Sunny composition 1 fireworks left a moment of beauty; It is a good wine, and the longer it is, the more mellow it is; It was the wind that blew away the barren hills. It ... is family, friendship, teacher-student relationship and the greatest love in the world.
Every morning, in order to buy breakfast for me, grandma always shuttles through the busy streets with her chubby body sideways. My sleepy grandmother gently woke me up with a bag: "Look, my dear granddaughter, this is your favorite milk tea, and, um, delicious fried dough sticks." Grandma always makes me drool and rub my eyes. Suddenly I found that my grandmother's temples turned white, and my grandmother was taking care of me from childhood to adulthood. In my impression, grandma is so energetic and her skin is so shiny. Now that I think about it, grandma is old. One of her wrinkles was born for me, and one of her hairs was white for me. I was speechless at once.
A foot platform, remain uncorrupted. The chalk on the blackboard rattled. Whether the mood is high or low, it has infected us under the podium. You are a teacher and a spiritual beautician for all of us. Because of you, we appreciate the beauty of nature, because of you, we find the true feelings of the world, because of you, we have a broad mind. You are happy for our change and worried about our bad behavior. You not only gave energy and time, but also gave love.
Friendship is a colorful pigment, which adds gorgeous colors to the picture of life. A friend is a greeting when you are lonely and a comfort when you are troubled. With the care of friends, this road is no longer confused. Youth is colorful because of having friends. We are crazy together and laugh together. In the face of difficulties, we have the motivation to move forward. In our hearts, it is as evergreen as pine and cypress, and its eternal memory will never be erased.
Affection, friendship, teacher-student relationship, gurgling in life. Love is around. I grew up in the sunshine of love.
Sunny composition 2 With the fragrance of flowers in March, we walked into the campus one after another. On this sunny day, as junior three students, we are full of high morale, confidence, pride and hope.
In the vast playground, we can see our vigorous figure everywhere. We exchanged hard sweat for the glory of the day. We are persistent, we are positive, and our bodies are full of youthful vitality and light!
On the desk full of papers and study plans, we swam in the ocean of problems and fought alone. In the practice of pen and ink handover, there are not only three points and one line of tension, but also the excitement of pH. We are not afraid of failure, but we will regret it in the future. In this passionate years, we are struggling, and youth is our best synonym. We will live up to expectations and greet tomorrow's sun with the most beautiful smile.
On this sunny day, teachers' expectations, parents' trust, friends' encouragement and our own goals will be realized one by one! We know that the horn has sounded, the steel gun needs polishing, the senior high school entrance examination is coming to us, and the dawn has come to the East. Time does not allow us to hesitate; Space, we are not allowed to escape.
We are on the same starting line as others. Since genius is rare, fools are also rare; Since wisdom is in your head, you must be confident and optimistic in the face of the senior high school entrance examination, and you must never leave regrets and sighs!
Never look back, not only the ancient morning light, but also the stars and moons at night and our youth. Please throw your troubles and helplessness to yesterday. In the face of challenges, regardless of winning or losing, we should devote ourselves to this sunny day.
Sunny composition 3 Outside the window, there is a little light rain.
Raindrops wet the trees, wet the ground, wet the children's clothes, and wet the sunny memories.
Childhood, like the most fragrant gardenia in the sun, is white and flawless, pure and fragrant, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia. At that time, I cut my hair short like a boy, climbed trees and fished with my partner, and went home dressed in mud, promising my mother that I would never be crazy again next time, but next time, it would be the same. As naive as we used to play house, it seems that only after that naive childhood will we really grow up.
Youth, like the most beautiful rose in the sun, is gorgeous, fragrant, prickly and soft-hearted, which makes people miss it infinitely. At this time, I have long curly hair, rebellious like a sharp thorn poking at others, hurting myself. I have done countless stupid things, quarreled with my parents countless times, and made my first real friend. Brave people like us, who don't stop until they reach the south wall, seem to have experienced this complicated youth before they really understand what growth is.
Memories of the past, no matter how sad, always feel much better than now. I don't want to wake up after dreaming, but reality will wake you up and tell you that the sun is shining outside. Only we can think of people and things that make us happy or sad. In fact, only we can't let go.
