My one-day composition

In our daily study, work and life, we will always come into contact with composition. According to the different writing time limit, composition can be divided into limited composition and unlimited composition. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, the following is my composition of the day (3 selected articles). Welcome to read it. I hope you will like it.

My one-day composition 1 Saturday morning, my mother and I were discussing who to live in. At first, we decided to live in Li Jun's house. Later, considering that it was a girl of different sex, my mother mentioned Aunt Sun. I didn't want to at first, but because I have adapted to Beijing for some time and his son is in high school, I agreed!

Aunt Sun lives in Wendefu Garden. Although the buildings there look simple and the exhaust fan in the underground parking lot is not turned on, her home is quite spacious.

Their family lives on the sixth floor. Soon after I came in, I ran on their treadmill for a while, and then my mother left me there and went home alone. Then, we ate, because their family usually ate steamed bread, so we went to the supermarket to buy a box lunch, but we didn't finish it, which showed that their family was very friendly. Uncle Ren played a joke on me, "Let's drink together after dinner ..." I also gave my favorite to Aunt Sun.

After taking a shower, I went to bed.

The next morning, I got up first, then Aunt Sun. I had breakfast with Aunt Sun and went shopping. Aunt Sun asked, "Do you want to buy anything?" I answered "no". Then we went to the supermarket, bought some things and went home. Everything I bought was taken home, and Aunt Sun couldn't even move it if she wanted to!

Her evaluation of me is: generally speaking, I am a smart, lively and sensible boy, especially with a strong sense of saving, self-care and adaptability. Unfortunately, I won't take the initiative to say hello. I hope to correct it in the future!

My day's composition 2 As the ancients said, there is no end to learning in Shushan. My mother often teaches me how to read and understand, so as to lay a good foundation for the future. You must study hard and live up to your childhood and time! I remember my mother's words and study hard. Every morning, I get up and keep company with books. Lean back in bed and read aloud the text to be recited in the Chinese book. Ten minutes later, I babbled for another ten minutes. Remember a few good words and sentences while reading aloud. At this time, my mother has prepared a nutritious breakfast for me. While eating, I recalled the text I just read. Pick up English books after dinner and consolidate the words and sentences you have just read. Sometimes I remember words while chewing bread. In short, a day's plan lies in the morning, which is the golden age of memory. Don't waste it

In the school, there are teachers Hu and Lin. They have good teaching and responsibility, and they are United, friendly, lively and lovely with students. Everybody study happily together. Knowledge nourishes us and waters our growth. In the beautiful campus in the morning, communicating with teachers and friends makes me feel very happy and fruitful, just like studying for ten years! Go home at noon and have a delicious meal with mom and dad. The family talked and laughed at the dinner table, talking about their performance at school, anecdotes and weekend arrangements! I really enjoyed this lunch time! Read extra-curricular books for ten minutes after dinner, and then take a lunch break for about forty minutes, so as to ensure that the afternoon is full of energy and the effect is remarkable.

On the way to school in the afternoon, learn two more famous aphorisms. Because I know that hair can only be accumulated over time! The study time in the afternoon is very substantial and very happy.

Going home at night, the focus of the day is coming, that is, the learning crystallization accumulated today-the homework assigned by the Chinese teacher must be completed efficiently in a short time. At this time, my mother, a serious and responsible teacher, will also start working. She quietly browsed the Chinese homework I just finished and helped me find out the problem. The atmosphere is harmonious! I am also discussing communication with my mother, trying not to make mistakes. I won't rest assured until my mother finishes the exam. My mother praised me for my fast work and high quality! My heart is full of joy! Thanks to the educated mother! On the way to school, with your company, my childhood was really happy!

After dinner and finishing the homework assigned by the teacher, it was the happiest time of my day. My family went for a walk in the community. When we come back from a walk, the three of us will take their favorite books and read them quietly ... At this time, the room is very quiet, only the sound of turning pages and the ticking of the clock. We are all immersed in this quiet Miri, Malaysia!

This is my middle school birthday, a beautiful and fulfilling day!

