Excellent composition in grade eight 1 It's raining, and the autumn rain moistens the golden yellow land with yellow leaves. Like dew, rain washes the earth and people's hearts. The grass is so green and bright, the heart is so white, as white as snow.
The rain is very small, it is the rain in Mao Mao, like a deep and slightly dreamy song, it floats quietly and melts in this drizzle. The rain is as light as fog, as soft as silk, and it keeps flying, as if a fairy were dancing, and it is getting faster and faster.
Rain, gradually getting bigger, raindrops hit trees and tiles, and the rhythm is crisp and audible. Gently heavy, heavy light, with a thick trickle gurgling down the tile trough and eaves.
How many poets have been inspired by rain in ancient and modern times? From Li Yu's Rain Outside the Curtain, Beautiful Spring, to Huang Tingjian's All-Sichuan Rain Comes Alone. Ten thousand knots of Hunan and Hubei feelings "; From Yang Wanli's "The water is bright and the mountains are rainy" to Li Qingzhao's "The shower last night, a deep sleep does not require wine". Rain, you are really strong.
The rain continued to fly, dripping on trees, leaves and grass, slowly melting, dripping, melting again, removing dust bit by bit and restoring its original appearance. Seeing this, your heart seems to be cleaned by it bit by bit, brighter and whiter, raining, sacrificing yourself, infecting others, and giving by default.
Autumn rain, high and low, big and small, is like a euphemistic song, warm, deep, gentle and gentle, always lingering around me and in my heart.
Are you safe and happy in the distance around you? Oh, my friend ...
I remember seeing you for the first time, and I thought you had an extraordinary temperament, a light green coat and a light green bun. I think you have a refreshing temperament. Fortunately, the teacher put you and me at the same table. Later, we became good friends, and you and I have endless words every day.
You always come first in Chinese and history. When I asked you about the tips of these two subjects, you never told me. Until one day, the teacher asked you to talk about your learning methods, and you said, "My enthusiasm for learning Chinese comes from my China heart. My mother once told me that the most basic quality of people is patriotism. " Thunderous applause came at you, and obviously everyone was moved by your heartfelt words.
Every time we go to the freezing point shop near the school after school, you always order a papaya ice, and I always order a bean paste ice. Actually, I like papaya ice, and we have long been used to eating each other's favorite things. And now you are far away in Tianjin. You said your parents were there. Although I don't want you to go, I know I can't be too selfish. I'll see you off at the station the day you leave. You are wearing your favorite light green dress. Remember the day I asked you, "Do you like green best?" you
He said, "No, I don't like green, but I like bamboo, especially in the evening breeze. I like its deep-rooted spirit and its noble morality. " I gave you a bottle of mineral water that day, and I said, "It's like our friendship has no impurities." You nodded, and you gave me a picture of bamboo leaves. Will you lie on a distant desk and still draw the bamboo swaying in the evening breeze with your green brush? Oh, my friend, are you all right?
Dull is a pursuit and a realm. Plain life is like a chrysanthemum, aloof and quiet.
Plain life, like a light rain in the south of the Yangtze River, is not as violent as a storm, but it also gives people a sense of freshness after the rain. Although the plain life is not tragic, it will make the hero's bones wither, but it is also arrogant.
Ordinary life, but also has a kind of beauty different from the secular, all this is outside Tsinghua, indifferent to it. Simple chrysanthemum, weather-beaten, beautiful as usual, proudly branches. Plain orchids, in the deep mountains and valleys, quietly vomit a fragrance. Surin is graceful in the mud. Dark plum blossoms, blooming in the ice and snow. Life is impermanent, winning or losing is only temporary, plain and leisurely. Relaxation is a kind of character, a state, and an open and detached wisdom.
Plain life runs through the pursuit of "the heart of water does not dispute, the cloud cares", and plain life can also blossom into another kind of wonderful. Tao Yuanming's life is dull, but he also has profound artistic conception of "I am drunk and sleepy, and the Ming Dynasty intends to hold the piano" and "I can see Nanshan leisurely under the chrysanthemum fence", and there are also "How can I bend over for Wudoumi and punch at the children in the village?" A noble and proud coast.
Plain life, although meaningless gains and losses, indifferent to fame and fortune. However, we must have the ambition of "saving the world", "being poor is immune to the world, and being able to help the world", and always shed blood for the rise and fall of the country, so that the plain life will bloom brilliantly.
Excellent composition of Grade 8 4 Plum Blossom Fairy:
I am a little boy who is easy to satisfy. In my class, my grades are not bad. I don't ask myself to take the first place. I think that pressure will break me down. I am always easy to be satisfied with lower requirements and less disappointment. Satisfaction makes me happy easily.
