A composition about sunshine

Sunshine topic composition 1 "Sunshine is always after the storm, and there is a rainbow behind the dark clouds ..." Those who fail will move from a desperate black hole to a sunny beach. When tears rolled down my cheeks and sweat dripped down my feet, I came from the past and rushed to the future, looking for a ray of light to walk with me and the sun. ...

A trace of warm sunshine in winter shines on the face, which is warm and dispels the cold. In the early morning, a group of birds glided across the sky, leaving a beautiful arc in the sky and whispering in a low voice. Morning reading began, and the sun shone in. The sunshine in winter is never dazzling. It shines into the classroom, bright and bright, reaching out and stroking the light, soft and touching the mother's hand. I remember that winter, the sunshine was particularly good, and my mother was combing my hair. I am "not sensible" and insist that my mother go outside to help me comb my hair. Mother's hand touched my forehead gently. In the sun, my back was turned to my mother. Those hands, with a warm current, came to my heart, and my heart seemed as sweet as honey. Suddenly, a small sunflower bloomed in my heart. In the sun, it shakes its little head and hums! My thoughts drifted back to the classroom, and the sunshine seemed warmer. It seems to be my mother's hand, stroking my little head every morning and secretly watching us study. Just because I can't see, she is always by my side.

After class, the first thing I do is to rush out of the classroom, breathe fresh air, bathe in sunshine and feel the gift of nature. The warm sun in winter, with her tenderness, enveloped us, accompanied us and cared for us. Is a kind angel, never asking for it, and brings us the warmest moment in the coldest winter.

Walk with the sunshine and find the starting point of happiness.

Walk with the sunshine and feel the warm hands.

Composition 2 on the topic of sunshine "As long as everyone gives a love, the world will become a beautiful tomorrow". I believe everyone is familiar with this song, because there is love, love and sunshine in the world.

On May 12, 20xx, an unprecedented earthquake occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan. In the earthquake, there were countless deaths and injuries, and some people lost everything. Although this disaster took many lives and made people sad, some people survived by luck and let them choose to survive and be strong. God is ruthless, but there is affection, love and warmth in the world; Friends from compatriots and all over the world have given their love. Although their small home is gone, everyone's garden is built! This home is full of love, care and enthusiasm, full of love and sunshine. Although everyone's contribution is insignificant, it all adds up to love, sunshine, warmth, strength and support!

Love is invisible, but everyone can feel it when they act.

Love is selfless. As long as there is love, there is sunshine and warmth everywhere.

Love is great. When you are in the most difficult time, he will lend you a helping hand and make you stop hesitating.

There is love in the world, and there is love in the world, so that you are no longer lonely, melancholy, hesitant and sad. From then on, you have a home and warmth.

Where there is sunshine, there is love; where there is love, there is home, and there is warmth. Let love fill the world.

Let the world be full of sunshine and love!

The topic of sunshine is that an angel who is so excellent in my eyes is actually so lonely. Just like the unaccompanied moon in the sky, although there are so many stars around, it still can't find a true friend. In endless fairy tales, although the princess has her own prince, does she only have love? Some people may say: enough. But without friendship, is there a part of my heart blank? Only colorful friendship can fill it.

Sunshine is new every day, and air is happy every day.

I always try to breathe air, trying to find a little happiness. But the blank inside seems to make my world more gloomy. Ting was my best friend in primary school. She and I are inseparable, just like fish can't live without water. However, time seems to be a ruthless killer, diluting our friendship bit by bit. Do you really want this? But the distance does get farther and farther bit by bit. I tried to reach it, but it always seemed so far away.

I like to compare myself to a star, because a star has the most good friends.

It seems easier to take off the disguise. However, the gray in my heart has never been painted with my favorite blue, and it has never given off a holy light. Grey, grey, grey, grey, grey ~ ~ My fairy tales are always incomplete, and the complete fairy tales will never belong to me. There are no princes, no dimples, only tears and endless melancholy. When you are really hurt, you know that tears flow to your heart.

Beating notes make up a castle, but there is no prince in it, only a lonely princess.

The doll's big eyes.

Composition 4 on the topic of sunshine: sunshine smiles, mottled cover, revealing Japanese honey color. In that fresh and warm season, your smile, like a ray of sunshine, fell on my heart, like a flower, fixed as a soft memory.

The Chinese exam went well, almost the same as the students' answers. Suddenly, the math teacher leaned over and said loudly, "get the ruler, draft paper and pen ready." I turned up my schoolbag. Both the pen and the draft paper are here, but the ruler is gone. By the way, what about the triangle? Oh, my God, I didn't bring my triangle either. "I'm like a cat on hot bricks. Sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I lay prone on the table, almost crying.

