Choose a feeling that impresses you the most and write a composition.

1. Choose an exchange that impressed you the most and write a composition. The truth in the world is as vast as a long river, and the truth in the heart is as warm as a stream.

I tried to pick up a handful of smells, but it ran through my fingers. However, I didn't lose it, it has always been in my eyes, let me always remember it.

Life has subtly changed its taste since we brought grandpa back. Unexpectedly, an ordinary little thing in life can make the true feelings jump like a stream and stir up snow-white waves.

Grandpa and I can't see any signs of warmth, but we can feel the happy time with stronger true feelings. Grandpa is always in the house, and he will be bored, so my mother asked me to take him out for a walk.

Just walking can make grandpa laugh. Walk through one unit and walk through two units.

Walking through the corner of building 1, we walked out of the happiness in the morning hand in hand.

My mother asked me to buy vegetables, and my grandfather accompanied me to the vegetable market. I went to a place to choose, and my grandfather hurried to see if the food I took was fresh.

I smiled and said, don't worry, I have already chosen. And he smiled, but said to me, hehe, look at this leaf sutra.

The expression on her face is both mocking my carelessness and blaming my mistake.

As we said, we have finished buying food. On the way, grandpa put his left hand on his right hand and his left hand on my hand.

I haven't figured out what is going on yet. The food in my hand was robbed Grandpa smiled and said, "I'll carry it, I'll carry it." I laughed too.

I think he is really interesting, even at this age. On second thought, oh! It's because you're old! In the kitchen, grandpa looked at those chopsticks with wide eyes. My mother and I were surprised.

So, my mother came forward to ask, but grandpa's answer made us smile gently. He said, why are these pairs of chopsticks exactly the same? I said we can tell, they have different shades of color.

Grandpa smiled and was washed away! I'm even more surprised to hear that. Why didn't I find it? It wasn't a problem at first, but it was impressive. Sometimes, you can feel happy without saying anything.

As if that kind of happiness flowed directly from everyone's heart and gathered into greater happiness. Sometimes, as long as you look into each other's eyes, you can see that happiness is pouring out of the pupil and overflowing in the air.

I don't know if happiness is that simple, but I know that our three generations are happy together. Happy time, there is no glory of sunrise, but there is freshness of dawn.

Happy time is not as magnificent as the ocean. But there is the softness of spring eyes.

Happy time, the true feelings are not bursting, but flowing forever. Splash, splash, toss and turn, sunshine, reflecting beautiful moments.

Stream, stream, always warm my eyes and moisten my heart. Three generations, together, reveal the subtle and real happiness in life.

The truth in the world is as vast as a long river, and the truth in the heart is as warm as a stream. I tried to pick up a handful of smells, but it ran through my fingers.

However, I didn't lose it, it has always been in my eyes, let me always remember it. Life has subtly changed its taste since we brought grandpa back.

Unexpectedly, an ordinary little thing in life can make the true feelings jump like a stream and stir up snow-white waves. Grandpa and I can't see any signs of warmth, but we can feel the happy time with stronger true feelings.

Grandpa is always in the house, and he will be bored, so my mother asked me to take him out for a walk. Just walking can make grandpa laugh.

Walk through one unit and walk through two units.

Walking through the corner of building 1, we walked out of the happiness in the morning hand in hand. My mother asked me to buy vegetables, and my grandfather accompanied me to the vegetable market.

I went to a place to choose, and my grandfather hurried to see if the food I took was fresh. I smiled and said, don't worry, I have already chosen.

And he smiled, but said to me, hehe, look at this leaf sutra.

The expression on her face is both mocking my carelessness and blaming my mistake. As we said, we have finished buying food.

On the way, grandpa put his left hand on his right hand and his left hand on my hand. I haven't figured out what is going on yet. The food in my hand was robbed

Grandpa smiled and said, "I'll carry it, I'll carry it." I laughed too. I think he is really interesting, even at this age.

On second thought, oh! It's because you're old! In the kitchen, grandpa looked at those chopsticks with wide eyes. My mother and I were surprised. So, my mother came forward to ask, but grandpa's answer made us smile gently.

He said, why are these pairs of chopsticks exactly the same? I said we can tell, they have different shades of color. Grandpa smiled and was washed away! I'm even more surprised to hear that. Why didn't I find it? It wasn't a problem at first, but it was impressive.

