Composition "Pagoda" 400-word composition

Composition "Pagoda" 400-word composition The annual Spring Festival is coming. The Spring Festival is a traditional festival of the Chinese nation. Every household is decorated with lanterns and decorated with Spring Festival couplets, and firecrackers are everywhere in the streets and alleys. My sister and I went to see the Spring Festival couplets. Every family has different words, but they all reflect auspicious wishes. On New Year's Eve, every household is watching the Spring Festival Gala. When it is zero. ...

400-word evaluation of composition

The composition exam is over. Although it is a simulation, the posture is a real knife and a real gun. Not only should the invigilator be rotated, but also the examination papers should be sealed and the results exchanged, so we have to be serious. But what about my composition? One is serious. It's too rigid, no matter what you write, the final outcome boils down to understanding a big truth, being deeply inspired and promoted to the height of political thought. What you see in children's compositions is the profound trace of parents' and teachers' education. Children are not expressing their true feelings, but to cater to the teacher's education, to cater to the exam, to talk empty words and to talk cliché s.

There is also a way to go its own way and let others talk. The compositions of the fourth-grade students are uneven. After an hour and a half of writing, some students only wrote about 100 words, and the content was extremely brief. They handed in their papers calmly before they finished writing. Some students are eloquent with 500 words. The requirement of composition is to write your favorite game. This is a subject that students are familiar with. Which child didn't grow up in the game? It should be handy to write, but it is not. A game written by a student turned out to be a "fart" carefully placed in a plastic bag and placed in the yard. I don't know what kind of mood he is in to recall and write. It's really boring There are quite a few children who simply or wordily wrote the rules of the game, but did not vividly reproduce the scene of playing the game, so the words "like" and "happy" at the end make people feel stiff and far-fetched. In fact, it is not that children have no life, and writing a composition is not to make them cook without rice, but that they lack the ability to observe the taste of life and the delicate feeling. For example, most people choose to write the game of "throwing sandbags", and the focus should be on the wonderful actions of the offensive and defensive personnel. However, most of the articles do not describe any movements, but are the names of various moves and rules, such as "* * * light", "ruby", "sapphire", "earthquake", 10 life "and so on, as well as" Oh! At the end of the article, there is a short article entitled "Shame or throw away sandbags", which makes me laugh and cry. This article contains Chinese characters, pinyin, repeated English words "how" and "my gad", and comments on online words "embarrassed" and "hehe". At the end of the article, there even appeared "seven words are omitted here". I remember laughing when I read Zhao Benshan's sketch, but I couldn't laugh when I read this composition. Is this an imitation show or an alternative new composition? I have never opposed innovation and alternative composition, but it can only be called innovation if there is substantial content and unique ideological connotation in the text. If it is only the superficial pursuit of popularity, it is not very personal, and even makes people feel superficial and tacky.

Even the composition exam has become fun and funny. Is this a negative influence of the internet or entertainment, or is it a misunderstanding of children? Of course, it is nothing to joke about it at ordinary times, but as an exam, it is not serious enough and does not reflect the real composition level. So what is the writing level of children? What can he write without teasing? Many children's written language is getting worse and simpler. Every time I leave homework and write sentences with new words, the sentences written by children are very short, with only subjects and predicates. In children's minds, if elegant and rich things are not occupied, then low-level and shallow things will take advantage of it. When children don't know what literature is and what classics are, and they don't have the ability to distinguish and appreciate, proper reading guidance is the most important, and it is most necessary to help children filter social information on the Internet.

Judging the composition makes me feel a little heavy, even worrying about the country and the people. We can see the future of the country through today's children. As the people of a country, how sad it will be if we can't find the profound charm of the motherland's language and writing and can't use it properly! It can be seen that it is difficult to be a competent and responsible Chinese teacher, and it is even more difficult to be a teacher who makes students love Chinese, love writing and know how to write.

Writing the Lost Pen (classmate) 500-word composition (20 compositions) At noon this day, a classmate in our class couldn't find his pen. I heard from his deskmate that he lost four pens!

In class, I found that classmate crying.

After class, the teacher decided to conduct a big "search" to help the classmate find a pen.

In a blink of an eye, the class will start again, but the teacher has not helped the students find the "lost" pen, and the teacher has not finished the "search" because he has not finished checking all the students.

The teacher looked at me when she walked towards me. "If you do nothing wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking at the door." I took out my schoolbag for the teacher to check. The teacher rummaged through my schoolbag, looked at my pencil case again, found nothing, and nodded with satisfaction.

