In daily study, work and life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. I believe many people will find it difficult to write a composition. The following is a collection of 600 words (generally 65) about tears. Welcome to draw lessons from and refer to. I hope it helps you.
Tears composition 600 words 1
Tears are an innate physiological phenomenon. Babies cry when they are hungry, and children cry when they lose their beloved toys. When we grow up, we will cry for injustice, pain, fear, excitement, emotion and happiness, but more for sadness. Everyone has had a sad experience, and I am no exception.
I remember one day last summer vacation, my second aunt wanted to go out for a while, so she called her mother and asked her to look after her three-year-old sister. Her mother agreed. My mother gave me my sister when she went to cook at noon. Oh, my God, I'm really helpless and worried. Unfortunately, my mother gave it to me, and I can't refuse it. I'm afraid I may be criticized again as before.
I watched my sister carefully in case anything went wrong. I thought: As long as I am careful, nothing will happen, so I am careful. God helps me too. Mom is about to cook, and my task is almost finished. Victory is in sight! Just then, my sister said, "Sister, I want to eat watermelon." Being carried away by the upcoming victory, I said without thinking, "Well, the watermelon is on the table, you go and get it, and I'll cut it for you." My sister was very obedient and ran away with a promise. Just when I was elated, I suddenly heard a "wow" and my sister burst into tears. Shit! I walked up to my sister. God, my sister's hand is bleeding! I just feel weak. It's over, and it's going to be criticized again. Mother disinfected and bandaged her sister as quickly as possible, and it took a lot of effort to coax her. Seeing that my sister stopped crying, my mother turned to me and said, "Daughter, you are so old, and you are still so impetuous in doing things. How can you let her cut the watermelon herself? If you don't even care about meeting your sister, how can you do other things well? I don't know what my mother said behind your back, but I feel tears can't help flowing out. I am so sad and wronged.
Afterwards, I thought about it. It's not entirely unreasonable for my mother to blame me. We must carry things through to the end, and we can't win if things don't end. Never take it lightly!
Tears composition 600 words 2
Oblique wind and drizzle, that is the sky crying; Sparkling pebbles, those are the tears of the stars. Tears are beautiful products, life is a symbol of beauty, and life needs tears.
Tears are growth.
When I was a child, my understanding of tears was not profound. I always think that crying children are very delicate. Later, I went to primary school, and I was always obedient and got good grades. But I cry whenever I meet difficulties. I got 96 points in math once. And the only four points are deducted from a calculation problem. When I saw the newspaper, I had sex immediately. But after falling, I will cry as a witness of my failure; After crying, I will run to prove that I will never give up, and the more frustrated I am, the more brave I am. Not all tears are cowardice, just as not all applause is welcome. Life needs growing tears.
Tears are a struggle, a struggle!
A person's life, if it is really easy, will not start with crying. You, me and him may not be easy now. It is not easy for office workers, workers, parents and teachers. It is not easy for us students, but it is even more difficult for our parents to work hard for themselves and have high expectations for their children.
Maybe students, you are very tired. Especially the students in the third year and senior three of the Party. You may have nine classes a day and two evening self-study; You may have to write two refills and three sets of test papers a day; You may get up earlier than the chicken and go to bed later than the dog. Yes, who is not bitter and who is not tired in life? It is difficult to get up at six o'clock, recite words and do homework, but there are always some people who can get up at five o'clock and recite a book in a few days. It's not genius who really admires those who stay up all night doing their homework every day, but people who are really hard on themselves. No one has super powers, no matter how hard and tired they are, they will keep crying. The only thing to believe is that after ten years, I will definitely thank myself now.
There are always people who work harder than you, but what is more frightening is that people who are better than you work harder than you. So we have no reason to stop. Don't say bitter, people who live in tears will certainly create a successful life.
Let's be a teenager running with tears!
Tears composition 600 words 3
Tears are the best interpretation of emotions, which can be moved tears, sad tears and joyful tears. In any case, it can always decorate our lives and leave an unforgettable mark on us.
One sunny afternoon, a girl was sitting in the classroom, clutching a test paper. When she looked carefully, the red handwriting of 66 points on the test paper was very conspicuous. Her eyebrows twisted into a caterpillar, her eyes were red and her mouth trembled slightly. She wants to cry, but she doesn't want to be seen.
