Warm journey composition

In our daily study, work or life, everyone has dealt with composition, which is a narrative method to express a theme through words. Still at a loss for composition? The following is a warm-hearted travel composition I compiled for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Warm Journey Composition 1 Purple Mountain in summer is sometimes manic and sometimes quiet.

Walking on the boulevard, Xu Bu, a 35-year-old traveler, praised the wonders of nature. I played with my friends, and my parents followed slowly. We twittered like birds.

After a while, tired from running, we stopped to have a rest and found some sparrows parked on the treetops. I quietly listened to the chirping of the sparrows and looked at them, both sides were curious. Sparrows' eyes are like a spring, ethereal and pure. I don't know why, maybe they were shocked. They flew away from the treetops and went deep into the mountains. I chased it and ran to the deepest green. Looking up, the towering trees covered the blue sky and sunshine, so they could only sneak in through the cracks to see us. Surrounded by light green, green, grass green, turquoise, green ... we have long been immersed in green trees and grass.

I flew to the wooden plank road with the birds, only looking up at the scenery, forgetting the steps under my feet and accidentally stepping on the green. Friends came running after seeing it. Some asked about the injury, and some helped me stand up. I dusted, and there was no trauma. At this moment, we smiled and bathed in the warm sunshine.

Isn't life like this? When you fall, or someone helps you up, or you need to move on by your own perseverance, or you can never recover and stagnate. Therefore, the journey of life is either warm or cold, or full of thorns. We are just a passer-by, and we should enjoy the excitement and tranquility of this world.

This time, birds, friends and green hills brought me warmth. Next time, I will bring you warmth. Maybe it won't shine, but there is always love and light.

The warmest journey of Purple Mountain is also in my heart.

Warm Journey Composition 2 The sky is gray and full of clouds, not as sunny as before. The temperature is dropping gradually, and it seems that it will rain.

I stood by the bus stop, and the biting cold wind got into my clothes, which made me shiver. I looked around and thought, "Why hasn't my mother come yet? School is about to start. I don't know why my mother gave me an interest class in Fangqiao ... Is it my mother? " No, not yet. It takes 40 minutes to get from Yixing to Fangqiao, and the class will start in 50 minutes. I won't be late. "

Just as I was thinking about the phone, my watch rang. As soon as I saw it, it was my mother's phone, and I quickly connected it. "I have something to do today. Go to class by yourself. " Mother's voice was cold and distant. "Anyway, you have grown up, and it's nothing to take a car by yourself." After talking about my mother, I hung up the phone and I was shocked. Is this the same mother who loves me? If it hadn't been for my mother's voice just now, I wondered if the caller was her mother. I got on the bus without thinking.

When I got to the square bridge, I got off and looked up. A familiar figure came to me in the distance. Isn't that mother? I was shocked and then ecstatic. I immediately ran to my mother, who lovingly touched my head: "I asked you to help Joe yourself because I want to exercise." Do you think you have the ability to come to Fangqiao alone? If you have no courage, what can you do? " After listening to this sentence, I feel that a little resentment against my mother has vanished in a warm place.

This warmth is only under the brow, but in the heart.

Warm Journey Composition 3 Many things will be forgotten with the passage of time, but warm memories are always worth cherishing.

Those warm and refreshing things will always exist in my heart. Looking back on the past some years later, sudden memories will always warm my heart.

That was when I was in the fifth grade. I walk on the road after school. The sky was overcast and it began to rain lightly. The results were just announced that day. My heart is as heavy as this weather. I walked listlessly and was caught in the rain. ...

There are few pedestrians on the road. I stood in the distance and saw an old man in a wheelchair. He bent down, labored to turn the wheelchair and struggled in the rain.

Looking at the old man's strenuous movements, I was just about to go over and give him a hand. Suddenly, the old man fell from the wheelchair. I rushed over to help the old man lift the car. He smiled and said to me, "No, I'll do it myself." He supported the floor with one hand and tried to lift the wheelchair with the other. Then he moved slowly, gritted his teeth and got into the wheelchair with difficulty. He was panting and my heart ached. He said to me with a friendly smile, "did you see that, son?" As the saying goes, I should get up from where I fell. Although I am old, I also have indomitable spirit. Failure is only temporary, not terrible. The terrible thing is that you dare not face it. As long as you work hard to overcome it, I believe that nothing is impossible. " After that, the old man adjusted his clothes and wiped the sweat on his forehead and the rain on his body. His appearance is old, but his heart is as tenacious as grass.

