Third grade composition

In our daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition. Composition is the transition from internal language to external language, that is, from compressed and concise language that we can understand to developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are eight junior high school compositions that I have carefully arranged. Welcome to read the collection.

Every time in cold winter, I always look forward to the arrival of spring, just for the warmth brought by warm days. In warm spring, I hope that summer will come later, just for fear of the scorching sun. In my opinion, society, like people, needs just the right temperature.

A few years ago, the city suddenly accelerated its pace of development, knocking on the east and digging on the west, and the sound of machinery was deafening. In the hospital, doctors have to pay "benefits" for an operation, and selling personal feelings and finding social relations abound. Are there any doctors who don't take kickbacks? Is there a fair and honest civil servant? How many people are busy playing mobile phones to brush Weibo when friends and relatives seldom get together? ! Although this city has been called a big city and ranks among the first-tier cities in China, its temperature is losing a little bit, leaving only loneliness and helplessness.

On the contrary, in the anti-Japanese demonstrations, some people gave up the reason for smashing Japanese goods stores, which is also a patriotic expression of excessive anger. These temperatures are not conducive to social harmony and beauty, and people don't want to feel them. There are always a few people who like to be too cold and too hot, and society needs just the right temperature just like people.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, the sight of migrant workers queuing to buy tickets in the cold wind always makes people feel deeply moved. However, in Ningbo, Zhejiang, there is a "grandma who sends porridge", but she is using the temperature of a bowl of porridge to warm the way home for ticket buyers.

Bowls and bowls of steaming white rice porridge were sent to the weather-beaten foreign guests. I think it will warm their bodies and hearts! The temperature of a bowl of porridge is negligible for people in a warm room, but for those shivering strangers, what is not the greatest warmth and the most suitable temperature? ! Sincere charity can send a warm temperature to everyone in this society.

Alimu, a vendor selling mutton kebabs, can also become a philanthropist, bringing warmth to countless poor students with his fiery heart. A string of mutton skewers, with the temperature given by the flame, is passed on to the buyers, and the profits earned, with the temperature of Alimu itself, are passed on to the students in need.

This kind of temperature transmission is the transmission of love between people. A string of mutton skewers, though ordinary, carries people's love. Perhaps the students who were helped didn't know the story behind the donation, but their gradually cooled hearts recovered a little temperature and spring returned to the earth. He used his actions to make more people pay attention to the vulnerable groups and make the society warmer.

In my opinion, the temperature of the mind should not be too cold or too hot, just warm my heart, and so should society.

Beautiful spring, full of vitality everywhere. The leaves germinated and the green grass began to germinate. Occasionally birds chirp, or see butterflies playing in the flowers. The sky is so blue and the clouds are so clean.

I really didn't want to do my homework, so I called some friends and ran to the river with buckets. Roll up your trouser legs, take off your shoes, take three steps and make two steps, and walk to the river.

The first step is to walk into the river, which is cool and comfortable. The stone at the bottom of the river hurts my feet a little, but it doesn't hinder my mood of catching crabs at all. Looking around, there is a small crab under the stone over there, motionless.

I stepped on the waves and walked towards it, bent down and reached for it, but I seemed to have expected to catch it. I have fled the scene sideways, and I have to withdraw my outstretched hand. Seeing that other friends have gained a lot, I can't help worrying and thinking, hurry up, hurry up. Unfortunately, things didn't work out, and the soles of my feet seemed to be oiled, and I slammed my ass. I just sat in the water and let the warm spring water flow by me, and I felt indescribable comfortable all over. The sunshine touched me warmly, as if to give me encouragement. Everything looks so bright and beautiful.

They looked at me for a long time and didn't get up. They thought I had fallen and hurried to help me. I can't help feeling a little guilty. I stood up hurriedly, indicating nothing. Looking at the empty bucket, I think I need to refuel. I can learn to be smart this time. With static braking. Lift your feet gently and slowly into the water, even your breathing becomes smaller. Pay attention to its every move and move forward carefully. This little guy thinks he has entered a safe area. Leaning against pebbles. I held my breath and suddenly put my hand over it.

I screamed before I could be happy, and it was in close contact with me. I threw it aside before I could react.

When I came to my senses, he was struggling on all fours. Enduring the pain in the palm of your hand, the duck just flew away and ran to it on the splash. The finger gripped its shell and put it in the bucket like a baby. This is my "first bucket of gold"! A warm wind blew and seemed happy for me.

