Composition. Here are the semi nominal essays

There's warmth here.

Warmth is a guiding light in the dark night, allowing the disoriented to walk towards the light; Warmth is a fire in the snow, making people feel the heat in their faces; Warmth is a rare drop of water in the desert that sweetens the mouth of a dry mouth.

When winter comes, snowflakes are flying in the sky, spreading a thick quilt on the earth. I walked down the street, feeling very cold, and from time to time I covered my mouth with my hand to warm up.

By accident, I noticed a few leaflets and other pieces of paper pasted on a smooth wall opposite, and an old cleaner who looked to be forty or fifty years old had brushed the paper with a water-soaked brush, and then carefully tore it with his hands.

Although she was on the other side, she could clearly see that her hands were red from the cold, and the red was like fire.

After carefully clearing several pieces of advertising paper, she continued to walk to another. However, I saw that her right hand was raised, but it stopped in the air, as if frozen. Seeing her move closer to the wall, she shook her head slightly and left.

What's going on? Why didn't she know her? Is she lazy? A series of questions ran through my mind.

I was about to take a look, but I saw a skinny female cleaner approaching the paper. I thought she would clear the paper, but she did exactly the same thing as the old cleaner: she raised her right hand, froze in the air, shook her head slightly, and turned away.

When I saw it, I was even more confused, so I made up my mind to take a look.

Cross the street and come to the wall. What catches your eye is a 'missing person notice'. It reads: Zhao Jie, 16 years old, male ......

The suspicion was relieved, and I understood everything in an instant. At this time, a warm current came to my heart, and the snowflakes were still flying like goose feathers, and I no longer felt cold, but felt exceptionally warm.

Winters are cold. But he also makes people feel warm, just like the two cleaners, the deep warmth in this world comes from the burning heart. It is this 'sacred' fire that ignites the petal of incense in my heart.

I think it's warm enough to haunt me for the rest of my life.

It belongs to me there:

Xiao Fuxing said: "Young people should go far away. "Far away"? The distance is **, still confused, one day, understand that it is the other side of the dream, is the clarion call urging you to keep moving forward, I know that I belong there, an unknown but full of hope.

The brook flows into the sea because it belongs there, and the geese have to fly back to the south because it belongs there.

I often ask myself, "Where do I belong?" "I was once confused about this, and I seemed to have the feeling of going up to a tall building alone to see the end of the world.

From now on, I know what the pursuit is, a fiery heart allows you to ignite your youth in reality, I sail alone in a flat boat. However, there are always storms. What's even more painful is that someone will say to you, "That's impossible." "Doesn't it belong to me?

I fell back into confusion, and my ideals were overshadowed by reality, and I was drenched in blood. Abandon? I clearly see that behind Obama's success is a bitter childhood, who would have imagined that a black teenager would become the United States, no, not only did they not approve, but cast a disdainful gaze.

But how many people today would care that the United States is black?

No one is born in a place, maybe someone is born poor, but that does not mean that poverty is his destination, some people are born noble, but that does not mean that wealth is his destination, the door to success is open to everyone, as long as you dare to pursue.

Oh, yes; "I belong there, and now that I have a direction, I will stick to it regardless of everything. Even if there is wind and rain ahead, we must rush forward confidently, even if the whole world has doubted you, you must believe that the dream on the other side is real.

Eighteen years old, what a wonderful age. Many people have started the journey of their lives, sweating for the place that belongs to them, I saw the eighteen-year-old Lin Yutang bid farewell to his hometown, resolutely stepped on the boat, crossed the other side of the ocean, and studied alone in a foreign country, I saw Buffett, buying chewing gum, popcorn, delivering newspapers, suffering from life, but for the place that belonged to him, he endured silently.

I belong there, spring blooms there, I will arrive in spring, and even the summer storms will not stop me.

o( o hope to help you,o( o please give praise or adoption in time,Thank you very much!) (

Our name is persistence.

In life, competition is always there, we don't know what traps lie ahead, and we don't know what tricks are waiting for us. In the face of these unknown fears, the enemy is strong, and we can only persevere, use our own will and wisdom to fight a bloody road, and enjoy the fun after perseverance.

In the last years of the Qin Dynasty, the Zhulu Righteous Army gathered to crusade against the Qin army, but they were afraid of the strength of the Qin army and did not attack. Only Xiang Yu stepped forward and led his troops eastward. And after crossing the river, they broke their axes, sank their boats, and burned down the straw huts where they were staying, and the soldiers brought three days' rations to show their determination not to survive.

In this way, the back road of the Chu army is cut off, and if you retreat, you will definitely have a dead end, and if you rush forward, you may kill a bloody road. Inspired by the determination to fight to the death, the morale of the Chu army was greatly boosted, and everyone fought bravely, and the result was "the defeat of Zhang Han, the capture of Wang Li, and the great destruction of the Qin army." "Because of his persistence, the overlord of Western Chu created a myth of winning more with less in the battle of the giant deer.

In life, how many people are working hard and tenaciously for success, for faith, and for future victory: Beethoven, although deaf, has choked the throat of fate; Zhang Haidi, her tenacity and persistence discouraged death. Aren't all of them fighting against fate and persevering with life?

The college entrance examination may be far away from us, but six years, after all, is a matter of an instant. Look at those high school graduates, one by one, they are anxious, burying themselves in the sea of questions all day long, but when they are tired, as long as they see those four words on the blackboard, they will be refreshed again. Yes, it says:

University, fight! They are constantly working hard, struggling, and persevering for their studies!

Grandma Bingxin wrote in "Stars": "The flower of success, people only envy her current brightness, but at the beginning, her buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice." That's right, behind every successful person is his own unknown efforts, and it is his efforts that have brought him today's success.

Without persistence, how can there be success?