I looked at the background of the old man's fading away and suddenly realized something. I think ... he is right. Failure is only temporary, not terrible.

Three years have passed, and I also understand that on the road of life, as long as you persist, you will definitely get up!

Warm Journey Composition 4 Growth is like a journey, with uphill, downhill, stumbling blocks and smooth roads.

I like stars. When I was three years old, my grandfather and I were in my hometown yard. My grandfather sat in a chair and enjoyed the night view happily. I suddenly ran over and sat on grandpa's lap. Grandpa said, "Slow down, Grandpa, this is falling apart for old bones!" Suddenly, the yard was filled with laughter.

After a while, it was quiet. Grandpa said to me, "Look, how beautiful the stars are in the sky!" " Yes, how beautiful! The stars in the sky are like small eyes looking for things on the ground! After a while, the stars were not found, and a cheerful dance was performed on the vast stage in the sky.

At the age of five, the bad news came and grandpa passed away. Our whole family is deeply saddened. We can no longer hear grandpa's heavy voice, his laughter when playing with me, and his approachable smile.

/kloc-When I was 0/2 years old, my primary school classmates and I went to Sunshine Ricky Training Base. During the two days and one night in the training base, we did a lot of activities: simulating military training, which made us tired of military training; Fighting pipes and blowing balloons let us exert our creativity; Pressing eggs makes us understand the importance of life ... but what makes me feel the deepest and most influential is the last link-the footbridge. In our class, every two people form a bridge, with a board in the middle for students to pass.

A few months later, after graduating from primary school, the whole class was in tears. The companions who have played together for six years will be separated at this moment. Maybe they will meet again in a few years, or they will never meet again.

Thank you for feeding my parents from 13. Thank you for accompanying my primary school classmates for six years; Thank you, grandpa, who spent my childhood with me. Thank you for teaching my teacher. ...

Warm Journey Composition 5 Fire is hot and gives people warmth; Sunshine is hot and gives people warmth; Friendship is a heavy gift, giving people a warm taste like spring. Friendship is a mirror, reflecting your face, a red sun, and sending you on a warm journey.

Cai is a friend of mine. Once my deskmate was beaten for no reason, and the teacher kept calling me a "campus hooligan". I was so wronged that I couldn't help crying. Xi patted me on the shoulder and said, "Come and sit next to me!" " "This became one of his few words that warmed people's hearts. He calmly said a lot to me, which made my broken heart complete again. My heart, from the original cold, has become a cavity of blood. "Let's go for a walk outside! "He comforted me. I nodded heavily and went out. He is the first person who makes me feel warm and relieved in my campus life.

Yu is also an enthusiastic friend of mine. He helped me in my most dangerous time. I used to be a sickly person, and I was often sick. Once my head was in a daze and he was ill. Once in class, I fell ill on the desk, my head was like a heavy shot put, and I couldn't lift it. After class, I am not in the mood to play, so I can't open my bag. "ah! I didn't bring medicine! " I was scared. "I still have medicine, here you are!" I came over and said enthusiastically, I took the rest of the medicine, but it was much more comfortable than before. I am very grateful to him. Although I didn't cry, my heart was full of tears.

The warmth of friendship is everywhere. In the long river of life, I embarked on a warm journey that was reclaimed by my classmates.

Every time I see the smiles of these two students, I will think of their warmth and remember their warmth in the future.

Warm Journey Composition 6 Mom, this word makes people feel close and warm in their hearts. There is a warm current inside, which nourishes my young mind, accompanies me to grow up and educates me by example. However, there are scratches of love everywhere you walk.

Children nowadays have their own independent logical thinking. "Pay attention to independence" is just trying to get hard money from my parents to "be independent", which blinds my understanding of such "fashion".

This day, I asked my mother for some money, but she didn't say anything. I started my own "independent daily life" with money in my hand.

On the first day, I ate some pieces of bread as if I had eaten them. The next day, I ate a hamburger. That's it. More than a week has passed, and this day has hit me. I spent all my money on this day, but I love face. So when I went home, I pretended to be relaxed. Mother put down the towel and watched me walk into the room.

As soon as I entered the room, I also collapsed in bed. I have to sleep. First of all, there is nothing I can do. On the other hand, I can't forget hunger until I fall asleep soon. This is also a new day, a tragic day. Because it was summer, I didn't learn anything at noon, so I stayed at home. On a hot afternoon, I feel sleepy. It is looming, only to hear all kinds of noise in the kitchens of various restaurants.

