Moonlight excellent composition

In study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. How to write a composition to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is my excellent moonlight composition, for reference only, and I hope it will help everyone.

Excellent composition by moonlight 1 Mid-Autumn Festival,

The moon buried in my heart,

Only half a lap;

The young mind groaned a thousand times,

But the ending is always parting,

Comfort yourself,

Don't be sad, don't be sad,

Because,

People have joys and sorrows.

Mid-autumn festival,

The moon buried in my heart,

Only half a lap,

I really want to make it round and bright, but it is still like a boat.

Comfort yourself,

Don't be sad, don't be sad,

because

It is rain or shine.

Mid-autumn festival,

The moon buried in my heart,

Only half a lap,

Looking at the moon in the sky,

And the heart,

Like the moon,

Like Sister Chang 'e,

Full of loneliness,

Because,

The moon is bright and the stars are few.

Mid-autumn festival,

The moon stars in the sky are rare;

In the poem,

People have joys and sorrows,

The moon is clear and round;

And I,

I just want to be the moon boat in my heart,

Drift into the distance,

Find relatives ...

Listening carefully to the moonlight song and feeling the charm of music, I put down the inscription at that moment.

One day, I came home from school and came to the study with the cool autumn wind. I got 77 points in the exam and felt a little uneasy. I lay on the chair and picked up a book to read. After a while, there was an elegant piano music from the neighbor's house, which turned out to be playing Moonlight! My mood has relaxed a lot.

I continued to listen, as if facing the sea, the moon is rising from the sea level, like a shining umbrella shining the whole sky and the sea, and like a big jade plate. After a while, the speed of playing the piano accelerated, and the moon seemed to stick its head out of the misty clouds, but jumped into the clouds again, as if playing hide-and-seek with me. At this time, the rough sea was quiet for a moment, and my heart was much quieter, like a layer of silver gauze, emitting light yellow and extremely hazy. The rocks by the sea also give off moonlight. Everything is shrouded by the moon, and only one or two stars can be seen in the distant sky. How round the moon is! Embedded in the starry sky, it looks particularly bright, shining like oil, like the silver scales of Youlong. Listen, it feels like it's rippling in running water, and the full moon is like a mirror.

I was intoxicated for a long time and my mood was much brighter. This song has been with me for a long time, and now my heart seems to be illuminated by moonlight, which is extremely bright.

It's getting late, and the golden moon finally rises! She, first of all, gold and gold, rose slowly through a wisp of white cloud-like smoke. Suddenly, the color of the moon becomes lighter and lighter; The color of the moon has become white and white! She stood proudly high. She is so lovely and pure, like a silver jade plate, reflecting white light!

Moonlight illuminates half the sky, and only in the distant sky can one or two stars be seen, flickering faintly and disappearing slowly. "This river has been flowing for a day. Calm down and flow quietly. The moon is reflected on the water, and the evening breeze is shining. Ah! The river is illuminated, and the whole wide water surface is like a mirror, like a ribbon studded with precious stones. The earth lit up, and when I saw it, it was a huge white, as if covered with a layer of frost.

Go out for a walk when you are full, and walk aimlessly. The whole world seems to be immersed in the sea of silver light, setting off a warm and quiet night. "I'm also in the sea in the moonlight. The moonlight sprinkled on my clothes and warmed my heart. I think the warmth of the sun is too unrestrained, and the stars are cold and lonely. Only this gentle and quiet moonlight can be so perfect. The moonlight soaked the earth and the whole world was shrouded in a sacred atmosphere. The moonlight shines on me. My senses are blurred, and my heart is sublimated in this holiness!

The ward was very quiet, only moonlight poured in from the window like water, which disturbed my dream. ...

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I felt dizzy when I came together this morning. I thought I could make it. Unexpectedly, after the second class at school, I began to vomit in the classroom without warning, which scared the teacher to call my mother.

