The composition of senior one outside the window.

In study, work and life, everyone is familiar with composition. Composition is a verbal activity in which people express their feelings in written form. You always have no way to write a composition? The following is my composition "Out of the Window" for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Outside the window, the dense leaves obliquely weave the shadow of light, and the green branches render this quiet street.

The breeze brings the breath of autumn, gently stirs my hair and whispers in my ear.

Slightly raised his eyes, a beautiful and sad autumn picture came into view. The autumn wind has already eliminated the summer heat, and the green leaves are stained with a faint golden color.

A light rain came quietly to the world and washed away the dust on the road. Cats and dogs hide outside roadside shops, lie on soft blankets and sleep with the sound of rain.

The gloomy sky makes people a little breathless and spreads along the sky. Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry, and colorful umbrellas are dancing in the rain. Vehicles pass by from time to time, splashing waves and dotted the vamps and skirts of passers-by.

In the shops on the street, there are sad old love songs, and Xia Chan is also mourning its dying youth. All the hoarse chirping tore the clouds in the horizon, and the rain poured down, hitting the window glass tactfully and without losing strength, and infiltrating into the wooden floor through the screen window from time to time, as if lamenting the cicada's complaint.

It rained more heartily, and the accumulated water on the road was in tears before it could be remitted. The road is so empty that even cats and dogs can't stand the cold wind and rain and hide in the house.

The wind kept wandering among the trees, and the trees danced with the wind in disorder. Before Ye Er became old, it turned into spring mud. Dangui drifted in the wind and landed on the graceful girl Shunfa, leaving a gentle kiss between her necks.

The night intrudes inadvertently, and the day leaves with the rain. The wet ground beckons the trace of this autumn rain. Cold light with sadness shines on the dark night, and warm yellow light is dark at dawn.

People move cool chairs out of the store, lean back, greet people and chat with flying flowers and fallen leaves, which is quite comfortable.

The lights in the corridor of the residential area are colorful, appearing and disappearing, as if the stars in the sky are smiling warmly at the tired people.

The night also begins to sleep quietly, and only those who wake up in the middle of the night can capture its lazy moment. Woke up in the middle of the night, the town was already asleep, and even the street lamps had already left work. Only cicadas are still sleepless, indulging in their own music world. A cool breeze blew gently around the town, and I heard everyone's symmetrical breathing and rhythmic heartbeat.

The cicada song broke the silence in the morning, and the warm sunshine sprinkled on the eyebrows through the plain white gauze curtain, disturbing people's dreams.

When the curtains are opened, the beautiful scenery outside the window drives away all drowsiness: the refreshing morning breeze is afraid to hit the cheeks, the sun shines all over the earth through the leaves, and people are laughing and laughing in the street, adding a lot of life breath.

I'm a little refreshed, too. Why was it so sad yesterday and so charming today? It was the transformation and warmth after the hurricane and rain.

Those of us who bend our heads to study outside the window don't know how many windows we have left in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and ignore how many sudden changes in our self-knowledge.

In the past year, I should have stayed in the school classroom for the longest time, where there are students who work hard to brush the questions every day; Every day, teachers and class teachers keep telling me that gradually, I joined the "low-headed family". Mechanical shuttle in the classroom, canteen and dormitory every day. When the weather is cold, my head is buried in a scarf, and only my eyes are exposed to the cold wind. I thought my three years of life would be like a huge copier, printing out our lives with templates.

But I found that everything was just that I missed it.

In an afternoon math class, after the cold beating of winter rain in the morning, the warm winter sun poured down like jealousy, and the whole classroom was covered with golden brilliance. At that sudden moment, the whole person suddenly separated from the math problem, as if the soul had just opened its eyes from a deep sleep and turned out of the window: what a glance it was, which made me unconsciously shout: "Rainbow!" " Yes, a colorful ribbon crosses the school in a transparent and pure manner. Under the blue sky, its appearance seems to trigger the vitality of winter. A flock of birds flapping their wings in Phnom Penh landed comfortably on a big tree in the winter sun. Standing in the rainbow at the moment is an evergreen tree. It seems that life has other colors besides green. The students heard this exclamation and immediately exploded the pot. Han Jia couldn't help running to the window, her eyes shining with colorful light.

Yes, these wonderful things are right outside the transparent window. Maybe we always bow our heads. When we suddenly look up, you will find these touching things, and you will have a feeling that the school is really a magical place. In addition to academic troubles, there are so many things waiting for you to discover, and a group of friends to keep you warm ... Just thinking of this, the little prince (math teacher) is anxious:

The whole class laughed. It's warm to have such a window.

