A dollhouse is my paradise. Write a composition.

1. A room full of toys is my paradise. I have a paradise. It has neither the prosperity of the city nor the grandeur of the palace. This is just an ordinary bedroom.

My paradise is very tidy, with a bed and a small bookcase at the head of the bed, reading some books; There is a desk on the right side of the bed with a small alarm clock on it, reminding me to hurry at all times. In the innermost part of the room, there is a big cupboard, which contains not only extracurricular books, but also many toys. Whenever my friends come to my house to play, I will take out many toys to play with.

Heaven gave me confidence and urged me to work hard. I remember that before the final exam, every night, the park was brightly lit, and a lot of review materials and exercises in Chinese, mathematics and English left my notes. Finally, I made excellent achievements with Toshiyoshi.

At the same time, heaven is also a gas station when I fail. That class cadre reelection, I lost, which dealt a great blow to me who was a shoo-in. I bowed my head in dismay, returned to my paradise, and lay in bed in dismay. At this time, I saw the book "Education of Love" in the small bookcase, and thought that the protagonist in the story was seriously ill but insisted on writing, and finally succeeded. But I met a little setback, so I became depressed and depressed. What is mine compared with his pain? Therefore, I start with small things every day and be strict with myself. After a while, I regained the trust of my classmates.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary room. But for me, this is a place with personality, because this is my paradise!

2. This is my paradise composition 600[ this is my paradise composition 600]

Everyone is looking for their own paradise, so that all the happiness can be released. This is my paradise composition 600. But my heaven is different. It is not a ballroom with neon lights flashing, nor is it a lively amusement park. It is a small room in my study and bedroom. In the small room, there are ordinary white walls. The pink and green curtains were brushed lightly by the wind. All kinds of books are neatly placed on the desk under the window. There is a language repeater and a globe-shaped radio in the center of the desk, which is the prize I won in the Xiamen computer competition. Whenever I see it, I am very happy. In front of the radio is a clock, which keeps telling me to hurry up every minute. The computer, sofa, cot, clarinet and harmonica hanging on the wall constitute my paradise. Heaven, growing up with me day by day, where I have my own vision, dreams and thoughts; I learned a lot about life here. Here, I can sing to my heart's content, or I can stand at the window and play clarinet and harmonica on a whim. Turning on the computer and surfing the Internet is an indispensable pleasure for me. Heaven gave me confidence and urged me to work hard. I remember how many nights I participated in the district math competition in the third grade. The park was brightly lit and my footprints were left on a lot of math papers. I'm not afraid to face the problem, because there are many weapons in heaven that help me fight my way out in the sea of questions. Toshiyoshi and I won the first prize. I am ecstatic to run back to heaven, smell the books on the table, look at my favorite paradise, and feel that all my efforts have paid off. I smiled. Heaven seems to tell me that success is directly proportional to hard work. Heaven is also a gas station when I fail. Middle school students wrote "It's my paradise composition 600". It was a district composition contest in grade five, and I lost. I've always been a shoo-in, and I suddenly became stupid, and I suddenly felt that everyone was casting a contemptuous look at me. I bowed my head, fought back my tears and returned to heaven, lying on the sofa in frustration. At this time, I saw the book How Steel was Tempered on my desk, and I felt that there was an infinite force encouraging me. Yes! Pavel Colta King, the hero of the book, persists in the revolution despite his serious illness. What about me? Just a little setback makes you depressed. What is my frustration compared with the pain that Paul endured? Thought of here, the shadow of failure suddenly disappeared. I found myself again-a confident and hard-working me. So, I picked up the clarinet and blew it, and the wonderful music suddenly filled my paradise. Small room, please! It is you who open your arms, embrace all my love and needs, and selflessly provide them to me when I need them. You are my eternal paradise on the road of life! I once caught a firefly and asked it why it hung a small transparent lantern, but it told me intimately: Because I have a transparent dream every day, you must have a transparent dream every night ... The dream is dream of paradise who has been growing up with me. Although some dreams are absurd, I still can't help laughing when I wake up. However, some dreams are my ideal paradise, my amusement park. Ding-dong ... Ding-dong ... The wall clock at midnight 12 o'clock rang, so crisp and loud. I am also slowly entering my paradise ... time flows through the endless grassland with the river; Cross a new generation of bridges with time. So, I came to the ideal paradise-the Academy of Fine Arts. I once had a lofty ideal ―― to be a world-famous artist. I don't know how many days have passed, how many autumn and winter, how many paintings have been drawn, and how many works have been abandoned. Finally, I ascended the throne of an artist. I have published tens of thousands of excellent works to let people all over the world know my works. So, I held a large-scale art exhibition in the capital Beijing. Only when I heard people's comments on my paintings did I know my fly in the ointment; When I received people's thank-you letters, my heart was filled with pride. Finally, I really walked into my ideal heaven. .

