Cheer for him. 600-word composition

In daily study, work and life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a comprehensive and creative speech activity. So, how to write a composition? The following is a 600-word composition I collected to cheer for him, for reference only. Let's have a look.

Whenever I hear "Break up in tears, I don't want you to go", cheer for him 1. I remember him.-Sean.

In this summer, I'm glad I got to know him. He is a sunny boy with small eyes, small mouth, small touch, big man, big feelings, big humor and big voice. He looks exactly like South Korean superstar LEE JOON GI, but unlike LEE JOON GI, Sean's eyes are full of sadness and melancholy. But with a slight murderous look. However, people feel that he is gentle and kind. So in the eyes of each of our little "oranges", he is like a big brother next door.

As far as I know, I know Sean's family is not rich. Sean's parents are laid-off workers, but Xiang is strong and confident.

It is his self-confidence that makes him stand out among the 230,000 people in the country. It is his confidence that makes him the first in China 12.

With his little musical dream and the blessings of all those who care about him, he became the fifth happy male voice in 20 10 China.

He always plays the guitar and sits there quietly singing one song after another.

However, it is this song after song that makes him the biggest and strongest dark horse among 20 10 happy boys.

We all have a unified name "Orange", because Sean's name is homophonic with "Sean".

What I admire most about Sean is his persistence and tenacity.

I remember that in 2007, the first Happy Boys began to register. When Sean learned that Xi 'an could register, he lied to his mother that his classmate was in trouble and wanted to borrow 100 yuan for emergency. Then he went to Xi 'an to register.

In the fourth game of the national finals, Sean suffered from nervous deafness because of overwork, but he just smiled and let him advance smoothly.

Sean, the "orange kings" want to say to you: "I met you this summer, so I just wrote" Open Your Heart "for you. Every word is "missing" for you. We compose our sunshine together. You are an angel. You have the wings of an angel and bring us happiness like an angel. You are the "friend" of every "orange", and "orange" is waiting for you. We are your "spinning wood", watching your shining "left wing" and listening to you sing "Zhang San's song". If you meet your "XXX", we will never let you "break up in tears" Under the distant sky, we watched the sun rise on the grassland. Under Starry Sky, I recalled our frivolous time. "

Xiang, come on, "Orange" will always be with you!

Sean, I applaud you!

In my memory, there are so many people cheering for me that I can't remember their faces. But in my heart, I will never forget a person who deserves my applause. I always remember his appearance and voice clearly.

Last summer vacation, my mother and I were shopping in the market when we suddenly found a group of people in front of us. I am a person who likes to join in the fun, so we also squeezed into the crowd to see what happened. It turned out to be an old man with white hair. He saw an unfinished radish flower in his hand. There is a basket in front of him, with half a basket of radishes in it. There are some radish flowers beside the basket, orange, purple and white. These three flowers are very beautiful together. At this time, a blond foreigner was also attracted. Holding two radish flowers, he gestured in English and said, "How much are these?" Although the grandfather didn't understand what he was saying, he understood his gesture and motioned to him: "A forty cents." Foreigners don't seem to understand and look confused. Grandpa made another gesture, but the foreigner still didn't understand. Finally, he simply took out a few RMB from his pocket and let him take it himself. At this time, an uncle in the crowd said, "Take a fifty, take a fifty." Grandpa looked at the RMB in the foreigner's hand, took Zhang Yiyuan's money without hesitation, and gave him 20 cents back. Maybe foreigners think "value for money". He looked at the radish flower in his hand and gave a thumbs-up sign. At this time, the foreigner smiled and said in less fluent Chinese, "China people are really great!" " At this point, I went back to find the uncle who had just booed in the crowd, only to find that he had long since disappeared.

"The people of China are great!" It is foreigners' admiration for grandpa's craft, and grandpa's simple and honest quality and simple and honest person make me admire him even more and make me want to cheer for him. Meng Ziyun said, "Richness and wealth can't be lewd, poverty and lowliness can't be moved, and powerful people can't be bent. This is called a gentleman. " Grandpa is such a "gentleman". I think that if that foreigner knew about that day, he would say from the heart, "China people are really great!"

One day, I was walking in the street with a friend and met an artist who lived by playing the piano. His piano sound was very euphemistic and soon attracted many tourists. After pulling, many enthusiastic people poured a lot of love into a broken jar lying on the ground. Soon, the money covered the bottom of the jar tightly. But there is still no expression of excitement and happiness on his face.

"I have made so much money, why can't I be happy?" I looked at the sad face of the artist, and my heart was full of endless doubts ... I whispered in my friend's ear. "Maybe he needs some applause." The friend said disdainfully.

