In daily study, work and life, many people have had the experience of writing compositions and are familiar with them. According to the characteristics of writing proposition, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is the story composition of the book compiled by Bian Xiao and me, for reference only, and I hope it will help everyone.
The story composition of me and the book 1
Love is like jasmine in full bloom. It pours out a rich fragrance and is fresh. Although it is not as beautiful as an iris, as delicate as a rose, as strong as an autumn chrysanthemum and as elegant as an orchid, it has its own unique fragrance, pure and clean. The love of classmates; Parental love; The jasmine flowers that teachers love have blossomed all over the world, and the flowers of love are refreshing!
Sheng Xinyi, the protagonist in Life in Tears, is a little girl with weak personality and good heart. Before, she had a happy family. However, something unexpected happened, and Sheng Xinyi's mother got an incurable disease. This sudden disaster made twelve-year-old Sheng Xinyi realize the cruelty of life and the profound meaning of love. She understands that maternal love and fatherly love are selfless, and she understands that love is the bloom of life. When her mother was ill, she took care of her mother 24 hours a day. As soon as mother called "favorite", Sheng Xinyi came to her mother to listen to orders. In this call, Sheng Xinyi realized the cruelty of life. I admire Sheng Xinyi very much, because her persistent spirit made her mother help her at a critical moment and made her feel that she had a second life.
Once, Sheng Xinyi was having a class in the classroom of the school. Suddenly, Sheng Xinyi's head teacher came to the classroom and asked Sheng Xinyi to pack her schoolbag. She went outside the classroom and saw her aunt and uncle waiting outside. She came to my aunt and said to Xinyi, "Xinyi, your mother just died." As soon as Xinyi heard her mother's "death", she immediately said, "Impossible. My mother was full of energy and passed away yesterday. You must be joking. Tell me the truth. " Sheng Xinyi shed tears as she said. Finally, she and her aunt went to see her mother for the last time. At this time, Sheng Xinyi has grown up and grown up in grief. She understands that real growth is the mother's desire to grow up in suffering. Sheng Xinyi became strong after her mother died. She wanted her mother to see her growing happiness in heaven.
Mother loves us in every way. Comfort is love, smile is love, encouragement is love, and even criticism is love. However, at home, I often make my mother angry. When reading the book Life in Tears, I think my mother criticized us for our own good, because she didn't want us to learn bad things and things we shouldn't, so she criticized us. So, from now on, I decided not to make my mother angry, but to be nice to my mother, because people say, "Father loves mountains and mother loves clouds." Without parents, there would be no us. We are the hope of our parents. Every footprint of our growth is full of parents' ardent expectations.
Life is a small stream, which comes from snow-capped mountains or underground springs, meanders through mountains and grassland canyons, whistling towards the blue sea; Life is only once, and if it is lost, it will never come back. Therefore, we should cherish life and cherish the love around us, and only when there is life can there be love.
Story creation of me and the book II
Books are the supply of human spirit, the sustenance of human emotions, the crystallization of human wisdom and the expression of human love and hate.
When I was a child, I was incoherent and stumbled, but I started my reading trip early. Holding a picture book, sitting in a small chair and looking at colorful pictures intently, a new picture emerges in my mind: in a warm big house, goose feathers are flying outside the window, and the windowsill is covered with a thick layer of white hexagonal crystals. The ugly duckling communicates with the hen by the fire. Every time I study, I will go deep into it, swim in the sea of books and indulge in it as I please. Every time I fall into the sea of books, I can't escape.
At the age of four, I began to read literary books. For example: Andersen's fairy tales. Grimm's fairy tales and Aesop's fables are like magnets with great magnetic force, which firmly attract me and make me fondle it. At the same time, I also recited some simple ancient poems, such as Li Bai's "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then looking back, I suddenly remembered home". Sad homesickness makes me feel sad and reminds me of my grandmother; "I don't know the month for hours, and it's called Bai Yupan. Also set up the mirror of Yaotai and fly at the end of Qingyun. " I will carefully observe the full moon in the sky under the clear night sky. It really has the reputation of "White Jade Plate" and "Yaotai Mirror".
