The composition walks with me.

In ordinary daily life, everyone must have been exposed to writing. Writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our minds and think about our future direction. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is a composition carefully arranged by my peers and me. Welcome to read the collection.

Walk with me 1 Let fireflies walk with me.

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The world is beautiful, but it lacks fantasy; The world is clean, but it lacks color.

I always thought so before I met them, but after I met them, I felt that the world was real, but there were also many illusions. The world is clean, but it is also colorful. Now, I can't give up.

Animation is now a well-known thing, but adults often say that animation is for children, which is no longer suitable for me. I'm fourteen years old, and it's time to get back to reality.

But I don't think so. Some things are not meaningless, but our lack of discovery. Animation is not naive, because it records our memories in a special way. "Even if it is painful, even if it is happy, memories are very important things that I don't want to give up!" This is what the hero said in an anime. He's right, because memories make us who we are.

Some people say that I am stupid, and only boring people will be interested in this kind of thing. However, if it is really boring, then why are so many people unwilling to give up? Animation can describe a well-known truth to us in a novel way, and heal our hearts with soft voices. Let's find a little fantasy in this real world.

"What will happen when the snow melts?" Mr. Featherbird asked.

"It's spring ..." The little head replied.

Everyone thought that the snow melted into water, but they never thought that after the snow melted into water, they would water the earth with their own bodies, so that the earth would become vibrant again and usher in spring. How great it is that the coldest thing in the world has become the best season. But people only think that snow is cold.

Animation, like fireflies in this world, is numerous but not chaotic; Shiny, not dazzling. I am willing to step into the forest of fireflies like this. Even if I become a clown who refuses to take off my mask, even if I become a fool who has fallen because of the past, even if I get lost in the forest and become a desperate and wailing believer, then I will hold the flowers and the moon in my arms and move on, becoming a person who is burned by fire but becomes the most dazzling star in the starry sky like a scorpion on the night of the Galaxy Railway.

In my world, I want to walk with fireflies.

Walking with me Composition 2 The morning sun shines on the playground, the crystal dew shines, and the early bird stands on the branch and begins to sing a new day.

I ran with him on the playground in the morning. We both have the same pace frequency, and the staggered breathing is an audio-visual symphony. This is, he asked me, "Do you remember our agreement?"

At that time, we were still in primary school and were best friends. We all like playing basketball, and our complementary personalities make it easier for us to get along. A week before the end of the sixth grade, I made an agreement with him to study hard and be admitted to the same junior high school. The same high school; The same university, playing basketball together. I agreed without thinking.

We worked very hard that week. Many things happen, and we all entered the same junior high school. Unfortunately, they are not in the same class.

"Of course, come on, don't fall behind." After that, the foot climbed up and overtook him, but it was caught up in a short time. "How could it fall?" He looked at me proudly.

In junior high school, we meet less and less every time. In a blink of an eye, it's already the second day. The pressure of study and the increase of subjects are like a towering mountain between me and him. I can only hear his progress, but I don't know if he is with me.

Unconsciously, the rubber runway at the foot evolved into a dirt road, and the morning sun was covered by clouds. The sky is gray, and the drizzle wets the dirt road. The road ahead is very difficult. The footsteps on the grille are looming, and I don't know if it's over or behind. I can't see or hear.

Tired body, heavy footsteps. I seem to be stuck in this quagmire.

When I was about to sleep in the mire, I heard his cry. "Don't forget the agreement!" I heard it, I heard it, and the footsteps gradually sounded. The fog is dissipating, the mountain is collapsing, I see it, I see it, he has been walking with me, even if I am in the mire, he is still waiting for me.

He held out a hand. "We agreed to study together, be admitted to the same high school university and play basketball together, but we can't go back on our word." I grabbed the hand and said, "Of course not, don't be dumped by me."

"Let's run again, it's still early." I suddenly said. He didn't say anything, just followed me, the same pace, the same pace, staggered breathing. He's coming with me.

Walk with me Composition 3 Love blooms here, no matter how far away, fragrance walks with me.