After my mother came, she panicked, too. After thanking the teacher in a flurry, she drove me to the hospital at once. There was a sea of people in the hospital. I sat in the waiting room hall, leaning back in my chair in a daze, only shaking my mother's figure and running around. My head is still dizzy. I closed my eyes and wanted to have a rest, but my heart began to feel sick again and my stomach was rolling. After a while, I threw up.

My mother was obviously frightened. I don't know where it came from. She held me in her arms and tearfully asked, "Apollo, what can I do for you? Can I help you? Wait for your mother, just for a while, just for a while! " Say that finish, picked me up and rushed into the emergency room. At that moment, I could feel my mother shaking all over.

According to the doctor's diagnosis, I have meningitis and need to be hospitalized immediately. Mother listened to the doctor's instructions and kept saying, "Good, good!" " "Then he carried me into the ward. Take medicine and go through the formalities.

In the afternoon, Dad, Grandpa and Grandma all came to the hospital. I was lying in the hospital bed, feeling weak, and I could only look at them eagerly. When my mother saw them, she got excited at once, and the tears that had been suppressed all morning finally flowed out. My mother has never done this, and she has never cried in front of me. I don't know why, I looked at my father's thin body, my nose was sour, and tears flowed down.

I had a high fever again at night, and the doctor came to check it over and over again. I didn't feel better until after midnight. Late at night, I am quiet and sleepy. I don't know what disturbed my dream and opened my eyes. It turned out that the moonlight, like water, passed through the window and landed on my hospital bed.

At this time, I found that my hand was being held by my mother lying in the hospital bed, treating her like water! My mother was so tired that she fell asleep. The moonlight kept writing, not only on her ups and downs, but also on her hair and face. Everything was quiet. Looking at all this, I thought of everything my mother did for me today. A warm spring rushed in and tears quietly flowed down my heart. ...

19 in the 1940s, the American slave trade flourished. Jesse, a white boy, plays the flute in the slave market near his home. When the slavers saw it, they kidnapped him to slave ship-Moonlight. So, along the way, he experienced a voyage to Africa to buy and transport slaves.

On this ship, he will play the flute for the captured slaves, let them sing and dance with his flute, make them strong and be good at singing and dancing, and then sell them at a good price.

During the whole voyage, the evil of slave trade finally began to be gradually exposed on paper. Finally, the slave ship, Moonlight, stopped a storm on the way back, and the ship was destroyed, which is also the retribution for the slave traders! But it also brought the lives of many innocent slaves. Only Jesse and a black child survived.

When the time comes to think about it, and then think about how good the peaceful and happy world is now, we should be satisfied. However, there are still some hard-working people and difficult people. How happy it is to compare us with them!

The historical suffering witnessed by the author must shock everyone; From now on, from me, from every family, cherish the peaceful world and let it live in harmony forever.

Liang Zi, who has a moonlight composition for 6 nights, leans against the river floor alone and looks at the sky. The bright moon is still so charming, and the earth under the moonlight seems to be sleeping. I wonder who caressed the piano. The loneliness of the piano breaking through the night sky takes us back to the moonlit night thousands of years ago.

A pot of wine, a little heroic, a little firm but gentle. He danced the sword under the moon, always holding a pot of Bing Xin in his hand, smiling at life in various ways, and stumbling with sword steps. The bright moonlight poured thousands of miles, and Yin Hui's eyes were dazzled. He couldn't help sighing, "until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us." He expressed his affection for the moon when his friend was demoted. "I am worried about the bright moon, and I will stay with the wind until the long night." When he missed his hometown, he "looked up and saw that it was moonlight, and when it sank back again, I suddenly thought of home."

In the moonlight, he faltered, holding a jade pot and Bing Xin, and gradually disappeared into the bright moonlight.

Loyalty for the country, exile fame and fortune, with the expectation of "when to send Feng Tang". He looked up at the moon sky. "When will there be a bright moon? Ask for wine from heaven. " However, when the moon often changes, it evokes the poet's various interests and gives an infinite sigh that "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is sunny and round." I miss my family, but I can't think about it I can only give my sincere wishes to the moon. "I hope people live long."

