Write a composition centered on being late.

1. Write a composition on the topic of being late. Write a composition on the topic of being late. Requirements: Choose your own style besides poetry.

Not less than 800 words. Thinking about "being late" is a composition test that students are very familiar with and difficult to write well.

First of all, we should correctly understand the topic. What is being late? Modern Chinese Dictionary (2005 edition) is interpreted as later than the specified time.

Although being late is a bad word in our customary understanding, it is a neutral word, which can be conceived from bad aspects, such as "being late is considered as synonymous with lack of time concept" and "being late is disrespectful and irresponsible to others". We can also have a good idea, such as "Being late may create unexpected miracles" and "Being late increases the mystery and charm of success". From the perspective of material selection, we can talk about being late from the perspective of today's real life, and we can also focus on cases at home and abroad. You can write about your feelings, other people's experiences and even express your feelings through things. For example, it is beautiful to write that plum blossoms bloom in winter and bloom late.

From the genre point of view, it can be an argumentative paper, which talks about its own views on "being late" and then analyzes and discusses it; You can also describe words and express titles through characters and examples; It can also be written as prose, listing the materials about "lateness" in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, and starting around a center; You can also describe the later scenes in life through new forms such as montage ... material supermarket 1. If the long winter is the result of late spring, then the long night is the result of late sun. In late spring, there will still be birds singing and dancing; The long night is full of fear, but it will eventually be shattered by the sunset glow and replaced by the radiant light.

2. Sometimes, in a sense, being late doesn't mean derogatory. On the contrary, it may create unexpected beauty, which is as beautiful as an epiphyllum that opens instantly and surprises people; It is as brilliant as a fleeting meteor, giving people infinite reverie and endless aftertaste. In the increasingly competitive modern society, speed can determine everything, because speed can make stones float on the water.

From this point of view, time is of paramount importance, and there is no doubt about grasping time, but being late just goes against this truth. In modern times, lateness is regarded as synonymous with lack of time concept.

If you are late, you will lose speed, step by step, and eventually you will be eliminated. Being late is irresponsible to oneself and society.

Chun was late, but she came anyway. The drizzle writes fairy tales and the breeze tells stories.

Let the loneliness in winter turn into tears of relief, and let the waiting heart bloom with a happy smile. Spring comes late, like a girl who overslept, sleepy and messy.

It is this lateness that increases her mystery and charm, makes the waiting in winter deeper and makes that longing more urgent. 5. Waking up late is like a bright light, illuminating the voyage of life.

When traveling in the mountains, Wang "regrets that he can't travel with his husband", and then explores a profound truth: "Those who try their best but can't reach, can have no regrets" and "learning to be excellent is an official". This late awakening to visit Baochan Mountain guides him and even our life voyage, and we should cherish it.

Evening □ Gu Lin is on the beach in Denmark. There is a famous statue. It was a beautiful little mermaid on the reef on the shore, staring at the distance of the sea. The bitter story written by Andersen has become a real image here. People from all over the world came to visit the mermaid girl not far from Wan Li.

Andersen really walked into people's hearts. Maybe there are some big trees. I remember a thin boy wandering under a big tree, with no money in his pocket and hungry.

He once leaned against a tree and poured out his troubles and puzzles to it ... He could only helplessly look at other happy children and pray that his happiness would not be late, but he was laughed at as a dream. That happiness really came late, and it seems that I can't wait.

Perhaps it was because happiness came late that he decided to go to Copenhagen to find happiness. Far from home, he never gave in to fate. He longed for people to recognize him and his works, but these recognitions also came late.

No matter poetry, drama, travel notes, novels or even fairy tales, they will always be mercilessly attacked. All kinds of comments will gather in the sky like dark clouds, and will soon become bean-sized raindrops and fall on Andersen's head. Admit that it is not simply hiding behind the dark clouds, sunset seems to be an impatient Godot.

He once cried alone on a cold night, hoping to admit that he was not late; He is full of loneliness and loss. I hope happiness won't keep him waiting too long. However, all this came too late, and Andersen had already started traveling.

During his trip, he strengthened Goethe, Hugo and the brothers Grimm ... but those taunts were still with him, and the admission had not yet arrived. But he firmly believes that happiness is sublimated from trouble and happiness is born from pain. Only by working harder can we wait for that belated happiness.

He wrote an immortal masterpiece "The Little Match Girl" on his trip, and happiness finally came. Maybe Andersen should thank those who are happy and late.

