The light is on composition

In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone has come into contact with compositions. Compositions can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays, and argumentative essays according to different genres. So have you ever understood composition? The following are the light-on compositions I collected for everyone. They are for reference only. Let’s take a look. The light is on composition 1

Editor's note: The author described himself on the zebra crossing, saw the green light on, and observed the movements of pedestrians on the road. He wrote his true feelings and understood the true meaning of life. Let's take a look at this zebra crossing, the green light is on.

Different vehicles passed by on the road. I stood next to the zebra crossing and wanted to get to the other side of the road.

Red light. A crowd of people gradually gathered on the opposite side. In the haze, colorful clothes and versatile black and white shoes could be vaguely seen.

The light flashed and turned green. People from the opposite side came rushing over, and what caught my attention was the group of children, running and making noise, as if they were crossing the road for the first time in their lives. The relatives nearby were frightened and hurriedly stopped them. Yes, you should pay attention to vehicles even if the light is green. The light is about to turn red. Some young people seemed to be going to the market, so they ran and finally passed. But some elderly people with limited legs and feet were still forced to stay in the middle and had to take a rest.

Among the crowd, the lady in camouflage uniform stood out. She wore a white sun hat, a black and white T-shirt, half braid, and sneakers. You can tell at a glance that he is a fashionable person. Her slender hands carefully held a cup of coffee. It must be very hot, right? There was still a shopping bag between her and the cup. It was obvious that she had returned from shopping in a nearby mall. She really knows how to enjoy life. Wouldn't it be a good thing to have a relaxed but fulfilling life? She passed the green light and walked away from me...

Immediately afterwards, there was An old man and a middle-aged woman must have a mother-daughter relationship. The old man's face was covered with marks left by the years, and he looked anxious from time to time, but the woman held her mother's hand tightly by her side, and the old man finally calmed down. The lights were on, and the old man walked forward slowly step by step, while the woman followed closely behind him step by step. When they passed by me, the love between relatives was so strong, and the tightly held hands did not let go for a long time.

Maybe life is like this, it seems boring, but in fact it is exciting. The light is on composition 2

My brother’s home is in the countryside, and I like to go to their home very much. On the 30th of this year, I came to their home again. After dinner, I came outside the house and suddenly felt something was different, oh! It's a street light! There used to be no street lights in front of my brother’s house! At some point, a row of street lights appeared in front of the door. Looking at these bright and dazzling street lights, I can't help but think back to the past...

When I was in fourth grade, there were no street lights on the road in front of my brother's house. At night, the road was completely dark. It feels eerie, especially in some corners, which is even more scary, as if a monster will jump out at any time. Only some very bold men dared to walk outside. Once, my brother and I were playing at his classmate's house, and we accidentally played until dark. We didn't have a flashlight with us at that time, so we had no choice but to go home in the dark. We walked cautiously, and suddenly, I seemed to hit a ball of furry things under my feet, "Ah!! What thing!!" I was so frightened that my feet were hanging in the air and I didn't dare to move. At this time, my brother suddenly pushed me and I stepped on it. The thing screamed "meow--" and slipped away. Phew, I was shocked. It turned out to be a cat. We walked for a while, and suddenly, I smelled a smell. My eyes widened and I looked closer, "Ugh..." It turned out that we had walked into a garbage dump! Later, we also heard that because there were no street lights at that time, thieves were everywhere and things in the house were often stolen. Alas, let’s not talk about it. In short, since there were no street lights at that time, we generally didn’t go out at night. Even if we had to go out, we had to bring a flashlight.

Now, the government has allocated a large amount of money to install street lights for us. From then on, every door of our house has a bright street light, which will light up automatically at night. Now at night, just like during the day, there are lights everywhere. Don’t be afraid to go out at night. Even a three-year-old kid dares to walk on the road at night. Thieves no longer dare to steal things. At this time, there was a burst of laughter nearby. I followed the sound and looked around. It turned out to be a group of women chatting under the street lamp!

Street lights light up a harmonious new countryside for us. Under the light, people live in harmony and work together to create a "harmonious society"! The Lights Are On Composition 3

I am the class cadre in the class and am responsible for organizing and arranging the activities in the class. Whether this position is high or not, no one pays me a salary. However, my mother said that boys should exercise themselves. It's an honor for me to be able to do things for my classmates, but...

The school is about to hold a school sports meeting! What a joy this is. But as a class cadre, I am not relaxed. The queue competition at the opening ceremony requires some preparation. We planned to order a set of class uniforms, and this important task fell on me again. I take this matter very seriously. As soon as I got home, I turned on my computer and searched online for ways to customize class uniforms, the material of the fabric, the styles and patterns that my classmates liked, and even the slogans to be printed on the clothes, etc. I also selected several garment factories and Discuss with several class cadres. While others were on their lunch break, I was running around on the street in the bright sun, contacting manufacturers one by one and asking about prices.