In the moonlight, he looked at the moon and missed his hometown. He sent sincere wishes and was taken away by the bright moon.

They are wanderers in the rivers and lakes, enjoying the mountains, stepping all over the water and melting into the scenery. They wrote the most beautiful picture, "moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream." Listen to the most natural voice, "The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight." Enjoy the most special scenery "too light for anyone to hear, except my comrade, Mingyue."

In the moonlight, they enjoy one place alone, and the harvest is the most beautiful, and their eyes become blurred, and they are fixed by the month at this moment.

I always read in my heart, "At that time, the bright moon was there, and I once returned according to the colorful clouds." There seems to be a touch of bright moonlight in front of my eyes, flowing quietly, hopeful and warm. Affection also seems to flow into people's hearts, slowly leading to the bones of the limbs, and inner joy also makes people feel as if the eyes are overflowing with extraordinary splendour and harmonious with the moonlight. It is fascinating that the flow of feelings can create such wonderful poems. What is a "bright moon and colorful clouds"? It's Xiaoping. He has two centers of gravity. It is the bright moon when Xiaoping left, and the poet's affection is as pure and meaningful as the bright moonlight, accompanying Xiaoping back. It is the warmth that stays in the heart, the beauty of family, and the most beautiful feeling in and out of words.

The moonlight is bright, and I am holding the clearest one here.

The moonlight is faint, and I am here to express my truest self.

The moonlight is dim, so I choose the brightest one here.

The moonlight dispersed, and I enjoyed the most beautiful articles here.

On the night when the cold wind was raging, a little boy named Tie Dan trotted on the rugged mountain road, holding medicine in his hand, which was used to treat grandpa.

After driving for two hours in heavy snow, he finally returned to a shabby thatched cottage-the home where he and his grandfather lived alone. He gently pushed open the door. There is little furniture in the room, only a bed, a stove and a bucket. He tiptoed to the bed and whispered, "Grandpa, it's time to get up and take medicine." A skinny old man struggled to get out of bed, but fell down again. Seeing this, Iron Egg immediately helped Grandpa sit up and asked lovingly, "Grandpa, why are you so ill?" Let me help you in the future. "

"alas!" Grandpa sighed and said, "You are still so young, I should take care of you, but now you take care of me ..." Iron egg gently supported grandpa's shoulder and comforted him, saying, "Grandpa, I have grown up, I will take care of myself. Let me help you in the future!" Grandpa has been choking since he heard it, and he hugged the iron egg excitedly. ...

Outside, the snow stopped and the moon came out. The moonlight shone through the small window of the hut, illuminating Grandpa and Iron Egg. ...

It was a dead night. I saw a beggar with white hair and rags, sitting quietly on the side of the road, looking at the endless sky in confusion, as if telling her his sad story. It's nine o'clock at night, and the busy street has fallen asleep in the moonlight. His gray hair stands out under the street lamp.

At this time, I stood on the balcony enjoying the tranquility of the night, enjoying the charming moonlight, and looking at the beggar from time to time, I suddenly felt a little pity and wanted to be his companion. So I went downstairs to see him for a few seconds, and then I went over and sat next to him. He seemed to know what I was thinking, so he told me his misfortune. It turns out that he is an employee of a machinery factory. Because the company closed down, he went to look for a job, but no one wanted him. After a few days, he ran out of money and became a beggar on the roadside. After listening to what happened to him, I felt more sympathy for him. Go down and chat with him every day. Until one day, I saw a little girl wearing a red scarf passing by, handed him a bag of food and gave him 200 yuan to buy a good suit. I found her, and she told me that she had a dream, that is, to help homeless beggars and encourage them to make money with their own efforts. She also used her lucky money and pocket money to set up a small foundation to help beggars. Listen to her.

After the foundation, I will not hesitate to join it. I will also help more beggars to have a bright future.