When I woke up, there was a hot meal and a fifty-dollar Qvanxian Zhang on my desk. It turns out that my mother has been quietly applying for me behind me. I finished eating like a wild animal. I put fifty dollars in the bed in my mother's bedroom.

That night, the lights were on, and at the dinner table, the three of us were happy, laughing and intimate.

No matter how sad and chilling, smile. Never forget that you have the encouragement and application of your parents behind you. They are always a source of help and warmth.

A warm journey composition 7 I remember one morning in the fourth grade, and one thing made me both painful and warm.

It was a sunny afternoon, and several classmates and I were playing catch on the flag-raising platform. The flag-raising platform is a little high and made of hard slate. We usually jump up and down there, relaxed and very happy.

"come on! Coming! " The last week of our class told us that the arresting person had come. Other students danced lightly and jumped on the flag-raising platform, and I jumped up like my classmates. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in the knee of one leg. I lay on the flag platform and screamed, "Oh, it hurts!" "When I return to absolute being, I found myself hit by the corner of the flag platform. My leg hurts, and I feel like it's getting dark and the sun can't shine. At this time, the bell rang, and Zhou and others ran over and helped me off the flag-raising platform, and then Zhou helped me back to the classroom.

My leg hurts more and more. At this time, I vaguely saw a figure running over and holding my other hand and saying to Zhou, "Let's help Zhang back to the classroom together." I knew from the sound that he was our gold.

We walked slowly to the classroom, getting closer and closer to it. Looking back on the road we have traveled, this is my warm journey. Although my leg hurts, my heart is warm.

Friendship is warm, and it is friendship that has accompanied me through this difficult and painful road.

Warm journey composition 8 attractive pulp, juice overflow. A watermelon is put on a white plate. Mother is busy in the kitchen asking for the remaining watermelons. It is very hot in summer. I know she studies better for me. In spite of the heat, she went out to look for something that could relieve me of the heat.

Looking at the watermelon on the plate, I couldn't help but stop the pen in my hand and immediately picked up the watermelon on the plate and chewed it carefully. The familiar smell of "Wow, so sweet" reminds me of my childhood memories.

Every summer vacation, I always go to my grandmother's house to enjoy the cool. In summer, the "fierce" heat wave came straight at me. Sweat on my face hangs like a thousand rivers waterfall. My grandmother took a big watermelon and cut it in half at once. By this time, half of them are in my arms. I sat on a small bench facing the mountain. Grandma gently shook the cattail leaf fan to fan me. There is an old cat curled up and sleeping at my feet. Cicada sings loudly in my ear. I am immersed in the coolness.

I greedily dug the watermelon with a spoon, and the sweat on my face has slowly disappeared. When I was a child, I thought there were endless watermelons every day, and the cattail leaf fan beside me never stopped. This old cat woke up to play with me ... In the evening, the sunset dyed the whole sky red, and grandma asked me to go home for dinner. Reluctantly, I put away the small bench, holding half a watermelon with only the skin left, and walked home slowly ... I turned my head and took a look, leaving only a little girl sitting on the bench, holding the shadow of watermelon.

Tasting the watermelon in my hand and recalling the memories of my childhood, these childhood scenes gradually faded from my mind. I can't help feeling how time flies.

It suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't been to grandma's house for several years. Those childhood memories are only left: half a watermelon, my kind grandmother fanned me, and an old cat curled up in a ball. ...

Warm Journey Composition 9 In winter, the sun shines directly into the room, on the desk and on the yellowed Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Gorky said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Shakespeare said, "Books are the nourishment of the whole world." At all times, there are many sentences about books benefiting people. These days, I am fascinated by the book "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" and have been pestering my mother to buy it for me. After getting it, I read books day and night.

When I came home from school and finished my homework, I was immersed in the sea of books, unable to extricate myself, and even insensitive to the word "eat". Every time my mother comes in and calls me, I always say, "Wait till I finish reading this article." But my mother waited outside for five minutes, and I still didn't come out. I can't stand it. I broke into the house, held the book in my hand and said, "I'll give it back to you after dinner." I try my best to finish my meal as quickly as possible and gain more reading time for myself.

There is a golden house hidden in the book. Reading not only brought me a warm journey, but also gave me a solid Chinese foundation.

