[Excellent Composition] My most precious book

Composition 1: [Excellent Composition] My most precious book 700 words Students, I believe that you will all have your own cherished items! My favorite item must be very common in everyone's eyes. Why? Because my most cherished item is a book-a password book with pink flowers on the cover. You must think: a book? What's the big deal! If you think so, it's all wet, because my password book has a long history. Listen to me if you want to know. Take your time!

This story happened a month ago. Our class won the team award. Teacher Jia from our school is going to give us an award. Where are the prizes? As you already know, it's a password book. I was startled when the prizes were given out. The book in my hand is actually pure black. When I looked at my deskmate Wang Xiaoli, I was shocked. The password book in her hand is actually printed with pink flowers. I really want to cry. Why is her book so beautiful and mine so ugly? It's really one day at a time. Alas!

I thought to myself: Wang Xiaoli, why can you get such a beautiful book, and I can only get such a book, huh! I'm going to change this book after class. You can stay there for a while.

I, Yang Qilin, keep my word. As soon as the bell rang, I pretended to go to Wang Xiaoli and said, "Wang Xiaoli, let's go and play with Jin Xiaolin!" "good! Ok! " ? Wang Xiaoli said happily and defenseless.

Shortly after we started playing games, I said to Wang Xiaoli, "Xiao Li, I have a stomachache. I'm going to have a rest in the classroom. " Li Xiaoyu nodded casually, and at the same time had a new round of competition with her partners. I sneaked back to the classroom, crept out Wang Xiaoli's notebook, took out a pen in a hurry and wrote down my name seriously, pretending as if nothing had happened, and happily ran out to play with them.

"Ding" rang after school, but my heart was heavy, because I saw the looming tears in Wang Xiaoli's eyes, which made me regret it very much.

When I got home, I put this book in the most conspicuous place on my desk and wrote on the cover: Honesty is the most precious thing for people. Since then, I have never made a similar mistake.

Composition 2: "My most precious gift" 800 words My most precious gift

Time flies, since the childhood, I have received countless gifts and piled up like a mountain. There is only one thing that brings me endless feelings and becomes my eternal harvest.

Every Chinese New Year holiday, there are always blessings and condolences from relatives and friends. Often at that moment, my father always likes to buy some postcards and send them to distant relatives with blessings. As I grew older, this job was delivered to me bit by bit. If the other person is an elder, I will write down words of blessing such as "good health and all the best" or "happiness as the East China Sea and longevity as the South Mountain". The more you write, the easier it will be, and the more you write, the longer you get every year.

Relatives' responses are similar. A thank-you phone call or a return card gave me a great sense of accomplishment.

One year on New Year's Day, I sent a postcard to my grandmother. As I expected, I received a gift card from my grandmother. When I opened it, there were four vigorous characters written on the white paper as white as snow: contentment is always a pleasure. I shivered subconsciously, unknown so. After thinking for a moment, I felt that I had written too little and didn't give a comprehensive blessing. So, in the Spring Festival that year, I specially wrote a long card to my grandmother. After writing, I was secretly proud, thinking that grandma should be very satisfied with this nearly 200-word greeting.

Three days later, grandma's reply lay quietly on my desk. I ran cheerfully to open it. The word "content" is still like a towering mountain lying on the card. I was surprised beyond measure.

I finally dialed my grandmother's phone patiently and anxiously. Grandma told me the meaning of those four words in her usual kind voice. "Children, grandma, I live to this age and have a peaceful and rich old age. I'm satisfied, thank god. How can we expect "a long life and all the best"? People should learn to be content. "

Hang up the phone, my mind is full of the phrase "one should learn to be content", and I can hardly hold anything. I began to understand, "contentment is always a pleasure." These four words are a gift from my grandmother.

A person's life seems to be made up of handfuls of locks. We have the desire to open all the locks, but we can't predict whether it is a blessing or a curse, a joy or a sadness. Grandma's gift is like a key to unlock my heart. Learning to be satisfied is my most precious gift. I am convinced that it will accompany me to open the lock of life and bring me more happiness and gains.