Gardenia, roses, are so beautiful, with charming fragrance. It seems that the sunny days are back, but the memories that can't meet the reality are always foggy, covering everything like duckweed. Why not open the window and have a look?
Sunshine is sprinkled in the Woods, on the ground, on the young smiling faces of children, and in this beautiful world.
It turns out that the sun is shining outside the window.
On this sunny day, everything will be over!
In my childhood memory, sunshine always fills my heart.
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It was another sunny spring day, and I got up early. Because I have an appointment with my good friend Xia to spend Saturday morning at school. After packing some books and pens that will come in handy, I set off for school by bike.
As the saying goes, "it is better to come early than to come opportunely." I met Xia in front of the school. After putting the bike away, we ran to the playground hand in hand. Then I sat on the grass.
There are still some dewdrops on the grass, the gentle sunshine shines on the grass, and the winter jasmine blooms gently on the edge. The dew is shining, which affects our vision. Our pants are wet with dew. We are like two happy birds, talking about the questions prepared in advance with great interest.
"Should it be substituted into this formula?"
"No, their units are different."
……
Debate for a few minutes, silence for a few minutes. The answer seems to be that we are afraid that we will continue to quarrel, break its eardrum and run out obediently. Xia and I were ecstatic and shouted "yeah!" Then shift the target and attack like a problem.
When discussing problems, surprises, surprises, cheers and humorous sentences fill our ears. At this time, heaven and earth belong to us.
On that sunny day, we explored the mystery of the mathematical kingdom and the mystery of the Chinese world, and the vines of friendship spread around us.
After solving those problems, we were troubled by laughter, scolding and screaming in small talk. Sometimes we catch up with the past, sometimes we jump, the sun shines on us warmly, and the winter jasmine on the side is blooming more and more beautifully. At this time, heaven and earth also belong to us.
On that sunny day, we told each other our happiness and troubles, and the flowers of friendship bloomed around us.
Sunny day composition 5 is always used to remembering that brilliant day in the sun.
I think too much. I will open my photo album and look through the photos of that year. See a lot of sunny scenes, see a lot of brilliant yourself.
Wuyishan, a beautiful and poetic city. Even if Wan Li is clear and sunny, it is still unique and cool. Walking leisurely in the shadow of the sun, climbing the stairs, freely inhaling the fresh and pure air in the mountains, listening to the unprecedented insects, my heart is unconsciously happy, as if the silhouette of the sun is directly in my heart through my pupils. My parents and other tourists passed by, and they were particularly excited about the natural beauty. Here, I see myself facing the sun, bathed in the spring breeze, smiling and intoxicated with the scenery of Wuyishan.
Gulangyu, a romantic island in the classical world. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the sweet sea breeze blows head-on, and the bright sunshine pours down like a waterfall, making everything around it feel warm. Various styles of western-style buildings can be seen everywhere on the island. Elegant and solemn combination of Chinese and western, quietly standing under the swaying banyan tree, the sun inadvertently slipped from the soft branches. Walking on the golden beach, the sand under your feet is soft and continuous. Close your eyes, the sunshine of the whole city is lazily smeared on your eyelids and always shines warmly in your heart. Here, I see myself sitting by the sea, squinting at the sunshine.
I don't know when it started, even sunny cities may not be warm. Then, I slowly close my eyes and gently sing eternal songs in the sun, and the familiar brilliance slowly emerges.
I really miss that sunny day again!
Sunny composition 6 The sunshine seems particularly bright when there are good friends around.
Let go of the trivial things in your heart and the overwhelmed textbooks. My best friend and I are blowing bubbles with a childlike innocence. It may sound that others think we are naive, but for us, this is the epitome of a friendship, ordinary but precious.
Sitting on the high fence, we are happier than anyone else, holding a glue stick in our hand and waving it constantly, and bubbles surround us. It's really been a long time since we laughed so happily.
"You see, bubbles will drift thinner and thinner," she said in surprise. "Just like life, everything will fade with the evolution of time, and things that are no longer happy and painful will pass …" I answered calmly. Suddenly I feel like I've grown up a lot, and I seem to have a lot of life truths. I was not only playing with her before, but also listening and affirming.
