Write an all-round and unforgettable composition.

1. For all of us, keeping a diary in all directions at home is a warm word. Since the word "home" came into being, there has been a corresponding wandering, but the end point of wandering is to find the paradise of one's soul-home.

In the process of exile, Qu Yuan, who suffered from Li Sao, missed his hometown-Du Ying most. Therefore, no matter how much suffering he has experienced, he can wear a high crown and a long sword and sing his own "Nine Songs". Once Ying Du was captured and his country was destroyed, he knew there was no home in the world. He went to another place farther away, and that was his home.

No wonder some people say, "When we meet by chance, we are all foreigners". Think about how many people have experienced such a moment: "Where is home in the Qinling Mountains, the snow leads the blue horse back." No matter how elegant Li Bai is, he will "sink again, and I suddenly think of home"; Du Fu is selfless, knowing that "a letter from home is worth a ton of gold"; Xin Qiji just wants to return to his happy home with honor. Li Houzhu has the melancholy that "a spring river flows eastward", which is only the memory of a new chair in the hometown of Southern Tang Dynasty ... The literati in feudal times may wander under the mountains and the ancient sunset avenue for future reasons, perhaps because of war, perhaps for other reasons, but when they see the city lights and sporadic fishing light on the river, or the wisps of light smoke on the ridge of Shan Ye, how can they not remember this beauty? But I look to my hometown, the twilight is getting thicker and the river waves are filled with sad mist!

Even in peaceful and quiet times, the attachment to home is still so strong. My family is beautiful, happy, peaceful and healthy, and my brothers and sisters are in harmony. "Beijingers in new york" tells the overseas China people's view of home, that is, in the quadrangle, the family is happily reunited. Huang Lei's home in "Time flies" is the unique charm of Jiangnan water town, and it is also the taste of Grandpa Qi studying there.

At this age, we have a more different view of home: we want to own a house of our own, decorate it ourselves and live in it ourselves; Who walks with me in the distant clouds, close to the sun, can hide their ears from the secular noise and want a clean and free life. Rebellious children will think so, but good children will not. They want to live with their parents and put their old home and future home together.

Home is not just a house, it is a haven for vagrants and a post for the soul. In short, this is also a way of life that truly belongs to me, my relatives and my family.

2. Guide, loyal, in all directions, writing a composition is like running a horse.

Carry me to dawn again and again, stumble in the dark and gallop on the avenue, whether it is sunny or rainy.

The young heart is burning.

Grind one's teeth and rush forward

Sometimes there are wolves along the way.

Sometimes there is snow and snow on the fork.

But the burning flame in my heart

Is the eternal lamp ahead.

It is a whip that inspires me to rise.

Urge me to move forward bravely.

I seek brilliant victory.

The days are constantly shuttling.

Old scenery embellishment.

The new website is dazzling.

Is there a victorious ending ahead?

I saw it in tears of sadness.

The rising sun on the horizon in Ran Ran, Ran Ran.

The brilliant light spread in all directions.

I suddenly realized.

Just look down-to-earth

As long as the fire in your heart does not go out, your motivation will not decrease.

Everywhere is the direction of victory.

Write a letter to colleagues from all over the country, mainly introducing my hometown. My hometown is in Nanjing, a this beautiful city with mountains and water.

As soon as I left home, I took a shortcut for less than five minutes. I came to the foot of the famous Purple Mountain. Although it is not a list of strange peaks and rugged rocks, I like it.

Spring has come, and the spring breeze has awakened the earth. The grass on the mountain has sprouted, and the green and purple mountain seems to be covered with new green clothes. The trees pulled out soft branches and grew green leaves. The breeze is blowing slowly, and the trees are shaking gently, as if nodding to say hello to people. In a few days, the pink peach blossom has opened. From a distance, it looks like a red glow reflecting the mountain.

In summer, trees flourish. Bundles of golden sunshine come from the gaps between leaves like swords, weaving colorful patterns on the earth. The cicadas sang in unison, singing about their long-awaited life.

In autumn, the grass turns yellow and the trees turn yellow. The breeze is blowing gently, and pieces of yellow leaves fall from the tree like butterflies. The mountain road is full of fallen leaves, so it is very interesting to step on it.

In winter, some trees on the mountain wither, but the pine and cypress are still green and lovely. After a heavy snow, the whole mountain was wrapped in silver. Purple Mountain put on white pajamas again and fell asleep.

As the saying goes, mountains are good and water is good. My hometown Nanjing is a good place, with not only the beautiful Purple Mountain, but also the charming Xuanwu Lake.

I am lucky that my home is not only close to the mountain, but also not far from the lake. It takes about 20 minutes to walk to the lake.

