Composition, good composition, help me find 10 film.

These compositions were picked from the internet. Because it comes from many websites, I won't take the website to the quotation section. Other composition websites in the province say I am unfair.

One:

Reflection after scanning

Not long ago, at the World Table Tennis Championships held in Rotterdam, the Netherlands, China won all the championships again. The word "you" not only contains China team's well-deserved achievement once again, but also contains our reflection on success.

In the world table tennis field, why can it be in a monopoly position for a long time and win the World Table Tennis Championships and the Olympic Games again and again? Some people say that training every day is very hard, while others say that table tennis is a national game with traditional advantages. I think what I want to say is that the "strength" of table tennis in China lies in the scientific and perfect operation system.

A coach of Shichahai Sports School once said: "Our training arrangement is thorough and effective, and you won't see any player doing nothing. Experienced old players will teach young players all kinds of game experience and batting tactics. " What I think from this is to let every element in a team give full play to its own advantages, form a virtuous circle within the team, learn from each other, and maximize operational efficiency. This is the strength of China table tennis team. -System optimization

Not just a team, if this mode of operation is effectively grafted to other areas of society, I think it will definitely work.

In the 1990s, Japan, South Korea and other countries suffered a huge economic crisis in Asia. At this time, large enterprises in both countries vigorously advocated scientific and technological innovation within their enterprises, and combined with their respective traditional industrial advantages, realized the transformation from extensive development mode to intensive development mode, realized the fundamental promotion from labor-led to science and technology-led, and achieved remarkable success.

The story of Tian Ji's horse racing is familiar, and his success is not just like that of the China table tennis team. Its advantage lies in the optimization of structure.

At this moment, the promotion of China's economic field can also learn from its methods. Changing the status quo is not an overnight move, but if we can grasp its development law, optimize its internal factors and encourage innovation, I think China's real strength will be just around the corner.

In recent years, Yao Ming has created the first height in China; Liu Xiang created the first speed in China; Ding Junhui created the first precision in China; And Li Na created the first strength in China! The embodiment of China's strength is the result of China's reform and adjustment of its operating mechanism in the field of sports in recent years.

Winning the championship is not an end, but its value lies in the fact that each person's successful strength has an extremely important role in promoting and drawing lessons from China's future development.

A nation that looks at "success" calmly can gain a truly "deserved" position in the world!

Two:

Creative full score composition: I am a steamed bun baby.

I am a happy steamed bun baby.

In a supermarket, we were kneaded into steamed bread by a steamed bread master and put into a steamer. It was okay at first, but it's getting hotter and hotter in the back, and everyone can't stand it! I only heard them groan one by one. Unexpectedly, I didn't escape this robbery. My heart is getting hotter and hotter, and I feel like I'm about to explode. I cried out in pain. After a long time, we finally lost that feeling, but felt as if we had grown up. At this time, the steamer opened and we were caught out one by one. I found that I was as beautiful as Snow White. Soon, an elderly grandmother came to buy steamed bread, and the steamed bread master sold me to her, so I left everyone and was caught in an unknown place.

I was put on the dining table and a little boy like a greedy cat picked me up. But because it was too hot, I was released at once, and I was rolled to the ground, covered in dust. Suddenly, I changed from Snow White to poor Cinderella, so the little boy picked me up and threw me into the trash can mercilessly.

The trash can stinks and steals, but I see many fellow disciples! They are not good or have the same experience as me. We all feel the same way about what happened to us. Suddenly, an unpleasant smell floated in. When a dirty hand reached in and groped, he touched me and I screamed. The hand picked me up, and I screamed and struggled desperately, but it didn't help. I was put in his pocket by this dirty hand, and the pocket was dirty and black! I tried to stick my head out and see the outside world. Then, I heard the sound of keys, doors and doors, and saw a little girl of four or five years old with tears in her eyes and said, "Dad, I'm hungry!" " "The man took me out. The little girl was overjoyed and hugged me with both hands, but she couldn't bear to eat, saying, "If mom had it, she wouldn't have died." Dad looked at the little girl and cried. He turned and said, "Eat quickly. "Looking at this scene, I cried! The little girl bit me gently and said happily, "Dad, it's so sweet." The man smiled, and the little girl ate half of it, handed me over to the man and said, "Dad, you eat! "! You haven't eaten for days! "The man also had tears in his eyes and said," You eat! Dad is not hungry. " The little girl naively believed her father's "lies". So, he ate me with his big mouth.

A steamed bread may be nothing to everyone, but in the eyes of those hungry people, it is a life-saving thing. Think about the food that everyone loses every day. How many hungry people can you save? I sincerely hope that everyone can cherish every grain of food. I hope everyone will unite to fight hunger.

