Seventh grade composition of such a person

In real life or work and study, everyone has written compositions, and they must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Compositions must focus on the theme, and make in-depth explanations around the same topic. Avoid rambling. No, the theme is scattered or even has no theme. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? Below are the seventh-grade compositions of such people that I collected and compiled. You are welcome to read them. I hope you all like them. Such people seventh grade composition 1

There is a kind of people who have a kind of profession. They are like nannies at home or waiters in restaurants. They work diligently every day and face all kinds of troubles from their masters. He also works hard without complaining. They did heavy chores such as washing dishes, sweeping the floor, wiping tables, mopping the floor, setting up stools, etc., and none of them was spent in laziness. They worked hard for a year or two, but in the end, they did not earn a penny to pay back their bills. They lost more than ten pounds, and the luster on their faces was replaced by sallow, wrinkled skin. They had no complaints about this and wanted to pay more for it. It’s obvious who they are.

Mothers are the greatest profession in the world. They spend their whole life’s energy and love nourishing you. Because of you, they will do anything for you, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is. No complaints or regrets despite hardships.

I love my mother. When I listened to my mother telling stories about my childhood, I suddenly understood that the hearts of mother and child are connected. When I was a child, I was frail and sickly. Once, a small pimple grew on my eye. My mother noticed it and didn’t care. She knew that it would grow bigger and bigger. I often cried because of its crowding and obstruction. My father and mother He took me to the hospital for a check-up. The doctor said, "This is not a good pimple. It must be cut. But we don't have the medical level here so we should look for other options." My mother said that her heart was broken at that time. He immediately set off to Anyang to achieve enlightenment. On the day of the operation, my mother said that she would never forget it. Two nurses "took" me away from my mother's hands. I cried so loudly that my mother's heart felt like it was being torn wildly. It was so heavy that she couldn't breathe. After the door of the operating room was closed, my mother nestled in my father's arms. I couldn't stop crying, and my father kept trying to comfort me. My mother told me that she was too scared at the time, afraid that I might not be able to come out, because I was too young at the time and felt that I should not have to endure such an experience. As she talked, My eyes felt moist, and the circles under my mother's eyes were also red. Yes, I was only one year old.

Maternal love is selfless. It is willing to share the joys and sorrows with you. It is willing to turn into the spring breeze and drizzle to accompany you. I thought, when I become a mother one day, what kind of person will I be? I must be a person like my mother, nourishing the hearts of my children with full blood. Such a person seventh grade composition 2

"Some people are dead, but they are still alive." A famous sentence from Zang Ke's family can be applied to a great physicist, Mr. Hawking, even though he has Although it has passed away, the brilliance it released will shine in the sky forever.

When he was a child, Hawking's achievements were not as outstanding as people thought, but he was always keen on making various complex toys. The simple computer he made out of some waste products when he was a child fully proved his ability He was talented in physics, and after working hard, he was admitted to Oxford University and studied hard. Not long after, he transferred to Cambridge University to study cosmology and obtained a doctorate.

But fate seemed jealous of Mr. Hawking's achievements through hard work. Just at the glorious moment of his life, he suffered from a serious illness. The doctor once said that he could only live for two more years, but he did not take it easy. Bowing to fate, he sat in a wheelchair for more than fifty years. It was not until March 14, 2018, that the God of Death took away this scientific giant. At the end of his life, Hawking was still thinking about mankind: he wanted to immigrate to other planets and resist artificial intelligence! This shows his love for the world and concern for the future history of mankind.

There are many things we can learn from him. What I appreciate most about him is his spirit of perseverance and never bowing to fate.

If Hawking didn't even have the courage to live, where would the scientific results come from? If he had lived an ignoble existence and died in depression, he would never have achieved such great achievements. Being optimistic and facing his destiny are the main reasons for his success. He is also a winner in life!

Looking back at history, there are many great people like Hawking, like Beethoven, who experienced the beauty of music in a silent world; Helen Keller, who never saw the light of day but used a pen to tell everyone about her love for music. The desire and yearning for light; Gao Shiqi was infected with the JA virus and was paralyzed. Although he could not speak clearly, he used a five-million-word popular science work orally to realize his wish to spread science to the world... These people are working with Hawking. The same, all rely on bravery, strength, and optimism to achieve success.