After thanking her, the beggar went to buy a decent suit and asked me, "What about this suit?" "Very nice." I told him. Then he went to the recruitment company and asked if there was a position suitable for him. The recruiter asked him, "Can you bear hardships?" He said firmly, "Yes, of course!" "We have a job as a cleaner here. Would you like to come? " "If you are willing, you are willing." "Good, then come to work at seven tomorrow." "Okay, thank you! Thank you! " In this way, he found a job that suits him. He works hard and never slacks off, and is praised by the manager. He is very grateful to both of us. At the bottom of his life, we gave him help and encouragement. Now his life has reached a peak, and we are all happy for him.

Later, she and I encouraged several beggars one after another, and now they can all support themselves. I didn't participate in this small foundation for nothing, but more for the pleasure of helping others.

Tonight, I stand alone on the balcony and enjoy the moonlight. Nothing else has changed except that I lost his figure and looked up at the sky again. All I can think of is my conversation with him. At this time, I closed my eyes and prayed that everyone would have a good time.

I lay quietly in the car and looked at the distance. I seem to see my mother again in the bright moonlight.

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I have no father. Even when I was a child, I didn't even know what a father was. I only remember that I have been in a dark room, and a woman I called my mother brought me meals every day.

But one day, she suddenly said to me, "Let me take you out." From then on, I knew what a mother is, what a father is and what love is.

Because my mother has a great dream, that is to travel to China. Of course, it is also possible to find a father who has never met. So my mother took me and rode out the door.

My mother always likes to tell me about a dream of red mansions and Daiyu burying flowers in the evening. I always suspected that my mother had a sad past, but I couldn't open my mouth. But I always like to lie in my mother's arms and look at the moon and my mother. The wind always blows my mother's hair, which turns white day by day. And bend my mother's waist day after day.

But it looks like the same servant. I lost my only relative again, and I got lost. I lost contact with my mother because I chased a kitten. The second time we met, it was at my mother's dusk. I fell on my mother's bed and cried, crying and falling asleep. The moon crept up again and gently covered me with a layer of white gauze. In the bright moonlight, I seem to see my mother again. At that moment, I felt very warm. (outline)

Moonlight Excellent Composition 10 Needless to say, a wonderful science and technology festival and an interesting reading festival are just an art festival, which has infinite significance.

The planner of our class worked overtime on the moonlit night to prepare for the art festival. Everyone is fully prepared. Only I, like an idle person, am the busiest in the art festival. He should not only take care of hygiene, but also discipline, but he doesn't feel tired and thinks it is a kind of enjoyment. The exhibition board was brought back. We carefully made exhibition boards, the content of which is to look up at the stars, shine with individuality, explore and think again and again, and finally finished the production of students in the moonlight.

Then there was the dance rehearsal, and it was still dancing until Sunday and moonlit night. We rehearsed a vivid program together in 2008 and 2007. They sacrificed their precious time and made great contributions to the art festival. God didn't let them down. They won the first prize.

Their persistence in the moonlight of the art festival is the most beautiful scenery.

Moonlight Excellent Composition 1 1 Huang Ziyi, Grade 6, Xiaxi Primary School, Dewey Town

"Is there really Chang 'e on the moon?" Looking at the starry night sky, I said to Yan.

"How old, naive not naive? I still believe this. " Yan stared at me as if he didn't know me.

I looked at the looming moon and smiled.

When I was in the third grade, I always liked to watch Pig with Bright Spring. I will watch it when I come home from school, especially when I see Chang 'e trapped in the moon. On a huge moon, there are only two people, Yutu and Chang 'e. At that time, I was convinced that Chang 'e was on the moon.

Every night, I stare at the moon. The moon changed from a circle to a bud, just like a little girl who can lie. When the moon was full, I thought Chang 'e didn't sleep. When she was holding a jade rabbit and bending it into a bud, I thought Chang 'e was asleep and the jade rabbit came out to eat moon cakes.

Once, I looked at the moon and said, "People can sit on the moon, and Chang 'e sits on that little tip. "Sister and brother laughed.