If he is not late, it is uncertain whether he will set foot on the land of Copenhagen; Without being late, there would be no maturity and calmness after his trip; Without being late, the most classic fairy tale in the world would not have been born, and it seems that Andersen can hardly achieve his brilliant life ... It is these happy lateness that spur him to keep working hard and creating. The happiness of being late is the harvest and joy of success, the fairy-tale brilliant life of Andersen, and the recognition of people all over the world-the little match girl and her grandmother fly higher and higher in the light; The little mermaid's light floating body floats in the air and rises from bubbles ... Comments Simulation score: content 19+ expression 19+ development 18=56. This paper closely follows the topic of Being Late, and tells us with clear thinking and agile writing that Andersen, a famous Danish fairy tale writer, keeps working hard and creating in the face of happiness.

The language of the article is elegant, wonderful and fluent, which shows the author's writing level.

Today is a rainy day. I got up late this morning because I couldn't sleep last night. My brothers are in trouble. If they hadn't waited for me, they would have arrived at school. However, they don't want to blame me yet, so they have to be bored in their hearts for half an hour. . . . . . I finally got up. However, there is no seat and no place to stand on the bus to school. When I took a taxi, a buddy didn't want to pay more, so I looked at them and said something. I can't help it. Finally, because of my overtime, we were embarrassed. My eldest brother took me to wait there. It was already more than half an hour late. ) We waited for a while. They couldn't wait any longer without a car, so they took a taxi and left. Although they took a taxi, they didn't expect the teacher to wait for us at the door when they arrived at school. When they saw the teacher, they were too scared to fart. The teacher asked calmly, "Why are you so late?" ? Did you go anywhere to play? ""No, sir, I didn't wait for the bus. "The teacher looked puzzled." Really? Why don't I believe it? Tell me your parents' telephone number. Being an hour late is a bit outrageous. "Friends have no choice but to give their phone numbers to the teacher. After the teacher told their parents about their performance, they were asked to carry their schoolbags home and were not allowed to go to school today. They walked out of the teaching building somewhat sadly and were about to walk out of the playground. When they walked out of the gate, they finally could not help laughing. As soon as they came out, we arrived. When I entered the class, the teacher was not in the class. I am secretly glad that I can make trouble at school without going home. However, I didn't expect the teacher to come back. Too bad. Shouldn't you be in the office? Who let you out? I * * * him. It's a blessing, not a curse, but a curse. The teacher called us to the office. The teacher asked us why we came so late. I said it again as the first two people said. The teacher nodded. I thought I could go to class and was about to leave when the teacher said, "I have talked to your parents, and you can go home." "I paused, and then walked out of the office. On second thought, there is nothing wrong with going home. You don't have to go to class, you can also play at home. I went back to the classroom, picked up my schoolbag and went home.

Ha! How cool! !

3. Write a composition on the topic of being late and help how to write late.

There is a famous statue on the beach in Denmark. It was a beautiful little mermaid on the reef on the shore, staring at the distance of the sea. The bitter story written by Andersen has become a real image here. People from all over the world came to visit the mermaid girl not far from Wan Li. Andersen really walked into people's hearts.

Maybe there are some big trees. I remember a thin boy wandering under a big tree, with no money in his pocket and hungry. He once leaned against a tree and poured out his troubles and puzzles to it ... He could only helplessly look at other happy children and pray that his happiness would not be late, but he was laughed at as a dream. That happiness really came late, and it seems that I can't wait. Perhaps it was because happiness came late that he decided to go to Copenhagen to find happiness.

Far from home, he never gave in to fate. He longed for people to recognize him and his works, but these recognitions also came late. No matter poetry, drama, travel notes, novels or even fairy tales, they will always be mercilessly attacked. All kinds of comments will gather in the sky like dark clouds, and will soon become bean-sized raindrops and fall on Andersen's head. Admit that it is not simply hiding behind the dark clouds, sunset seems to be an impatient Godot. He once cried alone on a cold night, hoping to admit that he was not late; He is full of loneliness and loss. I hope happiness won't keep him waiting too long. However, all this came too late, and Andersen had already started traveling.

During his trip, he strengthened Goethe, Hugo and the brothers Grimm ... but those taunts were still with him, and the admission had not yet arrived. But he firmly believes that happiness is sublimated from trouble and happiness is born from pain. Only by working harder can we wait for that belated happiness. He wrote an immortal masterpiece "The Little Match Girl" on his trip, and happiness finally came.

Maybe Andersen should thank those who are happy and late. If he is not late, it is uncertain whether he will set foot on the land of Copenhagen; Without being late, there would be no maturity and calmness after his trip; Without being late, the most classic fairy tale in the world would not have been born, and it seems that it is difficult for Andersen to achieve his brilliant life. ...

