The Composition of My Hero

In life, work and study, everyone has written a composition, and you should be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition can be divided into primary school composition, middle school composition and college composition (thesis). Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my heroic composition for reference only. Let's have a look.

The composition of my heroes is 1. They shine in my heart like starlight. In the long river of history, their stories are amazing, and their spirit is passed down by future generations. In my mind, they are well-deserved heroes.

He lived in seclusion without worldly pollution, and put aside all other thoughts. Yes, he is Tao Yuanming, an idyllic poet who "picks chrysanthemums under the hedge and sees Nanshan leisurely". Don't bend over for five buckets of rice, resolutely resign and retire. He believes that as long as he is free and happy. The wonderful world like Taoyuan is his dream life. The people were displaced, and the war-torn world left him helpless. His heart is full of infinite desires, but there is nothing he can do. He really achieved the goal of "emerging from the mud without staining, cleaning up the ripples without demon", and he is a hero in my mind who leads an honest and clean life.

He abandoned medicine for literature, and is a great writer in modern China. He is Lu Xun. He lives in such a turbulent era, and he deeply knows that to make China rich and strong, he must change his current thinking. So he used the pen as a sword and satirized the dark society with articles, which also penetrated into everyone's heart and played a great positive role in society. "Bowing down as a willing ox" fully demonstrated his inner world, and his patriotic spirit was praised by later generations. Lu Xun is also a hero in my mind.

Qu Yuan is also a patriotic poet. In the face of the cold world, he generously sighed: "The world is turbid and I wake up alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone." So he jumped into the Miluo River with a stone in his arms, just for this sad world. Why doesn't his patriotism make us admire and fear? He is still a star and hero in my heart.

Throughout the ages, how many people have appeared for the benefit of the country? Wen Tianxiang's "Who has never died in life since ancient times, keep the heart of a child and take care of history" has gathered his lofty aspirations and lofty sentiments; Lu You's "Julian Waghann concentrates on the north, and family sacrifices are not forgotten" has entrusted his patriotic spirit? They will not be forgotten by future generations, and their reputation will go down in history. Their spirit will continue to pass on and infect each of us.

My hero is also my role model. I admire them, and I will learn from them, inherit their spirit, become a useful talent in modern society, and contribute my strength to the motherland!

My hero composition 2 always yearns for such a life. In the sunshine, I was moved by the warmth, simplicity and brightness of writing. The sages who moved me in the book became my heroes and gave me strength.

The demise of a dynasty is always attacked by a strong man riding a Hummer from the grassland or the south, and this dynasty is always defended by a group of helpless literati. Such a scholar is a hero.

Old Mr. Wang Guowei knew that the Qing Dynasty perished at midnight. The next day, he borrowed fifty cents from his colleagues as usual, and then bought tickets for the Summer Palace. Before coming to Kunming Lake, he spread his braids. At this time, Mr. Wang Guowei is like a pen, holding a penholder and having beautiful hair. Soon, he jumped into Kunming Lake. Mr. Wang of Kunming Lake, with messy hair, opened his eyes to see the world he once lived in, and then closed his eyes, like an eternal hero. He has defended Manchu culture all his life. When the Qing Dynasty perished, he was also blowing in the wind. Born in troubled times, died in silence, enough to be a hero.

In the twenty-fourth year of Guangxu in Qing Dynasty, Tan Sitong and other six gentlemen of the Reform Movement of 1898, stained the grain market with blood, sacrificed their lives for justice and died heroically, which is a drop in the ocean.

On that day, the world was gloomy, the clouds changed color, and the wind swept away the flowers and incense dust. "If you want to kill a thief, you can't go back to heaven. Die well, quickly, quickly!" The butcher knife fell, thunder burst in the sky, and explosions broke out one after another. Tan Sitong's blood is like a rose, revealing her peerless youth, generate in the sorrow of all! The thorn on the rose stem stung the decadent Qing Dynasty! On that day, the sunset was more beautiful than the morning glow. At that time, death was more beautiful than life, more absolutely beautiful. The new ghost cried and the old ghost cried. Tan Sitong died for the truth of saving the country and the people, which was touching enough to be a hero.

When everything seemed hopeless, he came, turned the essay into a dagger and stabbed the handle into the enemy's heart.

