Is the rural property good?

In daily study, work or life, we often see the figure of composition. With the help of composition, we can improve our language organization ability. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is what I put together with you. Good composition, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

It's good to have you. 1 "You" is like a big tree. Let us grow up in your arms and give us everything that others can't match. "You" are like a gardener in the garden, helping us grow more beautiful, live more dignified and more valuable all the time.

In the course of our life, you are indispensable to accompany and teach.

In kindergarten. With your help, we got the best enlightenment education. Tell us how to learn to speak well and how to speak more fluently. Give up nonsense. With your help, we can live happily every day. Let's be a carefree bird and fly, frolic and play freely in the sky. With your help, I can't read and teach us to recite ancient poems. Once, twice, three times ... we still can't recite it, but you don't bother. Let's learn and grow in happiness.

In elementary school. You told us, let's learn to love our parents, not just our parents, so our parents will be tired. On Mother's Day, we gave my mother a little Li Hu. Sure enough, my mother was very happy. You told us to help our parents do housework. After we did it, my mother praised me and said, "My son has grown up!" " "You told us to think from the standpoint of our parents, and not to be childish. After we did this, it really happened. My parents were moved to tears.

When I was in junior high school. At this time of the most serious diversion, you "nag" in our ears with your beautiful voice every day: "Learning is important, stop playing, it will determine your future." These seemingly nagging words, like beautiful tunes in our ears, keep lingering in our minds.

You are the greatest, and your profession is supreme-teacher. You will always be an unbeaten flower in my heart, and you will always be an immortal pine tree in my heart.

It's good to have you.

It's good to have you. My father likes mountains. This mountain is a mountain that no one can move no matter how hard he tries. Will never change.

I still remember it was a gloomy afternoon, and the bright sunshine disappeared. In the first class in the afternoon, dark clouds hung over the sky, as if the world was covered by a piece of cloth. After a while, the wind roared and the leaves rustled. After the wind, the rain fell from the sky, fierce and urgent, and the raindrops fell like a market.

After school, familiar music sounded in my ears. I finished my homework and waited for my parents to pick me up in the corridor with my classmates. At first, there were people everywhere. If you stretch out your hand and move your feet, you will meet other students. Gradually, the students left one by one, leaving less than five students. I began to worry, looking for you everywhere. Finally, you came to pick me up with a red umbrella. Before you came, I ran to your side with my schoolbag on my back. You quickly tilted your umbrella to my side, and your bony hand immediately took my schoolbag and walked to the motorcycle at the door. You put on the only raincoat for me, then carry me to the car, cover it for me and insulate me from the wind and rain. Not only the wind and rain, but also your deep love for me. When I got home, my clothes were clean and I didn't get a drop of rain. What about you? I'm all wet, as if I had just taken a shower. I look at your face full of water droplets, but you have no regrets or resentment. In Zhang Shanliang's face, only you love me deeply. My throat seems to be stuck by something, and tears can't help flowing down.

If you compare life to the unfathomable sea, then you are a pair of white wings, which take me away from the storm and fly to the bright sky and bright future.

Dad, I really want to say to you, "It's good to have you!" "

It's good to have you. Who gave me care? It is you. Who gave me existence? It is you. You are a good mother in my mind.

If I were a bird, a lonely and romantic bird, I like flying around the earth, but I am disheartened because I can't find sweet love. Then you are a whale, the sea is a city without walls, and you look up at the sky with birds. It was not until the birds met a piece of Wang Yang that they understood the meaning of whales. Important things are invisible, just like the ocean. Maternal love is the sea, unfathomable. It's good to have you!

On a quiet night, the sky was shrouded in darkness. The orange light shines on the road washed by heavy rain, and the road looks like a layer of bright glass. Xiao Yang's tree by the roadside looks like it is covered with pearls and agates.

A gust of wind swept across my face and I sneezed. It seems that the sneeze belt is loud and wakes up the sensitive mother. My mother came to me with a cup of hot milk. Kindly said: "Go to bed early, don't wear yourself out." Then he turned and left. I watched my mother leave. Suddenly, I found my mother wearing only a thin dress. I drink hot milk and smell the refreshing fragrance. There is a warm current in my heart.

