Wu youxiu's composition

In the usual study, work and life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. So have you ever studied composition? The following are the excellent compositions I collected for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Knowing this, we and the tourists on the shore stay in each other's lives for a while. It's just how much I want to, I can accompany you again, but that summer, we were destined to be apart. So I was born in the fog, I can't see the front clearly, and I often go to the intersection where we met. ...

We met in the fog and saw your faint posture. I stopped moving forward and looked back at you a thousand times. You don't know, or as others say, I scare you. I watched all this in the sun, so melancholy. How many times did I search the scene, and this moment came out. I will always be the only protagonist behind the scenes. No one paid attention to this scene, only I was there alone, humming, playing solo and lying alone.

Always like this, looking at you, but afraid to approach, otherwise I will break the beautiful moment. Think back to your laughter, your tears, your words and deeds, everything about you. Only in this way, through the sunshine of the glass, the injured river slowly flows through my heart, and the laughter from the left and right banks reaches my ears, but there will never be the sound of you laughing for me again. I think it's the piano that plays distant music on the black and white keys, the song "The Seal of Rain" that you played.

Knowing this, we stayed in each other's lives with the tourists on the shore for a while. It's just how much I want to, I can accompany you again, but that summer, we were destined to be apart. So I was born in the fog, I can't see the front clearly, and I often go to the intersection where we met. ...

Everything is silent. In the sunset, watching ginkgo falling, I feel that our fate has arrived.

Now, it is still the same. I only come to see you at the meeting once a week. Standing on a high place and looking down, the trees will not wither because of my heartache, and the grass is still green. It's just that the people inside are different from before, and they can't find their original nature. They meet by chance, just like a stream, and the fork in the road separates.

All this, am I wrong? Looking for the shadow of the past in the past life.

In the morning, just waking up from sleep, I used to look up at the window. But when I saw the scenery outside the window, I was shocked.

Outside the window, the sun is not as bright as usual, but white, and nothing can be seen, just like a world composed of white gauze.

I am intoxicated, intoxicated in this dreamlike world. I put my hand out of the window, quietly and slowly stroking the invisible white gauze, as if I had become one of countless ties. My body turned into fog, dancing and singing in the air, shielding the scenery behind me from passers-by, as if I were cherishing my most precious wealth.

However, the scenery behind is indifferent, as if it were covered with happiness. Are they dressing up for themselves now, waiting for the milky fog to clear, and then giving their most beautiful side to people and nature? Is this like a fog of white gauze? Are there any skeletons in the closet? Is everything alive in a foggy world, and then changed back to its original state when the fog dispersed? Are there all kinds of monsters coming out for a walk behind this unreachable fog? When Miss Fog leaves, will she go with her? I don't know what is behind this fog, but I know that there must be something unusual behind this white gauze, and there must be something very wonderful and full of fairy tales.

Thinking of this, I suddenly ran, quickly put on my clothes and shoes, pressed the elevator button and walked to the outside world. Ding, the elevator opened, and I opened the iron gate like crazy and rushed to the world full of white gauze, because I really wanted to know what the outside world was like. The door creaked open and I finally arrived. ...

Fog 3 overnight, the fog, like a veil, silently enveloped the whole city.

Looking around, everything seems to be covered with a layer of cloth, a milky white cloth similar to milk. The world is different. The original speeding car, surrounded by fog, turned into a white horse and strolled slowly. As I walked forward, the building in front of me struggled to break away from the invisible barrier of fog like a child who broke through the obstacles of his parents and ran to a candy store. Pedestrians on the road are like angels in white walking through the clouds.

The noisy city became quiet after being filtered by fog. Fog is like a soundproof screen, blocking all kinds of sounds, leaving only some subtle timbre. "Tick-tock", this is the hurried footsteps of pedestrians; "Hua Hua", this is the sound of cars passing at high speed; "Tribal tiger", this is the light sound of the wind ... what a lively symphony in the fog.

I took a deep breath "hoo-",and this wet fog has the freshness of grass, the fragrance of flowers and the bitterness of earth. Although I am in the city, the fog gives me a natural and simple feeling of walking in the countryside.

I opened my mouth again and let the fog slowly enter. I tasted the sweetness of spring water and the fragrance of tea. This is a wonderful and soothing taste, which makes people memorable.

Fog seems to be everywhere. I reached out my hand and immediately felt the softness of the fog, just like touching soft silk and velvet. I closed my fingers and the fog disappeared without a trace.

I like fog, its elegance and softness.

