My innermost composition
In my heart, 1 winter slipped away unconsciously, just like spring came quietly.
There was no point in staying at home, so I went for a walk in the noisy street. Suddenly found that some plants have secretly exposed flowers and bones, thoughts can not help but return to childhood, thinking of some pranks they have done.
Destroy plants
One day, the kindergarten teacher asked us to observe plants on campus. After coming to the campus, we observed them with great interest. After a long time, I suddenly had a whim and pulled out my favorite flowers, even the roots. After watching them for a few seconds, I threw them aside. I don't know what I did wrong, but the subconscious feeling is very fun. Finally, I asked my classmates to do such a thing together. Fortunately, the tolerant monitor didn't deduct our points.
Play with a screwdriver
I was curious about everything at that time. One day, I secretly took a screwdriver to school and took a screw from a classmate's desk in front of me. His desk always falls off from time to time in class, but I hide behind him and snicker.
Spit bubble gum
Another time, I took a bag of bubble gum to kindergarten, ate one and stuck it on Zhang Shuai's position. After school, when Zhang Shuai stood up, the chair also fell to the ground, which made the whole class laugh.
I don't know why I can't smile when I look at her with resentment and embarrassment.
These childhood events have been buried deep in my heart, and whenever I think about them, I feel as if I am in front of you. Time! Slow down! I want to go back to my unforgettable childhood.
Deep down in my heart, I am much calmer on the podium when I am middle-aged. I like reading books and fairy tales to children, so that they can experience the beauty of life; Read fables to make them understand the truth of doing things; Read anecdotes and let them appreciate the wonders of nature; Read biographies of great men, let them feel the spiritual strength of great men, and make clear their goals in life.
After years of encouragement and expectation, I saw those students change from naughty and lovely children to energetic and energetic teenagers.
It was the autumn sports meeting of the school in 20xx, and I will never forget the children's vigorous posture and excellent performance on the sports ground.
Dong is a boy who looks a little thin. I was deeply impressed by his perseverance in skipping rope. 1,000, 2,000, 5,000 ... The old secretary who counted the times of skipping rope could not count. He drew a road on the ground with chalk and jumped 10 thousand times without interruption. How much perseverance it takes!
Rui Liu, a tall and thin girl, is the first in three running events; Dong Xiaoli, an ordinary student, easily ran 800 meters and 1500 meters, and won the first place in both events, which impressed the classmates.
At that sports meeting, the students in our class won eleven championships in twelve events with strong cohesion. Looking at these energetic children and their spirit of unity and hard work, my heart is full of emotion, and that emotion is happiness.
Parents always think they know their children well, but they don't. I think every child has a little secret in his heart that he doesn't want to tell his parents. Because they are afraid to tell their parents the secret. It's not that they are timid, but because parents don't know what their children are thinking, just judge by their own words, and finally misunderstand their children, so the children will stop cursing. So many children have become "timid".
Many children will be bullied by "bullies" in the class, but they are afraid to tell their teachers or parents, so they have to be pushed around for fear of classmates' jokes. I want to say: there is no sin in adding your own children.
Children who are about to graduate are under great pressure. There is almost no rest time at school. I want to have a rest after school at noon, but parents also let their children do exercises, so that they have no rest time. In the end, they got tired of their children's health and failed the exam. I want to say: give the child a break!
Don't force your child, give him some freedom!
If a person loses the light, will he give up life from now on?
I used to think that losing light meant losing everything. I didn't know I was wrong until I saw someone.
That man is now in his twenties. He was blind when he was twelve. At that time, he was about our age. What would you do if it were you?
He persisted and started his hobby-playing the piano. Although he can't see his eyes, as soon as he touches the piano, his whole body sinks in. Accompanied by the swing of the piano, he closed his eyes, listened attentively to the wonderful music and immersed himself in it.
He can not only play the piano, but also teach it. When I was immersed in the sound of the piano, I was there with the change of rhythm. Suddenly, the piano stopped playing. When I came to my senses, he said to me, "Little Sister, do you want to learn piano?"
