Let the true feelings naturally reveal ten 450-word compositions.
Let's take a look at how to write a 450-word composition that lets the true feelings show! In normal study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. The following is a 450-word composition I arranged for you, so that the true feelings can be revealed naturally. I hope you like it!
Let the true feelings show naturally 1 I opened my sleepy eyes, birds sang in the branches, and the sun emerged from the clouds. But on the way to school, my heart kept beating like a rabbit for fear of being exposed by others. In fact, there is a mistake in my perfect score paper. Yesterday, when the teacher wasn't paying attention, I quickly changed it secretly. ...
When I arrived at school, I felt that all my classmates looked at me differently. I tried to stay calm. At this time, my deskmate smiled and said, "You have a question that the teacher corrected wrong."
My heart thumped and I looked at him calmly: "What's the matter?" He smiled again: "Just yesterday's test paper."
My heart exploded again. Was it really discovered? What shall we do? Admit it ... No! I have nothing to say, so I pulled the bench and sat down.
"You are talking." He's getting impatient. I froze: "you ... you talk nonsense!" Don't envy me if I score 100. " I thought, if this boy really exposed me, my first time. ...
"Hey, have the ability to take out the test paper." He wants to rummage through my schoolbag. I stretched out my hand to stop him, and he began to provoke again: "What's the matter? Dare not take it? "
I was completely angered: "Here, I didn't do anything wrong." When I said the last sentence, my voice was so low that it seemed that only I could hear it.
He smiled and pointed out the wrong question. I know I was wrong, but I don't want to give up. I pointed to the paper and said, "I haven't changed." I was. I am now. "He stared at me like an angry tiger, and I struggled like a lamb. The atmosphere was very awkward.
Just then, the teacher came in, saw the two of us staring at each other and came over to ask why. My heart lifted again, but my deskmate didn't want to dispute with me, so she just laughed it off.
Well, I'm embarrassed to think of that.
Let the true feelings show naturally. The teacher asked us to take out a piece of paper and a pen. At that time, I thought to myself, "What is the teacher going to do?"
The teacher asked us to close our eyes and think about the people we love most. One person writes three, but there are too many people who love me, so I can't choose. The people I wrote are dad, mom and grandpa. At that time, I thought I would hand in the three people we wrote, but this is not the case. The teacher asked us to cross out one of them, so that he would not live with you, but leave with you forever. What should I do? Wandering above three people, but the teacher insisted that we cross out one, so I had to cross out one, that is, my grandfather, who is old, will leave me sooner or later. My tears have been swirling in my eyes, and I am holding back my tears.
But something even more cruel happened. The teacher asked us to cross out another person. I can't help crying. I looked up in tears under the table and pretended that nothing had happened. But my pen is as heavy as a mountain. I don't want to cross it out, but I have to cross it out.
The third person was also crossed out, and his mind was blank. I can only see my three favorite people, playing with me and studying with me. I want to catch them and let them stay with me forever, but everything must come to an end, and my heart ached.
I opened my eyes and saw their names, and my heart calmed down. Although they won't stay with me forever, I will do something for them in their limited life.
Let the true feelings show naturally. There is always truth in the world. I have deeply understood the meaning of this sentence before.
I remember once, it was past seven o'clock after we finished dancing in the Youth Palace, and it was already dark. I sat on the stool in the dance studio and looked at the dark night sky, thinking anxiously: Mom, it's already dark, and we have finished dancing. Why didn't you pick me up? I waited anxiously. Several children who didn't answer were all answered. Looking at the dark night curtain, I shed tears anxiously. I have been thinking: Mom, come and pick me up!
Teacher Li from the dance class called my mother when she saw that my parents hadn't come yet. But mom's phone has never been connected. Miss Li took me near her home. I miss my mother a little, so I'm a little nervous. Teacher Li saw me like this and said, whatever. You're welcome. The teacher's words gave me a little warmth. The teacher asked me to go to her house for dinner. I am embarrassed to say: ok. When eating, the teacher always puts meat in my bowl to make me eat more. I feel very warm. After dinner, the teacher asked me: Where do you live? Let me take you home. I said, thank you, teacher. My family lives here. I was just about to say where my family is. Miss Li stood up and said, let's talk while walking. Miss Li took me home in her car. Mom was worried when she saw that dad came back instead of me. I heard my mother explain to Miss Li that she had something to do and asked my father to pick me up. My father forgot. He also said that he would like to thank Miss Li for taking me home. Teacher Li said: It doesn't matter, it's our duty. Goodbye, Miss Li. I said it with my mother. I thought to myself: Teacher Li is so kind.
