Write a composition to describe your feelings.

1. How to express feelings in writing In fact, first of all, I think you should not have pressure to write a composition. Don't regard it as a task to be completed, but as an opportunity to express your inner feelings.

Make a topic, such as: gratitude. Then the first thing I will see in my mind is my parents.

They've done so much for me. I remember that they always pretended not to like eating and left all the delicious food to me; I remember that they were afraid of me and waited for me in the street until eleven o'clock every night; I remember they didn't want me to be too tired, and it was hot in summer. I watched them sweating in the hot sun in the house, and I remembered too much, which constituted my indescribable love for them all my life.

It really is. When writing a composition, regardless of the content, just write out the bits and pieces that appear in life naturally. This is the article that can most impress the public. Only by writing with your heart can you have a * * * sound with your readers.

Don't worry, try to take your time. I believe you can.

2. How to express your feelings in the composition and how to express your true feelings in the composition, I think we can do it from the following aspects: 1. Cultivate feelings from words. There are many good articles that are both literary and aesthetic in the middle school Chinese textbooks. While studying hard, they will naturally cultivate sentiment and cultivate feelings. In the back, my father showed an unforgettable and touching scene; Fan Zhongyan's patriotic feelings of "worrying about the country and the people" in Yueyang Tower are lamentable. Cao Gui's extraordinary strategic thinking and excellent military views in the Cao Gui debate are amazing. There are also good works from ancient and modern China and foreign countries, which can be seen. Reading A Dream of Red Mansions, Water Margin, knowing chivalry and bravery, Notre Dame, speculating on beauty and ugliness, and reading * * * poems can all feel the majestic spirit ... in the textbook text, there are both. " There is both a farewell feeling of "advising you to have a glass of wine" and a lovesickness pain of "cutting the candle at the west window"; There is both the feeling of "the son said in Sichuan" and the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the hedge"; There is not only the lofty thought of "there is a piece of ice heart in the jade pot", but also the insistence of "I will go up and down to seek" 2. Cultivate emotions in the daily life of * *. Reading a lot is the only way to achieve writing ability. Although Han Han's performance in culture class is poor, he can write an old and spicy article. Why? After reading all over thousands of books, you can think with confidence. We can cultivate noble and positive emotions from textbooks and extracurricular reading materials. Ancient poems and songs are sincere. After reading them for thousands of years, I will always be filled with emotion. In addition, life is a melting pot of emotions. In life, we feel the truth all the time. As long as we have a sensitive and delicate heart, we will certainly feel it. Lament the injustice of fate. If you want to write a sincere article, you must have a positive heart and be passionate about life. Please remember this sentence: "When life deceives you 99 times, you should embrace life for the100th time." You should constantly increase the thickness of your feelings, be more enthusiastic about the people around you, be more concerned about the things around you, and boldly show your love and hate. In this way, we have an inexhaustible source of writing 3. Develop the habit of expressing emotions in words. Confucius said, "Knowing is not as good as being kind, and being kind is not as good as being happy." We should regard writing as a happy thing and always express our feelings in words. Even if our emotions are like waves, they will change with time if we don't write them down. If you write later, it will be difficult to write truthfully. Turn a blind eye to the shape of Mount Tai. "If we turn a blind eye to all the scenery in front of us in life, then our emotions will not be attached. So we should get into the habit of expressing emotions in words. When we express it, we will express it through concrete things. The more we express, the richer our emotions will be.

3. How to write an emotional composition 1? Choose the material that you feel most.

In our daily study and life, we must have experienced many things, some of which are instructive or enlightening, and some of which will make you moved and unforgettable. The reappearance of life pictures can evoke memories, retrieve neglected details, create a perceptual atmosphere, aggregate emotions and revive writing inspiration. Affection, friendship, love and human feelings are all reflected in trivial matters. It is some trivial things in life that can make people deeply appreciate life.

According to the requirements of the topic, it is easy to express our true feelings by choosing the materials that feel the deepest.

Second, we should use concrete things to express our true feelings.

