The most beautiful excellent composition 1 is beautiful, it is a flower, blooming in the early morning breeze; Beauty is a rosy cloud, rendering a picture on the horizon. Beautiful scenery and things, people and things are all around me.
I have a younger sister. She is cute, with big eyes and long eyelashes. She always says something with her mouth open.
No, in the second grade. She often comes to my house to play.
Once, I went out with her, and the bulletin board at the entrance of the community was surrounded by many people. Curious, she insisted on dragging me over and asked me what I had written. As soon as I see it, I'm going to donate money to the disaster area, so I can give the money to the neighborhood Committee. She knew that the latter person said to herself: The children in the disaster area are so poor. Some parents died, some hands and feet were broken, there was nothing to eat, and the house collapsed. They are too poor. After a while, she seemed to make a major decision and excitedly said to me, "Sister, let's donate!" " ""good, Jia Jia. "I said simply." Yes, I will go tomorrow! "
After returning to China, I thought: Anyway, there are so many people donating, so it doesn't matter if there is more or less. Besides, they don't know who donated it and don't need to donate much. So the next day, I took Zhang Wuyuan to the neighborhood Committee. Before I went in, I heard a familiar voice: "Aunt! This is what I donated. " Then I heard a "wow" and many coins fell on the table. "Wow, kid, you donate a lot!" "Not much, not much." She said, learn to be an adult. I walked in and saw that it was Jia Jia. She smiled shyly and held an empty piggy bank in her hand. But she kept the money for a long time and didn't want to use it. I didn't expect her to donate it all. Look at the money in my hand again. I'm completely ashamed. I decided to go home and take my savings.
Jia Jia Di Mei in my heart forever, her generosity and love will always be the highlight of my heart. In the brilliant brilliance, I walked happily with flowers.
The most beautiful and excellent composition 2 Speaking of the word landscape, people may think of all the beautiful scenery in nature. But today I want to talk about different beautiful "scenery".
On the way to school or after school, I always see people get on and off. There is also the situation where I take the bus. I get on and off without pushing or squeezing, which is very orderly. I get off first and then get on. I always have an unspeakable sense of happiness. Isn't this the most beautiful "scenery"?
On the bus, I occasionally see someone stepping on or bumping into someone. People who bump into or step on it will immediately say "I'm sorry", and another person will say "nothing" with a smile. When an old man or a mother with a child comes over, the person with a seat next to him will not hesitate to get up and give up his seat. This makes me feel ashamed when I am still hesitating. Isn't this the most beautiful "scenery"?
Students who go out for a spring outing will take a garbage bag with them and never litter. I will also play in the place designated by the teacher. Temporarily put down homework, bathe in the sunshine, chase and play in the fields, and get in touch with nature. When playing games, the children help each other, talking and laughing. Isn't that kind of picture the most beautiful "scenery"?
A beautiful "scenery" is like this, orderly, generous and helpful.
In our ordinary life, the most beautiful "scenery" is actually everywhere. You will be more harmonious if you have good moral quality, good hygiene habits and be more generous with others.
No matter where you are, as long as you remember to be more tolerant, patient and polite on weekdays. You are the most beautiful "scenery" and the most beautiful "scenery".
On the morning of July 22, I went to a foreign language school as usual, but as soon as I got to the classroom, I found that many students had brought tools: sunglasses; There is an "X" optical film; And "astronomical glasses made by myself". I felt very strange, so I asked my deskmate and learned that today is the day of total solar eclipse. You can't see it with the naked eye, or you will burn your eyes. What should I do? I'm like a cat on hot bricks, borrowing everywhere. Finally, a kind classmate lent me a pair of sunglasses she brought. Yes, great, I can watch the total solar eclipse! My mood changed from sadness to joy.
"Come, come. Come and see! " A classmate shouted.
We rushed to the window, put on our glasses and looked up at the sky. Ah, the sun is really like the legendary "Tengu eats the sun". Hey! Eat evenly, just like a small treasure.
I don't know how long after, when I went to see the sun again, the sun turned into a boat, sailing in the "sea", dancing in the sky like a grinning fairy, pulling a white cloud for a while, covering myself with it, like a princess in a wedding dress, and then drilling into the dark clouds to play hide-and-seek with us. Gradually, the sun became more and more slender and became a silk thread, golden. Finally, the sun was completely covered, just like a burnt moon cake, in total darkness. There is a circle of Phnom Penh around the pie, like a glittering pearl necklace.