"Has anyone been to the moon?" I asked my brother, expecting an answer.

My brother nodded and smiled.

"Did he see the Guanghan Palace? Have you seen the Jade Rabbit? Have you ever seen Chang 'e? Does she look like Chang 'e on TV? " I asked a dozen questions in one breath.

Brother got a fright, didn't know how to answer, and smiled again.

Tagore said, "Heaven can be found in children's eyes ..."

Childhood is naive and confused, but more often it is happy and sad, but more often it is happy. Now I can't help laughing when I think of those wild fantasies.

In fact, people are often selfish.

People keep asking for sunshine. So, who gave the sunshine? This problem will not be thought of by human beings, who will only think of giving too little or too much sunshine. When the sunshine was mild, I forgot him again. However, sunshine still gives unconditionally. Who can give the sunshine a little sunshine? We can shout to the sky: thank you, golden sunshine! So, thank him, have you ever seen him answer your thanks with the most tolerant smile in the world? We often call sunshine golden, soft and warm. Then, please let us give him some sunshine and let him know that we have his happiness.

People are afraid of the dark. Darkness, many people will avoid this topic, and when it comes to him, there is only ridicule. So, everybody. How lonely is darkness? Please don't think that the darkness is smiling when you are afraid. He is touching us and trying to give us sunshine-like warmth. And all we feel is more fear.

Moonlight is the only light in the darkness. The hope that people find in endless darkness. Ah! People clung to him like straws. Finally, the grass roots are loose and the grass withers. He was finally thrown away.

People, please give them some sunshine and some warmth! Don't let them be rejected by the world. Just like you are not excluded from the world.

13 It's dark and the bright moonlight is hanging in the sky. After a busy day, I am ready to sleep.

I'm still lying in my cold little bed, and nothing can help me keep warm, except the moonlight coming through the window, which accompanies me day and night and guards me, but with it, I'm lonely from the Ministry. Tonight is because the moonlight is too strong! I lay in bed, thinking about the unpleasant things today over and over again. I couldn't help walking to the window and looking at the bright moonlight on the moon. Obviously it's not my fault, why do you want to impose it on me? Is it because of the relationship between poverty and wealth? I'm in a bad mood. I think only the moon understands my heart now! It, silent dedication, without it, the world will be in darkness at night. My partner moonlight, it is selfless, and it will not be dedicated only to the rich because of the difference between the rich and the poor. Dedicated to everyone in the world, rich or poor. Standing at the window, I tried to forget all the unpleasantness today. A cool breeze blew in, and I felt extremely cool, from heart to heart. By moonlight, I will forget everything and forget it slowly. Wow, that's comfortable. I opened my eyes and went back to bed. Gradually, I closed my eyes. It's quiet, but there are frogs outside the window and moonlight.

The moonlight is bright, in my heart, it is my partner, accompanying me all my life.

A full moon hangs in the sky, and the bright moonlight fills my window. The bright moonlight reminded me of my past thoughts and plunged me into deep memories.

In the sixth grade, I studied and lived in the county with my parents. I left my relatives, my friends and my alma mater. In those days, I was not as active, lively and cheerful as before. I often recall the life of Baofeng. What I can't forget most is my classmate and confidant-Wang Pin.

Wang Pin is my best friend in Baofeng, and we are bosom friends who talk about everything. She is thin and short, and her blonde hair looks particularly good with her red skin color. Under the thick eyebrows are bright eyes. Look, a tall nose and a small cherry mouth make up a lively and lovely little girl.

This lovely girl studied well when she was young. The best subjects in Wang Pin are Chinese and English. Every time she takes these two exams, her grades are always among the best. Every time the teacher reads the model essay, her article will definitely appear. Whenever she makes oral communication in English class, she can always speak fluent English. Because of this, we have become competitors in learning. Her strengths (such as self-confidence) are what I need to learn. She can always absorb some of my advantages, so we can learn from each other and make progress together.