Sometimes, you can feel happy without saying anything. As if that kind of happiness flowed directly from everyone's heart and gathered into greater happiness.

Sometimes, as long as you look into each other's eyes, you can see that happiness is pouring out of the pupil and overflowing in the air. I don't know if happiness is that simple, but I know that our three generations are happy together.

Happy time, there is no glory of sunrise, but there is freshness of dawn. Happy time is not as magnificent as the ocean.

But there is the softness of spring eyes. Happy time, the true feelings are not bursting, but flowing forever.

Splash, splash, toss and turn, sunshine, reflecting beautiful moments. Stream, stream, always warm my eyes and moisten my heart.

Three generations, together, reveal the subtle and real happiness in life.

2. Composition: There must be many experiences in your life that have left an unforgettable impression on you. Please choose one to feel what life is. I was thinking.

Looking forward is the pursuit of life, and looking back is the taste of life. In a busy life, it is to enjoy life. After a casual meal, we think about life.

We need a happy life, and we long for happiness to accompany us forever. However, there is always a distance between reality and ideal, and there are always worries and troubles in life. Why don't we take a step back? Taking a step back will broaden your horizons. Why not be more tolerant and less concerned? Give others a sky and add happiness to yourself.

"The road is long, Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down." The road is made by people, and only those who have walked can understand the hardships. On this bumpy road of life, why don't we think about the meaning of life? Pursuing the ideal life, the infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak.

I think about life. Maybe you are still struggling in the sea of suffering today, looking forward to the day you are looking forward to; Maybe you are tired of life and lose your hope and desire for life, but as long as we make up our minds, we will share joys and sorrows. Believe it, "one day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the sails with dark clouds and build a bridge under the deep sea."

I think about life. Maybe you can't understand the beauty of life for a while. But why not think about it carefully? If we are not in the cold, how can we taste the warmth and brilliance of the radiant light? If there are no difficulties and setbacks, how can we feel the wonderful life?

I think about life. How can you know the ups and downs of life without experiencing extraordinary tempering? It is difficult to see the rainbow without experiencing wind and rain, and how can we understand the value of life without experiencing setbacks? Life can make us high-spirited, determined and more mature in thought and personality.

Oh, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, this is life.

Choose one thing that impresses you the most and write a 350-word composition. The goose feather and snow fell like angels in white, and on the first day of the new year, the earth was covered with a silver coat. The footsteps of winter stride towards us with the whistling north wind. In this weather, it is very pleasant for a family to sit around the hot pot and talk about their experiences.

Our family sat around the dining table, listening to the beautiful music from TV and watching the rays of hot air rising slowly in the hot pot. On such a cold night, we feel a little warm in our hearts. At this time, several sanitation workers appeared in the TV screen, wearing orange coats, and the reflective strips on the clothes were reflected by the occasional lights passing by in the deserted street. Under the dim street lamp, they are struggling to shovel up the snow on the roadside, hitting the ice on the road with a shovel, and then pinching off the snow and residual ice with a dustpan in their hands and dumping it under the roots of the roadside. . . . . . Dad said: "It is the hard work of these sanitation workers that makes us live in a clean and comfortable environment every day. There are many people in society who despise their work and underestimate their importance. They think such a job is inferior. In fact, they are the most respectable people and are engaged in lofty work. " After listening to my father's words, I can't help secretly nodding, looking at the sanitation workers in the picture, and I feel a little respect in my heart. Although there are only a few short shots on TV, it reminds me a lot: on such a cold night, especially today is the New Year's Day holiday, it should be a time for the whole family to get together and enjoy the reunion. However, our hard-working sanitation workers are contributing to the beautification of the city and preparing for people's safe travel the next day. From this, I can't help but think that in this snowy winter night, not only our sanitation workers are working hard, but also the people's guards, police uncles and shop assistants and aunts in shopping malls ... These people are all in different jobs, giving up the opportunity to reunite with their families in order to have a peaceful holiday, taking care of everyone at home and making unknown contributions to everyone. Thought of here, I can't help but feel a little touched. It is their selfless dedication that makes us spend a quiet, peaceful and festive festival. ...

The scene of sanitation workers' hard work on TV screen soon ended, and relaxed music filled the whole room again, but my heart could not be calm for a long time. Although it was only a few shots on TV, it was a trivial matter, but it left a deep impression on me. A string of bubbles rose from the bottom of the hot pot, just as my heart became warmer. ...