Suddenly, the teacher called her, and the little girl bowed her head and strode to the teacher. The teacher raised her head and looked at the little girl with a disappointed expression: What happened recently? It is not a problem to get more than 90 points in the usual exam. How did you get it this time? The teacher kept nagging before the girl answered. Look at you these weeks. You are distracted in class, and sometimes you giggle. What is the specific reason? Go home and think for yourself. The little girl flushed, bit her lips, nodded in shame and walked off the platform.
In the next few classes, the little girl stopped listening. Ding finally arrived at school. The little girl put away her papers, picked up her schoolbag and slowly moved back home step by step. She timidly showed the test paper to her parents, whose faces seemed to be frozen, covered with dark clouds and without a smile. They gave the little girl a good scolding. More and more excited, the little girl ran upstairs and locked herself in her room.
It was already night, and the bright moonlight penetrated into the room through the window, and there was no one inside. The little girl sat alone in a small corner of the room. Her throat is dry and her whole body is still shaking slightly. A pearl-like tear trickled down her cheek. Her chest rises and falls rhythmically, making a very low sound like the echo of a valley. A series of depressed and painful sighs seem to be pulled out from the depths of her soul, giving people an unspeakable sadness, and the lights seem to be dim.
Crying is a means for people to vent their emotions, which can reduce sadness. If you feel sad and want to cry, just cry!
Tears composition 600 words 4
After dinner, it began to rain cats and dogs outside the window. I was inexplicably uneasy: my uncles who usually delivered newspapers came to deliver newspapers at this time. It's raining so hard outside, will he come again? But think again, in the past two years, how many storms have not been delayed, and this time should not be!
I saw that dusk gradually covered the sky, and my uncle who delivered the newspaper had not come yet, which aggravated my inner anxiety. Just when I was in a hurry, there was a familiar bell "ding" outside the door. Oh, when the newspaper came, I was relieved and ran downstairs. Downstairs, I saw my uncle who delivered the newspaper wearing a heavy green raincoat. The rain kept hitting the raincoat and then fell to the ground. I walked to my uncle with an umbrella. My uncle raised his head, carefully and skillfully put the newspaper into the green mailbox and said to me, "Nothing, just hold it yourself." My uncle's weather-beaten face is facing me, and the strands of hair in front are wet by the rain and stick to my forehead, so the rain flows down from the ends of my hair. I looked at my uncle who delivered the newspaper and couldn't help feeling a little touched. Then, he sent a newspaper to me and said, "Hurry upstairs, don't get the newspaper wet!" " ""thank you. " "Nothing, you go upstairs." As soon as his voice fell, he immediately got on his bike and disappeared in the heavy rain.
I clutched the newspaper tightly and went upstairs. When my father saw it, he quickly brought it and turned left and right: "Fortunately, the newspaper is not wet. Hey, why is there a wet piece here? " I whispered, "that's not rain, it's my tears."
There are many hardworking people in the world, and they are very dedicated. How can you not be moved?
Tears composition 600 words 5
This semester, the school held a lecture. Listening to the volcano teacher's speech at the lecture, I not only remembered what my parents and all other relatives had done to me, but also realized how lucky I was.
What impressed me most was that my grandfather comforted me behind my back when I was a child. Because at that time, parents had to go out to earn money. I missed them very much when they just left. They are always noisy and always crying. My grandfather had no choice but to run around behind my back. When I was sleeping in the middle of the night, I woke up my grandfather because I missed my parents. Instead of being angry, he comforted me and said, "You listen to my parents, not going out to play, but making money to make you live a good life." But I know nothing about it. I kept crying and arguing. Because it was dark outside at night, grandpa had to walk around the house behind my back. I didn't know how long I cried, and I didn't know when I fell asleep. All I know is that when I woke up, I was already asleep in bed. In this way, after a few days, I will stop making trouble and grandpa can sleep in peace. In the next few years, every time my parents came home, I would make trouble for a few days, and my grandfather would always comfort me behind my back.
After the volcano teacher finished his speech, there was cheers from the audience. His speech has touched my heart. This reminds me of my grandfather. I am growing up and my grandfather is getting old. He is no longer the grandfather who once cheated on me. Now he can't carry me anymore. I really miss the feeling on grandpa's back. I think I'll never forget that feeling.
Tears composition 600 words 6
People will cry, animals and plants will cry, and the sky will cry.
With the development of science and technology and the improvement of life, the original fresh air is now mixed with a strong smell of gasoline; At first, the dense forest was a paradise for that kind of animal. Now, tall trees fall down one by one, and free animals are caught one by one, or die in cages, or become delicious food in people's mouths.