One foggy and rainy morning, I was doing housework at home and accidentally broke my father's favorite vase. I got into bed and fell asleep before I could clean up the residue on the ground. When I woke up, my father was already sitting on the sofa watching TV, as if nothing had happened.

On this day, I dared to mention this to my father. My father calmly replied, "Nothing, your mother broke it." "Did mom break it?" At this moment. I suddenly realized. When I was sleeping, I did vaguely hear my father's roar, but not to me, but to my mother. Because of my mother, I got a less beating and scolding. It's good to have you.

Motherly love is like a cup of fragrant tea, which brings me moisture when I am thirsty; More like a bright street lamp, guiding me when I lose my way; It is also like a box of chocolates, which I will never forget. Mom, it's good to have you!

It's good to have you. Composition 4 "Mom, do you feel better?" Have a good rest. I will do everything today. "I said, and put the medicine in front of my mother." Mom, it's time to take the medicine ... "

My mother has been very healthy and caught a cold these days. Today is Sunday, and I want to serve her personally. Looking at my kind mother, my eyes were moist, and unforgettable scenes emerged in front of me.

My mother is the best to me in our family. Growing up, she bought me countless things, including toys, clothes, snacks, school supplies and so on. Even my pocket money is mostly given by my mother.

As far as I can remember, my mother cooked most of our breakfast. Whenever I get up in the morning, the table is full of steaming food, and my mother lets me eat it while it is hot.

Whenever I go to school, she repeatedly tells me to study hard and listen to the teacher. Whenever I come home from school, she always carries my schoolbag for me, and in winter, she will hold my hand and be caring and attentive. Whenever it rains suddenly and I forget to bring my umbrella, my mother will definitely give me an umbrella at the school gate after school.

After thinking about it, one night when I was seven years old, the scene of heavy rain reappeared in front of my eyes: at that time, my father was working the night shift, and only my mother and I were at home. I caught a cold for several days, took medicine, and made repeated efforts.

The reason why the weather may change is that I am listless and uncomfortable. Mother touched my head and said to herself, "I have a high fever!" " This won't work. You have to go to the hospital. "

So my mother put a poncho on me, picked me up and ran out. She forgot to wear a raincoat herself and got wet in the hospital. The doctor said that I had a bad cold, and I will get well soon after infusion. Looking at my tired mother, my eyes are moist.

"I'm fine. You read quickly. " Mom's words interrupted my thoughts.

Mom, it's good to have you. I love you, Mom!

It's good to have you. I grew up in a city, and I don't know much about farmers, but there is one thing that makes me deeply admire a simple farmer in China.

It was a cold winter day, and I went to the farmer's market to buy food. That day, the northwest wind was blowing, and I walked forward with my neck down. At this moment, I saw an old farmer buying a "heart-warming" radish. His dark face was covered with layers of wrinkles, wearing a big cotton cap, a black Chinese cotton coat and a pair of old cotton shoes that were almost worn out. On the radish pile in front of him, there are two finely carved "radish flowers". Bright carrot flowers seem to ignore this majestic winter, but bring people warm spring.

At this moment, a foreigner came over. He made a gesture to the old farmer, meaning to buy "radish flowers". The old farmer thought about it and held out four rough fingers, which meant that each finger cost 40 cents. Foreigners speak two foreign languages, and the old countryside can't understand them, so they made several gestures in succession and couldn't wait to tell each other that each radish flower costs 40 cents. But foreigners don't understand and are a little worried, so they simply take out a stack of RMB from their pockets and let the old farmers choose for themselves. At this time, many audiences have gathered around the radish pile. A young man shouted, "Grandpa, take a hundred-dollar bill!" " "The foreigner looked at the young man inexplicably. The old farmer stood up and took out only one 1 yuan. The foreigner picked up two radish flowers and was about to leave when the old farmer grabbed him and quickly took out twenty cents from his worn-out pocket. The foreigner excitedly took two small coins, smiled and extended his thumb to the old farmer, and said in blunt China words, "Hello, China! China is good! " At this time, everyone cast an admiring look at the simple old farmer, while the young man who just screamed quietly slipped away.