Bubbles are flying everywhere, just like naughty children in our secret. "If we can often blow bubbles, it would be nice to sit on this fence and chat, wouldn't it?" "Well, I think!" I don't know if this is the yearning of every child, or maybe it is the purest dialogue. In fact, I said in my heart at that time: "As long as you are here, I am willing to accompany you to the end. Even if there are no bubbles all over the sky, even if we just sit quietly on the fence, we can still feel the warmth of the sun because we are best friends. "
When we leave, we can't help touching the floating bubbles in front of us, and every bubble depicts our smile. I still remember that it was a sunny day, and the bright sunshine became the best witness of our friendship. ...
Sunny composition 7 sunny day is happy, sunny day is full, sunny day is enjoyable. But such a day does not exist every day, it is determined by your own mood.
One day during the winter vacation, there was no one at home, and I was a little hungry. Seeing that there was nothing delicious at home, I took 20 yuan to the store to buy something I liked. It was a little cold on the way back. Inadvertently, I reached into my pocket and I froze there. Because there was no money in my pocket, I thought about my shopping process, but in the end I found no doubt. I decided to go back and look for it, but I didn't.
On the way to the front, I saw a girl standing there. When she saw me coming from all directions, she came up to me and said, "What are you looking for?" I was angry because I couldn't find the money. I said angrily, "What's it to you?" The girl smiled: "I found the money, and then I lost it!" " ""what? You found the money? I lost it. I'm looking! ！” "What does it have to do with me?" My face suddenly turned red: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, I'm sorry!" "Never mind, how much did you lose?" "12 yuan"
She gave me my money back and left. Looking at her back, I suddenly found that it was sunny today.
Sunny composition 845 years old is a sunny age and the golden age of life. On this sunny day:
We are strong and brave in the face of difficulties. We firmly believe that "failure is the mother of success" and are as indomitable as Big Wolf. At the bottom of my life, I don't lose heart, but cheer up and face these "obstacles" bravely until the joy of success comes to my mind. At this time, we shout, we shout, and we applaud ourselves!
We are mature, watching flowers bloom in the blue sky, watching grass grow sturdily in the cracks, and watching birds fly freely in the sky. We can't help thinking about the meaning of life: who are we living for? What about our future life? Yes! Only by struggling and studying hard for the future life can we have a beautiful life!
We are free and easy. In the face of 20xx rumors, we are not afraid of anything. Someone asked us, "Are you afraid of death?" We always say categorically, "Don't be afraid, we will die together anyway!" " Our noble sentiments are the envy of many people. We don't need umbrellas in the storm. We always run into the rain and enjoy it crazily. I really want to shout "cool!" ……
I hope every inch of life has sunshine dancing, and I hope every life is sunny! ! !
Sunny day composition 9 sunny day is beautiful, sunny day is full and sunny day is desirable. Everyone longs for sunny days.
I was anxiously waiting for the bus all the way, when suddenly an old man limped over. I thought, at this age, why do you still take the bus? There are so many people on the bus that they will inevitably bump into each other. I don't know what my children think, but when the bus came, I carefully helped him get on the bus when I saw such an old grandfather. He smiled at me. I smiled at the old man. I helped him sit in an empty seat. We had a friendly conversation. I asked him why he didn't take a taxi. The old man said that he retired now and spent all his children's money. It is not easy for them to make money. Save it if you can.
After listening to these words, I suddenly felt that my nose was sour, and tears flowed out of my eyes involuntarily, like a naughty child, which I couldn't control. At this moment, I suddenly understood my parents' difficulties. What a pity to inherit the wind!
Facing the sunshine in early spring, my heart is more practical, because I have taken another step towards maturity! It's another sunny day!
After the summer vacation began, my good mood was destroyed, my Chinese grades dropped, and I even failed. My mood suddenly fell to the bottom. At this time, the teacher changed my deskmate, and the new deskmate got good grades in Chinese. After a period of rest, with the help of my deskmate, my grades have improved. In the final exam, my Chinese score was the first in my class. Sunny days are back!
Sunny day, be elated! But I know that this requires our efforts and efforts!
