Topic composition

In study, work and even life, everyone has tried to write a composition, which is a verbal activity for people to express their thoughts in written form. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are seven topic compositions that I have compiled for you. Welcome to share.

Topic composition 1 The night was quiet, and I sat alone in the dim light, savoring the dinner in front of the table that contained countless love and care. Mellow food is accompanied by warmth and aftertaste on the tip of the tongue.

I was walking alone in a dark alley, and the street lamp was dim. After school in the afternoon, I went to my classmate's house to get the English book I left there. It was already dark when I came out, so I walked home in the dark. Maybe it was too late, and the silence in the alley was a little scary, so I quickened my pace, crossed one road after another and finally returned home.

When I got home, I looked worried about my mother. She suddenly shouted at me, "Why are you back?" Did you go somewhere to play! Do you know what time it is? "

I want to explain, but my mother won't give me a chance. I'm angry and a little wronged. So I slammed the door and hid in the house alone to vent my emotions for what my mother just said. I think my mother was wrong about me. I didn't "go out to play", but he didn't understand and shouted at me, thinking that tears would come to his eyes. Perhaps at this time, crying is the only way to calm the mood. In this way, I stayed in the room for a long, long time when there was a knock at the door.

Mom came in and whispered, "You are hungry! Come out and eat something! " At this point, I still look wronged and still haven't forgiven her. However, looking at the sincerity on her face, I agreed and walked out of the room.

At this time, I was shocked, and the table was full of dishes, all kinds. I looked at the tea table not far away and felt guilty. Mom cooked a table full of dishes for me, while she and dad only ate some rice porridge. I just realized that I was wrong about her. My mother yelled at me just because she was worried about me, and I, not only didn't understand, but also hid in my room and sulked. My mother should be the last one to be wronged.

I seem to feel like a funny clown at this moment. I feel guilty for what I have done and thank my mother for her tolerance. I was wrong about her, but she suffered silently. Never complained. She made me feel the affection and warmth of home. She has always devoted herself to this family. As Balzac said, "A mother's heart is an abyss, in which you will be forgiven forever." Indeed, when I make mistakes, isn't she very tolerant? Looking at the woman in front of me, I found that she was so tall. At this moment, I want to say to my mother, "Thank you for your support and company. It's good to have you all the way! "

Life is like a trip, including me, my father and my mother. "Love" is the most beautiful scenery in the journey.

Topic Composition 2 I like a lyric in "Days in beijing east road": "At the beginning, we were all children; Finally, I long to be an angel. " Whenever this lyric rings in my mind, I can't help but think of our life.

Our life shuttles between the starting points, we are constantly starting, and we will never end.

Get up in the morning, wait for a while and ask yourself: "Is it over?" Hearing this, the roommate in the next bed stretched himself and gave me a white look: "Are you sleepy?" This is just the beginning! "Oh, so a new busy day began.

In the history class, while the teacher was exaggerating, incisively and vividly, gushing and cheerfully telling the story of a certain dynasty, suddenly the bell rang, interrupting my enthusiasm and relish in class. I am still mumbling: "Is this the end of a prosperous dynasty?" My deskmate touched my arm, gave me a white look, leaned close to my ear and said mysteriously, "Don't be silly, the procrastination meeting has just begun." So I began to drag the class happily again.

When I got home in the afternoon, I saw my sister lying on the sofa eating melon seeds at a glance-the TV in front of me was playing the ending song of Doraemon, and my sister's eyes were staring at the TV screen. I laughed and teased, "Look silly, it's all over, don't change the channel." As expected, it was another supercilious look, and my sister replied rudely: "You idiot, the next episode will begin immediately." So, again, a new episode of the noisy opening song.

Finally, I decided to let go of these unpleasantness and rushed to bed happily after receiving three dirty eyes one day. "I'm going to bed!" So it started again. As soon as the quilt was covered and my eyes were closed, my dream came.

So, what's the ending? Just one starting point after another, countless starting points constitute the poems of days, fleeting poems and life poems.

We keep starting and never end.

Topic Composition 3 "Collision" is everywhere in the world. It can be said that there is a collision where there is life. It may generate sparks, ignite the enthusiasm of human hearts, or ignite a raging fire, engulfing people's hopes for life. People's attitude towards these "collisions" determines to some extent whether such collisions will make the world more exciting or will only bring pain to themselves or even more people.

The collision of ideas can promote the progress of human society. Such a collision can bring enlightenment to people. Even two people with different views can come into contact with another interpretation that they may never have thought of.