Whether a person can achieve success does not depend on the superiority of his own conditions, but on a heart that dares to struggle. The difficulties we encounter are insignificant compared with Hawking, but there are still people who do something. Just give up easily. No matter what, unfortunate lives have their similarities, but there are always things you can do and do better! As long as you have life, you should not give up on yourself. Because even if the flowers wither, they will turn into fertilizer to nourish the earth.

I admire him not because of his achievements, but because of his scientific spirit of constant exploration and his brave and strong personality. He is not only a legendary physics genius, but also an optimist. He is a strong man in life and an extraordinary person. Composition 3 for seventh grade people like this

The gusts of cold wind stung my face extremely. Looking at the drizzling sky outside the window, my heart became sad unconsciously, and my thoughts gradually Back to the past, the joyful past. Countless pictures have passed through my mind, and the protagonist of the picture is the person I miss the most. She is a person who changed my life.

I still remember that room, a small cupboard, a small bed, a table, and two chairs. It was simple. There were the most innocent memories of my childhood, the one who changed me. It is my grandma who has taken care of me since childhood.

Grandma loves to be clean. Her clothes are always neatly dressed, her hair is always tied up high, and a hairpin is inserted into her hair, which makes her look very proud. She has a small wooden box with several photos in it. I always think that the person in that photo is me, very handsome, so I always show it off. That person is my grandma. Although she looks a bit like a boy, she is very handsome. Very energetic.

One day I was sick and my grandma had just steamed the sweet potatoes. My grandpa was afraid that I would eat them all and grandma wouldn’t be able to eat them, so he wouldn’t let me eat them. After my grandpa left, my grandma brought me sweet potatoes in a bag. I could smell the aroma from afar. Grandma only left one and gave the rest to me. After I ate it, I was Grandpa scolded me, and grandma stopped me, said nice words to me, wiped my tears and let me play...

Another afternoon, mosquitoes were buzzing, and grandma asked me to help. She caught mosquitoes, so I made an offer to her: I would help you catch mosquitoes, and you would cook something delicious for me, or else I wouldn’t catch them for you and the mosquitoes would bite you. But she smiled and said: "Okay, okay, let's eat for you, let's eat for you..." I was still young at that time and thought to myself: It's okay if you don't give me food. Anyway, I know that you put it on the bed. Underneath..."

Grandma also taught me many principles of life and gave me a lot of joy in growing up, so that I will no longer be confused in my future life. In my life, she is more like a lighthouse... …

My grandma was such a kind and lovely old man, who always devoted her love selflessly to our next generation. Although she has passed away now, I will always miss her. Seventh Grade Composition 4

He does not have a handsome appearance, he does not have a generous salary, and he does not have a completely comfortable job, but he and they all have a dedicated heart. They are drivers, bus drivers.

I stared anxiously into the distance, but never caught a glimpse of it. I wandered left and right, pacing back and forth. Finally, one minute, two minutes, three minutes... ten minutes later, I finally arrived, the bus! ? I was extremely helpless. I had made a mistake. I had been waiting for this stop for a long time, and time was moving slowly.

At this time, I, who was waiting to become a "young bald man," saw the dawn - the goddess of victory was waving to me. With my mouth wide open, my nostrils wide open, and my eyes shining with dazzling light, I took a step forward, jumped gorgeously, and landed perfectly. After the "student card" sounded, I stepped into the car with peace of mind, grasped the handle, and the bus gradually moved forward. . When the bus arrived at Lucuo Station, there were a lot of people there and it became very hot. At this time, a middle-aged lady dragged her fat body onto the bus.

The eldest sister squirmed like a caterpillar, bit by bit, and slowly squeezed through the front door. Unexpectedly, there was a traffic jam at Lucuo Station. There is an old saying that goes, "The farthest distance in the world is when you are on one side of the traffic light and I am on the other side of the traffic light." There was water outside the car, and the piercing horn sounded from time to time. ; There were crowds of people in the car, and the anxious and unbearable anger quickly swelled, as if a bomb could be ignited at any time. Finally, the eldest sister couldn't stand any longer: "The driver opens the door, I'll get off the car first, I'm in a hurry!" While talking and knocking on the door, the master explained: "You can't get off the car until you arrive at the station!" The eldest sister paused for a moment. After a while, but not long after, she started again: "I knew I wouldn't get in the car. It would be better to walk than get in the car..." The master said patiently: "I am thinking about your safety!" Upon hearing this, the eldest sister said, A new round of offensive was launched: "What's safe, but just opening the door makes it unsafe?..." The curses were like a violent storm, and they were out of control. The driver stopped explaining after several times and left the elder sister alone to curse. The elder sister's stubbornness made many passengers boo, but no one said anything. The driver endured the insults and remained silent all the way, as if only the roar of the car continued to defend him. I stood there and gave the master a thumbs up involuntarily. The traffic gradually loosened up. After the eldest sister got off the bus at the station, the car finally became much quieter.