In the early morning, fog, a beautiful fairy, came silently. She hangs over the earth, so gentle and beautiful, like a bride in a wedding dress.

I stood on the balcony and looked into the distance. There are only some vague outlines left in Wei Zi in the distance, which is really seamless! The closer the house is, the more blurred it becomes, like a faint ink painting. The nearby trees were covered with a veil by the fog girl. Because of the fog on the road, the car drives slowly, like a big stupid beetle, and the horn keeps ringing. Only the vegetable garden was quiet, as if they didn't wake up. I reached out to get rid of the fog, but she just couldn't pull it off, cut it off, cut it off.

After breakfast, Grandpa Sun came to work, as if to urge the hostess to go home. At this time, the leaves in the vegetable garden are all footprints left by the fog girl-all soaked with a layer of dense water droplets, melon, beans and sweet potatoes. You won't let me, and I won't let you. They all stretched themselves and welcomed Grandfather Sun with great energy. Suddenly, the cicada sang a song, and the car was no longer a beetle, but a spiritual lion, proudly shuttling on the road. On the balcony, in the vegetable garden, it was lively again: birds came to the yard to report the good news-"Miss Fog is back!" " Fog girl has gone home! "The butterfly seems to have been fooled by the fog girl and hasn't found the direction yet. They stumbled around the garden, and bees came out to chase after the fun and hum to collect honey from the loofah flowers. Everything is back to the way it was.

"The smoke is a little heavy and the rain is still small." This is the true portrayal of fog! It is like a magic hand, making the world hazy, changeable and beautiful.

I am walking in a white world.

It's surprisingly quiet around, and cars pass by occasionally. Although slow and aimless, at least it won't make me lose myself in this world.

Passing through a meadow, I heard the crisp wind chimes, which were crisp and nice. I walked over and saw someone selling it. I couldn't resist the temptation to buy one and put it at home.

Keep walking, walking aimlessly in this block, there are still few people, and occasionally a few people pass by in a hurry, completely lifeless and lifeless.

After walking for a few minutes, I vaguely saw a little light. Although it is only a street lamp, it illuminates the surrounding roads, just like a candle in the dark, which brings me hope.

Time flies, I go further and further, but I don't know, because it blocks everything.

Of course, I'm not like this, but I still realize my lost position.

Although I really want to go back the way I came, many forks in the road have left me no room to turn back.

I sat on the bench, trying to wait for it to disperse. But when it dispersed, I was surprised to find that this empty world was completely lifeless, just like a falling meteor.

Finally, I saw a newspaper. Although the date is vague, I can see the first two lines.

20XX year1February.

The smog is too serious these days. Every day, the sky is covered with gray smog.

My mother told me that the smog in Beijing and Hebei is more serious, and many highways are closed. Hey! Why is it the capital of China? I think it's better to call China "the capital of smog".

How is the smog formed? When PM2.5 exceeds the atmospheric circulation capacity and carrying capacity, it is prone to a wide range of smog. What is PM2.5? PM2.5 refers to particulate matter with a diameter less than or equal to 2.5 microns in the atmosphere, which contains a large number of toxic and harmful substances and has a serious impact on human health and the quality of the atmospheric environment.

How does smog invade the human body and destroy health? Then let me elaborate.

PM2.5 and its "brothers" are playing an "introductory game", which directly endangers human health.

The first level: nostrils. After they entered the nostrils, all the "brothers" over 20 microns were killed here; The second level: throat. Only about 10 micron above this level will "pass", but PM2.5 is light, but it passes well. The third level: alveoli, which fight against white blood cells and lymphocytes all the way. Humans have more than 300 million alveoli. Once they block the alveoli, people will be out of breath.

Also, pay attention! They have "advanced soldiers"-less than 0.5 micron in diameter, which can directly enter blood vessels. As long as there are more "high soldiers", blood vessels will narrow and blood pressure will rise, which will cause thrombosis; And it will attack the "core" of people, leading to myocardial ischemia, injury, arrhythmia and myocardial infarction ... The harm of smog is really terrible!

In fact, every time we breathe, the smog is "killing".

If each of us can start from ourselves, drive less and travel green; Plant all kinds of trees and protect forests ... I believe we can see blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters every day in the future.

