Unforgettable voice composition

No matter whether you are in school or stepping into the society, everyone must have been exposed to composition. According to the characteristics of writing propositions, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following is my unforgettable voice composition, I hope it will help you. Unforgettable voice composition 1

The voice of nature Wang Shibo, the second primary school of Chibei District Management Committee, you want to ask me what is the most beautiful voice? Is it a symphony composed of car horns in that big city, the happy laughter of children in that quiet town, or the loud "hey yo" sound shouted by the workers at work? I don't think they are beautiful enough. The most beautiful thing is the sound of nature. In spring, the spring rain is rushing down, and the spring thunder is rumbling, as if to say to people: "Spring is coming, spring is coming!" " In summer, frogs croak and croak in the lotus pond, as if singing. A gust of wind blows, and the lotus leaves clap their hands, as if to say, "It's nice, it's nice!" In autumn, the autumn wind blows the leaves red, and the farmer's uncle will know that autumn is coming and it's time for a bumper harvest. In winter, the heavy snow is falling, covering the earth with a snow-white quilt, so that the grass, flowers and young trees can sleep better. How beautiful the sound of nature is! With these sounds, the world is so beautiful. I love the sounds of nature. Unforgettable voice composition 2

Facing the warm vernal equinox, with cheerful steps, the memorable "small voice of the lake" will begin.

melodious music and touching songs make us intoxicated. Singers appear one after another, gorgeous costumes, lovely faces exude a vibrant atmosphere, ever-changing songs, a beautiful one; A sad song; A magnificent song; A song ... They are so dazzling in the light!

among them, I can't forget the lively and lovely girl. The vibrant Golden Sun is still what she sang, "Golden Sun! The golden sun ... "Just like a grass that just sprouted and poked its head out, it is full of vitality. The song is crisp and loud, like a bird standing on a branch. The movements and voices are perfectly matched. Coupled with her sweet smile, the girl's performance is perfect! "Clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha." Although the girl's dress is not very ingenious, she touched us with strength. However, I believe that with her strength, she will definitely become the No.1 singer in China! The singing stopped, and it seemed that we were still immersed in that world. The girl bowed deeply to the audience and walked off the stage with two red clouds. The audience applauded, and all the students and teachers praised her, so did the judges.

"No pains, no gains." The girl got sweet "fruit" with hard sweat day and night. Unforgettable voice composition 3

One night, my father and mother went out for dinner, leaving my little aunt and me at home. Before leaving, my father and mother told us not to open the door when someone knocked at the door, and then they left.

After watching TV with my aunt for a while, I turned off the headlights and turned on the small lights to get ready for bed. Just when I got to the bedroom door, I heard someone shouting outside: "Open the door for me, I want to come in." I was shocked at that time, and quickly turned off the light softly. Find my aunt to find a way. My aunt said, Let's send a message to your mother first! Then sit behind the carton and hide. The man outside the door is still knocking at the door, and the noise is getting louder and louder, as if to knock the door down. After half an hour, my father and mother haven't returned our short messages, and we dare not open the door. My aunt said to me in fear, "Why don't we call your father? Yes, as long as the voice is not too loud!" I whispered to my aunt that she gently went to get her mobile phone, and when she came over, she brought me something to eat to calm me down. After the phone call, my aunt said to me, "Your father said that they might have an hour or two for us to get something to eat first." But the man outside the door kept knocking at the door, and soon the sound outside the door gradually died down, but we were all scared of the sound of unlocking, and we didn't know what to do. After a while, a familiar voice came from the door: "Rui Rui, come out. It was the mental derangement downstairs who knocked at the door just now. He was taken away by the security guard." After listening to my father's words, my aunt and I climbed out of it.

I can't forget this horrible sound. Unforgettable voice composition 4

I like many voices, but my favorite is my mother's "thunder".

It is not the thunder of nature, but the roar of my mother. This kind of thunder often appears when I am naughty: once, I got 89 points in the math exam, and when I got home, my mother's thunder began again: "How can you make a mistake on such a simple question? You shouldn't …" In fact, this kind of thunder is not very loud, but I In another case, when my mother was wronged outside, or when she was unhappy or unhappy at work, she complained to my father and me at the usual "thunder" volume as soon as she got home. It was quite loud!