Seeing this scene, a warm current surged all over my body, and I suddenly felt less cold ... Yes, the radish in my heart is beautiful, and the radish flower is also beautiful, but the heart of this simple China farmer is even more beautiful!

It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. Mom, it's good to have you! If I am a lost child, you are the lamp; If I were a small fish, you would be a slow river.

My mother gave me a good playmate when I was in the third grade, my sister. My sister is growing up and improving day by day. I came home from kindergarten and stuck to me like a glue stick. Although my sister always sticks to me, I still like her because she is my own sister.

Every weekend, my mother cooks delicious food for me. Cook prawns this week, and you can eat potatoes and fruits next week. Mom's hands are very dexterous. Two lively crucian carp, a piece of tofu and ginger. Through her hands, she can make a pot of fragrant and sweet crucian carp soup. Mom will also make my favorite potatoes and ribs with potatoes and ribs. Mom is better than dad in cooking.

Mom's Chinese is not very good, but math is invincible. No matter how difficult the problem is, mother can always solve it. Once I met a very difficult question. I asked my mother and ponytail explained it to me step by step. Finally, I understood how to do this problem, thanks to my mother's careful teaching!

My mother took good care of me when I was ill. The doctor said I couldn't turn on the air conditioner during my illness, so my mother quickly told the doctor that I knew. But it was summer and I was very hot. My mother said to listen to the doctor's advice and not to turn on the air conditioner, or her condition would get worse. Later, my mother accompanied me to calm down slowly, and it was really not that hot. Under the careful care of my mother, my illness has healed, and my mother is happier than me!

My mother is very kind to me, so I want to say to my mother, "Mom, it's good to have you!" " "

It's good to have you. Composition 7 "It's good to have you!" I've wanted to tell you for a long time, my dear mother!

Twelve years ago, I was born in this world. When I first opened my eyes, I didn't know who I was or who I was. Twelve years later, I finally know the answer. She is your mother who works hard for me without asking for anything in return!

In the past twelve years, you don't know how many things you have done and how much effort you have devoted! However, one thing impressed me deeply.

Many years ago, dad and you took me to Yuntai Garden to play, and we walked on the road together. I am young and ignorant. I am curious about everything and always want to discover the unknown. After walking for a while, you and your father were tired and took a nap. But I can't, run around.

Until I ran back to a small pond next to the starting point, I looked at the green lotus and couldn't help thinking: if I stepped on it, would it hold me? Just do it. I stepped on it firmly, and the bang surprised you and your dad. You strode over at once and pulled me out. At this time, I was soaked to the skin, holding myself and shaking from time to time.

At this time, you suddenly took off your only cold coat and put it on me without hesitation. Your loving eyes look at me, flashing a kind of maternal love. I patted my back with my hand and said in a tone full of love and hate for iron production, "Why are you so naughty?" A coat didn't bring much warmth to my body, but it put a cotton-padded jacket on my drowning heart. In my memory, it was always sunny that afternoon. ...

You sent a coat when I needed warmth most, just like sending charcoal in the snow and an umbrella in the rain! Your love may not always accompany me, but it will protect me when I need it most!

It's good to have you. You are like a sun, which brings me enthusiasm for learning. You are like a mirror, reflecting my lack of study; You are like a red candle, burning yourself and illuminating the front for us. Teacher, it's good to have you! I still remember it was a morning. After the second class, we do morning exercises on the playground. All the students did it seriously and standardly, except me, who was absent-minded and lazy like an octopus. The teacher saw it, frowned, pushed his glasses and walked slowly towards me. I was very nervous when I saw it, and I thought, It's over! The teacher saw it, what should I do? This criticism will be solved. As expected, the teacher came up to me and severely criticized me: "Can't you do exercises? I am weak, I won't go back to class, stay and do it again! " The teacher's words were like a bolt from the blue, which kept fermenting in my heart and left a scar. I was extremely sad. ...

Finally, I made it through the morning. I picked up my schoolbag and prepared to go home for dinner. I am walking on the road. Suddenly, a hand was placed on my shoulder. I turned to look. I'm surprised. It's the teacher

"Why is it so irregular to do exercises today?" Her tone is much softer than before. "Well ... that's ... because ..." I faltered for a long time, but I couldn't answer. "Huh?" The teacher asked very thoroughly.