A fallen landlord family, a turbulent era, an autumn of national survival, he, as a general's surprise, appeared. At the head of the national disaster, when the wind and rain were shaky, the writer Lu Xun changed his mind three times, waving a giant pen in his hand and using the article as a knife and gun to tear the dark and turbulent society and reveal the dawn! He said that he was not inheriting culture, but changing it. Cut off the feudal remnants with the trend of destroying the old and dying. A writer, a soldier, a hero in my mind!

Whether it's the persistence of culture, the persistence of political reform or the roar of darkness, it's like Huang Zhong and Lu, rumbling in my heart. He, he, they are all heroes in my mind.

My heroic composition 3: Live as a hero and die as a ghost.

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When I go to Qiu Lai in spring, flowers bloom and fall. I don't know how many such years have passed. Facing the morning sun, I go to school at dawn, and with the sunset, I sweep the kitchen smoke home. This mediocre and boring life makes me fidget. So, in my spare time, I began to sketch my hero. ...

You love your country and your people, but you hate not being able to understand each other. So in times of difficulty, you angrily wrote "I go up and down to seek" to express your confusion. You advised the six countries to attack Qin, but you hated the fatuous king of Chu for not listening. When you see the ignorant world, you feel that "the whole world is drunk and I am the only one who wakes up", and then jump into the Miluo River in resentment. Your loyalty and patriotism make the world admire you.

Qu Yuan-You are a hero in my heart.

With the cry "A prince would rather have a seed", he broke through the sky and a huge figure came quietly. When you farm with others and your future is bleak, you still have the lofty ambition of "mockingbirds". You dare to break through the feudal concept of inferiority, dare to be enemies with the decadent Qin government, and dare to break through the ideological shackles of order. At the time of the uprising, you shouted: "And a strong man will break his wrist and give his name when he dies!" "In that turbulent and fatuous era, you embarked on the road of resistance, which started the peasant uprising in China.

Bobby Chen.-You're my hero.

You were born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. When you are young, you have a great ambition to "climb to the top, and you will see that other mountains are dwarfed under the sky". . You are eager for the prosperity and strength of the motherland, and you are eager to serve the motherland. However, this is against your will. "An Shi Rebellion" led to the decline of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. When the Dangjia River is broken, you once felt that "although the country is broken, the mountains and rivers will last forever, and the vegetation will turn green in spring". Walking on the broken land, watching the suffering farmers and the darkness of society, you still have the desire to "own a vast building and shelter all the poor people in the world". You have been patriotic all your life, so you are honored as "the history of poetry" by later generations.

Du Fu-You are a hero in my heart.

When the years cycle again and again, the flowers fade again and again. When you feel that life is monotonous, let's go into history, go to those heroes who have felt their sorrows and joys, and paint a goal for ourselves and a bright future.

In the composition of My Hero in April and August, the sun was like fire, sunflowers showed bright smiling faces, hot air blew into every corner of the city, and cicadas kept complaining in the trees. Suddenly, a stronger complaint broke the silence in the afternoon. "ouch! I don't want to practice anymore, I'm tired of it! " I pouted impatiently. "Hold on for a few more days, and you will pass the exam in a week." Mother said softly. "Grading test! Grading test! It's always a grade exam! Everyone else went out to play, but I was the only one practicing the piano. If I had known it was so difficult, I wouldn't have studied! " "How did this happen?" I interrupted my mother, put down the piano cover and ran out the door. The music stand slammed on the keys, making a dull bass, which echoed for a long time, as if my heart had been knocked.

In the next few days, I didn't talk to my mother again, and my mother didn't care about me anymore. On the surface, I am lucky, but my heart is empty. But those days were during the Olympic Games, and there were wonderful events on TV, so I sat down and watched TV. On this day, I watched the women's 200 butterfly final.

At the command, the athletes jumped into the water like fish. At first, Liu Zige, an athlete in China, was a little behind, but she suddenly started sprinting at the second corner and kept this advantage to the end, miraculously surpassing the world record. I couldn't believe it. I couldn't help exclaiming, "Liu Zige is a genius!" However, it turns out that Liu Zige is not. In an interview with reporters, Liu Zige's coach told her the "secret"-work hard! Besides eating and sleeping, the rest of her day is training or training. This reminds me of myself: I flinched because of a little effort. What am I?

