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The composition is about 600 words, which is pleasing to the eye

I have written several such compositions for your reference.

1 The sunshine spread out, which made me very happy.

It's another sunny afternoon. I sat on the wide swing in the yard and sang. The fragrance is thin, the vines are full of flowers, and the ruby yellow core and crimson petals complement each other, setting off a touch of joy. This is grandpa's paradise.

I often like to stay in this small yard, listening to birds singing, fiddling with flowers and listening to grandpa's call.

See grandpa immediately grinned and said, "naughty boy, if you tease flowers like this, bees will sting you." Say, touch my head with one hand. My hands are full of dew. Under the sunshine, the sky is high and the clouds are light, with a faint fragrance, I pounce on my nose. I felt a tender feeling in my heart, but I smiled and didn't think much.

Flowers are colorful, just like the giggling pleasure of holding a lollipop in one hand and pulling my grandfather in the other, but they told me to be quiet, not like when I was a child.

Charan, I'm watching. My grandfather is slow and thin. Not far away, it seems to be a big tree, its branches are bathed in sunshine and very peaceful.

Thoughts flying, once, a silent figure, contains profound meaning.

Wearing a bell around her neck, holding grandpa's hand, Lingling walked all the way, enjoying the innocence of her childhood.

He held my hand tightly and his temples were blown away. He looked at me with a little smile.

However, I am willing to meet his eyes, hold his hand and enjoy the warmth of being cared for.

So, I saw the spring between my grandfather's eyebrows, which aroused each other's smiles.

Today's grandfather, still silent, stands behind a thin figure with deep love.

He doesn't know how to convey this beautiful love, is it the hope in front of polished floor-to-ceiling glass, or the gaze in a strong tea, or the shallow smile in a small garden?

Pass it on, turn that full love into a silent touch behind me, and my heart is full of joy.

The wind is blowing like gentle rain.

Grandpa smiled, and I smiled. In the warm sunshine, grandpa's teeth sparkled and his heart was full of joy.

The third day of Shanghai Luochuan School in Putuo District, Shanghai: dreaming.

Green leaves are becoming more and more colorful under the moisture of rain and dew; Red flowers become more colorful in the sunshine bath. When immersed in the family atmosphere, you get more growth-beautiful growth in your heart.

I still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, and the weather was sunny. The bright moon hangs in the sky with a faint halo. The clouds in the sky are all gathered together, and the moon shines like silk through this thin smoke. Or shine like pearls on the lake, or cover the whole lawn with silver gauze like cicadas. The lake in the distance is dotted with sporadic boats, and the swaying lights add a bit of poetry to this quiet picture.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, it is laughing. A family of five sat together, chatting about the past. Listening to my grandfather's story about farmland, my mother laughed at my anecdote when I was a child. Take a sip of green tea and swallow the usual hustle and bustle; Nuts and honey scattered on the table smell of happiness. The moonlight caressed my face, and I felt flattered and beautiful for this family.

But then, everyone got busy. Grandparents go back to their hometown because of the past, and parents often work hard outside because of their busy work. It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, and I'm alone. I don't know when my family left me alone. Because I don't understand, this indifference to my family crawled into my heart.

At night, every family is brightly lit, talking and laughing. I am the only one walking in the street. Clouds float into the distance in the breeze, as if to convey blessings to people.

Walking home slowly, there was a letter from my hometown in the mailbox, which was sent by my grandfather. Not much to say, just a blessing, and remind me that it's cold and put on more clothes.

"Tick-tock", the mobile phone received a short message: "There is your favorite bean paste pie on the coffee table. Just try it. -Mom. "

I suddenly felt relieved. No matter how busy my family is, they always remember me. Aren't they working hard for me?

Come to think of it, the moon is sunny and round, but it is always perfect. Families are separated, but hearts are always together.

Another touch of moonlight touched my face, and I was flattered. I felt beautiful for my family and for my own growth.

Late at night, I sat at my desk silently, staring at my mobile phone with my eyes waiting for a while, and my eyes were full of anxiety. The day before I left school, my classmate Li Yanzi promised to send me a text message tonight. For this message, I put my first kiss in the hidden rules. ...