Fog Excellent Composition 7 We changed our clothes and went into the swimming room. It was foggy inside, like a fairyland. Everyone kept saying, "What a fog!" "

Little L ran to me and asked me, "Wang Yidong, this swimming pool is really beautiful! This place is really like the place where the old man has been. Is this a fairyland? " "Too old gentleman, it should be Guanyin came here and spilled a few drops of dew in the swimming pool. Take a sip and you may live another 100 million years! " Everyone is very happy. "It's charming here!" "This is a fairyland on earth!" "I really want to go swimming at once!" ..... I like swimming in this fog best: I can play hide-and-seek with others or kick them when others are not looking. Anyway, they don't know who kicked them, and they were kicked for nothing. I feel like a fairy walking in the clouds.

Mr. Ruan (swimming teacher) helped the little G put on their swimming caps, and the little G began to say, "What kind of fog is this?" It is all water vapor, let alone a fairyland! " "What do you know? This is called metaphor. Didn't Teacher Tong say that writing a composition should be metaphorical? Others use metaphors to keep a diary! " What she said was not poetic at all, and I began to refute her.

At this time, teacher Ruan's business will be over. As soon as she came over, she scolded, "What's the noise? Do you still want to go to class? " As soon as this sentence fell, the whole class quieted down, and we jumped into the water again and snorkelled in the fog.

Students, let's take a look at the familiar blue sky! It turned out that the sky was still rippling with light blue, and now it has been dyed gray by smog. The fog is diffuse and the field of vision is less than 50 meters. Is such a sky what we want? Who turned the blue sky into what it is now? The culprit is none other than smog.

How is the smog formed? Haze is composed of dust, sulfuric acid and nitric acid in the air, which will make the atmosphere turbid, blur vision and worsen visibility. The root cause of smog is too many informal processing plants. The smog emitted by these processing plants every day makes the smog spread rapidly to all parts of China, among which Beijing and Hebei are the most polluted areas, with the daily PM2.5 index reaching more than 300, and the harm of smog is not limited to these. You must wear a mask when you go out, otherwise you will be short of breath and chest tightness once you inhale polluted air. In severe cases, lung infection can lead to pneumonia and even life-threatening. Moreover, smog is not only harmful to the human respiratory system, but also has an impact on the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular systems and the optic nerve system. According to expert statistics, the number of lung cancer patients in Beijing has increased by 60% in recent years, which is very alarming. So the smog is so harmful, how can we prevent it?

First of all, it is best not to do strenuous exercise in foggy days. For example, during strenuous exercise such as long-distance running and playing football, the increase of vital capacity makes people inhale more pollutants. Wearing a mask when going out can resist some pollutants. Don't close the window too tightly. There will be kitchen fume pollution at home. If there is no ventilation, the indoor air will be dirty, which will also endanger health. People who are sensitive to pollution, such as respiratory diseases, had better reduce outdoor activities. Eat more fruits, pig liver, pig blood, mung bean soup, red bean soup and so on. It is best not to drive, take taxis, take buses and bicycles when going out to reduce carbon dioxide and smoke. Plant more trees and don't litter everywhere.

If we want to restore the blue sky to its former colors and avoid smog every day, let's start from childhood and start from ourselves to usher in a beautiful sunrise.

The bright moon, stars and sunset are all beautiful. Many poets and writers describe their beauty in the best language, but I am deeply attracted by the white fog.

In the morning, the weather is very cold. I sit quietly by the window, waiting for the white world that makes people linger.

My eyes are fixed on the grass outside. Suddenly I found that the golden grass was covered with white gauze by Sister Fog. So Sister Fog is afraid that the grass will freeze. Slowly, the grass put on the white cotton-padded jacket, planting trees and so on all put on the big cotton-padded jacket sent by Sister Fog.

Then, Sister Fog began to release the fog in her body.

The white fog is getting bigger and bigger, and I am blinded by it. I watched it for a while, but Sister Wu seems to have no strength. The fog is getting worse, because Sister Fog has gone back to her place to recuperate.

I opened the door and stood outside. I walked in front of the door for a while. The fog was so thick that I stood in front of the door, and even two big trees more than 5 meters away from the window disappeared without a trace.

I felt cold all over, so I went back to the house and added a dress.

The "white world" is beautiful. I watched it for about an hour. I'm fascinated, and I'm sure you will be fascinated, too. You can take time to enjoy it!

In the morning, I woke up and suddenly found the window was white. I said to myself, hey, what's the matter? Why is it still so white? Where is Father Sun? According to common sense, shouldn't father-in-law Sun have got up already? What happened today? Will you lie in bed like me? Then I looked out of the window with doubts in my heart. Only then did I know that Grandpa Sun was not in bed, but it was foggy outside, which covered him.

