to sleep, but the partners still didn't give up. As soon as the teacher left, we opened the door and ran out. This time, we were surprised to find a place to make cakes. It happened that today was a child's birthday, so we made him a cake ourselves. Just as we were celebrating happily, the teacher appeared again. Everyone excitedly showed their cake to the teacher, told the teacher that we were celebrating our little friend's birthday, and the teacher joined us in the joy. Finally, all the cream on the cake turned into cream on our faces, and the partners looked at each other's big faces and shook their heads with laughter.

The four-day summer camp soon ended, but he brought me not only happiness, but more importantly, I learned to live alone and experienced the meaning of team life.

I was deeply impressed by the sudden heavy rain this summer.

It was an afternoon after several hot and difficult days. The burning sun scorched the earth, and the cicada cried testily in the tree, "Hot, hot!" " "The flowers in the garden are tired.

People hung their heads and were a little breathless from the heat.

I don't know where it came from, but one lead cloud after another. The clear sky soon darkened, and the dull thunder in the distance approached. I don't know where a strong wind came from, but it roared past like joining in the fun and blew the tree down. In the blink of an eye, raindrops as big as soybeans swept down, and a huge rain curtain hung between heaven and earth. There was a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, and thousands of raindrops hung straight down from the sky and landed on the opposite roof. The splashing water enveloped the roof in smoke, and the nearby and distant buildings were hidden in the rain, rising and falling, revealing a mysterious atmosphere. Rain drops on the ground, splashing small white flowers. . . . . . The tall and straight poplars in the yard were blown by the wind, and the raindrops slipped from the leaves and fell "beep beep beep". Raindrops fall from eaves and walls to form columns of water. It was raining heavily, and the rain as dense as a waterfall was blown like smoke by the strong wind. . . . . .

The heavy rain finally put away its majestic momentum, gradually became smaller, and the wind became softer. The breeze blew, and the rain curtain tilted, like a soft silk falling on trees and high buildings, and like fine sand scattered down. . . . . .

Finally, the sun rushed out of the clouds. In the distance, a rainbow hung on the horizon and the whole earth was bathed in the sun. However, poplars look green and tall, flowers become more gorgeous and dazzling after being baptized by rain, and grasslands are lush. The sky is very clear and the air is fresh and humid. . . . . .

What a fine rain!

Because of a sudden epidemic, schools can't start as scheduled, and public places such as shopping malls and playgrounds can't open normally. As students, we have also started to study on the cloud. Some of us study very hard and get new gains every day. Some people can't adapt to this special way of learning and have no resistance to all kinds of temptations. Now I want to tell you about my interesting life on the cloud.

In the morning, the sunshine through the window woke me up. It's dawn, and it's most appropriate to do some exercise in the yard: boxing, gymnastics and skipping rope are all good choices. Exercise my muscles and bones, and I will start a beautiful day refreshed. After exercise, I will drink a cup of boiled water to replenish the water lost by my body. Then I went to the bookshelf and picked up a book at random, and started my pleasant reading journey. As the saying goes, "books are the ladder of human progress." Therefore, we should take books as our friends and make books a gas station for our growth.

After breakfast, I opened the nail and started my day's study and life there. In math class, the teacher led us to explore the mystery of mathematics. After class, the teacher carefully arranged homework for us, so that we could master new knowledge and review old knowledge efficiently. The Chinese class is lively and interesting, and the Chinese teacher can always bring us into interesting scenes through her infectious language and let us be there. The Chinese teacher will also share some books and articles with us, so that we can appreciate the charm of words. Besides, we also have interesting courses such as Colorful Arts, Fun Handicrafts, Rhythm Time and Scientific Exploration, which make our study life more colorful.

After dinner is my own leisure time: watching TV, reading, practicing calligraphy and playing games with my sister. No matter what I do, I am very happy.

Living on the cloud is a special experience, during which we can't indulge ourselves, because many people are working hard for us to return to school. I believe that as long as we make reasonable arrangements, life on the cloud is also delicious!

The most exciting moment has come, and my heart has not been calm for a long time. I quickly turned on the TV and watched the program "Chinese Character Spelling Contest" and their wonderful performance.

As soon as the game started, they became nervous. The first team to play is Shaanxi team. It's time for the host to make a topic. My heart rises slowly like a thermometer. I heard the word "enemy chief" and slowly calmed down. I can write it myself, but they wrote it wrong. What a pity; Then, the second word is "dental caries". I was blindsided because I couldn't write. I quickly looked it up in the dictionary, read the explanation and recorded it in my notebook. Then came the third word, four words and so on. This is becoming more and more difficult. I don't know how to write, so I concentrate on the strokes and glyphs of every word they write, and then record them in my notebook.

The game immediately decided the outcome. They not only work harder for the first place, but also work harder for the ability to accumulate words. Even the most difficult questions let us write according to the meaning of the words. What is even more unexpected is that they are written correctly. This is the cohesion of Chinese! Gradually, there are fewer people on the field and the fighting capacity is getting stronger and stronger. My vocabulary seems to have increased by 80% at once, and I have become busy, taking notes and taking notes. I hope I can write this word without hesitation next time. After about ten minutes of "fierce fighting", the outcome was finally decided. It can be seen how big the vocabulary of the winner is!

