In study, work and life, everyone will often come into contact with composition, through which our scattered thoughts can be gathered together. So, how to write a composition? The following is a 600-word sad composition compiled by Bian Xiao. You are welcome to study for reference. I hope it helps you.

Sad composition 600 words 1

Late at night, the stars and the moon fade away, leaving a lonely background and hanging quietly. That boundless loneliness extends into the distance. The world at night is actually nothing, empty, far away from the noise of the day. And that kind of empty prosperity is just swallowed up by the dead silence of the night, leaving only the black of the night and dominating the sky. Leave it sad, silent, colorless and sleepless night.

Aunt, do you know? When I leave the water, when the moon and stars are scarce, I will think of you, your long wicker hair, your star-like eyes and your gentle face. Today is Qingming, I went to see you. The rustling wind disturbed my heart, and I was silent at the grave. To tell the truth, in recent years, I miss you desperately, and I am afraid that I will forget your appearance one day, but what always comes to my mind is a vague figure, flickering, trying to reach out and grab it, leaving only a lingering fragrance. I know, that must be your aunt. You can't put it down, let alone put it down. Everything in the world is holding you back, but you walk so hastily and calmly. You've changed. You've become cruel and cold-blooded. You're not you anymore. Is there really nothing to worry about from now on?

"Bitterness" is not an excuse, and "love" is not the reason for your explanation. What you can get if you leave is nothing more than the sorrow of your loved ones' lives. Have you ever thought that everything happens for a reason? Maybe it's all destiny takes a hand. In a silent world, only by listening attentively can we think and realize something. I finally understand your existence and the definition of the world.

Aunt, the other world is cold. Remember to sleep with a quilt at night and sing loudly in another world.

When the sun miserly puts away its light and the stars sleep behind the dark clouds, there is no flash. Are you really afraid of snow and ice? Why can the curtains at night be so thick that you can't hear the wind singing? The four corners of the night sky are dotted, what a vast land! I only see your Yin Hui ribbon.

Why should I miss everything about you? If the result is sad, what's the point of the whole process?

Keep the crying tears in your heart forever.

At night, a tangled wind made me sleepy.

Sad composition 600 words 2

The three-day exam has finally come to an end. I feel very relaxed when I think of the books I read these days, and I can finally forget the knowledge in my head. But I'm also more concerned about the final grade. After the exam, I checked the answers with my classmates. There are several problems that are different from them, which make me happy and sad.

In the afternoon after the exam, we can finally restore the classroom to its former appearance and no longer have to sit alone. The corridor is full of all kinds of books. After dinner, almost all the students moved them back to their seats before the evening study.

When students study at night, their studies are not as good as before. Instead, I talked endlessly about the answers on the test paper and compared my answers with others. I'm also listening to their discussion. If their answers are consistent, I will be relieved; If not, I will comfort myself that "Founder passed the exam and can't change the result. Look at the final fate! " It doesn't matter. I didn't do well in this exam, but I'm sure I can do well next time. "

Our discussion attracted the class teacher who corrected the test papers in the office. As soon as he came in, we quickly became quiet, as if we had not spoken just now. The head teacher walked into the classroom with a serious face, stood on the podium with a sad face and said, "Look at the test paper you took this time. I have talked about some topics several times. Why do some people make mistakes, or some careless students misunderstand what the question is asking? " After listening to the teacher's speech, we wondered, "it won't be me, will it?" I forgot what I wrote. "

The teacher in charge taught us that if you write all the questions he repeatedly emphasized in the exam wrong, wait until you try to curl your hair before copying it. How many times? It is accumulated over and over again.

Fortunately, when all the final grades came out, I was not on the plagiarism list, and I was very happy. I'm not particularly satisfied with the result this time. I made mistakes in some places, which was too careless. I will carefully examine the questions next time.

Sad composition 600 words 3

The corridor and the poplar trees are separated by thousands of golden lights. At 12: 30, they enter the sweet shelter and are buried in the familiar arms. The pressure of Duan Kao slowly extended and then released, and the repeated chirp trembled again and again in the vast sleep. In fact, there were several kinds of unscrupulous laughter.

No matter how calm the breeze is, it can't pull back the fidgety nerves, and no matter how deep it is in the sleeping nest surrounded by hands, it can't let out drowsiness. Cicada calls faster and faster, so it is difficult for birds to flow into their ears, or their ears are gradually filled with unwanted noise, and those laughter that comes out of their mouths without feeling and fun are disturbed, and every kind of laughter becomes unnecessary? N needles, no matter how cheerful they are, can make them sharper and smoother, and firmly encroach on every angry capillary. But Ma Su needs to endure hard, so his chest is like a swarm of bees, breathing heavily, being sour and bitter, and melting everything. Although I tried to close my eyes and let it swim into the quiet darkness, my anxiety oppressed my heart, and finally the strange wall was cracked, the evil insects were full of cracks, and the dust like gunpowder was peeled off.