Looking out of the window, because of the fog, you can only vaguely see the outline of the tall building in the distance. Cars coming and going on the road all lit up the lights in front, and the driving speed was much slower than usual. The flowers and trees in the distance are covered with a thin veil by the fog, giving people a hazy aesthetic feeling in the fog. People walking on the road don't know if it's a man or a woman.

I just watched quietly by the window. Before long, the fog slowly dispersed and the familiar father-in-law Sun came out. Suddenly, my heart was lost. What a magical fog! Even if it is short-lived, it leaves a gift like the earth, that is, water drops. Flowers and trees are covered with glittering and translucent laughing drops. Under the sunlight, the water drops are sparkling and dazzling.

Although the fog dispersed in this way, the wonderful fog left an indelible impression in my heart.

The author believes that good things will not flow forever, so once you see good things, keep them well. Don't let them slip away from you so easily, or you will regret it.

Fog excellent composition 1 1 My hometown is in the valley, and there is fog every morning.

I am used to it, but I feel that some cities are not beautiful and the air is a little faint. The mist lingers in this delicate fragrance, lingering around, like a legendary fairyland, and even the nearby wild flowers and weeds feel beautiful. The distant landscape is hazy, and the green coat is somewhat incomplete, but it is still beautiful. Some tall trees, half covered by fog, become emerald clouds suspended in the air. When the wind blows a few peach petals, they are dotted with "clouds" from time to time. Sometimes, it's dense fog, and it's all white. It is easy to give people a feeling of lightness, and then a fragrance is blown, which makes people linger.

In the rainy season, the fog in the morning also feels wet. Small "tears" on wild flowers wet my trouser legs from time to time, perhaps it is an illusion-I always feel that even dew has the same vitality as flowers. It was not until noon that the fog completely dispersed. The beauty of my hometown is only fully displayed in front of my eyes, but there is still no beauty of fog. The hazy feeling is wonderful, just like seeing a wisp of smoke in the desert-giving people confidence and hope.

Fog represents the beginning of a new day-starting from obscurity, just like being born-knowing nothing. The future time-it will be clearer anyway, as long as the direction of progress is corrected-the future is ahead.

Fog, let me have a little enlightenment in life, let me take a small step towards success.

My hometown has been buried in the river of memory, and only the fog of my hometown haunts my heart.

Early in the morning, I opened the door, and then a tidal wave hit my face, which made me feel a little cold. Looking out, I saw a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. Is it snowing? No, snow can be touched, but it can be seen and touched. It is more mysterious than snow. I like this scene better than snow.

As soon as I saw it, I ran out to see what it was like. I was even more surprised when I came out. I saw that heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in an invisible veil. I don't care what it is, I just want to stay here all the time. Maybe this is not my home, but a fairyland. Is God calling me? I took a few steps and found the veil moving. I am in the sky, I can fly. At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that maybe it was a dream. Then, I hit myself, wow! It hurts. It's not a dream. It's real. After verifying this fact, I looked into the distance and saw a lake behind a few trees. How beautiful! As if looming, I hurried there, ready to shuttle, but when I got there, I found that it was only the greening of our community. I didn't believe it at first, but when I heard the horn of the car, I woke up from a rude awakening and hit my head again. This is fog, right? I was really confused.

Knowing this truth, I still love fog, but I am happier, because fog is real, and I can often see this magical sight. I took a hard breath of humid air and felt relaxed and happy. Looking at this charming fog, I suddenly have an impulse to get close. I touched it with my finger, leaving only a wet surface. I caught it, but when I let go, it ran away again.

At this time, I don't know when the sun came out. This veil-like mist, like the veil of a shy bride, gradually fades away, and the thick mist flows and fades in the sun, becoming less and less and thinner. Houses and trees are faintly visible in the distance. The rays of the sun are getting stronger and stronger, throwing out heat violently. The veil-like fog has been flying higher and higher with the hot air, and finally disappeared without a trace. Between heaven and earth, there is only golden light left, and my heart is full of disappointment.

In the morning, I woke up from my dream, opened the curtains and looked out of the window. "Oh, it's foggy! Foggy! " I shouted excitedly.

Yes, everything outside the window is shrouded in fog. But the fog is not very thick and thin, just like a fairy's veil, which is near and far away; Tall buildings and small trees; Street lamps, lawns ... these are all shrouded in fog, and dreams are like fairyland.