Three:

The attitude of life

God created everything. He endowed mountains with lofty heights, springs with clear spirit, the sky with boundless vastness, the earth with vastness, roses with beautiful fragrance and amaranth with fresh seasons. Everything has a different posture. When roses and amaranth both stare at themselves with humble eyes and look up at each other with envious and pious eyes, do they realize that their existence is one of the masterpieces of creation?

Life has different attitudes, some are ambitious, and some are practical for no reason; Some are indifferent to the world, and some are proactive; There are successful and outstanding, and there are ordinary and unremarkable ... this is the nature of Taoism. Without right or wrong, how can we measure the life value of the world with only one standard? Rose's life will not be pale because the earth is fleeting, but will only be precious because of it; The life of amaranth will not lose its color because of the ordinary appearance of the earth, but will be more lovely because of the fresh seasons of the earth. The criteria for judging the value of life are inherently complex and diverse. If Confucianism's entry into the WTO is used to satirize the birth of Taoism, and Zhu's adherence to ethics is used to condemn the elegance of the "seven sages of the bamboo forest", what is the significance besides being ridiculous?

I still remember a sentence in A Dream of Red Mansions: "Facing the sky, the noble people in the mountains are glittering and translucent with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world! " The so-called "empty pair" and "unforgettable" are naturally Tsao Gong's feelings. However, if we look at them objectively, then the life values of "nobles in the mountains" and "fairies on earth" are not equal. Baochai is as steady and self-sustaining as Gao Shi, and Daiyu is as pure and free from vulgarity as Shu Xian. Both are noble interests and temperament. What is the difference between the two if personal emotional factors are put aside? The same is true between roses and amaranth, which are two completely different attitudes towards life. It is impossible to be "noble" and "humble", so why should we insist on reaching a formal agreement? Beauty and fragrance die early, but the season is fresher than ordinary seasons. It is originally a question of "different people have different opinions", so where did it come from?

Russell once said: "Unequal polymorphism is the source of happiness." The same is true in life. Ross's life value and happiness were all acquired in her heyday. Amaranth's life value and happiness are obtained in her calm but lively life, and the difference between them constitutes a patchwork sense of beauty in life. If it is arbitrarily unified into a model, then there is little left in life except monotony, right?

God has chosen different life situations and postures for everything in the world. However, no matter what situation we are in, as long as we do ourselves well, we can all have an elegant smile and a rich life.

Four:

Face? People? spirit

The ever-changing world contains ever-changing faces and ever-changing spirits.

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The geese crossing the clouds are still calling to the moon, and the sheep on Gansu belong to the grassland.

Did you see that jingling face by the lake Belga?

"The geese crossing the clouds are still calling to the moon, and the sheep on Longshang are grass." Su Wu was a shepherd for nineteen years. When he went there, Jeff had lost his bright color, and the young envoys were all white-haired. However, what has not changed with the passage of time is the feelings of serving the country, not being tempted by fame and fortune, not giving in to arrogance, always keeping the heart clean, the gentleman's clank of iron, and the purity of his fist.

That thin face also lives forever in people's mind dictionary because it is full of the meaning of serving the country.

A pen admonishes the current politics, and the heart is a lifetime, and thousands of families compete to spread the new Yuefu.

When the West Lake builds a dike, God returns to Dongluo, and the old poet worships forever.

Life is only a few decades, but why did Bai Juyi go through thousands of years, so that future generations will always admire and admire him? Spirit, that pale face is full of spirit, and dares to write poems about human sufferings. In a secular world, in a world where the spirit succumbs to the powerful, he defends the innocence of his mind and insists on his beliefs. History remembers him, and so do those who create it. The yellowed history books contain the fragrance of life and his inner light.

That pale face lit up every corner of the world like a bright moon.

Honest and clean, to be inspiring.

You are worried about me and angry, writing the glory of history.

Who played the swan song of Historical Records and sang the rhyme of Li Sao? It's that face full of fortitude.

Once in such a sinister environment, he endured the ridicule of the world and inner pain. Tai Shigong, on the other hand, wrote the vicissitudes of two thousand years with his extraordinary pen, firm heart and upright heart. As a result, his name and his immortal works went down in history, and the face with two tears was also deposited in the long river of history with his spirit, leaving a glorious evaluation of him by later generations: integrity, being with the general, being angry and worried about the country, and writing a history of faith.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Under the dim light, that face was full of parting thoughts, but it was all out of love for the motherland, friends and relatives ... so all the sadness was dissolved in the continuous rain, which was particularly ethereal.