Without concrete things, an article has no true feelings. True feelings are generally expressed through narration, description and discussion of specific things. The detailed description of expressing true feelings in the detailed description has always been very touching. We can set some details in our writing. Through detailed description, we can express our thoughts and feelings. The detailed description seems ordinary, but it is actually touching. It will really flow into the details and make people feel happy.

Third, show the true feelings through comparison.

Observing mountains and rivers, feeling romance, experiencing indifference in the world, catching the bright spots in life and picking flowers of true feelings will make you feel active in thinking, rich in feelings and touching in articles. In addition to the direct expression of emotions, we can also reveal our true feelings through comparison. If the description of the scenery can be combined with the feelings of the characters, it will play a good role in rendering and contrast, thus increasing the appeal of the article.

When you sit in a bright classroom and listen to the teacher's lecture, when you sit at the dinner table and eat delicious food, have you ever thought about how much blood and sweat your parents have to pay to grow from a starving baby to you today? Have you ever thought that one day you will hug them back and forth with your own efforts? Our Chinese nation is known as the "state of etiquette", and the first etiquette is to honor parents. There is such a thing that a classmate is spoiled at home. Once, his mother forgot to cook because of illness. He was furious, and her mother was in tears and heartbroken. Students, how sad this mother was at that time! What did you get for your love for your son? Can you imagine that a person can love others even if he doesn't love his mother? What would the world be like without love? Old people live in the street and children are abandoned in the wilderness.

How terrible that would be. People who have achieved something in ancient and modern times do not all have this noble character. Marshal Chen Yi, who made great contributions to the founding of New China, was very busy during his tenure as Foreign Minister, but he was able to visit his elderly mother and wash his diaper for his paralyzed mother during the break of his visit. This noble virtue lies in him. He is a noble man. We should learn to honor and love our parents who work day and night from an early age, and extend this virtue to respect all teachers and be a moral person. Think about how many mothers are knitting sweaters for us under the lamp and how many fathers are running for their lives. Let's all care about our parents, honor them and write a love song for their elders! On the quiet night of great maternal love, the north wind is blowing, and the moon shines its dim light on the earth. There is still a ray of light shining in the humble hut.

Meng Jiao can't sleep in bed. He will leave his mother who gave birth to him and raised him early tomorrow morning and go to Beijing to catch the exam. Thought of here, his eyes could not help but shed hot tears.

In the dim light, Meng Jiao saw her old mother sewing that shabby cotton-padded coat for him with rough hands, and her thick maternal love moistened his heart. The north wind is still whistling, like a wolf howling.

Mother was shivering with cold, and her fingers were stiff with cold, like red carrots. She put down her needle and thread, put her hands together on her mouth, took a few breaths, and then rubbed it hard. Seeing this, Meng Jiao's tears poured out again. He really wants to rush up and hug her mother to keep her warm. The relentless cold wind kept coming at the hut, and the lights swayed from side to side. The faint flame couldn't stand the cold wind and went out with a bang. Mother sighed and picked up the flint in the dark. Bang, the oil lamp went on, and mother continued to mend clothes. However, the relentless wind hit the hut again and again, and her mother lit the oil lamp again and again and continued to repair it.

One day, Mr. Wang offered to buy a book, but Meng Jiao's family was too poor to even care about life, let alone buy a book. He didn't tell his mother. But it still blew into my mother's ear like the wind. Soon, my mother took a brand-new book to Meng Jiao. It turned out that when my mother pawned her only dowry, she was still sewing clothes under the oil lamp. Suddenly, my mother frowned and a drop of bright red blood oozed like a pearl. My mother put her hand on her mouth and sucked it, then continued to mend it, as if nothing had happened. See here, Meng Jiao.

The moon put away the last ray of sunshine and the sun rose. When I came to the yard, my mother stroked Meng Jiao's head and reluctantly said, "Son, you must come back early!" " Meng Jiao's eyes blurred again. Mother is like the sunshine in spring, shining on the tender grass. Her great love will accompany him through the storm, towards the distant.

Looking at his mother waving in the distance, a poem flowed in Meng Jiao's heart: thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.

Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? Chapter III Motherly love has been praised countless times, countless years, but it will never stop, because it never stops.