Chen Mo, Class 2, Grade 6, People's Middle School, Anda City, Heilongjiang Province
Composition on a sunny day 10 I was walking on the stony beach, and the waterfowl on the lake stopped flying. It's another season of catkins, and those sunny days cherished in my heart are once again aroused. On that sunny day, I walked into the classroom with my report card in my trembling hand. "XX, 88 points." I have regressed a lot. I walked out of school with heavy steps, but the bright sunshine was dark in my eyes. After returning home, my parents' encouragement gave me confidence, and I made up my mind that I must find the bright sunshine again. Therefore, when others are playing, I am no longer running and playing; In other students' jokes, I recited one calculation formula, solved one application problem and recited one long and tasteless English word. Whenever I stop to have a rest and play with my classmates, I will think of that sunny day, but I am shrouded in darkness. That 88-point report card will remind me: I can't give up. If I give up now, all my previous efforts will be wasted and nothing will be achieved. Through unremitting efforts, I finally achieved something in another sunny day-"xx, 100." I went to the podium and accepted my report card with some excitement. That bright red 100% is my countless efforts! I looked out of the window and it was sunny.
Sunny composition 1 1 Dawn broke and Huazhou town woke up. People left their homes and started a busy day.
In the park, green grass and flowers are in full bloom. You won't let me, and I won't let you. Try to smile. The small fish in the pond are playing happily in the water, the trees on both sides are green and dripping, and the sweet birds are heard. While the weather is fine, many people get up early to exercise. Some are practicing, some are sword dancing, some are square dancing, and some are playing Tai Ji Chuan. From time to time, "121, 121 ..." came from my ear. It turned out that some young people were running with their children. It's too noisy!
Walking into the morning market is another touching scene. Crowds are everywhere, shouting, bargaining, laughter … one after another. The vegetables in front of the booth are lovely and fresh at first glance, and some are rolling around with dew; The grocer keeps recommending his delicious food to people, and the sound of good selling is really like singing a moving song; In front of the fruit stand, the smell is fragrant, and there are many apples, bananas, pineapples and cherry tomatoes ... people can't see everything.
When I walked into the library gently, I saw a more exciting scene. Although there are many people in the library, it is very quiet, and only the sound of silent reading, the sound of turning pages and the slight sound of holding books can be heard. Without the hustle and bustle outside, it can really make people calm down and savor another kind of fun of life.
I like excitement, and I am also intoxicated with peace. When I walk in the bright sunshine, I feel the vitality, charm and peace of mind of life. I like sunny days. I hope it will be sunny every day in Iowa!
I hate the cake made by my mother, not only because of its taste, but also because my mother nags when she urges me to eat it.
It's a cold morning. I was awakened by the cold wind. I got up and looked at my watch. It's only five o'clock. My mother glanced sideways at the kitchen, making egg paste, which annoyed me.
Wrapped in an apron, she skillfully cracked an egg on the table, broke her hands and put an egg in the bowl. Then my mother picked up the bowl and looked around it as if looking for something. At that moment, her eyes suddenly widened, then she narrowed her eyes and took out an eggshell with chopsticks. Finally, she carefully put her nose to the side of the bowl, sniffed it carefully, and then nodded with relieved eyes, as if to say, "Well, this bowl of eggs is impeccable." At this point, my heart seems to have been stabbed by something, and my heart is sour.
When my mother was steaming eggs in the pot, she stood in the kitchen and stamped her feet gently, watching the time with a probe, and anxious sweat crossed her face. After a while, the cake was ready. My mother took out my favorite seasoning and shook it evenly. Her eyes were fixed on the omelet, her mouth was slightly raised and her eyebrows were raised excitedly. In this way, I witnessed the process that my mother made me an omelet.
At this time, my body seemed to take off its heavy shell, and a touch took me gently sliding in the air. My Rourou Xin seems to have a ray of sunshine in my cold and stubborn heart, and love is wrapped in warmth to accompany me forward. From then on, I never hate eating omelets-because it is the modulation of maternal love and the embodiment of sunshine!
Composition on a sunny day 13 A breeze with a little sunshine flows between the flowers and leaves on the balcony. Looking at the scene in front of me, my thoughts were pulled back to the past. It is also a sunny day. ...
The sun shone through the window, sprinkled a golden color, enveloped the teenager who had been chatting with Zhuang Zhoumeng for a long time, rubbed his sleepy eyes and was awakened by the smell of food floating in the kitchen. In front of me is my mother, who is looming in the steam. The figure walking back and forth in front of the stove is still so familiar. After washing, I sat down at my desk. My father came to me with a plate of fruit and attached a cordial greeting: "Eat some fruit when you are tired of studying. Come on, son!" " "The sound is as bright and warm as the sunshine outside the window and melts into my heart." Dinner! "Hot food was put on the table. After the heat rises, it is the face that my mother expects. The food is still delicious, as warm and cordial as the sun. The family sat around the table talking and laughing, seemingly ordinary, but there was no lack of warmth.