The most exciting moment has finally arrived. A bright spot appeared on the top of the black plate, giving off dazzling light, much like the diamond ring worn by the Queen Mother. This must be the most beautiful diamond ring in the world!
This is the most amazing and beautiful gift that the sun gave us today.
Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally look forward to this day-Mother's Day. On the day before this mother's happiest festival, I took out ten yuan to buy a most beautiful gift for my mother.
I go to the supermarket, look left, right, east and west. Suddenly, my eyes lit up and I went straight to a cargo rack with many exquisite cushions. I picked up a pink cushion and studied it carefully. There are two smiling bears embroidered on the mat. Mother bear holds Baby Bear, and Baby Bear wears a colorful pearl necklace around her neck. At this time, Mother Bear looked at Mother Bear shyly. A purple heart was sprayed by fireworks and embroidered with "Happy Mother's Day". I was fascinated by it and wanted to buy it, but I gave up the idea and kept looking for the most beautiful gift.
When we walked to the jewelry section, there was a small heart-shaped box on the shelf. The diamond ring in the box sparkled, and colorful childhood came to my mind. The ring shone on an aunt's face. At this time, the wrinkles on her face miraculously disappeared, and she suddenly became much younger. I seem to see my eighteen-year-old mother. When I was about to buy it, I suddenly remembered that I had only ten dollars on me, which was not enough to buy a ring, so I had no choice but to leave.
Desperate, I walked out of the supermarket and bowed my head silently. The moment I looked up, I saw carnations in the vase in front of the flower shop opposite. Blooming flowers are like children's smiling faces. Although the wind is blowing, the carnations standing in full bloom in the wind make me feel warm. I bought them without hesitation.
Pink, red and purple carnations have brought me closer to my mother. At the same time, it made me understand that the most beautiful gift is that heart.
The most beautiful and excellent composition 5 A fierce boxing match has begun. The red side of the red shorts and the white side of the white shorts compete for the championship in the boxing ring.
The first round was almost one-sided. The red player only cares about parry, barely coping with the fierce offensive of the white player, and has almost no chance to make moves to support the bell. The red player retreated to the corner and immediately explained his strategy to the coach without waiting for the coach to speak. He told the coach not to worry, his defense is very tight, as long as he waits for the right time, as long as the white card player reveals a flaw, he can immediately knock down his opponent with a heavy punch.
The situation in the second round is similar to that in the first round, but the defense of the red players seems to be more difficult than that in the first round, and the opponent's offensive is more fierce. It seems that the flaw has not yet appeared.
After the third, fourth and fifth rounds, the disadvantage of red players has not changed at all. After the bell rang, the red player returned to the corner to have a rest. Before he could speak, the coach finally couldn't help it. "Come on, just tell me, do you want to win the championship or compete for the Nobel Peace Prize?"
If the competition in life is like boxing champion, do you want to win the championship or expect to compete for the peace prize?
Maybe we can have many reasons and excuses, always waiting for the next better opportunity, so that we can work hard; But it is often more common to see the result that you complain about your talents all your life and let yourself and your family live a dull and helpless life.
Recognize your own characteristics, go forward bravely, give yourself another chance, boldly swing a beautiful punch, and you will find that life does have its differences!
Where is the most beautiful scenery? Not far away, maybe by your side. The point is that you didn't find its eyes.
The most beautiful scenery-is a look back, that day. It was a rainy day. I was walking home with an umbrella. Inadvertently, I looked back and was deeply touched. At the intersection, there was a man wearing a shabby T-shirt and a broken umbrella. Next to him, a girl of seven or eight years old is sleeping and wearing a coat. The man held the umbrella carefully to prevent the rain from falling on the girl. I stood for a long time.
The most beautiful scenery-is a tiny movement. It is another rainy day. Grandparents go shopping hand in hand. For the old couple who have lived for more than 20 years, they have seen the world of mortals. After watching them leave, I just wanted to go back to the house, only to find that grandpa's hand was slightly tilted and his umbrella was biased towards grandma. That little gesture expressed grandpa's love for grandma without saying anything. When I got home, I clearly saw that my grandfather's shoulders were all wet. I wonder if grandma found it. At least in my opinion, grandma has found it.
The most beautiful scenery-is a tear when watching. I was only six years old at that time, and I was still very dependent on my parents. I still remember the tears they shed when they first sent me to summer camp. I took my suitcase and chatted with my classmates. Although I am very dependent, I didn't cry for my parents to accompany me. In order to show myself, I said hello and plunged into my circle of friends. When I got on the plane, I secretly looked out of the window and accidentally saw my mother crying. My heart trembled and my head shrank back. That tear was deeply branded in my heart and I will never forget it.