I was silent and blushed like a cooked shrimp.

"Ah," the teacher sighed lightly. "The teacher knows that you didn't mean it. You may think that doing exercises is useless, so you don't want to do it seriously, do you? You think, doing exercises can exercise, make people more energetic, and thus improve learning efficiency! Work hard next time, come on! " Say that finish, patted me on the shoulder and walked to the office. The teacher's words are like a spring breeze, smoothing the scars in my heart and scrubbing my heart. The past came to my mind. When I encounter problems, you will always take the trouble to answer questions for me; You always give me great encouragement when I fail in the exam; When I was injured, you carefully helped me into the school doctor's room …

Teacher, thank you for spending several years in primary school with me, and training me from an ignorant child to a sensible, knowledgeable and ideal student. Thank you for guiding me on my way to growth. Teacher, it's good to have you!

It's good to have you. Teacher, it's good to have you! You are like a diligent gardener, giving us the nectar of knowledge; You are like a candle, burning yourself and illuminating us.

Teacher Xi, it's good to have you here! You insist on helping students write and publish articles. In the past two years alone, dozens of students' compositions have been published in Zhengzhou Daily and other magazines at all levels. Seeing that our composition has become a square character, you have a gratified smile on your face.

Teacher Xi, it's good to have you here! You are meticulous in your lectures, reminding students not to talk from time to time, listening attentively and taking notes carefully. You have assigned homework for us to finish in class many times. When we finished, we added many questions to your speech, which strengthened our understanding and memory of knowledge and made the class less rigid and more lively and interesting. Under your strict and funny guidance, we have broadened our thinking and paved the way for life.

Teacher Xi, it's good to have you here! When there are contradictions between classmates, you are always the first to resolve them for us and let the classmates get along well. You once said: "We are a family in the same class, and the family should be harmonious. Don't destroy the harmony of our family because of some small things. " Helped us clear away all the haze in our hearts, let us learn to be United and friendly, live in harmony, understand the communication between many people, and let us feel the sense of collective honor.

Teacher Xi, it's good to have you here! We are proud and honored to have a teacher like you. In the days to come, no matter when and where, we will always remember you and love you forever!

It's good to have you. When you are in trouble, the teacher is like a bright light, guiding you forward. When you are sick, the teacher rushes into your heart like a warm current; When you don't understand the topic, the teacher teaches you so seriously until you understand it. When you make a mistake carelessly, the teacher will teach you kindly.

In our impression, what is best for me is my fifth-grade Chinese teacher, Mr. Long. He is very tall. When I met him at the beginning of school, he was so amiable, so tolerant, but so serious. At first glance, I know that Mr. Long is a teacher who often doesn't like to laugh.

But it is because of knowing this teacher Long that my Chinese performance has gradually improved. I didn't like Chinese before, because the previous Chinese teachers' teaching methods were all rote learning, while Mr. Long's teaching methods were different from those of the previous Chinese teachers. When Mr. Long is in class, he will try his best to move the church into nature. This teaching method has greatly improved the writing level of our class. Sometimes, we don't need a teacher to explain, but we all understand the content of the reorganization article.

Whenever my Chinese score ranks in the top three in my class, whenever the average Chinese score in our class is the first in the town, whenever several students in my class and I win the second prize in the city composition competition, and whenever our class unites to win the first prize in the tug-of-war competition, you smile. It is a long-lost smile and a proud smile.

Although, now I am in the sixth grade. But Mr. Long, you are already in my heart. I regret not cherishing the wonderful time you taught us. How time flies this year! Just like running water, but it doesn't matter. Although that wonderful time can't be reproduced, it has become the most precious memory in my life. I want to say to you: "Mr. Long, thank you, it's good to have you"!

It's good to have you. Your encouragement, such as warm spring breeze, let us raise the sail of struggle. Your smile, like the rising sun, lets us bathe in the sunshine of life; Your dedication, such as burning a candle, let us appreciate the demeanor of teachers' morality. Miss Zhao, it's good to have you! You led me into the palace of mathematics.