There is always true feelings in the world, and true feelings always warm people's hearts. Truth trumps everything.
Let the true feelings show naturally. What will you do on the weekend? Visit scenic spots, shop in shopping malls and have a delicious meal in restaurants? I didn't go anywhere last weekend. I do my homework at home.
On Saturday morning, my mother went out, leaving me alone to do my homework at home. I almost finished my homework. I thought, it's almost noon now. My mother will definitely cook when she comes back later. Why don't I do it now and help my mother lighten the burden? I ran to the kitchen and prepared a simple scrambled egg with tomatoes.
First, I took out two tomatoes and two eggs, cut the tomatoes into small pieces and put them on a plate. Beat the eggs in the bowl again, learn from mother's usual appearance and mix well. Cut some onions, ginger and garlic and put them aside. When all the dishes are ready, I pick up the wok, put it on the gas stove, turn on the switch of the gas tank, turn on the fire of the gas stove, pour oil into the wok, and when the oil is hot, cut the onion, ginger and garlic and put it in the wok. At this moment, the oil spilled out and fell on me. I can feel the high temperature of the oil, but I keep frying it. I put the egg liquid again. I'm not good at making scrambled eggs, because I haven't done it several times. I forcibly fried the ugly egg and divided it into small pieces with a spatula. Next, add the tomatoes, and the pot explodes again, spilling more oil. I was so scared that I dropped the lid and ran away.
Just then, my mother came back. My mother smelled cooking in the kitchen, so she ran over and turned off the fire to save the day.
Through this incident, I understand that cooking is not an easy task, and I also realize that it is not easy for my mother to cook every day. Therefore, in the future, we should cherish the fruits of mother's labor, not picky about food, eat well and cherish it.
Last Saturday, my mother was busy doing housework at home. Looking at my mother's hard work, an idea came to my mind: help my mother cook a lunch. What should I do? On second thought, I decided to make oil-sprinkled noodles, because I had seen my mother cook them before, and the taste was unforgettable.
If my mother agrees, I will do it. I'll mend the noodles first, cover them and continue to wake up. At the same time, I have arranged the preparatory work. Half an hour later, I woke up. I roll the noodles into thin slices, cut them into many long strips, and then roll the long strips into strips. When the water in the pot is boiled, put it in the pot and take it out. Then put chopped green onion, minced garlic, Chili noodles, boiled eggs, blanched bean sprouts and rapeseed on the noodles one by one, and then pour the juice mixed with extremely fresh vinegar and sesame oil on them. Next, it is time to carry out the last and most critical process-splashing oil. I knocked on the heavy wok with both hands and poured oil into the bowl. When I heard "Ira", the Chili noodles immediately fried red oil, bubbling straight and slowly infiltrating into every noodle. I quickly stirred, and suddenly the aroma in the bowl overflowed, making people drool.
When I brought this bowl of thick, fragrant and sour oil sprinkled noodles to my mother, she praised me. I quickly said to my mother, "Mom, please eat while it is hot." I sat there looking at my mother and found that the wrinkles in her eyes were deep and her hands were rough. Watching, my eyes are moist. At this time, my mother inadvertently raised her head, and I clearly saw the tears in her eyes. I know this bowl of oily noodles has deepened our love and understanding for each other.
Let the true feelings show naturally. Many small things will happen in the world, but there are many real feelings hidden in these small things. I remember such a thing happened when I was on the bus. ...
