Writing on the road
Walking on the Road Composition 1 Autumn wind is blowing, trees are shaking and cold air is flowing around.
As soon as I opened the window, the wind came and I couldn't help shivering. It's cold, so cold, it's really catching up with winter. The leaves piled up around the tree pit are flying wildly in the sky, and the broom is dancing, holding its hand like a dead tree. This fall ...
Idle and bored, walking on the road, I accidentally found myself in the Woods. The leaves on the tree slowly floated down from the branches and fell, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and more and more arcs were arranged in order, which constituted this kind of beauty, an indescribable beauty. In the center of this landscape, a chrysanthemum is in full bloom. So petite, so cute. Yellow sets off the surrounding yellow leaves, which are surrounded by golden sunlight. The wind is dancing, the leaves are up and down, up and down. The golden sun shines on this naturally formed path, and the outermost is wrapped by poplar trees. I seem to have made friends with them. When good friends are together, there is no sorrow or trouble. We laugh and play together. That time, I caught fish with some friends by the river. Pull up your trouser legs and go down the river. My hands were scratching in the water, and the water splashed on us, and the fish scared away, but the laughter echoed in the river ... I remember. The wind blows on the body, and a distant meaning comes from birth. The forest rotates with me. The wind stopped and everything calmed down. There was no sound in the Woods, but I clearly heard the leaves greeting, calling and talking. Wall became the center and smiled happily. Everything is so beautiful.
The path surrounded by poplars is like our motherland. We are happy, our life is beautiful, but what about the poplars on the border in late autumn?
Walking on the road composition 2 through the four seasons of the year, the sun shines on us forever; After the storm, the sunshine will always surprise us after the storm. We are walking on the sunny road, our bodies are bathed in the sunshine, and our hearts are enjoying the sunshine.
Parents always help us selflessly and care about us. Every bit of our discomfort will be met by them. Food, clothing, housing and transportation almost all benefit from their efforts. Parents teach us common sense of life and the truth of being a man. Because of them, we walk on the path of sunshine.
Teachers give us endless knowledge and lead us to swim in the ocean of knowledge. We have learned a lot of knowledge and a lot of life lessons. Teachers pave the way for our future and make us full of hope and more confident in our future life. Because of the teacher, we walk on the road of sunshine.
Friends are our good partners and an indispensable part of life. Friends let us learn to share love and happiness. When we encounter troubles, friends can also listen to our troubles, comfort us, encourage us, shoulder to shoulder, and rush forward with dreams. Because of friends, we walk on the road of sunshine.
Some people criticize us and oppose us. They let us learn to reflect on ourselves, learn to be tolerant, and learn to look at problems from multiple angles. Because of them, we walk on the path of sunshine.
The country cannot live without us. Our country provides a learning environment and has specially enacted laws to protect us and let us grow up healthily and happily. Because of our country, we walk on the road of sunshine.
Many people and many things have made our character. In the future, because of these people and things, our future is brighter and our hopes are broader. We are walking on the road of sunshine and life.
Walking on the Road Composition 3 Every day, we are on the way to and from school, often just to catch up with the time, walking fast, but we can't see the wonderful scenery along the way.
Sometimes, the road in the morning is full of sunshine, and all the shadows are drawn long, like giants. Walking into the sunshine, I feel warm on my face and body, and a gentle breeze blows, and the leaves that fall to the ground flutter on the ground with the wind, making a crisp and pleasant swish; With the wind, there are fresh and charming "tree flowers" in full bloom, and a tree emits a very strong and dizzy fragrance on the dense green trees on the roadside. Because we don't know its "name", we call it Shu Hua. When the fragrance of tree flowers and the warm sunshine blend together, the sunshine seems to become fragrant, and the fragrance of tree flowers becomes as hot as cream, just like eating a cake with flower fragrance.
Sometimes, clear and transparent raindrops beat on the road in the morning one after another, and it rained. This is my favorite weather, because it is great. The sound of falling rain did not make the environment noisy, but calmed everything around it. The sound of rain dripping on the umbrella is soft and dense, and a few drops of rain beads are hung on the shoes. On the shiny leaves of the big tree around me, each piece carries one or two raindrops, and the fragrance of tree flowers seems to become more fragrant in the cool air. The beauty of rain is different from the beauty of light. It has a sense of tranquility.