After a long time, the inspection was finally over, but the classmate's pen was not found. So the teacher told everyone: "Everyone may not have passed the exam, and I hope so." I am also glad that I didn't find the lost pen, because it may also prove that my classmates are honest and good children, and no one really took his pen; I'm not happy either, for the classmate who lost his pen. He may be a little disappointed. But I'd rather have his pen outside. I hope he will be more careful next time and not do it again. However, the teacher still wants to give everyone a word:' Be honest. If you take it away, please quietly put the pen back in his pencil box. "。

Honest and conscientious. I firmly remember the teacher's instruction. I hope the students who lost their pens and the whole class can also remember the teacher's words.

How many compositions are there in the composition collection? 35 35 There are at least 9 components and at most 14 components.

Three compositions about writing about the moon. 1, enjoy the moon

I love the moon, her purity, her eternity and her mystery.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. In order to watch the moon rise, I go out early at night and wait for the moon to rise.

At this time, the sky is getting dark and the earth is shrouded in a hazy night. Moon girl quietly showed a round smiling face and looked down at the vast earth. Villages, mountains and rivers, fields, like a lifelike jade carving, are solemn and beautiful.

The river that has been running for a whole day flows slowly in the bright moonlight. The evening breeze is blowing, sparkling, just like countless small fish chasing and jumping on the water. There are many people enjoying the cool and relaxing on the beach by the river. Even songs, laughter and sounds are as soft and harmonious as the moon.

The moon rises higher and higher, and has climbed to the top of the building. She looked down at the earth and shone brightly. When the bright moon was in the sky, I narrowed my eyes and really saw the vague scenery in the bright moon. Is it a mountain? Is it water? Is it the sky? Is it a cloud? Or my shadow?

"Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When was Jiangyue photographed at the beginning of the year?" Although I am not the first person to see the moon, one thing is certain, that is, the selflessness of the moon, the silent dedication of the moon, and the mystery that she has prompted mankind to explore constantly. Perhaps, the black spots on the moon are mountains with hidden treasures, waiting for us to develop them.

Ah, the moon, you are a gurgling stream, always bringing people living water of emotion. You are the doting son of literati in past dynasties, making their words youthful and brilliant for thousands of years. You have been with humans for a long time, and the sea has changed and the mountains have leveled off. Your rich experience and the beauty of your wind and frost make the world always like a monk facing the Tao-out of reach. Your purity, eternity and mystery will always be favored in the long river of time and space, winning the infinite attachment and praise of the world.

Step 2 enjoy the moon

It's really boring to be idle at night. Just take a walk in the Woods behind the school and enjoy the beauty of the night alone. Looking up at the silent night sky, the lovely moon slowly climbed into the air from behind the treetops, bright and round, like a jade plate. The gentle moonlight poured down like running water, as if slipping through a sweet piano sound.

Being in such a beautiful moonlight, I can't help thinking of many descriptions of the moon in ancient poems.

There is a saying in the Book of Songs, "When there is a bright moon, many people are crowded". The bright moonlight has become the best ornament to dress up beautiful women. "On the willow shoots and the moon, people meet after dusk", and the spirit moon is the witness of beautiful love. "The moon is like an urchin, and the bird is startled, and the spring sounds." The moon is like an urchin, and it is a good dream.

"Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us." When we are lonely, the moon is our faithful partner. "Looking up, I found that it was moonlight, and when I sank back again, I suddenly thought of home." Month is our deep yearning for our hometown. "Who sees the moon at the first sight by the river, and the moon shines on people at the beginning of the river" is our distant speculation on the origin of mankind.

When the month appears in the night sky, it always attracts our eyes, stimulates our thinking and blooms our emotions. Let's go crazy for it, go crazy for it, cheer for it, and feel sorry for it. It's so dazzling, so charming. However, when we look up at the bright moon, who will pay attention to the sun that silently gives it bright support behind it?

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the bright moon is still shining in the sky, just more round and brighter, but my eyes are looking at the distant night sky behind the "bright moon" through dazzling light.

3. Writing about the Moon

Some people like shining stars, some people like mysterious white fog, some people like thin and continuous spring rain, some people like white and soft clouds, and I like the pure and beautiful moon best.

The moon is not as bright as the sun, nor as soft as the spring breeze, but it also has its own unique side.