When the new class uniform appeared in front of me, I really felt a sense of relief. I think the students will definitely like it very much. I'm waiting for everyone's surprise when they see the class uniform, and look at me with approval...

"What is this?" "The color of the pattern is very earthy" "Why is it such a collar? "...My mind collapsed instantly. It was dark all around and there was no light in sight.

A pair of warm hands gently held my tangled hands. My tears of grievance could not be avoided, and they fell on the back of her white hands with a "ding" sound. "Child! As long as you work hard and do your best, there will be no regrets!" My dancing eyes saw the gentle face of the head teacher, Teacher Zhu. She smiled: "It's hard to agree with everyone, no one is perfect, you have done a good job! Believe me! You are the best!"

After the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, our class's queue performance won first place award. Everyone said: "Your class uniforms are so cool!" Some students came over and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Creative!" "I like purple!"... I don't know why I turned to Teacher Zhu immediately, she Smiling at me. Her smile was so bright that it even stung my eyes, as if a light suddenly turned on in a dark room!

Teacher, the lights are on, I no longer feel dark! The lights are on Composition 4

It’s dark, and the lights are on again.

Ming used to be an editor at a work agency. Now that his studio has collapsed, he naturally has no job. He is anxiously looking for the next job every day and night, but God is used to it. Play tricks on him. The boss said to Ming, who was munching bread and typing at his desk: "I'm broken, come and pay my last salary." Ming suddenly collapsed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the boss blankly.

I only had 20 yuan left tonight, so I had no choice but to buy steamed buns to eat. I slowly walked to the store that I usually ignored, "Boss, I want 3 steamed buns." "Oh, How can we only eat three buns for dinner? Why don't you buy more?" Ming pursed his lips and said with a smile, "But in fact, he really longed for a full dinner. In this cruel society and bustling metropolis, the only thing left now is to eat steamed buns.

"Auntie, I want a steamed bun." A weak and childish voice quietly penetrated into the ear. Ming turned her head and saw that her whole body, with fair and tender skin, seemed to be covered with a layer of ash, and her head was lowered pitifully. Looking at the boss, tears were still welling up in his eyes.

"You are so annoying! I told you not to stop me from opening the store.

"The boss showed a ferocious face, and she had no choice but to leave with tears in her eyes. Ming rushed up and said, "Come on, little sister, I'll give you these three buns." "The girl smiled happily, took the buns and jumped away.

Like a hungry wolf, Ming hurried home and took out an expired can from the refrigerator. Suddenly, all the lights went out, and only the sound of the breeze was heard. A familiar voice said: "Go to Guangming Street tomorrow...Go to Guangming Street tomorrow..." Whoosh! They all lit up again. What happened? Ming's face turned pale. The next day, Ming was curious and wanted to see what was going on. Huh? That girl, he was about to say hello to her, when suddenly an old man blocked the road and walked by slowly, "Old man, please borrow her. "When Ming crossed the road, he found that the girl's figure had disappeared without a trace, and he was standing at the door of a company. It read: Recruiting an editor.

Ming entered smoothly. In this company, I was promoted again a month later.

The road ahead is not dark, but if you don’t turn on the light, the light in front of you goes out. As long as there is love in your heart, there will be something ahead. A new light is on for you. The light is on, the road is clear.

With a click, a picture of the winning painting was taken. , this honor was fixed a year ago.

One day four months before I won the award, I saw a poster on my way home. The poster was completely hand-painted. It was beautiful and charming, which attracted me. After returning home, I persuaded my mother to give it to me. Sign up.

On the first day of class, I was full of expectations. I started practicing countless times in my mind, but the dragon I drew looked a bit like a disgusting roundworm. It was extremely ugly. When the students nearby looked at it, some couldn't help but laugh, and some even joked that I was the author of the original painting of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas". I was so ugly at that time that I really wanted to find a hole in my heart. The blazing fire of interest became dull, and tears lingered in my eyes. I held back the tears and ran to the bathroom, crying quietly and questioning myself at the same time.

"Dong dong" There were several knocks on the door. I opened the door and saw the teacher! I was a little shocked and surprised. I saw the teacher handed me a roll of paper towels. I took it and said thank you while wiping my tears. Seeing that the teacher's expression became serious, he said in a very gentle tone: "Luyao, are you okay? Painting requires tempering. Only by constantly working hard and being ridiculed can you produce good works. "After I heard this, a warmth came into my heart, which lit up my painting lamp again and lit up the way forward for me to learn to paint.

In the next four months, I no longer paid attention to other people's doubts and worked hard to learn painting techniques, knowledge and diligence. Finally, "hard work pays off" and I won the award.

