Excellent composition in alley

In our ordinary daily life, everyone has tried to write a composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my excellent composition in the alley, for reference only, hoping to help everyone. Excellent composition in alley 1

Reading a friend's composition and savoring her feelings, I found that there was always a person shuttling through her composition. She misses him and loves him deeply. I don't know what kind of person, like a meteor, shuttles through her life, spends several years writing about her love, and then hastily puts pen to paper and goes to the end of life and another world. But I know that "he" reminds me of my grandfather, and also reminds me of my hometown in Shuangfeng, its tile house yard and chicken shed vegetable garden; I also know that at that moment, my heart hurts unconsciously; My tears, unconsciously flow.

I returned to Shuangfeng many years later, and I saw every scene: an old man over sixty years old sat on the bench, twisting pliers with his hand full of ravines and calluses, breaking off thick wire, folding a slingshot frame little by little, biting rubber bands and embedding them at both ends of the bow frame, and a beautiful slingshot was made. He handed it to a playful child, and the child giggled ... An old man took oxygen, and the child next to him shouted, "I want to smoke, I want to smoke!" " ..... things are ... people are not ...

old house, what about your laughter? Buried in dust, right?

yard, where were you once happy? Is it sealed by weeds?

chicken coop, where's your cock crow? Killed by a spider web, right?

swing a long sickle and start working. Yes, only labor can stop my sadness. Wild grapes, nettles, plantain seeds ... Countless weeds fell in front of me. After mowing the grass, I walked out of the yard and looked at the alley. It was quiet and there was no voice. The original three families have now become two, and the once "laughter" has now become "silence". Sorrow pierced my heart. Tears, unconsciously flowing downwards.

alley, dead; Old house, dead. How can things built on this last?

the plain place that has been beaten by wind and rain is now wild; The once characteristic houses are now no different from the buildings in other places. The villagers moved into the new house with laughter one by one, and when they wanted to see their former residence, they found that they had already been flattened by the developers who had been stinking in the copper smelly jar.

Old houses ... empty alleys ... things are ... people are different. All this is like a dream. Everybody, wake up! How can you bear to see the characteristic houses with their own memories razed? Let those old houses stand proudly! This is not a matter of how much money or price, it is the memory of the entity! How can its value be measured by money? In Beijing, great changes are taking place in the streets and lanes every day. Let me talk about Nanluoguxiang which has a long history in Beijing.

Nanluogu Lane is located in the east of Drum Tower, also called Luoguo Lane. Because the two ends of this lane are a little shorter, but the middle is a little higher, which looks like "Luoguo", it is called Luoguo Lane. Our family came here on the day of winter vacation. This is a bustling alley, and there are all kinds of buildings on both sides of the alley: some are antique, and some are particularly gorgeous in decoration. These buildings are small shops with various characteristics, some selling fabrics, some selling clothes and so on. There are always tourists coming and going in the street.

When I walked into a toy store, my parents saw at a glance the toys they used to play in China in the 197s and 198s, and they began to talk more. Dad said: "I used to dream of having a set of toys for fighting with such little people, but I couldn't afford them!" " My mother proudly said, "I used to have such a small bike, but I lost it in the end!" " "Why not buy another one?" "You don't know, mom and dad didn't have your current living standard when they were children!" Mom said. "Hey, isn't this the toy that the little man in my sister's house plays drums?" I said excitedly, because mom and dad were talking about it just now, and I finally got my share. "That was a birthday present I bought for your sister when she was eleven or twelve!" Dad is proud again. In another toy store, I saw the famous tiger-headed shoes in Beijing, lively and clever little cloth tigers, winding mice and so on. We were dazzled by the dazzling array of goods in the shop.

There are many attractions for foreigners here: famous snacks in Beijing, toys from 197s and 198s in China, and so on. Let's start with the famous snacks in Beijing. There are many, many, such as: Aiwowo, snowballing, shredded cakes, pea yellow, Sugar-Coated Berry, cream, green tea-flavored puffs and so on.

Now Nanluoguxiang is so prosperous, but it was not before. In order to leave a memorial, Nanluoguxiang still retains some sites of the old society. Going deep into the lane, almost to the highest place in the middle, there are the ruins of the original pawnshop, gray walls and mottled bricks. It is in sharp contrast with the current glazed tiles. There is only a small pit that is similar to the clamping rod stone. There is also a slogan praising the People's Liberation Army next to it, written in traditional Chinese characters. The words are almost lost and can't be read clearly. It was written many years ago.