However, collisions exist not only between people, but also between cities and even countries. This kind of collision often leads to wars, and countless people suffer greatly. However, most of the reasons are conflicts of interest between countries, some of which are caused by human factors and even completely avoidable. But what if those collisions that hurt me really come? I think, regardless of the size of the collision, we should stick to our integrity and stick to what we should keep. Before the United States prepared to bomb Japan, Liang Sicheng and his wife put aside family feuds and ethnic hatred for the time being, and drew up an ancient building protection plan for the world cultural heritage, which was praised by people. Hugo was persecuted by the government, but he still persisted in his original intention and worked hard to write, which took five months to complete the masterpiece Notre Dame de Paris. They all suffered some "collision" injuries, but they never gave up a position they held.

Hermann hesse once wrote in his book: "Every culture, tradition and custom has its own gentleness and strictness, and people in the transition period of two cultures are the most painful." This kind of pain is precisely because of the collision of two cultures, which is the human heart and changes the background of the world, thus confusing people. We are in today's cultural background, and the old and new cultures are changing rapidly. Many people are lost in this inevitable collision. However, wouldn't it be a wonderful experience to accept such a collision, take its essence, accept new information and not forget the classics? Without large and small collisions, the connection between people and society will probably become weaker and weaker. Without such human feelings, would the world be less colorful?

Avoid unnecessary man-made collisions as much as possible, and accept the inevitable collisions calmly. It may be painful to stand your ground in these collisions, but it is a testimony of a few bright colors in your life, and the world will become more and more wonderful because of the attitude of most molecules.

Topic Composition 4 Shake and shake, shake to Waipo Bridge, grandma smiles at me and praises my good baby ... Countless nights, I entered a sweet dream country in grandma's whisper. But on May 10, Mother's Day, she died suddenly and left us forever. I can't send carnations in my hand, and I have nowhere to tell them. I want to see her again, feed her more and hug her for a while, but this person is gone forever!

Many happy times when I was a child were spent at my grandmother's house. Childhood is just a surprisingly good impression and impression of what you eat. Mulberry, grape, fig, jujube, Xinger, and even everything in my grandmother's long and narrow yard is full of my pursuit of taste. Every time these things are cooked, I will stay at my grandmother's house until my stomach is round and I will leave angrily. That's not the most important thing. What makes me reluctant to cut is the scrambled eggs made by my grandmother. Although it is not a rare dish, grandma's fried dish is tender and sweet, which is really kung fu. We always go back to our mother's house with our mother during the big solar terms, such as the second day of junior high school, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and so on. Grandma must prepare ready-made dishes early. When we come back, there are all kinds of fried cakes and vegetables. Scrambled eggs are a must for every meal. Every time I go home, I start calling "grandma" before I get to the door. She will greet us with a smile. When I think about the future, I will go home and call my grandma and say that no one will ever come out, eat her fried eggs, call me a "fat girl" or say "* was much more beautiful than you when I was a child", and my heart will be heartbroken. As if in the vast snow, everything I saw and heard around me was snow, and my heart suddenly lost its sustenance, direction and direction. Grandma, why didn't you wait for me?

Grandma is 86 years old this year. She is not confused at all except that she is deaf. She always has to worry about everything and arrange it one by one before she can finish it. Mother always advises her to take good care of herself, but grandma must be strong all her life, where can she relax? She married her grandfather at an early age, gave birth to a son and three daughters, took care of the elderly on both sides, and raised children all her life. Grandma is gone, and the most unbearable person is grandpa. He enjoyed his grandmother's blessing all his life. He always said, "She is a person who has made meritorious deeds in our family. Be kind to your mother." Yes, I have never let my grandfather move in dressing and eating in my life, and I have never even survived rice soup once. My grandmother decided what to wear, and she took care of everything carefully, which surprised me. Now that grandma is gone, grandpa's backbone will collapse. In the future, I can only eat alone, sleep alone and watch grandpa's lonely figure. I can't tell you how to live in the future! It is said that no matter how noisy and stumbling when you are young, you can go through the prosperity and vicissitudes of your life, and when you are old, you can rely on each other and help each other to realize the oath of growing old together. This is the' happiness' in the world.

Grandma left us forever, leaving us with endless thoughts and nostalgia. Grandma, have a nice trip!