Su Shi put it well: "I hope people will live for a long time and have a beautiful scenery thousands of miles away!" Since ancient times, the moon has been the object of many literati writing to express homesickness. Every reunion festival, watching other people's families reunite, I am alone, only missing, staring at the full moon, telling the anguish in my heart. So many poets have left many good nouns and sentences.

For me, the moon is not only an object to talk to, but also a natural phenomenon that I have always liked.

The moon is silvery white, somewhat transparent, like a jade carving, pure and flawless. When the moon is short, it looks like a boat. On her, you can go to the beautiful night sky, play with the stars and talk to the silent night. At the full moon, it looks more beautiful, without any flaws, like beautiful jade, as dazzling as crystal, and the moonlight is so soft and crystal clear. In her light, everything in time turned silvery white, shining like silver, and everything seemed so harmonious and beautiful.

Sometimes, I imagine myself becoming a little star and coming to the moon. Feeling the cold body of the moon, washing the breath of the moon and breathing the cool cold make people feel refreshed and comfortable. I even want to hear the beautiful stories told by the moon for thousands of years. In these stories, I spent a long night with the moon.

The night sky is bright because of the moon, and the night road is bright because of the moon. I am happy because of the moon!

350-word composition: Why did I laugh at the 350-word composition? I also laughed at the composition.

In the paradise of memory, there are many twinkling stars, the brightest of which is the last time I learned to fry shredded potatoes. Think about it and be elated.

Just last Sunday morning, when I was doing my homework at home, I suddenly felt empty, but it's not time for dinner yet. Where can I eat? So I said to my mother, "Mom, please teach me how to fry shredded potatoes!" "Mom said happily," ok! "

When I first started peeling potatoes, my mother put the peeling knife and potatoes in my hand and said, "You peel them first." I said confidently: OK! I just started peeling potatoes, but no matter how I peel them, I always lose them. At this moment, my mother said, "Let me show you." I saw my mother's demonstration and got the message. My mother said to me, "Please try again." After that, I took a peeling knife and peeled all the potatoes with one knife.

I started to cut potatoes. I trembled with fear from the knife. When I cut potatoes, the potatoes rolled around like naughty children, and some of them were cut unevenly. Looking at the potatoes I cut, I feel very sad. My mother saw through my heart and said, "I didn't cut as well as you before." I listened with confidence, and finally the incision was even in size.

I started frying. I turned on the liquefied gas. Fire is like a blooming flower, which soon explodes.

I took a bite of crispy shredded potatoes and said, "It's delicious." Mother went on to say, "You will be a good cook when you grow up." After listening to this, I was all smiles!

A 400-word composition about Thanksgiving 400 has no title: "Thanksgiving parents"

"Grateful heart, grateful to have you, accompany me all my life, let me have the courage to sit by myself. Grateful heart, thank fate, bloom flowers fall, I will cherish ... "

Every time I hear this touching song, I can't help thinking of my parents who raised me for ten years. In these ten years, they took care of me in every possible way, taught me knowledge, taught me the truth of being a man, and trained me from a newborn baby to a clever and sensible girl. Years are long and sparkling, but only the love of parents remains unchanged. The love of parents is as deep as the sea and as heavy as Mount Tai. One scene after another often echoes in my mind.

Thank my parents for encouraging me, comforting me and giving me courage when I am frustrated, so that I can build up confidence and face difficulties bravely. I remember a math exam, and I only got 85 points. I came home depressed, my homework was not done well, and my meal was not delicious. My mother saw my abnormality and sat next to me and asked me why. I told my mother the truth about the exam in detail. What I didn't expect was that instead of criticizing me, my mother comforted me and said, "Good boy, a failure doesn't mean that you are not excellent. You should analyze the reasons carefully and know what is wrong. This is progress. " After listening to my mother, my mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

Father's love is not as sweet as mother's love, and it is as selfless and great as mother's love. I thank my father for his stern and unknown love, although sometimes I can't understand it. I will never forget that time. The teacher assigned a task of finding information. There was a lot of homework that day. It's past 9 pm, but I haven't finished my homework yet. I want my father to help me find information. This assignment is not important anyway. But when I told dad, dad didn't seem to hear me. At that time, I was very angry and thought my father was a cheapskate and refused to help. As time went on, I gradually understood my father's intention. My father wants to tell me to do my own thing.

Sweet kisses, cups of fragrant hot milk, encouraging eyes, encouraging words. . . Parents' silent love is countless.

