Comprehensive composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with compositions. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. Still at a loss for composition? The following are 10 comprehensive essays that I have compiled for everyone for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. Complete Composition Part 1

Civilization is around us all the time.

One day, I went to Xinan Bridge for a walk. I saw two aunties sweeping the floor, sweating profusely. I walked up and said, "Auntie, are you tired?" The aunt said, "It doesn't matter if you are a little tired. As long as the city becomes clean and beautiful, I will be happy no matter how tired I am."

Another time, I discovered There are a lot of confetti on the ground. I picked it up, wrapped it in a big paper and threw it to Chen Yiling. Chen Yiling was unwilling to be bullied and threw it to me again. The two of us were just throwing it back and forth. At this time, a bad idea flashed into my mind, and I said to Chen Yiling: "Let's throw the paper to Zhu Renyuan!" So the paper ball ran to Zhu Renyuan's feet due to our prank. I thought the three of us would continue throwing the paper around like this, but who knew that Zhu Renyuan threw the paper into the trash can without saying a word to our surprise.

Civilization is very simple, it is around us. The more civilization we have, the more happiness we will have, and the society will have more harmony. Although this harmony is small, it is full and fulfilling in my heart. Complete Composition Part 2

In this world, whether in life or work, there are many people who encounter difficulties who need us to lend a hand to help. Although some people will sit back and ignore them, most people will be very enthusiastic to help them. "Helping others means helping yourself." This is my favorite motto I have ever seen.

Good people are always everywhere. In this year, many things happened around me, and good people and good things appeared around us one after another.

Recently, there was a great deed done by a little person that moved me very much.

At 11 pm on September 5, when Liao Guofeng was sleeping under the Huangqi Guangzhou West Second Ring Expressway Bridge as usual, he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Someone jumped into the river!" Then he and he were under the bridge. Many homeless people came forward to watch. There was a pile of rubble beside the river embankment, which was 3.2 meters high. After hesitating for a moment, he took off his shoes and jumped into the river.

After entering the water, Liao Guofeng quickly rescued the woman who committed suicide, but in the process of rescuing her, his feet were cut by the glass. Half an hour later, rescuers arrived and rescued the woman who committed suicide and the exhausted Liao Guofeng ashore and sent them to the hospital for treatment.

What prompted the homeless man Liao Guofeng to act bravely? It turns out that just half a month ago, the owner of a vegetarian restaurant in Huangqi launched a "ready fast food" and delivered 18 boxes of vegetarian lunches to the homeless every night. A Feng He is one of the beneficiaries. "The lady boss was really nice. She even gave us some books on how to do good deeds. Maybe I was infected by her. Afterwards, the lady boss even gave me medicinal wine to rub on me." Afeng said with a smile. At that time, he had no idea at all. What I am thinking is that people should cherish life.

This is the transmission of love. There is a song that goes like this: "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world." Yes, sometimes, a small thing with a little effort, or even just a smile or a gesture, is enough to make people happy. My heart is filled with sunshine. And those who are helped will pass on this love like a fire.

This kind of thing often happens to me. Once again, a kind-hearted aunt gave up her seat to me on the bus. Because of this aunt's influence, I began to give up my seat to people in need like her.

In life, more and more people give me love, and I also try to learn to give love to others.

Let's spread the positive energy of love together! Encyclopedia of Compositions 3

The weather was very sunny this Thursday. In the physical education class, I saw my classmates having fierce sports competitions on the playground. I wanted to participate in the high jump, but because I was too proud and could not jump as well as others, I was eliminated. I was extremely ashamed. My good friend Dongdong was selected. I really regret not playing well.

Although I did not participate in the high jump, I participated in running, and I was very happy. If it weren't for my pride and carelessness, I would definitely still be a runner. I am a careless person, I don't take anything to heart, and I never like to ask others. I know that carelessness is my old problem, so I made up my mind to work hard in the running competition and compete to the highest level. I am very confident because I like this sport very much.

I will definitely win the running competition, so please cheer for me when the time comes! Encyclopedia Composition Chapter 4

Today, I was walking on the way to school. Suddenly, I saw a piece of paper on the ground, so I picked it up without hesitation and threw it into the trash can. . At this time, a cleaner saw me and praised me as a good child who respects hygiene and cares for the environment. After listening to it, I felt it was sweeter than drinking honey.