At this moment, my heart was deeply touched. I slowly raised my hands and applauded him sincerely, with a heavy voice. The onlookers also applauded its effect. Sure enough, the artist's bleak and haggard face showed a faint smile, and tears of gratitude and happiness overflowed his eyes. I see a sense of satisfaction in his face. What my friend said is absolutely right. The expectation in the artist's heart is not to get money, but sincere applause from others!

At this time, the artist played the violin with a happy and no longer melancholy heart. The sound of the violin seems more melodious than then ... because he saw the value of his existence.

Money is only a material gift, not a spiritual encouragement. People don't necessarily need only material rewards in life, but more spiritual help. A person's life can't be smooth sailing, but more pain and suffering. However, as long as a little spiritual help is given, even a few words or a trivial little gesture may pull him from the desperate situation of failure to the territory of success.

Cheer for him. This is true. It has neither too touching plot nor dramatic conflict. However, you may deeply feel how respectable and lovely this old man is. ...

The old man is about 60 years old, with gray hair and twisted beard. His weather-beaten face is wrinkled and his back is slightly hunched ... in short, he is too ordinary. There is nothing remarkable about him, even nothing that can be turned into words. Because he often sells cakes there, everyone affectionately calls him "the old man selling cakes".

A strong wind blew that day. I don't know why, there are many people buying cakes today. The old man selling cakes is as busy as a bee, and I am waiting in line anxiously.

"Grandpa, I'll buy a cake" is finally my turn.

"How many?" The old man smiled and squinted.

"Fifty cents." I answered irrelevant questions.

"One, two, three ..." The old man counted six for me.

"Hey, Grandpa, you gave another one!"

I was about to say it, but I swallowed it on the tip of my tongue. There was another rush, and I finally left the crowd in embarrassment. ...

It's cold! I wrapped my clothes tightly, put my hand in my pocket, and my heart sank. Oh, no! My wallet is gone, and it contains my pocket money for one month! I was so anxious that tears swirled in my eyes.

"Little classmate, little classmate" is an old man! What is he doing here? Unless just now ... I dare not think about it again.

Alas, it never rains but it pours. I lowered my head and toyed with my clothes, thinking about how to deal with this embarrassing scene.

"Little classmate, did you drop something?" The old man put down the burden and asked breathlessly.

"My wallet ..." I replied awkwardly.

"Is this it?" I looked up and saw my wallet in the old man's greasy hand.

"Be careful in the future." The old man smiled and put his wallet in my hand and walked forward with the burden.

Looking at the old man's back, I woke up from a trance and tears fell on my wallet. Old man, now I know your ordinary greatness. You deserve my admiration! I dare not lie to you!

I burst into tears and ran to where the old man left. ...

In July, the breeze blew and the lotus flowers in the pond swayed with the wind.

I walked aimlessly in the street. "One, two, one, two ..." I was attracted by the sound and saw an old man who collected waste products. He is wearing a white shirt, which seems to have been worn for several years. There is a big hole in his shoulder and many bruises on his back. He was wearing a pair of wide trousers. Although the weather is not too hot, the smell of sweat on his body makes passers-by stay away from him. His face was wrinkled and his shirt was soaked with sweat. It was very lively around, and passers-by pointed at him, talking and laughing. But he doesn't seem to care. He only cares about his tattered tricycle. Indeed, almost two meters of waste is on his tricycle. Do you think it can't be overturned?

Looking at the figure of the old man and the uneasy expression on his face, I thought, should I, should I help him? Yes, I really have to help him. I moved forward step by step, only five or three steps away from him. Suddenly, a big brother in a white shirt jumped out of the crowd.

"Let me help you." The old man who collected waste stopped shaking his hand, slowly raised his head and looked at him puzzled, but he smiled and said, "I'll call one or two. You have worked hard." The scene is no longer noisy. At this moment, I felt a warm current coming towards me. One, two, one, two, one! "Bang, the tricycle returned to its original appearance. The old man looked up and thanked him, but he disappeared into the crowd. It was so quiet around, everyone could hear breathing, and the air solidified at that moment, but the warmth he brought did not dissipate. ...

Indeed, cheer for him, he made me understand that love is everywhere in the world; Indeed, cheer for him, he let me take root in my heart; Indeed, cheering for him, he made me realize my mistake. Indeed, cheer for him!

Everyone has his own bright spot, but if a child of five or six years old has rare virtues, do you believe it?

The story happened on a day of heavy snow. I endured the devastation of the snowstorm and walked on my way to school alone. Looking up and looking around, I can't help but tremble at the glistening universities on the roof, branches and the road ahead. Gradually, the university closed, but the wind still roared. Looking around, I can't help feeling a little sad that there is no one except the students.