It is these happy lateness that spur him to keep working hard and creating. The happiness of being late is the harvest and joy of success, the glorious life of Andersen and the recognition of people all over the world.

The little match girl and her grandmother fly higher and higher under the light; The little mermaid floated in the air and rose from the foam. ...

4. Junior high school composition is based on "being late". Junior high school, you are late.

By the second day of junior high school, I couldn't help sighing: "junior high school, you are late."

Looking up at the sky, the clouds are so beautiful, how I want to stop and watch, but the hurried time flies, reminding me that I still have a lot of homework.

I always jokingly say to others, "In fact, junior high school will come slowly after the second day." Then I tried to squeeze out an encouraging smile. Only to find that the other party had already left the building empty, leaving a faint salty taste in the gray air.

I was always submerged in the information all over the sky, thinking that I could listen less to the words of polarization and keep the last hope of the top students, but I finally gave up after watching myself decline steadily. As a result, the information was changed to boundless comics. I only remember that time, the sun looked at me with sad eyes.

I always pray with picture books, hoping to get some happiness, but the taste of depression is more turbulent than before. I had to bury the inspiration of a flower season in my heart. I said to the wind, "Wind, I am so sad." The wind is silent and caresses me gently.

I asked, can you dance with me? She smiled and urged me to study; I asked Hai, can you run with me? He growled and urged me to read; I asked the dream, can you live in my heart? She cried and said, it's not that she snubbed me, it's that I abandoned her.

I told the sky that I wanted to be happy, and the sky laughed at my ignorance. I told the earth that I wanted to run, satirizing my naivety. I shouted with my book in my arms, junior high school, you are late! Junior high school smiled and waved to me, so I had to jump into her arms and cry.

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5. Write a composition on the topic of being late (100 words). "wow! I actually overslept! " The small peace in the morning was broken by this sudden sound.

Xiaoming sat on the bed, clutching the fast-moving alarm clock. Xiao Ming, who was in a daze to press the alarm clock, inadvertently glanced at the black and white time on the alarm clock and woke up with sleepiness in an instant.

Xiaoming got out of bed in a hurry and pressed the alarm clock that was still ringing. He packed himself up at the fastest speed in his life and ran like crazy. It's just that the days didn't go according to people's wishes. In just a few minutes, Xiao Ming didn't run to school, so he had to bury himself in the classroom and concentrate. Seeing the teacher's kind and concerned eyes, Xiao Ming was deeply moved and bent down to admit his mistake. Seeing that Xiao Ming's attitude of admitting mistakes was not bad, the teacher forgave Xiao Ming and asked him to return to his seat.

Xiao Ming made up his mind from now on: Never be late again!

6. Write a composition of not less than 600 words on the topic of being one minute late. Suddenly, I don't understand the true meaning of life. Kobanawa's bones can be seen faintly among the branches and leaves. A minute in the eyes of scientists is the reaction between calcium carbonate and hydrochloric acid. Time flies. What can you think of? After reading a little poem ... life is always so short in the poet's pen, shh-

As the days passed, the first petal gently opened. I stared at this beautiful moment. And then what about the second movie? Singing a birthday song, using their eyes for the first time, they are accumulating strength.

Waiting for flowers to bloom is actually a very beautiful thing. I don't understand that molecules are rational. After drinking a bottle of soda, even if it's only for a minute ...

One morning, the leaves were covered with dew.

The forbearing green leaves crouched among the flowers. They are still sleeping, not saying a word. In the eyes of athletes, one minute is a warm-up and a blooming, but you have to believe that the third leaf … in an instant, the original leaf is still growing. I'm just a mortal, with flowers and no bones. You can see eternity in a minute. I have more time to observe this complicated world, prepare for the flowers and enjoy the only quiet time that belongs to them. A gust of wind blows, and a minute is even more insignificant in this stream of life. Such a shocking moment lasted only one minute. ...

A minute in the eyes of philosophers is a part of the meaning of life, and the bud gradually stretches. I don't understand the influence of sunspots on human beings. Looking at the watch, time flies, but because of this ordinary and leisurely, I look at this beautiful spring with my heart, and one minute is the calculation of trigonometric function in the eyes of mathematicians.

7. I'm afraid I'm late for 800 words of high school composition. Many people are refusing it to come quietly, but it comes to you quietly. Have you ever been late? In fact, being late is not terrible. As long as you have a sense of time, you can change it.

From kindergarten to now, I don't know how many times I have been late. Only that time can be said to have missed a big event.