When I arrived at school, I found a little classmate throwing plastic bags on the ground. I quickly greeted the little classmate and said, "Children, don't throw garbage on the ground. This will affect the campus environment. , pick it up and throw it into the trash can, okay?" The little classmate was stunned for a moment, and then said to me with a smile: "Okay, thank you, sister!" I suddenly felt a sense of pride.

Sometimes, civilization is only one step away, but at this step, civilization will pass us by. If you seize this step, you will make it. Complete Compositions Part 5

I often feel that this world is isolated from me because I do not have a good family education. I smartly think that this is because of my mother.

My mother is an elderly woman and was already thirty-six years old when she gave birth to me. It is for this reason that my mother is even more vulgar compared to other mothers. So, I selfishly avoided all questions about my mother.

I asked her time and time again: "Why did you give birth to me?"

She said: "You raise a child to protect yourself from old age." That innocent smile looked directly into my eyes. .

I still vaguely remember that winter. It was surprisingly cold. I originally agreed with my mother to go shopping for books together, but as soon as I stepped out the door, I waved my hand, went upstairs, and shouted: It's too cold, so I won't go.

"Why don't you go? Can't you bear the cold?" Before I could talk back, she handed over a piece of paper: "Write down the title of the book. Mom will buy it for you." I glanced at the paper and the hand that was no longer young, and for some reason, I suddenly changed my mind.

It’s really cold. I want to rely on my mother, but... I still held back. The strong wind hit my face like a sword just unsheathed. Staring at the wind, I thought the mother in front must be colder and more miserable. I cried when I thought of my little me and my little mother in the world. I couldn't help but shed tears.

It’s very cold. I watched my mother take out the money, then looked away and said, "Mom, come in with me." My mother shook her head, gave me the money, and said, "It's okay, just go in. Don't be in a hurry." "

I walked into the bookstore as if running away, thinking: I must hurry up.

However, I couldn’t find the book I wanted, so I asked the shopkeeper, and he said he was very busy, and there was one, right there. I couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. I looked at my mother waiting for me outside the door without any regrets. The howling cold wind blew on her body, but she didn't feel cold at all. At this moment, I felt that the person wearing the heavy cotton-padded jacket and old-fashioned cotton shoes was surprisingly harmonious with the world and so consistent with the world in my heart.

My tears quickly flowed down. . Is it reasonable? But I quickly tried to dry up my tears. Afraid that she would see it, and also afraid that others would see it.

Originally I planned to buy two books, but now I quickly grabbed one, paid the money in a hurry, and hurried out of the bookstore.

Cold. It must be two worlds, I looked back. Walk towards mother. "Mom, you've bought it. It's very cold." She looked into the store and realized that I had come out. He moved his stiff fingers, took the book, and smiled at me: "Did you buy it? It's not cold. Just buy it." That naive smile came straight into my eyes.

I nodded and quickly turned my head away. I felt that my eyes were getting wet again.

This was many years ago. Nowadays, my mother no longer accompanies me to buy books, and she no longer forces my tears to fly freely. I gradually understand my mother and love her even more. But somehow, I always have this memory vividly in my mind, probably because it gave me a kind of subtle warmth at that time. Complete Compositions Chapter 6

Time flies, and the naive child in the past suddenly understood at that moment: I have grown up.

It was a sunny morning, and my mother and I went shopping together. I pointed here for a while and said, "Want this!" and then pointed there and said, "Buy that!" Mom put my hand back and said earnestly: "Lanlan, you have grown up, why are you still here?" How can you be so ignorant? How can you want whatever you see?" I looked unhappy and complained to myself for a while before continuing to go shopping.

Suddenly, I saw my favorite toy - Barbie! I excitedly grabbed my mother's arm and asked: "Mom, buy me that one, I want that, I want that!" Mom He looked at the Barbie doll, then at me, sighed, and agreed to buy it for me. "Wow, that's great!" But in another moment, I saw another scene. So I regretted it and became a little silent. After a long time, my mother put the toy she bought into my hand, and I came back to my senses and said, "Mom, I'm very disobedient, right? I don't want this, okay?"