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I woke up suddenly from my dream, and I dreamed again. That bright day two years ago, like a pearl in the sand, shone in my heart. Looking up at the window, it was day and night, half dark and half bright. The sun rises in the east, breaking through the chaos, making the dawn brighter, and the golden sunshine shines everywhere, indicating that a bright day is about to begin.

The corners of the mouth rose, revealing a comfortable smile. Look, my good times.

She lost her mother when she was a child and was picked up by her relatives. She has been living under the fence ever since.

She was born in this world on 1965. 18 later, she is a young girl in her prime.

Although she has no worries about food and clothing, she is sentimental. She often cries secretly all day and gasps slightly, becoming a sad and sickly body.

She, without the vitality of a girl of the same age, is as tender as water; After hundreds of years, she and her melancholy are so similar.

After she was born, a fortune teller said that her name was bad and Lin Daiyu was killed. Her parents were so scared that they soon gave her a lively name. No one can solve her fate, and the sadness of "Sister Lin" is deeply imprinted in her bones.

She is not only one of the most beautiful flowers in the Grand View Garden. The red chamber is the most beautiful, and she is the most beautiful in Baoyu's eyes. Her talent is infinite, and a song "Burying Flowers" is enough to make millions of talented people bow to their knees. Her talent, bound by sadness, has created a lofty and extraordinary "Lin Xiaoxiang".

She, a young girl, drifted to the north alone. After several ups and downs, she was finally attracted by the director and became the "Princess Xiaoxiang" in the 87th TV series A Dream of Red Mansions. With her own heart, she showed us a fairy grass in a dreamland and witnessed the birth of an "out-of-print sister Lin".

Because of her melancholy, sadness and emaciated body all day long, she finally finished her gratitude in Lacrimosa. Listening to the lively gongs and drums outside the window, her loneliness and pain could not be resolved. "burning the manuscript and breaking the infatuation" burned her youth and burned her hope. When there were few poems left, she complained that her soul had left and hated the sky. There was a bright purple beside the bed ... she left, really. If you are cold, you will feel sad. It's better not to be together at all than to disperse your sadness, which is more thorough. Yes, when she closes her eyes, it is also the end of the song, and there will be a moment of separation at the end.

She chose to become a monk 20 years after the broadcast of A Dream of Red Mansions. From the initial melancholy to the final insight into the world of mortals, it is all because of her "Daiyu complex". Since ancient times, beauty has been unlucky, and it is true that she fled into an empty net, but she was destined to die of illness, and the word "Chen" could not be changed in the book of the unlucky secretary.

Even though hundreds of years apart, the social background is very different. Sister Lin's misery and misfortune are doomed to be the same. Beauty and loneliness are doomed to be a dream of red mansions? God, it really played a big joke on us, but it made people want to stop.

Today's situation is really "no sad songs for me, flowers fall and people die." Sister Lin has gone with the wind at the end, but I still can't bear to put it down. If this is really a dream of red mansions, I would rather never wake up; If this tragedy is really to be commemorated by a "tearful beauty", I would rather bury the world.

Just, why did I see your beautiful image again? Lin Xiaoxiang, would you like to bury the flower soul in Leng Yue with me and shed tears on the screen window next to the autumn screen? Let me know your state of mind and your soul. But that's just the light and shadow of the dream of the Red Chamber at midnight. ...

My grandmother is 86 years old. She is neither deaf nor blind. She is in good health, eats well and sleeps well. She has the habit of going to bed early and getting up early. You can fall asleep when you lie down, but you can't wake up when it thunders. If mother forgot her key, she wouldn't wake up after midnight. Many people envy grandma having a baby's sleep. Grandma walks like a gust of wind. Mom and dad often take her out to travel. She runs faster than anyone, and we can't catch up with her if we want to help her. This year's grandmother's birthday, my mother took her to Beijing for a trip. Grandma visited the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace and the Bird's Nest with great interest. Grandma also climbed to the top of the Great Wall in Wan Li, and many foreign friends rushed to take photos with her. Grandma also got a hero certificate. Mom also sent articles and photos of grandparents going to the Great Wall to her blog and online. When grandma climbed the Great Wall, many people gave her thumbs up. A poet's uncle also wrote a poem to his grandmother: "Go straight to Badaling in one breath and not climb the Great Wall for 90 miles." First frost lost more than 10,000 guests and experienced two dynasties. The brick beacon tower of Qin ancient road is still on the mountain. By asking how many people there are in ancient and modern times, the old man immediately called him a hero. "

Grandma is short and slightly hunched. But grandma is very kind and kind to people. She is always happy and seldom angry. Grandma is very kind to others. When there are guests at home, she always takes out all the delicious food for them to eat. When guests leave, she always sends them away. Grandma followed her mother from her hometown to Dengfeng to Zhengzhou, and she had a very good relationship with her neighbors. Everyone likes her. My sister and I grew up, and my grandmother took care of us in every possible way, giving us whatever she wanted, even if it was unreasonable.