But some people say; "Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers." Put it on us; "Students who don't want to be the first in the exam are not good students." Is that really the case? My idea of contentment is regarded by others as not seeking progress. It seems that even teachers have this idea. Although the teacher didn't tell me clearly, I could feel it. I didn't participate in the student union election again. In fact, with my grades, the teacher will definitely let me represent the class. However, I gave up. I regretted it, and I still feel sorry. Why give up this opportunity to prove yourself? However, if I had to choose again, I think I would still make the same choice.
I don't like competition, but reality doesn't allow it. I want to face the competition. I want to compete first and make progress. Can't contentment and progress be well integrated into my life? Why must we oppose each other? I'm confused.
Qian Qian
I don't know when I looked at the sky in the west. I was covered with a thin yellow gauze. The sun covered up its charming smiling face, slowly plunged into the mountains and the sea of clouds, and leaned sideways bit by bit, just like an invisible strong hand, dragging it down hard. "Dad, the sun is back. Let's go home too. " "Very good."
It's getting dark On this short two-kilometer road, people come and go, and there are footsteps of people rushing home after a busy day. Whenever this happens, my father always picks me up, puts me on his shoulder, and then runs forward quickly: "Superman flies."
At that time, in my opinion, every day in kindergarten was the happiest.
Gradually, my father's position was promoted and I ascended the throne of general manager. Gradually, I grew up and grew taller. At this time, I am not much shorter than my father, but I still like being with my father. Sometimes I can see the faint white hair on his head, hidden in black hair, as if growing. I don't understand why my father has white hair. Father casually said, "I am old, and you are so old."
I froze. Is my father really old?
In the fourth and fifth grades, my father and I gradually drifted apart. I always feel that my father knows nothing, doesn't want to talk to him, and has nothing in common with him. The alienation from my father will only increase.
However, in a heavy rain and cold wind, the gap between my father and me disappeared inexplicably. It was stormy that day. There are few people on the street, and no one will go out at this time. But when I was studying, I saw my father running in the rain and bringing me a warm coat and food, and he only wore a thin black coat. This photo blurred my eyes ... when I looked up again, I watched my father leave. Come back, he is facing the storm again, and my vision is blurred again.
The moon gradually disappeared on the horizon and the sun rose to the sky again. I grow up day by day, while my father is getting old. That short two kilometers is my best memory.
Your dark skin is full of gullies, like the soil in the country; Your thin and short body seems to be blown away by the wind inadvertently; Your simple local accent often touches my heart ... I have been worried about you-grandma.
When I was a child, my parents were busy with work, so they sent me to the countryside and sent me to your side. In this way, you will not only do farm work, but also treat me as a "troublemaker". I vaguely remember the sunny day. I sat in a tricycle and you bent down to work. But I insisted on your hug, so I jumped up and climbed on your back. You frowned and said nothing. Later, I learned from my father that you suffered from hyperosteogeny and lumbar disc herniation because of overwork when you were a child.
What I miss most is that we sat in front of the pot together, and I was in your arms, listening to you. The fire flickered on your face, and you looked at me kindly and silently. It was very cold that winter, but I felt unspeakable warmth.
Time goes by with a deep foot and a shallow foot. I grew up and returned to the county seat. I don't want to talk to you about those boring household words, and I don't have time to sit down and talk to you. There seems to be an invisible wall between us. You are here and I am there.
One gloomy afternoon, the final exam came as scheduled, and I was nervously reciting and doing problems in my room. There's always noise outside. I know it's you doing housework. I am stumped by a math problem, my heart is getting more and more agitated, and my emotions are accumulating in generate. I suddenly opened the door and shouted, "It's too noisy. Don't you know I'm doing my homework? " First you look at me in surprise, and then you are disappointed: "hmm." Then there is silence.
The next day, you hobbled away with a rusty trolley. I feel a little distressed and guilty: "Don't go, we will take you to buy clothes this afternoon." You gave me a long-lost smile: "If you don't buy, what new clothes will the old woman wear and save money for my college education?" My heart was badly stabbed and tears overflowed my eyes. I turned around and wiped away my tears. ...
Why do you always do this! I'm still trying to be brave when I'm in poor health, and I'm still with you when I know it's unreasonable. It is such a simple sentence, but it always breaks my heart.
Grandma, your health is getting worse and worse. You must take care of yourself, because you are the one I care about.
When human civilization stepped into the threshold of 2 1 century, it unconsciously ushered in a new era of informationization, globalization and knowledge explosion. Nowadays, computers have already entered the homes of ordinary people, and the network has become an indispensable part of people's daily life. The appearance of the network has become a symbol of the progress of modern society and the development of science and technology, providing a platform for human beings to communicate with each other. The Internet has narrowed the distance between people, made it possible that "God never shuts one door but he opens another" and turned the vast world into a warm global village.