Every one of us walks on the road every day, but few people will feel the beauty on the road carefully. There are still many undiscovered beauties in life, so we must walk slowly and experience them often!
Walking on the Road Composition 4 Each of us, every moment, is advancing on the road of growth. Guess what I found?
Walking, I saw a thorn and was blocked by setbacks. I walked carefully, fell down again and again, and stabbed again and again, which became my motivation to leave here. The more difficult it is, the more it can help me hone my will. Finally, I walked through this dangerous thorn, and the road ahead was wider and more beautiful. On this road of growth, I learned to be strong.
Walking, I came to a rocky road. The sharp stone hurt my foot. What did I think after coming here? Later, thanks to these stones, they taught me tolerance.
Walking, it is strange that there is an orchard in front. There are all kinds of fruits in the orchard, all of which are ripe. No matter where they are, no matter what season, all fruits appear here. I picked a peach and took a bite. Mmm, so sweet, so sweet! I picked a lot of fruit and put it in my pocket. I seem to have brought some barbells when I walked. It's extremely difficult and heavy. Walking, it suddenly dawned on me that it was particularly easy to take all the fruits out of my pocket. Out of the orchard, I looked back at the orchard. I want to thank him. He taught me to be content on this road of growth.
I walked on this road of growth, and I learned a lot in repeated tests, and the end of this road is the reward of success.
Walking on the Road Composition 5 Late autumn arrived, Huanhua South Road was soaked with a magical fragrance. Oh, so the osmanthus is in bloom. Facing the morning breeze, walking on the road full of osmanthus flowers, the fragrance of flowers came face to face, which was intoxicating.
Walking along the road, you can see osmanthus trees full of flowers at a glance. Branches and leaves are covered with clusters of golden flowers. Ah, osmanthus trees have all become dance skirts embroidered with golden flowers, and those clusters of osmanthus flowers in full bloom are golden fluff balls stuck on the dance skirts.
I can't wait to look up. I was fascinated by the smell. I couldn't help closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. The fragrance hovers around you like an elf. Open your eyes and see, you see, those little golden flowers hug each other tightly and become osmanthus balls. Take a closer look at each flower with four petals. Petals are narrow, short and round, wrapping young stamens in the middle. Every flower is like a little skirt and an open cloak. As soon as the wind blew, the naughty osmanthus broke free from the embrace of the mother tree and gently jumped down and landed at my feet. I carefully picked up one and sent it to my nose to smell it. The fragrance got into my nose and penetrated into every inch of my skin. Wow, I was fascinated by osmanthus fragrans, fascinated by the path full of osmanthus fragrans.
The smell attracted many children. They gathered in twos and threes. Some of them raised their heads to smell the flowers, while others squatted on the ground to pick up the fallen flowers. I guess some children must want to secretly break some branches and keep them at home. As for me, of course, I'm going to pick up the osmanthus on the ground and go home. I can make a cup of osmanthus tea for my father and a plate of Osmanthus Jelly for my mother.
I like walking on Huanhua South Road in late autumn, because I like osmanthus flowers blooming on Huanhua South Road.
Walking on the Road Composition 6 I walked on the road, others ignored my existence, as if I had crossed a world, or I used invisibility, so I saw all kinds of people and saw the other side of people who were hard to see in the same world.
Seeing my lover and a man who is taller, more handsome and looks richer than me walking down the street arm in arm, laughing like a husband and wife. I was very angry. I punched him and kicked him. They were still joking. No matter how hard I try, I can't touch their bodies. I understand that this is another world.
Always honest director, every time I speak at the press conference, I am moved to tears. Today, in front of me, he took a bag of money given to him by others, at least hundreds of thousands. I was amazed at his courage. I picked up my cell phone and wanted to call him to expose him, but I didn't know who to call. Who can control our director?
Early in the morning, before it was completely bright, I saw Liu Ma picking up rubbish in the trash can. His children said that Liu Ma 1000 yuan should be given every month, and Liu Ma should spend enough. Why are you still picking up garbage at this time? Is she saving money for her children? I want to ask Liu Ma, but Liu Ma can't hear me.