600 words of gratitude to parents' composition (2)

Thanksgiving parents parents taught us to say the first sentence; Teach us to write the first word; Teach us how to take the first step in life ... Our parents care about us, encourage us and accompany us to grow up. ...

In the military training of the first grade, we took part in a weeding activity. When the coach told us to rest, we were all half tired. After listening to the instructor's words, we all sat underground with joy.

However, * * * had to stand up before sitting hot-ordered by the instructor. The instructor asked us if we were tired, and we all said that we were very tired. But the instructor said, "You are tired if you pull out so little grass. Have you ever thought about your parents, who work from morning till night? " Yes, my parents never say that they are tired from dawn to dark every day. How can you say you are tired after pulling up so little grass? In summer, my father planted rice seedlings in the scorching sun; When harvesting in autumn, in order to save some money, parents did not let the harvester cut by itself, which lasted for many days. Did they say they were tired?

When drying rice, my mother let me have a look at the rice. Don't let the bird eat it, so I'm in trouble ... Have I thought about my parents' feelings? During the military training, we also had a class of "gratitude and determination". I was chosen as the little leader. As long as any classmate makes a mistake, I will be punished. I've been running since the first lap-thinking that some students always make mistakes. The first time I ran in front of my classmates, I saw that they were crying. Many classmates asked to run for me, but I didn't. This reminds me of my parents. They always work so hard every day. They never ask for leave and have no real rest. I told them to rest and not to be too tired, but my parents didn't agree. Some people say that they want to buy a big house to repay their parents when they grow up; Some people say that they will buy a car for their parents in the future; Some people say that they will make a lot of money in the future, and they will buy their parents anything they want to make them happy ... they always ignore many things around them.

What parents really want is our love. Parents are sick, we bring a glass of water, care about it, and parents will be happy; Parents will be very happy if we help them do some housework when they come back from hard work. When we get ideal results in the exam, our parents will be happier if we tell them.

Lu Zhi Water Eight Immortals Travel Notes Composition! Composition! Composition! Today, the school organized to help farmers grow flowers, and the teacher took me to plant flowers in the field. I am very excited and can't wait to get on the bus. The bus started with a whoosh, driving very fast, like an arrow leaving the string! I thought all the way: where do flowers grow? Does it grow on the tree like an apple? Or grow on the shelf like a loofah?

After a while, we came to the field. When I look around, farmers are busy in the fields, but where do the flowers grow? The teacher saw it, touched my head and said with a smile, "silly child, the fruit of peanuts grows in the ground."

We began to scratch the surface. The teacher showed me first, and I followed suit. Because the strength is too small, it is very difficult to plan. But I still didn't give up, because I knew persistence was victory. I moved the root of a peanut, and then pulled it hard, and the peanut was pulled up. I shouted excitedly: "Look, I am * *!" I just planed, planed and pulled, and in a short time, I was sweating and panting. At this time, I thought of an ancient poem, "Cut the grain at noon, sweat drips down the soil ..." At this time, I really understood the hardship of the farmer's uncle.

I am the best! Beautiful Qin 'an, my lovely hometown, you are like a bright pearl embedded in the land of Longyuan.

Qin 'an is known as the hometown of peaches. In the early spring, the swallows returned, and the peach trees in their hometown were covered with new buds, as dense as the stars in the night sky.

In March, peach trees in my hometown are in bud, and some of them have already opened pink smiling faces. Waves of flowers come in, which makes people feel high.

In summer, peach trees are full of fruits, and their branches are bent by red peaches. Many tourists are intoxicated with peaches in their hometown. In the street, the farmer's uncle was shouting with baskets of peaches. Passers-by always buy some to taste. Peaches in my hometown will also be sent to all parts of the country, so that people all over the country can taste this kind of "peach"! This is really "there are flat peaches of the Queen Mother in the world and peaches of Qin 'an on the ground"!

Qin 'an is also one of the birthplaces of ancient national culture, with a long cultural history of 8000 years.

Located on the banks of Qingshui River, Dadiwan is surrounded by green terraces and lush forests. In the ruins of Dadiwan, there are thatched cottages where ancestors once lived, which represent the civilization of human society.

During the tourist season, tourists come in an endless stream, from which people can appreciate the culture of our Dadiwan.

Ah! Beautiful Qin 'an, your lovely natural landscape and ancient history and culture make people linger.

What kind of composition is to protect the environment: write a story, write a landscape, write an imaginary composition, write a topic, write a picture, write a prose poem, which is a topic composition, a typical argumentative theme, and of course, write a narrative.