Once in a Chinese exam, the teacher came up with a topic of literary common sense in an ingenious way without making any preparations in advance. As a result, only three people did it, the other two were schoolmasters in the class, and the other one was me. This is the harvest of my reading! Mom said that in the future, only a small part of the senior high school entrance examination and college entrance examination will be the contents of books, and most of them will be extracurricular knowledge.

Without reading a lot, human beings will stay in this era and will not have new thinking. Books are man's best companions!

A warm journey composition 10 Throughout the history of ancient and modern times, perhaps everyone has a dream in his heart and wants to travel to every corner of the world. However, life is like a dream and travel is also a dream.

passenger

When you plan your life journey, you will find two more passengers around you. They will help you guide you, be your beacon when you are confused and let you rely on when you are tired. These two travelers are willing to bow their heads and teach you knowledge in a simple way. You have been to many scenic spots before you know that two passengers are called father and mother. The warm journey needs their company.

protective equipment

When you have been to many places and seen many scenery, you suddenly find the conductor sitting in the cockpit. You start talking to the train conductor, gradually admire his rich experience and knowledge, and begin to learn from him. During the one-day trip, you learned something you didn't know before. Over time, you grew up healthily under the warm care of the train conductor, who created the road to success for you. He told you that he was a teacher. The warm journey needs their guidance.

Other passengers

When you learn all kinds of skills and knowledge and visit colorful scenery, you find yourself feeling lonely. At this time, you will find a friend. Some people treat you with a smile, while others treat you with hypocrisy. At this time, you should be alert, find a like-minded person who regards you as a brother, discuss knowledge with him, watch the beautiful scenery with him and take risks with him. You will feel happy and your inner sadness will be fleeting. The warm journey needs their help.

In this vigorous journey of life, because of them, this trip is happy, moving and meaningful. Warm journey needs them.

Warm Journey Composition 1 1 Books are essential when I grow up. Gorky once said: Books are the ladder of human progress. In my eyes, a book is a cup of coffee, which needs to be savored; Books are a mineral deposit, waiting for people to dig; The book is a good friend, and it has always accompanied me in my growing journey. ...

My mother told me that when I was very young, I would lie in my mother's arms and listen to her stories. I was worried when Little Red Riding Hood was stared at by wolves. I was very excited when the hunter defeated the wolf. At that time, I understood a truth: evil does not suppress right. Only by trying to be a good person can we succeed in the end.

When I was in kindergarten, my mother bought me many picture books. Whenever I have time, she will accompany me to read them. I understand that You Zhu is lazy and stupid; Rabbits are smart; Cats are arrogant; Dogs are brave and loyal; The fox is very cunning; Panda is simple and honest; Tigers are awesome. ...

After I graduated from primary school, my room was full of books. The Little Doudou by the Window introduced me to the lively and optimistic little Doudou. This is the first book I read in primary school without pinyin. It's difficult for me to read it, and I need to keep looking it up in the dictionary. I read it for two months and finally finished it. My favorite book in the fourth grade was Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. This book introduces me to such brave characters as Harry Potter, hermione granger and Ron Weasley, and also shows me the positive roles of Voldemort (formerly known as Tom) and many death eaters (Voldemort's disciples). Moreover, once you plunge into the sea of books, you can't extricate yourself, and sometimes you will burst into tears.

In my warm life journey, books are a train that can't reach the end.

Warm Journey Composition 12 It was an exam.

An hour's exam time caught me off guard.

As time went by, the students all worked hard and raced against time to write the test paper.

Looking up at the clock, ah, I am relieved. There are still 35 minutes, but it's not too late.

But what I never expected was that my composition was too long and time was running out. If I finish it soon, it will suddenly show spots and flaws like a beautiful jade.

Countdown to ten minutes, I won't finish the composition until I see more than half of it. I am in a hurry, and there is more and more sweat on my forehead. I feel a little anxious to cry. I frowned and wrote a little faster.

There are five minutes before the exam is over.

The strength of my hand increased a little, and a tear unconsciously rolled down from my eyes and landed on the composition paper.

At this moment, the Chinese teacher came over, looked at my test paper and whispered, "Chen, write quickly." Don't worry about the exam time, keep writing, or do it for five minutes after class. Don't be distracted. "

I listened to my teacher and wrote harder. I finally finished my composition before class was over.

In the process of growing up, my teacher's selfless care and correct guidance when I was confused made me fresh in my memory. It is the teacher who made me who I am today and opened up a new road for my tomorrow. The teacher is like a lamp, illuminating my future, illuminating the road in my heart and giving me the warmest help.

