Write a composition about the school blackout.

1. The composition on the theme of power failure is brightly lit in a classroom of a school-it turns out that this is our class's evening self-study. Suddenly, I don't know what happened. Why is the classroom suddenly dark? Oh! It turns out that our school is out of power. Great! Studying at night, there is no electricity, it is dark, you can't see, you can't learn, what should I do? Everyone is in a hurry.

I looked around. It was dark. Looking out the window, the red light in the distance is colorful and beautiful! In the sky, the sickle-like moon is walking leisurely in the air. However, our environment here is ... alas, when will this electricity come? I reluctantly shook my head and sighed. Some students in our class are very sad, and some are very happy ... Sad students think that they can't do their homework without electricity and sigh. And those happy students think that we usually have to do a lot of homework. At the moment, without electricity, we don't do our homework, and the teacher can do nothing. "alas! I can't do my homework without electricity! What a tragedy! " "Hee hee ... there is no electricity! The battery is dead! I can finally stop doing my homework! Haha, today is really lucky! "

At this time, I propose that we all talk to each other. It is too dark! So, we discussed the problem of several people talking together warily. There are two people talking together; There are four people talking; There are three people talking together ... some talk about interesting things about their childhood together, which makes everyone laugh; Some talk to each other about their family situation; Also, introduce your good friend to your classmates and tell the story between you and your good friend. However, the only thing that makes us unhappy is that mosquitoes have "invaded". They bite people from time to time, which makes people itch. Because of mosquitoes, let's move our legs and stretch our hands for a while, so it will be difficult for mosquitoes to bite us.

According to our words, electricity, like a mental illness, somehow left at the critical moment and came again when we were talking well! We have to do our homework again.

2. I urgently need an essay about the school power failure.

The bell rang, the Chinese teacher came, and the classroom suddenly lost power, which surprised all the students. It was a morning in June, having an early reading class. Although the weather was gloomy and sultry, eight fluorescent tubes lit up the classroom and four flying fans blew cool. The bell rang, the clouds cleared and the sunlight and lights competed with each other, but more than forty students were ignored. Eight lamps in the classroom were turned off, but the students didn't respond, but the teacher turned off four flying fans, which surprised the students. The teacher began to teach us casually, and we didn't know what medicine the teacher was selling, so we had to listen carefully. The teacher spoke vividly in class, with sweat oozing from his forehead and a thin shirt sticking to his body. It was really difficult! Although we sat listening to the class, the sweat kept coming out. Everyone wants the fan overhead to turn, but we all want time to pass quickly. We finally heard that class was over. At this time, the teacher wiped the sweat on his face and pressed the switches of four fans, which made us feel cool. The teacher said seriously, "Do you know why we had a lesson on listening to electricity just now?" The sun shines on the lights. Why didn't any students turn off the lights? This not only wastes the school's electricity bill, but also wastes the power resources. At present, many factories are shut down due to lack of electricity, and many places have peak electricity consumption due to lack of electricity. . While I was meditating, the teacher had left the classroom. We will never forget this section. The teacher's sweat is fragrant, and the peaches and plums watered by sweat must be fragrant all over the world.

3. A 500-word composition about "The school has no electricity". The school has a power outage all day today.

The rare silence came, although it was not what we wanted. It's a rare day not to turn on the computer, and a rare day dealing with books.

Actually, it's good to come once in a while. Let's stay away from the interference of electronic equipment, calm down and imagine the problems that we have no time to think about at ordinary times, and spend some time occupied by computer surfing the internet to do things that should have been done long ago, such as reading, such as communication. Sometimes I really think that if I can live like a child, I won't have to think about anything every day and live carefree.

Once, when I was very young, there was a power outage at home. I lit candles and ate a bowl of soy sauce, sesame oil and monosodium glutamate noodles.

I ate very delicious. I think this is the best noodle I have ever eaten. After the phone call that night, I wrote down all the conditions for eating the best noodles in my diary: 1. The power went out. 2. Light the candle. 3. Add monosodium glutamate, soy sauce and sesame oil. It's good to be a child, happiness is always so frequent, and people are so easy to meet reading (5)| comments (1)| collections (0)| printing |.

4. The 500-word composition about "There is no electricity in school" keeps us away from the interference of electronic equipment. Happiness is always so frequent. The school has a power outage all day today.

It's rare for a day not to turn on the computer, sesame oil

It's good to be a child. It is rare for me to spend a day dealing with books.

