Write about 600 words on the topic of change.

1. Write a composition of about 600 words on the topic of change. Our motherland is changing all the time, but everyone doesn't notice it. The motherland has turned that small village called Shenzhen into a big city full of vitality and modernization.

The motherland is changing. It turned the iron house into a brand-new high-rise building. SEG Mansion in Shennan Middle Road and Wang Di Mansion in Luohu District of Shenzhen have 73 floors, with a land area of 18734 square meters and a total construction area of 37334 square meters. It is a super-high-rise comprehensive building complex integrating office and business. The main tower has 68 floors, with a height of 324.75 m, the sub-tower has 33 floors, the commercial podium has 5 floors and the underground has 3 floors. The architectural design is undertaken by American architectural design company (Zhang architectural firm), and our institute is responsible for design consultation and audit. The building was completed in March 1996. It was a magnificent and important landmark building in Shenzhen Special Economic Zone in the mid-1990s, when it was the tallest building in China.

Yantian Port is also a place with great changes. Let me introduce Yantian Port. Yantian Port Bonded Zone was established with the approval of the State Council on September 27th. 1996. The first phase of development is 0.85 square kilometers, which is divided into north and south parts with Yantian Port Avenue as the boundary, and the two parts will be connected by a fully enclosed elevated special passage. The northern area is about 0.68 square kilometers, and the mountain reclamation project is under way; The south area covers an area of 0. 17 square kilometers, and its isolation fence facilities have passed the acceptance of the General Administration of Customs on199965438+1October 8;

Yantian Port Bonded Zone is located in Yantian Port Area, and the dedicated channel of the area and port goes directly to the wharf operation area. Yantian Port is one of the four major container ports in China, and has opened 10 international liner routes to Europe and Asia-Pacific region. 200 1 year, the throughput of Yantian port reaches 1 10,000 TEU, with a high growth rate of about 50% every year.

Yantian Port has a 24-kilometer-long Yan Ping Shugang Railway, which is connected with the arteries of Beijing-Guangzhou and Beijing-Kowloon railways, and the railway transportation is connected with all parts of the country. Yantian Port Bonded Zone is surrounded by expressway networks such as Yanba Expressway, Huiyan Expressway and Yantian Port Avenue. Shipping, highway and railway together constitute a convenient and efficient land-sea combined transport network. The municipal facilities in Yantian Port Free Trade Zone are perfect, and the access, water supply, power supply, telephone, postal service, sewage discharge and other projects are all completed.

2. Write a composition of about 600 words with "change" as the main topic, revealing the heat of early summer, echoing the cicadas, and the afternoon is particularly long. I walked alone on the earth that was about to be melted by the vicious sun, and my pace could not help but accelerate a little. In order to reach the destination, through the grass, through the Woods, through sadness and impermanence. ...

Stop. I don't know why I'm here. Maybe I'm bored! Dry sand, straight trees beside the teaching building, I don't know how long the runway is, and the five-star red flag is indispensable. This ordinary middle school, which can no longer be ordinary, is extraordinary to me. As for the reason, my literary talent is not enough to express one tenth of her.

I think of the three years we struggled together, so real and illusory, so plain and full. So I thought, is it because there are no disturbing classes that life is boring and long now?

Three years can change many things. Can make us strangers become inseparable friends; Let the innocent people revel in the influence of youth, immerse themselves in the axle of alternating winter and summer, and swim in the boundless ocean of knowledge; Let's express our extraordinary story, a story that contains our youthful blood and struggle. These three years are like a snow, which has accumulated and finally melted. The world is still human, and the footprints you stepped on clearly recorded a lost journey. It turns out that youth is such a fragile and irreversible thing. Although it is irreversible, it has its traces and value.

On the day of graduation, I found that each of us was actually a spectator, and we could only watch feebly, listen to our inner sighs alone, and walk helplessly through sad stops and bitter stops. This is the necessity of reality and the same cycle.