Composition 3: "My most precious book" 600-word student, I believe you will have your own treasure! My favorite thing, in my eyes, must be the commonality of everyone. Why? Because my most precious thing is a book-a codebook with pink flowers on the cover. You must think: a book? What is a big deal! If you think so, it is wrong, because I am the source code of this code, but the origin is not small, if you want to know, then listen to me slowly!

A month before this story happened, our class won the group prize, and our school teacher Jia gave us prizes, prizes! We naturally know that this is a code. When the prize came down, I suddenly became stupid. The book in my hand is actually pure black. I went to have a look next to Wang Xiaoli at my deskmate. I suddenly disappeared from the horizon. Pink flowers are printed on the password book in her hand. I really want to cry. Why is her book so beautiful and mine so ugly? It's really a paradise, a paradise. Ah!

I thought to myself: Wang Xiaoli, how can you have such a beautiful book? I can only get this book, hum! I must change this book in class and let you stay in Yue Se for a while.

I'm Yang Qilin, but I said I would do it. When * * * sounded, I bypassed wang xiaoli like a fake and pretended to say: wang xiaoli, let's go to Jin Xiaolin to play! All right! Wang Xiaoli said helplessly, not ready.

We started playing games soon. I told Wang Xiaoli and Shirley that I had a stomachache, so I had an early rest in the classroom. Xiao Li nodded casually. At the same time, my partner and a new round of competition, I sneaked back to the classroom, kicked Wang Xiaoli's book open, quickly took out a pen and carefully wrote down my name, pretending to have nothing to do, and happily played with them after reading it.

Tinker bell school rang with the sound of school, but I felt heavy, because I saw the faint tears in Wang Xiaoli's eyes, which made me sad.

After returning home, I put this book in the most conspicuous place on my desk and wrote on the cover: Honesty, the most valuable thing. Since then, I haven't made the same mistake.

Composition 4: "My most cherished toy" 800 words My most cherished toy

Xinhua primary school Liusiban Zhangjiawei

Today, the teacher assigned the composition "My Most Precious Toy" and wrote about toys that grew up playing. Write what? I looked at the bear in the corner.

This is my toy since childhood! Now it looks terrible, the nose has disappeared without a trace, and the ears are gone. It should be a disabled bear, and this disabled bear has been with me for six years, six years! Is my friend, my partner,

I am in the same boat with it, but why did it become a disabled bear and why did I ignore it?

I've been carrying it since I was a child. It was sewn by my grandmother, with chocolate fur, and two big buttons are its clever little eyes ... When I eat, I feed it to him with a spoon and put food in his mouth. When I sleep, I tell it stories; When playing,

Once, I carried a bear across the road, and the bear was blown away by the wind.

I ran over and an electric car knocked me down at once. I was taken to the hospital and scolded by my mother, but I was happy at once when I saw the clever eyes of the bear. For the bear's sake, this little injury is nothing. Another time, while watching TV, dad accidentally sat on bear's lap. I was so distressed that I quickly asked my dad to get out of the way. I bandaged it, put some medicine on it, and once again.

I can recall the past in my mind. These are the bright pearls in my life! However, I grew up with this little bear. I once said in front of my family that this little bear is the most precious toy in my life! I will cherish it forever, but now it is like an old woman curled up in the corner, and her smart eyes become dull. Is it old? Or because of other reasons? Neither, because I abandoned it. Where did I start? I abandoned it. Am I tired of playing? Is it not moving? I hate it? No, I had a big fight with it ... I call it, .................................................................................................., right! It must be! Yes, I enjoy it.

Can't go wrong!

It was in the fifth grade when my father said to me, "Wei Jia, throw that bear away!" " A boy plays with a bear. That's a joke! "I didn't agree at first, but under the ridicule of my classmates, I felt that the bear was going to be thrown away and was always laughed at. How is that possible? Since then, my relationship with Bear has become more and more weak, and I even take it out on him from time to time. ...