"yes! Think about it! " I can't wait to say. I dream of playing the piano. How could I miss such a good opportunity? I stood beside my brother, ready to listen to his explanation. My brother said kindly, "Sit down, it doesn't matter." I sat next to my brother and felt very warm. I listened attentively, studied hard and looked into my brother's glass bead eyes. I really feel sorry for him. Although his eyes can't see, I can see the daily efforts from his eyes. My brother held my hand, and my heart was full of blood, which made me convinced.
A person's life, as long as he has a dream, can be conquered no matter how difficult it is.
A person, a story and a famous saying are all like a flower seed, which germinates in people's hearts and blooms one after another, elegant and beautiful. ...
That flower has three petals:
The first film was called "Forget Me", which was planted by soldier Yang. The soldier, with or without a chance to live, fell into the dark elevator with his little daughter in his arms. He is only 27 years old. In my opinion, Yang has regarded his responsibility as more important than life. At the moment of falling, his responsibility is to hold the child tightly and do everything possible to protect her life.
The second petal is called responsibility. It was planted by Xie Fang and Xie Haihua. Xie Haihua took care of his seriously injured wife Xie Fang for 29 years because of a paper engagement. 29 years is like a day. In the eyes of ordinary people, what Xie Haihua can't last for three days is 29 years. Because this is responsibility, this is true love, from love at first sight to growing old together, isn't this a very happy thing?
The last petal is called dedication. Although they don't know their real names, they always send warmth at the first time and never leave their names.
I hope everyone has such a beautiful flower in their heart, charming and gorgeous, and it is sweet to think about it.
In my heart, life is a constant transaction with God. We exchange youth for years; Exchange years for experience; Exchange experience for wisdom. In the process of trading, we always want to pursue and get something, but we will also lose something, but this is the best time of life.
The ancients in China said: "Everything is inferior, only reading is high." When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I pursued knowledge and planted strength to gain a foothold in the torrent of society. But after accumulating a lot of knowledge, ask yourself, "What do I want?" What you get is the surging emotions in your heart beating the silent waves.
In fact, every transaction with God is a kind of learning. We should learn to give up unimportant things and understand what we need, instead of spending precious capital for short-term happiness.
A successful life is hard to find. On the contrary, I want a dangerous and difficult trip. Maybe I will walk on the suspension bridge that has been in disrepair for a long time; Maybe I'm freezing in January; Maybe I got lost in a small town that is not on the map; I'm afraid I'm standing at the critical point of life and death. However, an eagle standing on a cliff can't learn to fly. Even if you fall heavily, spread your wings and try to fly. Because of the cold in winter, we can appreciate the warmth in summer; Because there is a strange road, you can learn not to rely on your predecessors, but to explore it yourself; Because of the fear of darkness, I know I should turn myself into the North Star, illuminate myself and guide people in the direction of hope. Because of the limited capital, we know that what cannot be exchanged is always the most beautiful, and we should cherish what we have.
"Holding a tangible umbrella, then we don't have to show various perversions; Holding an invisible umbrella blocks all difficulties and setbacks, but we can never feel the joy of rain. " I pursue risky transactions, which makes me learn something more noble than reading. How can a plum blossom smell sweet without a bit of biting cold? How can you know the achievements of mountaineering without wading through mountains and rivers? If there is no adversity, how to grow? If you don't have the desire to pursue, how can you understand the meaning of trading? It is the voice that pursues the heart. Shh! Listen carefully ...
Deep in my heart composition 7 When the word "moved" appeared on the screen, there was a buzz of students in the class, and everyone was discussing how to write the composition on this topic. I sat in my seat, but my thoughts drifted out of the window. It was late winter and early spring.
On an ordinary afternoon, I took a walk in the yard. The sky is gray, and the steep is the cold spring. There is not much new green in the yard, but the cold wind blows off some dead leaves that are still struggling in the branches. Suddenly, a bright color flashed across my eyes. Where is it? Oh, it's that rose bush! The fiery red is particularly dazzling in the dead branches and leaves of a hospital. Oh, my God, the roses are in bloom!