It's almost time to go to school, and the pace slows down. I happened to see an old man, wearing a sheepskin coat and hiding in the corner. Fortunately, the big coat is very wide and covers his whole body. I froze and thought, this old man is not staying at home in such a cold day. What is he doing here? Seeing the old man shivering with cold, I felt sorry for him. I was just about to ask about the situation Just then, a little boy of five or six years old ran to the old man and asked in nonstandard Mandarin, "Grandpa, what are you doing here?" The old man paused and sighed, "Alas, my daughter-in-law dared to come out ... Alas, she took me away when my son was not at home ..."

Hearing this, the little boy turned his head and ran away. I'm angry. I hate that woman. I hate that I can't do anything. But what's the use?

After a while, the missing boy came back with a cup of hot water and a bag of instant noodles. He handed the food to the old man. Grandpa thanked him, but he refused to eat it. Later, under the little boy's repeated entreaties, he ate. I watched grandpa eat (what does an old man eat? Alas, he hasn't eaten for a long time, which is not only a blank, but also a pity.

After a while, a young man came with a woman. I know from the tone that this is the son and daughter-in-law of the old man. The woman apologized to the old man, helped him up and said, "Dad, let's go home. She knows that she is wrong. " Grandpa forgave her and promised to go home. They were just about to leave when the little boy grabbed the woman and said, "Aunt, treat that old man well in the future!" " ! This is our traditional virtue. The woman touched the boy's head and said, "I remember." "Thank you, little guy!" With that, the boy ran away.

Suddenly, a warm current welled up from the soles of your feet. I am no longer afraid of the beating of the wind, thinking: such a small boy will know how to honor his parents when he grows up, and there is no doubt that he will become a filial person in the future. As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will be better.

When I was eight years old, there was no "disaster relief" at that time. I saw such a person, such a thing.

I will play football with a friend every day during the holidays. He plays football very hard. I never win every time I play football with him, but we still enjoy it every day.

Every time we come back from playing football, we will pass a crossroads. I still remember that day, when we arrived in Ma Lukou, there was a red light in front and everyone was waiting in the waiting area. He touched me very hard. "Why are you bothering me?" Before I finished, he covered my mouth and gestured to me with his eyes. Looking ahead, I also found something was wrong. I nodded and he let me go. He was very angry and said to me, "If you can't do it well, you must steal it!" How hateful! ""well, it's really annoying to do bad things at a young age. " "What shall we do? He is going to succeed! " I said in a hurry.

He reacted quickly, grabbed the ball from me, lifted his foot and kicked it. The ball flew quickly to the woman's bag. Just then, the ball hit the thief's long tweezers forcefully, and also hit the aunt. The thief was very angry when he saw that he didn't succeed, but he was afraid that things would be exposed, so he ran away immediately and gave us a look back.

Don't mention how happy we are, but aunt doesn't think so. She didn't know that the bag was almost stolen, so she turned and shouted at us. Whose child are you? Did anyone discipline you? How dangerous is it to play football on the road? She was reprimanded before we could explain. She speaks really fast. "Aunt, aunt, it is like this." Aunt, it's like this. Look at your bag, your bag! ""ah! What's going on here? My wallet? Hey, I didn't lose it. I didn't lose it. Great. "

At this time, my aunt blushed and looked at us both shyly. "I'm really sorry just now. I was wrong about you. Thank you so much, otherwise I didn't even know I lost my wallet. " Aunt apologizes to you. I quickly said, "Aunt, it's Cheng. He plays well. " Ah Cheng scratched his head shyly and said, "It's okay, aunt, we are young pioneers, and this is what we should do."

Looking at his serious face, I silently cheered for him in my heart. All that glitters is not gold. He is usually timid, and he is like a king in the world of football. Only through this matter can I really understand him. He is not timid, he is just, he is brave, and he is a qualified young pioneer!

Cheng, you are the best!

Cheer for him. I meet many interesting new things when I come home from school every day. There is one thing I will never forget.