From that day on, from dawn to evening, you can always hear melodious piano music from the piano room. Yes, I found the precious thing I lost from that black and white keys-hard work! In the exam a few days later, I have conquered anyone, including myself, with the flowing piano sound.

The person who needs to thank is Liu Zige, because she is like a bright lamp, illuminating my direction, and because she is like a breeze, dispelling the haze in my heart and giving me the courage to face the sunshine. She is my forever hero!

My Hero Composition 5 Everyone's hero is different. Some people regard brave people who love their motherland and die for their country as heroes, some people regard soldiers who defend the people and give their lives as heroes, and some people regard ordinary people as heroes. My hero is my mother.

In the family

Mothers play many roles in the family: mother, wife, daughter and so on. Dad often works in other places, and everything at home, big and small, is arranged by his mother. She can not only clean the dirty house in one morning, but also buy all the things and food she needs during the Chinese New Year! She is also the most humorous person in the family, and can always resolve the embarrassing atmosphere. It can really be called "a strong woman in the new era who gets the kitchen under the hall"!

In society

My mother is a bank clerk. Every day when she goes to work, she will meet all kinds of people, either polite or rude, or pretending not to know, or being smart. Sometimes I can't help worrying when I look at my mother's thin figure running around in the bank hall. But my mother is also a person who has been in the society for many years, and she is still very calm about these people and things. And sometimes my mother has extremely unique and novel views on some political issues, which will amaze anyone. Sometimes I secretly regret: Alas, my mother didn't become a female politician or something.

About me

The most important role of a mother is "mother". I'm afraid the word "mentor" can't express the intimacy between my mother and me. My mother is indeed my teacher and friend, but more specifically, I am also my mother's teacher and friend. In terms of knowledge, I have taught my mother in many places; My mother taught me many ways to get along with people. Our mother-daughter relationship is very equal. My mother also loves to accept new things and is willing to follow suit, because she said she didn't want to have a generation gap with me and would be young forever. In study, she will accompany me to study and help me tide over the difficulties when I meet them. As for my health, my mother gave me a "medicated diet" and urged me to exercise every day. What a lovely and strict mother!

Mom, you are my hero. You gave me endless love with your little body, and I can't repay it in my life. You are like the sun, always shining on my growth, always comforting me, encouraging me, giving me courage and making me better. Mom, thank you! You will always be my greatest hero!

My Hero Composition 6 Gone with the Wind, you lead a sad life as a daughter.

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Do you still remember the innocence of "returning to the boat late and fascinated by the depths of the lotus" in your girlhood, when you were still an ignorant child? There is also the childishness of "crossing the river and starting the gull and heron pool". However, people will grow up eventually. Marrying into the Zhao family, the feeling of husband and wife makes you cherish it all the more. Husband Zhao Mingcheng sometimes goes out to work. As a daughter, you are not allowed to leave the house, but you still pin your thoughts on your husband in a poem: "There is nothing you can do to eliminate this feeling, only frown and take it to heart." But this sweetness has not been with you all your life, perhaps because you are not suitable for this life at all. When the husband dies, the country will be ruined, but you will suffer a heavy blow in your heart and shoulder the mission of her husband's last wish-escape. Such an important task is shouldered by a weak woman, just like the lofty sentiments in your poem: "Life is a hero, and death is also a hero." In troubled times, you can escape with the help of a woman, which shows how determined your will is.

"Searching" and you just aroused a love caused by money. He just wanted the property around you, so you used him to cheat and put him in prison. In ancient times, a wife sued her husband for two years in prison anyway. As a woman, I have to admire her courage and determination. After you got out of prison, you left with the cultural relics. You are old. At this time, your face is very haggard.

One day, an old friend came to see you with a lovely little girl. Do you know that it was dusk and you wanted to teach her the skills in your life? But the little girl's refusal makes your heart ache. In ancient times, a woman without talent was virtuous, which was a social tragedy. But you were stabbed in the heart, so you lamented "dusk, bit by bit, this time, what a sad sentence!" " It is this feeling that determines your important position in the history of China literature; It is because of this lawsuit that we are moved, pitied and admired for your life; It is precisely because of this melancholy that we feel that we have crossed the times and suffered the tragedy of that era.