Please believe that there is a girl silently thanking you on such a cold holiday night! Bless you!

4. A summary, about 420 words. Choose a book and review the little orange lamp that impressed you the most. Today, I was very excited to read the article "Little Orange Lantern" written by Grandma Bing Xin. This article reflects 1945 the plight of revolutionaries and their desire for light in the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression period. Praise their calm, brave and optimistic spirit. The central figure described in the article is the daughter of an underground party member. At that time, the Kuomintang reactionaries brutally arrested and massacred underground party member, and white terror hung over Chongqing. The little girl's father is an underground party member. The party organization in the men's toilet was destroyed and ran away from home. Her mother vomited blood because she was beaten by a stalking agent. However, this little girl is not frightened and crying like ordinary children, but can help or replace adults. This is not easy for a little girl of eight or nine years old! When I read that the little girl went up the mountain alone and called her mother for a doctor upstairs in the township office, I felt how brave and calm she was when she met her and calmly answered the author's questions! It is precisely because she firmly believes that one day the revolution will win, one day her father will come back, and on that day, the people can turn over and be masters of their own affairs, and everyone will have a better life when they are old, so she has courage, courage! After reading it, the author asked her if she had eaten. What's in the pot? When she smiled and answered "sweet potato porridge-our New Year's Eve", I felt sad for a while. What an attractive moment it is! It took me 12 years. At this time, I can not only feel the love of my parents, but also eat delicious jiaozi, watch colorful fireworks and listen to crackling firecrackers with my family. I feel that this is my happiest moment, and my heart is so beautiful! However, these things are nothing to the little girl. Her mother was injured and her father ran away, so she had to eat sweet potato porridge for the New Year. However, she is still full of optimism. What a strong and magical little girl she is! Finally, the article describes in detail that the little girl made a small orange lamp for the author. The dim orange light emitted by this small orange lamp is not bright, but it symbolizes a single spark, which can start a prairie fire. The future of the revolution is infinitely bright and the revolutionary cause will win! Therefore, every Spring Festival, the author will think of the little orange lamp and the little girl. Yes, this little girl who is only eight or nine years old was met by the author by chance, but her every move really left an indelible impression on people! The struggle during the Anti-Japanese War was cruel, and our happy life today is hard-won. Through the study of this article, I have a deeper understanding of this point. Is there any reason why we should not study hard for the prosperity of our motherland? If we want to climb the peak of science, we need courage, cherish this wonderful time and learn more knowledge. I would like to be a little girl and contribute to the four modernizations of the motherland with a calm, brave and optimistic spirit.

Please choose a festival that impresses you most and write a 500-word composition. China is an endless historical river. From poverty to war, from peace to prosperity. Thousands of years of traditional culture is really profound and has a long history. There are many traditional festivals in China, such as Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Double Ninth Festival, and my favorite is the most lively festival of the year-Spring Festival.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, shops in the streets and alleys are covered with red lanterns and shiny couplets, which has an atmosphere of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. The walls in the shop are all painted, and the glass is polished crystal clear. At this time, a large group of people poured into major stores to buy new year's goods with the joy of welcoming the Spring Festival. There are so many new year's goods in the shop that you can't choose. On the brand-new street, many children stroll around happily with pocket money and buy good things when they see them. The sound of cars coming and going, the cries of vendors and the children's frolicking compose a cheerful symphony for this busy street.

New Year's Eve is even more lively! There are many delicious dishes on my desk: juicy braised mutton, fragrant hot pot, and many delicious fruits, which make people drool! We raise our glasses to wish our elders good health and all the best! The elders also want us to study hard and make progress every day! At the dinner table, everyone talked about the changes in the past year while eating, and talked about happy places, and everyone laughed. After dinner, we sat in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala. The superb dancing skills, charming posture and beautiful singing of the actors are amazing!

At night, the smell of carnival is endless, and people light fireworks one by one Fireworks spewed beautiful flowers in the sky, very beautiful. I saw all my friends playing, and I thought: Let my fireworks also paint a beautiful stroke for this splendid night sky! So I lit the fireworks, "Bang!" With a loud noise, fireworks flashed a rainbow in the air. "wow! How beautiful! " The friends looked here in unison and shouted in unison. I ha ha a smile, and lit the second one. ...

When the fireworks end, it is the happiest time for us children. My brother and sister and I played the game of "jumping goats" happily.