I grew up in grandma's arms when I was a child. Grandma's love for me has reached the point of doting. She took my sisters and me as favorites, fearing that they would be lost in her hand and melted in her mouth. Even if we do something wrong, grandma always protects me when my mother criticizes me. When my sister and I were watching TV secretly, grandma stood guard for us, and in a blink of an eye, grandma gave us the money my mother gave her. Mom is always a little worried that grandma has spoiled us.

Grandma is very hardworking. She always does this and that, as if she panics whenever she has time. 1 1 years ago, grandma sprained her foot, and her mother let her lie in bed and recuperate quietly. Grandma quietly went to work in the vegetable field and sneaked into the kitchen to roll noodles while her mother was not looking.

Grandma is healthy, optimistic and happy. I feel very happy to live with us. Grandma is the best grandma in the world. I love my grandma very much. I hope her foot will recover soon. I wish grandma good health, happiness as the East China Sea and longevity as the South Mountain.

In my childhood, the most unforgettable thing is the purse, which my mother put on me in the early morning of the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Grandma, what are you doing with this?"

"Bless you!"

I nodded in ignorance, only knowing that it can bless me! Therefore, every time I go out, I am willing to show it off and proudly tell every good friend that it can bless me!

My brother has a wallet, too, but it is different from mine. It's much bigger than mine. I don't understand.

"Grandma, why is he older than me?"

"Because ... he is younger than you, he will be more protected than you!"

It was this year that I realized the benefits of growing up, but after all, I was only 7 years old and even had to be dressed up by others. Mom just had a hard time that year. This time, my mother took me to the city to see my life with two dollars and eighty cents. In my memory, I remember an old man with a white beard, dressed in a black gown, with a solemn look and a lot of money in his hand, saying leisurely: Your mother is here to see her life! Is it a blessing or a curse?

"Look at life, look at life!" Mother said very carefully

"Then you can come in, so that children don't have to go in. Just take one of his things. " Then my mother took the wallet from my neck.

About ten minutes later, my mother came out happily.

"Come on, baby, take it well. This will bless you to go to college. "

I took it with me. Later, I learned that there was another character in it, which may be what I said. Every time, I take it out in surprise. Once, my mother saw it and scolded me angrily.

"Who told you to open it? Why hide it? Prodigal things. "

I haven't opened this wallet since. /kloc-I took it off my neck when I was 0/0 years old. What a dream! I got a serious illness that year and was admitted to the only hospital in the village. My mother sighs sadly all day, and my illness is getting worse and worse. One day, my mother learned that I had taken off my wallet. She immediately put it in my trouser pocket and said, "Baby, don't take it off." My mother's eyes are red.

On this day, I ran out of the hospital to find my mother, and when I got home, I found my house in a mess, with only 5 yuan. I quickly ran to the village shop and asked Uncle Jia:

"Where's Grandma?" I asked in a panic

"Your grandmother accompanied Taoist Wang in the east of the village?" When you hear this, it must be for me.

I ran to the east end of the village, feeling weak. I saw my mother kneeling on the ground, her head still wet, and everyone in the village made her vomit. I cried and rushed to hug my mother. Unexpectedly, my mother was not convinced by me, but said I was making trouble.

"What are you doing here, not being hospitalized and receiving treatment?"

"Grandma, why are you so insulted? Do you have to watch it in this life? "

"Son, this is not an insult, this is the only practice process, grandma! There is no way, only this way can save you! " Mother cried and said

I am in a hurry at this time. I stood up and asked the truth. I stood up and thought of the so-called "immortal"

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

"I am praying for you." I saw the wallet on the table.

"Pray for what to do with my wallet. It's not the Dragon Boat Festival now. "

"benefactor, you don't know that this purse contains the first symbol your mother asked you for, so you should use it to pray."

Only then did I realize how important this wallet was to me.

That year, my illness was cured with my mother's blessing, and I went to middle school. Before I left, my mother gave me my wallet again, saying that it would bless me to study hard and be healthy.