Actually, it's good to come once in a while.

Sometimes I really feel that once there is a power outage at home, I can calm down and imagine the problems that I don't have time to think about at ordinary times, and spend some time being occupied by the computer and doing something I should have done long ago. I lit a candle and ate a bowl of noodles. I think this is the best noodle I have ever eaten. After talking on the phone that night, if I read books and communicate: 1, if I can live like when I was young, I don't have to think about anything every day, add monosodium glutamate and live a carefree life.

When I was very young, I added noodles with soy sauce, sesame oil and monosodium glutamate. I ate very well. I wrote down all the conditions for eating the best noodles in my diary. The power went out. The rare silence came, although it was not what we wanted.

A composition about "power failure" I was doing my homework at home at six o'clock this Monday afternoon. Suddenly the power went out. According to past habits, it can be repaired in half an hour, but this power outage is quite special.

At about 7: 30, the power supply bureau sent a repair car and some workers to the parking lot. I think the light will come soon! Who knows that after half an hour of inspection, the worker's uncle said that it could not be repaired. It's the underground electric umbrella, which can't be repaired until tomorrow!

How sad it is to have no electricity! The whole yard was dark, so we had to light candles to eat and take a bath. I didn't finish my homework, so I had to write slowly and count slowly under the flickering candlelight. You can't play computer without watching TV. The weather is sultry, and the air conditioner, electric fan, induction cooker and electric water heater can't be used, so I feel anxious and annoyed. I finally stayed up until nine o'clock and plunged into bed.

After getting up the next day, I was even more unaccustomed. I have to learn English with a repeater every morning, so I have to read aloud without electricity. I came home at noon, there was no electricity, and I was sweating when I ate. I really feel that the days are like years! When I came home from school in the afternoon, I saw a dozen workers digging trenches in front of the transformer to check and repair the underground cable trough. After careful inspection, it turned out that a joint of the underground cable trough was bitten by an ant. The worker's uncle struggled until seven o'clock in the evening, and the power supply was finally repaired. We finally bid farewell to darkness and see the light again!

The lack of electricity has caused great trouble to life, and I feel very unaccustomed and feel that life is so sad. At this moment, I miss the people in the Wenchuan earthquake-stricken area more. The earthquake caused them not only to have no electricity, but also to have no water, food and medicine. Many schools collapsed and many children could not study. They really live in hot water. I sincerely hope that they can get out of the predicament as soon as possible, rebuild their homes and live a happy and healthy life under the care of the people of the whole country. I hope the children in the disaster area can have food, clothes and books to read and live happily under the same blue sky.

6. The feeling of the school after the power outage.

Today, there is a power outage in our school, and the students are very happy because we can eat milk and bread.

In the morning, we came to the classroom after doing morning exercises, and the teacher took the computer to the classroom. Teacher Mao said yesterday: "As long as we have a computer, everyone will be very serious." I thought: great, I can be with the computer again. Teacher Mao put down the big screen. "Come, come." I cried happily. Suddenly the power went out, and I was startled and said, "What a bad day. Maybe there will be electricity in the future. " I looked at the electric light with expectation in my eyes.

But until noon, the electricity was still dead, and I was a little disappointed. Suddenly, a classmate ran into the class and shouted, "Students, eat milk, bread and cake today." I'm a little happy to hear that. I opened the bread paper and wolfed it down. This bread is really delicious, with red beans. After the teacher handed out a bottle of milk, I thought: Our school is really good. It is really prepared for us.

In the afternoon, before the electricity came, I thought: I might have a day off today. Soon, it began to get dark. "Oh, no, how can I do my homework at night if this continues?" I said anxiously. As soon as I said this, people on the side began to talk. When class began, the classroom was so dark that even the names on the blackboard could not be seen clearly. Suddenly, Xu Xiang, the "little radio" in our class, turned on his mobile phone and lit it with the light on it. "It's so bright!" I can't help but say. At this time, I also borrowed his light, and my side also lit up. It was not until the last class that the electricity came that everyone cheered.

7. Second grade writing topic: Today, after the power failure in our school, the students are very happy because they can eat milk and bread.

In the morning, we came to the classroom after doing morning exercises, and the teacher took the computer to the classroom. Teacher Mao said yesterday: "As long as we have a computer, everyone will be very serious."

I thought: great, I can be with the computer again. Teacher Mao put down the big screen. "Come, come."