When I walked out of the school gate, I couldn't help looking back: the dry sand was still dry, and when the wind blew, I left the earth, floating the dust in the air, reflecting the brilliance of the sun; That big tree is still standing beside the teaching building, and its leaves are scattered on the ground, which will soon become nutrients for the coming year; After studying for three years, I still don't know how long this runway is, except that it has not been widened, lengthened or paved with rubber. The five-star red flag has been collected, leaving only the flagpole standing there alone. Everyone only knows the brilliance of the red flag, but there is no flagpole. Can the red flag still fly in the wind? Nothing has changed! But I always feel that something has changed in my heart, so ... what is this?

What you can't refuse is change, and what you can't refuse is constancy.

3. The topic of the composition changes, about 600 words about the changes in my family.

1994 The 10th day of the first month is the most beautiful day in the world. On this day, I was born. The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing gently. I grew up happily in the ocean of parents' love. Now, I am a nine-year-old fourth-grade girl.

I often hear adults say that "the world has changed a lot". Actually, my family has changed a lot.

My parents are both school teachers. In my memory, the earliest place where my family lived was a two-story building in the school. This building looks very shabby: the red tiles on the roof are like the horse route where our kindergarten children stand, crooked. In some places, there is still a piece missing, stuffed with black tiles, which makes people feel particularly uncomfortable; The walls are neatly laid red bricks. From a distance, it seems that many square boxes are piled together, but when you walk in front of them, all the red bricks are rotten. If you touch them with your hands, a layer of red dust will fall off. Dad told me that this house has a long history, more than 20 years, and now it is as old as an old man.

We live on the first floor and the house is very small. Things at home are always crowded together like disobedient children, which makes people feel messy. Every day my mother lets me go out as soon as she cooks, otherwise the fumes are unbearable. In spring, there will be many small drops of water on the floor, which will be very annoying. My doll's white face is covered with pockmarks. Mom said it was mildew, all caused by small drops of water. After that, I hated the house where we lived.

One day, my father took my hand and pointed to a group of busy construction workers and said, "We are going to have a new house!" " "I was very happy when I heard this. Cried happily, "My doll has a new house!" " "I don't know how long it took before we moved into a spacious and bright new building.

This new four-story building is beautiful! Magnificent, tall, beautiful, beautiful. . Anything nice can be used on her.

My home is three rooms and two halls. The walls are painted white, and the floor is covered with tiles, which is smooth and clean. I can play on it barefoot every day. Everything in the house is neatly arranged and no longer crowded. I put the doll on the aluminum balcony and let her bask in the sun every day. Mother stopped complaining about the suffocating smoke. When cooking, I play in the living room or watch cartoons.

In spring, mom doesn't have to worry about water droplets anymore; In summer, my family sleeps on the floor. When the electric fan blows, we sleep until dawn. In autumn, we take our grandparents home and live together like "immortals". Not to mention winter, when the air conditioner is turned on, the snow is fluttering outside the window and the warmth inside the house is thick.

One day this year, when I came home from school, I opened the door and saw a shiny computer in the living room. I can't help crying with joy. Soon, I learned to surf the Internet with my father. On Saturday and Sunday, I read stories and cartoons online with my father. .

Once, my father asked me, what is the biggest change in the world? I said without thinking, "My family has changed the most!" Dad touched my head and smiled and said, "Tell me, why has my family changed so much?" Dad saw that I thought for a long time and didn't answer, so he said, "In fact, this is all due to * * *!" I listened and shouted: "* * * How nice! * * * How nice! " Dad looked happy and I also said loudly:

"China is great!"

4. Write a composition of about 600 words on the topic of change. I remember someone saying, "Life is beautiful because we all catch the tail of change.

Now People are constantly changing from birth to death.

Change exists around us, or on us, just like a bottle can never open the lid. Everyone is moving from naivety to maturity.

If people do not change, they will not know how to innovate and society will not progress. A person who is good at change can grow up in difficulties, and even if he fails, he will not be the naive person before.

Change has brought a little vitality in the boring life. Let the immediate setbacks suddenly become our beautiful memories; Let the naive mind gradually step into a mature person who does heavy work; Let the vision of the future slowly become a mist that we can touch.

Only by changing will there be more hope in our life, just as dry land needs dew to moisten it. Change is a kind of liberation and the pursuit of freedom; What has changed is a state of mind, indifferent to fame and fortune; Change is a kind of fun, which fills the boring life.