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When she was a child, her love was an umbrella. Our family has the concept of son preference, and it happens that there is a cousin above me. So, all the unfairness happened to me. She went to buy vegetables and asked grandma to take care of me. Grandma didn't keep her promise after she left home. She hugged my cousin, gave her cookies and milk, and let me cry there. She finally came back, watching grandma holding her cousin, hearing my crying, and everything understood. She held me tightly in her arms and cried with me, wiping my tears with a paper towel while crying. Say, "Baby, it's all your mother's fault, which makes you feel wronged." When you grow up, you should study hard and surpass your cousin so that they will regret what they did today. "I stopped crying and looked at her with watery eyes. Seems to be responding. Yes, this umbrella helps me to resist tears and pain.

Senior one and senior two, her love lies in songs and thumbs. Often due to poor health, you will get sick. Sick, strangely, always active at night. "Cough, cough, cough" I coughed. Really, I usually sleep like a pig, but today I was awakened by my weak voice. "Are you okay? Shall I take your temperature? " I nodded. "Ah, go to the hospital at the age of 39." Lying in a hospital bed. A disinfectant that smells disgusting. Even thousands of sheep can't sleep. She read my mind and hummed a tune. This sound, like the smell of carnations in front of the window, filled the whole room and made me sleep peacefully. Although I often take leave during school, I have never missed a class. She gave me a thumbs-up for this and has always been proud of it.

A little older, her love has changed, and it is astringent. She divorced my dad and raised a family by herself. I can't walk hand in hand in the brilliant sunset as before; Teach me to cook in a kitchen full of oil fumes. Choose a cat ear from the bean leaves for me to play with. She needs to be a pillar. Now, she pays little attention to my mood and nags a few words because of boredom. The good old days are over. But I can still find traces of love in her words and deeds. After school on Friday, I was greeted by her bright smile. I went to school on Monday and was greeted by her own breakfast.

The school has opened a dormitory, and she and I are seven miles apart, but her love continues to accompany me, from childhood to adulthood.

Because of her love, just like that sentence, whether you are here or not, whether you come or not. I love you silently here, and let the fragrance of love accompany you.

The ancients said: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a golden house in the book." And I think that "books have their own self-cultivation, and books have their own inspirational stones." Books are the key to open the door of knowledge; The book is a seed, which dyed the heart of the green desert red; Books are the guide of voyage, leading us to the other side of the ideal.

Since birth, we have been dealing with language, which has laid a good foundation for reading. When I was two or three, my parents taught me to read and write my own name. When I was four or five years old, I was able to recite 100 poems. Since then, books have been with me like shadows.

When I was six or seven years old, I knew most words. So, I'm fascinated by fairy tales, and it's hard to put them down when I read them. Even when eating, I have to be fed by my father or mother while reading, and I don't go to bed until I hear fairy tales at night. In this way, people in fairy tales often come into my dreams: I sing with Snow White and the seven dwarfs dance for us; Cinderella and I went to the dance together and faced her vicious stepmother together; I also swam in the cold river with the ugly duckling and watched it turn into a beautiful white swan day by day ... There are joys and sorrows in the fairy tale world, but the endings are all happy and satisfactory, which brings me an optimistic attitude towards life.

When I was in grade three or four, I fell in love with fables. I just thought it was interesting at first, but I couldn't really understand its meaning. Fortunately, my mother patiently explained, and gradually I not only understood, but also realized some truth: "Better late than never" taught me that it doesn't matter if I make mistakes, but it is important to correct them in time. Waiting for the rabbit taught me not to wait for the pie to fall from the sky, but to work hard and exchange labor for fruit. Pulling out the seedlings to encourage me to learn not to rush for success, but to respect the objective laws of things ...

Growing up, I left a lot of things, but what I never left was books. Books bring me happiness, books teach me truth, and books make me strong enough.

Books are not only good teachers and friends, but also nourishing products that we can't live without. It makes a dull life full of fun and makes us ignorant people wise. It is the lubricating oil of life and the flavoring agent of life.

This life is destined to be accompanied by books, and this life is destined to walk with books.

On a night as thick as ink splashing, a bright moon hangs quietly on the horizon, elegant and quiet. The noise of the city has receded, and the quiet night is so unforgettable.

I stood by the window and looked out, but it reminded me of the past, the time I spent with my grandmother, and the bits and pieces of love.