I stood quietly in the middle of the yard, staring at the bright red, warm red and fiery red! The fiery beauty from life deeply touched me, and tears unconsciously fell from my face. How many days and nights of efforts to absorb nutrition, in exchange for this bright red? How many days and nights have stubbornly resisted the cold wind in exchange for this fiery red piece? How much did this rose pay to stand proudly on the branch in late winter and early spring?
Rose's exuberant vitality and indomitable spirit inadvertently touched the softest place in my heart. It struggled, just for the beauty of that moment! I have paid so much, struggled so much and sacrificed so much just for the sake of short-lived extreme beauty! And what it pays in return doesn't need flowery words or profound meanings, but it's fiery red. Isn't that the best return?
I was deeply moved by this rose spirit. Moved, moved by an ordinary little thing; Moved by the ordinary or extraordinary beauty in life. I think, needless to say, it has been perfectly interpreted in this matter.
Deep down, it's cold outside the window and it's snowing all over the sky. I sat alone on the balcony and looked back at the shirt, and my thoughts suddenly returned to that day.
It was a sunny morning, and I walked happily on my way to school. It's nice to wear a new shirt! I thought to myself. Just as I was immersed in this beauty, suddenly, an unfortunate thing happened. I slipped and fell into the pond. My new shirt suddenly got wet, and the little black spots were ugly. My mood is like being poured cold water, and I can't lift my head at once. It's like falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.
When I came to school, I almost became a monster in the eyes of others, and my classmates were far away from me. Suddenly the teacher came, saw me and took me into the office. The teacher said, "Why are you so careless?" ! You see, good clothes are like this. Come on, the teacher has one more thing for you to wear first. "Hearing this sentence, my mood is both pleasant surprise and excitement. I really want to thank my teacher. Back in class, I found the teacher's shirt is so big that it looks like a big cheongsam. Although it looks too big, I am very touched, because I know that this is the teacher's concern and love for me. Teacher, I really want to say to you: "Dear teacher, I love you. "School is almost over, and the teacher called me to the office again and said to me," Look, the teacher has washed your shirt. Put it on quickly, and be careful next time! " "
That shirt handle contains the teacher's love for me. I will cherish it. Teacher, I want to say to you: "I love you, teacher!" " "
I will never forget those eyes, which contain different emotions, not only purity and beauty.
When I was a child, my father often went on business trips and could not return several times a year. Therefore, my father and I are not close and even blame him. However, my mother is not like this.
My father didn't come back that Mid-Autumn Festival. Although we live with our grandparents, we are also very lonely. At that time, when I was young, my mother couldn't talk to me, but every time she opened her mouth, she always said, if your father can come back, we can … it seems that everything can be related to him.
My mother always likes to stare at the moon when my father is away. The moon is bright and flawless, and mother's eyes are much brighter and cleaner than before. At this time, I would naively ask my mother, "Mom, do you miss your father?" Whenever she hears my words, she will come to her senses and say to me with a smile, "No … No, your father will definitely come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival next year!" " "I turned my eyes and smiled and said to my mother," Mom! You said the same thing last year! My mother paused and said, "Really?" ... "At that moment, time seemed to stand still. I clearly see that there is a trace of missing in my mother's eyes, which I can't hide.
Suddenly, she turned her back, picked up the tissue with her hand and touched her eyes. Then, she picked up a spicy moon cake and gulped it down. I saw my mother's tears again, but this time they ran down my cheeks. She said spicy, but she didn't cry.
It's another Mid-Autumn Festival and a bright moon. The difference is that my father is back.
Deep in my heart 10 This week, my classmates and I watched the first lesson of school at the class meeting. We laughed, moved, quarreled and moved.