When I was in primary school, my teacher left many compositions on the topic of maternal love. For me, I always finish it without pain. I don't have a deep feeling about its true meaning, that is to say, I am afraid and hated by my mother. Because my mother is strict with me.

I have hated my mother's harshness for countless times. Although I don't have the courage to yell at her, I often slack off and do things my mother doesn't allow me to do, but I don't let her know. Therefore, my academic performance has been mediocre, my life has been so-so, and my mother has broken her heart. From junior high school, with the growth of age, I began to understand that my mother's strictness is also a kind of love.

This kind of love sometimes seems cruel and inhuman, but it gives me endless motivation and makes enviable achievements in my study. Just last Sunday, just after dinner, I shouted to play computer games. My mother was so entangled in me that she had to say, "Take out your homework and let me check it. If you do well, you can play computer games. "

Although I can't play computer right away, my hope of playing computer is still there, because I have already finished all my homework. I piled all my homework on the table at lightning speed. "Mom, I have finished my homework. Can I play?" I shouted.

"Did you do your homework carefully? Can you do math problems? " Mom asked with a grain of salt. "It's a piece of cake, it's a piece of cake …" I haven't finished writing, but I found my mother's face gradually darkened: "Look at the math problem you did, the handwriting is sloppy, the steps are incomplete, and there are so many mistakes …" My mother said that she mistyped the number, and the more she mistyped it, the more angry she became. Finally, she tore up my math homework. "Redo!" Looking at my mother's angry face, I dare not say another word, but silently say to myself, "Dear computer, I'm going to kiss you goodbye."

Although I am extremely unhappy in my heart, I know that what my mother did is true.

The sun smiles through the white clouds, pigeons fly freely in the blue sky, fish jump out of the water to see the world, and the sun is full of joy between heaven and earth ... how familiar we are! These scenes are beautiful, charming, brilliant and full of vitality. This is the smile of Mother Earth! However, with the passage of time, when people celebrate the fruitful achievements of human development in the 2/kloc-0 century, Mother Earth has entered a new century with ecological burden and trauma.

What's left now? Cloudy sky, dirty and smelly stream, fragmented land, deserted desert ... where is our blue sky? Where are our white clouds? Where is our green hill? Where is our green water! The once vibrant home has become black and blue! who is it? Who the hell is it? Who is the sinner who destroys our home? Who made our mother earth cry? This is the heartbreaking answer-people! ! It is a selfish human being, a human being full of desire, an ungrateful human being, and a human being who wants to conquer nature! Didn't you say "hide in America"? Didn't you say "the world is full of love"? Where is the warmth? Where is love? If you don't cherish and care for your own home, how can you talk about warmth? How can you talk about love? Over the years, in order to develop, compare countries and satisfy human ambitions, we have cut down trees, killed animals, discharged waste gas and piled up domestic garbage everywhere ... These behaviors, these disgusting behaviors and these shameful behaviors are undoubtedly another scar on our mother earth! You really don't understand? People living on the earth, the fate of mankind is linked with nature! When we wantonly destroy nature, do we know that human beings are heading for extinction step by step? When we proudly celebrate the fruitful results of plundering nature, have you ever thought that nature will take angry revenge on mankind? Don't you always say "think about the next generation"? Is it out of consideration for the next generation? Is it just to make them a sum of money so that they can go to key universities, take postgraduate entrance examinations, find a good job, then make money, get married and have children? Does this mean "the predecessors planted trees, while the descendants enjoyed the cool"? Generation after generation, people always think about themselves and always pursue fame and fortune endlessly. After chasing, tired, tired, old, calmly waiting for death, hand over this unbearable world to the next generation.

However, the next generation is the same, pursuing material things, never stopping for life, expecting the next generation to compensate and save everything. People just like to pass the buck. How concerned about the next generation! Look, what you left for future generations! Man, look at your great "contribution": scientists predict that in 2040, all the covered ice in the world will melt and Britain will be submerged; The last drop of rain will fall in the world in 2060; 1999, Florida may be submerged by seawater; Greenland ice sheet may disappear in 2 1 century; Global warming may lead to the melting of the Arctic in 2 100; Polar bears will disappear at the end of 2 1 century; Arctic sea ice will "almost completely" disappear in 2 1 century; 2 1 by the end of the century, the species on the earth will be reduced by half ... these frightening predictions are all masterpieces of mankind! ! Originally blue sky and white clouds, why are they all turbid! Originally green mountains and green waters, why only desolation! Originally, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, but why is it desolate! Originally a beautiful home, why should she be scarred! ! Someone said, "Because the world is so beautiful, human beings were created.

