Seeing is the composition topic 1. The hands of time are ticking. I met you in the spring and autumn of more than ten years.
Do you remember your efforts when others are resting?
20xx is destined to be an extraordinary year, and a long winter vacation comes unexpectedly. At this time, many students who don't study seem to be a good thing, and you just seized this opportunity to study harder. In the face of repeated "top-up" holidays, you adjust your schedule to keep in line with the school, study at 7: 00 in the morning and end the day's study at 7: 00 in the evening. More than two months have passed. Although you are at home, you have learned a lot. Chinese makes you read widely, and math makes you smart.
Work hard, I see the seeds of knowledge sprouting in your heart.
Do you remember the meditation when you wandered in the sea of books?
When you were young, you grew up listening to fairy tales. In primary school, Four Great Classical Novels entered your world, entered junior high school, and you began to contact poetry again. "Forget the thin silk sleeves and lean on the sunset glow and bamboo", outstanding, emitting the fragrance of the empty valley and the orchid; "The bright moon rises from the mountain of heaven, in an infinite sea of clouds and haze", and the poet's coldness is full of heroism, which makes people tremble; "Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat crossing in the wild", which contains the fragrance of the earth and the natural breath; In "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty!" " There is also the arrogance of the poet. ...
Meditation, I see the bud of knowledge growing in your heart.
Remember again, no, your persistence when you encounter setbacks.
Last semester, repeated math exercises every week frustrated your already broken heart again. The bright red "1 18" is deeply engraved on your scar. You would never expect that the calculation with a difficulty coefficient of 0 stars can be deducted by more than ten points. What should you do? Are you going to give up? No, you can't. How many people around you love you? You can't live up to their expectations. Finally, you persisted. Only by taking firm steps and defying all difficulties, I believe you will see the glory of success.
Persist, I see the fruit tree of knowledge grow into a towering tree in your heart.
You are me.
No matter how unknown and difficult the road ahead is, we can turn back in time, but we must never stop moving forward. After all, life is a long and bumpy road, and young people can't see the end.
I see your efforts, your meditation, your persistence; I saw another self, myself running, and myself on the road.
With the theme of seeing, the world is rich and colorful. When we see flowers and trees in nature, we can feel their vitality; When we see historical events, we can find the value and significance of life; When I see my classmates, I can feel the vitality and joy of youth.
There are many activities with classmates. I can always see wonderful activities from a game and a spring outing, and see my inner truth, goodness and beauty. On the first day of Qingming holiday, the school organized a scientific exploration activity in Yuanmingyuan, mainly observing plants, so that I could enjoy the beautiful spring scenery! Laughing and dancing, we came to a peach tree, which smelled delicious. Looking around, the wicker is covered with green buds. Listen carefully, it's the birds singing. We have also melted into this vibrant spring, and there is a kind of breath flowing in our bodies, as if there is endless energy.
We have a clear division of labor and began to explore. Several students flew around, loaded with all kinds of leaves, and we measured the records. When they came to see us, they were all panting, but they were still smiling with all kinds of leaves. Thin and pointed pine needles, beautiful but nameless leaves and so on. Working in nature, studying nature, such a wonderful work, we will not feel bored and tired, but full of vitality.
At work, it is difficult to measure the thickness of leaves and I don't know how to use some tools. Students will help each other and solve problems together. Those figures who frown and study hard are deeply imprinted in my mind. We are making rapid progress towards the finish line. This is the strength of the team! Get encouragement from classmates when your leg hurts; When you finish the task, hug your partner warmly. I can't help feeling that this is the fruit of unity, and this is the happiness brought by unity.
In this scientific exploration, we cooperated with our companions and made joint efforts. See the colorful picture of nature, see the outstanding achievements of unity and cooperation, and feel the vitality and joy of youth!
At 6 o'clock in the evening, a long and beautiful music melody sounded in the teaching building. After school, I packed my schoolbag with a tired body and walked on the school playground with a seemingly heavy schoolbag on my back. Winter nights are lonely ... There are many students walking side by side with smiles on the playground, and the white light upstairs is very bright on the playground. But in front of me, I didn't infect my heart, I was still lonely, lonely. Every day is insipid like opening a bottle of water. What I see every day is nothing more than classmates and schools, walking and watching the same scenery. I know we are all growing up. In the third grade, we have to make efforts and hardships. There will always be some bruises under pressure, and there will always be "sighs". What we see is always depressing, low-key and tasteless-the tree is lifeless, the leaves are yellow, and the night is dark …
It is rare that the weather is good this weekend. It was sunny after the rain, but I still slept soundly under the covers. "Get up! It's a beautiful day today. Let's go out and exercise ... "My mother shouted. I was moved by her nagging language, cleaned up in a hurry and was dragged into the street.
The wind in the morning is a little naughty. After playing for a while, I still couldn't help saying "Alas ..." I sighed. Finally, with the warmth of the sun and the freshness of the air, I feel a little refreshed. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, looked up, took a hard breath of air, and then my eyes slowly opened.
What I saw in front of me was another scene. Look up at the sky, look, the sky is warm. In the hot color of the sun, light blue and golden yellow blend together, and the leaves next to them are particularly beautiful. Although there are not many white clouds, it is warm enough, and the sunshine in winter is also warm ... well ... the sun under the tree shines on me, and I reach out and want to touch the sun.
Since that accidental sight, I think I have gained not only the scenery, but also the peace and relief it brings. ...
The scenery you really see with your eyes is either beautiful or you don't like it so much, but I think when you have a calm and relieved mind, you will have a good mind and feeling when you look again and see anything. What we see may not change, but what we see with our hearts will. ...
At 6 o'clock, it's still dark. The moon threw silver light on the ground, and the whole city was still immersed in sleep.