After getting off the bus, I couldn’t help but admire that it was him and them who were working day and night to facilitate our lives. Regardless of the external wind and sun or the torrential rain in their hearts, they always stick to their posts and never leave. Composition 5 for seventh grade people like this

In the hot summer, the cicadas kept chirping, and the various flowers at my grandma’s house exuded a charming fragrance and competed with each other in beauty. However, my grandfather, who used to play with me, can no longer sit on a chair and read a newspaper leisurely in such a beautiful environment.

Your care for me was meticulous, but in the end, I couldn't even look at you. All I saw again was just a black and white photo.

Grandpa sells fertilizers. You always carry the fertilizers to the tractor with a pair of calloused hands every day. You wear a shabby hat and sportswear, and you look kind and approachable.

I still remember that when I had a cold, you just looked at me with a gentle look, then put on your clothes and went out. When I woke up, you were sitting next to me, holding a bowl of medicine in your hand, and handed it to me with a smile. I took the medicine and drank it. I recovered from my illness the next day, and my grandma told me that my grandpa stayed up all night just to go out and buy medicine for me. As soon as I heard this, tears rolled in my eyes involuntarily.

And I often quarrel with you for a long time because of some things, and get angry with you because you don’t buy me food... Now I think about what I did before, it’s too childish and stupid. , will you be sad because of my anger, sad because of my unreasonableness?

Grandpa, I miss you so much now. I hope you are still alive. I will never be angry with you. I want to pack fertilizers with you and sell them at a good price; I want to go to the market with you, and I must listen to you; I want to help you work, help you cook, and let you rest...even though you have passed away. , but I will still miss you forever. I will always remember the scene of you playing with me. Grandpa, you will always be in my heart.

People like you will be missed by me forever. Such a person seventh grade composition 6

No matter it is windy or rainy, no matter it is hot or cold, there are always a few small figures busy around the road. They took brooms and shovels and swept the roadside and surrounding area spotless.

Yes, they are the beauticians of the environment - cleaners!

One day before the Spring Festival, my mother and I went shopping. Suddenly, God was not kind and it began to rain continuously. The cool breeze blew by, making people feel chilly. We quickly took out an umbrella to protect ourselves from the cold wind blowing from the slope.

My mother and I stepped up our pace and walked to the platform. At this time, I saw an aunt in blue sweeping the floor on the opposite side of the road, with a worn-out straw hat on her head. Unlike other passers-by who were in a hurry, she had no intention of avoiding him. I asked my mother, "Mom, do you think that's the cleaner?" My mother looked up and nodded to me. "Then why is she still sweeping, it's raining, and it's almost Chinese New Year, and she's still working?" Maybe I asked a lot of questions in a series, and it was cold and I was in a hurry to get on my way. My mother seemed a little impatient and said, "There are so many questions. You can ask her yourself. I don't know that much." I nodded seriously and immediately ran to the aunt.

"Auntie, block it, or you will catch a cold." I said. Maybe she was too focused on her work. My sudden warmth made her stunned for a moment. Then she shook her head with a smile and said in a hoarse voice: "No, no, thank you, kind-hearted young man. It's windy right now. It's rubbish." They fly everywhere easily, so I have to clean them up before the rain gets heavy." My heart seemed to be hit hard, my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't speak for a while. She lowered her head and continued sweeping the floor. "Why aren't you on holiday yet? It's almost the New Year!" My voice was harsh. "Haha, we have to work harder as the holidays come. If everyone has a comfortable and clean environment, we will feel much better during the New Year!" There was no fatigue in her voice, but full of energy. Only then did I notice her appearance, her yellow and black skin, and her gray hair sticking out through the worn-out straw hat. There seemed to be something swirling in my eyes. Ah, the cleaner! It’s a small and inconspicuous profession, but without such a group of people who are willing to give, how could we have such a good travel environment?