There have been great changes in the streets and lanes of Beijing, but not only in the streets and lanes. As long as you look up, your eyes are full of tall buildings. When you stand beside a wide road, tall bridges such as Madian Bridge and Jimen Bridge stand there. The world is developing and the people are advancing. In the 21st century, we will definitely make China more prosperous and powerful! Alley Excellent Composition 3

Alleys in my hometown have a different flavor. It is neither sweet nor bitter, it is the taste of hometown.

The southeast is a street, and the northeast is a lane. That lane has no loudest name or the most beautiful scenery, but it has left many unforgettable memories and many childhood laughter ... Go north along a family's sparse hedge, and you will get there. Hiding the alley of my childhood hometown. After years of scouring, this alley is no longer as small and exquisite as it used to be. There are many people's footprints on the road, big and small, curved and straight, and a lot of moss grows on the wall next to it. Isn't this the trace of time?

"The rain in the sky street is crisp, but the grass color is near at a distance." Further on, you can see an old tree with a few crows. The family next door is the home of my childhood good friend. Now she has moved away, and it is her grandparents who live in this house. Sitting at the door, some old grannies were peeling peas, chatting, and occasionally whispering a few secrets. I suddenly remembered a sentence, that winding alley is like years, the old guns with white walls and tiles are still there, and the ancient wells with clear water are still there. Kind old man, holding a teacup, shaking a fan, chatting at leisure, and the local accent is pervasive ... That's my alley, where every moss, every green grass and every creeper hides my childhood.

I still remember when I was a child, the tallest tree in this village was in this alley. I made a bet with some friends to see who would climb it first. Several boys scrambled to climb it, and several girls saw it, and they all climbed it with courage. Only I was still standing under the tree, hesitating to get up. A girl climbed onto a branch and looked out: "It's a long way from here!" The wall of the building in the alley is so high that I can't see it if I want to see it. I have to make up my mind to crawl in two steps and three steps. I don't know if I am stupid or not flexible enough, but I can't climb. My heart is in a hurry and I fell down from the tree. After the adults came and hurriedly helped me up, they led their children to go home, cursing and swearing. I was also scared. When I got home, I was told a lesson and silently vowed never to climb again.

The breeze brought back memories, and some of them rolled up the spring rain in Mao Mao, interrupting my thoughts. Go straight along the alley, and after a while you will reach the end. The night is already deep, the alleys are lit like beans, and the peach blossoms are full of branches. Excellent composition in alley 4

Yangzhou, an ancient city, is fascinating with its charming scenic spots, wonderful gardens and numerous legends. However, there is another place, like a maze, not a maze, but also has its elegance. Where is it? You can't guess! Then I'll tell you, this place is an antique alley in Yangzhou.

In the streets and lanes of Yangzhou, long lanes are connected with short lanes, and alleys are covered with alleys. The narrowest width is less than one meter. At the end of some streets and lanes, there will be a door, which is the small door of the people who live. However, don't underestimate these alleys. The roads are rugged old roads, rarely paved with stone strips, but generally paved with cement slabs. They are clean and flat, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they feel the charm of antiques.

Although the alleys in Yangzhou are small, they are one lane after another. If you are visiting your hometown and are a stranger, it will take some time to find someone. Although there are all kinds of alleys, there are many alleys with the same characteristics. Even an old man who has lived here for decades may not be able to answer where the person you are looking for lives.

in the mouth of people who have been to Yangzhou alley, if you hear something like "this alley is really like a maze", you must not think that they are joking. If you go there and walk around the alleys of different sizes, you will be dazzled.

The name of Yangzhou Alley is also very strange. Either bland, what the first lane, the second lane to more than ten lanes; Either as its appearance, the curved Goose-neck Lane, the narrow Snake-tail Lane, and the Plough Street where the triangle intersects; Either elegant and chic, what purple gas comes from the East Lane, Minxian Street ..... Some even use the name of the bridge, which makes people seem to approach the era of nostalgia, look closely at history and feel the fun of nostalgia; Take a breath and feel the fragrance of nature. Yangzhou, which has already become an ancient city, has added an "ancient" color and interest.

Although there are many lanes in Yangzhou, they won't make you feel bored. It's not just because it's strange. In the alleys of different lengths, there are fun, food and sight. The former residences of many great men are waiting for you to find in this alley with large, medium and small sets, long and short. Tired of playing or visiting, there are special snacks and tea houses in the alley, which are enough for you to have a big meal. A secluded alley has a distinctive style and charm.

Let's walk into Yangzhou Alley and feel its unique style! 5

As the sun sets, I pass you again. To be exact, you were here.