"What are you arguing about? g！” The messy things piled on the chest sprayed out, cooling the classroom, and the noise of grinding was rightfully stuffed into the arm, but it could not be associated with relaxation and comfort. It was blocked by the chest that was constantly excited by aftershocks, and only the trembling breath was heard, and the fierce expression could not be appeased. The sequela is beyond my expectation, but I know that there is blood at work-justice.

That kind of boiling, like a roaring beast, as strange as a whirlpool, deeply touched my heart. After all, the beast will be so tired that he will gradually stop playing crazy pranks and become more lonely around him. I asked the restless heart, "Why are you angry?" Once a flat quilt in the warm sunshine, it was wrinkled again by all the words, expressions and unfair behaviors that affected me, squeezed by layers of creases, and finally laid out to be white, getting rid of the unpleasant accumulation. I think I can't lack the unfolding of the quilt. I can express the morality stuck in my throat for a long time, but occasionally the fragments overflowing with excitement erupt violently, and they can hear what I want to express. Does it make sense? Or do you think it's unreasonable harm?

There may be nothing to be angry about, but these angry emotions always have a place to go. When they are finally vented, those angry thoughts will be much clearer. In retrospect, I was angry with everything and a little naive. I don't know how much harm I have caused others.

Sad composition 600 words 4

There is no bright smile, only one sadness after another.

There is no happy encounter, only three transgressions and five frustrations.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

I am very upset, I am very embarrassed, that's it, I am accompanied by' sadness'! Did you help me baptize my life in the long river, or did you sublimate my heart, Lang Sheng? What is "one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea"? "I only know that" there is wine today, and I am drunk today. Worry about tomorrow, worry about tomorrow.

Once upon a time, the goddess of fortune visited me. Once upon a time, I felt happy. Once upon a time, didn't I resist loneliness? In this sad cage, I long for freedom. I hope I don't have to breathe in a hurry, and I hope that my body trembling is not caused by sad melody. I also hope that one day I can stand in Happy Valley and fantasize about the future and conceive my life. Some people say. You just don't have the courage. So I decided to break through the dark clouds overhead, only to find out how high I am from the ground! I am afraid of this height and give up my decision again and again! In my grief, I struggled hard and failed again and again, and I couldn't extricate myself from the abyss layer by layer. I have to obey the darkness and become a slave to sadness. But I still silently think that one day it will.

Those feelings of "but since the water is still flowing, although we use the sword to cut, the sorrow and joy are still there, although we use the wine to drown" or the sadness of "searching, being lonely and miserable" are believed to be a fearless memory for me. However, the spirit of hardship is not a commendable noble mentality. Qu Yuan cares about the country and the people. After Tao Yuanming was demoted; After Luo Yin's political frustration, all these can be praised by the world through the ages.

Now facing a series of attacks, I choose to resist.

My sadness is different.

Sadness and depression have become yesterday's history. From then on, I will be optimistic, live a poetic life and step by step towards the long-awaited future.

Sad composition 600 words 5

Happiness can be said to be a good mood that all creatures in nature have. Not only emotional animals, many scientific experiments show that if you use violence against a plant or water it for a long time, it will shake its branches and scream, indicating that it is full. From this perspective, in a sense, the species in nature are emotionally connected.

I have a wonderful feeling of praising happiness. When you have happiness, the sky will be bluer and the trees will be greener. The gloom of the past disappeared and was replaced by a relaxed and happy mood. You can't help humming a tune, praising and appreciating everything around you. When you are happy, whether it's sunny or cloudy, whether it's windy or rainy, you can keep a happy and satisfied attitude and treat everything that happens around you calmly.

I don't envy other people's status and fame, I just want to be happy. If a person has a healthy body and a happy mood, it is the most precious wealth in the world. Although happiness is precious, it is not difficult to obtain. As long as you are good at discovering the beauty in life and adjusting yourself, your mind will become more open and you will be happy unconsciously.

There is an old woman who has two daughters. One daughter sells umbrellas and the other sells paintings. The daughters are very filial to her, so it stands to reason that the old woman should be very happy. But the old woman is always frowning and sighing. Neighbors were surprised when they saw it, so they asked her why she was upset. The old woman said: on a sunny day, the umbrella of the eldest daughter can't be sold. When it rains, the second daughter's paintings won't sell. How can I not worry? The neighbor advised: "Then think about it, your second daughter's customers are full in sunny days, and your eldest daughter's umbrella becomes a hot commodity in rainy days." Hearing this, the old woman suddenly realized that she was happy from now on.