Stepping into primary school, I started a new reading journey. I got rid of the tail of phonetic books and color books and began to read easy-to-understand campus novels. I like reading Yang's "Laughing Cat Diary" series. During recess and lunch break, simple and loving stories gave me happiness. By the third grade, these books can no longer satisfy my thirst for knowledge. Shen's animal novels filled my extracurricular life, and what attracted me most was the plot of the story. Sometimes it's bitter, sometimes it's warm, sometimes it's cruel, and sometimes the story of mutual concern is still floating in my mind. There is also deep love between animals, and there will be feelings that can't be left behind. Cao Wenxuan's book is a story between people. My favorite is his Du Fenglin. Light light blue and grandma came to the city, but they couldn't get rid of homesickness. They lived in the small courtyard of the mayor's house under great oppression. Lan Lan's mother couldn't give her true love, so she left home with her grandmother and lived a poor life in the country. She no longer feels empty. Only then did my mother realize that she had made an irreparable mistake. Now, my reading range has greatly increased. I love Bi Shumin's Three Wan Li in Africa and Cut the Green Onions. He revealed the true meaning of love and hate. I love Feng Jicai's Wonderland on Earth, a short story that happened in Tianjinwei, telling one legend after another. I love reading Gorky's Childhood, telling the cruel facts in a big family. I like reading Wu, at the same time, I need to make more new friends. Grace's journey to the west, every movement and every character are described with ecstasy; I love reading Lao She's Camel Xiangzi and Cat City. I love reading all kinds of books, whether it is science fiction or realism, whether it is love or war, whether it is literature or popular science. Reading a good book is like making a good friend. Please be sure to get to know each beneficial friend deeply, and at the same time, you need to make more new beneficial friends.
It's fun to be friends with books.
The story of me and the book constitutes 3
Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." And I often think that "books have their own golden houses" is better understood than "books or medicine, and good reading can cure fools"
The book Children at School was found in the most inconspicuous corner of Fangcheng Bookstore when I was visiting Chengdu. Fangcheng Bookstore is very big, surrounded by bookshelves, full of colorful books. At that time, I saw a lot of people on one side, from which I came to the conclusion that the books there must be good-looking and a little literary. When I got there, what I expected: machine island, ghosts and other famous works were all there. Inadvertently, I came across this book in a small corner, called Children at School. I thought it suited me, so I read it. The story inside is like this:
The hero is a child named Lu Kai, whose parents have gone to work in the city, leaving only him and his grandfather and a stray dog-Xiao Dan. They live in poverty. They can't afford the TV at home. They can't watch TV. In the evening, when they leave, they read to their grandfather. The puppy also looked up under the bed, as if listening carefully.
When the cold winter came, the sick grandfather had to sit on the bed with a quilt to keep out the cold. One day, the father in the city mailed 200 yuan money to let them light a briquette stove, so that they should not be afraid of the cold. As a result, grandpa was poisoned by gas. Fortunately, at the reminder of Xiao Dan, Lu Kai dialed 120. After being treated by the hospital, grandpa was rescued, but his body became weaker and weaker, and he could no longer take care of himself. Lu Kai takes care of grandpa when he finishes his homework after school every day. He learned to cook and can make salted radish.
"It's time to go!" At this critical moment, my mother quietly interrupted my reading. I wiped my tears for you's glasses and said to my mother, "Mom, help me buy this book. I like it very much!" " "Oh, this is your first time to ask for a book!" Mom said with a smile and went straight to the cashier. After paying the money, my mother turned around and handed me this book that I was anxious to finish. I was in a hurry because I had to catch a plane, so I didn't have time to watch it all the way. When I got on the plane, I couldn't wait to find a way out. What happened to children about my age?
"As the days passed, one day," Little Dan "cried again. It lay beside grandpa's bed and licked his hand, but grandpa never woke up, just came. Grandpa is gone. Mom and dad came back, and they wanted to go to school in the city by the road, but they were opposed by the road. Finally, they still want to go to the city. Lu and his mother got on the bus, but they couldn't take away "little courage". Animals are not allowed in the car, and the car has left, and the dog is desperately chasing the car. Lulu cried in the car and finally went to the city with her parents, leaving her grandfather and Lulu.