3. Composition: My paradise is my room. There is a bed, a bedside table, a desk with bookcases and a wardrobe in the room.

After school, I came back here, took out all my toys and began to play happy games. Call the cats and dogs in first, then lock the door and take out toys to scare them. They will scream with fear, and sometimes they will take out an ugly doll as a demon and take a few as guards.

Those guards often rob people of food, leaving them with nothing to eat every day. At this moment, a little boy who knows magic came. The little boy took a stick and said to people, "If they come here again to rob things, you hit them with a stick and they will run away."

Sure enough, when they came to rob things, the people beat them with sticks and they all fled. So this is the so-called golden hoop. One day, Bai suddenly came to this place and often drank human blood. When people saw it, they were afraid to come out. Just then, my dog roared: "The rescue team is coming!" I saw the Monkey King, Pig Bajie and Friar Sand all coming to help these poor people escape.

I quickly asked, "Why didn't the Tang Priest come?" They replied, "In the back!" When I looked intently, it turned out that Tang Priest was practicing martial arts in the back! After practicing martial arts, playing white is no problem! A fierce war began. The Tang Priest first got a Tathagata palm, but missed it, and then got a scud. This time, Bajie came, and he shoveled the white into pieces with a shovel.

I shouted: "Dead in vain, long live the Tang Priest and Bajie." Dad heard me yelling and thought something was wrong. When he came in, he saw toys everywhere. His face became serious, and before he could speak, I grabbed his hair and shouted, "Bai was caught!" " Hearing this, my father and I both laughed.

My room is my paradise, and this paradise makes me find pleasure in boredom, which is the happiest thing. Everyone is looking for their own paradise, so that all the happiness can be released.

But my heaven is different. It's not a dance hall with colorful lights, nor a lively amusement park. It is a small room in my study and bedroom. In the small room, there are ordinary white walls.

The yellow and brown curtains were brushed lightly by the wind. Everything is neatly arranged on the desk, and there is a motorcycle-shaped tape recorder in the center.

This is a birthday present from my father when I was a child. Whenever I see it, I am very happy. The alarm clock in the corner of the bed keeps telling me every minute, so hurry up.

The computer bed and the beautiful pictures hanging on the wall constitute my paradise. Heaven, growing up with me day by day, where I have my own vision, dreams and thoughts; I know a lot about life here; Here, I can sing to my heart's content, or I can stand on the bed and dance wildly on a whim.

Turning on the computer and surfing the Internet is an indispensable pleasure for me. Heaven gave me confidence and urged me to work hard.

Before each final exam, how many nights, the park was brightly lit and a lot of papers left my footprints. There are many weapons here that can help me get good grades in the exam.

There are many good things, and the result is really satisfactory. I ran back to heaven in ecstasy and smelled the books on the table, thinking that all my efforts had paid off. I smiled.

Heaven seems to tell me: "success is directly proportional to hard work." There is a gas station in heaven where I failed.

It was an essay contest in grade five, and I lost. I'm always so competitive, and suddenly I become stupid, and suddenly I feel that everyone is throwing contempt at me.

I looked down, fought back my tears and went back to heaven, lying in bed depressed. At this time, I saw a book "How Steel was Tempered", and I felt that there was an infinite force inspiring me.

Yes! The protagonist Paul # 8226 insists on the revolution despite his serious illness. What about me? Just a little setback makes you depressed. Thought of here, the shadow of failure suddenly disappeared.

I found myself a confident and hardworking person again. A small room is where you open your arms, embrace what I love and selflessly provide me with knowledge and truth.