When I was a child, my grandmother always tried to take care of me. Every day on the way to school, she always holds my hand tightly. Those calloused hands are so old and thin, but they are so warm and familiar. She used her body to resist the cold for me and left from the finish line. The road of her peers was full of her love. She always insisted on sending me to school every day, just to protect me all the time. Looking at her old figure, I seem to read a love song.

Grandma at that time, because of me, seemed to have inexhaustible strength. My family used to live on the ninth floor and there was no elevator. When I was a child, whenever I spoiled and said that I couldn't walk, my grandmother would smile and carry me upstairs. On the ninth floor, she left without regrets. My parents weren't at home that day, just me and grandma. When I was a child, I slept at home, and my grandmother went out to throw garbage when she saw me asleep. The door was gently pushed open, and a gust of wind blew, slamming the door and locking my grandmother out without a key.

At this time, she instinctively thought of me, fearing that I would be afraid at home and that I would get up and cry. She ran to the neighbor's house, climbed the neighbor's windowsill and crossed my windowsill, and entered the house in this way. The ninth floor is high, and my grandmother works high above the ground for me. She climbed up the window frame with old hands and struggled to come over. It is as light and sensitive as young people's skills, but it makes me feel scared and warm. This love has been lingering around me.

Those bits and pieces will never dry up, and grandma is not afraid to buy a golden rabbit I like everywhere; I lay on the windowsill blowing bubbles and throwing toys out of the window. My grandmother was afraid that I would cry, so she went downstairs to pick it up and sent it back to me in a hurry ... These things piled up in my mind like silhouettes, weaving a colorful dream. From childhood to love, I never stopped, growing up with me.

Eight months and six days, grandma left me for so long that she will never come back. The rabbit is still on my desk. Whenever I see it, it is still a warm feeling. I know that grandma's love will never be absent when I grow up, because she said that she will always be by my side. I believe!

In my dream, I went back to school many times, and my grandmother always accompanied me. Still that kind of passionate love. If there is another time, please let me hold your hand and walk with me for a lifetime. This is love.

Complacency is the fuse of accidents, and modesty is the paving stone of safety! God is both fair and stingy. He only gives everyone one life, so we must cherish it. In life, safety is closely related to us, and it is like our friends. Be with us day and night, educate us and advise us.

Car accidents are the most common and have the greatest impact on our safety!

One afternoon, I came home from school and suddenly saw a group of people in front of me. Curiosity drove me to find the answer. I finally got to the innermost floor, only to see a drunk walking around, his head was hit with blood and he was still talking nonsense. There was a car parked next to it, and the owner swore at it. After a while, I realized that the drunk didn't look at the walk, and the car came, but he didn't leave, so he crashed into it and hit the car at once. The collision not only hit the head, but also scratched the paint that the owner had just repaired. The owner refuses to accept and calls the police. Finally, the police inspector came, not only did he not convict the owner, but also asked the drunk to apologize to the owner, compensate the owner for the loss and pay a fine. But what can we do? In the final analysis, it is still his fault. If he doesn't drink, cherishes his life and travels safely, will it happen again?

It was a sunny day, and my mother and I were walking in the street. Suddenly, a car whistled past me. When I looked intently, it turned out that it was a boy riding a bicycle and didn't know where to go. Because he rode too fast, he almost hit a pedestrian. Passers-by advised him not to ride so fast, but he refused to listen and continued riding his "flying car", showing pride and contempt on his face from time to time. I thought: this boy may be in a hurry! Why else do you ride so fast? But it is very likely that there will be a traffic accident.

Just as I expected. My mother and I were at a corner, and when we saw a lot of people in the middle of the road, we walked over curiously. "Ammonia I can't help but exclaim. Isn't this the boy who just got on the "flying car"? How did he ... I heard the bystanders say, "Cough! Poor child! I accidentally hit a big truck just now, and even people flew out with the car. " "If the child rides slowly, if the driver drives slowly, if …" No amount of "ifs" can make this withered bud bloom again. The boy's parents don't know how much they care about the child who fell in a pool of blood, but now they can only watch the child leave.

Let the word "traffic safety" take root in our hearts forever, let people all over the world consciously abide by traffic rules, let traffic accidents disappear in our lives forever, and let our tomorrow be full of flowers and sunshine.