People cry when they are sad, but have you ever thought that they also have lives, homes and relatives? People only covet their own interests, but never feel their own feelings. Maybe they-air, animals and plants can't stand this kind of life, and complain to their mother-Tian together, or maybe Tian can't stand it anymore. It finally broke out one day in June this year. Mother nature cries sadly. She cried very sadly, and the tears kept flowing downwards, which made people afraid to open their eyes and take a look, and suddenly vented their dissatisfaction with mankind for many years. It barks angrily and drinks loudly from time to time to show its blasphemy against nature. Her tears seem endless. As the day passed, her voice became hoarse and she ignored it. In this way, another night passed, and the tears finally stopped, slowly, slowly, less and less, smaller and smaller, and finally only a few tears remained, stopped, stopped, and finally stopped. But people began to cry again and again. It was the harvest season, and those ripe fruits were submerged in the flood, which was exchanged for the hard sweat of the workers. Some of them are still waiting to collect it and sell it to make money to attend interest classes, but now they are all taken away by tears.
Cry, cry, cry everywhere. These endless tears aroused people's concern about environmental protection. It makes people understand that only by protecting the environment and nature can they protect themselves.
Tears composition 600 words 7
Everyone has tears. Tears may be joyful, excited or sad. On May 2, 2008, I shed tears.
May, 2002, 65438 is a day that China people will remember. On the same day, an earthquake on the Richter scale occurred in Yingxiu Town, Wenchuan County, Sichuan Province. Sichuan, Chengdu and other areas fell into a cry, and the bustling downtown area suddenly turned into ruins. /kloc-On the evening of May, 0/2, I came home. When watching live news, there are free photos and pictures of parents calling their children. I can't help crying. I couldn't help crying again when I saw the bodies of the children when the school was in ruins. These children should have been naive and lively, but unfortunately they suffered a big earthquake and became a lonely soul on the road to heaven. When the rescuers rescued a girl, the girl smiled brightly at the camera. Who knows, the child was amputated. There is a smile called strength. I shed tears, this time tears of joy and excitement. The girl was saved, she survived, and there are more children waiting to be saved.
The people of China are strong, and the sons and daughters of China will not be knocked down and crushed by disasters. In the face of disaster, we can't back down. We should stand up bravely and believe that we will win. How difficult it is for the country to be rich and strong. I believe that what we get behind this disaster is happiness, excitement and excitement. Don't forget that behind this disaster, there is a feast waiting for us. Come on! Brave Chinese descendants! We should leave tears of success and joy in the face of disaster. Come on! Undaunted descendants of China.
Tears composition 600 words 8
When I was a child, I hated eating fruits, and I wanted to throw those fruits that made me sick and nauseous into the smelly trash can.
Once, my father bought me a lot of disgusting fruits. Dad washed an apple, put it in front of me and said, "Eat quickly!" " ! Kid. "Dad really wants me to eat quickly and look at me motionless. But I don't want to eat at all I picked up the apple and threw it into the trash can. " You, you, you, you are incredible! I want to wash another one for you. "Dad spread out his hands roguishly. He went to the bathroom again and washed me a disgusting apple. "oh! Dad, please don't wash the apples! I beg you. "I have a bored expression on my face." Don't! Must eat! "Dad has been a little angry. Then bring the apple next to me. I threw it in the trash can again. "You are really oh, you! "Dad washed one apple after another for me, and I threw it into the trash can one after another. In this way, the apple is gone. Dad was very angry and gave me a slap in the face. I ran to my room and hid. I couldn't bear it any longer and began to cry.
In the next few days, I didn't have the heart to eat at all, and I put all my energy into this matter. One day, I saw a bag of fruit on my desk that I hated. There is also a small note inside, which reads:
Dear child:
Hello, I know you don't want to see this big bag of fruit at all, but for your health, I hope you can eat more fruit. Fruit is rich in vitamin A, vitamin B, vitamin C and vitamin D. I hope you can enjoy eating fruit soon when you see this little note. I hope so.
Your dear dad.
Seeing this, my eyes are red. Pick up a fruit and eat it.