My mother was a little surprised, but bought it anyway. On the way home, my mother saw that I was not talking, so she joked with me: "Hey, what's wrong with our baby? Is he worried? Come and share it with mom!" I didn't say anything, just walked away silently.

It’s been a long time since this happened, but I still can’t forget that scene. It made me understand that when I grow up, I should be sensible, let alone be willful. At the moment when my mother came forward to buy me a Barbie doll, I saw a little girl who was not too gorgeously dressed and stayed in front of another Barbie doll for a while, her eyes full of longing. I thought she would ask her mother to buy it for her, but in fact, the little girl just turned around and left with her mother. I clearly saw the little girl looking back reluctantly until her back was far away...

When I just saw this scene, I was surprised why the little girl could give up what she loved? Why do I regret it? Would I be so willful?

From that day on, I made up my mind: I can no longer be willful! Because, I have grown up. Therefore, I want to be a good child at home, a good student at school, and a good young man in society! Encyclopedia of Compositions 7

There are four seasons in a year, Each of them has its own charm, and the fragrance of their charm floats to every corner of the world, attracting all things. Some people like the scorching sun in the summer, because it is the best time to watch lotus flowers at that time, just like Yang Wanli's "The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red when reflecting the sun." There is also his "The little lotus just shows" There are dragonflies standing on the sharp corners. "Isn't this a praising of the graceful lotus? It is worth watching. Wandering among it, we really feel like "the lotus blossoms in our hearts". Some people like the vibrant spring, because at that time everything is full of poetry, just like He Zhizhang's "jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down." The wicker is like a girl's hair, fluttering in the wind, leading us Entering a poetic realm, there are countless good words to praise spring. Some people like the icy and snowy winter, not for any reason, just for a kind of uniqueness, a kind of difference.

But I love the golden and simple autumn. People regard autumn as the incarnation of sadness, worry and trouble. The ancients have many sad and sad poems about autumn. Du Fu has "A sad autumn is always a guest for thousands of miles, and there are many diseases for a hundred years." "On stage alone." But I don’t think so. I regard autumn as an angel of joy and happiness, just like the rare poems in the world that praise autumn.

Liu Yuxi "Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring. A crane lining the clouds in the sky brings poetry to the sky."

I like the autumn wind. , when it blows towards my face, the only thing is the coolness, which seems to take away all the anger and troubles in my heart, leaving only inner peace and spiritual comfort; I like to get wet in the autumn rain, because A touch of desolation will open my heart and tell Qiu Yu my inner unhappiness.

I like the autumn wind, autumn rain, and everything in autumn, but what I love most is the fallen leaves in autumn. On weekdays, I hate dust and soil. I am a clean person, but in the In autumn, I would rather open the window and let the autumn wind blow the fallen leaves into my window, onto my bed, and into my heart. Sometimes I wish my home would be full of fallen leaves. At this time, I am not afraid of dust, nor do I complain about the bad natural environment. I just immerse my whole body and mind in this golden world and slowly taste it. In autumn, my home is colorful. Autumn leaves have very bright colors: red, gold, cyan, orange, or mixed red and yellow. But among the many colors, there is no dull color. I was walking on the road, and the road was covered with golden and transparent leaves, which made people couldn't bear to step on them.

I love autumn and everything about autumn, because it is an ideal autumn, a golden autumn, and a childhood dream. Encyclopedia of Compositions Chapter 8

Walking step by step, looking back, how many footprints have been left on the vast road?

We walked over like this, one step deeper and one step shallower. The joys and sorrows, the heart, rises and falls from time to time, just like this, slowly, and seemingly in an instant, we come over, and we can't go back.

Looking back at those days when the sun was pouring down, we were so simple, like a piece of flawless white paper.

In the amusement park, the Ferris wheel slowly drew a beautiful arc in the air. We sat on it, looking at the people below who were already as small as ants, and we were so excited. Call. At that moment, we felt the feeling of flying for the first time. To us at that time, the feeling of soaring into the sky was like being protected by a piece of soft feathers, with our most intimate friend sitting next to us, with nothing in our hands. Forget that unfinished lollipop. Such sweetness, on the Ferris wheel, our hearts are satisfied.