The most beautiful teacher-she has the noble sentiment of being fearless in times of crisis and giving herself up to save others. She has the lofty professional spirit of loving her job and teaching and educating people. The righteous act of "the most beautiful teacher" is the best interpretation of the noble quality of loving one's post and dedication and the noble morality of loving life as a child. She confirmed the extraordinary in the ordinary and the sublime in the ordinary, and set an example for all walks of life in society.
When we listened to the athletes talking about their unity, I found the classroom was silent. A piece of wood is of little use, but if you have a lot of wood, you can make many things and have a wide range of uses. There is a saying in China that unity is the strength of Mount Tai, but this sentence summarizes the truth that unity is strong in just a few words. In addition, there are few examples that can illustrate the power of unity. It can be said that unity is an important weight for the prosperity of a country and even a nation.
Beauty is all around you. In fact, there is beauty everywhere in our lives, and we need to explore the inner beauty.
Writing in my heart 1 1 Some people, like gardeners, quietly plant a flower in your heart, and in a moment's fragrance, all the complexities in the world will disappear.
In my heart, I planted two small but shocking flowers. One of them is called selflessness. It blooms quietly, but it is elegant and noble. It was planted by an armed police soldier named Yang. The selfless soldier clung to the unconscious little girl and fell into the dark elevator shaft. In fact, he can grasp the hope of survival by letting go, but she still won't let go. He used his body to guard another flower seed in endless darkness.
That little seed has taken root in my heart and inspired me all the time, so that I won't care about everything. Let me try my best to protect and help others without asking for anything in return.
Another kind of flower is called true love. It blooms sweetly under the care of leaves, and the pink petals sway gently with the wind, giving people a warm feeling. The people who planted this flower in my heart are Xie Haihua and his wife. Xie dou thief has become the main topic of discussion among ordinary people after dinner. No one dares to marry her who has been stabbed several times. Xie Haihua, who returned from the army, saw her at first sight and became a companion for thousands of years. They successfully walked together, and a piece of paper is a lifelong commitment. But it backfired. After giving birth to the baby, her muscles shrank so badly that she couldn't even take care of herself. But Xie Haihua has not forgotten his promise. From love at first sight to growing old together, they are undoubtedly the happiest people in the world.
More flowers take root in people's hearts and bloom quietly.
In my heart, the composition 12 is around me, moving everywhere. But there is one thing I will never forget.
That morning in Wan Li, my grandmother said to me, "Meng Qi, take an umbrella! The weather forecast says it will rain today. " I said casually, "Look at the cloudless sky in Wan Li, where will it rain?" ? ! "Say that finish, I walked out of the house. Accidentally turned around and saw grandma shaking her head helplessly. She just caught up with me, but she stopped.
We had just finished the last class when suddenly, dark clouds were gathering and the dull thunder woke up the quiet campus. Then, with a string of fireball-like "thunder and lightning" exploding above our heads, I was too scared to go out of the atmosphere.
Just when I was annoyed and blamed myself for not listening to my grandmother, a familiar figure appeared in the rain curtain. I held my breath and looked at it carefully. It's grandma. Grandma is running to school. Panting, she said to the teacher, "I'm here to pick up Cui." Then she crossed her waist and gasped. I threw myself into grandma's arms. In grandma's arms, I felt happiness and warmth, and I couldn't help crying. Grandma looked at me and asked, "Baby, why are you crying?" "Nothing!" I wiped my tears and waved my hand and said.
On the way home, grandma slammed her umbrella beside me and got wet by the rain. This reminds me of my grandmother's pain when she was ill. I quickly pushed the umbrella to my grandmother and said, "Grandma doesn't matter, as long as you don't get wet." Grandma is always so selfless to me.
I can't forget the days and nights I spent with my grandmother, and I can't forget her care and love for me. Although many things have passed, as long as I think about them, I will burst into tears.
The composition in the deep heart 13 Everyone's heart is like a huge bookcase, which is full of "books" of different forms, and you can find out and "browse" it from time to time.
