Gao yi composition

In normal study, work and life, when it comes to writing, everyone is certainly familiar with it. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. So have you ever studied composition? The following are five senior one compositions I have carefully arranged for reference only, hoping to help you.

A square inch 1 thing often contains a lot, which is not as small as its appearance, just as ants can move things several times heavier than their own bodies. A small book contains wisdom, knowledge and thoughts. Even if it is one inch square, it can accommodate the world, and the biggest tolerance is the human heart.

The square inch gives people a small feeling, but you can't let the heart of the square inch be imprisoned in the square inch. A broad heart can often achieve your career. "Man is a thinking reed" embodies the importance of human thought, and all kinds of human virtues and thoughts are placed in that square heart. It can be said that the heart of a square inch actually contains the infinite spirit of human beings.

The heart of a square inch contains ideals, and Chen Shengzhi is a swan. A square inch of heart contains the ideals of the whole world. He rose in the fields of Gansu, even if others could not understand his ideal, from the beginning of wealth to the later ambition of "princes would rather have seeds", all of which were in his heart. The uprising with Guangwu osawa Township ended in failure and physical death, but after he rose up, the remnants of the six countries and the heroes of the world rose up and violently attacked the Qin Dynasty, which perished. There is a seemingly unreachable ideal between square inches and the determination to make people practice. Let the heart of your heart break through the smile of your heart, become broad, and move forward towards your dreams, and you can achieve great things.

Human virtue can be said that culture is in the heart and human soul is in the heart. The heart of the heart has enabled mankind to create success and miracles, Jules? Verne consulted more than 300 kinds of books and materials in order to write the book "Exploration on the Moon". How serious and persistent he is. These virtues all come from his heart. Later, his works became the representative of hard science fiction and a milestone of science fiction. Isn't this the role that persistence and seriousness play in people's minds? It is what that square inch of heart contains that has made mankind successful.

Hitler tore up the Soviet-German non-aggression treaty, and Nazi Germany launched a surprise attack on the Soviet Union, blitzkrieg, and divided and surrounded the front line. The Soviet Union suffered heavy losses, the Molotov defense line was torn, Minsk fell, and the 700,000 Red Army in Kiev was almost wiped out. The Soviet Union was hit one by one, but from the head of state Stalin to every citizen, there was an iron will. The indestructible strong will comes from their hearts, which makes them persist again and again and win the war. There is no doubt that the power in their hearts is enormous and unimaginable, far greater than the square inch, and this power in their hearts has created success and miracles.

There is a world between squares. Break through the laughter of the square inch, let the dreams, efforts, virtues and will in the square inch be released, and let your heart go beyond the square inch and have the world.

Senior one composition 2 sat down gently against the trunk, with trees all over his head, and memories appeared obliquely in the gaps between branches and leaves. Childhood, hometown, past ...

Once again, I walked to the old house by the river, and the white revelation was so dazzling, on the dilapidated wooden door. Touching, it is full of vicissitudes, like the face of the old man on the street, full of the world.

Pushing open the door, it seems that there is a child lying on the mossy stone steps, basking in the afternoon sunshine and creaking Chai Fei, engraved with too many memories of my hometown, calling me back here.

Everything in the old house hasn't changed, everything is the same. After the furniture was removed, the living room looked very empty. I used to be here and was scolded by my mother. Ah, the bamboo stick seems to be interrupted, lying in the corner, lying quietly.

Sigh, around the fence, the well dries up from time to time and a drop of water no longer exists. That cool taste can only be seen in memory. Go and taste it.

Let's walk on the gravel road in front of the door and along the river. There are three or four families scattered there, and the others have become vacant rooms to be demolished. My neighbor just smiled when he saw me. It's strange and deja vu. I only saw it when I was a child. It was a simple and silent smile.

When the bell rang, it looked like an old bronze bell in the attic on the river bank. From small to large, everyone was awakened by its simple and long voice and fell asleep in that charm. Day after day, the clock represents this boundless land that is about to disappear, and it may also be a deep homesickness and homesickness. ...