Just then, the bell found something strange about me, ran over in three steps and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" China people won't hit you, will they? I replied with tears, "No, I didn't bring my ruler." Tears swirled in her eyes. The bell seemed relieved and smiled: "That's it!" She hurried back to her seat and took out a brand-new folding ruler. 1 of "pa", the brand-new folding ruler broke into two pieces. She gave me half a ruler and said with a smile, "Work hard! "I have been careless, but I don't know what to say. Her big eyes are as bright as the moon, as smart as stars and as clear as spring water.

"Ding ..." The exam began, and there was only the rustling of mulberry leaves in the examination room.

The old friendship is still emerging, but the bell and I have "parted ways". I put half a ruler in the drawer. Life is long, and there is light at night. When I read this precious friendship, he told me: darkness is not terrible, because as long as you persist, it is sunrise and hope! Suddenly disappeared, a ray of sunshine shone into my heart and guided my life.

Friend, do you feel tired of life? Life is always black and white, without a trace of color. Every day is nothing, no novelty, no beauty, no happiness and no happiness. ...

No, get rid of this idea quickly! In fact, you are surrounded by beauty. Let's find out where it is!

Every morning when I get up and open the curtains, there will be a beam of sunshine coming in, which is made up of various colors. They form a warm orange, like elves, into the dark cracks. The sky is so clean and beautiful! When it rains, full of raindrops, like round pearls, fall on the grass and turn green; Fall on the flowers and turn red; Fall to the ground and turn brown; What falls in the palm of your hand is a faint sweetness that permeates your heart.

But if you get up in the morning and close the window tightly, where will you experience the beauty? Maybe you are worried about this day again. The air in the room is like smog, filled with your anxiety, but I don't know that you can accept the baptism of nature as long as you open the window for a few more minutes.

What about the night? There are always twinkling stars in the sky winking at you playfully. How happy they are. Pull a chair into the yard, enjoy the kiss of the evening breeze, count the stars in the sky, one, two, three ... Oh, if you accidentally count wrong, try again.

But if you go to bed early, you are thinking about how boring life is during the day. As we all know, the stars outside hand in hand to form a beautiful constellation, waiting for you to see!

There is too much beauty in life. Don't miss the sunshine of life because of your hurry. Open that window and let that beautiful testimony be printed on your heart.

In the dense forest, its slender body kisses the earth from the green leaves, giving life and vitality to all things. Because of it, the world is so beautiful.

The grass is delicate, the flowers are bright and the trees are lush ... they thank the sun for shining generously on them again and again; Thanks to the sunshine for seriously testing them again and again: thanks to the sunshine for selflessly helping them drive away darkness and cold and bring light.

The water is gurgling, the fish is happy and the birds are flying freely. They are grateful for sunshine, because it brings them joy, youth and health, and at the same time, it also gives them the freedom to fight for their ideals forever.

I read in a book that a seriously ill child was lying in a hospital bed all the year round and felt depressed. His eyes can only see white walls, white sheets and doctors in white coats ... When he was not far from death, he remembered his healthy days and the days when he lived happily in the sun.

On that beautiful day, I lived happily in colorful nature every day. So he suggested taking a walk outside. Accompanied by the nurse, he saw colorful nature and bright sunshine again. He raised his hands, held the sunshine on his chest devoutly, and said slowly and affectionately, "I thank the sunshine."

In fact, each of us should thank the sunshine. It is not afraid of darkness, and strives hard every day when darkness exists, because it wants to bring us light. The cold night is long, hunger and cold haunt us, and we expect bright sunshine to bring us warmth.

Sunshine is like friendship, because sunshine is always pure without any impurities; Sunshine is like family, because sunshine has a love for the world; Sunshine is like love, because it gives itself to mankind.

Accept the gift from heaven with sincere heart, and let the soul bathe in light, warmth and love.

Composition 7 On the topic of sunshine, I deeply remember a warm sentence said by Russian poet balmont:

"I came to this world to see the sunshine."

I often think that I can't guess the poet's mind. At that time, he was probably a baby, sleeping by the fireplace in winter in Eastern Europe. When the baby stretched out his little hand and kicked his leg, yawned contentedly, and then opened his eyes, he happened to touch the first ray of warm sunshine in his life through the window and through the birch forest in Siberia. Perhaps in the poet's mind, sunshine and the world bathed in sunshine are the meaning of his singing.

