Senior three composition

In daily study, work or life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. By writing, we can gather scattered thoughts together. So, how to write a composition? The following are five senior three compositions carefully arranged by me. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like them.

Senior Three Composition 1 Dear Yourself:

I haven't heard from you for a long time How are you doing?

Although we are inseparable every day, we seldom have a chance to have a frank communication calmly. I know you must be very busy now-the coming pressure of entering a higher school, parents quarreling all day, endless little differences with friends ... all these need you to face and solve one by one.

In fact, there is no need to walk so hard on the road of life, but you have long forgotten to hang a mirror on your chest at the right time to dispel the darkness under your feet with the light of understanding; Put a prism between your eyes, and don't let temporary clouds blind your eyes.

Hanging a mirror on your chest is not for self-appreciation, but for reflecting the light of tolerance to others' feet and illuminating the road under your feet.

Our history is too long, tactics are too deep, the art of war is too much, the black box is too big, the insider is too thick, the mouth is too greedy, the vision is too complicated, and the prediction is too dangerous, so we think too much about everything. You have to learn how to conceive, and you have to know how to be moderately stupid.

Don't care too much about the driver's change when taking a taxi. Looking at the sweaty face of the driver's master in the mirror on his chest. Other people's lives are not much easier than yours: don't be too concerned about the unintentional pushing of passengers when crowded with buses. Look at yourself in the mirror on your chest. Why didn't you step on someone's foot because of a sudden brake? Don't care too much about friends' unintentional offense. Look at the tired eyes of my friends in the mirror on my chest. Why haven't you been angry and hurt by burning the midnight oil last night?

Dear yourself, always look in the mirror on your chest and remind yourself: be sincere and tolerant.

Put a prism between your eyes, not to blind your eyes, but to disperse the clouds with colorful lights.

Wandering on the road between home and school at two o'clock and one line all day, have you noticed the first light of the morning cloud? Have you ever heard butterflies sing softly on the grass? Have you ever enjoyed the faint bloom of orchids on the windowsill? Have you ever felt the soft sound of a leaf falling to the ground in the moonlight breeze? This kind of scenery is not uncommon, but you are indifferent to numbness and forgetting. You always hide your eyes behind that thick concave lens, but forget to make a pair of prism lenses, and occasionally put on this pair of special glasses to discover the beauty around you that has not been noticed for a long time.

Dear yourself, remember to always put this pair of special prism lenses between your eyes to remind yourself that the world is beautiful and I am happy enough.

Hang a mirror on your chest and a prism between your eyes.

May you always be considerate of others with a tolerant heart and always have a pair of sensitive eyes to know this colorful life.

I wish all the best!

High school composition 2 is prosperous, and it is a cool autumn. There is less tension and excitement in my heart and less rhetoric in my mouth. Senior three, I walk towards you calmly and calmly.

If the college entrance examination is a dragon gate, then those of us who are senior three must be small carp eager to cross the dragon gate. We struggled to go up because of the great changes after crossing the Longmen. Standing under the Longmen, I greedily absorbed knowledge, accumulated strength, felt the happiness brought by knowledge, and felt that I was maturing.

The study of senior three is tense and busy, and a lot of knowledge may not be understood. Looking at my classmates around me, or thinking hard, and listening to the teacher talk about several key knowledge in a hurry, I suddenly understood that it was time to teach myself. Life in senior three is very busy, not only to study, but also to eat and sleep. Eating is in a hurry, and sleeping is in a hurry. Although busy, I have my own plans in my study and life, which should be regarded as a sign of maturity!

You should live and learn from your classmates under the same roof. When my classmates have questions that they can't ask me, I feel I must try my best to help them understand, so that I can feel at ease. I think it is a sense of responsibility that drives me to do this.

When I came home from school, I saw my parents' smiling faces and cooked meals, and a warm current secretly attacked my heart. I greet my parents with a smile, but my heart is crying silently. After a hard day's work, my parents not only cooked for me, but also welcomed me with a big smile, but maybe they also had a lot of troubles in their hearts! I was moved by my parents' hard work day and night for the first time, so I fixed my ambition in the crystal tears.

Perhaps the third year of high school is just a process of double transformation of one's studies and psychology, which pushes one's knowledge to a new height and at the same time makes one's psychology more mature. In the third year of high school, I just walked in. In the following time, it will record my tears, my smile and every step of my stumbling growth. I don't warmly welcome it, but I'm never afraid of it. I will only walk with my strong heart, down-to-earth and no regrets.

I'm waiting for the smile soaked in tears to bloom at the last minute.

