The composition about witness is 700 words 1.
This winter vacation is long and interesting. Although you can't go out, you can find new tricks at home. This winter vacation has brought me closer to life. I also saw the change from flowers to flowers at home and witnessed the arrival of spring. At that time, I thought, if there was no epidemic, maybe the Chinese teacher would let us write some essays about observing spring at this time.
I saw a lot of movies and books this winter vacation, and I like some of them very much, so I'll share them here. One is The Shawshank Redemption, a film that participated in the Oscar together with Forrest Gump. Because Forrest Gump was politically correct, The Shawshank Redemption accompanied him all the way. But it doesn't mean it doesn't look good. After all, it is the film with the highest score of Douban. Every character in this film has its own characteristics, such as the wise Rhett and the young and hopeful Tommy, and each character is very attractive. The film paves the way for Andy's escape, and Rhett tells it from the narrative point of view. There is a clever scene in which Rhett passes by a grocery store after he gets out of prison. He suddenly remembered that he had promised Andy to look for something under the tree and saw a compass. Here, the director did not shoot the compass directly, but moved from the gun in front to the compass in the back. I think Rhett might think of Bruce who committed suicide. Maybe he was a little shaken, but the compass gave him the courage to stick to it. I like a sentence very much, but I can't read it: get busy living or get busy dying.
The other is a thief's house. I first learned about Thieves' Home because of the movie. After watching the movie and the original, I felt very good, so I was a little selfish. It's never been introduced in my paper. The deepest feeling may be that the police asked their father why he taught them to steal, and he replied, "Because that's all he knows." In the camera is his helpless expression. I think if he can read, he will teach Xiangtai hand in hand. He must really want to be a good father! He amused them by performing magic tricks for them. But he is not a good father, because he only steals things. They live in a small room and drag out an ignoble existence like ants, but no matter what happens outside, the room is always warm and the small room is not crowded at all. When Ji Ya's feet get cold, grandma can know that she is in a bad mood. When Ji Ya called, grandma naturally put the rice cakes in Ji Ya's bowl, because grandma remembered that Ji Ya liked to eat rice cakes. These seemingly subtle things can make people feel warm. This book is really touching.
This winter vacation, I also tried to do something I just wanted to do before. I edited a video myself during the winter vacation, and I cut it and stepped on it. Although it was only a short minute, I recorded a lot of material. Because I pursue perfection, the beat is definitely stuck, a small clip will be adjusted repeatedly, and sometimes the clip will be added wrongly or even deleted manually. But it didn't stop my confidence. I worked hard all day, and the finished product was made for my friends to see. They all said it was good. I uploaded the video to Mile Mile. Although there were only more than 70 views and three comments, I was very satisfied, because all three comments encouraged me and gave me great confidence. I also tried to be a Netease cloud radio station, and my friends are going to write songs. At present, all my friends have written songs, and I am planning to write lyrics recently, but learning is still the first task. I will try my best to write songs in my spare time. My radio station played a song that I changed myself. Although few people listen to it, some of them are my friends, but my friends all say that this song is not bad, which gives me the courage to continue to be a radio station. After all, it is the first time to come here, and people always have to try and challenge themselves.
I also help my family do housework. Although I should do all these things, my mother usually does them. I tried cooking, too. At first, I was scared by the three-foot oil, but after several attempts, I was able to face my fear. I'm not afraid of douban oil. I wanted to knock over the pot like grandma, but I didn't have the strength and almost knocked it over. Under the guidance of my grandmother, I can also eat my own cooking. Sure enough, my cooking is delicious.
Although I miss my classmates and teachers very much, online courses have brought us closer. In particular, several voice calls initiated by the Chinese teacher feel like getting together with classmates in the classroom before answering questions. I still remember reading the end of infectious diseases. I hope that when spring blooms, it will be the day when you and I go back to school. Now, spring is blooming, and we are going back to school. The long and interesting winter vacation life has come to an end, and I hope that foreign countries can successfully overcome the epidemic and restore their former appearance.
This winter vacation is very special. I have witnessed history, and history has also witnessed my growth.
700-word composition on witness 2
When I was a child, I grew up under the protection of my family, which was my refuge. Father's shoulders are green, and mother's chest is the warmest sunshine. They witnessed the willfulness and innocence of my childhood. I still remember that time, I was in my mother's arms and looked up at her long black hair. Her beautiful face was so warm.
In the corner of my yard, there is the shadow of my play; In that hammock, there is my innocence when I was asleep; The rusty knife has my blood when I was injured. All this witnessed the beauty of my childhood. When I was a child, I was particularly impressed by the scene of pestering my mother and going to swing. I only remember that time I fell from the swing and my mouth was full of blood. My mother hugged me and gently cleaned my wound, which I still remember.