But with humans, the world will never be beautiful. "This sentence is how chilling! Was the appearance of mankind a mistake from the beginning? Don't! Don't! To be sure, the original intention of human beings is to make the world a better place, but … it's just that human beings have lost themselves in the constant pursuit … Don't continue this ignorant behavior that hurts Mother Earth! Humans! Wake up! Don't forget our blue sky, our white clouds, our green mountains and green waters, and don't lose our beautiful home ... think about it, once our vibrant home ... the dreams of many people ... all those who love life, we live on the same planet, and we suck the milk of Mother Earth together. Think about it, if we no longer have sweetness. We are waiting for the blue planet, and we are under a blue sky. Who wants to see the flood inundating their homes, the endless desert, the blue sea no longer, and the cold world without warmth! If we don't act, the catastrophe is about to enter the countdown! The end of mankind is coming! All people who love life and nature, please extend your hand for our beautiful home. Let's return our youth to nature, our vitality to nature, let our mother earth smile again, and let the world have the best tomorrow.

6. Composition: 400 words to convey feelings with things My old teacher Lesson 42: Wu My teacher is of medium height, fair skin, simple clothes, and a round face with a pair of "talking" eyes.

Speaking of her "talking" eyes, I know what it is saying. Every time I answer the right question in class, the teacher will look at me with his eyes, then smile at me and start teaching again.

I can see from her eyes that she is saying "Come on, you are the best" to me. On the first day of school, I couldn't help vomiting in the last class because of my physical discomfort.

I thought to myself, what should I do on the first day of transfer? When I looked up at the teacher, her eyes were full of love, and her big eyes seemed to tell me: Never mind. I'm going to give the tap a quick clean.

The teacher quietly cleaned up the scene. Back in the classroom, the teacher who had just finished cleaning asked with concern, "What happened? Are you okay? Do you need to call your parents? " After listening to the teacher's words, my tears almost fell.

The first time I met my teacher, I gave her such a gift. The teacher gave me the best gift in return with her eyes and actions. She is my head teacher, Miss Yue.

7. How can I write a composition with feelings? Don't treat writing as a task. In fact, it is not a difficult thing to express your true feelings. The most important thing is the following two points: first, can your emotions be vented to the extreme to achieve the effect of infecting readers. If you want to express your emotions better, I think you should experience and think more, observe every detail in your life carefully and experience everything that can make you feel.

This will make your emotions more delicate and pay more attention to the things around you. In fact, these are all good materials for your composition. There is also whether your article structure is tight, whether your thinking is clear, and whether your language is organized. These technical things are the simplest. Compared with writing your true feelings, these things are the most superficial and understandable, but they cannot be said to be unimportant. On the basis of expressing your true feelings, writing skills are still very important. Finally, writing a composition does not need to emphasize the need for such gorgeous language. No. All the emphasis should be placed on the beauty of language. The emotion that beautiful language can express is very limited, and vocabulary is important, but this does not mean that only gorgeous language can be considered as a good article. The simplest emotion is better than the most gorgeous language! Finally, I will send you a sentence: "Simplicity has its own masterpiece, and gorgeousness is not necessarily a good article."

8. Works that describe people's feelings. Someone I admire.

All the lights are out, but grandma's desk lamp is still on. Under the light sat a kind old man with white hair. He is wearing reading glasses and holding a pen. He kept circling, marking and drawing on the book. He is sometimes absorbed; Sometimes frown; Sometimes infatuation; Sometimes smile. He is my grandfather.

Grandpa is old, but he loves reading very much. Because grandpa can pinch plasticine, I often pester him to pinch some gadgets for me. However, as long as Grandpa reads a book and wants him to pinch plasticine, that is "daydreaming". I really want to lock all grandpa's books in the box. But one thing changed my mind.