I want to sincerely remind ... that day, my classmates and I went to the amusement park to play and saw him. He, a middle-aged man in his forties, is unkempt, with small curly hair in every corner of his clothes and unkempt appearance. My face, hands and feet are covered with cold water and dust. Trembling, he limped up to me with a cardboard box in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right, and said with a deep Henan accent, "Have pity on me!" "I think he is very poor. He hasn't eaten for a day and a night. Out of sympathy, I took out twenty dollars and threw them into his paper box.

Seeing my generosity, he quickly thanked me: "That's great! Thank you very much Thank you so much! " Coincidentally, my partner and I went to the playground on my birthday and saw him again. He was reaching out to a couple for money and said to the young man in a low voice, "I haven't eaten for a long time!" " Hungry! Give me some money to buy some steamed buns to eat! The girl relented, pulled the boy's skirt and whispered, "Give him five dollars!" " ! Look how pathetic he is! "The young man immediately took out ten yuan and gave it to the beggar. When the couple walked away, the beggar stopped turning to shake hands with him. He strode to the front of the flower stand and sat down, took out a lighter and cigarette, smoked comfortably, crossed his legs, leisurely counted the money he earned, and kept looking for the next "prey".

Suddenly, he found the target. A blonde foreign aunt got off the taxi. He was greeted by a dirty hand with a rotten carton in his hand! Still shaking! The foreign lady was surprised and walked out of the car door. The beggar immediately put on a poor yoke and clumsily gestured with his hand: "money!" Money! " His blunt English is disgusting. The foreign lady gave him a contemptuous look and then left without looking back. The beggar still holds on to him ... I feel very sick when I see this! He lost the dignity of China people! I really want to go up to him, stop him, and sincerely advise him: "Can you stop this? Just three meters away from you, there is a young man with disabled legs kneeling. He is using his own strength to shine shoes for his guests. How serious he is! Even if the reward is only two or three dollars. You have good footwork and strong body, but you get something for nothing ... "I want to persuade him sincerely:" Don't pretend; Don't cheat the sympathy of good people; Don't rely on other people's charity to play hooligans or in this beautiful world. Being a man like this has no dignity! "

Topic Composition 6 One day, Baiyun's mother took little white cloud out to play, and suddenly little white cloud slipped away. She ran to Uncle Feng's house and tore down Uncle Feng's hair dryer.

She ran to Sister Snowflake's house and threw the gifts that Sister Snowflake wanted for the children all over the yard. Mother Yun found that little white cloud had disappeared and shed tears. Mother Yun's tears are what we call rain.

Xiaobaiyun ran to Sister Rainbow's house again and cut Sister Rainbow's clothes into pieces of gold cloth. Sister Rainbow just came home and said to Xiaobaiyun, "You are wrong, little white cloud."

Little white cloud bowed his head in shame and said shyly, "I'm sorry!" Sister Rainbow added, "Where's your mother? She must be in a hurry. I'd better take you home. "

Little white cloud went back to her mother, who smiled and the rain stopped. Sister Rainbow also presented a colorful bridge.

Topic Composition 7 Education is a person's excellent quality. Educated people represent a person's Excellence, and everyone wants to be a "educated" person who is respected by others.

Learn to put yourself in others' shoes.

My mother has a bad temper recently. She will lose her temper or complain that she is tired at any time. Sometimes she even gives up her unfinished work, and a little mistake may lead to her outbreak.

I will keep silent when she loses her temper, and I will try my best to listen to her complaints and criticisms patiently.

I began to look for the reason, thinking about this problem from her standpoint, and recalled that my mother told my father about the problem of the work unit a few days ago. At that time, her tone seemed anxious and worried, but I didn't care too much.

Thinking that my mother is very tired for housework every day, but my father and I deserve to enjoy comfort and live in a comfortable environment without worries, I have always been very uncomfortable with breakfast. No matter what my mother does for me every day, I can only eat a little, and I have no shame or gratitude for my mother.

I understand why my mother has a bad temper. I understand that she is venting pressure. I just listen to her criticism, so I won't blame her, just listen to her silently.

After that, I learned to think from her perspective. When she is angry, I try not to complain and try not to interrupt her class. I think these things show my upbringing.

Education is to know how to respect others, and at the same time, it will be respected by others. Educated people may not lose anything, but they will gain something.

Be an educated person, do what you know is right and do your best, not influenced by other people's behavior or uneducated people.

I know how to respect my parents. I will not let them worry when they are under pressure, but understand them. I think this is the embodiment of my upbringing.

Do your best and show your upbringing.