People who know how to feel change will have happiness. Everything in life is changing. Every minute is pestering you like wisteria, accompanying you and walking through the foggy years together. A yellow leaf exerts its last strength from the vicissitudes of the old tree, telling the time and the world about the changes of life. Why, just for the fleeting time, just for the small change from birth to death ... you can't change the environment, but you can change your mood; You can't change the facts, but you can change your attitude; You can't change others, but you can change yourself; You can't change the past, but you can grasp the present. Give me a cup of purple blurred color and I will make the world colorful. As long as we hold the pen of confidence, we can describe any difficulty as a happy journey. If things do change, everything will become irrelevant. I don't know when I became "unrecognizable". Parents, friends, teachers, or a fever I don't know. Maybe it's like the process of green leaves turning yellow.

5. Changes in the 600-word composition with the theme of change. You know, the world is constantly changing.

Everyone will say this sentence, but many people don't understand it. When Jay's first three albums reached a high level, some followers happily imagined that they would buy his albums every summer until they died.

As a result, the album went from bad to worse, and the sixth album was not even released in the summer, so those followers wavered. They understand that the world is constantly changing and how naive the original idea is.

But when they hear other good songs, such as Faye Wong, they start a new blind cycle. One day, they will wake up again and send out the same feeling as Jay Chou.

All their joys and sorrows are just repeating other people's mistakes. Other people's joys and sorrows are just repeating their own mistakes.

Others don't know how to change their feelings. When I met someone I liked since I was a child, I thought I could be together forever.

Study together during the day, go home together at night, go to college together as adults, and send men and women to the dormitory together at night in the same city or even the same school. You can also write many kinds of fantasies, some of which relate yourself to your lover in strange ways.

For example, in high school, a couple of universities study in Chongqing and Wuhan respectively. The man comforted the woman and said, we are all in a hot stove, and we are not separated.

In college, men see the world as big as women, and the tone of their text messages, QQ and emails has gradually changed. They are very happy to admire in their hearts that the world is constantly changing! The relationship between the two ended, and their contact was also interrupted.

They all think that this is a kind of kindness, and they all think that they understand the changes in the world. But when I meet a new lover, I fall into a new fantasy and persist blindly, forgetting that the world is constantly changing.

I think I have World Cup syndrome. This month, whether there is a game or not, I go to bed at 5 am every day.

I have to sleep until two or three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, and I often wake up before 12 the next day. I only slept for four hours today and got up after nine o'clock.

The weather was surprisingly cool and it rained heavily. Mom says it's completely hot when it's cold now.

I said, yes, after all, it's already July. I'm always groggy at the beginning of this month, but I'm bloated today.

I just stood in front of the window to blow, and only opened the window a little to let the wind rush over. Standing like this all morning.

I think the world is constantly changing-people say so-maybe one day this coolness will pass, so I will take the time to enjoy it. But I found it foolish to say "I don't know when", because the weather began to get warmer and hotter after lunch without waiting for "when".

6. Write a 600-word composition with the theme of change. Facing the territory of the motherland, I deeply feel the gentle caress of my mother, my eyes are fixed on the outline of a rooster, and a deep song flows quietly from my heart. ...

Motherland! You stand proudly in the east of the world. No matter how the situation around you changes, you always move forward resolutely in the direction of truth. You face the wind from all directions like a dragon and look forward to a brighter future in the rhythm of radiation.

The brush in my hand always depicts your magnificent charm. Motherland, why don't you make me proud? You have given us such beautiful rivers and mountains, just like a long scroll of history floating before our eyes. ...

Motherland, you are so great! Since the reform and opening up, you have taken on a new look, bid farewell to the old times completely, and ushered in a modern era of rapid whirlwind.

On the long Gobi desert, oil droplets gurgle; In the desolate ravine, a satellite soared into the sky; Red willows flourish in Saibei, and sheep have white flowers; The misty rain in Jiangnan is brewing a life as sweet as honey ... ah! The motherland, after more than 30 years of wind and rain, has honed its moving brilliance, and your youth life is full of vigorous vitality!

In the new era, we can still see the motherland: wisdom is hidden in simplicity, and beauty is obvious in ancient times. No more sighs of blood and tears, and cruel and violent killings; No more poor footprints; I'll never find your thin, tottering figure again. The sun, made of ears of wheat and gears, holds up the clear sky with golden arms, blocks the haze of sword light and shines on the vicissitudes of all beings.