Their hard-working yet optimistic and open-minded spirit really makes me admire them!

"Auntie, you'd better block it. If you damage your body, who can help us beautify this city!" I said as I forced the umbrella into her hand. Before she could react, I quickly ran back to my mother. I heard my aunt shouting "thank you" loudly from behind. I didn't look back. Although I couldn't see the look in my aunt's eyes at this time, I knew that her heart must be warm.

"I gave the umbrella to that aunt, she worked too hard." After my mother looked at me angrily, she scratched my nose and said, "Well, I saw it, you are so kind... ...However, I feel that my son has really grown up!"

Haha, I laughed happily! Such People Seventh Grade Composition 7

In life, there are always some people who seem to only play an insignificant role, but have paid a lot for us. Just like the least dazzling star in the vast sky, it can light up the entire night sky.

It was a winter, the north wind was howling, the whole world was wrapped in silver, and even the sun protested - the sunrise was too late. But even so, the bus driver, Master Chen, still wore his white cotton-padded jacket and went to work on time, as usual. Many people say that Master Chen is very dedicated. Maybe the word "dedication" is not a moral accomplishment for him, but it may have become a personal habit.

Master Chen drove away in the wind and snow. Little did he know that once he left, he never came back. The driver of the car in front of Master Chen was drunk, causing the accident. Coupled with the wind and snow, Master Chen is making a bet with death, a bet at the cost of his life.

A huge piece of glass shard penetrated Master Chen's heart. Red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and everything from the corners of his clothes to the hems of his trousers was stained red with blood. The originally white cotton-padded jacket was splashed with "paint", which was imprinted on everyone's hearts. Master Chen still endured the pain and stopped the car while bleeding. No one in the car was injured.

However, Master Chen was taken away by the God of Death. He told the God of Death: "I am willing to exchange my life for the lives of the passengers." Master Chen who was in the car at the end was bloody and bloody. What was clearly visible was Master Chen's smiling face, so kind. , peaceful, as if asleep. Master Chen is just an angel. He is gone now, but he has left us with precious spiritual wealth.

Master Chen’s dedication has become a habit, and his spirit of self-sacrifice will shine like a diamond. As for himself, although he breathed his last at his post, the red blood dripping on the steering wheel is the best proof and the highest evaluation for him. Seventh Grade Composition 8

She has short hair, often wears jeans and a pair of tennis shoes, jumps around when walking, and yells when talking. She looks like a boy. She is my good friend - Wang Yiying.

She is a girl who loves reading.

But because her eyesight was deteriorating day by day, her parents always restricted her reading. At this time, she would pretend to be serious and say: "I remember when I ruled the martial arts world, I held the Shang Fang Sword in my left hand and the death-free gold medal in my right hand. I was so majestic. I didn't expect that now, a great hero like me can even read this book. Books must also be restricted. Alas, things are really different than before!" After hearing this, my parents felt angry and funny.

She is a brave girl.

A few days before the sports meeting, when the teacher was signing up for the class statistics project, the students rushed to sign up. But when the teacher read: "Women's 800-meter long-distance race", the classroom was immediately silent. I thought: 800 meters is so tiring, I won’t sign up! Just then, a crisp voice broke the long silence: "Teacher, let me go!" Ah, it turned out to be her! She and I were classmates in elementary school, and physical education was her weak subject in elementary school. The teacher also knew that she was in poor health and advised her not to participate, but she said firmly: "No one can sign up for this project in the class. The ranking is not important. What is important is whether you participated in the activity..."

She is an honest girl.

Ah! The weekly math test results are out! Without any doubt, she was first in the class again! However, I found that as she listened, her brows furrowed more and more tightly. I couldn't help but wonder, what happened to her? After class, she hurried to the podium and said to the teacher: "Teacher, you didn't judge this question for me. I shouldn't get this score, nor should I be first..."

She has a wide range of hobbies, a brave and honest character, and is a young girl who is always full of energy and smile. She is so unforgettable to me! Such a person seventh grade composition 9

You turn into a star and fly to the vast universe that belongs only to you.

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At around 12 noon on March 14, according to news from the BBC and many other external websites, British physicist Stephen Hawking passed away at the age of 76.