The most hateful thing is the guy who owes me money. I haven't found him for years. It turns out that he lives in a villa in the suburbs and is with a beautiful woman we know. Beauty once said that she likes me. I didn't expect that guy not only owed me money, but also took my favorite woman. I picked up a big brick and slammed it on his head. Bricks passed by him, and they walked away laughing and talking.
My wife turned and stepped on me, which woke me up. I was very angry. After waking up, I still feel aggrieved.
Walking on the Road Composition 7 Slowly, I walked on the boulevard, the wind gently caressed my hair, and occasionally there were a few pleasant birds singing in my ear. ...
When I was a child, I often heard my mother say, "This child's composition is really good!" I envy those who are praised. It was not until the second grade of primary school that the teacher asked us to keep a diary that I really understood the meaning of composition: learn to record myself.
I am a naughty boy, and it is rare to write a few lines in my composition. In my mind, my first diary seems to have been written by my mother. At that time, I was in a daze and had no interest in composition.
With the growth of grade, composition has become a homework that must be faced, and I am no stranger to writing.
Spring went to summer, and that summer, I took part in a composition class. It may be that the writing teacher is elegant in literary talent, or it may be because of my love for writing. It was that seemingly ordinary class that aroused my enthusiasm for writing. All this seems to have been brewing for a long time, and at that moment, it broke out! For more than ten years, all the people and things I met were eager to write. My fiery mood is hard to calm down, the pen tip jumps, and I find the feeling of writing between the lines, which is the kind of excitement that is out of control.
My parents, my teachers and classmates around me are all amazed at my change. When I talked about my writing experience in the composition class, the teacher was incoherent with excitement at that moment; When my composition won the prize, my parents danced with joy; When I spoke on behalf of the class in the school forum, the students cheered and boiled. I have seen all this, and my heart is happy and sad-the silence of those years has brought about the current outbreak. I'm getting braver and braver on the road of composition, and I'm getting farther and farther!
I am walking, walking on the road of colorful birds and flowers, and I will keep walking.
Walking on the road will inevitably be full of haze, and life will be unsatisfactory in nine cases out of ten, but so what? We are still full of hope for the future in adolescence. On the sunshine avenue, my figure is still vigorous.
On the sunny road, I learned to be sad. Sentimental things are different, and lamenting the years makes me more sentimental. I will cry for some small things, I will put everything down to cry, let the tears flow freely, I can't wipe them. However, the pace of progress has not stopped, and I can still be seen in sunshine avenue.
On the way to sunshine, I also learned to be strong. The weakness of science is my achilles heel. Every time, he will bring me great harm. The low-scoring sword always hurts me deeply. But what, dragging my scarred body, I want to slow down, but I know I can't, so my steps are drifting away.
Still walking in the footsteps, I found myself enduring strong sadness. On the sunny road, I learned to face it. I know I used to be a coward, and I was afraid of the storm of life. Gradually, I grew up, matured and experienced more. I suddenly realized that I was not escaping from the storm of life, but facing and welcoming it.
On the sunny road, my steps are firmer, leading to the place I want to go and desire. Although sometimes, walking on the sunny road, there will inevitably be hesitation, sadness and even confusion in my heart. However, in sunny days, all the wind and rain will be vulnerable. I once doubted whether I had the ability to walk in the sun all the time, but I wanted to believe in myself.
On the sunny road, my figure is still vigorous and my smile is still bright. ...
I have been walking from school to home for several years. Dad used to take me home by bike, and the scenery on the roadside always flashed by. My father took me home on foot yesterday, and I finally got a chance to observe the road.
Renmin Road is the most prosperous street in our city, with trees on both sides and lush foliage. There are three large shopping malls in this street: Qianyiyi, Department Store and Guo Mao Mall, as well as countless small shops. Walking on this street, shouts and horns are endless; Colorful flags, colorful flags flying with the wind; Tian Sanjuan steamed buns, McDonald's and KFC are fragrant and crowded.
Turn Renmin Road to my home, opposite Qingying Park. Since the opening of the park on May 1, the park has been very lively: playing Tai Ji Chuan in groups of three or five, practicing qigong, sword dancing and skipping rope, which is really beautiful.