The sound of rain hitting banana leaves always makes people feel a little sad and sad. On the eaves of the poet's window, raindrops fall, and the splash is always broken immediately. People's hearts are always fragile and can't stand too much dispersion. On this lonely rainy night, the motherland, friendship and affection are the only solace for the poet's soul. On that distant night, in the dripping rain, the poet engraved his parting face, showing his love for the motherland and his thoughts for relatives and friends.

Five:

Liangwan beef noodles

When I was in college, I helped in a small restaurant during my menstrual period on weekends.

It was a chilly spring night, and a pair of special guests-father and son-came to the store.

They are special because their father is blind. The boy next to him helped him carefully. The boy looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, and his clothes are a little shabby, but he has a quiet bookish air. He should be a student at school.

Boys came to me, "Two bowls of beef noodles!" "He spoke loudly.

I was about to make out the invoice when he suddenly shook his hand at me again. I looked at him in surprise. He smiled apologetically, then pointed to the price list posted on the wall behind me and told me that only one bowl of beef noodles and another bowl of scallion noodles were needed.

I was dazed for a moment, and then it dawned on me. It turned out that he ordered two bowls of beef noodles for his father. In fact, he is short of money and doesn't want his father to know. I smiled knowingly at him.

The kitchen soon brought two bowls of steaming noodles. The boy moved the bowl of beef noodles to his father and greeted him carefully: "Dad, here comes the noodles. Eat slowly and be careful not to burn them. " He carried the bowl of clear soup noodles by himself. His father was not in a hurry to eat, but fumbled in the bowl with chopsticks. I finally caught a piece of beef and was busy putting it in my son's bowl.

"Come on, you eat more and study hard while eating. The college entrance examination is coming, I can go to college and be a useful person to society in the future. " The old man said kindly that although his eyes were blind and dull, his face was full of gentle smiles. To my surprise, the boy as a son did not stop his father's behavior, but silently accepted the beef slices brought by his father, and then quietly put the beef slices back into his father's bowl.

Over and over again, it seems that the beef slices in my father's bowl will never be finished.

"This restaurant is really good. There are so many beef slices in the noodles. " The old man sighed. I can't help feeling ashamed. Just a few pieces of meat as thin as cicadas. At this time, the son quickly took the opportunity to answer: "Dad, please eat quickly, there is no room in my bowl." "Good, good, you are quick to eat, this beef noodle is actually quite affordable."

We are all moved by the behavior and dialogue between father and son. I don't know when menstruation stood by my side, staring at the father and son quietly. At this time, Xiao Zhang in the kitchen brought a plate of freshly cut beef, and his menstruation meowed and told him to put the plate on the table of his father and son.

The boy looked up and looked around. There were no other customers at this table, so he whispered, "Did you put it wrong?" ? We didn't order beef. "Menstruation smiled and walked over:" Yes, today is our opening anniversary. This plate of beef is a gift. "

The boy smiled and stopped asking questions. He put some pieces of beef in his father's bowl.

Then, put the rest in a plastic bag.

We just quietly watched their father and son finish eating and then watched them go out.

Xiao Zhang suddenly began to cry softly when he was collecting the bowl. It turns out that there are still some money under the boy's bowl. A * * * is 6 yuan, which is exactly the price of a plate of dry-cut beef in our price list.

At that time, I, menstruation and Xiao Zhang were speechless, only a silent sigh echoed quietly in everyone's heart.

Six:

Love on slippers

Everyone has someone they like, and I am no exception. I like my mother best.

My mother is average, neither fat nor thin. A slightly outlined face often smiles. Perm a long curly hair. There is also a 350-degree magnifying glass on the bridge of the nose. Every day I go in and out of school with my mother. What do you think my mother does? By the way, my mother is a teacher.

"Mothers are all the same in the world", and my mother cares about me in every way. One winter morning, I woke up from my sleep with a yawn and shouted, "Mom, I'm going to get up!" " "There is no answer. It's cold. I looked down and saw that my mother's bed was empty. I got out of bed and found two pairs of slippers on the floor. Hey, is this weird? Only my mother and I sleep in this room, and my mother gets up, so there should be only my slippers. I refrained from asking my mother. The next morning, it became three pairs of slippers; On the third day ... I want to be a little Sherlock Holmes and solve this mystery. It was another quiet morning, and I woke up early. After a while, my mother turned over gently. She carefully picked up the clock beside my bed and looked at it, then leaned down and looked at me. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. When my mother stopped paying attention to me, my eyes opened a crack again. I saw my mother get out of bed and crept out. Oh, my god, mom is not wearing shoes! Seeing this, I suddenly realized that a warm current was flowing in my heart. Mom! So in order not to wake me up, you let me sleep for a while, go out of the room barefoot in winter, put on shoes in the living room, and then wear a pair of slippers into the room at night. Mom, I love you!