Motherland! You have changed, you have become so beautiful, so spectacular, so magnificent ... Your changes have attracted the attention of the world, and your figure has deeply attracted them. Facing you, the magnificent motherland, my blood has begun to surge, my thoughts have begun to boil, and my ideal roots are deeper in my heart!

Lovely motherland! Your magical changes have also made my hometown more colorful! Who says my hometown is not beautiful? In my hometown, there is a stream near Xiaoshu. The clear stream seems to be singing a cheerful song and flowing eastward happily. Xiaoxi, are you also glad for the great changes in your hometown?

Looking around, you can see a beautiful and rich hometown style. Wheat is always rocking her beautiful slim figure, as if proudly showing us her achievements. People in my hometown are always so enthusiastic, smiling and flattered, because they know that my hometown has never had that poor history again.

My hometown is in Xinjiang, as the song goes: "Xinjiang is a good place, and there are good pastures in the north and south of Tianshan Mountain ..." Yes, I think Xinjiang is a paradise, where there are cattle and sheep everywhere, where products are rich, where fruits and vegetables are fragrant, and here ...

My hometown is in Fuhai, and the muddy roads are all turned into black asphalt roads, which are connected by trains, making our communication with the outside world more convenient, more convenient and richer!

If the development of hometown is important, then the development of the motherland is the most important. How can we talk about our hometown if our motherland is backward? Therefore, the motherland and hometown are interrelated.

So, from now on, let's speed up the action! Let all our efforts become the cornerstone of building a better future! Only in this way can the foundation of the motherland be more solid.

I love my hometown and my motherland even more!

Everything is changing. From one era to another or from one day to another, change is an inescapable fate for each of us. The elders say that young people are frivolous, but they are not. We're just changing. It is precisely the era we represent that the changes are enormous, which makes us unable to understand and accept. But please allow me to give some simple examples to illustrate and prove our changes.

In their time, it was a blessing to be self-sufficient; And we are noisy, we love the feeling of carnival and like to chase the trend of "dazzle". In their time, if you study hard, everything will be top-notch; And we are "greedy", we have our own hobbies, and the achievements in Chinese, mathematics and English are not enough to explain anything. In their time, they ran for high office and wanted to get rich; And we know that what we want is not power and wealth, even beggars should face every day happily.

We will make friends with the opposite sex without scruple and laugh when we are happy; We will often visit various small shops and sit at the end every once in a while; We will play video games in droves, eat fast food and lose track of time ... which they have never experienced in childhood and adolescence.

In fact, it's not just us, they are changing themselves. I lost my childlike innocence and convinced myself under the thick protective layer of "adults" I was naive at that time, but I refused to admit that I was naive and happy at that time.

I remember, that was one of my sisters. She is the backbone of the class. It seems that she bears the brunt of everything. She came home late that day because of something she could have left behind, but it was very important for her flight. Her mother scolded him many times, calling her "simpleminded" and "insane". I don't know why her mother didn't think of "responsibility" and "obligation" at that time. As a high flyers, I don't believe that she hasn't experienced the same thing, and I don't believe that she is living with such an attitude.

We have to admit that sometimes we can't understand adults just as they can't understand us. Change is a fact that each of us must respect. If you don't admit it, you will face a meaningless argument. After the argument, both sides lost, but the change in the middle was blatant.

Change is inevitable. Maybe we should all learn to adapt to it instead of trying to destroy it in vain.

8. Write a composition on the topic of "change". My hometown is beautiful and poor and backward.

My home is in a ravine hundreds of miles from the city. Before I went to high school, I never walked out of the arms of the mountains.

To tell the truth, I have never been very concerned about the development or change of my hometown. I didn't have this kind of consciousness before I went to high school, and I didn't have time to care after I went to high school.

Even more than two years ago, I went to college in a foreign country thousands of miles away, and I didn't care. Because the economic development speed of my hometown is too disappointing compared with the cities in the Pearl River Delta, it is sad to mention it.

However, to talk about the changes in my hometown, I think it may be a simple and superficial summary: more money makes people "lazy"; The building is high and the water is dirty. It seems that the spring breeze of reform didn't reach our remote mountain village until the late 1980s.