Tears composition 600 words 9
Maybe when you see this topic, some of you can't understand it. What does coffee have to do with tears? The essence of coffee lies in its bitterness, but tears represent the astringency of growth. The combination of the two is bitter, just like the wind and rain in our life and the ups and downs on the road to growth. Coffee complex Among all kinds of drinks, I like coffee best. Especially sugar-free coffee. Coffee is bitter, but it tastes like life. Coffee without sugar is bitter, but it is a little more delicate and gentle. The bitterness of the original coffee is probably related to my personality. I like to prepare a cup of freshly made coffee for myself in the dark, and spread out a piece of paper in the middle of the night when elves haunt me, leaving me with a touch of sadness while writing. For coffee, it can be said that it has a soft spot. Tears "worry" when I was a child, I was carefree and probably didn't know what tears looked like. But with the growth of age, in the ups and downs of ranking, I don't know how many tears I shed for this; In the separation and combination of friendship, I don't know how many times my heart has been broken; I don't know how much I have been wronged in my parents' accusations and complaints. When I feel heavy, I will choose to indulge my tears. I can learn a lot and understand a lot after every tear.
This is a subtle psychological change and a taste of growth. Sometimes I think, if one day I won't cry again, does it mean that I have grown up completely? Coffee+tears When bitterness and bitterness are combined, I will make myself a cup of instant coffee and put it on the table, shrink up and sit on the bed, quietly let the tears flow over my face and slide into the thermos cup. At this time, the cup has the bitterness of coffee and the astringency of tears, but it is more of my experience growing up. The turbid taste is a faint sadness, a slowly burning flame, and a longing and confusion for the future.
Tears composition 600 words 10
The earth is the home of mankind. For the sake of mankind, Mother Earth has dedicated everything that human beings need to us and given us a comfortable home.
With the rapid progress of human science and technology, some people are not satisfied with the gift of Mother Earth and insist on exploring better resources. In order to save the cost of sewage treatment, they randomly discharged sewage into the river, making the flowers and trees on the roadside bow their heads helplessly, and making people in the lower reaches of the river drink poisonous water and get sick; In order to mass-produce furniture and paper products, they took away the green of many valleys, leaving only endless suffering and darkness; In order to satisfy their own tastes, they killed many wild animals protected by the state, which not only drastically reduced the number and variety of animals, but also endangered many animals. In order to make crops produce quickly and drive away pests, they sprayed pesticides without fear, but it was not the news of victory that greeted them in the end, but many people got incurable diseases because they ate crops containing pesticide residues. In order to do this, under the torture of human beings day after day, Mother Earth languishes day by day. Mother Earth was ill, and she groaned in pain: "Man, please stop the your saw and put down your. If you hurt me, you will have nowhere to go. "
People, let's protect the environment! The earth is our only home. Without it, where would we go? Have you ever thought that when the sky loses its blue color, birds will no longer fly; What will our life be like when the river is lifeless and the fish can't breathe? Stupid human, wake up! Don't hurt Mother Earth for self-interest, let the Earth always be the brightest star in the universe, and don't let the last drop of water on the Earth become the tears of human regret!
Tears composition 600 words 1 1
That happened a few years ago. On the way back from my grandfather's house, my grandmother accidentally found a small sparrow under the tree. It's very cute and fluffy. I put it on a tree and made it fly, but the sparrow not only didn't fly, but also fell.
So I took it home and put it in a box. The next day, with a loud noise, the blue sky suddenly turned gray. It is raining. I closed the window and forgot the little sparrow outside the window. Only when another muffled thunder sounded and the sparrow screamed with fear did I realize that I had forgotten to leave the sparrow at home.
After a week, the little sparrow somehow wanted to fly out of the cage. Grandma kindly said, "Little sparrow must miss her mother. Why don't we send it back to its original place! " I couldn't bear it, so I didn't agree. Go to grandpa's house to play again. In the place where I found the little sparrow last time, I saw an adult sparrow chirping on the branch, making a sad cry, as if calling anxiously, "Come back, son!" " Where are you?
Although I sympathize with the sparrow mother, I am extremely reluctant to give up the sparrow. I said to myself, "stay for another two days"! On the third day, when preparing to send the sparrow back to her mother, the sparrow flew out of the birdcage and accidentally fell to the ground from the sixth floor. It hasn't learned to fly.
I know the little sparrow is eager to see her mother, but she doesn't know that she can't fly yet. The little sparrow fell to the ground, bleeding. I seem to hear the sad cry of the sparrow's mother and her cry for the sparrow's return, but the sparrow is dead and the poor sparrow will never see her mother again. If mother sparrow knew how painful her child was when she died, I would be sad and cry. Alas! It's all my selfish fault. I should have put the sparrow back into nature earlier, and tears of regret flowed across my face like broken beads.