You are just an obscure alley in the old city that I call my hometown. Perhaps, it is also the most neglected. No one knows the name of the alley. Maybe the alley has a name, or maybe it doesn't. It doesn't matter, I just want the alley to belong to me, the little fat man who has wandered in it countless times.

On one side of the alley is a line of old-fashioned residential buildings. The buildings are gray, which makes the alley so mottled. On the other side is a long wall that wants to surround anything but nothing. At the end, it is still a wall. Alleys, why do they exist? There is no way to know, maybe time will know.

This may be a boring alley, but it is the place I call "home".

In the early morning, the old city woke up under the sun. People began to come and go on the road outside the alley. But the alley is isolated and silent. Under the guidance of "Cheep-Crash", a rusty iron gate was pushed open, followed by two or three ... messages that were always slower than the city rubbed their sleepy eyes to say hello to everyone. Restless, I can't stand loneliness, so I rushed out as soon as I opened the door. What can I do if I rush out? No, nothing, just ask and say hello to the alley. Cars are coming and going on the road outside the lane, and pedestrians are in a hurry. Alleys are slowly welcoming sunshine, breeze and a new day.

The sun is getting hotter and hotter. The road is like a flowing river, but there is no hurry on the ground with a little moss in the alley. It is like a recluse who is used to the common customs, hiding between gray buildings and in the vast sea of people.

at noon, the dense lanes always remind people of the smoke yarn on the lake in the evening. However, this yarn smells like chopped green onion and pepper, which makes people feel comfortable instead of cold. In the room, there was the sound of cooking and knocking bowls and spoons. Is that yarn floating out of the house? Who weaves such fireworks-flavored yarn? Alley, you know.

when the child is older, he still leaves the alley. The alley can't keep the child, but it protects the child's heart. Because the alley has warm sunshine, a cold crescent moon and a sweet little dream of a child.

finally, one day, the alley disappeared. The world will never find that humble, dusty alley again.

let the cold reinforced concrete bury the alley that once belonged to me! Let the moss be crushed under the asphalt! Let that gauze be wrapped in automobile exhaust without a trace! Let the child never go back where he wants to go!

Just, in my dream, there is always an alley and several iron gates, like a Renaissance oil painting, embedded with sunshine, smeared with breeze and painted with children's endless attachment. Let this oil painting named "Alley" float in the torrent of modernization, with children's dreams, and drift into the distance! 6

There is no need to talk about the magnificent private villas and the smooth and flat marble floor. Just the European street lamp at the entrance of the alley makes people yearn for it. My home is deep in the alley, which has been like this for decades. Now I see the grandeur of the alley, but I always feel something is missing.

I really want to go back to the alley in my memory and the natural and simple place in those days! I always tread on the bluestone road full of years, for fear of hurting my old partner. It always makes a "creaking" sound, telling me the vicissitudes of life over the years. Between the bluestone slabs and the cracks in the bricks, there is always the baby moss who loves to cut the unkempt head. It feels soft and incomparable. They are smiling and nodding. Listen, there are birds singing, they stand side by side on the eaves, singing sweet songs, then ostentation and extravagance, ah! I really don't lose the chorus. The sunlight is clear, and the shadow cloth board sprinkles a layer of bright powder on the alley. Standing in the alley, feel the unique temperature of the natural alley. Warm, just right.

bluestone, moss, birds and warm sun constitute the quaint and natural alley in my memory. How I want to go back there and savor the true meaning of nature!

I really want to go back to the alley in my memory, to the place of joy and affection! Listen, the "purring" sound of boiling liquid must be Wang Apo cooking red bean porridge! Listen, that explosion "boom" sound must be Chen Dabo making popcorn! Listen, the rustle of copper friction must be Li Abo frying snails! I always like to sneak into their home, like a cheerful groundhog, eating like crazy! Take a sip of red bean porridge, eat a popcorn and suck a snail. How enjoyable! With a full belly, I stepped into the depths of the alley and gradually heard the voices of my heart. "Six barrels, hey ... no! I'm out of the whiteboard ... "That must be grandma's appointment with her neighbors to play mahjong! Seeing grandma's bulging appearance, she must have lost again. In fact, she also enjoys it. The neighbors saw me, "Girl, you're back from school! Put down your schoolbag quickly, put it down gently, it's tiring to go to school ... ""Hungry, uncle, I can bring my own green bean paste to relieve the heat, my little greedy cat. " Hear the sound, warm the heart. "Elder sister, come and play with me!