It can be seen that when dealing with some problems, we need to change our perspective, and everything will be different. If we blindly indulge in the dead, then happiness will leave us.

Sad composition 600 words 6

At the beginning of the year, my father said happily, "Son, I contracted 5 mu of banana fields this year. If the weather is fine, your father is good at growing bananas, we will have a bumper harvest at the end of the year, and we will send you to the best school. "

Things have not been solved. The sun was blazing in May, and I worked for more than a month. The vigorous banana withered and drooped listlessly, crying silently. Dad was so anxious that he watered it in the dark early in the morning. The pump was carried out, and he and his mother carried it to the Jiulong River step by step. Two or three hundred pounds of water pump bent their backs, the beach under their feet was like fire, and the sweat as big as beans flowed on their dark bodies. This scene reminds me of the tracker on the Volga River. The cold flow is continuously transported to the ground through a water pipe more than 400 meters long. One banana after another greedily sucked his father's frowning brow and finally stretched it out.

The sky is not beautiful. 10, typhoon "Catfish" came, and our school had a holiday. Regardless of the danger, mom and dad desperately walked with bamboo to the banana garden to save bananas. The storm raged and devastated them, and they were like a drowned rat. They can't tell whether it is rain, sweat or tears. More than 400 bananas fell, and the banana garden was a mess. Bananas are like soldiers who have just lost the battle, lacking arms and legs. Dad managed to squeeze out a smile to comfort his mother: "This kind of field is dealing with God. Never mind, we still have more than 1000 bananas. "

Seeing that by the end of the year, the bananas are already half-ripe. Two nights before the winter solstice, the lowest temperature in Nanjing was MINUS 5 degrees, and bananas were frosted. The green leaves turned black overnight and fell feebly. The whole banana can be burned with matches. I was dumbfounded, and the joy of eating glutinous rice balls on the solstice of winter disappeared. Judging from fertilizer, pesticide and rent, the cost of a banana is 25 yuan. Dad is old at once, and the hair on his temples is all white. The north wind roared and the banana forest rustled. It's the troubled banana whimpering. Here comes another cold air. Is it necessary to let the hard-working farmers get nothing? I'm worried about the pathetic elements of our fellow villagers who depend on the weather for food.

A broken moon spilled your heart;

A funeral poem, telling your heart;

A drop of red makeup tears, you are full of resentment.

The red chamber is vaguely far away, the fragrant soul swings alone, and the ink color has faded. Dreams are exhausted, songs are exhausted, and the building is empty. In a blink of an eye, the vicissitudes of life have changed dramatically, and how many family ties have finally vanished, and a dream of beauty has brought back how many past lives lamented!

Drunk to see the red chamber, the night is as cool as water, the moonlight will be exhausted, and the red will array. In front of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, under the lonely lamp, your gaunt face is looming, and there are still two sad sorrows in your brow. Once the oath became Leng Yue's smoke.

Knock on the red lacquer heavy door after a hundred years of vicissitudes, set foot on the poetic path, sing piccolo lightly and dream back to the red chamber. I beg you to give me your sorrow. Give me your sadness. When the candlelight shakes down the fragrance and the red disappears, I will no longer smell the sound of the red flute and the sad song of burying flowers. Give me your sadness, and there will be no more sadness that "the person who buries flowers today laughs, and he will know who it is when he buries flowers next year"; Give me your sadness, burying flowers with tears will not be your sad choice.

Leng Yue, the flower soul, feels helpless, and there is nowhere to say about her three thousand feelings. Tears disappear, she is poor and infatuated. How many people in the world can understand why you bury your soul and cry? How many people know that you are a weak daughter but have men's ambitions? You take the fallen petal as your confidant, sorrow as your companion, and you wet the red chamber song in the lovesick words with tears.

Looking back 500 times in previous lives brings us this life. Although there is no such fate, please give me your sadness. Give me your sadness, and there will be no more beautiful haggard in the diamond mirror; Give me your sorrow, and there will be no more tragedy of burning poetry and breaking the piano; Give me your sadness, and the lingering sadness will not be your tears.

The mountains will separate us tomorrow. Who can say for sure after tomorrow? . Looking back, whose heart was disturbed by the prosperity of carved fences and jade? A dream of a red chamber contains many joys and sorrows, and several degrees of autumn coolness. Dreams are floating in Wan Li. When the cold wind blows the curtains, I want to find your position. I hope you can give me your sadness.

Nowadays, the bamboo forest is bleak, the leaves are rustling, the Xiangjiang River is getting old, and the lotus is bleak and blurred. I hope I can take care of you from generation to generation and give me your sorrow.