Walk with me composition 7 Green life, you and I walk together. This year's summer life has begun again, and a dazzling ray of sunshine shines on the green of life. Uncover the elegance of The Book of Songs from the perspective of "Guan Guan Ji dove, in the river continent", and dig out the exquisiteness of The Songs of Chu from the perspective of "Autumn wind curled up and Dongting Lake waves were under the leaves". The cycle of life and the changes of the century are inseparable from green life. If we can use one less plastic bag in the market; If we can use less disposable chopsticks, cups and other items; If we can cut down one less tree; If we can save a drop of water, electricity and a piece of paper, then the earth will become a vibrant and green world. Our life will be greener and more harmonious.

On August 1 day of this summer vacation, Xiaoping, Xiao Ying and a dozen others and I went to Haoxi River in Incheon Town to clean up the garbage on the surface of Haoxi River. We are divided into three teams, and I am responsible for cleaning up the garbage in the stream. I put my hand into the water again and again to pick up garbage. Suddenly, I slipped and plopped into the dirty mud. I sank deeper and deeper in the water and drank several mouthfuls in a row. As soon as Xiaoping saw it, he immediately called Xiaoying. At this critical moment, the first group of them pulled me out of the water, and I coughed repeatedly after drinking dirty water. We are not afraid of difficulties, bleeding and sweating, just to make the water in Haoxi greener and clearer. Everybody Qi Xin works together, you pick up a little, I pick up a little. Finally, the garbage on the water surface was cleaned up. At this time, the people on the shore gave us a thumbs-up and praised us. Words of praise echoed in our ears for a long time.

On August 2, we got together again, this time to organize the cleaning of the public space of the elderly association. We first pick up the garbage on the ground and throw it into the trash can, and then sweep all the garbage and dust on the ground into the trash can with a broom. In a short time, we cleaned all the venues of the association for the aged. After a while, an old woman came in, and I quickly stepped forward to hold her: "Grandma, be careful of the steps." Grandma smiled and said, "Thank you! I am too old to see clearly. " Grandma took a deep breath and said, "Why is the air so fresh today?" ! Who cleaned it? "After listening to the grandmother, we all laughed, smiled brilliantly and were very happy.

If you were a drop of water, would you nourish a piece of land? If you were a ray of sunshine, would you light up the dark corner? If you are a grain, have you ever given birth to life? If you were a screw, would you stick to your post forever ... This is a famous saying of Lei Feng, and it is also the driving force that inspires us to move forward forever. Green life with you and me will be our eternal topic.

Walking with me composition 8 Safety is a bridge, with laughter and yearning at one end and tears and repentance at the other. It may seem so permanent, but unconsciously, it will come to an end.

Looking at rows of tall buildings and admiring colorful flowers and butterflies, I bathed in the sunshine and counted the cars and pedestrians passing by me. I can't help but be shocked: this century has been so prosperous, and the pace is fast but it has not stopped for a moment. ...

People are getting in a hurry, but they ignore the safety they should pay attention to. A series of harsh and painful news appeared in the entries, and bloody facts were placed in front of people. I don't know how many times we have been reminded to pay attention to safety, but how many people are watching?

I hope people will remember that day as an eternal brand: on that day, a terrible car accident happened on the West Ring Road. A battery car and a truck are driving in the same direction. Suddenly, a motorcycle jumped out of the intersection. The owner of the battery instinctively tried to avoid it, but he leaned over and the truck roared past him. Suddenly, the earth was bright red, and a fresh life left us.

Meditation, his daughter and wife are waiting for his return at home, but only a heartbreaking news. ...

Such things happen to us every day. I can't help but reflect on myself. Have I achieved absolute safety?

I was lost in thought again. ...

Always talking about others, I seem to be a member who doesn't pay attention to safety. Every time after school, I always urge my grandmother to speed up cycling, as if she were racing against time. My grandmother was very careful and stopped at every intersection, but I scolded her regardless of whether there was a car or not and forgot about safety. When my mother's car has only a few seconds of green light left, I will urge my mother to cross the road quickly. Every time my mother slows down and waits, I sit in the back and whisper about the "good" opportunity I just missed. ...

Yes, the original sense of security is actually hidden around us, but we tend to ignore it and move forward like a road, but unconsciously move toward sadness.

In fact, security should be permanent, only vaguely hidden in people's memory. Maybe we should not discuss and blame others too much, but should start from ourselves. Traffic rules are the basis of my change, and safety is the basis of my life. Let safety walk with me.