At noon, the sun is very hot and the final exam is in the afternoon. So, I decided to have a good sleep and keep my spirits up before going to the exam. The electric fan blew my body, and gradually, I fell asleep. It was 1: 25 when I woke up. I am anxious: "What should I do? The exam will begin at 1: 30. There are only five minutes left. It must be too late. It must have started when we arrived. " I was worried, so I picked up my schoolbag and ran away. I saw a tricycle on the road and thought, "Oh, yes, a tricycle! It will be a few minutes early by tricycle, so it will not be 20 minutes late! " I was so happy that I reached into my pocket and took out five yuan. So, I quickly waved and called a tricycle and couldn't wait to get on it.

After getting on the tricycle, I felt like a rabbit jumping up and down. I kept saying, "Hey, hurry up, we'll be late soon. Why are you so slow? Hurry up, hurry up. "

Finally arrived at school, I jumped off the tricycle and hurried to the classroom, just as I expected. It's late

8. Write a composition about being late. Write a composition on the theme of "being late" Requirements: Choose your own style besides poetry. Not less than 800 words.

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"Being late" is a composition test that students are very familiar with and difficult to write well. First of all, we should correctly understand the topic. What is being late? Modern Chinese Dictionary (2005 edition) is interpreted as later than the specified time. Although being late is a bad word in our customary understanding, it is a neutral word, which can be conceived from bad aspects, such as "being late is considered as synonymous with lack of time concept" and "being late is disrespectful and irresponsible to others". We can also have a good idea, such as "Being late may create unexpected miracles" and "Being late increases the mystery and charm of success". From the perspective of material selection, we can talk about being late from the perspective of today's real life, and we can also focus on cases at home and abroad. You can write about your feelings, other people's experiences and even express your feelings through things. For example, it is beautiful to write that plum blossoms bloom in winter and bloom late. From the genre point of view, it can be an argumentative paper, which talks about its own views on "being late" and then analyzes and discusses it; You can also describe words and express titles through characters and examples; It can also be written as prose, listing the materials about "lateness" in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, and starting around a center; You can also use new forms, such as montage, to depict the later stages of your life. ...

9. Write a short essay of more than 800 words on the topic of "being one minute late". I thought I was holding a grain of sand in my hand and walking slowly, killing its edges and corners until.

We will all grow up. Time is like a gorgeous goldfish, which always slips through our fingers when we are not careful.

Slip away. Those burning years are still shivering in my chest, and I finally began to be strong.

I missed you so much that day.

The distance of one minute is not the interval of 60 seconds, but the gap between hearts.

Valley. The minute I was late that day was the fuse that triggered our cold war. Only one minute.

We'll never get back to the inseparable days. It's only a minute, and we're together

There is a heart wall that no one wants to cross voluntarily. I am very entangled and regret it.

Look, like a thorn, I can't get close, and I can't get close to my dear anymore.

Dear you.

In my impression, you are as strong as me and unwilling to give up. We like it as much.

An imaginative "country of thousands of lakes"; Similarly, I like to take a bite of ice cream in cold winter.

Tease each other; Similarly, I like to sit on the playground and watch the sunset and the geese go home. Jamson Zeng

Because our friendship will not move like a rock. Who knows, everything, everything is such a change.

The magical wind, fluttering, ruthlessly blows out cracks in the firm friendship.

Memories beat my heart gently, and I remembered the scene of that day again.

It was the morning of the second day of our graduation, and we made an appointment to take photos in the suburbs together.

Although I was careless, I had a good time at the graduation party the night before, which led to the next day.

Ignore our agreement and go back to sleep. By the time I got to the station, I had missed the bus.

Train. The ticket impressively says that the departure time is six o'clock in the morning, and now it is six o'clock.

Points, what a ridiculous number!

I dialed the phone number I knew by heart anxiously, and the voice came from my mobile phone.

The voice, cold and strange, you said, "You are already one minute late!" " "Then you hang up.

Telephone. I can imagine your angry expression. I am depressed that we will be together in a few days.

We'll make up.

But I don't know, a few days later, it's not your jumping figure, but the disappearance of your immigration.

Rest. Mom told me that your family went to Canada-a country thousands of miles away. such as

I suddenly realized the reason why you were so angry that day.

The lost time of youth is engraved on the palm print. Maybe I miss us both.

Last time we were together, we separated and lost contact with you.

It was that minute that made me regret it.

Even if the memory is as hard as steel, there will still be lingering wind to wear the old face.

Boss, I will keep your friendship with me deep and isolate it from the weathering of time. I believe in our

Friendship is just to be continued. I'll contact you when the one-minute gap is used up.

At that time, we will still laugh like flowers as before.