The mobile phone trembled, a glimmer of light flashed, my heart was pounding and I grabbed it eagerly. That's a message from the son of official's son Li! Looking at the message, at that moment, sadness came from it, and I couldn't stop crying. "What's the matter" and "What's the matter", with a series of eager concerns, my parents, grandparents all crowded into my hut. "Pit dad ~ ~ ~" I handed my mobile phone to my dad and sobbed and said, "I got up earlier than the chicken, slept later than the ghost, and did more than the cow. If you want to write something bitter and bitter, I can write something flattering. If it's not a lie, I can't make it up even if I want to ... "

Looking at the text message, dad smiled. "What a good topic!" "What a good thing! How should I write! " I argued with tears in my eyes. My father touched my head and said, "Son, you were really born in a new society. You grew up under the red flag and soaked in honey. I don't know when you will be blessed! " ! Now look at foreign countries. There are economic crises everywhere, such as Greek crisis, Spanish crisis and Italian crisis. People there are living in dire straits. As for us, the national economy is developing, people's income is stable, and dad's salary has not changed for more than ten years. Think of these, dad, don't mention how beautiful it is! "

Mom also smiled and said, "Yes, son, you do your homework all day and don't know much about the beauty of society." In fact, watching you grow up in those years, my mother was happy for you on the one hand, and felt that she wanted to find someone who was near middle age on the other hand, and her heart was very uncomfortable. Recently, the relevant departments indicated that the retirement age should be raised to 65-68. My mother is very happy. She feels that she is a teenager again. When she thought that she could still be called a young man at the age of 60, her mother smiled in her dream and her heart was full of joy. "

Grandpa coughed and said, "Little girl, what did I think at that time? This topic is somewhat close to life, and it is difficult to write? " Let's say grandpa, after retiring for so many years, I feel old and ill after watching the country's economic development. I can't contribute anything to the construction of the country except using my grandfather's old lungs to help purify some air every morning. I'm worried! Great, the relevant departments say that property tax will be levied, and grandpa can use his meager pension to contribute more taxes to the grand goal of becoming the world's largest economy. I feel proud and happy. "

Grandma wiped away my tears with a paper towel, hugged me and said, "This child, what is the pain of reading?" Grandma was poor when she was a child and couldn't study, but she envied those children who had books to read. Now grandma prepares three meals a day for you at home, and has learned a lot, including aflatoxin soybean milk, clenbuterol pork hydrochloride, phenylpotassium acyl steamed bread, dioxin eggs, melamine milk, sulfur garlic, blue alum cucumber, formaldehyde cabbage, mercury mushroom, formalin beef venetian, Flammulina velutipes with sulfur dioxide, potassium bromate steamed bread, sodium bisulfate formaldehyde vermicelli, Sudan red salted duck eggs, malachite green tea and so on. Grandma looked at the porcelain on the tip of her tongue. There is a lot of food in it. There must be a lot of chemistry knowledge that grandma doesn't know. Grandma will eat until she is old. She wants to be a chemist when she is old. Grandma doesn't want to mention how beautiful she is. "

Listening to my parents' grandparents' persuasion, I was in a good mood and said to them, "I can write. Turn off the lights and rest early." In order to help us attach importance to environmental protection, the relevant departments are preparing to introduce a new electricity price policy, and we should also consciously participate in environmental protection activities. "

In the dark, I think I can study not only in school, but also in cram school. Elementary school can read junior high school books, junior high school can read senior high school books, and I can participate in many competitions. How happy I am! I fell asleep happily with tears in my eyes ...

Ding-ding, "the exam time is still 15 minutes. Please take the time to answer questions. " The harsh voice came from the radio, and the hand holding the fountain pen held the pen tighter, his brow wrinkled unconsciously, and his heart thumped.

"What should I do?" I silently shouted in my heart, there is still one problem to be done, and 15 minutes.

Look at this multiple-choice question in front of me. I have nothing to say except myself. I've done it before, but I just can't do it now. I'm really anxious. Looking at the watch on the table, I couldn't help but feel hot and burst into tears. I wiped my hands on the table with a tissue.

"Ding-ding, there are still five minutes before this exam." It was another harsh voice, and I couldn't help biting myself. At this point, an idea grew in my heart: why not peek at other people's papers? I shook my head, no, as a master, it is wrong to peek at other people's papers, which will make people laugh. But, think about it, who knows? Besides, failing in the exam will make people laugh! Looking at the pointer of the watch, the contradiction in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. I seem to be divided into two parts, one is bright, the other is dark, and the two groups are arguing fiercely.

I shook my head hard to keep calm. I thought of the trust of teachers and classmates, and saw the strong characters on the blackboard: "Honesty test, be a civilized person, then I thought of my mother's loving eyes." ...

"Ding-ding, start winding." I handed the test paper to the teacher with both hands. Yes, I have made up my mind.

The next day, the test paper arrived as scheduled, and the white test paper was printed with bright red 98 points. Although it is not a perfect score, it is not the first, but my heart is still full of joy. Because I didn't throw it away-honesty.

I was flattered by the first place, I was flattered by the success, but now I understand that the source of happiness is not only the first place, but also my success and valuable integrity. Once the first and success will fade with the passage of time, but honesty will always accompany us and make our life better.

The second day of No.1 Middle School in Xuyi County, Huai 'an, Jiangsu Province: In the moonlight, Deyue welcomes students to send their compositions, exercises, diaries and prizes!

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