Now that I think about it, in fact, many of the glimpses outside the window are beautiful, but maybe we ignored them.

Have you ever seen the baby in your mother's arms through the window? Have you neglected the joy at the beginning of life and the gratitude for growth at this moment? Maybe this is the window, that is, the cold thawing?

Do you see pedestrians rushing through their windows? But perhaps outside this busy time, an old couple is pacing slowly in the afterglow of the sunset. Have you neglected the warmth in the chaotic world? ...

I don't know, standing by the gurgling river of time, did I ignore the sudden warmth outside the window of time?

Out of the window, senior one is writing 3 out of the window.

We look for our dreams in the past and the future. On the edge of time, we just want to hear the sound of flowers in our dreams.

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Time is engraved in the scar of the desk and disappears with chalk dust. Formulas that can never be wiped clean on the blackboard; Stacks of thick calculus paper; Those papers that we thought would never be finished were finally eliminated. ...

On the third day, the sky outside the window was covered with broken clouds, birds flew through the cracks, and the poplars on campus didn't know when they were green. It's just that none of us realize all this, because at this moment we are standing at the corner of the road of life, immersed in chasing dreams.

one

"Dark clouds are crushing the city". Just before the middle school entrance examination, we are dealing with the examination paper almost every day. The examination paper is like a dark cloud, which is heavy on our heads and suffocating. I scratched my head and racked my brains, but I just couldn't think of the answer to the question. What do we do? Suddenly, we looked up. A ray of sunshine slanted in carefully from the window, cut into warm yellow by the students' pens, and melted into exercises. At this moment, I found that the stressful life is not all depression, but it also has another kind of beauty. Why not cherish it?

two

The air in summer has never been so sticky, and the sky outside the window looks gloomy. I habitually pushed the glasses that have been 500 degrees. "Alas ... I can't see clearly again." The teacher painted the black blackboard as white as a painter. I estimate that at her present speed, the words on the blackboard won't stay long. When she was depressed, the deskmate handed me the book: "You copy it first." I smiled and said thank you, filled with gratitude.

It began to rain outside the window, but my heart was warm because of friendship.

three

"Take graduation photo!"

I don't know who said what, so everyone stopped writing and rushed out of the classroom happily. Three years have passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, the moment of parting is coming. I saw Xiao take out the mirror and set it up. Everyone smiled sweetly at his funny appearance. Bright as the sun. The picture is fixed at this moment, witnessing our unparalleled midsummer years.

Life always goes on; Dreams, not yet realized; We're still trying.

Sometimes looking at the deja vu sunset through the classroom window, I only feel a warm feeling in my heart, mixed with bitterness and disappointment, but it is beautiful after all, because there are too many beautiful memories in it. Isn't this a precious treasure of life and not worth cherishing?

Time, like a faint wind, blew through my ears, and unconsciously brought us to the front line of the senior high school entrance examination. In this war without smoke, I don't know how many heroes will lose. In the face of this war, I will go forward with a smile brighter than the sun and never give up.

Outside the window-the scenery here is unique.

Outside the window-it is still beautiful here.

Out of the window-the road is wider.

Outside the window-the dream is about to bloom.

It was raining outside the window, and through the curtains, I vaguely saw a mountain in the distance-a fairy on the mountain with a bright jade sword in her hand. Those big characters on the hilt are particularly obvious when he waves them. ...

Although my mother is not superstitious, in order to make me as smart as other children, she often teaches me at this time that there are gods on certain days, which can promote good and eliminate evil. Therefore, I am often afraid of thunderstorms and rainy days, always thinking about whether I have done something wrong, so as to lighten my mother's burden and do what my mother wants to do.

The rain is hazy, tears for you. I look at the distance and keep shaking. However, what should come will come, and a shining light pierced the silk. I fell on the bed and struggled hard, but I couldn't move. A strong wind blew down the house and it rained cats and dogs. Under the buoyancy of the water, my eyes rolled up-then I knew my body was broken. I was just about to groan when a big fish swallowed my vocal cords, and then somehow, my left eye actually saw the intestines of the fish. I didn't know my eyes until the fish spat ... until my right eye fell in again, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I woke up from my dream and stared at myself for a long time.

The cold weather stung my skin, and finally I woke up with a sneeze. What's the big deal about dreaming? Dreams are the opposite.

At noon the next day, dark clouds rolled in the sky. The wind was blowing hard ... everything was the same as in my dream, and suddenly a light appeared ... I don't know what happened, but I woke up in the hospital. Ask your parents, they just said flatly that you had a fever last night and said a lot of nonsense.