I picked up the bear and burst into tears. This is not a toy, but a souvenir of my childhood! Time flies, and I will lose my childhood in an instant. I changed from a baby to a little boy. This bear grew up with me! How can I abandon the bear?

After a long time, I opened my composition book. I want to write: My favorite teddy bear.

Composition 5: "My most cherished happiness" 900 words childhood, like an endless golden ocean, every drop of spray is particularly beautiful; Childhood, like a quiet night sky, every star is extremely bright; Childhood, like a vast grassland, every inch of land is full of color; Childhood, like a magical music box, constantly spreads the most beautiful and beautiful music belonging to childhood; Childhood, like a beautiful photo album, records the happiest time in my life.

Childhood, golden time, because of my childhood, my life will be as colorful as a rainbow.

Petals-colorful childhood, fragrant childhood.

When I was a child, my childhood was like a flower. I like the appearance and fragrance of flowers. So, I collect petals crazily.

I like all the petals. Especially after the drizzle, the rain wrapped in petals is easily mistaken for "manna". Suddenly, a fragrant and mellow flower fragrance blew into my heart with the refreshing breeze. Then, a keen sense of smell will feel the rich floral fragrance gradually diffuse and flow all over the body.

The petals of Chinese rose flowers are one of my regular collections. The flower veins on it are clear and countable. After careful selection, I picked a petal and put it in that heavy dictionary, which has its own fragrance.

I like the petals of chrysanthemums. Slightly curly petals are like girls' slightly curly blonde hair. Moreover, chrysanthemum has the noble quality of not being afraid of cold and frost. Lotus petals are delicate and elegant, and also have the characteristics of "out of the mud without dyeing, clear without demon" Feeling. The petals of plum blossoms are delicate and delicate, like exquisite handicrafts. It also has the spirit of blooming proudly in the snow! Aren't these all things I should learn?

Ah! Childhood has flowers, childhood is like flowers!

Music tape-beautiful childhood, happy childhood.

There are many of my most treasured music tapes in my treasure chest.

From "a flock of ducks passing by on the bridge in front of the door" to "only mother is good in the world"; From ABCDEFG to Let's Paddle; From "My future is not a dream, I take every minute seriously" to "The red star shines to explore the road" ...

These are the testimony of my growing up from childishness. Slowly, I met Beethoven's music.

Beethoven's Pastoral Symphony gives me a quiet, melodious and pure beauty that belongs only to the countryside, like a clear spring flowing into my heart; His Moonlight Music gives me a kind of beautiful enjoyment, beautiful and natural, pure and ethereal, washing my mind like a clean stream. Beethoven is my mentor to purify my mind.

After a while, I fell in love with the Blue Danube, which was magnificent and passionate. "Little Swan" is naive and lively, playful and interesting; "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" makes me feel desolate and sad as never before.

I grew up under the influence of music, and my mind was constantly being purified. Love music, it is like a screen that filters out distractions in your heart, but leaves happiness in your mind. With it, the symbol of my childhood will always be the purest smiling face!

Ah! Beautiful childhood, beautiful childhood!

Childhood, my most cherished happiness!

Lu, Grade One, Yishui No.1 Middle School, Linyi City, Shandong Province.

Composition 6: "My most cherished notebook" 700 words Students, I believe you will all have your own cherished items! My favorite item must be very common in everyone's eyes. Why? Because my most cherished item is a book-a password book with pink flowers on the cover. You must think: a book? What's the big deal! If you think so, it's all wet, because my password book has a long history. Listen to me if you want to know. Take your time!

This story happened a month ago. Our class won the team award. Teacher Jia from our school is going to give us an award. Where are the prizes? As you already know, it's a password book. I was startled when the prizes were given out. The book in my hand is actually pure black. When I looked at my deskmate Wang Xiaoli, I was shocked. The password book in her hand is actually printed with pink flowers. I really want to cry. Why is her book so beautiful and mine so ugly? It's really one day at a time. Alas!