The carousel rotates back and forth, as if the wooden horse behind is trying its best to catch up with the wooden horse in front, but the distance is always the same, still half a meter away. You and I are sitting on this little helpless Trojan horse, shouting, laughing, eyes narrowed to a slit, like a thin crescent moon, so beautiful and careless, happiness pours out like moonlight.

Suddenly rising and falling, our hearts rise and fall along with the spinning wood.

What a happy time it was.

Jumping off the wooden horse, the skirt of the skirt flew like a bird, but suddenly tripped and scratched her beloved skirt. At that time, we just cried and screamed for our mother. When our mother bought a colorful lollipop and handed it to us, we had already forgotten the pain, licked the lollipop, and felt the sweetness on our tongues. So sweet, even though there were still one or two transparent tears hanging on my face.

At that time, a lollipop could support our whole life.

Sometimes I shed tears, sometimes I laughed, and I spent countless happy days like this. Until one day, a robber breaks into our hearts and steals the happiness and innocence from our world. We wander at the crossroads at a loss, looking at the bright neon lights in the city, and sadness quietly spreads. All over my body, tears secretly hung on my eyelids.

That robber is called Growth.

Yes, we have grown up at this time.

Those memories with the scent of candy have passed away and are forever sealed in the past. Encyclopedia Composition Chapter 9

Today, my aunt is teaching me roller skating. My aunt said: "I want my first summer vacation to be special. I don't want to study, I want to play all the things that children play, and I want to spend my whole life." Have a happy summer vacation.”

I put on my roller skates and was about to stand up when I felt that I couldn’t stand up at all. I had to hold my aunt’s hand and slowly stand up, step by step. Go forward. I almost fell down before taking three steps. Fortunately, my aunt protected me well. It was my first time to skate this thing! I held my aunt's hand tightly, and under her guidance, I carefully and slowly After walking for two steps, I felt as if my legs were not my own. I was completely carried away by the wheel. Fortunately, I had my aunt's "escort", otherwise I would have suffered another big fall.

My aunt looked at me completely relying on her, and gave me a broken umbrella from somewhere to use as a "crutch". She also told me: "You can't let the skates control you in roller skating. You have to control it." Ice skates; the steps should be in an outward figure eight shape, the body should be slightly bent forward, the abdomen should be drawn in and the eyes should be looking ahead, etc. I held the "crutch" like an old man and walked forward step by step with difficulty. I practiced steadily round after round, and by the end of the day I could no longer rely on anything to skate for a while.

I believe I can learn to roller skate. Complete Compositions Part 10

Summer vacation life is like a kaleidoscope, full of splendor. Every little bit that happened during the summer vacation has been woven into a big net of memory. This net catches all kinds of things in life, big and small. One of them still lingers in my mind, reminding me of the sweetness and fun at that time.

Early one morning, I came to my sister’s house and saw a red egg in her hand. My sister said to me mysteriously: "Sister, do you believe that this egg can run away?" I smiled and said: "I don't believe what you say." Seeing my disdain, my sister immediately said confidently : "Just watch if you don't believe me." After saying that, she placed the egg on the cement floor. Without any external force, the egg actually rolled up. How could the egg roll? I was puzzled. I picked up the egg and put it to my ear. There was a "rustling" sound inside, which surprised me! My sister pretended to be serious and said, "This is a magic egg. It was laid by my hen for ten days." It was only laid ten nights ago. Oh, maybe some god was born into the wrong child. "I was even more surprised. Could this kind of myth be true? I didn't believe it, so I held my sister's hand anxiously. I asked: "No, tell me quickly, what is going on?" After my repeated pleas, my sister smiled and said, "Look at how anxious you are, there is a bug in here, and when the bug crawls , the eggs rolled up. "Sister, can you make one for me too?" I begged my sister. My sister agreed wholeheartedly.

When I arrived at my house, I followed my sister’s instructions, found an egg, and caught a worm. My sister dug a small hole at one end of the egg, poured the yolk and egg white into a bowl, and carefully poured water into it. Clean the inside, blow dry it, put the bug inside, cover the hole with a piece of paper, and finally dye it red with red ink, and the "Get Out" is done. As soon as I put it on the ground, the egg actually rolled up. The two eggs rolled one after another, it was so fun, and the cheerful laughter of my sister and I came from time to time in the room...