In a math class, Mr. Zhao was telling us about multiplication table and distribution table, but the students had a little knowledge, which made the teacher very headache. While the teacher was thinking seriously, the classmate in front and his deskmate began to talk secretly under the table, and this scene was just seen by Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao's eyes lit up and said to the students, "Classmates, there are classmates talking below. Shall we punish them for doing their homework? " The students shouted, "Good!" Teacher Zhao said, "Look, we give students homework A first, and then homework B.. Can we give them homework together? " ? This is our law of multiplication and distribution. Do you understand now? "The students suddenly enlighted and said with one voice," Miss Zhao, we understand! "In the easy-to-understand explanation, in the joy, we fell in love with mathematics.

Teacher Zhao not only teaches well, but also takes pains. Once I screwed up the examination paper. After class, Miss Zhao called me to the office. Just when I was nervous, Mr. Zhao took out my test paper and began to explain it to me question by question to help me analyze the reasons for my mistakes. After a while, the bell rang. Miss Zhao and I walked into the classroom together and began to continue our lecture. Full of energy, high spirits, hoarse voice, my eyes are moist.

Teacher, you are like a star, without the light of the sun, but that little light in the night sky is the flicker of your life; Like Sally, you don't have the vastness of mountains, but the small bedding between mountains and rivers is your silent dedication. Miss Zhao, it's good to have you!

It's good to have you. Composition 12 it's good to have you, grandma.

When I was a child, I was stubborn and willful. When you see something delicious, you shout for it. Grandma is never angry. She just walked into the kitchen with small steps, boiled a pot of boiling water and put a lot of water on it for me. After the noodles were cooked, grandma took out her secret sauce and mixed it in the noodles and handed it to me. I don't argue. I went to the kitchen with my eyes shining, grabbed a pair of chopsticks and ate it. Grandma smiled and gave me a bun and said, "Eat slowly and don't choke."

I grew up a little and began to want to eat sweets. When my pocket money ran out, I went to ask my grandmother what to eat. Grandma went into the kitchen, made glutinous rice flour into balls, pounded them into small pieces, wrapped a spoonful of brown sugar and fried them in an oil pan. The chubby round face in vain slowly swelled up. When the surface was golden and shiny, grandma picked it up and gave me a big bowl. I immediately grabbed it with my hand and ate it. Then I was very hot. Grandma gave me a bowl of walnut powder and said, "Don't worry, it's all yours."

I became a big girl, and grandma made me her best instant-boiled mutton. She made the hot pot fragrant and attractive, with bright vermicelli, soft cabbage and tender mutton tumbling in the pot. Grandma took out the seasoning bag of instant noodles and shook it gently in the pot. Just the right amount of aroma hovers around the room, teasing people's taste buds. My two eyeballs stuck to the mutton and never moved away, so grandma put a big bowl of rich meat dishes in my hand.

I wolfed it down, and my grandmother looked at me lovingly and said, "Look how hungry you are. Eat more at school in the future." I mumbled vaguely with cabbage in my mouth: "I know, but grandma, the food in the canteen is not as delicious as yours ..."

Grandma smiled and said, "What an apple polisher."

Now, grandma is still busy cooking for me, and then happily watching me eat nothing left, but grandma is getting old, and her black hair has obviously got silver silk.

Grandma, your delicious food will always be my favorite.

Grandma, it's good to have you on the road to growth!

It's good to have you. Composition 13 mom, on my growing up, you are like my friend and accompany me. You are like a big tree, sheltering me from the wind and rain; You are like my teddy bear, which brings me happiness.

I remember once, I was writing my math homework and was suddenly stumped by a difficult problem. I still can't figure out the problem after reading it for a long time, so I have to call you. You fly at the speed of light and ask, "What's the matter, son?" "I have a question." I said. You smiled, leaned down, looked at the question, picked up a pen, and told me while writing on paper. Your kind face is beside me, and you are my learning machine. I patiently told me the question. Under your guidance, I finally solved the problem. I looked at you, you looked at me, and we all smiled with satisfaction. At that moment, I felt a warm current surging in my heart. It's good to have you!