From this incident, I realized that "the edge of a sword is always sharp." The meaning of "the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold" is sharpened. Only by continuous efforts and not forgetting the original intention, the light in the heart will never disappear. The light is on composition 6

On that Christmas evening, It was snowing heavily, and my brother and I were walking on the streets of London, with the biting cold wind blowing across our faces. My heart was as dark as the dark sky.

The streets were very quiet, and occasionally there were. A few people walked by in a hurry, everyone was rushing to go home, but my brother and I were wandering in the UK. How many Spring Festivals have we spent here? In a city that is both strange and familiar.

My parents were busy with their careers. My brother and I were sent abroad when we were very young. We have always lived here and seldom returned to China. We did not get enough family affection.

"Yan, we are also here Let’s celebrate Christmas this time! "I have never spent a Christmas here since I was a kid.

"Well, okay! "I gave my brother a big smile.

Because it was Christmas, the nannies were on holiday.

We didn't go home either, the house must have been dark.

"Brother, what are we going to do? We haven't prepared anything!"

"Haha~ You don't need to worry about this." Brother said.

The light came on, and the dining table at home was filled with my favorite dishes. My eyes should be as big as quail eggs!

My brother took my hand and walked forward. In front of me was a carefully decorated Christmas tree, with exquisite gifts placed under the tree.

I walked to the Christmas tree, and suddenly a group of people jumped out, all of them were my brother’s classmates. “Merry Christmas!” My tears fell one by one. They should all return home at this time! Why are you still here?

My brother saw my doubts at a glance and said, "I invited these to spend Christmas with us."

Everyone is from China, and we , but unlike them, they could have returned to the warm embrace of their parents during the holidays, but we still had to spend time here. Today, they stayed for us.

"Dong...dong...dong..." The alarm clock sounded a melodious sound. It's 12 o'clock and it's time to open the gifts!

The biggest gift box must be from my parents. I miss them.

The first Christmas here is a unique Christmas, a Christmas full of family affection and friendship. The little light in my heart gradually turned on...

Brother, thank you... The light is on essay 7

Life is like a crossroads, always filled with countless choices . On the sidewalk, if the red light is on, you can't leave. And what about life? I don’t know where to go...

2717, 26.79. A certain bus intersection.

"Oh my God, there was a car accident again!..." Suddenly there were many people around. What's wrong? I seemed to hear someone saying there was a car accident. Who? Who are the victims? While I was still thinking, I felt like I was being lifted up by someone. Light and unconscious. Shouldn't it be... No, I can't die, I really can't die, there are still many things to do... But before I knew it, I had been sent to heaven, and God asked me, "Poor child, do you know why? "Come here?" "I don't know, it seems... it seems to be a car accident!" I stuttered a little. "Hey" God is sighing, is it for me? I didn't dare to ask, so I had to listen to him continue talking about things I didn't know.

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After a long time, he finally spoke, "My child, do you resent me for letting you come so early?" I don't know since. Where did I get the courage to say "hate!" Because I still have a dream that has not been realized. I still want to be a writer and earn a lot of money... "The red light is on, you are not sure, don't blame me..." I didn’t understand what he said later because the light was basically green at that time.

I was puzzled, and suddenly I remembered an illegal contract I signed the day before yesterday. In fact, the contract was nothing. It was just for the character in my novel to be a spokesperson. Although that thing is not good for the human body, the price makes me dizzy. Oh my God! After that thing is sold, how many innocent people will come here with me! Self-blame and regret occupied my entire soul. (If that’s what I call my heart)

When I look back, God is gone. There is nothing left. I wander to the so-called paradise alone. Apart from loneliness, there is even deeper loneliness! Suddenly, I seemed to have some consciousness...

I suddenly opened my eyes. The operating table, lights, scalpels and pain were all the things I could feel.

I survived and tore up that contract. Although this caused me to lose money that was important in the eyes of others, my heart was at peace.

On the street, the red light is on, and another person has reached heaven...

Make good use of your own traffic lights, not everyone has two chances.

What may be lost is the treasure in the eyes of others, but the soul will be purified! The lights are on Composition 8

Night came, and the land was beaten by the rain and made a wonderful sound. I looked at Lao Qi’s figure. He walked away, and I stared blankly at his skinny figure. , until it disappeared from my sight.

Lao Qi is over seventy years old and lives next door to our house. He has lived alone for decades and has never seen his wife or children. I have never asked Lao Qi about this. Lao Qi's house was very dilapidated, and he could see several large and small holes as he looked straight ahead, blocked by cardboard. He had no money to find anyone to repair it, and even food and clothing were not a problem, let alone these. We offered to help him time and time again, but were rejected. We didn’t understand why he rejected us. His heart has never been filled, his children have never come to visit him, and his soul has always been empty. He only makes money and lives for himself. He sells newspapers. While selling, he picks up abandoned bottles on the road, tearing his throat and barely moving his feet. He can only earn more than a dozen yuan a day. I couldn't help it anymore and decided to help him. No matter what he refused or what, I must help.