The laughter and laughter of childhood, with the early growth of this little girl, has gradually decreased. When I entered adolescence, I seemed to have an unreasonable fuss. I began to dislike and alienate the swings and hammocks when I was a child, and my communication with my parents began to decrease. I only remember that time, because my arrogance deeply hurt my parents' hearts, but I still insisted on my "persistence" as always. That night, I began to regret and repent for my actions. As night falls, I gently put on a coat for my mother to soothe her inner loneliness and loss. So, I began to learn to care about everyone around me and the people I love. The heat emitted by the milk made for mother is witness; Washing clothes for the first time is a witness; Tears of regret shed for the first time are testimony.
Now, standing at the fork in the road of life, the sunset stretches my shadow mercilessly. Looking up, I saw a flock of geese flying through the air, and people coming and going kept flowing on both sides of me. Left hand reflection, right hand time. The past left me in such a hurry, and many unknown things came to me. I don't know what attitude I should take to meet them. I think I need another witness.
Now, although my parents and I are separated, I believe that we will be able to play the acacia string "thousands of miles away." When I gently parted my mother's silver hair with my ring finger, it caught my eye, and the deep crow's feet were so evenly distributed. My heart began to ache and shed tears of gratitude. The faint candlelight, like my mother's life, provided me with the last warmth of life. At this time, candlelight is a witness, witnessing the sadness and joy of a little girl who has never lost her childlike innocence. Mother's time is a witness, witnessing the growth process from a babbling child to an independent life-style girl; That old ballad is a testimony, which took away the girl's faint sadness, like running water.
I finally packed up my old self and started a new journey.
700 words about the composition of witness 3
Spring and summer are graceful like willow branches, and autumn and winter are free and easy like daisies. Close your eyes and listen to meditation and witness the world in it. -inscription
I'm just a plane tree, that's all.
I don't think I'm much use. I am tall and few people, so I can't get close to people's lives. I feel inferior and spit on all the buttonwood trees. One day in my dream, I dreamed of a voice, which was illusory and told me, "Your mission is to witness." Witness? I stand here, how can I witness it? Witness what? Witness how I grow old day by day. I smiled to myself. "You are a disgrace to Wu Tong!" The sound suddenly sounded and I felt dizzy.
In a trance, I seem to see a mature face, dressed in gray, overlooking the mountain. Holding a buttonwood leaf in his hand, he smiled casually. Who is he? Uncle Yu. He stood at the foot of Diaoweng Mountain, holding tung leaves in his hand, and said to himself, "Brother Song Ji, are you all right? The people of the Tang Dynasty lived and worked in peace and contentment. " At that time, Wutong witnessed the great love in this world.
The scene in front of me has changed. It is a dark cell. A lonely face is inevitably full of pride. It seems noble, but the scene is puzzling. Who is he? After Li Yu's Southern Tang Dynasty, countless silks and satins disappeared in an instant. "Nothing, go to the West Building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn." He whispered softly. On that occasion, the phoenix tree witnessed the sadness.
The scene changed again. Under the tall buttonwood in front of me, the woman smiled sadly. Who is she? Yang Yuhuan. The white silk was so conspicuous in the wind that the peerless beauty disappeared after the Anshi Rebellion. She and Don are a doomed love affair. At that time, Wu Tong witnessed all this.
I opened my eyes. It was a familiar scene. What I just saw is the testimony of the phoenix tree in the long river of time. The cycle of time can't erase the heart dedicated to witness. Under the tree, the family had a picnic happily; Under the tree, lovers snuggle up to each other; Children are playing under the tree. I witnessed, witnessed this beautiful feeling, and we cared for these feelings. Maybe they won't go down in history like their predecessors, but they are vigorous witnesses in my life journey and the most beautiful witness in my heart forever.
I know, I, I witnessed it!
I'm just a plane tree, that's all.
700-word composition on witness 4
When you enter the classroom, you will definitely see the blackboard in front of the classroom, which is an indispensable teaching tool for the school. It is dressed in black and has a rectangular shape, just like a black board and a black barrier. It witnessed the most beautiful of us.
Is a teacher's right-hand man, convenient for teachers to teach and students to learn. But dirty, the surface is getting rougher and rougher, and even uneven, which will age and damage. Blackboard is the project of teachers and schools, and it is the carrier of knowledge. This life has been silently dedicated to teachers and students, making it a medium of knowledge.
Chinese class, we write keywords on the blackboard, math class, we deduce mathematical reasoning on the blackboard, English class, we spell words on the blackboard, art class, we draw beautiful patterns on the blackboard, … With the blackboard, we have learned a lot of knowledge, mastered learning methods and learned the truth of being a man. The blackboard witnessed our efforts and the most beautiful growth.