I thought to myself: Wang Xiaoli, why can you get such a beautiful book, and I can only get such a book, huh! I'm going to change this book after class. You can stay there for a while.

I, Yang Qilin, keep my word. As soon as the bell rang, I pretended to go to Wang Xiaoli and said, "Wang Xiaoli, let's go and play with Jin Xiaolin!" "good! Ok! " Wang Xiaoli said happily and defenseless.

Shortly after we started playing games, I said to Wang Xiaoli, "Xiao Li, I have a stomachache. I'm going to have a rest in the classroom. " Li Xiaoyu nodded casually, and at the same time had a new round of competition with her partners. I sneaked back to the classroom, crept out Wang Xiaoli's notebook, took out a pen in a hurry and wrote down my name seriously, pretending as if nothing had happened, and happily ran out to play with them.

"Ding" rang after school, but my heart was heavy, because I saw the looming tears in Wang Xiaoli's eyes, which made me regret it very much.

When I got home, I put this book in the most conspicuous place on my desk and wrote on the cover: Honesty is the most precious thing for people. Since then, I have never made a similar mistake.

Composition 7: The word "My Most Precious Baby" 1000 reminds me of meeting, knowing each other and falling in love. It seems that everything in life is related to you. What you see, think, do and read is the whole of life. I used to think that I could grow old together, even if I broke up, I was preoccupied and vigorous, but in the end, I just turned around and left silently. Maybe you should get drunk. You must know the pain that can't be relieved, but it won't make you frown and lose sleep. The farthest distance between two hearts is two oceans, and the surging waves will push them farther and farther. I don't know why the change of feelings, like the weather, comes and goes without a trace, changes with the wind and becomes without a trace. After all, the beauty that happened only stays in the bottom of my heart. I only hope you have another strong shoulder to lean on when you cry, because I remember that you never cry easily when you are strong; I only hope that when you sing aloud, there is already another hand clapping and cheering for you, because I know that you seem proud but always secretly feel inferior to your sense of music; I only hope that when you think of me occasionally in your busy life, you will only think of the little happiness I brought you. As the days go by, time will change everything. I will have my wife, too. Maybe I will tell her about your past. Please forgive me. At that time, you in my mouth would not be as beautiful, as excellent and as fond of me as she was, because at that time, she would be my most cherished treasure, just like you.

Prose concept

Prose refers to a literary and artistic genre with writing as its creation and aesthetic object, and it is a genre form in literature.

Since the Six Dynasties, in order to distinguish it from verse and parallel prose, prose is generally called prose. With the evolution of literary concepts and the development of literary genres, the concept of prose is constantly changing. In some historical periods, lyrical and memorable literary works such as novels are collectively called prose, which is different from poetry that emphasizes rhythm. Modern prose refers to other literary works except novels, poems, plays and other literary genres. (next88) itself can be divided into prose, essay and essay according to its different contents and forms. Prose is scattered in form but not in spirit, and there is a clear theme running through the whole text.

Prose features

Short and pithy, lively and interesting. Its history can be traced back to Oracle Bone Inscriptions, and it is a literary genre alongside poetry, drama and novel. Including political essays, historical essays, biographies, travel notes, letters, diaries, essays, sketches, tables, prefaces and other essays. It is a model of language, art and literature with high aesthetic value. In the long-term spread process, it has watered the literary gardens of all ages, watered the literati of all previous dynasties, and still benefits people today.

Prose is a literary genre that combines beauty with beauty. Literature expresses life and conveys thoughts and feelings. Generally speaking, novels, poems and plays have strict requirements in terms of structure, meter, tailoring and dialogue. Prose, by contrast, can be free. It seems that I just express my experiences and feelings casually, and most of them show fragmentary fragments of life. The language is poetic and beautiful.

Prose is mainly divided into narrative prose, lyric prose, philosophical prose and argumentative prose.