This is the story of this book, a sensible child and the story of the book; This is also the story of me and this book. I understand the hardships of life and the persistence of reading, and cherish the beautiful learning environment in front of me.
Story composition of me and the book 4
"I am short, poor and humble. Do I have no soul? " Immersed in it, I suddenly heard a discordant voice-"dong, dong" is the sound of high heels! It's over, it's mom! I was in a panic. I slammed the book Jane Eyre onto the bed, stuffed it, pressed the pillow and read it again. Good. There's no clue. I quickly opened the Chinese book and read "I can't help but stop" when I saw the words. The sound of going upstairs stopped. Is it necessary to open the door? I guessed to myself, my voice rose a little, and my heart was pounding. The sound of high heels rang again and drifted away. Oh, I am relieved. It turned out to be the aunt upstairs. I continued to pick up the book and read it. This is the way I read-stealing. I don't like reading those boring articles full of economics. I prefer those gripping novels, but my mother always says those books are idle books and won't let me read them anyway. Soft and hard methods are useless. I will only go to "one thing is clear, one thing is behind". I was intoxicated by the magnificence of the novel, as if I had accidentally "infiltrated" it. When stealing, I feel like watching detective stories: I am afraid of being discovered by my mother, but I am also happy to gain knowledge. Although I was close to death every time, it also gave me another life experience. Steal, that's great!
In the dead of night, I read the legend of the condor heroes. I admired the fearless heroism and taught me to be as broad-minded as the sea. At noon, in the hot sun, I read Jane in the shade. The smart and confident girl in love told me: don't feel inferior at any time, you are always the best, and look at everything with a sunny attitude! Besides things that make me happy, there are also things that make me sad. Although the sadness of A Dream of Red Mansions is not as strong as that of Tao, the pain when it trickles is enough to cover the soul! Why can't a lover get married? I cried out in pain, and Ren Qing's tears filled my cheeks.
There are joys and sorrows, just like the five-flavor bottle of life, isn't that what you want to experience? You have to go through it! Just like Vivi has grown into a pillar through wind and rain! I used to worry that life was not smooth, but with the increase of reading, that kind of worry disappeared and was replaced by that kind of shining wisdom! The book is strict father, a loving mother, telling Dundun's teachings, but also a mentor and friend, accompanying us to advance successfully! Books! How can I not love you?
"Knock, knock" is the sound of high heels again! I listen attentively; At the door, the footsteps stopped! "Hua" took the key, and another sputtering "bang" door opened! "I can't help but stop." I chanted, "Ah! Baby, learn! " "Well, mom, you're back!" "I will cook for you."
Story composition of me and the book 5
"Books are the ladder of human progress." Gorky said this sentence, which is also my favorite motto. Because books let me learn language, talk and write from ya ya; Because books bring me happiness; It is also because books have brought endless fun to my childhood. I like books, from which I can learn. From the day I learned pinyin and could spell it myself, I put an extra-curricular book in my schoolbag every day. Since then, I have received a book from my father who works outside. My classmates all looked at me with envy. A classmate asked me, "why does your father love buying books for you so much?" Can you finish reading so many books? " I always proudly say, "Of course I finished reading it. You have read Pinocchio, White Beam with Black Ears, Uncle Tom's Cabin, Pippi Longstocking and Oliver Twist. When you hear this list of titles I blurted out, everyone will sit around and listen to my stories. From then on, everyone gave me a nickname "Book King".
Really, now I have read the whole cabinet of books at home, and some of them have been read over and over again. I turned my goal to the school library. The library has become a paradise I often go to. I was timid, a particularly obedient child, and never violated discipline. Soon, the library that attracted me so much made me realize that I had become bold (to be precise, it should be the books in the library).
Friday is Chinese morning self-study, and the teacher lets us study freely. Holding a Chinese book in my hand, I always think of the wonderful plot in "Arabian Nights" borrowed on the first day, and I can't help but put my hand into my schoolbag. I used the file as a shield, and I seemed to be angry and happy with the protagonist in front of a page or two, even forgetting that it was self-study in the morning. Finally, I was silent in the book. My laughter interrupted my classmates' reading and attracted the teacher to stand at my desk. The teacher who understood me didn't scold me, but simply said, "I believe you can arrange your own reading time."