Wang Pin not only studies well, but also has a very kind heart. It's a sunny morning. Wang Pin and Fang Qingyuan and I are playing on the playground. Suddenly, a dog barked in the distance. We are all dog lovers. How can you not get excited when you hear a dog barking? So we followed the barking and found the puppy. The puppy is dressed in white, and its eyes are very bright. It saw us coming and wagged its tail at us. It was cute. But it seems that its feet are hurt, and it is swaying when walking. When Wang Pin found out, he quickly picked up the puppy and ran home. At home, Wang Pin first fed him a ham sausage, then washed the wound with white wine and took out the medicine box to give him medicine. Finally, he bandaged the puppy's wound and let the puppy rest for a while. Wang Pin looked at the puppy, then at us, and said, "This puppy is so poor. Its wound has not healed yet. I will take it to my grandmother's house and let her help take care of it! " Looking at Wang Pin's firm eyes, I was also moved by her spirit. Isn't her spirit of caring for small animals worth learning? I want to say to Wang Pin from the bottom of my heart, "Wang Pin, that's very kind of you!"

Wang Pin is also very helpful. No matter who is in trouble, Wang Pin will lend a helping hand and do his best to help those in trouble.

Wang Pin, are you okay now? How is your study? Did you miss me? Wang Pin, I wish I could become a bird and fly to your side to see you!

Moonlight 15 Moonlight is like water, quiet and serene. It spread freely in my bed. Looking at this brocade-like light, I think of those happy, beautiful and happy years that have passed away, and I can't help but fall into meditation.

When I was a child, whenever I came home from school, I called my parents and I came back, so that I could eat a popsicle in winter and turn it into a cup of hot milk, which was my favorite food and drink at that time. So, get drunk every day.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, after the sun went down to sleep, the Moon Queen quietly hid in the house, fearing to disturb the sleeping people. My parents and I will like to play hand shadow in the house in the moonlight. Mother is a rabbit and father is a wolf. What about me? Of course, after giving them hunters, my father will soon become a gun and my mother will become a house, almost every day. Therefore, laughter will burst through the small window every night and fly out of the house, far away.

In the summer vacation after primary school, my father often plays racing with me in the evenings when I have nothing to do. There is no professional track at home. My father and I spent more than two hours building a runway in my bedroom. In fact, the track is composed of beverage bottles, cans, medicine boxes and medicine bottles. This track is simple but difficult, with many right-angle bends. The condition is quite strict, that is, the car loses when it touches those bottles. On the first day, my father and I had a good time. Both our newly charged cars were dead.

I remember a deep time when I saw that my dad was going to win, so I hit his car with my car. As a result, my car accelerated and overtook him at the corner. My dad's car derailed and knocked down a bunch of bottles. I cried happily: I won! Dad lost! Dad lost! Dad was unconvinced and the veins stood out on his head, arguing with me for a long time. Finally, I said: All is fair in war, and my father ended the battle wordlessly. Looking out the window, there were no pedestrians in the street, and the moon bent down with laughter, as if cheering for me and laughing at her father's failure. Dad exclaimed at one o'clock. I glanced at my watch and almost fainted. I quickly went to bed, fell down, closed my eyes and sobbed.

It was snowing heavily outside that winter night. Dad hasn't come back yet. He promised to go home today. My mother and I are waiting anxiously. Today is my birthday! My mother and I went downstairs and saw a man busy. He is making a snowman. The snowman's body is ready, and now he is busy making the snowman's head. Let's take a closer look. Isn't that his father? Let's run there quickly. After a while, the snowman finished, only to see him, wearing a birthday hat, wearing a red robe, holding my favorite popsicle when I was a child, and writing on the ground next to it: Happy birthday, son! I hugged my father excitedly.

The moonlight shines on the snowman, golden and golden. The moonlight is really beautiful tonight.

When I took back my thoughts, the moonlight filled my eyes. Through the tunnel of history, she records the happiness and beauty of the world and gives people endless reverie.