In my eyes, sunshine is alive. Just different from the ephemeral things like moths and ephemera, sunshine is not old: every morning, it is always dusty, holding half the earth in its arms with open arms, gently awakening the sleeping earth, and patiently brushing away the darkness and cold polluted by it last night-just like a mother, yes, just like a mother, it is never old. Sunlight has unparalleled power. As long as there is sunshine, it will be accompanied by warmth and light: new wildflowers bloom more happily under the urging of sunshine; Unknown reptiles fear the majesty of the sun and return to the dark underground; In the warm air in the sun, there are always countless floating dust, ups and downs, casually drifting into the hazy distance. In short, wherever the sun goes, it will always be full of different warmth and full of vibrant light-the sun is more rustless.

I believe that every house, every yard, every kitchen, every window, even outside the eaves of every house, there must be a piece of land. Every morning, I will be caressed and pampered by the sunshine of stainless steel, especially in winter.

In my memory, sunshine is always indispensable in winter mornings. There is always a little gray and light in the winter morning sky, and occasionally flocks of domestic pigeons fly far away. I don't know how long it will take, when the people waiting for the bus are unconsciously tightening their bodies, you will be pleasantly surprised to find that a ray of golden sunshine has appeared in the gray sky, which has sharply separated from the layers of clouds.

In those small courtyards in the countryside, there is a sunny paradise hidden. The winter sunshine pours down, and when it reaches the ground, the color will always become lighter and lighter, and it will shine on the floor paved with gray Shi Zhuan, just like a translucent yarn, flashing mercury and flowing all over the floor. The flower cat on the roof is too lazy to respond to the master's call at this time. It curled up in a quilt made of sunshine and fell asleep warmly-like a huge wool ball, emitting a lazy breath in the sun.

Old people who also have leisure always ask their children and grandchildren to move chairs for themselves and bask in the sun to keep warm. The old man squinted, facing the sun that had climbed the eaves, showing a look of contentment-such moments always caused the old man endless reverie: perhaps it was the Lantern Festival that just passed; Maybe it was a letter from home last night; Maybe it's the grassland I visited when I was a child; Perhaps it is the wet and cold bluestone road in front of the house in early spring ... In this daydream and this sunshine, his forehead is always slightly lifted, lifted-until he falls asleep unconsciously. Occasionally, one or two children will be with the old man. They will stumble from the shadow in the corner to the old man who is dreaming, curiously stroking his silver hair and wrinkles on his face. However, who knows how long the old man's dream is? Does anyone know where he will go in his dream? Perhaps, in the dream, there is also a courtyard from his long memory, which is also enriched by sunshine, and also hides the story of his life, which is also a paradise of sunshine. ...

Sunshine has life. I think sunshine always gives the world warmth and light every day, as always, this is the youth of sunshine; And if everything shines, even after many years, it can still bring the same emotion and affection, which is the rust of sunshine. I don't know where the sunshine is the most in the world, and I don't know where the sunshine is the warmest and softest-but I yearn for the stainless steel sunshine.

"I came to this world to see the sunshine." When the poet meets the rusty sunshine, the world becomes bright and vast, and life becomes pure and detached.

If I can taste this stainless sunshine, if I can keep it, I would like to run to the sunny land, and I would like to shout without hesitation in the sunshine:

"I came to this world to see the sunshine."

The sunshine is warm, fresh and natural. Whenever a touch of sunshine falls on the windowsill, I will hold this gift of nature in my hands and savor the beauty of sunshine. The sunshine is so beautiful.

Traces of sunshine can be found in every corner of spring. The sunshine in spring is never hidden. Like a mother, it gently covers the newborn baby with a layer of golden gauze. The grass is tender and green, and it smells of earth and sunshine. I stepped on the green ground and enjoyed the sunshine. The chill of early spring has already been washed clean by the bright sunshine, and the whole body is refreshed.

After the summer rain, the sun rushed out of the dark clouds and finally revealed the whole face. At this time, the sun is shining directly, but it is not dull and monotonous. They shuttled between branches, weaving golden silk threads, and strung the water drops behind the fish into a string of golden pearls. The rare coolness in summer is accompanied by bright sunshine, which makes people relaxed and happy.

Autumn has come, with golden and brilliant joy. After a whole summer, the sun changed the leaves into their own colors. Did Zijin Ye feel the sadness of leaving after realizing his ideal? Oh, no, I was wrong! Look, those golden leaves are flying down safely and happily. It turns out that they are the roots that bring sunshine to life and nurture sunshine! Yes, this beautiful sunshine also nurtures everything in the world and is full of the joy of harvest.