I turned on the bedside lamp and put on my clothes neatly. When I opened the door, the light in the kitchen was already on and my mother was cooking breakfast for me. After washing, breakfast is ready. I brought lunch. "Remember to go home before 8 o'clock," my mother told me. "We are waiting for dinner!"
Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, and the continuous make-up lessons every weekend finally stopped. I made an appointment with some friends to go to Shanghai Disneyland. We met at the subway station of the Oriental Sports Center and went to Disney together.
At the end of the day, we all had a good time. When meeting at the Disney gate, we suddenly found that one person was missing. We looked for him for two hours. Finally, with the help of the radio, we found him at the east gate.
As my family lives in the east, I got off the bus early. At the subway station, it's already 1 1. There is no one on the platform except a few staff on guard. When I walked out of the exit, two familiar figures appeared in front of me. "Mom and Dad!" I called. "Why did you come home so late? Did your friend find it? " Mom asked. "I found it." I answered.
Pushing open the door, a table of food didn't move at all. Mom and dad quickly heat up the food. "We haven't eaten yet, waiting for you to eat together." Dad said.
Stir-fried shredded potatoes, preserved eggs and tofu. They are all my favorite foods ... Yangzhou lion head!
To make a lion's head, it takes at least half an hour to chop the meat very finely. Dad got scapulohumeral periarthritis last year and couldn't even lift the knife. Mom must have chopped up the meat. Her arm was sprained during exercise, and it was difficult to lift things ... My mother seemed to see my thoughts and said, "Nothing, my mother's arm is fine."
After supper, I went to bed. Before going to bed, my father came to my room, patted me on the head and said, "Your mother chopped up the meat. I told her not to be a lion's head today. She said you liked it, but you had to do it. Say that finish, the arm is swollen again. Take good care of your mother. "
I saw the greatness of maternal love. It doesn't have to be spectacular. Subtle maternal love is greater!
There is such a cultural relic in the sculpture collection of the Palace Museum-the North Qi Baishi Giant Buddha. This is a statue more than two meters high. People can only look up to him and see a kind Buddha. When it was collected by the Palace Museum, the staff checked it and found that his mouth was upturned and he looked very unhappy.
It turned out that craftsmen at that time considered that people would look from the bottom up. From bottom to top, the more your mouth becomes warped, the more intimate it becomes. This story not only embodies the wisdom of ancient craftsmen in China, but also tells us an indisputable fact: we see with our eyes that there are too many false appearances in this world.
Although we have seen too many illusions, we have also seen many positive phenomena, which have moved us and shocked us again and again.
A classmate named C in the class is always in the bottom three. He is playful, sometimes presumptuous in class and loves to fight. Many people label him as a "bad student", but he also has a negative side. Every time he cleans, he is there, doing very hard and tired work; If you need to go to the school logistics office to get something or buy water or sell bottles, he will come forward; Sometimes in some school activities, the monitor can't control, make trouble or even stop others' incorrect behavior. He is more obedient than some monitor. At this time, he is more like a man than a bad student.
Looking at him, I often feel that I have seen many visions. These two different him, which is true and which is false?
The girl who starts with W is the big boss of our school and always ranks first in the honor list. My classmates and I have been trying to surpass it, but we have never succeeded. Comfort yourself, all this is an illusion, she didn't see it so god. Once I had something to discuss with my old class, and I didn't finish school until after seven o'clock. When I left, the campus was dark and nobody was there. Just arrived at the school gate, I found a familiar figure, it was her, and I suddenly felt the "terror" of this person. School has been over an hour, and she has just finished her studies. Inexplicable respect poured in, and everything was not an illusion, because I saw her efforts and efforts.
Just like that Buddha, although it is an illusion, its tolerant and compassionate appearance is deeply imprinted in my heart. We may see a lot of hypocrisy, but the kindness and endeavor in people's hearts will never die.
Composition 6 About the topic of seeing, my eyes were completely dark. It seems that there is nothing; Open your heart and see through the endless darkness, it seems that there is a little spark shining ... There may be many seemingly ordinary things in life, however, this is just a representation. Through this mediocre representation, what you see may be unexpected.
When I was a child, every time I went to my grandfather's house, I always saw an old couple sitting in the yard. After much contact, I realized that the old man was my grandfather's brother. Just call him my grandfather. The old woman is naturally my grandmother.
Grandfather and grandmother seem to sit on rattan chairs every day ... On sunny days, the sun shines on the ground through the shade of the yard and on the gray beards of the two old people. They always have the same smile on their faces. Grandfather said that a smile is a good medicine.
In my opinion, good medicine may not be just a simple smile, but the deep feeling behind that smile.
Day after day, year after year, whether it is sunny or rainy, the two old people always sit in the yard, seemingly ordinary, but between the two rattan chairs, I noticed that grandpa and grandma's hands have been tightly held together.
Look, those are two old hands and two weak hands. Under the breeze, those two almost skeletal hands seem to be shaking, but they always hold hands tightly and look so powerful.
See, those clenched hands are affectionate, endless love that words can't express, and I see that those thin hands are the reliance of two old people for decades and the most beautiful romance in the world!
Another spring, the new leaves on the tree began to sprout, but the old people in the hospital were left alone to watch. ...
Not long ago, my great-grandmother was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer. Hearing the news, my great-grandmother didn't say a word, but just dragged my great-grandfather home. Before bed, my great-grandmother still held my great-grandfather tightly with both hands. In her dead gray eyes, there seems to be a trace of fear of death, more likely because she is deeply disappointed with her great-grandfather. ...
Look, one hand is hanging down, two hands are still tightly held, the sun shines into the room through the window, and the two old people are separated forever.
See, even in two worlds, two hearts have always been interdependent and tightly together, and that feeling transcends life and death. ...