This is my stage composition, and this is my stage composition

On the road of life, there are many stages, this is the stage of life, the stage of life, we need to bloom, to pursue. Sidestove grinding.

It was late at night, the stars and the moon were blinking, I was sleeping, and I was reading in a quiet room, and the more I looked, the more interested I became. Swimming in the sea of books, this is my stage.

Every day, no matter how late it is, I squeeze in a lot of time to read, sometimes even through the night. Books are my interest and a necessary thing in my life, and for me, he is indispensable, he is my mentor and friend, and he is my spiritual companion.

Yes, if I were to travel alone and bring one thing as a "companion", I would not hesitate to carry the book - book.

Learning is endless, study well, write homework well, these are not enough, if you want to succeed, reading useful extracurricular books is essential, there is a lot of knowledge in the book waiting for us to crack, there are many esoteric knowledge waiting for us to explore, and the knowledge is all in our hearts.

Read more than 10,000 volumes, and write like a god. Even the ancients praised the wealth of knowledge of books, and of course we should read them.

And the most important point, reading books is good books, pornography, violence, blood, theft and other books are not suitable for us to read, reading this kind of book will even make us take a detour and embark on the road of crime, so we still have to be vigilant about this.

Books are my stage, and I want to let reading improve my level in all aspects, and stand on my stage to bloom ......

Everyone has their own stage, for example: the unexpectedly good test is their own stage, the championship in the sports field is their own stage, and the first place in playing the Rubik's Cube is their own stage ......And my stage is a stage of courage, a stage for me to break through myself. A stage where I can overcome difficulties.

Last summer, I was supposed to swim and I went to play in the regulations with my family, and I was ecstatic when I first got there. But the next second my heart was timid, standing on all sides of the mountains, the air was fresh, and the lake was lovely. But the water is higher than my height, and many images flash in my heart that make me afraid, what if I drink water, and if I suddenly can't do it well and sink down, I can't imagine the consequences.

Although there are a lot of people around, but, alas. Then I mustered up the courage and walked slowly to the deep water.

I patted my chest and said, "Come on, I can do it." "I buried my head in the water at once, and it was dark like a big cave, and I swam in the shallow water for a while, and suddenly, I accidentally took a sip of water at the bottom of the water, and my nose followed the water, and I immediately got up and rested for a while, and then the sun shone on me with its strong light, and the little fish swam beside me, as if:

Come on, there is a reward for paying. "I walked to the edge of the shallow water and jumped up, and I buried my head in the swim, and then my heart jumped up and down, but I was still swimming. At this time, I was swimming happily in the sea like a happy little fish.

Suddenly, my nose was in the water, and I was pumping myself up and swimming back into the shallow water, "Ah, I'm swimming back, and my heart is as beautiful as a flower."

The water is the stage where I overcome difficulties and are brave, although there is no applause and flowers on this stage, but the best stage in my heart.

Whether in school or in society, everyone has written essays, which are an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following is my carefully compiled this is also my stage composition, for reference only, you are welcome to read it.

Piercing through the thick cocoon in its heart, the dream fluttered its wings and swayed with dazzling light. Under this unreachable light, I didn't expect that this was also my stage.

I don't have a tall figure, I don't have an outstanding appearance, and when I'm nervous, my dark eyes always flash a little panic, and the slightest blush will turn on my cheeks. I was like a dim little wildflower in the corner, and I never dared to be on the stage where everyone was in the spotlight.

And this is also my stage!

The afternoon sun always seemed a little lazy, slowly peeping in through the glass window and lying on the speech in front of my desk, but I couldn't help but hesitate in my heart - did I really dare to stand on that stage? Am I really not going to "run away"? Does this stage really belong to me?

Will I be able to fulfill my dream of standing on the stage?

In the lecture hall, there was a crowd of people, and I seemed to be out of step with the hustle and bustle, sitting alone in the corner with my head bowed, my hand clutching the speech tightly, sweat already soaking my temples. I hesitated for a moment, intending to quietly leave the studio, after all, this is not my cavity stage. My stage may just be a bleak corner of that side.

It's really unfortunate that I met Mr. Ji who came to host the game, "What's wrong?" "I can't answer. But the teacher's magical eyes saw through my little tricks.

Shame what! Is only the corner your stage? Teacher Ji patted me on the shoulder, "This is also your stage, really!"

I was shocked to hear this, and I, who rarely receive praise, was deeply moved by Mr. Ji's firm and powerful words. I silently decided to be brave enough to achieve my dream.

In front of the podium, syllables popped out of my throat, a little hurried at first, but gradually became orderly, breaking through the thick cocoon of my mind, the flush receded, and the glow crawled all over my cheeks. Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling. Clean and powerful sound together with a volt.

This is also my stage. I was in the studio as if no one was around, and this confidence and calmness seemed to be innate, and it was incompatible with the usual shyness.

The crisp and neat ending, the warm applause, and the green and satisfied smile. Finally I broke through the thick cocoon of my soul, no longer afraid, no longer wandering; When the shyness fades away, I am determined. Grasping my dream and becoming a beam of light piercing the sky proves that this is also my stage.

The reason why the lilies on the edge of the cliff can surprise the world with her beauty and tenacity stems from the dream of blooming in the heart; The reason why Haiyan, who fights the wind and rain, can search the bushes and spread its wings in the wind and rain is because of the dream of the desire for success in the heart; The reason why I was shy and proved that this was also my stage was because of the dream ...... desire to show myself

Break through the thick cocoon of the soul, here, also my stage!

In daily study, work, and life, everyone must have come into contact with composition, and the composition must be focused on the theme, and the same theme should be elaborated in depth. So, how do you go about writing an essay? The following is my 800-word stage essay, welcome to read and collect.

In the long river of life, there are one stage after another. Some people choose to be an unknown audience member offstage, while others choose to stride onto the stage without hesitation.

When I was young, nothing else was good, but I was active. It's like I'm home outside, and every day, I always want to go out and play whenever I have time. In the community, either climbing trees, pulling weeds, or running all over the community, every time I came home panting in the evening, my mother would always blame me:

Always so playful, what will you be good at in the future?

But I didn't listen at all, and I still played around all day.

Later, the school was going to hold a campus sports day, and the head teacher followed us to observe a few physical education classes, and it seemed to be gradual. Remembering me, he called me to his office that day and said, "You should go to this relay race on behalf of our class."

It's okay, you just need to run 100 meters with the baton and give it to another classmate.

Even though I was still a little apprehensive, I ended up going.

On the day of the race, I was standing in my designated place, waiting for the race to start, when a gust of wind suddenly blew and blew cold on my body. Bang! A teacher held a starting pistol and announced the start of the game, the first student and the second student in our class had a little problem in the process of handing over the baton, so we temporarily fell behind the other classes, it was almost me, the students behind handed me the baton, I followed the teacher's words, after receiving the baton, I quickly ran forward.

In the process of running, I somehow always think of when I was a child, running around with my friends in the community all day long, and before I knew it, I caught up with my classmates in other classes, and even had a slight lead.

I reached the end of the line, I handed the baton to the last classmate, and he did not disappoint everyone and took advantage of the advantage to win the first place. After the game, the four of us returned to our class area, the head teacher praised us with a big smile on his face, and after the others left, the teacher grabbed me again and said to me: You have a lot of credit for this success, and the teacher knows that you can do it.

After saying that, the teacher left for another arena, leaving me alone and staying in place, the wind blowing was so cool.

At this moment, this is the best stage for me.