I used to hate this "thunder", but now I like it more and more. Because, I gradually understand that this "thunder" can't help but "jump" out of my mother's mouth for my sake.

Mother's "thunder" is a sincere instruction. Although it is unpleasant to hear, I think it is the most beautiful voice in the world! Unforgettable voice composition 5

I have listened to many teachings, reprimands, accusations and inducements from the time I cried to the time I learned the language, until I learned the culture, and one voice is unforgettable.

I don't know whether this voice is teaching or encouraging. It has always inspired me to make progress in my studies and life. Although it has been two years, the voice has been lingering in my ears. "Come on, blossoming" is what she calls me from time to time. Her voice is very delicate and gentle, just like the spring breeze blowing across her cheeks, which makes people's distractions disappear. Of course, when she is angry, her voice is not so terrible, but I feel more intimate. "Flowers, you can do it." So I always respond to her with a smile. She is my fifth-grade class teacher.

She has a pair of sweet dimples and beautiful black hair. Of course, her voice is the greatest advantage. We all like her voice. She never loses her temper, never reaches out and hits people, and always keeps a lively attitude towards us.

I can't forget the teacher's voice. Whenever I am alone in a quiet environment, I will think of the teacher's voice. At that time, my mouth will rise from time to time, and a warm smile will ripple on my face. Don't say that after two years, even ten, twenty or even a hundred years, I will never forget her voice.

I love you, teacher, and I love you even more, which has given me an ideal seed. Unforgettable voice composition 6

On that day, my mother went on a business trip, and I was the only one at home. In order to enjoy this rare time, I finished my homework early, and then I couldn't wait to turn on the TV and find a ghost movie. This kind of film can be watched at any time, and it is thrilling to watch. But after reading it, I couldn't sleep. Lying in bed, I seemed to hear some squeaking noises. I told myself that it was just the sound of a child crying and a mouse. But I can't hold my breath and listen carefully, but the voice is getting louder and louder and weirder. This must be a ghost call! Thought of here, my heart suddenly messed up, I quickly got into the quilt, even dare not out of the atmosphere, and kept saying, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, as long as I fall asleep, as long as I fall asleep." But the more I think about it, the more scared I am. The more afraid I am, the more I can't sleep. I feel that this strange cry is getting closer and closer to me and seems to come to my side. I opened the quilt carefully, and found that a shadow flashed by. I screamed and got into bed. Suddenly the light at the door turned on. It turned out that Grandma found a noise upstairs and wanted to see it. When I saw Grandma, my heart was finally put down.

Grandma turned on the light in the room and told me not to be afraid. There were thieves at home. At this moment, the police came. It turned out to be Grandma. I felt that I had not called the police, and the thief was brought to justice.

Although this incident has passed, I can't forget the strange sound that night. Since then, I have learned that there are no ghosts in the world, and everything happens for a reason. Unforgettable voice composition 7

There is such a voice, which still reverberates in the ear and penetrates into the heart for many years.

When I was a child, I loved popcorn. Although I loved it, the "loud noise" after it was made was really unbearable, and I was particularly afraid of it when I was a child. It was deafening like Raytheon's "anger" and alarmed my heart. But thanks to my kind grandmother, who "shielded" the loud noise for me, she stuck me in her arms, clutching my little ears with warm hands, and from time to time she wanted to step back more and more, but I complained, "Come closer ~ I want to see how he does it!" , suddenly rang! But what I heard in my ears turned into a muffled drum, which was completely different from the loud noise and was very nice.

I'm also very tired of the harsh alarm bell. Every time I have to block my ears and turn it off impatiently. Careful grandmother patted my quilt every time I got up and called me "get up" to wake me up gradually. When I opened my sleepy eyes, I could smell the delicious morning smell. It must be delicious, because it was cooked by my grandmother herself. When I was a child, I called it "the taste of grandma's affection".

My childhood "boat" carried those voices, happiness and my grandmother, who told me stories on the boat, but now my grandmother has passed away, and I am still immersed in the "deafening" and "harsh" voices, which have been upgraded into "beautiful" movements through my grandmother's unique "processing" and accompanied me to grow up happily.

I'll never forget the voices of my childhood. They began to reverberate in my ears again. Unforgettable voice composition 8

There is a voice that is mother's care and pulls you out when you are in trouble. Whose voice is this? Mother's voice, of course. My mother's voice is great, because she always helps you when you are in trouble.