Before that, villagers, men, women and children, worked hard to dig in the soil. It's just that our beloved land didn't give us much in return.

There is not much other income in the village except farming. Many people are capable and hard-working, but there is no place to show their skills. In the last years of the 1980s, the villagers no longer counted on that land.

I heard that there were gold miners in the city outside the mountain, and they went out one after another. Young people, middle-aged, skilled and unskilled all want to go out and pick up some gold.

They walked for about a year, and when they came back, although they were not covered with gold and silver, they were always more than those dug out of the soil. So those who had rested at home for more than ten days and twenty days went out again.

Most of the people left in the village are old people and children. By the mid-1990s, even teenagers couldn't sit still in the classroom, and many of them got on the train to work in the south.

There is less rural labor force, and the land that was hard to reclaim land before is covered with weeds in a few years. In recent years, paddy fields have dried up, farming is too hard, and the family has money. Who wants it? In the past, just a few days after the Spring Festival, there were busy figures in the fields and corners.

It seems a shame to go to the fields before the Lantern Festival. Rural women who stay at home will get together to play cards every once in a while during the slack season, which is something they never dared to think about before! Go out to meet the morning dew on a sunny day and go home with starlight. Rainy days come and go in the wind, and there are few rest days all year round.

In recent years, buildings in the village have mushroomed from all corners. Three floors and four floors, some of which are beautifully decorated.

Even if it's only one floor, it's not a building. After all, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than those mud brick houses. Not to mention the interior decoration, the floor tiles are smooth enough to show the figure, and the gorgeous wallpaper … is simply sticking money on the wall and spreading it on the ground.

Even if it is only painted with white lime, it looks much brighter, and it is no longer as dark and depressing as a mud brick house. But what makes people uncomfortable is that the water in the stream is getting dirty.

In the past, we couldn't afford tap water, and the water used by the villagers was taken from the stream that passed through the village. The first thing the villagers do when they get up in the morning is to fill their big water tanks with water for a day.

When we were young, we often swam in the stream. Sometimes when I am thirsty, I drink water in the stream.

Now, don't mention picking a stream to cook, just wash the vegetables and bring them back to the household tap water once or twice. Seeing this dirty water in summer, we no longer have the impulse to jump.

The sight of fish swimming in the water is out of sight now. There are all kinds of rubbish everywhere in the stream. Some plastic bags have long changed color, but they just won't melt.

The villagers are used to dumping all the rubbish into the stream, thinking that the stream will take away what they don't need. Or pile it in the open space in front of the door and light a fire when it is piled up, so that the garbage will go up in smoke when talking and laughing.

It can be predicted that the life of villagers will be better and better, money will be more and more, and buildings will be higher and higher. Will people become more and more "lazy"? But will the water get dirty? The laziness of the villagers is unacceptable to the older generation.

But it also shows that life is getting better! It is the descendants of hometown who benefit. The water is getting dirtier and dirtier, and even the children in the village have long been used to it.

Aren't they also victims? Changes in my hometown My hometown is in Jiujiang. Although it is not as prosperous as new york, it is not as gorgeous and colorful as Venice, a water port, and it is not as simple and elegant as Tokyo. But I love it because I love this land, and I love these hardworking, simple and innovative people. As we all know, Jiujiang has a beautiful Gantang Lake, which is our mother lake.

In those years, our mother was not beautiful. She looked so haggard and pale, so worried and helpless! Mud and muddy water, fish and shrimp don't want to regard it as their lovely home, and even wild flowers and weeds with tenacious vitality don't want to take root in her arms. My mother shed tears in the face of this situation, and she confided and shouted to us sadly. That voice once echoed in our ears and hearts for a long time. Today's Gantang Lake, the clear water is so green and transparent under the sunlight! Slight ripples shine with little golden light, like a piece of jade inlaid with many gold nuggets, flashing, making you feel that she is so soft and lovely.

On the lake embankment, Chinese parasol trees and willow trees stand upright like heroic soldiers, guarding the land where they were born and our mother lake. Only heard "pa-"a fish jumped out of the water and came back, adding a little vitality to this picturesque scenery.