Composition 8: "My most precious gift" is 400 words. I once heard a story about a person who worked hard in the unit for most of his life. People think that he has strong ability, good character and excellent work. But he thinks: I am cherishing the gift. He once said that "work is the most precious gift given to me by enterprises".

This story touched me a lot, and I sincerely admire his point of view. In fact, if you think about it carefully, no matter how much we have achieved since the day we joined the work, we have achieved it on the basis of this gift. Think about it, if you do nothing all day, what a terrible thing! Only by working can life be full of vitality and enrichment. If we lose the greatest gift God has given us, of course, we will have nothing.

Work is of great value and significance to everyone. Our enterprise gives us the opportunity to integrate into society; Gave us a platform to show ourselves; Gave us all kinds of benefits, let us enjoy life; Give us an environment, let's establish friendship.

When I regard work as a precious gift, my enthusiasm for work arises spontaneously. I work happily and do things with a smile every day. I hope this flame-like enthusiasm can be passed on all the time, and I hope my colleagues around me can be infected by it. My wish is to run my ordinary little life with the income from my work, and the only thing I can repay this good wish is to do my best to do my job well. It's fun to think about it.

My gift, I will cherish it forever!

Composition 9: My most precious gift (2 100 words) is full of a year's harvest and joy. Christmas and new year are coming one after another, which also means that the season of receiving gifts is coming again. It may be Zhang Fu's New Year greeting card, or it may be something you thought about for a long time but didn't buy ... whatever it is, it is full of the giver's heart and love.

Stars, what is the most touching and unforgettable gift you have ever received? In this issue, I will share it with you.

Yan Mo leaning on:

Naturally, it's a book of students with glutinous rice balls sauce! When Mariko and her classmates exchanged gifts during the Spring Festival the year before last, she mysteriously took out a classmate's book, saying that there were many very important things in it. It turned out that it was full of Mariko's blessings, and there were some small details that we shared * * *-the first greeting, the first shopping hand in hand, the first crying because of the exam results, the first time ... I have to say that Mariko is indeed much more careful than me because this book records almost all the feelings and joys between us. Although it is mixed with a touch of sadness, it always makes people feel that such time should be more. Although this gift is not very expensive, it really suits me. Every time I see it, I can think of everything I get along with Mariko, and feel that the whole world becomes brighter!

The wind is light and the clouds are light:

There is always a singing piggy bank in my bookcase. Although I have to live in various cities constantly because of my parents' work, I carefully put it in a box every time I move. These years have been with me and have become a part of my life.

My best friend gave it to me. Because both our parents are running around, she became my closest friend when I was a child. But it is also because of my parents' working relationship that our family has lived in that yard for several years and will go to the next city. On the day I left, I saw her holding her favorite bear piggy bank, standing in the wind with tears in her eyes, and ran over to me and said, "This is for you, let it stay with you for me." Since then, this piggy bank has become my best friend. Every time I miss her, I will put a coin in and listen to a familiar song, knowing that she is also thinking of me in another distant city.

Xu Fei:

Whenever New Year's Eve comes, my birthday comes with it. It is precisely because of the particularity of time that birthdays are often integrated into the atmosphere of Chinese New Year and are often ignored. Year after year, I feel that birthdays are someone else's business, not mine.

I clearly remember that in the early morning, the cold winter has worn away most of it. Cousin suddenly gave me a small photo frame with three bears covered in yellow mud in the lower right corner. I am flattered by this simple photo frame.

I cann't believe someone remembers my birthday! What a surprise! I can't bear to put the photo in the frame, just at the other end of the bedside table. It is like a fleeting projector, which can at least bring me memories, make me miss and make me grateful.

Yes, the child's birthday is the mother's suffering day. How can we forget this special moment? Some ordinary gifts are called "priceless" because they can bring people special memories, right?

Ha Mei:

There was once a most sincere gift in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. If you can give me a chance, I hope to cherish it for a lifetime.