Dad said to me: "Renmin Road used to be a small street, full of potholes, and only two cars could stand side by side. There are only a few small shops beside the street, and no one is there. Since the reform and opening up, Fuyang City has undergone earth-shaking changes, and this road will be more prosperous in the future! "
After listening to my father's words, I thought, "We are the future of the motherland, and the important task of building a government city in the future will fall on our shoulders." I must study hard and master more knowledge to make Fuyang more beautiful! "
Writing on the Road 10 Today, it is the day to go to Cambridge English School, because there is no need to cross the main road on the road. My parents always let me go home from school by myself, and the time to go home is very precious to me. Because the time spent studying English in English school is too tight, I am too tired to do homework, do housework and play the piano when I get home, but the time between them is extremely relaxed and free.
After English class, I carried a small bag and cheered happily. I danced through the bustling crowd and walked to the sidewalk. Ah! There were almost no pedestrians on the sidewalk, so I sang, sang and danced loudly, because no one else could see me anyway! At this time, the refreshing cool wind blew on my forehead, and the skirt was gently lifted, which made people feel very comfortable. I can't help but close my eyes. At this moment, I am still singing beautiful songs, dancing happily, and my body is still turning around. It seems that I closed my eyes, and now I am in a world without people. I was the only one singing, and the car was whistling in my ear. I seem to be in a free world, so happy and happy …
In the whistle of "di-di-di", I suddenly opened my eyes, ah! I'm back in the real world!
I looked up and hummed a little song and walked on. I have no parents, no teachers and no classmates around me. I can do whatever I want. Everything seems to be free and will not be controlled by others. What a happy moment. At this time, I am really happy.
Ah! It's good to walk alone on the road!
Writing on the Road 1 1 Sometimes, we feel that our parents can't understand us so much that we are locked in the noise. We always wonder why our parents are so cruel to us. This is because we have forgotten a little love in our hearts, which was built with the tears and sweat of our parents. We always remember our parents' anger, but forget the happiness we once had and the road of happiness we walked together.
Maybe we used to take our parents' love for granted. I once read an article on the post bar: 1 year old, 2 years old ... When I was 30 years old, my parents gave us a little love, and we also gave them something in return. Indifference? Swearing? We don't know how heartbreaking this is for our parents. You know, how happy they are to have done so much for us. I just hope we can grow up soon.
Don't forget what you once had. Cherish what you can't get. Don't give up what belongs to you. What is lost is left to memory.
Blue Castle once smiled, prayed and made naive wishes. Maybe our love will never be lonely, but the meteor will die one day. Cherish the little love we have now.
Every day when I get home, the lights at the door are quietly on. I can understand that this is a little love from my parents, waiting for us to carefully collect it and light up the way home.
Writing on the Road 12 Walking on the road, you can think about what you see and hear and get a lot of ideas as long as you observe carefully.
I always walk home alone after school. When I walk on the road, you will see many things.
When I go to school, I always see that most of the people who get up early to exercise are grandparents, as well as hardworking gardeners and cleaners. They got up early in the morning to water and trim the flowers and plants in the community. Clean, clean the environment.
Out of the community, it's quiet around, and only a few people are walking on the road. On my way to school, I will pass by a hot pot restaurant and do hot pot business in the evening, but there are breakfast sellers every morning, such as rice rolls and steamed buns. There was a long queue of breakfast buyers. I think this breakfast should be delicious, so there is such a good business!
Walking past the hotpot restaurant is the school wall. There are many pictures of schools on the wall, including students playing, attending classes and performing. Although I have seen these pictures hundreds of times, I will still look at them hundreds of times. A few more steps and I'll be at school.
When school is over, the school gate is crowded with parents, mostly the parents of junior students. Even in very hot summer, they will crowd at the school gate to pick up their children. Parents who pick up their children always carry schoolbags for their children, even in the fifth grade. The schoolbag is not very heavy. Why spoil children?
I went home in the usual way, and saw that the students after school had their own activities. Some bought vegetables at roadside stalls, some walked and chatted, and some two or three people went home together, talking and laughing.
Walking on the road, watching, listening and thinking is very interesting!