The first class in the afternoon is calligraphy. The teacher wrote a big word "Yu" on the blackboard, and then asked the students, "Who can come on stage and explain this word to you?" I hesitated, wanted to raise my hand, glanced around, and the students were silent. I have the courage to raise my hand. The teacher asked me to go to the podium and give me a piece of chalk. I began to demonstrate: "Send this word yú." Then he turned and took notes on the blackboard. "This word has several meanings. First, it refers to the sedan chair, or the part of the sedan chair that can carry people and goods, and also refers to the sedan chair. It can also mean a lot. "
The teacher nodded with satisfaction. "Can you write the traditional Chinese characters of jade on the blackboard?" I nervously wrote the first stroke and found that the palms holding the chalk were sweating. Skimming, then vertical, chalk fell on the blackboard and made a "click" sound, followed by two horizontal lines. But I hesitated when I was ready to write my next pen. Is the next stroke horizontal in the middle or horizontal on the right? Seeing my hesitation, the teacher patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous. Think carefully about the writing order in the preview. " I took a deep breath, and then firmly wrote, horizontal, vertical, horizontal, horizontal ... After writing, I looked at the teacher expectantly, and the teacher praised me with a smile. Blackboard, witnessed the traces of chalk, but also witnessed the most beautiful self.
This ugly blackboard records the expectations of every teacher, interprets our struggles and efforts, and also witnesses the most beautiful of us!
700 words about the composition of witness 5
Today is the twenty-fifth day away from mobile phones, and life seems to suddenly become simple.
The hands of the old alarm clock on the bedside table run tirelessly day and night. When the monotonous alarm exploded in the silent night sky, I was suddenly shot from the darkness. It suddenly occurred to me that today is the day when we go home. Last night, we made an appointment with our friends to get up at five in the morning to watch the sunrise at sea.
After washing in a hurry, I heard the crisp and sweet doorbell ring. It was a group of punctual and trustworthy people.
In a daze, I went downstairs. A policeman on duty in the hall is enjoying breakfast alone. We just said hello. We came to the long open-air balcony, and the fresh and humid air suddenly came to our faces. At this time, the distant mountains are silent, and only the sweet snoring of the sea can be heard. The sun has not yet passed through the coastal mountains, and the air is full of salty and humid seawater, floating around like a faint purple fog. We sat down on the couch. Our eyes are focused on the hazy sky in the distance and the sea close at hand, and it seems that only a few wisps of swimming breath begin to appear in our bodies.
I only vaguely remember that it was the end of June when I left home, and now it is the end of July. On the day when there was no mobile phone, only a few newspapers updated in time contacted the outside world every day, and I missed my family and friends more and more. Just 25 days seems like a blink of an eye, and it seems like a long journey. Today, it is time for us to draw a successful conclusion to this special journey.
Stop and walk along the high iron fence and you can see the long coastline. It's half past five at this time, and it's still not fully bright. The mountain shadow is like a wet ink of Yuan and Ming Dynasties, and there is no need to inscribe or inscribe. It is ethereal and clean.
Gradually, a little light appeared on the horizon, and the clouds on the horizon in the distance looked like a distant mountain, a quiet lake with a reflection. We can clearly see three or two early tourists strolling by the sea.
At 5: 50, the world became brighter and brighter, and the huge gray clouds floating in the sky began to turn white and bright. A group of us are excited to guess which sea area the real body of the sun will eventually appear in. At this time, all the clouds in the sky are concave in various beautiful shapes, and all the colors are waiting for the gentle call of the sun when it appears in the coastal mountains. We all remembered Ba Jin's Sunrise at Sea, waiting for the fiery red sun to finally break through the clouds and jump out of the sea.
The pointer points to 6 o'clock, and the clouds in the distant horizon are inlaid with beautiful Phnom Penh. The golden shadow of the sun hiding behind the clouds is faintly visible. Countless golden beams are scattered in all directions, and our chests are full of wordless excitement. The companion said excitedly, look, this is a big gold mine, and there must be inexhaustible gold in it. I also seem to see a mysterious and charming golden hill, and I seem to see a golden golden hill with thousands of golden lights flashing. A new makeup artist in golden dancing shoes, a wise man who overlooks all beings in a golden coat, an unforgettable golden age that we have experienced together. ...
When a lux ball is squeezed out from a gap in the clouds and stands proudly above the sky, all colors seem to be awakened instantly. You see, red, orange, yellow, gray and black ... this is a noisy and colorful color world, and they all appear together in the lively crowd. The dazzling red light hurt people's eyes, and now they dare not look straight. Squinting their eyes, they can't look straight. Previously, the gray clouds have all been lit up, and the whole body is white and crystal clear, like a blooming flower. The mountains and the sea, together with the little us, have gradually been lit up, the sea has completely woken up, and many lives that have been quietly cultivated have slowly woken up.
The sun finally stood confidently and generously in the clouds, shining brilliantly!
At that moment, because of our waiting, the world was bright.
At this time, the joy in my heart, like clouds in the sky, surged out.
Suddenly I feel that when we have a mobile phone, we are firmly trapped in a huge net. The world seems to be in our hands, but it is thousands of miles away. These handy little beauties, because of their so-called busyness, are gradually ignored by our eyes, so we lose the reverie and romance of embracing the sun, the moon and the stars, and the tenderness and lingering of falling in love with the lakes and mountains.
In retrospect, it seems that I haven't experienced such a short and long wait for a long time. This morning, this real and vivid memory, this ordinary and simple watch, let us witness the quiet strength and calm beauty.
When can I be so calm about every inch of my life?
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