Winter makes everything white. The sun searched aimlessly for a familiar leaf. It wanted to penetrate the snow layer. But the thick snow mercilessly reflects the sunlight back. Unwilling with the sunshine, I melted the last snowflake on the earth with my own strength and self-confidence. Then, life began to wake up again. The bright sunshine overcame the difficulties again, and a trace of warmth flashed into people's hearts.

The four seasons cycle because of sunshine, and the sunshine changes because of the four seasons. The vitality of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, the joy of autumn and the firmness of winter are isomorphic with the beauty of sunshine.

Let's open our hearts and accept the sunshine in any season of our lives, so that we will feel that the sunshine is so beautiful.

Composition 9 On the topic of sunshine, the sunshine pouring in from the south window is getting brighter and brighter, as clear as the memory in the field when I was a child. Such a sunny day, there is no dark corner in my heart, although there are still many regrets dormant in life; However, sunlight reflects from one place to another, and it also paints those gloomy places with a layer of color. Let alone watch her come quietly.

Seeing the sunshine stand on tiptoe, quietly approaching my window, and then sticking my head out to look inside, I will wake up a lot when I am trapped in the square of words. What kind of depression can't be dispelled in this sunshine?

Didn't you say that there is no spring in early spring? Look, what did I bring? The sunshine stood outside the window and poured into the room, smiling at me sleepy.

Oh, sunshine, I neglected your bright eyes.

In fact, every morning and evening, I already think you come back earlier and later than before. The growth of this moment of time can also bring some faint skylight to the world. Although you gave us a hope and attachment in Qian Shan thousands of miles away, I can clearly feel the warmth and awakening.

There will be many beautiful things unfolding in the sun. Go out and look at the fields. The frozen air has loosened, so you can open your mouth and take a deep breath. There will be no biting chill in the throat, and a cool and delicate person mixed with the smell of the sun can bear it.

Spring and New Year always come hand in hand. The scattered firecrackers in the distance make us feel that everyone's joy in the New Year will soon overflow around us. Firecrackers are just a detonator, which will detonate the spring celebrated all over the world in an instant. There will also be hope blooming in my heart with the firecrackers to welcome the New Year. Waiting for a winter silence, we need a new season to come loudly.

The pace of the new year is indeed approaching. Rarely in life have we seen such a warm New Year. The feeling of Chinese New Year is always inseparable from the cold. On the hazy and even dark morning of New Year's Day, I braved the cold air and worshipped quietly, God and my parents. I give my children some lucky money to earn the joy of their growth year after year.

The new year in the sun will have a fresher feeling. If there is sunshine like today, we can even spare some thoughts to imagine another round of four seasons and the back of those distant childhood.

Childhood and everything in the past can only be touched in memories, and life needs constant trekking. Look at the past and look forward to the future, so that we can go better. Only by walking can we prove the vivid existence of our lives.

We were originally an accident that we didn't know where we came from or where we were going. Where is the ubiquitous sunshine under your eyes like you?

Composition on the topic of sunshine 10 This winter is particularly cold. Dark clouds cover the sky, and the whistling cold wind is telling me a helpless story. The wind is like an abandoned baby, and the trees are like the remnants of tried magic. Without any embellishment, it is monotonous and lonely.

Under the thick cotton-padded jacket, there is a naked heart looking for the noisy market. Walking alone in the dead street, as if waiting for something. Old buildings make me feel that time flies. Spread out your hands, a pair of dream wings are flying. The usually noisy market has become empty today. Few people wander around this ancient street, but they still can't find the exit.

Walking out of that empty city, the sky is still gray. When can I get out of this gray world? I always believe that there will be a colorful day. Continue my heavy pace, come to the cold lake, open my eyes and look at the vast expanse of whiteness, leaving me disappointed.

Is it difficult to want a ray of sunshine in a helpless winter? At this time, the heavy footsteps stopped and stood at the intersection. Which way should I go to find that ray of sunshine? I glared at each other, crossed the route, and then walked back with heavy steps. However, it is white and confusing. They trudged towards the middle of the intersection and moved firmly to the right. Heavy footsteps become light, and there is a feeling of being on cloud nine.

At the corner of the right street, the heartless white clouds finally left a small hole. The warm sunshine, the first ray of sunshine today, broke the gray spell. Feng, like an abandoned baby, finally got unprecedented happiness; The tree image was released from the spell, waiting for the arrival of spring.

I didn't let me down. I found that ray of sunshine. My previous confusion and vacillation made me remember deeply and smiled with relief. I don't know, how to find the next intersection?