I never read extracurricular books in class. So, I go to bed at 8: 30 every night, turn off the light and hide under the bed with a flashlight. Whenever I see a wonderful place, sometimes I laugh, sometimes I clench my fist and cheer; Seeing the sad plot, I will cry bitterly and scold the evil horn in my heart. For this reason, after my mother found out, she scolded, "Books can be eaten as meals because your father bought you so many books." But I said, "You can't eat, sleep and read for a day." Mom didn't say anything. My supportive father knew about it and said on the phone, "Son, your father supports you. Reading more books is good. I just don't read much, but you should distinguish between time and reading. I believe you will make great achievements in the future. " I was filled with joy when I heard my father's support and wishes.
Yes, the ancients said, "Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road." Books will always be my favorite; Books will always be my mentor and friend. I will continue to read more books and use what I have learned to be a useful successor to society!
The story of me and book composition 6
Books are the nourishment of all mankind. Shakespeare once said this sentence. Indeed, because of books, my spirit and soul have been nourished, and my mind is no longer blank; Because of books, my life is no longer boring, but full of fun; Because of books, my world will become colorful and full.
I remember that before I went to primary school, I always played carefree and knew nothing about books. Once, my parents went to the bank to withdraw money, leaving only my sister and me at home. My sister is reading with relish, without even looking up. It was so quiet in the house that she couldn't hear a needle. For me, who was born with ADHD, how can I stand such amazing silence? Sister, please play with me. I can't help but say it after all. I thought my sister would agree with a smile, but I didn't expect her to say impatiently with a cold face, "Go, go, don't disturb me reading!" " "Book, what is that? Let your sister be so fascinated? When I first came into contact with this completely strange word, my heart was immediately occupied by curiosity, and my hands could not help but take the book from my sister. When my sister saw that her beloved book was taken away, she immediately flew into a rage, like a lion with long hair. She said angrily, "Mou Laoying, give me the book back quickly! """Sister, I know you love me the most, so lend me this book!" I wandered into the room, but my sister had no choice but to read another book. Originally, I studied only because I was curious. Unexpectedly, a casual glance made me involuntarily pick up the book and read on. What I didn't expect was that I didn't usually stop, but I was very quiet at the moment. Now, I have been deeply attracted by this book, and I began to feel happy and sad for the characters in it. From then on, I fell in love with reading, and the story between me and books began.
Books are like a huge black hole, which can make people fall deeply into it. Once, I was fascinated by books borrowed from the library, and suddenly the books in my hand were taken away by my mother. She said with a straight face, "It's time for bed." "I haven't finished reading it. Let me watch it for a while. " My request was ruthlessly rejected by my mother. I have to go to bed, but when my mother wasn't looking, I secretly hid the flashlight under the bed. In the evening, my mother and sister fell asleep. I got out of bed and crept out of the book I didn't finish reading today. I secretly read a book under the covers with a flashlight, and my original uneasy mood vanished at the moment I opened the book. The action of turning pages is not as cautious as it was at first. Suddenly, I felt the coolness behind me and turned my head. I saw my mother with a dark face and said, "What are you doing without sleep at night?" "read a book." I stammered. "I thought it was a mouse gnawing at something. Read during the day, don't read at night, and go to sleep quickly! " I immediately covered myself with a quilt and went to bed.
There is no end to the Tao. It brings me happiness. It's my best friend.
Story composition of me and the book 7
There are two beds in my room. One is mine, and the other is my friend "Asu". My book friend sleeps in a big bookcase. Every book has its own place. Of course, different books also have different personality knowledge. Whenever I need them, they are always happy to tell me what they know.
I have a bad habit, that is, I always like reading when I go to the toilet. Once I went to the toilet to read a book, Asu risked his life to hide in my clothes, fearing that Asu would fall halfway, so he had to hold the book with his hand. It's difficult to walk like this. Who knows I'm out of luck and I'm about to go out. "Unexpectedly, Cheng was killed halfway." My mother shouted at Chen Jiahui from behind. I only heard "Asu" fall to the ground with a scream and hit a "big bag" on his head. I picked up "Asu" with great pity and patted the dust on his body. My mother was angry: "Who told you to go to the toilet to read?" Are you used to it? " Immediately, my mother and I played more than 300 rounds. Finally, I was defeated by my mother's vitriol. I watched my mother proudly tear "Asu" to pieces. I sighed, picked up the body of "Asu" and found a resting place for him-the trash can.