So, I took that wallet to middle school. Because of the limited economic conditions at home, I can't go home every month. My mother and I can only call me on the phone every time to ask if everything is all right. Gradually, I found that my mother coughed a little on the phone and it was very frequent. Finally, another year's Dragon Boat Festival arrived, and I went home to see my old mother.

"Grandma, why are you coughing?"

"It's the same old problem, never mind."

"children! Dragon Boat Festival, don't hurry back, mom will make you a purse! "

"Yes!" I answered.

On the morning of Dragon Boat Festival, I was awakened by a cough. I shed tears when I saw my mother sewing her purse.

"Grandma, stop sewing and lie down!"

"Oh, well, I'll sew it later." Mother lay down calmly.

"Grandma, you have a bad cough. Do you want to see a doctor! "

"wow! Just study hard for grandma, and don't worry about the rest. "

"wow! Look, I sewed it beautifully for you! "

"Good-looking!" I cried and said.

Mother gradually became silent. I know my mother has left and she still has her wallet. I couldn't help taking out my wallet from my schoolbag, putting it with my mother's, and then sending her away peacefully. ...

I was 18 years old that year. With the blessing of the purse, the senior high school entrance examination was admitted to the first place in the city. Since then, every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, I will come to my mother's grave and sew a big purse for her.

At this point, I love and hate this wallet.

In my dream, there is a most beautiful country on earth, and that is China. I once dreamed of painting the beauty in my heart with a gentle brush. Whenever I sit in the studio, it seems that I have inserted the wings of my dream, flew over time and space, and came to the country I yearn for. Looking around, there are blue sky and white clouds, trees are shaded, fish are swimming, migratory birds are clustered in wetlands, the town layout is reasonable, flowers are everywhere, the waves of wheat and rice are heavy, the water plants are abundant, and the cattle and sheep are fat. Is this beautiful scenery a dream or a reality? Can this dream come true? I meditated and remembered a dream shared by Americans and China people-walking with the United States, and suddenly realized, yes, if we walk with the United States all the time, then the beautiful Chinese dream we have built will definitely become a reality.

Walking with beauty means putting beautiful dreams in daily life, practicing and influencing with a beautiful heart. You see, in our studio, each of us can use actions to realize our beautiful dreams.

Save every piece of paper and make the earth more alive.

In the studio, I believe everyone can't live without paper, and many students' draft papers are going to pile up into hills! Do you know that China consumes 20 trees and 65,438+000 cubic meters of water to produce 65,438+0 tons of paper? If everyone wastes a piece of paper every day, the whole country will waste about 2,700 tons of paper and 270,000 tons of water, and 54,000 trees will go up in smoke. Therefore, saving paper is conducive to saving energy and protecting trees, reducing greenhouse gas emissions and protecting our ecological environment. When we draw, try not to tear the paper at will. When you are angry about the failure of the painting, please don't take it out on the drawing paper. We practice sketching, sketching and coloring every day. If paper is wasted every day, this evil will lead to the consumption of forests. Save a piece of paper and protect a forest! Emerson once said, "frugality is an inexhaustible virtue in your life." If we save paper, the forest will be denser, the earth will be greener and our dreams will be closer to reality!

Save every kilowatt hour and make energy more useful.

Our studio often uses electric lights and air conditioners! And many teaching equipments are in standby state at any time! The power consumption of electrical equipment in standby state is generally about 10% of its starting power. The standby energy consumption of TV, air conditioner, stereo, computer, microwave oven, water dispenser and electric water heater at home adds up, which is equivalent to turning on a 30-50 watt ever-burning lamp. According to this calculation, the energy consumed by an average family in a year is close to that of 60 yuan, so how much electricity will be wasted by the whole city? What about the whole province? Even the whole country? On the contrary, start from me, prohibit unnecessary waste, save electricity and benefit millions of people. If you are the last one to leave the studio, then we have an obligation to turn off the lights, air conditioning and teaching equipment. We can save a little energy every day. In 365 days, accompanying our studio will save a lot of energy to realize its more considerable value.

Sorting a bag of garbage makes the environment more comfortable.