Where is the most beautiful scenery? By your side, fatherly love and maternal love will become the most beautiful scenery and accompany you.
The most beautiful and excellent composition 7 "As long as everyone gives a love, the world will become a beautiful world …" Every time I sing this song, I can't help but think of the scene when I was playing in the zoo: I just turned six years old that year, and my parents took me to see monkeys, tigers and lions ... I was dazzled. On my way to see the peacock, we bought a pack of biscuits and walked on. At this time, a man in high heels came across from me, just like many young people ... it was so beautiful. She was holding 100 yuan in her hand. I thought she was going to donate it to those disabled people. Unexpectedly, she spit gum in the hair of those disabled people and said softly, "What a suck! Really dirty! " Say that finish, then swaggering away.
However, no one paid attention to them, no ... When I gave one yuan in my hand to those disabled people, a big sister with a scarf stopped me. She gave them money one by one. I vaguely saw several scars on the face of the big sister who was wearing a scarf. I tried to stop her, but I didn't have the courage. Finally, the big sister left.
After coming back, I have been thinking, why does the beautiful elder sister have so much money, why not donate it to those disabled people? Even if it is a dime or a penny, she has to have this heart; The big sister with a scarf knows how to help others, although she has a wound on her face. She is the most beautiful person in her heart. As the saying goes, "the beauty of a bird lies in her feathers, and the beauty of a person lies in her heart." Isn't it? Now, let's be a beautiful person!
On Saturday, my father and I came to Sun Island in Laozhou, where the second Kite Festival was being held. Our little reporter came here to participate in the live "DIY" kite activity.
My father and I came to Sun Island early and saw gongs and drums everywhere, colorful flags flying and very lively. After a while, Sister Orange and Sister Jing also came, and our long-awaited activity began. Sister orange gave us kites and paints. Everyone gets the paint and goes to find their favorite kite. "Sister Orange, can I have a happy kite?" "I want angry birds." Finally, everyone got their favorite kite, and I got the troublesome bird.
The kite sent to me is only black and white. I began to draw kites. I draw this bird for a while and that bird for a while. The colors of the two birds were painted in a short time. Then I drew a bird's mouth. I painted the bird's mouth yellow and orange. More than twenty minutes passed, and everyone's kites were finally drawn. Colorful kites appeared in front of me, very beautiful. Sister orange said, "The kite string is being delivered." With the kite string, everyone started flying kites.
We let the kite we drew out. It's great to watch kites flying in the sky! Let's not say how happy we are. Dad said, "Look at the paint on your face, like Xiaohua Mall." But I am very happy in my heart, because this is my own kite and the most beautiful kite I have ever seen.
Kite DIY activities not only let me feel the traditional culture and customs of China, but also exercise our hands-on ability. I like to draw kites by myself.
There are four seasons in a year, and the scenery in each season is very different, and what I like best is the magnificent scenery when it snows in winter.
At night, I just walked out of the teaching building. Wow! It's snowing, it's snowing, and the snowflakes are falling gently. The students are singing and dancing and cheering for the first snow this winter.
Snowflakes flying all over the sky, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, like a beautiful butterfly, like dancing; Like a dandelion blown off, it seems to fly and float; It is also like a group of white elves jumping, spinning and rolling in the air, jumping on the road and laying a snow-white carpet on the road; Jump on the roof and repaint the house; Climb to the tree and put new clothes on it ... it's white everywhere, and even the cars parked on the side of the road put on thick cotton-padded clothes. The whole world is beautifully dressed by snow children! It's really "like a strong wind in spring, which comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees."
Snowflakes are still falling. Naughty snowflakes will get into my clothes and stick to my face for a while. I held out my little hand. Snowflakes float into my palm, and in an instant, they disappear into water droplets, as if playing hide-and-seek with me. Really naughty, very lovable. My friends and I played, chased and frolicked in the snow ... Under the embellishment of snowflakes, the earth became a pure white world of powder and jade, which was spectacular. Looking at the world made of snow in front of me, I seem to be in a fairy tale world.
Snow makes this winter warmer and becomes a magnificent scenery in winter. I am intoxicated with the snow scene and can't help but sigh: I love the beautiful snow scene!