Sitting in the attic, the river flows slowly, and several white paper boats go down the river and disappear bit by bit. There is no childhood prosperity here, the flavor of the sauce garden lingers here, and even the river flowing through here has that attractive aroma.

Hometown is calling, the earth is calling, and we are far away. People are changing and becoming passers-by in the city. Only in the place where I was born can I taste the charm of my hometown and find a moment of peace. Listen to the bell, resounding through the whole street. ...

Senior one composition 3 "The waves of history can't wash away the story of heroes, and the long winds of years can't blow away the face of the old city." Even if the passage of time is only a flash, even if things have changed a lot, it can't eliminate his enthusiasm.

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At this moment, here, in the vast river of history, catch a spray and interpret a classic.

He-calm and wise, has repeatedly made outstanding achievements. Among many people, in the age of crowds, it is also famous and enjoys a high reputation;

He is extremely brave and majestic, which scares the enemy. Excellent eloquence, with his golden words and jade words, successfully made Sun Quan form an alliance with him;

He is a bold man who is for the country and the people. I worked hard for Shu, creating one glory after another. The oil lamp finally dried up, and my eyes fell asleep, leaving only one place to be sad.

Du Fu once praised him in Shu Xiang: "But he died before he could conquer, and the heroes cried on their coats."

This is Zhu Gekongming.

The word "hero" is vividly expressed in him. It can be said that he is a lean generation!

I still remember when I first saw the Three Kingdoms, I was impressed by his out-of-touch elegance at first sight. Later, unconsciously, my heart was firmly attracted by him. He is happy when he is happy and worried when he is worried.

Zhou Yu made things difficult for him because of jealousy. While I hate Zhou Yu, I am deeply worried about him. Although Zhou Yu's request is unreasonable, he still seems to be winning, and I have a feeling of trusting him out of thin air.

This is a kind of trust without reason, a kind of trust without hesitation! I couldn't help but admire, admire and be excited to see him leave Cao Cao without a single soldier and hundreds of arrows. From then on, my infatuation with him became deeper and deeper until it got out of hand. Because:

He is Zhuge Liang, strategizing and returning to China with one arrow;

He is the wise Zhuge Liang who made Sun Quan lose his wife and his soldiers.

He is Zhuge Liang, and he is not surprised, assisting Liu Bei to capture another ideal city;

He was a loyal Zhuge Liang who was still concerned about the safety of Shu when he died.

Zhuge Liang who shed tears and beheaded Ma Su;

Zhuge Liang, who often makes suggestions;

Zhuge Liang, who knows astronomy and geography. ...

Example is an article with simple language, heartfelt words and strong feelings, and it is a good article that people can never get tired of reading. Every time I read, I am always overwhelmed by the tide of emotion. When reading, people often can't help admiring Zhuge Liang's literary talent, and can't help admiring his sincerity, frankness and courage, which have both the foresight of politicians and the mind of military strategists. This is undoubtedly a masterpiece!

Unfortunately, Zhuge Liang's words of loyalty and righteousness did not achieve any effect: a lesson from the past and an ironic ending. Kissing a wise man far away is nonsense. Kongming died, Sima usurped the throne, the Northern Expedition failed, and Liu Chan surrendered. The collapse of Shu Han is a matter of course!

If he were still here, maybe Shu would not perish; If he were still here, he might be able to help Shu unify the whole country; If he is still here, maybe today's history will be rewritten; If he is still here, maybe ... too many ifs, too many possibilities, and finally just become an unspeakable deep sorrow. But perhaps, death is also a relief. There is no conspiracy and darkness, only peace and happiness. ...

His name will be immortal. There is no doubt that he has worked hard for Shu and made outstanding contributions. He is not afraid of danger. He is "earth-shattering". He will always stand in the long river of history and become an unbeaten myth!

Who is competing with the front? !

In our life, there are many people worthy of our admiration. They are like dazzling stars in the night sky, countless. They may be famous "stars" or very humble "little stars" ... but the person I admire most is a nameless nurse-angels in white in my heart.