Whenever night falls, the lake dam is brightly lit, like a star falling on the earth. At this moment, my heart is surging. I seem to see my mother's happy face, her affectionate eyes and her extremely excited and excited heart! "Thank you, son. You have changed my life with hard-working hands and sweat, and also changed the lives of more people. "

Yes, mom, you are right. Our life is getting better and better now. Computers and telephones have entered the home. Every family has many terms such as cable TV, telephone shopping, online shopping, family medical care, one-way communication, e-commerce and so on. Sitting at home, we can travel around the world. Through the internet, we can see "the pyramids in Egypt, the Eiffel Tower in France, Mount Fuji in Japan and Lenin's mausoleum in Moscow's Red Square." In a few minutes, I became a leisurely trip again.

9. The 600-word composition on the topic of change is in a hurry and keeps changing.

The world is a product of change. In Laozi's view, it is "Tao" that produces everything. "Tao gives birth to one, life gives birth to two, life gives birth to three, and life gives birth to three."

Isn't it because of change? Everything not only refers to visible and tangible objects, but also can be thoughts. So people's ideas about the outside world are also changing.

Take me learning Chinese for example! When I was in grade one, I found that the Chinese in junior high school and primary school had changed a lot, and I was no longer just memorizing words. My grades also began to decline.

What I am most afraid of is the Chinese exam. I always think about what to do if I don't do well in the exam. Once I finish the exam, even if there are still a few days of safe time before the papers are approved, I can sleep well.

I didn't leave this dark life until my Chinese grades improved last semester. In the past, what I hated most was writing basic Chinese training, because not only did you have a lot of words to write, but the exam basically had no original questions.

But it did improve my grades a lot, and I finally understood that copying books is actually a kind of learning. Now, I think the function of Chinese examination is to help me build a new side among my classmates.

My view of China people has changed greatly, from disgust to love. "Tao, Tao, very Tao; Names, nicknames, unusual names; Nothing, the beginning of the world; Yes, the mother of all things. "

What is nothingness? What's there? It's hard to say. Because everything is changing.

10. Changes in the 600-word composition with the theme of change

You know the world is changing. Everyone will say this sentence, but many people don't understand it. When Jay's first three albums reached a high level, some followers happily imagined that they would buy his albums every summer until they died. As a result, the album went from bad to worse, and the sixth album was not even released in the summer, so those followers wavered. They understand that the world is constantly changing and how naive the original idea is. But when they hear other good songs, such as Faye Wong, they start a new blind cycle. One day, they will wake up again and send out the same feeling as Jay Chou. All their joys and sorrows are just repeating other people's mistakes. Other people's joys and sorrows are just repeating their own mistakes.

Others don't know how to change their feelings. When I met someone I liked since I was a child, I thought I could be together forever. Study together during the day, go home together at night, go to college together as adults, and send men and women to the dormitory together at night in the same city or even the same school. You can also write many kinds of fantasies, some of which relate yourself to your lover in strange ways. For example, in high school, a couple of universities study in Chongqing and Wuhan respectively. The man comforted the woman and said, we are all in a hot stove, and we are not separated.

In college, men see the world as big as women, and the tone of their text messages, QQ and emails has gradually changed. They are very happy to admire in their hearts that the world is constantly changing! The relationship between the two ended, and their contact was also interrupted. They all think that this is a kind of kindness, and they all think that they understand the changes in the world. But when I meet a new lover, I fall into a new fantasy and persist blindly, forgetting that the world is constantly changing.

I think I have World Cup syndrome. This month, whether there is a game or not, I go to bed at 5 am every day. I have to sleep until two or three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, and I often wake up before 12 the next day. I only slept for four hours today and got up after nine o'clock. The weather was surprisingly cool and it rained heavily. Mom says it's completely hot when it's cold now. I said, yes, after all, it's already July. I'm always groggy at the beginning of this month, but I'm bloated today. I just stood in front of the window to blow, and only opened the window a little to let the wind rush over. Standing like this all morning. I think the world is constantly changing-people say so-maybe one day this coolness will pass, so I will take the time to enjoy it. But I found it stupid to say "I don't know when", because the weather began to get warmer and hotter after lunch, and I didn't wait for "when".