I remember that time, when I was playing with my good friend at school, he accidentally fell and hurt his leg. I blame myself very much. When I got home, I was afraid that you would scold me, so I sat on the sofa and couldn't help crying. You came to me, held me in your arms and said to me, "Don't be sad, son. I heard from the class teacher that your good friend said you didn't hurt him, and I didn't blame you, mom! " I stopped crying and looked at you. Your kind face is so gentle and warm. I wiped my tears with my hand and smiled. I feel warm inside. It's good to have you!

I remember another time, I finished my homework and felt bored. I watched you at work. I was sorry to bother you. I stepped aside in frustration and went to play by myself. Maybe you saw me listless, so you picked up the shuttlecock and walked up to me and said, "Son, let's kick the shuttlecock!" " "I'm surprised. Can you stop working and play with me? I saw you drag me into the yard. You kick shuttlecock one by one. I played with you. We play more than anyone else. Your laughter echoed in the yard. At that moment, I was very happy. It's good to have you!

Mom, on the road of growing up, you are my playground, my best partner and my most solid backing. It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. On a quiet afternoon, there was a harsh and uneven clarinet sound in the music classroom. The students are practicing the new song "Cuckoo", because it is difficult and easy to grab the racket. Everyone is practicing crazily, while Mr. Zhu takes pains to beat and sing: empty, microphone, wordy.

Stop practicing. Let's play again. We must pay attention to empty shooting. Okay, 1, 2, 3, get ready. Teacher Zhu gave the order and everyone began to play. The front was ok. Later, because the pace was too fast, some students were still immersed in the joy just now, and some students scrambled to applaud. Teacher Zhu immediately signaled us to stop and said earnestly, classmates, our class 506 is quite famous in the grade. How can we immerse ourselves in a piece of music? Everyone should be alert when playing music. When I say' empty', I must stop, understand? It doesn't matter if you blow it wrong. Pay attention next time. Let's have a rest and then continue.

When everyone is resting, Mr. Zhu gestures in the air with his hands for a while, and his slender fingers are swinging gracefully; For a while, I sang light music in my mouth: duo, la and kong; After a while, I wrote music on the whiteboard. Teacher Zhu's skirt flutters from side to side, and her back is really charming.

Five minutes later, Mr. Zhu said, students continue to play. I believe the children in Class 506 can play well. Come on! The students listened to the warm heart, absorbed, and stared at Teacher Zhu's gesture. Under the guidance of Mr. Zhu and our cooperation, the whole song was finally blown up successfully, with accurate empty shooting and a crisp ending. Everyone can't help applauding. Teacher Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled with relief.

Teacher, it's good to have you!

It is precisely because there are teachers who can tolerate and encourage students that our class ranks first in grade.

It's good to have you. I remember when I was in the third grade, you took me to learn painting. When the competition was chosen, the teacher advised me to take part bravely. I hesitated, fearing that I would be laughed at if I didn't choose, but I didn't want to lose this precious opportunity. You read my mind carefully, and you said to me, "Xixi, you have been studying painting for a long time, and it is very hard to wait here." This is an opportunity to show yourself. I tell you, my daughter will accept failure, but she will never accept giving up! " After listening to your words, I feel like I'm finally going to see the light. Mom, it's good to have your teaching!

I remember at the end of the fourth grade, I did badly in the exam. I am so sad that I walk home like a lively bird. Today, I feel that the surrounding scenery is eclipsed. Walking, a few drops of rain fell on my forehead, as if yelling at my failure in study. When I got home, you dragged me to sit on the sofa and said to me, "Cece, everyone is lost sometimes." I believe you just missed this time. There's plenty of time. This time, your grades don't mean that you are poor, so please regain your confidence and study hard. " After listening to your encouragement, Wan Li, I feel the sky is high and the clouds are pale. Mom, it's good to have your encouragement!

In the fifth grade, I didn't study hard because I just played, but my study plummeted, but I didn't care. You said to me, "son, have you forgotten what your father and I expected of you?" Have I ever told you what life is like for those who just play? " What is the life of hard-working people? Learning is your own business, which gives you the right to choose in your future life instead of being forced to make a living. "Words like a hammer struck my heart and struck my heartstrings. After that day, my heart was as clear as a washed river. Mom, it's good to have your encouragement!

Mom, you always grew up with me, and my life is full of sunshine. Mom, it's good to have you!