We spend our youth wantonly, we study and create happily, and we can't help leaving a lot of rubbish that conflicts with beauty. If, by accident, the dirty water from the washer flows through the classroom; If the failed painting becomes waste paper, the packaging bags of various painting tools are randomly mixed together; If you forget to eat and sleep, the moldy bread left by painting is still in the corner of the classroom ... fortunately, we have no "ifs", we only have obligations. As we all know, each of us is a producer and a victim of garbage, but we should be a manager of garbage pollution, and each of us can overcome garbage pollution through garbage classification. A bag of garbage, if not classified, will waste resources or be "remembered for thousands of years"; On the contrary, sorting, cleaning and recycling will make it a resource again. As long as we lift a finger, we can create a society without garbage and a society with recycling resources. Classify a bag of garbage and create a legend of regeneration.

Here, we paint the picture together; Here, we are fortunate to travel with the United States; Here, we "start with me", and we will surely see that with everyone's efforts, China will be even better.

"There is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream", which makes us feel quiet; "The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen", which makes us feel magnificent; "Rocky rocks go through the air, stormy waves beat on the shore", let us listen to the noise; "We look at the green trees around your village and the pale blue in remote mountainous areas", which makes us close to leisure; "After ten miles in the spring breeze, the wheat is green", which makes us appreciate this abundance. ...

Ah ... what a beautiful group of Chinese paintings! I want to draw my dream and tomorrow's pride with my painting as soon as possible. In this day of traveling with America, I dreamed happily. I think: the dawn of my dream has come true. ...

In life, we should believe in ourselves and strive for our ideals. In the process of struggle, if you want to win, you have to believe in your own strength.

Before the exam this month, I often encourage myself, don't be afraid, it's just an exam! Think of it as an ordinary exercise, strengthen review and take it seriously when the exam comes. Although I say this to myself several times every day, my heart still can't calm down. The time in September is getting shorter and shorter, and the exam in 10 is approaching.

The night before the exam, my father and I went out for a walk to relax. We came to the community gymnasium and saw two teams playing basketball. The members of the white team surpassed the red team by 20 points by physical strength. I think: the red team is doomed to lose. I glanced at the coach of the red team, and I was simply frightened by his momentum. The coach took his time and smiled. Let me go over and ask him. Aren't you in a hurry? Your players have already lost several points! If you don't take countermeasures, you will be beaten out of the water.

The coach said calmly, no, I believe in my players and I believe in myself. We never lose heart in the face of failure, and the final victory must belong to us!

I think he said this just to comfort himself and not to make himself too sad. Curiosity drove me to continue reading.

In the last five minutes, the coach of the red team made a gesture, and the members of the red team chased the members of the white team with the spirit of daring to fight.

At this time, a miracle happened. The score of the red team not only caught up with the white team, but also exceeded it! What made them win? It is 90% confidence and 1% talent.

Some people say that traveling is from a place where you are tired of living to a place where others are tired of living. I think it's just a misunderstanding caused by different moods.

Mount Luoji, which is more than 4000 meters above sea level, has neither the prosperity of the city nor the enthusiasm of the countryside, but the breeze blows.

Silent peaks are only accompanied by clouds. Stroll along the deserted path. The cold wind quickly got into the sleeve and I couldn't help shuddering.

In the silence, the sound of water was enchanting, and I saw the words "Black Dragon Pool" engraved on the wooden sign. The pool is as black as ink, as terrible as an abyss, but admirable. At one end of the water, rocks stand tall and the sound of water is enchanting; At the other end of the water, it is deep and quiet, and there is a pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Walking along the wooden corridor, you can see the glacier rubble in the distance, which is covered with scores of years. There is a plaque on the pavilion, which reads: Lake Pavilion. Although this pavilion is not as good as the one in the middle of the West Lake, it is a little more quiet and leisurely. The smell of mountains strolls on the tip of the nose, which is the fragrance of grass and the lonely beauty of the pool.

Looking vertically, there is only a rotten piece of wood in the pool. Looking vertically, there are no fish and fine stones in the pool except darkness. This is good, and then there is a silence.

Sitting in the pavilion, I saw mountains in the distance, and cuckoos were singing from time to time.

Looking closely at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, brown wood supports the pavilion, and the notches on the pillars of the pavilion, like sentences left by poets, have long been covered up by years. The creaking wooden board seems to be corroded by the years, leaving only the changes of the times.

I really hope that we can put aside the busyness and inaction of the city and stay between the mountains and rivers instead of traveling for the sake of traveling. People are too eager to reach the top of the mountain and rush down, instead of enriching our trip with leisure and tranquility. Travel is the soul's search for strength and vitality in the distance. Some people think that traveling is very tiring, but the real travel is to gain vitality, even if the body is very tired, it will comfort our hearts. I really hope that I won't go to the lake pavilion alone in the future.