I stood at the door of my house, waiting for him. He came back, dragging a medium-sized bag. When Lao Qi walked around, the bag made a "bumping" sound and dragged it up the stairs. I walked up to him and separated him from the bag. I carried the bag to the door of his house. He was a little surprised. He bent down and bowed, shouting thank you. When I saw this situation, I stopped immediately. Stopping his movements, he said, "Stop being so stubborn. We will try our best to help you. I hope you won't refuse." He did not answer.

During dinner, I held his hand and returned to my house. He stood by the door and refused to sit. I dragged him to the stool and asked him to sit down. After talking a lot, he Only then did he agree to sit down. I turned around and gave him a bowl of rice and brought the food up. He stared at the dishes with big eyes and ate with big mouthfuls. After eating three bowls of rice, he smiled and said I’ve seen his smile before, for the first time today.

Maybe his heart is no longer the candle without light, but a light begins to light up there. The lights are on Composition 9

The night is soft, but there are no stars. Only the missing moon hangs alone in the sky, emitting a faint light. Worried about physics problems, I stood on the balcony and watched the night view to soothe my soul.

"Blue light, red light, what's the difference..." I repeated the topic countless times, but my brain was like an old lamp that didn't light up, it had been dusty for a long time, and I couldn't express any thoughts. Aura.

It’s getting darker again. "Ah! I don't want to anymore! Leave it empty!" I scratched my head like crazy, stamped my right foot on the ground, gritted my teeth and was about to enter the sea of ??topics again, when the balcony light of a house on the opposite floor came on. My eyes suddenly widened: so beautiful! Isn’t it a lantern? The balcony light of that family is not a big light yellow light, but a string of colored lights hanging from the ceiling. Each small light shines brightly in different colors.

My thought of giving up was wrong, and I looked at the lanterns with great interest. I really regret finding out so late! Red, green, yellow, blue, purple! Small lights in five colors are strung together irregularly, which is rich, eye-catching and dizzying. Decorated by this large string of colorful lights, the black sky has a little more color and seems less lonely. If this lantern could be hung in the air, it would be even more beautiful!

Huh? Blue light, red light, blue light, red light...oh! That’s right! Blue light has stronger deflection ability than red light! I remember! The light of thoughts in my brain suddenly lit up, and bits of knowledge poured out like lights. I was relaxed and retrieved the almost forgotten knowledge points from the deep sea of ??memory. I regained my form and confidence again.

There is no lack of beauty in life, but there is a lack of eyes to discover beauty. This incident inspired me to look for beauty and answers in life. The answer can be about study, life goals, dealing with people, or even a lifetime. The beauty of life lies precisely in the fact that it can bring infinite enlightenment and embellish our lives. When you encounter difficulties, you might as well observe and realize the beauty that you have missed in life. Under the subtle influence, the light of life will gradually light up.

That night, the lanterns turned on, the lights of thoughts turned on, and the lights of life got even brighter. The lights are on essay 10

On that Christmas evening, with heavy snowfall, my brother and I were walking on the streets of London. The biting cold wind blew across our faces, and my heart was as dark as the dim The sky. The street is very quiet. Occasionally there are a few people walking by in a hurry. Everyone is rushing to go home. My brother and I are wandering in the UK. We have been here for many Spring Festivals - a place that is both strange and familiar. spent in the city. My parents were busy with their careers. My brother and I were sent abroad when we were very young. We have always lived here and rarely returned to China. We did not get enough family affection. "Yan, let's spend Christmas here too!" Growing up I've never spent Christmas here. "Well, okay!" I gave my brother a big smile.

Since it is Christmas, the nannies are on holiday. We didn't go home either, the house must have been dark. "Brother, what are we going to do? We haven't prepared anything yet!" "Haha~ You don't have to worry about this." Brother said. "Pa" the light came on, and the dining table at home was filled with my favorite dishes. My eyes should be as big as quail eggs! My brother took my hand and walked forward. In front of me was a carefully decorated Christmas tree, with exquisite gifts placed under the tree. I walked to the Christmas tree, and suddenly a group of people jumped out, all of them were my brother's classmates, "Merry Christmas!" My tears fell one by one. They should all return home at this time! Why are you still here? My brother saw my doubts at a glance and said, "I invited you to spend Christmas with us." Everyone is from China, but we are different from them. They could have returned to their parents during the holidays. In the warm embrace, we still have to spend time here. Today, they stayed for us. "Dong...dong...dong..." The alarm clock rang with a melodious sound. It's 12 o'clock and it's time to open the gifts! The biggest gift box must be from my parents. I miss them.

The first Holy Day here is a unique Christmas, a Christmas full of family affection and friendship. The little light in my heart gradually turned on...Brother, thank you...