You are my eternal paradise on the road of life! My childhood was spent in my grandmother's house, and the paradise of my childhood was the yard downstairs. The yard is not big, but it is enough for a child my age to play. There are some poplars in the yard, and there is a gazebo not far from them. There are vines on the shed. Every summer, adults put a chessboard under the pavilion, and I just stand and watch it quietly, without any fun.

But the most fun thing in summer is catching grasshoppers. At noon, in the scorching sun, many children catch grasshoppers in the grass in the yard. Grasshoppers are big and small, and their colors are different. I can harvest more than a dozen grasshoppers every day, and I can catch a mantis when I am lucky. At this time, I put mantis and grasshopper together and let them fight each other. Every time the mantis falls down first, it becomes a delicious meal for grasshoppers.

After the heavy snow in winter, besides having snowball fights and making snowmen, the greatest pleasure is to watch adults catch birds, sweep out a clearing, sprinkle some millet on the ground, set up a cracked basket with wooden sticks, and people hold the rope tied to the sticks and wait for the birds to peck. In a short time, several birds will be trapped in the trap. Pull the rope and listen to the sound of "pa", and the birds will be imprisoned.

I hurried forward and begged my uncle to give me a bird. When I got home, I tied a leg of the bird with a rope to support myself. This is my childhood paradise, and now they have been replaced by gray buildings, but those poplars, those pavilions, and the scene of catching grasshoppers in summer have always remained in my dream.

In the small room, there are ordinary white walls. The pink and green curtains were brushed lightly by the wind.

All kinds of books are neatly placed on the desk under the window. There is a language repeater and a globe-shaped radio in the center of the desk, which is the prize I won in the Xiamen computer competition. Whenever I see it, I am very happy.

Everyone is looking for their own paradise, so that all the happiness can be released. But my heaven is different. It's not a ballroom with neon lights flashing, and it's not lively.

4. Write a 500-word composition on My Paradise. There is a big yard behind grandma's house. Adults call it a flower orchard. That's my paradise.

Needless to say, the path covered with petals and fallen leaves, lush grape vines, wisteria full of trees and honeysuckle with claws; Needless to say, oleander branches swaying in the breeze, pomegranates in a big bowl, and figs that cover the sky. Just a corner, there is unlimited interest. Ants run here and ladybugs hunt here. The little snail is even cuter, with a long neck and a big house on its back, and a leisurely look. There are butterflies, dancing happily. Ripe wild strawberries the size of soybeans blushed and hid under the leaves. Shy, a pair of small jasper appearance, people pity. Pick one and put it in your mouth, sour and sweet.

The flower orchard in winter has no taste. It's different when it snows heavily. Snowballs, snowmen, snowball fights … My friends and I can always find interesting games. Every time we go home after the snow, we are inevitably scolded by adults, because we are always covered in snow, and our cheeks and hands are too cold to go back.

My uncle has a childlike heart. It is necessary to make a snowman under the snow. Find a place with thick snow, put the snow eggs together bit by bit, and then push them forward slowly. As the snowball gets bigger and bigger, the snow marks will become wider and wider.

This is the method my uncle taught me, but I can't use it well. I obviously learned to snowball like my uncle. It took me a long time. Snowballs don't roll much more than mineral water bottles. My uncle soon rolled out a snowball as big as grandma's red bucket. I asked my uncle why, but he simply said: You are too impatient, wait for it to get bigger.

Later, when I was a little older, my mother sent me to school in Zhu Lan. Maybe it's because my homework is tight, maybe it's because I always get dirty, maybe it's because I often step on vegetable seedlings, maybe it's because I always make a mess there ... I don't know. In a word, I won't go to the flower orchard often.

Goodbye, my flower of Wei Zi! Goodbye, my figs and snails.

5. "My Paradise" 600-word composition I am often "crazy" alone in the room. There are many toys on the cupboard, where I can play, learn to do things and clean. My mother designed a cabin specially for me. Is the meal ready? At that time, all the furnishings in the room were intelligent, and there were ponies running after every game, like the white grass garden written by Lu Xun. I will also help my father and the little monkey to be their children.

Dad. I'm in my cabin, a row of cupboards, and I clean them myself, my paradise.

However: "Lily:" Lei Lei, a doll, and a table.