This is my truth. When I was a child, I was willful, unruly and always unreasonable. My friends around me are drifting away from me because they can't stand my temper. Only meow meow, has been silently with me. It was my birthday. I only invited Miaomiao to my house, but she didn't show up until nine o'clock in the evening. When I saw her again the next day, she had a doll in her hand that I had looked at for a long time but didn't want to buy. She handed me the doll and said, "I'm sorry, I was delayed yesterday." I took one look and walked straight over.

Since then, I have lost my best friend and my most precious gift. However, this gift has been deeply hidden in my heart and never left.

Xiao Wenyuan:

In the first month, colorful fireworks will bloom in the gloomy night sky every night. But I think, although the color of fireworks is brilliant, it has fallen in an instant. I want to find something that can emit longer light to replace it. This thing is my dream Kong Ming Lantern.

However, in a remote and backward small county, it is more difficult to find such things than to ascend to heaven. I searched all over the streets, but no matter how many goods there were, there was no sign of Kongming Lantern. In the dark night sky, I happened to meet my cousin Lang Lang on my way home. Under his left entanglement and right grinding, I left a cold sentence to explain the purpose of traveling late at night, and then I left him and walked forward with my head down.

The next afternoon, a quick knock on the door forced me to open the door, and Lang Lang was standing outside. He was panting, his face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he was holding the Kongming lantern that I missed day and night. At that moment, I was in tears. ...

The night sky of this year's Spring Festival is still fireworks and moonlight, except for the persistent expression of two people staring at the little star on the horizon.

Cai Wenxin:

If I am poor and get nothing, what is the most precious thing for me? Maybe I will be afraid, maybe I will curl up and cry bitterly, but I think it is very likely that I will fall asleep without thinking about anything and cover myself with the worn quilt numbly.

Because sleeping will make me dream.

I am a beggar, and I will dream of showing off in the most upscale leather shoes; I am a nobody, but I will dream that I am the most famous leader; I am a mouse, but I will dream that I am greedily gnawing at the cat's blood and bones ... In my dream, I can have everything I like. It is like a fairyland, like another world that belongs to me.

If I suddenly become poor, maybe I will hate everything in my life, maybe I will disdain to look at the rich people who are far away from me and have nothing to do with me, but I will not give up my most precious and only thing-my dream.

The warm feeling is always blown away by the biting cold wind, and I will shrink into a tighter ball, pout irritably and depressedly, and curse loudly in my heart. But if I really have nothing, then I just want to have my dream. No matter what kind of person I am, I will never die. This is my best and most precious gift.

The girl I cherish most.

Every child is God's darling, every girl is God's angel, and you are my baby, my most cherished girl!

Wenwen is my best sister, I cherish her, cherish her! Fate is designated by heaven, but girls from two different places have come together and become alumni, classmates, friends and good sisters! It's a bit like the scene of' meeting thousands of miles' in TV series.

Wenwen is very sunny and warm, giving people happiness and happiness. I love her very much! She is very quiet, which is my first impression of him. But after getting along for a long time, I found a noisy heart under her quiet appearance. It is inappropriate to describe her as' crazy' or' two'. We will talk about ourselves in the self-study class. We will discuss his appearance later; We sometimes quarrel or even fight over things the size of sesame seeds, but so what, we always continue to fight when the blood is still wet; We will giggle all day because of the class teacher's praise; When the teacher is checking the class, we will quickly hide the mobile phone; When the teacher asks questions, we will ask' where, where'. But that's it, let me cherish her more, cherish her more, love her more, my girl!

But she entered the student union and the boarding room, which made me out of reach. She began to have good friends besides me, and I felt left out by her. She has someone she loves, and seeing their relationship is so good. I'm a little jealous and envious! But I love her, as long as she is happy, I wish them a bright future!

Anyway, I love her as much as she loves me. May our friendship last forever and we can be good sisters forever!

My favorite girl-Chang

Grade three: children

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