Once my mother asked me a question: "How many fingers does a panda have in one hand?" I think about it, but I can't think of a reliable answer. Let's ask grandpa, I thought. I ran to find my grandfather and said my mother's words intact. Grandpa touched my head and said, "You boy, you only know how to play and don't read books on weekdays. Pandas only have four fingers! " "Grandpa, your knowledge is really profound! Did you get all this knowledge from books? " I asked enviously. "Of course! There is a golden house in the book and Yan Ruyu in the book'. As long as you are willing to read and read widely, you will be as knowledgeable as your grandfather! "So, in my young mind, I planted the seeds of reading, and the book became my mentor.

Grandpa is not only knowledgeable, but also often selflessly helps others to do things and solve problems. One noon, my family was having dinner. Suddenly, Uncle Ma and several uncles came in. Their faces have lost their old smiles, but they are full of anxiety and helplessness. After exchanging pleasantries with grandpa, they entered the study, and I followed them curiously. I heard Uncle Ma say in dismay, "My tea tree somehow got a strange disease. First, the roots grow tumors, and then the tea trees wither. We farmers rely on these acres of tea gardens to support our families for a year, but now we have nothing. This ... this is great! " Say that finish, then a hand on the desk, while bowed their heads and frustrated. At this time, an uncle took out a root of a tea tree and handed it to grandpa. Grandpa put on reading glasses, grabbed the roots in his left hand and held a magnifying glass in his right. I saw grandpa poke his roots away from time to time and kept watching: he sometimes took a pen and drew circles on the paper; Sometimes put down the pen and frown; Go back and ask a word or two. Ma Bobo's mood fluctuates with grandpa's expression. After a long time, grandpa handed a piece of paper full of handwriting to Uncle Ma. Uncle Ma took the paper, just like holding a lifesaving elixir. He said in a trembling voice, "Thank you so much. I really don't know how to repay you. " "Hi, old friend, welcome. Help this little thing, it should be. " After a while, it's time for Uncle Ma to go. Grandpa grabbed his hand and said, "Wait a minute." Say that finish, he hurried into the study, took out a bunch of things and put them in Ma Bobo's hand. When Uncle Ma saw it, it turned out to be a pile of money. Uncle Ma insisted on not accepting it, but Grandpa said, "Your family has a bad harvest this year. This money is a token of my appreciation. Come to me if you have any difficulties in the future. " Ma Bobo's hand holding the money trembled slightly, but he wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound. Looking at this touching scene in front of me, my mood can't help being touched. How noble my grandfather's quality is! He doesn't enrich himself with his expertise, but takes pleasure in helping others. Thinking of this, grandpa's body can't help getting bigger and bigger in my eyes.

Grandpa, although he has never done anything earth-shattering and has no gorgeous appearance, he obviously has extraordinary qualities in his ordinary body. Yes! Grandpa's spirit of helping others and loving books will be a monument in my heart, a monument in my heart, an example for me to learn and admire.

9. Fragment composition. Write a paragraph in an appropriate lyrical way to describe a certain emotion, such as happiness and sadness: time is always cruel. You sit down and think about what you once said in your heart, which will accompany you all your life. Now, we can't remember what it used to be. We just laughed off those eternal vows and went to our own unaccompanied autumn. Leaves fall, and then. Time has passed. Looking back every day, I suddenly dream. Those who warmed our youth, those years when we were still in chaos, all came quietly in the moment of looking back. Even we have long forgotten our original appearance, simple, naive, willful and timid. We just hide our little likes and look at her as if she were a painting, which makes people feel distressed. Many young people like it. When I see it, there will be light melting inside, and there will be a wave of water ripples. So, many, many years later, those girls will be autumn leaves, withering and falling, straining my heart, sighing or sighing. Life will always be the water that will eventually run out in my palm, remembering or paying homage. We were there, which may be the last and best comfort. The autumn wind is tight all night. I think. They have no afterlife and can't turn back, but I can still miss some mistakes in different places and give me comfort at that time. I think this life is just a ship, carrying this life to the end of this life.