When I was a child, I grew up in the sunshine of my parents-sweet love. Because of my father, I never fell when I was a toddler. Because my mother is here, I grow up faster on the way to study ... The love of my parents, like the warm sunshine in spring, covers me all the time, making every stage of my growth warm as spring. Maybe they are not outstanding, but in my heart, they will always be great.
Even if there is wind and rain, I am not afraid at all, because I understand that life is often sunny as long as my parents are around.
Today, the sun is still flowing among the flowers, the fragrance of flowers is still refreshing, and the mood is still as warm as ever, but the parents' cheeks are faintly silvery or hidden; Although it is not much, it seems to me that it hurts my eyes and is very sad. Since then, I have become strong, and I want to have more energy, like sunshine, to keep them warm day and night.
Sunny composition 14 I lay under a tree and let the fallen leaves slide across my cheeks. Sunlight penetrates the fallen leaves, if there is anything, if there is nothing. Everything is so similar. So, I fell into deep memories. ...
That autumn, my sister and I sat on this dead leaf and watched it come to the end of life, and then quietly fell. ...
"Sister, how can the leaves fall?" I looked at the dead leaves floating in the wind, puzzled.
"Because they want to jump into their mother's arms and feel maternal love!" My sister told me meaningfully.
"Hum!" I pouted and said disdainfully, "What's so good about my mother? She often stops me from playing games. Playing with mud, she said it was too dirty; She won't let me play with water. "
Sister didn't answer. There was a terrible silence between the mountains.
We got up and went home ... all that was left was a hurried back.
When my mother saw me coming back, she quickly wiped my face and kept saying, "Where have you been?" How dirty! Without a word. I've been looking for you for a long time ... "
Ah! My heart contracted immediately. Is this what my sister calls maternal love? It turns out that love is always by my side. How could I be so stupid? I never found out. I wanted to cry, but I put up with it. Eyes closed, heart firmly remember.
I want to say I'm sorry. How sad my mother will be when I say such a serious violation!
I broke free from my mother's hand and ran under the tree in one breath. I am sad because I was wrong; I am very happy because I know I made a mistake and I won't do it again.
The sunshine is really brilliant, shining on me, and there is no desolation in autumn at all. I found it, I found the most beautiful maternal love. I was completely intoxicated.
"Don't run! Stop running! " I've been yelling. Who's that? It's mom! What is she doing here? "Don't run so fast, be careful of wrestling. If you want to eat, hurry back! "
I ran over, holding my mother's hand, walking in the bright sunshine and walking on a quiet path. ...
Sunny composition 15 For me, the sunshine when I was a child was the brightest day in my life, carefree and carefree. Giggling and joking.
When I was a child, my life was a paradise on earth. I don't have to write so much homework, remember so much propaganda and ancient prose, and I don't have to be chanted by my parents every day: Have you finished your homework? Did you teach today ... oh, what a nuisance! When I was a child, I just played, ate and slept. Now I never do my homework, worries, ancient prose and formulas in their dictionaries ... I was so happy that sunny day!
I live with my grandparents on my sunny days. Every day, I can speak very fully and never feel bored. Sometimes I knit with my grandma, and sometimes I go fishing with my grandpa. You can have a big sleep at noon and continue to play after waking up, carefree. But now I get up before dawn every day, and then I go to school, do my homework and recite constantly. The pen in my hand seems to grow in my own hand, and I go home for dinner every day to continue writing. While writing, I have to receive various questions from my parents, such as: * * * * Today? Can the teacher teach you? Are there many mistakes in the topic you did today? ... causing a lot of troubles, such as: how to explain to your parents if you didn't do well in the exam today, and what if you don't understand in class? A series of problems are buried in my head, and I am very tired all day. I am exhausted.
Compared with childhood, life now is really far from it. Now I yearn for the splendid life before, but I really don't know what I thought when I grew up. I don't want to live too comfortably in such a beautiful life.
So I especially look forward to going back to that glorious and beautiful day when I was a child.