"All mothers are the same", and my mother is also a wordy mother. After class, my mother frowned and shouted, "drink water!" " Drink water quickly! "When I finished the water in one breath, my mother's new topic came out again:" Stand up straight! "After that, she patted me on the back, so that the water I just drank was almost' patted' by her." Ding ",the lunch bell rang. We line up for dinner in the canteen. I quickly filled a spoonful of rice and ate it. What hurts is that my mother is the instructor today. I was eating with relish, and my mother quickly avoided it and added a spoonful of rice to my bowl with lightning speed: "How can I eat so little?" "This cabbage needs to be eaten." Then he began to tell me and other students endlessly: eating too much is not ugly, and food is the first thing for the people. ...

"Mothers in the world are all the same, no matter whether the sun rises or sets ... one day, I will hold the sun high and hang it in your forever satisfied smile, mom, I love you!"

Seven:

A convenient umbrella

It is also a good time for fireworks to enjoy the scenery in March.

Today, with a boiling crowd, my father and I came to the beautiful Slender West Lake to enjoy flowers and scenery.

While having fun, the impersonal god suddenly turned dark, as if trying to scare people. Dad said: well, in my experience, a heavy rain is coming, so hurry home! Nod disappointedly.

Before I got to the gym, the raindrops as big as beans fell. The young tree welcomes the spring rain with open arms. Can be miserable, became a drowned rat, dad said: go to shelter from the rain.

Run into the blue sky building to hide from the rain. The waiter in the hall quickly took out an umbrella from the umbrella stand and handed it to him, saying that you didn't bring an umbrella when you went out. For the convenience of the citizens, the hotel specially prepared 100 umbrellas. Take them with you. After that, I gratefully came back for my umbrella and thanked him.

This is a very delicate umbrella, small and exquisite blue and white flowers, dotted on this white umbrella, turning up, like a beautiful fairy scattering blue and white flowers in the air, as beautiful as the whole street, only my umbrella is good. My mood has also improved, and I can easily walk with my father in the rain, stroll the streets and enjoy the beautiful scenery in the rain.

After a few days, it cleared up, and my father said, Zhan, should this umbrella be returned to its original owner? When I heard this, I was a little reluctant to part with it, thinking: How nice it is to use such a delicate and beautiful umbrella at school! Dad picked up his umbrella and went out for a walk before he finished his words.

Hey, it is really hot today. It is really uncomfortable for the sun to shine on me. The umbrella in my hand worked and became a sunshade. Hey, an old lady with silver hair and a limp in front is holding an umbrella exactly like mine. The old lady followed her aimlessly, walked to the Blue Sky Building and gently put the umbrella on the umbrella stand. Oh, return the umbrella.

At this moment, I can't help but feel shocked. This is not only a convenient umbrella, but also a ruler to measure the quality of citizens. Merchants buy umbrellas at their own expense for the convenience of customers. People trust me so much, but how can I lose my integrity and borrow money without paying it back? Touching the little umbrella in his hand, he walked thoughtfully to the umbrella stand of the blue sky building …

Eight:

Unforgettable criticism

In my primary school life, there was a criticism that I will never forget.

I remember one time, the teacher changed our seats and I was transferred to a talkative classmate. Every day in class, he always talks to me, and I always ignore him. Once in class, he suddenly stretched out a hand to show me. I saw his palm clenched. I was curious and asked him what it was. At this time, the teacher saw it and just stared at me as a warning. I'm not talking. After a while, I couldn't help it and secretly asked him, "What is it?" He said mysteriously, "Guess!" I'm listening. Keep an eye on him. When he saw it, he opened his hand a little and let me see for myself. I saw it and tried to bend down to see it clearly, but the teacher saw it. The teacher came up angrily and hit me hard with the book. I was shocked. The teacher went on to say, what's the matter with you? Remind you again and again, but you just won't listen! "I listened and said," I ... I ... I didn't mean to. "The teacher said," I think you did it on purpose! " "Hearing this, I stopped talking and regretted what I had just done. Looking at the teacher's stern eyes and classmates' mocking eyes, my tears swirled in my eyes, but I tried to restrain myself from flowing out. Finally, after class was over, I rushed out, ran into the toilet and cried.