Remember when I was four years old? Let me tell you slowly, rabbit, in these wonderful childhood, my paradise is in a closed place-my room, without restrictions, Dudu and Congcong have arrived. I also gave some interesting names to my toys. My mother is angry with my beautiful little bed. I followed my father's example and said to my mother Lili. Mother Lili is cooking in the kitchen. ...... "Ah. Since then. Although my room is not big, little monkeys are jumping around ... there are many dolls. I was severely criticized for playing house alone. Everyone has his own heaven, and everything is ready. Tell the children to come in for dinner. Listen, Bunny, in my opinion, I still have a lot of room for myself. My room is always messy. My room, tidy up, tidy up my room. Once, I had to learn to clean up by myself. The little monkey hopped up the tree, and his good friend Dudu Bear and Cong Cong, the robot cat, and his mother went to work. Many people's paradise is in the open nature, bear toot toot toot? Later, they were on their way to Darling and Tiaojia, which was not only a paradise for my childhood games, but also a lot of things that belonged to me. I played house games with my toys, but now I remember my impudence when I played in Chenghai's Woods ... Some of my friends were in People's Square or in the yard of my dormitory. I clearly remember that I designed the lines, and the doll Lili is my mother. " Then teach me the same. "Then, I learned to use the dust washer, and my mother did a lot of housework. Some people will ask why, I am sensible. Every time I finish the game, I imitate my mother Lili. This cabin belongs to my own world, and this room is in a mess. I even dubbed them, which was really interesting. Just like a pony running, the toy must be put back after the game, and the rabbit will play in the yard.

So I said, "I see, I said sternly. I love my room. Everyone has a happy childhood.

6. My paradise is my paradise.

There are no colorful neon lights in my paradise, only ordinary small desk lamps. There are not many toys, but there are books to guide me forward. That's my room.

In the small room, there are ordinary pure white walls, light blue curtains are blown by the wind, and there is a bed under the window, which is my usual place to rest. There is also an alarm clock of the time old man on it, which keeps telling me to cherish time and not to waste it every minute. Next to the bed, there is a desk and bookcase, which my father made for me when I was a child. They are very old. But in this room, I like them best. Because they recorded my life for several years, from the childish stickers on my desk when I was a child, to the story books on the bookcase later, and finally to the novels. Of course, the greatest contribution to everything I have gained is it. In a conspicuous corner, there is also a musical instrument-guzheng, which is my best toy on a whim and also makes me feel the joy of success. I remember I got a beautiful gift with it last year.

Heaven is the cornerstone of my success. I remember when I was in the second grade, I participated in the composition "* * * Creating a Harmonious Society". At that time, I changed and revised that composition, and wrote and wrote. When I don't want to write, I just look at the bookshelf and the furniture that accompanied me to grow up. They seemed to inspire me and said to me, "Come on! Victory is in sight! " I have increased my confidence again. Finally, with the help of teachers and parents, I finished this article, which made me feel the joy of success. But no one knows that there are so many friends behind me who support me and inspire me.

Heaven is my failed gas station. When I was in the fifth grade, I still had 1 year to go to middle school. I found a question about the entrance examination in 2005. In this exam, my grades are very unsatisfactory. I only got 85 points in the Chinese exam with a total score of 100, not to mention math. With this achievement, what qualifications do I have to rush to the attached middle school? Don't say it's the middle school attached to West Normal University, even Chaoyang Middle School, which I've always been very sure of, may not work. I went back to my paradise in frustration and lay in bed in frustration. At this time, a sentence suddenly flashed in my mind, "As long as you work hard, the iron pestle is ground into a needle." Yes, isn't Li Bai just a playful child who later tried to become a great poet? So can I! I suddenly became very hard when I was weak, and immediately entered the intense sprint learning stage. Heaven is telling me again that action is the key to staying away from failure.

Heaven, let my happiness be released. At the same time, it also taught me how to face success and failure. He will always be my strong backing.

7. What is my paradise? Once, I was doing my homework and was bored, so I pulled the drawer on my desk to play. Watching the drawer go in and out, my body touched it and took it back. My eyes lit up and a good idea came into being!

I'll take out the things in the drawer first and put them in another place. I put a comic book and some small toys in it. At this time, the drawer becomes a hidden treasure chest for me. Whenever I am bored, the treasure chest will open its "big mouth", and all kinds of toys will appear in front of my eyes for me to choose at will. I am like a greedy child. I won't do my homework if I'm not satisfied. The appearance of treasure chest often makes me inseparable from my desk. ...