Senior three composition 3 blue and white cans, medals, ancestral training, three family heirlooms, which is more valuable? This is a difficult question to choose because they have their own values. But if I have to choose one, I will choose the ancestral motto "Faithfulness is an eternal family heirloom, and poetry and books last forever".

The blue-and-white jar handed down by the Xiao Zhang family has a long history and is expensive, but it also carries the memories and feelings of several generations, which is of great significance to the Xiao Zhang family. Although I admit the value of Xiao Zhang's family heirloom, I still want to choose the ancestral training of Cheng Xiao family. Since its establishment, the ancestral motto of "faithfulness is handed down from generation to generation, and poetry and books are handed down from generation to generation" has carried the memories and emotions of several generations. More importantly, it also guides people to the direction of life, so that future generations can move towards a better life under their guidance.

Although the history of the medal handed down by Xiao Du's family is not as long as the blue-and-white jar and its commercial value is not as high as it, the influence brought by this medal is not material, but spiritual. They witnessed the new China created by the older generation of revolutionary martyrs with loyalty and blood in the last century, and also represented the recognition of the martyrs by the state. For Xiao Du, the medal not only entrusted his feelings for his grandfather, but also inspired him to follow in the footsteps of his predecessors and assume the responsibility of the country and the nation. However, between ancestral training and medals, I prefer ancestral training. On the one hand, our recent generations have basically never experienced war and are in a peaceful era. Calm and calm has made most people downplay their feelings for that period of history, while family precepts have always inspired future generations. On the other hand, medals often make future generations indulge in the glory of the past and lack enterprising spirit. Therefore, I think family precepts are more valuable. This is from the level of education.

Generations of people regard family training as their own code of conduct and their own standards of value, which are passed down from generation to generation. This has formed a family style. Family style is of positive significance to family and even society. It can not only create a harmonious family environment, but also enable individuals to adhere to their own principles when walking in society and do things that are beneficial to society rather than harmful. An "individual" like Qian Qian will contribute to a harmonious and beautiful society!

It is worth mentioning that family training needs to be revised and improved in a timely manner. As Heraclitus said, "Everything flows and nothing grows." Every ancestral motto inevitably has the limitations of the times when it is formulated, and some concepts that were correct and reasonable at that time will be controversial now. We need to properly modify and improve this kind of family precepts and give them new connotations, which will not violate the care of ancestors for future generations, but also practice family precepts more effectively.

Family style with family training as the core is particularly important for our society now, and it is a good medicine to solve many problems. Of course, this kind of good medicine needs the guidance of the government as a "drug introduction" to play its due role!

A cactus stands proudly in the boundless desert, and the green of life shows its beauty in the most barren place;

A polar bear, flying on the pale glacier, the leap of life shines in the coldest place

If life is still blank in your eyes, then who is the sunflower in front of the window? Who will the morning sun rise for tomorrow? Don't rush about on the road of life by watching "The Wild Goose flies away" and "The West Wind withered the green trees last night". Watching the apricot blossoms and spring rains in the south of the Yangtze River and watching the people flowing by bridges can add a bit of poetry to life and paint it with the most dazzling colors.

If I had two pieces of bread, I would trade one piece for a warm daffodil. In such a society, everyone can see flying birds and lush trees with their eyes open, but who can see their eyelashes? This eyelash always fills our hearts, but never finds poetry! Poetic life is a magical brush, which is touching and beautiful for our life.

"Look out of the window, dear, look at the last leaf on the wall. Don't you wonder why it doesn't float in the wind? Oh, honey, that's Berman's masterpiece-the last leaf that night, which he painted on the wall when it fell. " Ivy may not last forever, but our poems can be painted on the long axis of time. No one can forget the poetic life of old Berman. He regarded himself as an ivy leaf, leaving a pair of the most touching leaves of life in the world. We can clearly feel the green of his life. He not only brought a piece of green to his heart with a brush, but also put an end to his life with a piece of green representing immortality! We cannot control the length of life, but we can control the width of life! In our limited life, we should broaden our life with love. Beautify our life with poetry, and let life radiate strange brilliance!

Zhao Meng's wife, Guan Daosheng, brought back her husband's heart with the poetry of her life when she was facing her husband's love for the new and dislike for the old. She wrote a poem, you nong nong, evil feelings, feelings, hot as fire; Twist a piece of mud into a new one; Break us together and make peace with water; Twist the other you and shape the other me. I have you in the mud and you have me in the mud; I was born with you and died with you. The road of life is not smooth, what matters is how we deal with setbacks. When frustration knocks on the door, we should learn to beautify it with poetry. This way. Our life will be colorful and happy.