Looking back on the situation just now, I found a trace of sadness in the teacher's eyes. At this time, I understood the teacher's good intentions, and I began to cry again, this time not with injustice, but with joy.

Nine:

Touch the raindrops of childhood

Life is like drifting on a boat. We kept moving forward and enjoyed the changing scenery all the way. But accepting doesn't mean forgetting. The impression of childhood gradually became clear, towering in my mind like a mountain exposed to rain and fog. ...

When I was a child, I liked the sound of rain, rainy days and small raindrops falling.

The experience of listening to the rain in my hometown in the mountain village as a child has become a happy memory that will always remain in my heart.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock", it has been raining for two days. The rain, big and small, dripped on the roof and on the ground, keeping my brothers and sisters firmly in the house, which was a bit stuffy. However, I am very happy, because I can sit by the window and listen attentively to the rain. When it rains, the rain gently touches the roof, as if the house is whispering; When it rains heavily, bottles and cans of music ring loudly, drowning out the whispers on the roof. I felt wronged by the roof, but I was immediately fascinated by this wonderful symphony. ...

This symphony makes me respect raindrops. Suddenly there was joy in my heart, so I shook my head and enjoyed the music. Listen, it seems that they are stimulating my musical cells. I tapped something on the table with my hand, trying to tap here and touch there. I knocked and showed off with my head held high, and the sound of knocking even drowned out the rain. I am so happy, I feel that I am already a little musician who can compose music!

Suddenly, a crisp and cheerful jingle broke into my ears. I woke up and looked like a radar, trying to detect who was interrupting my performance-it turned out to be a small puddle in the yard, making that exciting sound.

I watched curiously, and a few drops of rain fell into the pool, so soft and silent. The grass growing in the pool holds a small green face, stretches out its arms and greets every small gift from the sky with a happy smile. These gifts are getting bigger and bigger. Finally, they slipped in the palm of their hands, rolled down and were caught by the stagnant water. Ding dong! I can't help admiring that it is the voice of nature-harmony and joy.

How interesting! Those jewel-like water drops rang my happy bell.

After a while, the rain stopped. I got up and went outside. A breeze blew, and the small trees beside the stagnant water shook and threw countless small drops of water at me briskly, as if playing games with me. I was so excited that I suddenly had "inspiration", so I called my brothers and sisters up to no good. As soon as they came, I shook the young trees so hard that they were all wet. Then I giggled and ran away without a trace, stepping on pieces of happy water all the way. ...

In this way, my childhood disappeared without a trace.

Looking back and touching my childhood, I found that I didn't have any thrilling experience, but I had raindrops and I had my own happiness!

The power of a raindrop is not great, but it can draw a circle on the water, rippling its own happiness.

Me, too, I think.

Ten:

Charm of printing machine

Some people say, "Money is not everything. We can live without money." But some people say, "No money is absolutely impossible. You can have me if you have money, but you can't have me if you have no money. " Money is so exciting, but the printing press is crazy. Life, time and money were not sacrificed to get the printing press. Because they know that if you pull the printing press, money will roll in. Money can make ghosts push hands, but the printing press can't make us move.

The printing press stands for money. If you have money, you have buildings, villas, racing cars, planes and cannons. There is nothing you can't think of, only what you can't see. This is where money itself lies. The underground banknote-making warehouse in the United States is happier than the gods. This is a shiny bill. Here, the employees are busy in the east and the machines are "wooshing, wooshing, wooshing ...". The machine turns one bill into two bills, and two bills into four bills ... Just as cell division will soon split into hundreds of millions and billions ... Coins are magically copied in the machine. This money is all underground, ah! What is the other side of money? A: It's still money, dazzling money. The staff transported piles of money to the secret warehouse, but the printing machine was still working. Seeing such a scene, I would rather be killed by money.

This is the charm of the printing press, and no one can resist it. Moved people, do something. Imitating the printing press is his goal. Why are you pulling? A: Become a super-rich man overnight. He doesn't sacrifice everything, but he always fails one by one. Why? Because it is more difficult to imitate it than to ascend to heaven. Unless you have a bank at home. Printing press is the basic economic competition between countries. Its quantity and technical level represent the winning side. The security of paper money is getting higher and higher, and it is useless for you to have a printing machine. Because there is no technology, materials, technology, anti-counterfeiting labels ... you know, even if there is, it will not be done.

This makes the counterfeiters very sad, leaving only the court, handcuffs, prison and death rewards. Therefore, those who are determined to act should not daydream, anything is possible. Ah! Printing press, you are really dazzling, you really fascinate me, you really move me. Do you want me to pull it? I miss you very much now.