Once, I was admitted to the hospital because I had encephalitis. During an infusion, two nurses and sisters gave me an injection. Because I was a little fat, the nurses didn't insert it, and it didn't work several times in a row, and my head was sweating. In desperation, a nurse had to go out and ask other nurses for help. After a while, another nurse sister came in, and that sister walked past like a fly. This makes me even more afraid, because the nurse sister is as tall as me and a little ugly, and I look down on her from my heart. I happened to see her name tag, which said nurse in charge. She picked up my hand and carefully looked for blood vessels for me, and her head was sweating. She finally found an almost invisible blood vessel for me, stuck it in with a needle, then smiled at me and turned away, inevitably giving birth to a kind of respect in her heart.

The next morning, my mother went downstairs to cook, and the nurse sister came to make rounds. She saw me there and started talking to me. Her writing is beautiful. From the conversation, I know that she didn't go to college, so it was very hard to study medicine, but she persisted and finally got the nurse qualification certificate. But because of her short stature, many hospitals don't want her. Later, he was tried by people's hospital with excellent results, and finally stayed because of his excellent work.

The next day, I was discharged from the hospital. I never saw my sister nurse again, but her spirit touched me deeply. Sister Nurse, you will always be angels in white in my heart!

It's snowing and raining. There is a lot of noise. ...

Outside the window, it is flawless white. The children have put on winter cotton-padded jackets and looked forward to it for a year. Snow floated down from the Yaochi in the sky, and after that gripping glance, it fell from the roof to the grass. Every year at this time, I will put on my mother's carefully sewn cotton-padded jacket, rush out of the house like a bird, and play games of "making a snowman" and "having a snowball fight" with my friends. But this year, when the goose feather snow slipped quietly in front of my eyes, I was lost in thought when I watched the snow cover the grass and roof downstairs.

beauty ...

I can't bear to go downstairs. I'm scared. I'm afraid I accidentally stepped on the snow and left deep footprints on the flat snow. I'm afraid that when I go upstairs again, what I see is not a flat, natural and beautiful white quilt, but a messy and unsightly place ... for a long time, I still stood there staring at snowflakes of different shapes.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Suddenly, I saw a snowflake on our floor. I saw a snowflake, which stood out in the crowd. It didn't fall to the ground like other snowflakes, nor did it have a palm-sized body like other snowflakes. He is small and stubborn, circling in front of the sky in front of my window and refusing to fall. The wind roared and wailed, tearing its body and soul. However, it is against the wind, against gravity, against its companion, its founder, and the Emperor of Heaven. No fear, let the wind blow everything away.

In an instant, I was shocked. I don't understand, isn't the snow in winter the most yearning for the earth, and the most yearning for forming a beautiful scenery with my companions? but ...

Gradually, the snow, less, no longer so presumptuous. The wind also curbed its bad temper. But this little snowflake is still stubbornly stuck in the air. Roll and sway. Suddenly, I don't know why, I suddenly understood why it did it. I think it is because it hates this land occupied by human beings.

Not because there is no heaven on earth, nor because we don't want to give selflessly on the ground at the expense of our bodies, but because it hates human beings and their selfishness.

It doesn't understand people's desire to dominate the earth. People build houses, enjoy delicious food and arrange everything. But what about animals? What about plants? What about other creatures on earth? As soon as the tiger appeared, people skinned it to make clothes to keep themselves warm; As soon as trees appear, people cut them down for their own convenience to make paper; Even when puffer fish appeared, people ate it regardless of its poison. For their own enjoyment, people even take it for granted and have no regrets.

Now, the earth is full of buildings and pollution. But-with the melting of glaciers, volcanic eruptions and earthquakes ... ignorant people have been punished by themselves.

I admire that snowflake, its courage, and its atmosphere that ordinary people can do. It held its head high in front of human beings and won the respect it deserved! Humans should know that all living things on the earth have dignity and the right to live, and they are the masters of this pure land, but humans have no right to deprive them.

I mused, in the future, will that proud snowflake still want to fly?