Take care of those poetic lives.

Young people who were accidentally painted led the wave of hair dyeing.

My little sister who accidentally patched a flower on her jeans made up for the loss of fancy jeans.

Our life is full of poetry, but we lack the eyes to find the beauty in it.

Colour life, turn poetry into wings, and paint the sky with beautiful colors;

Color life, poetry becomes a brush, and the most common brush can draw the most dazzling life!

Grandparents are illiterate, farmers and honest people. Grandpa/kloc-died 0/5 years ago at the age of 65. Grandpa doesn't even have a photo in his life. Yes, there is not even a portrait! Grandpa is famous for his honesty and strict courtesy to the outside world. Grandma is hardworking, simple and talkative. There is nothing she doesn't know about the big and small movements in and out of the village, and she will spread it everywhere. However, grandma is also a "celebrity" and has been in many media in the village! Grandma has an excellent reputation in the village.

Compared with grandma, grandpa is happy. Because grandpa finally ordered the card table (in the city), grandma stopped in the toilet (in the village)! !

There is nothing wrong with grandpa's health, and his physical fitness has always been very good. I was recruited to do labor many times, and my grandfather helped me dig the famous canal in hanbei river. When the farm is busy, I also start my own family and help my neighbors, and I don't want to get rich returns. Very honest. On the other hand, grandma has been suffering from asthma since childhood. It's a serious asthma-I can't get up when I cough in winter, and I often cough up blood. She couldn't even try to get up before the spring blossoms, and she was tortured all her life. Many years ago, she told her fate. Even so, she can live to be 80 years old. But grandma's departure can basically answer this sentence-grandma left unnaturally at the age of 78 this year.

In fact, neither grandparents can play cards. Moreover, grandma never played at the poker table, and grandpa didn't play with other old people until his later years. In fact, in the village, nine out of ten old people can play cards. Grandparents don't smoke or drink. Grandparents have no recreational activities and no other hobbies. I remember grandpa often fell asleep just watching TV, although he couldn't understand it or understand it; Grandma doesn't even watch TV. She often talks a lot in the village (chatting often) ... There are many "listeners" and she is not tired!

1997 One noon in summer, I just watched TV and was about to go to school. I just locked the door and walked out of the yard a few meters away. Suddenly, I found an old man opening the door for me in a panic. When I came back, he told me that something had happened to my grandfather.

Later, I learned that this old man is one of Grandpa's most important card friends. It is said that grandpa fell down with excitement after playing good cards ... then he was paralyzed, and then he was "raised" in the hospital for several days waiting for the children from afar to return ... This year is the second year that Grandpa took our three brothers in the city alone, if I remember correctly.

In the spring of 20xx, grandma's life ended in the toilet. I don't know if it was an accident, although opinions vary, but anyway, I think, for me, this is an accident! ! ! It is also expected! ! ! Grandma is the biggest victim in the family.

Grandma's life is too hard. I have raised six grandchildren, and I am the eldest. Besides, I have four younger brothers and a younger sister. Until about two years ago, grandma was too busy to take care of Brother Wu, but now Brother Wu is old enough to feed her back.

Grandma's health began to deteriorate sharply about four years ago-first, poor ears were neglected, and third brother was said to have given her a hearing aid and recovered; Then I can't see clearly. Every year when I go home, grandma can recognize me from a distance. I can't recognize it even at close range in recent years, and my ears are poor. You still don't recognize me when you look at it. Then there are hands and feet. I want to cry when I say it. How can a grandmother who has always been strong do this? The left hand is completely scrapped and the foot can't walk. It takes a few minutes to walk a few meters away! ! ! Even so, during the Spring Festival this year, before she heard that we were coming back to see her in the back room, she hurriedly put on a thin coat and walked from the back room to the front to see us and her great-granddaughter ... it was dozens of meters away! From this, I feel guilty every time I think about it! Very uncomfortable. . . . Grandma seems to have realized her last and most important wish after seeing Qing's son this time, so she died peacefully? !

Grandma had a big bubble on her back before she died (it is said that she quarreled with her grandfather when she was a child, but unfortunately she was hammered by him), and she thought it was a hunchback if she didn't talk from behind; Then there is a bubble on my lips. These two bubbles, one big and one small, have been pestering grandma for a lifetime like enemies.

Grandma is really dying in her later years. Grandma had stopped breathing and heartbeat when she was found in the toilet. Such a cold day! Such a big cesspit ... My brothers and sisters burst into tears when I thought of it. ...