In Hawking's 76 years of life, only 20 years were normal. When he was 21 years old, he was already suffering from ALS, and only three fingers on his body could move. But in his 76 years of life, what he accomplished was several times that of ordinary people. Even during his illness, he completed his PhD in only 2 years. He left many more scientific contributions to the world than "A Brief History of Time", but he only used three fingers.

Mr. Hawking once said this: "My fingers can still move, and my brain can still think; I have ideals to pursue throughout my life, and I have relatives and friends who love me; by the way. , I still have a grateful heart.” I think it was his sincere and kind heart of gratitude and the profound universe he pursued that allowed him and the earth to see the hope of life, his hope. .

"Eternity is a long time, especially for the end," he said. When "ALS" silently wrapped around Hawking's thin body like a demonic and despairing curse, the doctor once declared that he could only survive for two years at most.

But he refused this passionate and solemn invitation from the God of Death. He has lived until the so-called end of his life for fifty-five years to this day. Even though he has only been confined to a narrow wheelchair for decades, his hope continues to urge him. He studies the universe and black holes, and his thoughts travel farther than anyone on earth.

Hawking's children wrote in a statement to the Guardian: "His courage, perseverance, and his brilliance and humor inspired people around the world." We can't imagine Hawking being so ill. Why are scientists so funny and humorous? Others are pitying and lamenting. And what about Mr. Hawking personally? With his trademark grinning smile, he affects you and me, the entire world, the entire universe, and the ever-awaiting, cosmic, and mysterious hope in his heart.

A man who wrote a brief history of time will not escape the shackles of fate. You may think that Hawking in the 20th century is no better than Einstein in the 19th century or Newton in the 18th century, but he is the most outstanding person in this century. One of the great scientists. Maybe no one can resist fate; but you have to have hope to persevere. Hawking gave us the best example.

May you turn into stars and influence another group of creatures unknown to us. Such people seventh grade composition 10

Life is colorful, and all kinds of things will make us unforgettable. There are many people who will make us understand more truths. There are some people like this , their actions tell us what warmth is.

Time flies by, and the scenery of the century changes. After the cold winter, we also usher in the ever-changing spring: sometimes it is cold, sometimes it is hot; the sky is clear in the morning, and there are dark clouds in the afternoon; yesterday was short-sleeved , today’s sweater... These weather changes always catch people off guard.

This day should be the coldest day since the beginning of school. Early in the morning, I heard my roommates complaining: It’s so cold. The wind is blowing so hard that my head looks like those random grasses. heap. I listened to the sound of the wind blowing outside and quickly got into my big quilt. When I sat on the bed and worried that I had no thick clothes to wear, they all dug out their own thick clothes in a panic. When we first went out, the moment we opened the door, the cold wind gave us a hug that made us shrink into a ball. I quickly returned to the classroom wearing two pieces of clothing. At this time, Xiaoyi came over and put my hand into her palm, "Why are you wearing so little? Your hands are as cold as ice cubes." I wiped my hands and said, "It's okay, it will be warm in the classroom." A little. "

Soon, many students returned to the classroom to study. Maybe it was because there were so many people. The classroom was very warm, and I didn't feel how cold it was. Everyone was sitting in their seats studying. When I was about to install the hot water, Xiaoyi came over to me with a water bottle and said, "Are you going to install the wader? I can help you install it. Anyway, I'm on my way. Give me the bottle." I held her hand and said, "No, it's not that far away. Let's go together." After hearing this, she immediately grabbed my water bottle and said, "You better." Just stay in the classroom, you are wearing so little." After that, he walked out. When she came back, she said to me: "Drink some water first and warm yourself up so that you won't be very cold." I nodded sheepishly, and then she returned to her seat to study.

After class, some students were ready to challenge the cold wind. The students walked out in groups and stood there, several of them welcoming the cold wind. After a while, everyone ran in, and then They closed the door at that time, and I was about to open it to let some air in. Xiaoyi came over and helped me open the door and window, and then closed them after a few minutes. I sat on a chair with her and chatted, and she suddenly took out a small bag with temperature from behind. "Take this, it's a small hot water bottle. It can warm your hands." She put the hot water bottle into my hand. At that time, a warm current surged through my body, and at that moment, I felt the warmth.

A simple greeting, a heart-warming action, a warm little hot water bottle... these all make me very warm and touched. Her actions made me feel warm.

Maybe we always think that life is incomparably dull. When color comes to our lives, we will be attracted by the small details in life and moved by those ordinary people.