Be a man with perseverance and never give up, just like the wolf. After this lesson, I summed up my experience and decided to make a comeback. I hid "Sue" in the toilet paper basket. Every time I think of "Asu", I casually walk into the toilet, and this time I succeeded. Mom didn't notice, I quietly enjoyed the time with Sue. How peaceful and harmonious it is! No homework troubles, no outside interference, just me and Sue. After enjoying a wonderful time of more than ten minutes, I reluctantly closed the book and put it back. At this time, I spend more and more time in the toilet, from once a day to twice a day or even three or four times a day. I thought my mother might have found something, only peeked through the door when I went to the bathroom. Finally, my mother found out my plan. When my mother tried to kill Asu again, I began to tell my mother the general benefits of Asu with my golden words, and promised my mother that I would never go to the toilet to read again, which saved Asu from dying. I touched Sue's swollen face and reluctantly put him back.
Books are not only my good friends, but also my good companions. In primary school, there was a three-minute speech every month, and every time I introduced my book friend. I remember when I was in primary school, my legs were weak and I was afraid to speak. Now I can stand on the podium gracefully and talk with Kan Kan, thanks to my good friend "Asu".
My story with Sue is still very long. After all, there is still a long way to go, and my story with Asu will never end.
The story of me and the book constitutes 8.
I am a bookworm. Where there are books, there are me. I like reading. I love to watch the extent of forgetting to eat and sleep. In this way, I formed an indissoluble bond with the book. In order to read books, I often try my best to borrow books and rob them.
"Shabbon Haw" seems to have received a message in my ear. Listen carefully. Oh! It turned out that Feng said to him, Who wants to see the bronze sunflower? "Hearing this, I have a book to read! My heart blooms with joy. Rushed there at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour. " Boom-boom-"seems to be broadcast live to the Wenchuan earthquake in May 12. Before I arrived, eight or nine students surrounded Feng, all vying to say, "I see, I see! "What shall we do? No books to read! I was anxious to ask the brain commander for help. The commander racked his brains, and in a short time, a clever plan was formed.
I secretly grinned in my heart, Feng! The bronze sunflower is mine, wait and see! Then do it. I made a gesture with a knife, slowly "forced" Feng and said, "Feng, just lend me the bronze sunflower, or don't blame my sister for being heartless!" I shook hands on purpose. What I said stunned her! After a while, she turned around and said, "Here, I'll lend it to you." With that, she pulled me aside and whispered, "Look. As you saw just now, there are still many people waiting in line behind! " "When I heard this, I frowned and quickly said," This is absolutely impossible! Swallowing dates and enjoying flowers are all taboos in reading! I promise you everything else, it's absolutely impossible! ！” I just wanted to say something about Feng. Seeing that I was so angry, he retracted his words. I can't believe that Feng was defeated so quickly.
Yeah! I am very happy to get this book! God seems happy, too. The sky is blue, the young trees wave to me, the grass bends down for me and the birds sing for me. It seems that someone has arranged all this.
Of course, when I borrow books, I can't wait to read them and race against time!
Once, in science class, I couldn't help reading a book, so I put it in the drawer. Unexpectedly, Mr. Chen found 49 pairs of missing eyes and immediately came up and confiscated my book. Oh, no, that's Feng's bronze sunflower! What shall I tell her after class is over? I am sweating profusely. I don't know what Mr. Chen said, "Rinrin, Rinrin, Rinrin and Rinrin-". When the bell rang, Mr. Chen called me over. Before the teacher could speak, I said, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in reading in class." I hope you can forgive me! I promise, reading in class will not happen again! " Teacher Chen looked at me for a while: "well, I forgive you for being so sincere!" " I whispered again: teacher, can you give me the book? "Teacher Chen smiled." Well, you must remember in the future that you are not allowed to read extracurricular books in class! """Well, no problem!" I am very happy to take this book from Mr. Chen.