The Internet has facilitated people's lives. Its appearance has changed people's lives and given us great help in life; Sitting at home, you can browse a lot of rich books in online libraries; In a few seconds, you can receive letters from thousands of miles away. Using the Internet, people can buy beautiful clothes and delicious food without leaving home. Through the internet, a wanderer will have nowhere to talk about his homesickness, and even if he is far away, he can hear his parents' nagging. With the network, after the heavy homework is completed, you can also get a proper relaxation, even if you are "under great pressure", you can also get a reasonable vent. With the Internet, you can get satisfactory answers to confusing questions just by clicking Baidu. With the network, people can play games, watch news and brush Weibo ... For students, the network is also very helpful, which greatly broadens the horizons of middle school students and brings great convenience and fun to their study and life. The internet has really facilitated you, me, him and all of us.
However, the network is a double-edged sword, which has both advantages and disadvantages, and the harm it brings us is also everywhere.
There are all kinds of information on the Internet. It is this complicated information that makes young people "fall in love with the Internet". The information on the internet is mixed, and students who are "squandering flowers and getting attractive" are easily influenced by harmful information. Online games are an entertainment activity. Once teenagers indulge in online games, they will have more and more strong psychological dependence and desire to operate repeatedly. When you can't play, you will have symptoms such as emotional irritability and depression. Indulging in online games does a lot of harm: it does great harm to vision and nerves and reduces the flexibility of the brain. It will also affect academic performance, easily lead to extortion of property, fighting and other illegal acts, and even lead to serious crimes. Seriously affect our physical and mental health. For example, some social youths stay in Internet cafes day and night to play online games. They play truant all day. Even take their own living expenses to buy some virtual items in online games. Finally, it is also possible to rob the streets and break the law for money. Ruined his vibrant life for nothing. I remember reading a report in the newspaper. The main content is: Xiaoyan, a student at school, met Xiao Z, a netizen. They agree on many issues. Xiaoyan regards Xiao Z as a bosom friend. When Xiao Z introduced her "true identity" and "basic situation" to Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan also told him her real information such as her name, school and home address without reservation. Soon after, Xiaoyan's home was stolen, and the real perpetrator was Xiao Z. This incident tells us that online dating is still risky. But as long as we stay away from this harmful network communication, we will naturally not be affected by it.
In short, we should treat and use the network correctly, keep our eyes open, make use of it, get rid of its shortcomings, and let the network really enter and enrich our lives.
Eighth grade excellent composition: "Ideal is a stone, which knocks out a single spark. Ideal is a lamp that the fire lights up and goes out." Ideals and dreams are very great and important for a child. Everyone is always eager for the biggest flower of hope in the dream, but I don't know how many flowers have fallen in the dream.
Dreams, like spring water, moisten our sincerity that day; Dreams are like blood, bearing the footprints of countless dream catchers; Dreams are like keys to help children with dreams open the first floor of the pagoda of success.
Dreams are not ideals. How many setbacks have you experienced in the process of realizing your dreams?
In the sixth grade, I had a dream to buy an acoustic guitar and learn to play some songs.
In primary schools, this has almost become an extravagant hope. Parents strongly objected, turning over the pages in memory-failed papers. Cold heart.
Every day, when I pass by that musical instrument store, I can't help but stop and watch. When I get home, there is always a handsome picture of playing guitar on my back in my dream.
In the seventh grade, I entered junior high school. Due to the increase of homework and the inadaptability of learning methods, my guitar dream ran aground. As a result, the computer software "simulating guitar playing" is like a band-aid.
It's finally time to realize my guitar dream in the first summer vacation of junior high school, but my family reported me to a crazy English summer training camp, which took me a month.
"Son, mom gave you a summer' quality education' cram school, and you will go to class tomorrow!"
I dare say that my mind is so strong for my guitar dream, otherwise, I will refuse to take classes and become a standard "otaku".
A friend of the opposite sex seems to make my guitar dream come to light again. ......
"Go and buy a guitar. I can teach you by hand. "
As a result, regardless of the opposition of my family, I went to the bank and took out my savings. I hesitated for several stores and bought it in two days. 800 yuan.
The curse of the family spread to the sky, regardless. "Success also defeated Xiao He in Xiao He."
She gave me five lessons, but my music cells were scarce and the lessons were simple.
However, the good times did not last long. She wanted to travel to Lanzhou with her mother, and no one taught her, and the flowers in her dream became yellow and dim. ......
When she came back, the school had already started.
In the eighth grade, I hoped my parents would allow me to learn guitar, but the seat number of the parallel class conquered me, and my family clung to this braid and couldn't get rid of it.
The footsteps of dreams are endless. In the process of chasing dreams, "but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers have been folded?"
At this moment, I finally understand that having a dream is a good thing in itself, and there will inevitably be an episode in the process of chasing dreams. It doesn't matter, as long as we keep working hard and remain optimistic.