The most exciting moment passed, and my heart gradually calmed down. After watching this fierce Chinese spelling contest, I understand that a person's vocabulary should be accumulated slowly. Chinese is everywhere in our life. Watching TV is actually learning Chinese.

Today's exam is the final exam, and I am particularly nervous. The bell rang for the first class. I am very anxious. I hurried to the bathroom and ran in. I took a deep breath.

I found in my seat that my deskmate had not come yet. He is usually earlier than me. I think I must have done better than him by coming so early. Our class has already started to do the second question, and the deskmate didn't come. Why is he late for such an important exam? I'm worried about him. There is only one hour before the exam. I don't know if he can finish it!

The first exam was math, and I was a little nervous when I saw the face of the invigilator. At this moment, I remembered that my mother told me that I had to settle down before I could do it well. So I carefully completed every question in the exam and examination. Except for one question that I'm not sure about, everything else feels good. After the invigilator finished collecting the papers, the Chinese teacher came in and said, how many people answered the last additional question? The students raised their hands. The teacher counted, one, two, three ... The teacher said: All the students who raised their hands did it right! I am very happy to hear the news. I did this problem correctly. I think this paper can get full marks!

During the break, we talked about the topic of the math exam in succession on the playground. Ding Rinrin, the bell rang and all the students returned to the classroom. We started the Chinese exam. Uh huh! We also have a "detective" teacher, who looks more fierce and doesn't even smile. I'm a little panicked! When I started to take the test paper and just finished writing my name, the teacher kept saying, Don't forget to write your name! The topic of the Chinese exam is much easier for me. Oh, this is a piece of cake! Full marks. No problem.

When I got home, I said, "Oh, dear! Finally came back. " Mother asked why: "I have a runny nose, so I brought two pieces of paper, which are not enough." I really don't know what to do! " "Mom asked me about the exam, and I said, the topic is a bit difficult, but it should be full marks!

The final exam is over. We will end this semester. I hope it will end next semester. I can make persistent efforts.

On a sunny day, I had a quarrel with my mother. In a rage, I turned and ran outside.

After walking for a long time, I saw a noodle spread out in front of me. I felt hungry, but I felt it in my pocket and didn't even have a coin.

The owner of the noodle stand is an old woman who looks very kind. She saw me standing there. Do you want noodles, son? However, I forgot to bring money. I'm a little embarrassed to answer. It doesn't matter. I'll treat you to dinner.

The old woman brought me a bowl of noodles and a plate of side dishes. I am full of gratitude. Just after eating a few mouthfuls, tears fell, one after another in the bowl. "What's the matter with you?" The old lady asked with concern. I'm fine. I just appreciate it. I dried my tears, and the vendor opposite said, "We don't know each other, but you are so kind to me that you are willing to give me noodles. But my mother, I only had a fight with her. Also told me not to go back. "

The old woman said to me calmly, "son, how can you think so?" You want to see that I just cooked a bowl of noodles and you ate it, so you are very grateful to me. Then your mother has cooked for you for so many years. You don't appreciate her, but you still hate her and quarrel with her. If you were your mother, what would you think? "

I was stunned. I ate noodles in a hurry and began to walk home. I saw my exhausted mother looking around when I walked home nearby. When my mother saw me, she immediately smiled: "Come here, the meal is ready, and it will get cold if you don't come back to eat."

Then my eyes fell down again ...

Indeed, sometimes, we are grateful for the kindness of others, but turn a blind eye to the kindness of our loved ones.

12 Chinese, a simple and clear text, an ordinary text with great words, and a text that inherits the splendid culture of China for 5,000 years. It accompanied me in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and let me appreciate the beauty of the world, the warmth of the world, and its charm.

Its appearance changed the history of the Chinese nation. It is like a bright pearl, dotted at the highest place in China, making its light refract to every corner of China. This bright pearl has gone to the world in ancient and modern China and abroad! It is it that sublimates the thoughts of China1300 million compatriots and broadens their horizons. It also purifies some dark hearts like a clear spring and cultivates the sentiments of countless people. From the moment I went to school, from the moment I studied A, O and E, I shouldered the great mission of learning Chinese.

With the passage of time, today's China people have been my good friends who have accompanied me through the spring, summer, autumn and winter and experienced ups and downs.

When I learned from the original poem, "Who knows that every meal is hard?" I am not only proud of the Chinese nation, but also proud that I am a descendant of the people of China.

Chinese made me see Li Bai's homesickness when he looked up and found that it was moonlight and sank back, and I suddenly thought of home. Let me feel Du Fu's homesickness for his friends, and let me witness Bai Juyi's poor woman holding the ear of wheat in her right hand and hanging her left arm in a basket to pick wheat. Let me realize the majestic momentum of Li Qingzhao's "Life is a hero and death is a ghost hero".