I cried happily. Suddenly the power went out, and I was startled and said, "What a bad day. Maybe there will be electricity in the future. "

I looked at the electric light with expectation in my eyes. But until noon, the electricity was still dead, and I was a little disappointed. Suddenly, a classmate ran into the class and shouted, "Students, eat milk, bread and cake today."

I'm a little happy to hear that. I opened the bread paper and wolfed it down. This bread is really delicious, with red beans.

After the teacher handed out a bottle of milk, I thought: Our school is really good. It is really prepared for us. In the afternoon, before the electricity came, I thought: I might have a day off today.

Soon, it began to get dark. "Oh, no, how can I do my homework at night if this continues?" I said anxiously.

As soon as I said this, people on the side began to talk. When class began, the classroom was so dark that even the names on the blackboard could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, Xu Xiang, the "little radio" in our class, turned on his mobile phone and lit it with the light on it. "It's so bright!" I can't help but say.

At this time, I also borrowed his light, and my side also lit up. It was not until the last class that the electricity came that everyone cheered.

8. The school was blacked out for 20 minutes. Late at night, the city fell asleep peacefully in the noise, and people who had worked hard for a day gradually fell asleep. Suddenly, the city fell into darkness.

On the night of the blackout, the composition was 600 words.

I was awakened by the noise around me in my sleep and was completely sleepy. I put on my clothes and walked into the yard, looking up at the mysterious and beautiful starry sky. Without light, the stars in the night sky look brighter. At this time, I also have leisure to look at the stars. The starry sky seems to set up the stage of life and shine on us. Look at the Milky Way on the horizon. The Milky Way I have seen is more like an ethereal white transparent silk scarf, soft and smooth. At this time, the Milky Way is more hazy and beautiful against the background of darkness, like a winding stream, slowly flowing into people's hearts.

Gradually, it began to rain in the sky and played a clear movement. This rain seems to have washed people's hearts and become more thorough and beautiful. I can't help thinking in the mutual reflection of the starry sky and raindrops.

Facing the same scenery, we have different moods and feelings. Life is always repeated day after day, but some times are gone forever. We can only keep saying goodbye to the past. And some past events, no matter how long they have passed, can't help laughing in retrospect. It was an unrepeatable time! Or I can find a hemp fiber and walk quietly on the ancient bluestone road full of vicissitudes. I've always wanted to look for it, but I can't find this confused exit. That warmth and care is already in my heart. I want to find it, but I'm afraid of losing it.

Time is quiet and beautiful, but once, I reached out my hands, holding the warm touch and holding it carefully in my hand. Gently touch, heart, warm and soft. Pick a warm dream, smile and sing, and cherish it. That person will find an exit and run for the light.

9. The school was blacked out for 20 minutes. Late at night, the city fell asleep peacefully in the noise, and people who had worked hard for a day gradually fell asleep. Suddenly, the city fell into darkness and wrote 600 words that night.

I was awakened by the noise around me in my sleep and was completely sleepy. I put on my clothes and walked into the yard, looking up at the mysterious and beautiful starry sky. Without light, the stars in the night sky look brighter.

At this time, I also have leisure to look at the stars. The starry sky seems to set up the stage of life and shine on us.

Look at the Milky Way on the horizon. The Milky Way I have seen is more like an ethereal white transparent silk scarf, soft and smooth. At this time, the Milky Way is more hazy and beautiful against the background of darkness, like a winding stream, slowly flowing into people's hearts.

Gradually, it began to rain in the sky, ticking away, playing a clear movement, as if washing people's hearts and becoming more thorough and beautiful. I can't help thinking in the mutual reflection of the starry sky and raindrops. Facing the same scenery, I have different moods and feelings. Life is always repeated day after day, but some times are gone forever. We can only keep saying goodbye to the past.

And some past events, no matter how long they have passed, can't help laughing in retrospect. It was an unrepeatable time! Or I can find a hemp fiber and walk quietly on the ancient bluestone road full of vicissitudes. I've always wanted to look for it, but I can't find this confused exit. That warmth and care is already in my heart. I want to find it, but I'm afraid of losing it.

Time is quiet and beautiful, but once, I reached out my hands, holding the warm touch and holding it carefully in my hand. Gently touch, heart, warm and soft.

Pick a warm dream, smile and sing, and cherish it. That person will find an exit and run for the light.