There is a beautiful flower bed by the lake. Every time I go for a walk by the lake, I can always smell waves of flowers. Flowers smiled at me one after another. "They" are elegant: some are in bud, some are in full bloom, some are in full bloom ... "They" have different colors, including gold, red, sparkling and crystal clear.

Further on, I arrived at the "hydrophilic platform" of Xuanwu Lake, which is a good place to watch fish. The breeze blew and the lake put on a thin pleated skirt. There are groups of fish swimming freely in the clear lake. Some of them chase and play like naughty children. Some two fish go hand in hand, stroking each other's tails, as if a couple were in love; Some people are lonely, as if something sad happened to them ... Looking at these fish and whispering to them, my troubles will disappear.

My hometown Nanjing has many places worth writing about. It is an ancient capital and historical city of the Six Dynasties. There are endless historical stories and historical sites that can't be seen enough. There are also some special snacks that make people drool when they hear their names: crystal dumplings, osmanthus duck, mala Tang, plum blossom cake ... the newly-built Olympic Sports Center, Green Expo, Nanjing Third Bridge and downtown library. ...

I love my hometown, its mountains, its water, its history and culture … When I grow up, I will use my wisdom and sweat to make my hometown more beautiful!

4. Help me find and think about the composition topic. The composition entitled "Listening" comes from all directions. Where did you hear the sound? Author: Deng

I like all kinds of sounds of nature, but in a noisy city, I can only hear the sound of cars whizzing by and the noise of construction machinery. These sounds are so loud that people can't think of words like "beautiful and elegant".

My favorite bird song is almost unheard of, but fortunately, only a few sparrows can bring me a little spiritual comfort. Cheerful cries with a little melancholy, lovely figure dancing on the branches, spreading its wings in the air, like a movie, attracted me to savor. However, all this came to an abrupt end. With the roar of joy from injury and plunder, several gray feathers fell lightly and it struggled. It struggled in the boy's hand. The sad cry stung me. I can't stand such a blow. Why even the last life given by nature was ruthlessly taken away?

I long for the sound of leaves colliding, just like the moonlight music played by a pianist, but it seems to be slowly swallowed up by the noise of the city. God is really unfair, leaving us only accompaniment, which can only be heard sporadically on campus. I happened to hear that an old man was looking after a large camphor tree forest and wanted to see it. However, a few days later, the news channel broadcast the unfortunate news that the forest was destroyed. Looking at the sawn trees on TV, I felt a kind of pain in my heart and destroyed a group of lives.

Every time, when I appreciate the sound, the beautiful sound comes to an abrupt end in the destruction of people. Where should I find the voice of nature I hope?

God is really unfair. The song of my favorite bird is so sad. My favorite rustling of leaves was swallowed up by the roar of the chainsaw.

I like the sound of nature. I hope that ignorant people will wake up early and listen to the sounds of nature!

5. Junior high school composition: An unforgettable event Write a short essay of about 500 words about this flood. Due to the influence of typhoon, Taiwan Province Province suffered severe floods. At this moment, people from all directions took action. A touching story, a hero figure, constantly appear in front of our eyes. Whether it is the staff who should have appeared in this post or the ordinary people who are willing to contribute their spirit and energy to the rescue, they are all heroes in our hearts and will always support us. Let's feel the touching story of the flood together. Scene 1: I remember a message that said, "I am a working girl. I heard that you can send text messages to donate money. I sent five messages in a row and donated 10 yuan. My salary is not much. I hope you don't laugh at me. " Scene 2: I saw three heroes killed by helicopter crash in the rescue on TV. This is their last mission, but no one thought of it, let alone their long-awaited family. This is the last time, not the last task, but the last time forever ~ ~ One of the heroes' daughters cried and said, "I was going to wait for my father to come back this time and say happy Father's Day to him, but now there is no chance." At this time, she cried even more sadly. Lens 3: Xiaolin Village, Jiaxian Township, Kaohsiung County was buried by a mudslide in the "August 8 flood". It is believed that more than 300 people were buried alive. Xiaolin village is a very serious disaster area. When the disaster came, the villagers had no time to escape, and some people were still sleeping. In such a disaster, I thought they were all buried alive, but I didn't expect their tenacious life to keep many of them alive. In the face of disaster, we never flinch!

Scene 4: A boy in Kaohsiung draws a picture in his temporary residence, in which there is a Transformers bigger than a house and a bird bigger than a plane. When the reporter asked him why he painted transformers bigger than the house and birds bigger than the plane, he replied that because transformers can protect our house, birds can take me with my father, mother, grandfather and grandmother. Because of this disaster, many children have not completely shaken off the shadow of the disaster. Come on, flowers of the motherland! I can't forget these touching stories!