It's still raining, and my vision is blurred. Looking at the trees that are a bit like winding mountains, I was lost in thought. ...

In the morning, in order to occupy a place to hang clothes in the yard, Xiao Wang's wife washed the clothes early.

Xiao Wang was still sleeping at that time, and his wife was not idle. She went upstairs to do housework again. She mopped the floor clean and then began to clean the windows. Soon, Xiao Wang got up, washed his face, brushed his teeth, ate some rice in a hurry, and prepared to go downstairs to work with a cart. ...

Just as Xiao Wang went downstairs, his wife suddenly came up with phlegm and vomited in the room?

She couldn't bear to look at the polished floor. She hesitated, looked out of the window, saw no one, threw up, and then quickly retracted her head.

Xiao Wang was pushing his bike to go when he suddenly found a mass of white things on the seat. When he looked carefully, it turned out to be a mouthful of phlegm. Xiao Wang is an intellectual, very educated and not angry. Anger is against the precepts. So I grabbed a sock on the clothesline and wiped the sputum off the seat.

When he came back at noon, Xiao Wang said to his wife, "Today is really unlucky. Even the car can't pass me! " "The wife didn't care too much.

In the afternoon, the sun rubbed his eyes and prepared to hide in the clouds to have a good sleep. Xiao Wang's wife saw that the sun stopped drying, so she went downstairs to collect clothes.

I picked up my socks and suddenly felt something was wrong when I touched them. Why are socks greasy? A closer look reveals that there is a sticky substance on socks, which is phlegm!

Xiao Wang's wife suddenly got angry and opened her cherry mouth and swore. Although she has a small mouth, she scolds like a raging river: "Which one is blind?" Which one has no parents? Such a farmer, so incompetent, can't you see that these socks are clean ... "Xiao Wang, who is taking a bath, heard his wife's abuse.

Xiao Wang got dressed, went downstairs and pushed his wife's arm. He said softly, "Stop swearing, it's me. I don't know which wicked ghost spit in my car. "

Xiao Wang's wife looked up and found a shiny sticky thing on the windowsill.

Everything outside the window was seen by the retired teacher across the hall. She sighed, "Alas … people nowadays" … closed the doors and windows.

Outside the window, the city of 6 Z is now stormy. After years of application for national health city selection, the top management finally got the answer, and the inspection team will visit Z city next Tuesday. Mayor Z had mixed feelings after receiving this notice. The urgent task at this time is how to deal with the inspection of the inspection team.

Mayor Z is frowning and walking on the road to the city government. His head was thinking about the solution, but it was interrupted by a weak voice. Mayor Z raised his head angrily and threw his head aside, only to see a little beggar. At this time, it was winter, and the biting cold wind ran like a runaway wild horse between high-rise buildings and streets, slapping the bare trunk mercilessly. The little beggar is wearing a rag-like coat, and his messy dusty hair is like trampled weeds, which makes people flinch. Maybe it's just that his long hands are a little passable Because of his identity, Mayor Z had to show an official smile, give the little beggar some money and send him away. However, the appearance of the little beggar also made Mayor Z find a problem: there is a road with developed traffic in front of the municipal government, and beggars come to beg from time to time. If it is seen by the inspection team, it will be bad. Mayor Z quickly dialed the telephone of the secretary and gave the order. The secretary is a crafty person. He asked others to protect him. When he meets beggars, he will drive them to the fenced open space behind the municipal government building and let them out after the inspection team leaves. Let them out after mayor z leaves. Mayor Z nodded with satisfaction, which solved a problem.

But we haven't walked a few steps yet, and new troubles are coming. The city government was built early, and it has been several years, and it feels very old everywhere. Dark red tiles, cracked concrete floors, dusty walls and two rows of dry trunks in front of the door make people feel lifeless. This inspector came to see how to get through the customs. Mayor Z is as anxious as a cat on hot bricks. He is in a rash in front of the city government and doesn't know what to do.

In desperation, the mayor had to dial the telephone of the secretary again. In less than two days, the facade of the city government has completely changed. It turns out that the old tiles have become antique and full of scholarly atmosphere, the concrete floor has been repaired, the walls have turned white, and the two rows of green trees in front of the door are refreshing. Mayor Z was relieved and waited for the arrival of the inspection team.

On Tuesday, the inspection team arrived as scheduled, accompanied by Mayor Z, and arrived at the city government building. The players couldn't help nodding their heads when they saw such a magnificent scene in front of the door. Mayor Z was secretly happy when he saw him. It seems that he didn't work in vain before. Walking into the mayor's office on the first floor, the inspection team was full of praise for the sanitary environment in Z city. It seems that the selection of sanitary cities is certain.