Yi An, the hero in my heart, you have shown us the greatness of women with your whole life. Although you are not as powerful and domineering as Mulan or as majestic as Wu Zetian, you have shown us a sentimental and loving Li Qingzhao. It is because of your feelings that I am amazed and admired.

Yi An, you are my forever hero!

My hero is not a great man, but the head teacher of our class: I wish the teacher.

I wish the teacher, slightly fat, a pair of round eyes, waterfall-like long hair hanging down her waist, very beautiful!

I wish the old man help us every time, surpass himself, don't be timid and talk more. She will say, "Who is my confidant?" ",in fact, is to let us tell the answer. Whenever I hear this sentence, I always want to tell her, but I am afraid of making a mistake, so many times I choose to give up and always raise my hand when I am most sure. But I didn't take it seriously several times. I hope the old man will take pains to remind me every time. Sometimes my eyes stare at the blackboard, but my heart flies out of the window, so I wish the old man pressed my hand, which means: concentrate! Repeat this several times, and you will never get tired of listening. When I make progress, she will look at me with kind and encouraging eyes, and I will be greatly encouraged! Once, when my writing improved, she gave me a sweet candy, which was really sweet in my mouth and sweet in my heart for a long time. She teaches us knowledge and makes us feel that learning is a pleasure. She is my mentor, my good friend and my great hero.

I wish the old man not only helped me in my study, but also made a lot of efforts in my life and taught me the truth and skills of dealing with people. I remember once, I had a conflict with three students in my class. I have been depressed for a long time. Stimulated by their language, I broke out. By the third day, I knew I was throwing caution to the wind and couldn't help but fight with them! After the incident, Zhu Lao severely criticized us, saying that no matter what, we should not hit people, be reasonable and not solve problems by brutal means. Then he came to us alone to find out the specific situation, knowing that I was wronged before I started, so he taught me how to get along with my classmates: "Students should be United and friendly, be generous and tolerant, and when things can't be solved, you can find a teacher to coordinate and communicate, and then communicate with them more and help each other. After a long time, you may become good friends and get valuable friendship, so that your life will be very happy. "

I didn't like it before, but I hope the old man will never abandon me. On the contrary, he gave me more care and made me feel very warm! Now, I have made many good friends not only in my own class, but also in other classes. I finally got a taste of friendship. Therefore, although I am very nervous about my study and life at school, I am very happy because of the concern of so many friends. But Zhu Lao taught me all this, so in my mind, Zhu Lao is a great hero, although she didn't go to war! I want to be a teacher like her and a hero in the eyes of students when I grow up!

My heroic composition 8 flowers bloom and fall, you can't be forgotten, night falls, you can't be forgotten, you can't be erased from your dreams, and you are a great hero in my mind.

In the eyes of others, you are as ordinary as sand, but in my eyes, you are as great as a tree standing on a high mountain, sheltering us from the wind and rain.

When I was just full moon, I snuggled up in your warm arms and sniffed your unique fragrance greedily, but the silence was interrupted by a ringing telephone. You hurriedly put me down and took snow blower out, leaving only a whisper in my ear: "Baby, hammer hill Shirdo, the road is slippery, I'm going to clean there and come back to play hide-and-seek with you." I nodded in confusion, watching your generous back disappear in front of me. I know you went to hammer hill for our safety. At that time, you were my hero

On my ninth birthday, I enjoyed the affection of my relatives in my room, held your hand and fed you a piece of cake. However, before the cake was completely swallowed, the mobile phone on the table rang happily again. You reached out and answered the phone. It turned out that the property asked you to clean up the garbage in the community. You patted me gently on the head and said to me gently, "son, go and play with your brother and sister, and I'll buy you a small gift when I come back." I nodded with joy and watched you leave. Later, I went to the kitchen to look for water, and I happened to see you working on the roadside downstairs. It was summer, and you wiped the sweat from your cheeks and shook your sour arm from time to time. I know that you work tirelessly for a cleaner environment and a more comfortable life in our community. At that time, you were my hero

When I came home from school at noon today, I saw you sitting on the sofa sweating, but your hands and feet were red with cold. I stepped forward to hold your hand and made me tremble. I frowned and scolded you for not wearing gloves. You shook your head, raised your eyes and smiled at me: "It's troublesome to wear gloves, so don't hurry up. What should you do if it keeps snowing? " I know you always think of us, regardless of your own cold and warm. After dinner, I have to leave again, watching my tall figure disappear into my eyes, as if I were a hero on the battlefield. At that time, you were my hero

Flowers bloom and fall, and you stand among the petals; When night falls, you disappear into the darkness; When I dream, you always appear in my mind. My father, a sanitation worker, is a great hero in my mind.