One day's composition 3 The early morning sunshine dyed purple through the curtains, spilled into the room and smeared every corner, swaying like purple acacia. The alarm clock at the bedside is playing untimely, which is a bit disappointing.

When I got up, my parents were already making final preparations for going out to work. A person's day begins. After washing, say "goodbye" to my parents and sit in front of the computer with breakfast ready to sign in. The words "login succeeded" suddenly appeared on the screen. While listening to the "ding dong" sound when the computer notified the new news, I wolfed down the last bite of breakfast.

Time is not too much, the live online class has already started. "Good morning, classmates!" A friendly voice came from the other end of the computer. I knew this class was Mr. Chen's without asking me. The eyes follow the mouse on the screen between the lines, and the voice of the teacher in the online class, accompanied by the sound of the pen tip sliding on the notebook, is particularly clear in the quiet study.

One minute, walking slowly, and then looking up at the window, it was already noon. The sunshine outside the window is everywhere, bright but not warm. The online class in the morning is over, and my eyes are sour and tell me that I can't go to the computer again. what can I do? Do your homework! Open the learning plan, the dense words are a little dizzy, but what can I do? You can't pop up some words out of thin air in your study plan. In this case, then pick up the pen, conquer it and fall into it. When the sand in the hourglass touches the glass, it makes a tiny sound, so clear, accompanied by a heartbeat and a beating pen tip.

My wrist is sore, and I can't help looking at the exercise book covered with ink on the table. It's almost one o'clock, and I'm not very hungry after touching my stomach. I groggy went to the room, fell on the bed, don't want to move. My consciousness is beginning to get a little fuzzy. The warm sunshine bypassed the treetops and jumped to the window, as warm as mother's hand.

The sunshine in the afternoon has faded away from the brilliance at noon and become very gentle. I opened the nailing interface and saw a new message in the work notice before the class started. It was the teacher who corrected my homework, and I was excited to open it-"excellent"! I am excited and happy inside. "Ding-dong" pulled me back to the classroom and the online class continued.

I don't know when my parents came home, but the sizzling of the oil pan and the banging of the kitchen utensils woke me up. Straighten up, look up, it's already dark, only a few stars and a bright moon are left in the sky, looking at me from a distance from the window.

"Jenny, wash your hands and eat." Mother's intimate call. "Ok, let's get started." I also answered quickly. The aroma of food sitting on the dining table lingers on the tip of the nose. Well, it's the smell of mom. I took up my job, and my daily "visiting relatives" was about to begin. "Nini, did you listen carefully in class today? If you have any questions you don't understand, you must ask the teacher in time. " My mother asked me some standard questions while putting vegetables in the bowl. "Of course, listen carefully. The next day, the teacher will talk about questions you don't understand." I chewed the rice in my mouth and responded with a little lisp. "Is there much homework today? Finish your homework early at night and don't always sleep so late. " Mom's routine orders. "Well, I'll try." In fact, "home visit" is nothing more than asking the same question every day and then replying to similar answers. However, I always reply again and again, and my mother always takes pains to ask and listen.

Washing dishes after meals is my favorite time, because only in this way can I calm down and seriously appreciate the scenery outside the window. The night is very dark, and only the shapes of trees and buildings can be outlined in the depths of the night; In the dead of night, but the small world shining under the street lamp is bright, much like a spotlight on the stage. I seem to be standing under the light, and the new grass in spring around me is dyed with a yellow halo by the light. The breeze is blowing gently, and it is swaying in the wind, as if cheering for me.

I came out of the kitchen and began to bury myself in my homework again. I don't know how long it took me to finish a day's study. With a tired nest into the quilt, a warm and reassuring aroma lingers around. Set the alarm clock for tomorrow, close your eyes and imagine a red sun tomorrow morning.

This simple repetition day after day is accompanied by occasional surprises. I want to try my best to keep every passing minute, but I can only watch it without illness, but I can't stop it. What did it bring us, maybe it was lost, maybe it was gained. Why did I leave such a trace? What kind of footprint will I leave?