While chatting happily, there was a knock at the door in the window behind the inspection team. The players opened the window, and besides, it was a dead place, piles of abandoned building materials and withered trunks, waving long hands. ...

The world outside the window is bright or cold. Just like optimists and pessimists, life is bound to have obstacles. In the face of these obstacles, optimism is crucial. Optimism is not only a state of mind, but also a powerful shield against obstacles.

Having an optimistic attitude will make the mood stable; Will be rational and stay awake; Will get the peace of life. There is a sharp contrast in the material. During World War II, two people were held in a small cell in a Nazi concentration camp. One person always looks sadly at the high walls and barbed wire outside the window, while the other person always looks at the sky and the harmonious and beautiful scenery outside the window. Half a year later, the former died of depression, but survived strongly. Pessimists always see danger in opportunities, do not think about the beauty of life, but sigh in the situation at that time, such as falling into a deep and dark bottomless pit, unable to see the light, unable to find an exit, emptiness, loneliness, who else to give me. It is equivalent to giving up your own life and giving up all hope. An optimistic person is like a clear spring in Ming Che. With this optimism, the mind is like being immersed in a clear spring, always moist. Optimists are good at finding happiness and beauty. It is beautiful to let a hundred flowers blossom and fish sing late; Lonely smoke in the desert and sunset in the long river are beautiful. Optimists in ancient times were detached from the struggle for fame and fortune, and were outside the infighting and fame and fortune of the imperial court. Modern optimists who know how to distinguish between obstacles and setbacks will also sit quietly by a small bridge and enjoy simplicity and tranquility. This is optimism.

For example, during Su Dongpo's exile, although he had troubles in his heart, he did not do nothing. Instead, he turned grief into creative motivation and gradually turned farming and cooking into a hobby. In the process of work, his mood became better, which also stimulated his unique creativity. It is such an optimistic attitude that "he is not idle when he is upset, but happy when he is busy", which makes him overcome obstacles and forge ahead bravely. We should do the same in life, always correct our mentality, don't worry about trivial things, and don't shrink back because of difficulties. What we have to do is to rely on our own efforts and actions to turn hardships into motivation. Whenever we encounter obstacles, we will hold our heads high and March forward, that is, to give ourselves a harvest. For positive people, the immediate obstacles are only temporary, and they have the belief to overcome all obstacles. Optimists can see opportunities in times of crisis, and Su Dongpo shows this positive attitude incisively and vividly. Now, his optimism still inspires us.

For a pessimist, nothing in the world suits him. But for optimists, even in cold weather, they can feel the sunshine.

An optimist is always young. I will firmly believe that tomorrow will be more exciting and let myself live happily every day. As long as we keep an optimistic attitude and dare to overcome obstacles, we can find the beautiful world outside the window.

Outside the window, the road of life entered the tunnel. Through the window, some people only focus on the endless darkness and exile themselves, while others see the late light behind them through the darkness.

Sticking to the frog in the well, sticking to the feudal Qing Dynasty, sticking to the present satisfaction, and even looking at the side of things are all opinions. Everything has two sides. We can't judge everything with one eye. When an event happens, we should not stick to the bad side, fail to see the good side or give up hope for the good side that comes late. If we have no hope, we will be killed by the bad before the good appears.

When people mention dust, they will subconsciously frown and avoid it. People see dust, and then the word that comes to mind is cleaning up. If you are only biased against dust, then you are also a person who sits on a well and watches the sky. Dust is closely related to our life. We can't live without dust. Because of dust, the sky is not only blue. Because of the reflection of dust, the sunlight becomes soft. Through the dust, we know that everything has two sides. If there is a good nature, there will be a bad one. We can see the good side, or hope to wait for the good side to appear and forgive it for being late. You must have known it would come.

Take two people in Nazi concentration camps as an example. They live in the same prison. There is a window in the prison. Every day, they take turns to look at the outside world through the window. One person looks out of the window and only looks inside. Another man looked out of the window seriously and hopefully. He believed that the bright side would come back and he forgave himself for being late. Sure enough, not long after. People who only have windows in their hearts die of depression. The hopeful man waited until he was rescued. In fact, this is what we look like when we encounter difficulties. The flight of life is like a tunnel, which brings darkness. The window is narrow and dark, making it impossible to breathe. It is the test brought by life, let the bad side come like a storm and hold your throat. Some people get out of the way of life and die in their own fear before choking. But some people, through the window, vaguely saw the light coming out of the tunnel mouth. I know in my heart that light will come sooner or later, so wait naturally, it has passed the bad test.