In my heart, there is a big bookcase, which contains many books from different periods: childhood, kindergarten, primary school, now … and at the bottom of the bookcase, some of the most precious books are "preserved". And these books are the most unforgettable "stories" in my heart. Among them, there is an unforgettable book: that was when I was a child. That day, my grandmother was going back to her hometown, and our family drove her off in a van. As we get closer and closer to the train station, our hearts become more and more reluctant to leave grandma. As time went by, the train station we didn't want to go slowly came into our sight ... The door opened and my parents went to help my grandmother with her luggage, but I refused to leave on her lap. My mother came to tell me to come down quickly, but she had 100 million grievances in her heart. Finally, I was willing to come down under the guidance of my grandmother. However, when I got off the bus, I was hit by the threshold and was about to fall to the ground. Grandma at the back suddenly reached out and grabbed me, but the situation was urgent. Grandma didn't stand firm and fell down and sat down at once. After all, she is over 70 years old and in poor health. We quickly pulled her up, but she didn't answer anything, but asked me if I was hurt. Then she told us and left. Looking at her limping steps, my eyes filled with tears. ...
Since then, this "book" has been treasured in the most dazzling place in my bookcase.
There are many voices in the world, and different voices have different meanings. Natural sounds, including beauty; Silent voice, containing love; Strange sounds, including fear. And I only pay attention to one voice-the inner voice.
Lazy, always stay in bed when you wake up in the morning. Although I will be late for school and have important things to do, I won't get up at once, but every time I hear a deep voice: "get up, you pig, or I will ignore you." "Pa", I immediately jumped out of bed to wash my face and brush my teeth. I am always awake when I am a little sleepy, afraid that my laziness will make this sound disappear.
When I am tired, I always go to school slowly by bike. Even if I am most afraid of being late, I can't ignore it. At this time, I always hear the voice in my heart: "I will wait for you at the school gate." If you don't arrive on time, I will leave. " 1 of "Zha", I stood up and ran forward, like Lu's horse. Although I was very tired, I insisted on not giving up and arrived at school soon. The sound "flows away" again.
When we went to physical education class, the devil's teacher made us run a kilometer. Of course, because of my weak constitution, I want to abstain, but the voice in my heart appeared again: "Run, hold on, I will run with you. I'll give you a big ice cream in front of you. " "Hey, I'm exhausted." I immediately dried my sweat and stamped my feet, trying to catch up with him and grab the delicious ice cream. After a while, I heard the teacher calling, "Hey, do you want to run after running?" The classmates all burst into laughter, and my face turned red at once. Trying to find his inner voice, he drifted away like the wind.
Why do I attach so much importance to my inner voice? What does it contain? Actually, I don't know the answer either, but I have a feeling that it's hard to say. But this voice makes me persistent and forge ahead, always accompanying me and encouraging me.
The word "gluttony" in the composition 15 of Deep Heart comes from Shan Hai Jing, which refers to a legendary greedy beast. Its beast was so greedy that it finally ate its own body. Now it is generally used to describe greedy people or greedy people.
In today's society, there are always some people living in the deep heart. Just last time, my mother and I went to buy fruit. My mother picked up a big banana and asked the shopkeeper to weigh it. The shopkeeper picked up a scale and said, "9 Jin 4 Liang." Mother picked up the banana with a grain of salt and prepared to put it on the portable scale. This series of actions was seen by the shopkeeper. He quickly grabbed the banana and took out another scale. He weighed it carefully and carefully, and handed it to his mother and said, "6 Jin 9 Liang." I was furious at this unscrupulous behavior of making money, but my mother just frowned and paid me and dragged me away. As soon as I turned around, the shopkeeper took out the first scale as if nothing had happened before.
This is the gluttony in today's society. It lives in people's minds and is invisible, but it has done immeasurable harm to the world, society and even people's morality. Please quit "gluttony" from 00: 00 on 20xx 1+0. In the new year, new goals, we should also have a brand-new heart, so that "gluttony" will disappear!