Yes, our name is persistence, only persistence can make progress, only enterprising, can achieve success! We must have a tenacious will, a firm belief, break through the encirclement, with persistence, the road to success will stand in front of us!

In a trance, I saw a butterfly whose wings had broken through the chrysalis, it was still struggling, and I believed that tomorrow it would be a beautiful butterfly after a bloody struggle!

Our name is Hope.

When we entered primary school, the teacher planted hope for us, hoping that we would study hard, that we would be obedient, that we would be good students, that we would be good in junior high school in the future, and that we would have a good future. In this way, we entered junior high school again with hope.

When we arrived in junior high school, our teachers set new hopes for us, hoping that we would be admitted to a good high school and enter a better university.

Time flies, the days go by, and the hopes we carry on us have become more and heavier with the passage of time. But hope has never left us.

Looking at the big trees on the side of the road, it is the hope of the earth that makes them thrive, and it is the rain, dew and sunshine that give them moisture to stand between heaven and earth. And what about us? It is the blood and sweat of our parents and the hard work of our teachers that make us grow.

Our name is Hope. Hope is a never-ending pursuit, containing infinite beauty and light, like a rainbow in the clear sky after rain. We are not like this, we go on the road with hope, stimulating the potential and creativity of life. Decorate the world with happy singing.

"Hope" is the wish of all people to us, only people with hope will bravely accept and challenge the hardships and ups and downs in life, will face all kinds of doom and misfortune, it is because of the flame of hope in the heart, so that we can face life bravely.

A philosopher said, "A life of hope is powerful." ”

And we are that hope, and we call it hope because we are full of energy. On the road of life, we must be brave and strong, and never give up the pace of pursuit. In the face of failure, we must also regain our spirits, adjust the coordinates of our lives, and hit the road again.

Because: our name is "Hope".

Our name is "Love.""

Love is the purest and most beautiful thing in the world, and our lives are made up of bits and pieces of love. As the saying goes, "Love is in the world".

Isn't it? The care and care of parents for their children is love; The teacher's responsibility to the student is love; Friendship between friends is also ...... loveIt can be seen how rich each of us is! We live in the paradise of love, bathed in the sunshine of love, and love transforms into various forms to move us, inspire us, and care for our ......Some love is touching.

I remember reading a story about a young mother who was crossing the street when she found her three-year-old son climbing on the windowsill and waving to her. The son, her son, was on the verge of danger at this time.

Many people closed their eyes in agony when they saw it. However, at the moment when her son fell, she rushed over like a black whirlwind, and rushed at a speed that was impossible for humans to complete, catching her son's ...... fallingThe love at this time is called maternal love. Love is magical, it is singable and crying, and love originates from the mother.

With love, miracles can be created and everything can be saved. Some love is great and vast. Isn't it?

The teacher's love for the students is undoubtedly a sincere love. They often rack their brains to love their students, help and care for the bits and pieces of their lives. I remember hearing of a teacher whose students' grades slipped because they were hooked on online chats, in order to educate them while taking care of their students' self-esteem.

The teacher did not hesitate to turn into a networm, chatting with the student under a pseudonym, and inspiring him in the way of friends. This is two years. Finally, when the students achieved excellent grades and graduated, they insisted on meeting the so-called "netizens".

The teacher had no choice but to tell him the truth. In an instant, we understand that love is forgiving, supportive, and eternal. It is it that holds up one kite after another, and the power of love is endless.

Love is moving, inclusive, selfless, and all the good things in the world. "Yes, we can't say no to love, not just because it's beautiful and timeless. More because, we have a common name - love.

Composition、Our name is elementary school students。

On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of children.

They don't produce meat from white bears.

They Galen hid last.

They have 0 kills, 9 deaths, and 1 assist, and they feel very good.

They also blame me for helping to steal people's heads.

Oh, sweet little friend

Oh, sweet little friend

Every time it's a weekend, it takes a long time to win a set.

Every day before going to bed is filled with sorrow.

On the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea, there is a group of children.

They walked clearly and quickly.

They love ice shooters.

They went up and down the road, and they were sent to ninety-nine together in the middle of the road.

They also sprayed me with not enough auxiliary output.

Hi, cute little ones

Hi, cute little ones

Every time they reach 20, they vote or send it away.

My qualifiers have fallen into dogs every time.

Here I care about grandma.

Tonight, my grandmother came to my house for dinner, and after dinner, after a while, my grandmother said that she was going home, and it was already dark.

From here to grandma's house, you have to take 765, and you have to walk a long way, plus grandma's legs and feet are inconvenient. My mother was a little worried and asked my grandmother to spend the night here, or to accompany my grandmother home, but my grandmother did not agree and insisted on going home by car. I was brought up by my grandmother, and I have a deep relationship with my grandmother, so I am also very anxious when I see that my grandmother must take the car home alone, what should I do?

At this time, I finally came up with a way to get the best of both worlds: I called a ** and asked my sister to pick up my grandmother. So, I quietly came to the room alone, dialed the ** at my grandmother's house, and the ** was my sister, and I said to my sister:

Sister, grandma is at my house, let you ride some battery car to pick her up. The sister said, "Okay, I'll be right here."

After more than ten minutes, my sister walked in panting, and my mother and grandmother were a little surprised when they saw my sister, and my grandmother said, "Hey, why are you here?" My sister said

Didn't you ask me to pick you up? Grandma was even more strange and said, "When am I going to let you pick it up?"

At this point, I couldn't help but laugh. That's when my mother and grandma realized that I was full of the ** they beat my sister. They didn't blame me, they smiled at me.

Mom said: "Our Shen Xiao has grown up and knows how to care about people. Grandma smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into a slit and said:

It seems that grandma didn't hurt you in vain! As for me, my heart feels sweet.