We can't just focus on the present, shallowness will make us easy to be satisfied without making progress, and we don't realize how humble we are compared with the world. Deep down, we can't just focus on the present, we can't just see the bad side without seeing the good side, and we have no hope for the good side. When you look out of the window, you will see hope.

I was born in 1998.

I remember that there were no mobile phones, electric bicycles and computers at home at that time, all of which were the results of the second industrial revolution. Even then, I didn't know what a "shrimp stick" was. At that time, there was only one kind of jelly called "Kissing", and "Xizhilang" was not born yet. I only trust the young foreigners endorsed by Anglenala, and I have never been exposed to any "wonderful love".

I was born with a serious illness. Mom said that fortune tellers call this "rushing", and my window is facing the door, rushing! I never believe in these things. I always think this is the best way to welcome doors and windows. They did this to welcome their little master!

Bigger, I walked along the sofa and boarded the window. Outside the window is the world I formed with infinite curiosity when I was a child. There are a lot of mounds outside, leaving nothing behind. I asked my mother what the mound was outside. She told me it was called a grave. When I was a child, I was so scared that I never boarded that window again.

When I was eight years old, I had a sister. Grandmother's family prefers boys to girls. From then on, family disputes began, and it was then that I really understood what cold-blooded and cruel were. Grandma always finds many reasons to come to my house every day, and even reaches out and hits her mother. The only thing I don't understand is that her mother never strikes back. I didn't realize until now that my mother loved my father too much and didn't want to embarrass him. I couldn't see my grandmother clearly, so I boarded the window again to see how she came to my house ... Every time I saw her delivering food to my uncle's cousin, I was very sad. Why can't I get grandma's care?

After that, I decided never to climb that window again. I was too young to try. The first time I saw fear, the second time I saw evil, and the third time I dared not try again.

Until I was seventeen, yes, I grew up. While cleaning the window for my mother, I saw the window, but I smiled. I am far away from cowardice and inferiority. I won't let my family be bullied in vain again, but I don't hate grandma, because I love my father and I don't want to embarrass him. The setting sun will usher in the morning sunrise, won't it? I want to do it myself, because I understand the difference between me and others.

The window is still the same old window, but I haven't left a footprint for seven years, because my world will not stand still. My mother has never decorated the house for me and my sister, nor has she moved the windows. That window was left seven years ago, but I am trying to open the window of the university. I know this is the hope of our family.

I want to leave the area outside the window to the saplings and add a heart green to the world.

Write 10 "Xiao Lin, your mother is here again."

Xiao Lin, who was burying his head in solving the problem, looked out of the window when he heard the sound. What caught his attention was a rural woman, hunched over and looking inside. Yes, I'm Xiaolin's mother.

Xiao Lin put down his pen and walked out of the classroom in three steps. Xiao Lin hugged his mother tightly. "Son, mom brought you something to eat. Remember to wear more clothes when it is cold. Go back and do your homework Mom is gone. " Kobayashi's wet eyes are just silent, silently watching her mother's distant back.

At this time, Xiao Lin's heart was like a needle, because he remembered what happened a year ago. ...

"Oh, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you not to come to see me? " Xiao Lin looked around like a thief for fear of being seen.

"Mom is not want to see you? Mom misses you very much at home. "

"Well, I have a lot of homework, so hurry home."

Say that finish, turned and walked straight to the classroom.

Xiao Lin walked into the classroom. A few seconds after passing the podium, he glanced down. He seemed to see countless eyeballs staring at himself. He couldn't help blushing and hurried back to his seat.

Xiao Lin, who sat back in his seat, cocked up his ears and searched. He wants to know if there are any remarks mocking him in the classroom. Then he heard this conversation.

"Oh, Xiao Lin's mother is so nice."

"Yes, if only my mother were outside the window."

"My mother hasn't come to see me for a long time."

……

Hearing this, Kobayashi's tears moistened; Yes, my mother loves me so much, but I'm afraid she'll embarrass me. Thinking of this, Xiao Lin suddenly stood up and looked out of the window. At this time, there was no mother outside the window.

On this day, Kobayashi called his mother: "Mom, I miss you. Come and see me at school! " ""good, good, good. " Mother's voice came from the other end of the phone, and it seemed to be mixed with a whimper.

Xiao Lin, sitting in the classroom, looks out of the window from time to time because he knows that his mother will appear out of the window soon, yes, soon. ...