Sad composition 600 words 8

Everyone can see that I am a happy girl, but on the last page of that happy notebook, I wrote a little secret:

It's half past six again, and the tragic cry will linger in my ears again. Everywhere I went, I smelled a cry: "Ouch, it hurts, wow." Teacher Zhang, who teaches aerobics, will always "torture" us mercilessly by various means. "Can't you not go once?" I reluctantly moved over. No, if you don't go this time, you will alienate them. "Mom and Dad refused without hesitation." Do the same thing every day, right? "My nose is sour and tears are rolling in my eyes." You always do this, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, and you make no progress. You just won't go. "Look, repetitive again. Not what I want to practice. Besides, this is the first time I don't practice. Not you. Maybe you look forward to Friday every day, because you can be carefree on Friday night. And I, as soon as I knew it was Friday, I was scared. That night, I have completely lost my control ability and relaxed mood, and my mind has been thinking about how the teacher will "deal with" us today. Every week, every Friday and Saturday, in these two days that all children will like, I didn't follow my parents around like other children, but stayed in my room and worked hard to do my homework to make time for play. At this time, how I hope these two "malicious" rest days will disappear forever! But it's impossible. In the eyes of mom and dad, weekends are always weekends, and learning is always learning. Nothing is more important than studying.

Now I am surrounded by sadness all day. Who knows that this little girl with a smile on her face still hides such a secret in her heart? Who will comfort me? Many times, it rained these two days, and this week is no exception. I always look out of the window and watch the "Hua La" rain. It seems that God is helping me to avenge my childhood, and that wonderful memory will become an unforgettable history.

Sad composition 600 words 9

Time flies. Today, we are pushed forward by the torrent of life. Those sad little seeds left the soil of childhood, rushed into the years and disappeared.

A few years ago, I often took the last school bus home. The whistling wind by the roadside, the dim lights by the roadside and the newsstand with fashion magazines on the street all constitute the life of the first two years. I am sleepy most of the time. When I am not sleepy, I often get lost in thinking. The question I think most is: Who am I? Where is the land I come from? Why am I here?

On unhappy days, I always dream that I live in an empty house. The house floats on the sea, sometimes the sea is calm, the sun shines on the sea, it is as calm as a lake, the breeze blows, and only ripples appear; Sometimes it's raining cats and dogs, and I dream that I'm sleeping in bed, wobbling, and the lightning and thunder outside the window are dark. Then I will be awakened by such a dream.

It's hard to fall asleep after waking up. I rushed into the kitchen barefoot and took out the coke in the refrigerator to drink. I have forgotten when my life became like this: I haven't been sad for a long time, and the occasional small emotions have been basically eliminated in the bud by self-regulation, replaced by well-organized life plans and dense study plans. I have formed the habit of keeping fit. Running and sweating every day will make me relax and calm down. Then I will go home to wash, go to bed early and get up early, wake up the next day, start a positive day and treat the next day in an orderly way.

I sometimes encounter some unhappy things myself, but I will soon find a way to balance my life. However, I have never been so depressed as I was a few years ago.

This is maturity, right? But is this good? I'm not sure. You see, time is water, which nourishes me now and leads a relaxed, positive and balanced life. Time is also a knife. It cut off some of my nerves and talents and took away my sadness and sensitivity.

Hello, sad. Long time no see, some miss you.

Sad composition 600 words 10

In life, we often have a lot of happiness or sadness. So, when you are happy, do you enjoy happiness alone or share it with everyone? Is it the same when you are sad?

When I have happiness, I will not hesitate to share it with you, because it will double my happiness.

Once, I won a prize in a live painting competition. And won a very practical award. The next day, after I came to school, I told my good friends the good news and showed them my prize. Everyone kept praising this award and congratulating me. I listened to it, and my heart was sweeter than eating honey. I feel that my happiness has increased n times at this moment.

Of course, when I am sad, I will also tell my good friends about my worries.

Once, my unit failed in the exam. I really don't know what to do in the face of which bright red score.

On my way home, I told my good friend what I thought. He turned to me with a smile and said, "Never mind, just because you failed this time doesn't mean you will fail in the future. I didn't do well this time, so I will make up my mind to do well in the next unit exam. " I nodded, and we walked and talked until we reached the door.

Through talking with friends, I feel that my sadness has suddenly disappeared, and what is displayed in front of me is the bright road pointed out by my friends. I just need to go straight ahead.

Share your happiness with others, and your happiness will multiply. When you tell your friends about your sadness, your sadness will be halved or disappeared. Isn't this the charm of sharing?

Sharing will let others know your happiness, so as to congratulate you and make you happier, and others will be happy because they know your happiness. You tell others your sorrow, and they will comfort you, encourage you and let you go up a storey still higher.

Sharing is like a magic spell. As long as you learn to use it, you will gain something.