I went downstairs, sat in my mother's car and watched the magic fog. After a while, the fog became thicker and I couldn't see anything clearly. I want to touch it, but I can't. The scenery in the distance can't be seen at all, but it disappears magically when you get closer, which makes people feel the magic of fog. All the cars on the road are driving and honking, but people can only see the flashing taillights and hear the rapid honking, but they can't see the shape of the cars. Pedestrians rush forward on their way to work and school.

When people leave, the fog disappears. It is vague, people, cars, tall buildings ... everything is looming, some quiet, some pure, some fantastic, giving us countless mysteries. Fog makes our hometown as magical and beautiful as a dream, and we are amazed.

Gradually, the fog cleared away. Gently, quietly, let us be unaware. Like a fairy putting away her gauze scarf, it seems that someone has quietly unveiled the mystery of fog.

Ah! Fog, quiet, elegant, pure, dreamy, this is your true colors. You give people infinite reverie and reverie!

Fog excellent composition 14 accompanied by a slight coolness, accompanied by a little rain ... the fog came.

It was an autumn morning, and my parents and I came to Jilin-Changbai Mountain. Although it is only autumn, the cold wind of winter can be faintly seen in the cold wind. Early in the morning, my parents and I climbed the western slope of Changbai Mountain to see the style of Tianchi Lake.

Finally climbed up, but the joy of climbing to the top was immediately washed away by the foggy pool surface. Walking into the mountains around Tianchi, I saw the fog around Tianchi, but I accidentally discovered the wonder of this fog.

Fog, like a thin layer of feather yarn, gently hangs over Tianchi. The water in Tianchi Lake is hidden in a hazy way, which puts a mysterious coat on the magical Tianchi Lake. Under the fog, the water in Tianchi is at arm's length, dancing like a clever spirit on the dense Tianchi lake. When you look at it at will, it will be generously displayed to you; Take a closer look, it hides in the arms of mother fog.

A strong wind blew. Blow away some fog and show the smile of Tianchi. The fog seems to be dyed blue by the water in Tianchi, like blue cotton candy, which makes people taste the sweetness.

Looking at the lingering fog, I lay on the railing and my heart was full of imagination: didn't the tears of the gods in the sky flow to the world? Isn't it the skyshatter that the Monkey King fell when he made a scene in the Heavenly Palace?

Just when I was fascinated, the fog had quietly dispersed. Just like it came lightly, it didn't take a cloud with it when it left. People on the shore are cheering, but I feel a little sorry. Just let it be, as an appetizer to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tianchi.

I was deeply impressed by the magic and beauty of fog.

On Wednesday night, my mother received a short message from the Education Bureau. Nanjing primary and secondary schools were completely suspended because the air pollution level was upgraded to a red warning. I am surprised and happy to hear this news, because I don't have to go to school tomorrow, so I can sleep in. But how is the smog formed? What impact and harm does it have on our lives?

I finally know the reason for the smog: 1. Dust accounts for 30%. 50%, mainly from road traffic, buildings, exposed ground, etc. 2。 Industry accounts for 29. 7%, mainly coal-fired emissions and dust and organic matter produced in production. 3。 Motor vehicles account for 23. 35%, mainly refers to the exhaust emissions. 4。 Civil accounts for 10. 8%, mainly refers to the coal-fired emissions of small coal stoves and boilers. 5。 Others account for 5. 7%, mainly refers to the catering, dry cleaning and other emissions. According to newspaper reports, before the 1990s, the average annual haze weather remained within 100 days, but in June this year, the haze weather has risen to 186 days. As can be seen from the data, our environmental pollution is getting more and more serious, and there are more and more haze weather, and the environment on which we live has been severely tested.

Smog weather has brought a lot of inconvenience and harm to our lives. In these two days, we can hear news reports every day. The number of highway closures, airport closures and traffic accidents is also increasing, and even the number of people running red lights is increasing. When there is fog, people are afraid to go outside. Everyone is hiding at home, and the scattered pedestrians on the street are wearing masks and rushing. If there is no smog, we can have normal classes and go to physical education class happily with our classmates on the playground. Parents at the weekend can also take me to travel to the suburbs. The foggy weather makes everything impossible.

Hazy weather has brought us a lot of losses. According to the newspaper, these pollutions are caused by ourselves, so if we want to have more blue sky and white clouds and breathe more fresh air, I think we should do it: drive less, walk more, ride more bicycles and use more environmentally friendly and green means of transportation. Protect the forest, plant more trees, cut less trees, and plant more green plants around us. It is necessary to reduce construction and avoid dust.

Protecting the environment is a top priority. Let's all act.