The most beautiful and excellent composition 10 never happened. Misunderstanding made you and me friends, and you gave me everything. -inscription
May, you may still hate me, but I am grateful to you. If you hadn't called me hypocritical and selfish, I'm afraid I don't even know my shortcomings now. You transferred to our class from the third grade, and no one knows you. I, on the other hand, really want to be friends with you, not for anything else, just for having a good friend. You are my best friend, but you care about me and everything about me. I used to be fun-loving, but now I'm smart. You told me that being smart will make people appreciate you more and like you more. Maybe you are such a sincere person to others.
You helped me raise Beibei. You defended me, but I failed you again and again. Maybe I really have no place in your heart, but I care about you very much. Do you remember? I will lend you my clothes when you are cold, and I will help you when you are in trouble. When you lose something, I will go with you to find it. Although your grades are average, your personality tells me that you are worthy of making friends. You are cheerful and optimistic, and you won't have a conflict with me because of a little thing. Me neither. We will go to the roadside to help our elderly grandmother. We will go to the bookstore to read books together. Sometimes I'm late. You have to take me home and explain to my mother. Really, really, sometimes I think you are an angel given to me by heaven, my patron saint. Let's go forward hand in hand, overcome all difficulties and sing happily. This is the intimacy between you and me! !
PS: I wrote this article because I am in a particularly bad mood and regret why I am so selfish. Maybe everyone is packaging himself, but my friend Yue is so real. Looks like I should change it.
The most beautiful and excellent composition 1 1 I have an amiable mother. She has short black hair, thin eyebrows and big eyes. She is full of happiness and gives me confidence. She has a "golden voice" and sings like a lark, which brings a lot of laughter to everyone's family.
My mother is 39 years old. She is an ordinary worker. She works as a manager in Kang Hui Travel Agency. She never covets petty advantages. She always tries her best to serve everyone and loves this job very much. My mother will take me to school every day. When I come home from work, she will help me with my homework, tell me stories and read books with me ... My mother is a strict teacher when she helps me with my study. After studying, she will play with me and share happiness like my big friend! My mother is very concerned about me. I remember one night, I dreamed that I fell from a tall building, and I cried with a sigh. My mother touched my head and felt a little hot, so she took a thermometer to take my temperature, 40 degrees! My mother quickly tucked me in, gave me medicine and stayed with me until dawn.
The next day, my mother didn't go to work, so she stayed at home to take care of me. Sometimes she asked me to do my homework, sometimes she accompanied me for a walk in the community park, and sometimes she told me stories to make me happy ... under her careful care, my illness soon recovered. My mother is not beautiful in appearance, but she is beautiful inside. She takes care of other people's old people like her own, and also takes care of other people's children like her own. When I was very young, my mother, a good friend of the same age, was ill and hospitalized. Her mother took the swallow home and lived with everyone for a long time until her mother recovered and was discharged from hospital.
I think my mother is the most beautiful. I love you, Mom!
The most beautiful and excellent composition 12 The math teacher in my heart is the most beautiful.
Miss Kui is the teacher who teaches us mathematics. She looks ordinary, but her eyebrows and eyes left a deep impression on me. Her eyebrows are as sharp as swords, and her eyes are black and sharp. Her eyes don't know how many students who have deserted in class can be "killed". Teacher Kui's expression at this moment is absolutely serious. ...
Teacher Kui can also do a face-changing trick! The thing is ... We are having a math class with Mr. Kui, and he is telling us an equation problem. Miss Kui smiled and said to us, "I have solved two-sevenths of this equation …" Then Miss Kui turned and wrote the answer on the blackboard. Just as she turned to face us again, the scene of "terror" happened. I saw Mr. Kui with a straight face and an ugly face, squeezing out a few words from his mouth, "What about you?" At that time, the whole class was quiet at first, and then burst into laughter. Our classroom is so ups and downs and wonderful ... Humor is one of the most beautiful reasons for Teacher Kui.
Teacher Kui's second characteristic of treating students-fairness. Mr. Kui's fairness lies in that when students are asked to answer questions in class, Mr. Kui will not only let some students with good academic performance answer, nor will those with poor academic performance answer, but let everyone have the opportunity to answer questions. By doing this like Mr. Kui, everyone will have a platform and an opportunity to compete with each other. Fairness is the second reason why Mr. Kui is the most beautiful.
Teacher Kui's third characteristic of treating students-seriousness. No matter how bad a student you are, no matter how noisy you are in class, no matter how long you have been away from school. As long as you go to Mr. Kui to correct your mistakes, Mr. Kui will tell you math problems seriously until I make it clear to you ... Seriously is the third most beautiful reason for Mr. Kui.
The math teacher is the most beautiful in my heart.