As soon as the bus arrived at the station, I saw an old man get on. I saw him dragging a huge snakeskin bag in his right hand and carrying a big bulging bag in his left hand, and finally squeezed up. Seeing the old man sweating, I just wanted to give him my seat, but a little boy sitting behind me beat me to it. I only heard the little boy shouting at the old man in the crowd, "Grandpa, come to me and I'll give you my seat." As soon as the little boy's voice fell, I saw many people in the car casting admiring glances at him. But the old man turned a deaf ear as if nothing had happened. I thought to myself: how can the old people be so stubborn now! The little boy thought that the old man didn't hear him, so he had to shout it again in a louder voice than before, and added gestures. I only heard the old man say something that no one expected: "I don't know you." The old man's words made the people in the car look at him like aliens. I saw the little boy give a wry smile and said, "Grandpa, I don't know you either. It's just that I think it's hard for you to carry so many things, so I'll give you my seat. " However, after the old man said "I don't know you" several times, he never spoke to the little boy again, which made the little boy very embarrassed. We all think that old man is too careless.
Then the conductor came over and asked the old man where he was going. Far away, he helped the old man put his luggage in a corner of the car and said to the old man while helping him, "Old man, just sit there." Your journey is still far away. Don't let people down. " At this time, other passengers in the car could not help but start to persuade the old man, and finally the old man finally sat in that seat.
Although this thing is very small, it tells us that everything will hide a lot of human feelings.
Let the true feelings show naturally. I opened a dusty box with my childhood toys in it. A coin lay quietly in the corner of the box, which made me suddenly enlightened. ...
In a snowy winter, when I was a little over five years old, I went out to play with my family because I was naughty and separated from my family. A gust of wind blew like thousands of silver needles in my face. I am so cold that I only have fear and fear in my heart. I cried helplessly as I walked, thinking that I was going to freeze to death or starve to death here soon. I wiped the cold tears from my face with my unconscious little hand and thought, "I will definitely find my way home." I found the station with the memory of coming here.
Although I found the station, I am penniless now. After all, my home is far from here. At this time, an old woman in rags seemed to see my anxiety. She asked, "Little girl, why are you standing here alone this winter?" I wear so little clothes. "
I replied in a low voice, "I am separated from my family and have no money." "Why don't grandma lend you money? Don't worry, I am not a bad person. " "How dare you?" "This is my phone number. I will lend you money. I have to pay it back anyway. " Then pass me a piece of paper with numbers written on it. "By the way, it's almost noon, haven't you eaten yet? Take this coin to buy some buns, don't worry, you don't have to return it. " I was very moved and accepted the money. The bus came, I got on the bus, looked out of the window and saw grandma leaving. The flowers on the branches outside the window are particularly energetic, as if they are butterflies at any time, dotted with winter.
When I got home, I put the extra coins in the box. My parents dialed the number on the paper, but found it was empty. After this incident, I decided to stop being naughty and try my best to help those in need. That coin also seems to be branded in my heart.
Let the true feelings show naturally. Motherly love is like fire, which can warm our hearts. Motherly love is like a stone, which has built a kind building in our hearts. For me, maternal love is like water, which trickles into my heart. Sweet water irrigates the desert in my heart and turns it into an oasis.
It was a midsummer night, and my mother and I were walking in the street outside the community. I felt thirsty and couldn't help saying, "Mom! I'm so thirsty, I can't! " Mother listened and said, "You are thirsty. Go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of mineral water to drink! " "I excitedly took the money my mother gave me, flew to a nearby supermarket, bought a bottle of mineral water, lifted my neck and drank it with a thud. My mother smiled at my lovely appearance, but I completely ignored my mother, who was also thirsty at this time.
Now as long as I think about it, I feel ashamed, as if I can't find love for my mother. I don't want to give up, I'm trying to find … finally! I found it!
It is also a hot summer, but the difference is that I have grown up. My mother took me to eat hot pot that day. On the way home, we unconsciously came to the door of a supermarket. I took a deep breath and found that there was still a little spicy taste in my mouth. I said to my mother, "Mom, I'm thirsty. Can I buy a bottle of mineral water to drink? " "Yes, you go!" I listened to my mother and rushed into a supermarket on the side of the road. I went to the supermarket and picked out a bottle of mineral water. I was about to check out when I remembered the scene where my mother asked me to buy water. At that time, I was so ignorant I drank sweet water, but my mother endured thirst ... I turned and took the second bottle of water from the counter. I also want my mother to drink sweet water!