How many flowers fall in the dream, and the flowers wake up red in the dream!
You were full of energy in the spring breeze; You used to sway light green in summer; You sprinkled gold leaves in autumn; You were once bathed in winter snow. You are my best and most special teacher-Wisteria.
It was the bleak autumn evening last year, and I stood beside you with my poor test paper. All your leaves are gone, only bare branches are left, which fills my heart with sadness and whispers my boredom to you. A gust of autumn wind blew, and the grass on the ground bent down to escape, but you didn't follow, and the bare branches became more and more tall and straight in the cold wind. I just stare at you, watching your crooked branches and your unyielding posture. I suddenly laughed out loud, silently wiped the crystal in the corner of my eye, took out my book and began to review. I look at your eyes with more and more respect, because I hear your majestic voice calling to me: "If you fail, hold your head high and everything will pass!" " "You are like a king, with a shallow shadow on your eyes.
After another exam, I was in high spirits. I'll come to you at once to tell you the good news. Your dark green leaves "dive" in Xia Feng made me see your joy, and your dense Ye Er made me sincerely happy for you. When I am happy, I look at you carefully, see your thick green silhouette and nod slightly in the wind. I heard another truth you said in silence: "Don't be conceited if you succeed, it will all pass!" " "So I'm not arrogant, because of you, the magnificent and thrilling melody.
You are my best teacher. You didn't carve a string of truth on the blackboard with your hands, and you didn't appease my heart with your eyes. For you and me, the beauty of the soul is enough.
My special wisteria teacher, I sincerely thank you for your wise heart and the truth you gave me!
You and I are not related, but you are so kind to me.
After the autumn wind, leaves fall. Looking at the bright red award in my hand, I think of you.
I forget how long ago it was and what season it was. I only remember that beautiful and warm scene. "So low? I used to get full marks! " I muttered to myself with a horrible Chinese test paper, disappointed and wronged. At that time, I was just in the third grade, and I did reading problems for the first time. I did badly in the exam. "You just took the exam for the first time, and it is already very good. Don't be sad! " A warm voice sounded behind me, and I saw you. Although you are not beautiful, you have a smile in your eyes and are amiable. Although you are not slim and Jun Gao, you are gentle, touching and caring. At this beautiful moment, I know you.
You encouraged me and helped me. I remember you smiling and saying, "You are my student and you are my child." In order to improve my composition, you stayed in the classroom to comment on my composition after working overtime, and you wrote it on your face, but you never stopped working. Sleepiness and fatigue didn't make you give up my counseling and help. I want to say several times: "Teacher, you are tired all day, go home and have a rest!" " "But seeing the way you read your composition carefully, I can't help but be moved by your sense of responsibility and study with you.
As I said, you are my teacher all my life and always will be. But you looked at me and said seriously, "I treat you like a child, and my child treats you like one." There is no blood relationship between us, but your selfless love for me is so sincere and profound. Who can say that if we are not relatives, there will be no affection?
The affection between us is indelible. Even if it is a "special favor"
It gets cold when the wind blows. My hair is blown by the wind. So the wind misses you, too. Although you are not my relative, we have a "special" family relationship, right?
Inadvertently, I thought of you. Who are you? You are a speck of dust in the world, but who can say that you are not a great man in the dust?
I vaguely remember that you always come to sell your tea eggs and bamboo tube zongzi in the morning. At that time, I was bored. I wanted to go out and see who was disturbing my good dream.
More than 60 years old, a white washed tunic suit, a pair of old military shoes stepping on the mud. This is my first impression of you. You smiled kindly at everyone, and that old bark-like face suddenly stuck out. I suddenly have an indescribable affection for you. But I did it anyway. I walked up to you and took out a 100 yuan bill. "Give me a bamboo tube zongzi!" " "I with a straight face, as if to shout. The people next to me seem to read my mind. A short woman said strangely, "Are you going to buy it or not? Take a zongzi 100 yuan. It was intentional! "I just wanted to open my mouth to refute, but the old man smiled and handed me a zongzi." Nell, you eat. Grandpa doesn't want your money. "I paused. I wanted to watch the old man change money, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen. I'm ashamed of my behavior just now. How can you ask for free what the old man has worked so hard to make? I insist on going home and getting change. "After buying more, give grandpa money! "I feel guilty.
However, before I tasted your tea eggs, you lost the news. I haven't been here for a few days, and I miss your voice a little. Later, I learned that you fell on your electric car and could never get up again! Oh, I can't see that white tunic suit again, and I can't taste your zongzi again.
There is no shortage of hawking in this street, but I never hear such a beautiful voice again. No sound can penetrate the whole street to come to me, and then eating zongzi is not as sweet as that day.