Ask for a composition with youth as the theme
Case 1:
Composition: youth
How beautiful youth is, it is full of colors and dreams. We should write a shocking song of youth when we are young. Mero Browning once said, "People should climb beyond their own abilities, otherwise the meaning of the existence of the sky is just a decoration." Indeed, youth is wonderful because of struggle and beautiful because of progress. If we don't struggle, then our youth can only be mediocre and extremely ordinary.
As a person with poor physical education, the physical education in the senior high school entrance examination is a great challenge for me. Last semester of grade nine, we started targeted intensive training, and I was the worst runner. The number of laps of running practice between classes has increased from three laps a day to six laps, which is much faster than before. When running, I began to feel difficult to breathe, out of breath, my legs gradually stopped moving, and my steps were step by step. Before long, I was left far behind by everyone. Whenever this time, I will stop and walk slowly, panting at the same time, completely forgetting to continue running. I feel really tired from running. Every time I go to physical education class, I feel my legs don't listen to me. From that day on, I was particularly afraid of going to physical education class, and I was worried about anxiety every day because of running and exercising. Even for a time, I felt extremely inferior, thinking that I had met an enemy, and I couldn't hold on at all. Later, the PE teacher comforted me. He encouraged me to try my best to catch up with my classmates. I can never give up. I can fall behind, but I must not fall behind. Even jogging is better than strength. What matters is not the result, but the process of struggle. Try to be the best of yourself. After listening to these words, my prejudice against physical measurement began to change slowly. Although I will still fall behind when running, I will retreat to the outside of the track and continue to run slowly at a speed I can accept. Day after day, I fell behind by one lap and caught up by half a lap. Every time I want to give up, I grit my teeth and force myself to keep running. I have been silently reading the sentence "Persistence is victory". Although the final result is still not as good as other students, I have at least worked hard, and the youth with struggle is the real youth.
Now that I think about it, if I hadn't gritted my teeth and participated in the training, my grades would have been even worse. Before breaking ground, bamboo shoots have been accumulating strength in cold and humid land. Even if they have a heavy stone on their heads, they have to overcome all kinds of resistance and break through the ground. So should youth. Only by working hard can we embrace the light.
Struggle is the road. There is no road in the world. If more people walk, it will become a road. Life needs struggle, and I hope the flowers of struggle will blossom everywhere in the future.
Case 2:
Composition: youth
How beautiful youth is, it is full of colors and dreams. We should write a shocking song of youth when we are young. Mero Browning once said, "People should climb beyond their own abilities, otherwise the meaning of the existence of the sky is just a decoration." Indeed, youth is wonderful because of struggle and beautiful because of progress. If we don't struggle, then our youth can only be mediocre and extremely ordinary.
As a person with poor physical education, the physical education in the senior high school entrance examination is a great challenge for me. Last semester of grade nine, we started targeted intensive training, and I was the worst runner. The number of laps of running practice between classes has increased from three laps a day to six laps, which is much faster than before. When running, I began to feel difficult to breathe, out of breath, my legs gradually stopped moving, and my steps were step by step. Before long, I was left far behind by everyone. Whenever this time, I will stop and walk slowly, panting at the same time, completely forgetting to continue running. I feel really tired from running. Every time I go to physical education class, I feel my legs don't listen to me. From that day on, I was particularly afraid of going to physical education class, and I was worried about anxiety every day because of running and exercising. Even for a time, I felt extremely inferior, thinking that I had met an enemy, and I couldn't hold on at all. Later, the PE teacher comforted me. He encouraged me to try my best to catch up with my classmates. I can never give up. I can fall behind, but I must not fall behind. Even jogging is better than strength. What matters is not the result, but the process of struggle. Try to be the best of yourself. After listening to these words, my prejudice against physical measurement began to change slowly. Although I will still fall behind when running, I will retreat to the outside of the track and continue to run slowly at a speed I can accept. Day after day, I fell behind by one lap and caught up by half a lap. Every time I want to give up, I grit my teeth and force myself to keep running. I have been silently reading the sentence "Persistence is victory". Although the final result is still not as good as other students, I have at least worked hard, and the youth with struggle is the real youth.
Now that I think about it, if I hadn't gritted my teeth and participated in the training, my grades would have been even worse. Before breaking ground, bamboo shoots have been accumulating strength in cold and humid land. Even if they have a heavy stone on their heads, they have to overcome all kinds of resistance and break through the ground. So should youth. Only by working hard can we embrace the light.
Struggle is the road. There is no road in the world. If more people walk, it will become a road. Life needs struggle, and I hope the flowers of struggle will blossom everywhere in the future.
Case 3:
Composition: Poetry and wine use time.
"Flowers are easy to drift, water is easy to die, spring goes, spring stays, and spring is easy to hurt. Advise you not to admire the spring, and pay for poetry and wine. " -inscription
The story of you and me is like a train traveling in the distance, carrying your figure, sweat, smile and even tears. The train started in the summer of 19, and the sweat soaked your skirt and mine. This train will stop in the summer of 22 years, and my youth has turned a new chapter. I am no longer confused, missing is the only bag. Youth, poetry and wine use time.
Whose youth is not frivolous?
"If you don't know youth when you are young, you will no longer be young if you know youth". Frivolity was the principle at that time.
At that time, we were young and bloody but ignorant. It was a summer night, and cicadas were chirping outside the classroom. Suddenly my deskmate patted me, and I turned my head in confusion and asked, "Why?" The thief at the same table looked at me with a smile, and I knew it was definitely not good. He took out a basketball from under the table and said, "Why don't we go to the basketball court below and practice three-step layups?" I think, anyway, the teacher has a meeting below. I just finished the exam and I haven't played basketball for a long time, so I agreed. The two of us sneaked down. Who ever thought that we forgot the time when we were fighting? We looked at our watches and found that it was past 9 pm, so we ran upstairs. As a result, we met our old classmates face to face. After that, we were carried to the office by the teacher like two rabbits. Fortunately, the teacher missed us because. Advise you not to envy the spring scenery and pay for poetry and wine.
My youth has a night star.
Exploring again and again in the dark, colliding again and again, crawling again and again, no one's youth is confused, but there will be light in the dark. My youth has a night star.
It was a campus sports meeting. Because too few people signed up for long-distance running, the old class "helped" me sign up for a long-distance running project without saying anything. It's really called: "Why don't men take Wu Gou and accept fifty states in Guanshan?" For the honor of the class, I can only "be forced to open business", but my endurance is not very strong, so there will always be my figure on the playground after school every day. Finally, the sports meeting is coming, but because the ninth grade can't see the game, there are cheers and shouts from other grades all around. I can't help feeling lost. Gunfire sounded, and I was like an arrow that left the string, running forward at full speed and struggling hard.
However, on the third lap, my breath was like ants on hot bricks, and my lungs felt like they were going to explode. I still can't forget that feeling. Suddenly, a familiar voice passed by my ear. It turns out that my deskmate and other classmates are cheering for me! The class teacher next to me also led my classmates to cheer for me. At that moment, my heart melted and bloomed! Finally, I gathered all my strength and sprinted the last lap. Although I didn't get the ranking, my teachers and classmates cheered for me, and my youth bloomed at that moment! My youth has a night star!
This train is coming to the station, and my junior high school life is coming to an end. We will all March into the wider sky and fight for our dreams, but our story is far from ending so soon, and the road is still long, and my youth is also very long. Remember youth, draw more beautiful colors on the picture of youth, cherish the present years and devote your life to fireworks, which is enough! Poetry and wine use time!