Walking on the Road Composition 13 When the spring girl came to the world with light steps, playing the green flute in her hand, suddenly, the earth recovered and put on green clothes, and the soft and lovely green took care of my eyes.
One morning during the holiday, I came to my hometown by bus. When I got off the bus, a fresh wind blew, and I suddenly felt much better. I sucked the fresh air greedily. Wow! How beautiful! There is a winding river in front, and the water in the river is very clear! You can see tadpoles and small fish in the water. A wooden bridge spans both ends of the river, and the newly paved cement road surrounds the whole village like a jade belt. On both sides of the road are century-old trees in full bloom. Looking around, the wheat fields in the fields are blown by the breeze, just like the blue sea. Well, it really looks like a beautiful oil painting!
We walked all the way to grandma's building, surrounded by golden rape fields. Before we get to the small building, the fragrance of rape blossoms will become stronger, and there will be the sound of bees picking honey! I can see those lovely elves shuttling among the flowers. I can almost smell grandma's osmanthus tree.
Through the rape field, grandma's building can be seen more clearly, "grandma!" " "As soon as I saw my grandmother, I rushed over." Hey, good boy. See what grandma made for you? ""ah! It is my favorite Osmanthus Jelly! Grandma, I love you so much! " "Ha ha, little gluttonous. "After eating Osmanthus Jelly, I crossed the fence and saw two weeping willows graceful in the wind. A large area of peach blossoms have blossomed, and all those cherry trees have sprouted. Several colorful butterflies danced in it, and the fish in the small pond in the garden swam around. It's really "spring never closes the garden"!
Walking on the country road, I got a lot of happiness.
How many hardships will you experience on the road of life? No one knows this.
The road of life is like climbing a mountain. We encountered all kinds of hardships along the way, but we all overcame the past. Isn't this our life?
Halfway up the mountain, I suddenly met a fierce snake. I don't know how to get rid of him. He attacked me voluntarily. Although I was afraid, my courage made me kill the snake forward. In the end, I stood the test, which was like a bumpy trip in our lives.
After hard work, I climbed to the top of the mountain, completed my life and realized my dream.
The road of life is bumpy. I don't know what kind of hardships and experiences we will encounter, but we can all overcome the past in the end. This can only show that we are strong, and will not be depressed because of small hardships, but will face every day with a smile.
Although I climbed a mountain, there are still many mountains waiting for me to climb, and there will be many thrilling things. I have climbed a mountain, which shows that as long as I work hard, no matter how difficult or arduous things are, they will be completed perfectly.
When I grow up, all the mountains can't beat me, and I have climbed them all. Many people are envious and jealous. Some people will be surprised to ask: You have finished your life and realized your dream. What is the secret? I will not hesitate to answer: no, this is because I have worked hard. Only I have tried, and nothing can beat you. No matter how high and dangerous the mountain is, you can climb it smoothly.
I want you to remember: nothing is difficult in the world, only if you put your mind to it. Only the best, no better, let's spend every bit of life together, let's learn from each other, help each other and become inseparable friends!
Writing on the road 15 I always have a wish in my heart.
I wish I could fly freely in the sky like a bird.
Break through the invisible shackles, no longer hesitate, no longer hesitate.
This moment has finally arrived.
Heart, began to boil. Dream and start touching.
The chains around the body began to break one by one.
Grab your bag, get everything ready, and then set off.
The scenery in front of me drifted with the wind, one after another, but the wonderful moments have been fixed in my mind.
Clouds on the horizon are sparsely dotted, one after another, becoming more and more beautiful because of the dazzling sun.
Along the way, there is helplessness and hesitation.
Sad, sad, difficult
When climbing over those obstacles and climbing the most beautiful scenery, look down at your feet.
In my mind, I am no longer confused and helpless.
Everything, everything, will float away. Tears of excitement hung in my eyes.
There are many stars in the night sky. Insects are buzzing in the mountains.
On the road, there are bumps, bumps and forks, and you need to choose.
Beyond everything, just because I long for freedom and hope to see the scenery after that.
Stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city and find a warm harbor inside.
Life is not just following the rules, but also has its own indulgence and desire.
Across the mountains and rivers, across the sea of people.
The rainbow after the storm is the true meaning of walking on the road.