The most beautiful and excellent composition 13 has 100 kinds of feelings and impressions about the Spring Festival in the eyes of people. What is the Spring Festival in your eyes? Is it a red lantern, a steaming jiaozi, a festive couplet, or the Spring Festival Evening? ...
The Spring Festival in my eyes is missing and reunion.
The feeling of missing spread during the Spring Festival, giving us the strength to return to our hometown all the way. This year's Spring Festival, my parents and I were sitting on a bumpy train. Everyone on the train shared my expression: expectation, nostalgia, and a slightly tired face filled with a happy smile. A year's hard work, at the moment of reunion with family, will melt into water like snow and ice illuminated by the sun. What is more precious than reunion during the Spring Festival?
In my eyes, the Spring Festival is a blessing and a family affection.
No expensive gift can compare with the most sincere wishes of my relatives, no delicious food can compare with the New Year's Eve dinner I enjoyed with my relatives, no wonderful program can compare with the Spring Festival Evening I watched with my relatives, and no good memories can compare with the time I spent with my relatives. In this way, quietly, waiting for the New Year's bell to ring, flying my blessing, quietly enjoying the season of affection, the Spring Festival of affection …
The Spring Festival in my eyes is to cherish and welcome.
When I happily accepted the gifts from my relatives, I once again heard the earnest exhortation: "The new year is coming, you are one year older, so study hard …" The words may vary widely, but the blessings are all beautiful. Friends and family, cherish the present and welcome the future.
In my eyes, the Spring Festival is miss and reunion, a blessing and affection, and a treasure and welcome. What other festival can compare with the richness and beauty of the Spring Festival?
The most beautiful and excellent composition 14 in life, people divide beauty into internal beauty, external beauty, moral beauty and professional beauty ... but in my heart, spiritual beauty is the most precious. It is simpler, truer and more beautiful than any kind of beauty. In our life, there are a group of such people who are volunteers.
They always appear when people need help most. In the morning, they always sweep back and forth on the railing in the middle of the road. They don't want to get paid for cleaning, but just want people to live, work and study in a clean environment. In the afternoon, when others are taking a nap, they clean up the lunch boxes left by others after eating in the scorching sun. At night, when others are off work and eating, they are helping the traffic police direct traffic.
During the Olympic Games, people watched TV at home and waited for this great ceremony. They were helping some foreigners to show the way, introduce clubs and ease traffic.
During the May 12 earthquake, they rushed to the disaster area at the first time, not afraid of the danger of aftershocks, and their lives were hard. Some of them comfort some people who have lost their loved ones, some help find those who are still alive, and some provide material help to those who don't eat or drink, and no one pays. They help those who suffer selflessly. They only have one belief, that is, to let those displaced in the earthquake feel the warmth of their families.
The hearts of those volunteers are so white and flawless, without a trace of distractions, and their spirit is so great. This is the most beautiful person in my heart-volunteer. I hope we can all repay the society like them.
The most beautiful and excellent composition 15 The most beautiful season is spring, the most beautiful moment is the moment to receive the prize, and the most beautiful day is sunrise.
But do you know what the most beautiful expression is? This is a smile. Yes, this is a smile. Smile on the podium, smile when praised, and smile from the heart. Everyone is part of a smile. The most beautiful smile is the kind of friendly and tolerant smile that comes from the heart when you need help, when you make mistakes and when you hurt others.
I remember when I was in primary school, I had a very good relationship with my deskmate, but after a grudge, our relationship broke up. I remember that she was our team leader at that time and the teacher asked her to hand out her homework. She accidentally dropped her homework on the floor full of water, and it just hit my notebook. I was angry that she did it on purpose, but she didn't explain or refute it. I secretly made up my mind that I must let her book fall to the ground, too.
I was waiting for the right time. When it was time to hand out my homework, I poured the water in the cup on the ground. When I helped her with her homework, I let go of my hand and fell right into the water. She picked up the book and said nothing, but smiled at me and repeatedly said, "Never mind, never mind." Hearing these words, my heart,
Now that I think about it, I don't want to mention how uncomfortable it is, but her smile has always been printed in my heart.
That smile made me understand what an inclusive, understanding and beautiful mind is.
The most beautiful smile is the understanding between people. She taught me a lot, a lot.
Xiào róng means smiling face. From the first act of Cao Yu's Peking Man: "(Grandma Chen) is a little deaf and often has a happy smile on her face." There is also Lao She's "Four Generations under One Family" Sanjiu: "Old man Qi doesn't want to eat, but he has a smile on his face."