I remember coming home from school once, and on the way, I saw a police uncle directing traffic. He waved his hand and all the cars stopped. Only one car saw the red light and rushed forward. At this time, the police uncle reached out and stopped the car. At this time, the driver rolled down the window and said, "It turned out to be Xiao Li. You are on duty today!" " "The police uncle said," it's Xiao Wang! "At this moment, I thought to myself, they know each other and will definitely not give him a ticket. The people next to him also looked at the people in the car. I am very angry in my heart. Unexpectedly, however, the police uncle named Xiao Li posted the ticket on the man's car. The man quickly got off the bus and said to the police uncle, "Brother, we are all friends. Please spare me this time! " "Uncle policeman said," Just because we are friends, I want to post a ticket for you to remember for a long time, and it won't happen again. This is for your own good. The uncle took a bottle of good wine and said to the policeman, "This is for you, please give me a break this time!" ""No, we are policemen for justice, not for breaking the law. No matter what you say, it is useless. " The police uncle said firmly. When the uncle saw it, he felt that there was no room for discussion, so he obediently paid the money. Then the green light came on. Many people turn to look at this police uncle from time to time and give him a favorable look!

I admire this police uncle from the bottom of my heart. Unlike some people, he is his friend. Forget it, that's it. He is a just and unyielding legal person, so I applaud him from the bottom of my heart! I also want to be a just person like him!

He is not only my opponent on the court, but also my respected classmate. I want to cheer for him. ...

I cheered for him because of what happened at school. ...

It was Thursday afternoon in physical education class, and there will be a basketball match in our class. Everyone is nervous and excited. I was assigned to the first group and he was in the second group.

The game has started. Our team got the upper hand from the beginning, because they are all basketball experts, while his team has been very passive. I saw our captain make a layup in two and a half steps, and the score changed from three to zero to four to zero in cheers. I looked at my opponent's face and everyone was depressed. Only he has no depressed expression on his face.

As the game continued, I saw our team's point guard trying to shoot. He rushed up and gave the point guard a "big hot pot". I saw a smile on his face. After that, his team walked out of the trough under his leadership. His team kept attacking, making the score very close. When he relaxed, he held the ball around the mature players of the team and sent the basketball to the basket. Now, the score is thirteen to thirteen. There are only a few seconds left, and the team gave me the task of the last shot. I am under a lot of pressure because his team's morale has greatly increased and the defense has become very good. As the game continued, the forward rushed to the basket. He and two teammates rushed up and thought that three people would stop him. The striker suddenly threw the ball back and it flew towards me. He tried to rush up to stop the ball, but it had left my hand and flew in. My team won. I looked at his team and no one was discouraged. Maybe it's because they chased it from scratch 13 points. I think, without his hard work and refusal to give up, his team would not have come out of the trough. With this in mind, my heart has silently cheered for him. ...

I am still deeply impressed by this matter until now. I admire his spirit of never giving up and sticking to the end. I applaud him.

Cheer for him 600-word composition 10 "Excuse me, who lost this wallet?" A schoolbag-carrying pupil on the bus shouted.

I looked at the pupil up and down, a simple dress. This classmate is really good, and I can't help giving him 100.

"Oh, it's my wallet, thank you." A middle-aged woman replied. "I can return your wallet, but anyway, I have to give you some money to thank you!" It's too bad that this man found something and asked his master for a reward. Now I grade him, and he can't even pass.

"You are such a man." It seems that middle-aged women are a little angry. "Don't I pack your things and don't even give you some benefits, just 20 yuan, I don't want too much." "Okay, okay, okay, I'll give you 20 yuan, not 20 yuan!" After that, the middle-aged woman reluctantly took out a piece of 20 yuan money from her trouser pocket and gave it to the students, muttering, "Today is my bad luck, I lost 20 yuan in vain ..." An old man standing by also scolded the students: "How did you do such a thing? It is proper to take something from others and give it back to others. How can you ask for money? "

I am also dissatisfied with this student, and I will give him 30 points at most.

"Old man, please see if you have lost money in 20 yuan. The old man checked his trouser pocket. " "Oh, I really lost 20 yuan!" "Is this 20 yuan money yours?" The old man took the money, looked at it carefully and nodded. "So this is ..." The old man muttered softly. "In fact, old man, you lost 20 yuan and it fell to the ground. I wanted to pick it up and give it back to you, but she ... ",pointed to the middle-aged woman. "She picked it up and put it in her trouser pocket. When she bent down, she didn't notice that his wallet fell to the ground, so I came up with this idea." Come to think of it, middle-aged women really took money out of their pockets. I saw the middle-aged woman's face suddenly red to her ears. The whole car cast an apologetic look at the student and a contemptuous look at the middle-aged woman.

This is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, which we should inherit and carry forward. Modern people, like that middle-aged woman, put what they have picked into their pockets. This practice runs counter to the traditional virtues of our country and should be corrected.

The setting sun shot into the window and spilled all over the floor. The student stood there as if his whole body was shining. This is not only a person, but also a true portrayal of the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation. I applaud him, I applaud the people who have this virtue, I applaud the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, and now I have scored 120 for this pupil.