I walked out of the supermarket and saw my mother's anxious expression. I rushed over and shouted, "Mom! I am coming! " After that, I also went to my mother and gave her the bottle of water: "Mom, I'll give it to you." Mom paused for a while and said, "Baby, you will know that you love your mother when you grow up!" " "Hearing the news, I am ashamed and happy.
Mom, you moistened my heart with a bottle of water. It is your understanding that makes me kind and filial. Mom, I want to say to you: "Mom, it's good to have you!" " "
Let the true feelings show naturally. Today, I finally have half a day's leisure. My mother and I are very excited about a new kite. The reason why I don't go to the square is because there are too many people and the space that one person can occupy is too small. When I got everything ready, I rushed to the unfinished Beiling Park that we had planned for a long time. On the way, I couldn't wait to fly my excitement into the clouds with that beautiful kite. What a wonderful thing! But before I finished my fantasy, my mother taught me to say, "Here we are." I came to my senses, and at first glance, this is really a treasure house for flying kites! There is wind, no telephone poles, no trees, only a long and wide runway.
Mother moved out of the desk and chair, and I put on the kite string and ran away with the kite. But the kite is like a disobedient child. I can't get up on the ground. I'm a little impatient and frustrated. At this moment, my mother was sitting in a chair and said, "Can I help you?" "No, I didn't. Although you are experienced, I can definitely put it away when I study now, "I said.
I failed again and again, and my mood dropped again and again until I began to hate flying kites. I took it back, threw it on the ground, ran to my mother and sat down without saying a word. At this time, my mother smiled, touched my little head, went over to pick up the kite, tore the thread and began to put it away. I heard something moving over there, so I turned my head and looked at it, thinking, alas, how did he fly? It flies so smoothly. I rushed over, grabbed the spool in my mother's hand and began to pay off. I watched it rise slowly and listened to the sound of the wind blowing its tail. The voice seemed to be singing a cheerful song, and I was extremely happy. Until the last centimeter of thread on the spool is loosened.
I had a good time, led him to a tree far away, ran back and sat in a chair to eat snacks. I am a little sad to see it getting dark, because it implies that I am going back.
In this happy half day, my heart is like a kite. Alas! I think I am a kite, and my mother is like that strong thread.
Let the true feelings show naturally. There is a crystal in my bedside table. The center of this crystal is inlaid with a rose made of tulle, which is very beautiful. I carefully collect it, not only because of its beauty, but also because of a friendship.
In kindergarten, I have a friend whose name is Li. At that time, our home was very close and we often played together.
Once, she came to my house to play, and when she saw this crystal I put on the table, she fell in love with it at first sight. One minute she said the shape was beautiful, and the next minute she said the color was beautiful. I heard that she didn't listen to the crystal that praised me and smiled at her, and she smiled back.
She smiled beautifully, blushed a little, opened her mouth wide, and three or four neat white teeth could not help showing. Her smile, now that I think about it, is still in sight.
Kindergarten life passed quickly, and we graduated. On the last day of kindergarten, I gave her the crystal as a souvenir.
In primary school, her family moved to Gao Qiao. Since then, we have rarely seen each other. Last month, we met in Wanda and he invited me to her home.
After so many years, I have already forgotten the crystal. But today, as soon as I entered her room, I saw a crystal that Walter gave her in the most conspicuous place on my desk. Although, three years later, the crystal is still shining. For an instant, I was moved to tears. And I, the former owner of this crystal, have long forgotten. ...
In a blink of an eye, I should go home. I got on the bus and waved goodbye to her. At this time, she stuffed a box from the window and ran away at once. I am puzzled by her series of behaviors. I opened it and saw that it was crystal! There is also a small note next to the crystal, which reads: "Yan Yan, I can take good care of it, depending on whether you can!" " -Xiao Li. "Looking at the note, my eyes got wet.
Now, the sun shines into my room and on my bedside table. It seems that her face is printed on the rose in the middle. When I saw it, I thought of her smiling face and our friendship.