How happy the Spring Festival is! I wish every day is the Spring Festival. Thank you.

6. One person who impressed me the most In my five years of primary school life, there are many people who impressed me the most, including classmates and parents. What impressed me the most was my good friend Tang, who not only studied well, but also loved to help others. She is not tall, with big eyes embedded in her face and a pair of cherries under her eyes. Suddenly the sky was overcast and it rained cats and dogs. I didn't bring my umbrella, so I had to wait there for my mother to pick me up. However, mom has to go to work and dad has gone to Wenzhou on business. What should I do? At this anxious moment, I suddenly saw a familiar figure coming towards me. Sure enough, it's Don. She stopped and said to me, "Xiong Fangya, you didn't bring rain gear, did you? Shall I take you home? " I was so happy that I thanked her. Then we both walked into the rain curtain with umbrellas. The rain seems to be bad for us, and it is getting heavier and heavier. The rain, like a naughty child, hit the umbrella, got into my sleeve, jumped into my collar and put on my pants. I found that she covered more than half of my side, and her clothes were wet by the rain as big as beans. If you don't catch a cold, "she said with a smile," it doesn't matter, just go back and change. Anyway, a person has got wet, so don't get wet again, which is not good for everyone. "Unconsciously, I went home. She left without sitting or drinking tea. I asked her to sit down for a while, and she said, "No, I still want to sit down. Mom will be anxious, too. "Then I walked into the rain with an umbrella. I watched the rain fall on her like a pearl with a broken line. Looking at her distant back, I remembered her sincere and kind heart. Tang's spirit of helping others is worth learning. She is a good classmate, a good team leader and a good friend. Her helpful quality will always reverberate in my memory, and she left a very deep impression on me.

7. Impression in the works.

In my impression, many people have helped me and loved me deeply, which left a deep impression in my mind. However, what impressed me the most was my mother, who gave me the most love and care and was also my favorite person. She gave me life and raised me through hard work.

I remember one night when I was a child, after 12 o'clock. Suddenly I feel nauseous, chest tightness, fever, and cough one after another from time to time. My mother saw that I was in such pain that she quickly said that she would take me to the hospital for examination. I said I'm not going. At that time, I was most afraid of going to the hospital because I knew I might get an injection when I went to the hospital. Mom said, if you don't go, just lie in bed first. It was raining cats and dogs at this moment, and my mother braved the rain to go out and buy medicine for me.

After about 20 minutes, my mother bought medicine and came back. She was wet by the rain. She has no time to change clothes and take off her shoes. She made the medicine at once and fed it to me. She was busy all night, taking my temperature, taking medicine and covering me with a quilt. Under the careful care of my mother, I recovered from my illness the next day.

I really appreciate my mother. She bought me medicine in the rain at night and took good care of me. This warm love and this touching scene left a deep memory in my heart. She worked tirelessly for me and gave me a lot of maternal love. I think that only by studying hard now can my mother live a good life in the future.

8. Choose a person who is most impressed to write a composition. Whenever I see those beautiful shoes, I immediately see such a scene: in the cold wind, a

The old man is mending shoes in the corner. He is a respected shoemaker.

I remember my uncle and I went to the East Lake for a few days last year. One day, I went out to play with my brother and sister. After a while, it was getting dark. On my way home, I accidentally slipped and cut my shoes. I hurried to the shoemaker's place to mend my shoes. I saw the old man mending shoes carrying a box home. I can't wait to see him and say, "Grandpa, can you help me repair my shoes?" The old man looked at the sky and said gloomily, "Good! I will make it up to you. " The old man sat down again, opened the shoe mending box, picked up his shoes and began to mend them. I studied the old man carefully, with white hair, wrinkled face and a pair of reading glasses on his nose. His hands were covered with cocoons and red with cold. Hold the needle in your right hand, force it through the shoes, and pull the wire in your left hand. He sewed up the crack again until it became solid. After the shoes were mended, I asked him, "How much is Grandpa?" "A dollar." He replied. I was shocked. "How can it be so cheap? You can't make much money in one day! " "I'm just idle at home. It is also convenient to come out to mend shoes. " I was deeply moved by the old man's words, took out all the money and gave it to the old man, put on my shoes and went straight home.

I walk home in mended shoes and look back from time to time. I saw a kind and simple old man packing boxes against the cold wind. The way that the old man mended his shoes in the cold wind still haunts me.