Warm Journey Composition 13 Walking in the sea of books, I often forget what is hunger, what is cold and what is fatigue.

I grew up with a book. With the transformation of the ugly duckling, I also changed my appearance; Following Robinson's wandering footsteps, I opened a new door and explored the mystery of writing; After reading the story of truth, goodness and beauty, I realized the power of seeking truth and doing good.

With the changes of the times, books are slowly changing, from thread binding to binding, becoming e-books. And I read more and more books. I am no longer satisfied with fairy tales, from magazines to novels, from China literature to foreign masterpieces. ...

Year after year, I read more and more books, and I draw more and more spiritual wealth. Gradually, I got into the good habit of reading at least half a book every day. I read a lot after class, and some stories have been learned by heart.

Every time I am immersed in the sea of books, I can fly freely and feel particularly relaxed without being bound by teachers and parents. I will become a mulberry tree in the "grass house" in the future, delivering letters for white birds; After a while, she became the female wolf Zilan in Dream of the Wolf King, despairing of future generations; In a short time, I became the female jackal in Sad Mom, showing my mother's love for the four little wolves ... In my kingdom, I can do whatever I want, which can only be enjoyed by reading!

"Books are the ladder of human progress." Really, I've moved out all the books I've read, and it occupies more than half of the room like a hill. Looking at this hill of knowledge in front of me and recalling my own reading experience, I am glad that the days accompanied by books are my warmest journey.

Warm journey composition 14 mother, the word, makes people feel kind and warm. Bring a warm current, nourish my young mind, accompany me to grow up and educate my words and deeds. Wherever I go, I leave a mark of love.

Nowadays, children have their own independent thinking. "Pay attention to independence" is nothing more than the hard money given by parents to "be independent". I'm confused by this fashion.

This day, I asked my mother for some money, but she didn't say anything. With money in his hand, he started his own "independent life".

On the first day, I ate some pieces of bread as if I had eaten them. The next day, I ate a hamburger. In this way, more than a week later, the day ended. I spent all my money on this day, but I am very proud. So when I came home, I pretended to be relaxed. Mother put down the rag in her hand and watched me walk into the room.

I collapsed on the bed as soon as I entered the room. I can only sleep. First of all, there is nothing I can do. On the other hand, I must fall asleep quickly to forget my hunger. This is a new day, a sad day. Because it was summer vacation, I didn't learn anything in the afternoon, so I had to stay at home. On a hot afternoon, I feel sleepy. In the dim light, I only heard all the sounds of various kitchens.

When I woke up, there was a hot meal and a brand-new fifty yuan on the table. It turns out that my mother has been silently supporting me behind my back. I eat like a wild animal. I put fifty yuan back by my mother's bed.

That night, the lights were unusually bright, and at the dinner table, a family of three were talking and laughing happily, which was very warm.

No matter how sad and disappointed you are, keep smiling. Never forget that behind you are the encouragement and support of your parents, who are always the source of dependence and warmth.

Warm Journey Composition 15 Growth is a hot and cold journey, and there will be warm time in the process of growth.

One night, I was playing at my brother's house. It's past nine o'clock. I should go home. Mom said on the phone, "Dudu, let Mr. Yang take you downstairs." Reluctantly, I turned off the TV, walked to the door and began to wear shoes. Brother Yang came out of the room with a reluctant face. He put on his shoes slowly and looked unhurried, and I had reached the elevator. Toarey Yang's brother said that you can go out by yourself in the future. I was so angry that I almost jumped up and shouted, "You can't leave, I'm afraid!" " What if it gets dark at night and the wolf takes it away? "My brother said angrily," All right, all right! " I just smiled contentedly. When I got out of the elevator, I was in a good mood and didn't realize that Toarey Yang's brother had slipped away.

It took me a while to find out that Torre Young had left. When I started crying, people passing by looked at me with strange eyes. But no one will help me or ignore me at all. I am desperate. At this moment, an uncle came over and said to me gently, "What's the matter? Children. " I whispered, "I'm lost." Can I make a phone call? " ? Please. "Uncle took out his mobile phone, let me dial the phone. I dialed my mother's phone and told her with tears.

After the phone call, my uncle said, "Little friend, let me take you with me!" " "I have a glimmer of hope. At the door, I jumped on my mother. My mother thanked my uncle, and I smiled and said shyly, "Thank you, uncle! " "

Uncle smiled and walked away gradually. ...