Language is like the stars in the sky, scattered in every corner of the sky, like the drizzle in spring nourishing everyone's heart, more like colorful rainbows, decorating the space of life!

I sat in my study and thought about a strange question: Can I really find Chinese everywhere in my life? Then, with questions, I began to look around carefully.

Hmm? Where are China people? I rummaged through the wardrobe and drawers. I am breathless with fatigue, and I still can't find the "figure" in Chinese. I sat in my chair angrily and was no longer interested in looking for it. Suddenly, I saw a newspaper on the desk. Isn't it dad's newspaper? I thought to myself: I have nothing to do anyway, just read the newspaper for a while! So, I picked up the newspaper and read it with relish.

This is just a newspaper about tourist attractions. I have read it carefully. Suddenly I saw a title: World Cultural and Natural Heritage? Mount Emei. This interests me very much. "Emei Mountain is called the most magical place in the world. 30 degrees north latitude, the most mysterious area on the earth, has countless mysteries. Sichuan Basin in China, known as "Land of Abundance", is the only area in the world where ancient civilization originated at 30 degrees north latitude without desertification. Mount Emei is located at 30 degrees north latitude in the southwest of Sichuan Basin. It is named after its two mountains, which are like beautiful moths. Its three peaks rise into the sky, facing the sky on the cliff. Throughout the ages, the 3077-meter-high Jinding has been called the ladder. Mount Emei is located in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, between Dadu River and Qingyi River. It is the only natural and cultural heritage in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River. In the vicissitudes of thousands of years, Emei Mountain has gathered the aura of heaven and earth, creating a paradise on earth with more than 1000 kinds of medicinal plants, more than 3,000 kinds of higher plants and more than 2,300 kinds of animals. It is an ideal place for practitioners to practice. " Vivid sentences and beautiful words make up this fascinating article, which makes me really see the magic of Mount Emei!

Hmm? Isn't this a vivid and beautiful sentence by China? Isn't Chinese just language and writing?

Oh! You can really find China people everywhere in your life! Chinese is like a flower, dotted with the world and culture!

A junior high school Chinese composition 14 in a big family, there is only a small person, my parents have gone out to work, and I am the only one curled up on the sofa alone.

It's boring to be alone at home! I'm bored to death. Besides TV and computer, I only read books. I am a complete bookworm, except for eating and reading. We grew up eating and reading. It's like a hungry man jumping on bread, looking for food with relish, like a large piece of small fish and birds roaming in a book, even forgetting breakfast. Until noon, when my mother came home, I found that my stomach had begun to make a serious protest to me. In the face of my mother's aggressive questions, I can only scratch my head guiltily and giggle shyly.

I am not tall, short, fat or thin, with a pair of small black-rimmed glasses on my high nose. I am gentle, bookish and full of doctor spirit.

When I am reading, reading or doing my homework, I am very serious and quiet, and I am very devoted. In sports, I am very active and brave. Let go of my hands and feet. My hands are invincible. So I often get injured in sports, and my disappointing hand bone is like this. Watching others dancing on the playground, I am both envious and annoyed.

This is me-Chen Haohao.

Maybe you don't know, but I'm also a computer expert. I remember a science and technology festival in the sixth grade. My computer handwritten newspaper came out of school, stood out from dozens of people, was selected into the district level, and finally won the first prize in the district. What makes me more proud is that my work was sent to the city to participate in the competition and won honor for the school.

After six years in Flower and Applause Primary School, I have confidence and courage. There is a mountain outside the mountain and a building outside the building. The road before junior high school students may be muddy and rugged, and there may be confusion and challenges, but my mind is firm. Even if no one cheers, I will still go forward in high spirits! Even without applause, I still sing devoutly.

Junior high school Chinese composition 15 was also called literature in ancient times. There are many languages, such as texts, new words, oral communication and so on.

When I was a child, I thought "General China" was invincible. In primary school, I thought Chinese was a thin book full of mysteries. Now, I think Chinese is around me, and it is included in life.

Why? It was a small noodle restaurant that changed my mind. Maybe you will say that a small noodle restaurant can be unique. Don't worry, listen to me:

This is an antique noodle restaurant with exquisite landscape paintings hanging on the snow-white walls, giving people a relaxed and happy feeling. Antique without losing fashion, elegant and moving without losing urban flavor.

I chose a window seat and opened the menu gently for fear of disturbing the quiet environment of the museum. On the first page, I saw six big characters written: eat without words, sleep without words. I feel the breath of literature, with fresh fragrance.

Turn to the next page, but it is an ancient poem:

chicken (as food)

Buy morning chicken * * * chicken language,

Often can't wait to sing.

Black wind and rainy night in the mountains,

Want to crow at dawn.

-Chicken soup, Lamian Noodles

And many, many more.

In fact, not only the family style is antique, but also the menu is so literary. Let customers taste delicious food and win praise. Why not do this innovative spirit?

In fact, Chinese is not only hidden in textbooks, but we should open our eyes and find it in life. Let's play the hymn of literature together: Come on, come on, Chinese is around us.