My mother has fluffy hair, light yellow hair, big eyes with dark circles and a wrinkled face. He is short, but in my mind, he is a giant, a man I admire!

My mother, he is very great. How can he be great? It all started with this incident: it was a hot summer day and I just came out of the supermarket at the school gate. Of course, my mother was there. I can't put it down with the pen I just bought. Suddenly, a little girl rushed over and said, "It is you who stole my pen." I was a little nervous and said, "I obviously just bought this from the supermarket." Don't talk nonsense, "but the little girl deliberately said," What evidence do you have to prove that you bought it from the supermarket? " I panicked because I forgot to take the receipt. I was speechless. "Look, admit it, I have no evidence, and I dare to say that I bought it from the supermarket." Then a voice suddenly appeared: "Enough, I have proof that my daughter didn't take your pen." I looked up, ah, it's mom, I think I have hope. Mom picked up the phone, clicked on the payment, and a bill was in it. Suddenly, the girl was speechless and ran away in shame. Along the way, I looked at my mother and felt very grateful to her. Because if it weren't for my mother, I wouldn't know what to do.

thank you, mom. Unforgettable voice composition 9

It was an afternoon during the National Day holiday. My parents and I went shopping together. The sky was gray, the wind was a little cold, and there were not many pedestrians in the street. Suddenly, a melodious piano sound came into my ears.

following the sound of the piano, we saw an old man in thin clothes, sitting on the curb by the road. That wonderful music was uploaded from the erhu in his hand. Many listeners gathered around, and they were fascinated. Passers-by kept joining this circle and surrounded the old man.

The beautiful melody makes people think that this old man is the legendary blind A Bing. After the song was finished, the onlookers woke up from the music, and some people took change out of their pockets and put it in a small basin in front of the old man.

I also want to give some change to the old people. Otherwise, I feel uncomfortable as if I didn't buy a ticket after listening to the concert. When I touched my pocket, I found no money. I quickly told my mother what I thought, and she gave me some change. I took it, put it gently in the small basin in front of the old man, turned around shyly and ran back to my mother.

The first time I heard such beautiful music outside, my mother told me that it was "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon"! The beautiful sound of the piano and the actions of so many listeners consciously giving money to the elderly that day made me feel that life is not short of beauty, beauty, omnipresence, kindness and omnipresence. Unforgettable voice composition 1

The voice I heard in the classroom that day intoxicated me.

Thursday is a music class. Before class, the teacher asked a classmate to bring his electronic piano, and then said to us, "Today, we are going to learn a new song-Hometown Road. I'll sing it first later, and then I'll play it on the piano and teach you to sing." After that, the teacher began to sing. When listening to the teacher singing, I feel that this song should be sung slowly and affectionately, not as fast as the rhythm of modern songs. After the teacher finished singing, I played it again on the electronic organ. Although it was not very good, it was also very nice. After the play, the teacher asked us to sing after her. Before we finished singing, the teacher asked us to stop.

"You sang wrong. You should sing slowly and in tune. Now sing again." We began to sing again. When we sang the last sentence, I thought everyone sang very well. This song is a song about the author's yearning for his hometown, and we completely sang the author's love and yearning for his hometown. Like the tinkling sound of a stream dripping on a stone, like a melodious flute, it slowly tells the feelings of the author and his hometown. Generally speaking, it's very nice. Although it's not as good as those musicians' songs, I think our songs are far better than theirs.

The sound left a good impression in my memory. I like the sound. Unforgettable voice composition 11

I have heard many voices since I was born. What I want to hear again and can't forget most is the voice of my grandfather accompanying me.

when I was young, grandpa always slept with me at noon. Every day after lunch, grandpa laughed and said in a loud voice, "Let's do some activities, one two three four five six seven eight, two two three four …" I wriggled, shook my head and waved my hand with grandpa. Then, grandpa put me to bed. Then, grandpa took out a story book for me and told me a story in a soft voice. Every time I listened to the story, I fell asleep. The clock was ticking, and I woke up. I heard grandpa's beating heart and gentle breathing. I fingered grandpa's eyelids, and grandpa woke up and gently said to me, "Little Miaomiao, you are awake." I nodded. Grandpa said with a gentle smile, "I'll get up at once." After a nap, grandpa took out a big ball and said, "Come, grandpa will take you."