No matter how many tall buildings, flowers and trees, they can only be used as ornamental objects of life. I hope people can realize that when building scenery, don't forget to look at the road under your feet. Perhaps, inadvertently, you will come to the end of the bridge.

I am a middle school student. First of all, I need to know: What is low carbon? Low-carbon life refers to reducing energy consumption in daily life, thereby reducing carbon consumption, especially the reduction of carbon dioxide. We should actively advocate a "low-carbon life", starting with electricity, oil and solar terms, and starting with small things. In other words, low-carbon life is a lifestyle with lower energy and consumption, and communication with nature is very simple.

Low carbon should start with small things.

"Carbon footprint" is a new term, which means a person's "carbon consumption". The more carbon is consumed, the more carbon dioxide is produced as a killer of global warming. In other words, "carbon footprint" refers to the impact of a person's energy consciousness and behavior on nature.

My low-carbon trick is: we can't change nature, but we can change our habits a little bit. When we are using the computer, if we don't use it for a long time, then we can put the computer on standby and unplug the unused roommates. And if you don't use the computer for a short time, the sleep mode using the computer is the best, and the energy consumption can be reduced by less than 50%. In addition, it is best to turn off the stereo when not in use, and the brightness of the display can also be lowered.

At present, the average standby energy consumption of household appliances in each city is equivalent to using a 15 watt ever-burning lamp. Because the electrical appliances are turned off and unplugged, the whole country wastes electricity every year.

Not only that, we don't need disposable chopsticks, bring reusable shopping bags and take fewer elevators. These are all good ways to reduce carbon emissions. We just need to change our habits a little.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are very important. As middle school students in the new era, they must go to school. There are many locals in the city. These people have got a driver's license, but they haven't bought a car yet. They saw that automobile exhaust can emit a lot of carbon dioxide, which strengthened their determination to travel by public transport. And the subway in Qingdao is almost finished. Scientific explanation: every liter of gasoline consumed will produce 2. 7 kilograms of carbon dioxide, owning a private car is undoubtedly a high-carbon life. If you really need to travel by car, you may wish to "low carbon" by replacing the air filter in time, maintaining proper tire pressure, and turning off the engine in time, so that the fuel consumption of each car can be reduced by about 180 liters per year, and the carbon dioxide emission can be reduced by 400 kilograms accordingly.

To sum up, the tips of low-carbon life actually start from small things.

Writing 10 dreams with me is an ideal, a strength and a vision, and the road to finding dreams starts from your feet and your ordinary study life. We should give our dream a solid fulcrum, otherwise it will become a fantasy, and the dream is the power of our hope.

Everyone should have their own dreams. If you have a dream, you can have a head start and keep moving forward towards your dream. I also have my own dream, and for this dream, I am constantly fighting for my dream. My dream is to be a teacher. When I was a child, the image of the teacher in my heart was very tall, with a sense of dignity and sacredness, and I respected the teacher more. So I will study hard for my dream, and my dream has never changed for so many years. However, once, my dream was almost extinguished. That was when I was in the sixth grade. Because I was very playful for a while, I couldn't hold my heart when I was about to take the exam, so my exam results were also very poor. At that time, I was extremely depressed, thinking that I would go on like this and my dream would never come true. So I feel inferior. No matter how the teacher talks to me, I still feel inferior and don't believe I can. Mother said, "Have you forgotten your dream? How can you be so depressed after a bad exam? Don't you want to dream? " I said sadly, "I think!" " With such poor grades, what dreams are there! There must be no hope, that's all. "I thought my mother would scold me, but she said calmly," Son, everyone should have their own dreams, and only with dreams can there be hope. However, there are setbacks in the process of realizing your dreams, and you can't give up your dreams because of this little setback. Now, as long as you are willing to correct them, the fire of hope will be rekindled. "I just looked at my mother, yes, I can't give up my dream because of this little failure, I will stick to it!

Since then, I have worked hard and studied hard, and finally caught up with my previous achievements. I am very happy, because I worked hard and I succeeded!

My dream is to walk with me, and there will be setbacks on the way to realize my dream, but what is that little setback? As long as we are willing to work hard, we will succeed and realize our dreams. We should make unremitting efforts for our dreams!