Because I often pretend to do my homework with a pen and secretly open the "treasure chest" to read comic books, my mother stood at the door of the study and praised me, thinking I was particularly serious. "Children, don't be too tired, pay attention to rest!" Listen, my unwitting mother is complimenting me. I turned my head away, and my mother's face was full of happiness, as if it made her lose her vigilance. I nodded and continued my "underground work". Just when I saw the most wonderful passage in the book, my mother's rhythmic footsteps came, and my back broke into a cold sweat, and my heart hung up, hoping to stop. However, the voice is getting louder and louder. I immediately put the book in the drawer, pushed it gently with my hand and went in. "Have a drink, son!" It was mom, but luckily it wasn't found. What a false alarm!

8. My Paradise Composition 400 words My Paradise Composition (1):

I have a paradise, without the prosperity of the city and the splendor of the palace. This is just an ordinary bedroom.

My paradise is very tidy, with a bed and a small bookcase at the head of the bed, reading some books; There is a desk on the right side of the bed with a small alarm clock on it, reminding me to hurry at all times. In the innermost part of the room, there is a big cupboard, which contains not only extracurricular books, but also many toys. Whenever my friends come to my house to play, I will take out many toys to play with.

Heaven gave me confidence and urged me to work hard. I remember that before the final exam, every night, the park was brightly lit, and a lot of review materials and exercises in Chinese, mathematics and English left my notes. Finally, I made excellent achievements with Toshiyoshi.

At the same time, heaven is also a gas station when I fail. That class cadre reelection, I lost, which dealt a great blow to me who was a shoo-in. I bowed my head in dismay, returned to my paradise, and lay in bed in dismay. At this time, I saw the book "Education of Love" in the small bookcase, and thought that the protagonist in the story was seriously ill but insisted on writing, and finally succeeded. But I met a little setback, so I became depressed and depressed. What is mine compared with his pain? Therefore, I start with small things every day and be strict with myself. After a while, I regained the trust of my classmates.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary room. But for me, this is a place with personality, because this is my paradise!

My paradise composition (2);

My paradise is the vegetable garden behind the building.

This vegetable garden was planted by 24 families. Spring has come, and it is full of weeds. The adults shoveled weeds and threw them into the fire. We are very happy because the weeds in the field are gone. Then the adults began to turn the ground and fertilize. Sowing ―― The fields will turn green soon.

When summer comes, the vegetable garden becomes a hundred flowers garden. Cucumber, towel gourd, eggplant and beans are all full of flowers, butterflies are flying and bees are collecting honey. The land is dry, we are tired and sweet, because the harvest is coming soon.

Autumn is coming, and the vegetable garden is full of fruits. Cucumber grows thick and long, pumpkin grows big and round, pepper looks like a lantern, and eggplant is covered with a big purple robe-we pick them not only for ourselves, but also for others.

This is my paradise. I hope the vegetable garden will be more beautiful next year!

My paradise composition (3):

Entering Chengguan Primary School, it is a beautiful garden with green grass and red flowers and trees. Playgrounds, runways and courts are places for exercise and relaxation. Blackboard newspapers, long columns and classrooms are temples for learning knowledge.

I am very happy to study and grow here. I am very happy. This is my "paradise".

Behind the teaching building of our class is the small playground of our school. Four ping-pong tables are lined up, all made of cement. Although some corners have been damaged, they are still our favorite. During recess or in physical education class, it is always crowded with people. Look! How fierce the two men played, the ball flew over the table and there was cheers. Whenever this time, I always enjoy playing or watching the ball. The students reluctantly left the table when the bell rang. It's time for them to have a good rest.

About 30 meters away from the table, there is a long jump bunker, which is a big rectangular bunker, about 5 meters long and 2 meters wide. Across from the jump, there are several trees standing in a row. They seem to be referees who watch the game carefully, and also like hard-working volunteers, holding up a 7A68696416FE59B9EE7A94313343623730 green umbrella for the young athletes. When it's sunny, fine ash will appear when you jump out of the bunker. If it rains and the sand is washed clean, people can't help but grab a handful of sand and let them slip gently from their palms. I feel so comfortable.

The bunkers, tables and trees here are all my good friends, and this is my favorite "paradise".