My heroic composition 9 Since ancient times, heroes have come forth in large numbers, and women and children are well known. However, the hero in my mind is not so upright as Wen Tianxiang, who has never died since ancient times, and so detached as Tao Yuanming, who has never bowed his head for a bucket of rice. He is just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary.

"Tofu, buy tofu", accompanied by hot weather, a burst of hawking broke the peace of summer. I was shopping in the supermarket, and I was worried that there was no tofu my mother asked me to buy. I heard the peddling and ran out to buy it. When I went out, the voice came from a red-faced man like Guan Yu. His vest clung tightly to his body and a towel hung around his neck. He was riding on, so I stopped him quickly.

He stopped the car and asked me to choose tofu. I carefully selected it. He leaned back in the car and looked around. After the selection, I asked him to put the tofu on it and he picked it up. At this moment, a shrill whistle broke into my ear. Unconsciously, chubby tofu has broken into tofu flowers. Someone next to him gasped and heard fame. The big fellow held a little girl's hand tightly, his chest fluctuated violently, his face became redder than before, and the other hand picked up a towel to wipe the sweat. Then he squatted down and touched the little girl's head and said, "Be careful when crossing the road in the future." Then he turned around and looked at the tofu on the ground. He said shyly, "it's okay if the tofu is broken." Uncle will pick you a bigger one! " After that, he stuffed me with a big piece of tofu with rough hands and rode away.

There was a long selling sound in the distance, and I froze in place.

This kind of thing is not uncommon. There are countless such things as well-intentioned people helping others, but since the tragic story of "Abortion" happened, my heart has frozen three feet. I didn't think it would happen to me to give up myself to save others. I am surprised that such an ordinary person can sacrifice himself for others.

The sun in the sky, like a soldering iron, is still burning the earth mercilessly, and spring has blossomed in my heart.

Who says heroes are extraordinary and who is not ordinary? But people say they are unfair because their behavior is unusual. Ordinary people have extraordinary actions, so they can be called heroes!

This is my hero, an ordinary and extraordinary "vendor".

My heroic composition 10 It's late at night, and it's getting dark. Looking up at the boundless starry sky, the stars shine brightly in the dark night. Just like my hero, he points me in the direction like a star, so far away, as if in front of me and in my heart.

Literature master Lu Xun

Flying freely is as light as a dream, and the more powerful my wings are. Wandering in the book again and again, I was lucky enough to touch his spiritual world and cheer for him.

I met him for the first time in a book. At that time, I was too young to understand the burning heartfelt words. How many touching thoughts are revealed between the lines. I didn't really know him until I went to junior high school and met him again in the textbook. In that turbulent era, wars continued, people's hearts decayed, and they had long lost their ability to fight evil forces. Seeing this scene, he decided to give up medicine and devote himself to writing, cutting people's sleeping hearts with the sword of a pen. But the facts are not satisfactory. However, after many times of tempering and difficulties, he was able to keep his active mind, not afraid of difficulties, and remain firm, and then he became the Taishan Beidou in the literary world.

Until now, I still clearly remember what he said: "If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence." If you hit the building, it will be close to my heart, and it will be a real hero in my mind.

Patriotic celebrity Lin Zexu

It seems that genius is always in troubled times. He is a hero in troubled times but never fails.

The darkest and most chaotic days in history have arrived. Opium is very popular in China. It is considered as a coveted item. People's hearts are floating, and China is in danger. At this moment, he ignored the risk and demanded the destruction of opium, which led to the famous Humen Incident. In the great risk, he chose to be loyal to the country and the people and saved the hearts of the people. "Selfishness is the life and death of the country, and it is avoided because of disasters." This is his famous sentence. Yes, a man can only be a real hero if he always thinks of his country regardless of his personal safety.

Lin Zexu, a regrettable figure, a commendable figure, is a real hero in my mind.

Looking up at the starry sky, the stars are the most dazzling in the watery night, but the heroes in my mind are more dazzling than the stars and shine in my mind.