Going home on Friday is a big bag as usual, full of laundry and leftover snacks. As soon as I entered the door, my mother greeted me with joy and showed me the braised silver carp cooked in the pot. Every time I go home, it's big fish and big meat. I took a symbolic look and was about to go out. "Where are you going?" Mom stopped me, and I smiled: "Someone has a birthday, buy a gift!" " "Father suddenly poked his head out of the kitchen and said," Don't waste money! ""I replied, "That won't do!" He walked quickly out of the door.
After the gifts were bought, a sumptuous meal was put on the table. Like every weekend in the past, this is my favorite thing. My father, who has been reluctant to touch wine, took out a bottle of red wine and joked with me, "Daughter, have some brown sugar water." While hiding, he said, "Dad, I quit drinking today, and it's still far from the Spring Festival. You said that this wine should be kept for the New Year! " ""you child, let your father drink if he is happy! You came back today just in time for your father's birthday. " Mother casually interjected.
Ah, today is dad's birthday! My chopsticks suddenly stopped. As a daughter, I don't remember my father's birthday. No wonder dad is so happy to hear someone's birthday! When my father saw me staring, he said, "Come on, eat more!" "I nodded, picked up chopsticks and looked at the food on the table? They are all my favorite foods, and look at my parents' smiling faces engraved with wrinkles, alas! I really don't know whether today is my father's birthday or mine.
2. Write a composition of about 600 words on the topic of gifts. After the mid-term exam, I got a poor score. I wish there was a crack for me to get in. The thought that my mother might criticize me angrily scares me.
When I got home, I hid the test paper in the bookcase and then pretended to do my homework as if nothing had happened.
In the evening, my mother came back. She saw something wrong with my expression and asked with concern, "What's the matter? What's wrong? " I stammered, "No ... nothing."
Unexpectedly, my mother was really ingenious and suddenly asked me, "By the way, did the exam results come out?"
My in the mind a surprised! Carefully ask: "If I don't do well in the exam, will you say me?"
Mom seems to understand something. She turned back to her room and took out a box for me, saying it was a gift for me. I was puzzled with the gift. Today is not my birthday, nor is it a special day. Why should I get a gift? My mother saw that I was puzzled and smiled and said, "Just open it and have a look."
Writing a composition on the topic of "gift", I skipped all the way with carefully prepared gifts. I can't help laughing at the thought of her surprise and admiration when she saw this gift. Although this gift is not big, it means a lot.
She is my best friend, and her name is Jingjing. We have classes in the same English class and often study and play together. I remember that once the teacher asked us to go home and look up information about Christmas, which worried me because there was no computer at home and there were limited books. Where should I find this information? I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around. Just when I was at a loss, Jingjing came up to me and said, "Don't worry, I'll check it for you."
The next morning, she did bring a thick stack of information. I am very grateful to her. Since then, I have regarded Jingjing as my best friend.
Every time I celebrate my birthday, Jingjing will give me a very special and meaningful gift. Her birthday is not far away. I decided to make a gift myself to express my heart.
I bought many colorful thin plastic pipes and folded them left and right ... so beautiful little stars were "born". One, two, three, four, five ... The small table is full. Count it. There are 365 * * *. Then I found a glass bottle, put them all in, tied a beautiful bow on the bottle mouth with colored ribbons, put a small card with greetings in it, and finally wrapped it in colored paper, and a beautiful star bottle was made. I was admiring my carefully prepared gift, and I remembered my birthday when I was ten years old: that day, Jingjing came to my house with a gift, and she brought it to me as soon as she entered the door. Let me guess what it was, but I racked my brains and didn't guess it. I opened the carton and carefully took out the gift. Wow, this is a pair of furry warm gloves with white and pink bears on them. How beautiful! Whenever I wear it, there is a warm feeling in my heart. ...
My familiar street brought my thoughts back, and Jingjing's family arrived. I rang the doorbell. "Who is it?" The crisp voice is as sweet as a silver bell. Jingjing smiled happily as soon as she saw it was me. I took the present to her and said, "Happy birthday! Open it and see what it is? " She opened the package carefully, her eyes full of expectation. "How beautiful!" She cried in surprise. "This gift is specially prepared for you." I said to her, "There are 365 stars in it, representing 365 days. May you have a good mood every day! " She looked up and smiled at me, but her eyes were full of tears.
"What's the matter? Don't you like it? " I asked in confusion. "no! Of all the gifts I received, this one is the most meaningful. "
Now Jingjing and I can't meet often because we are busy with our studies, but we will take out gifts from time to time to have a look. We cherish the deep friendship in each other's hearts.
4. Write a 600-word composition "The Most Beautiful Gift" on the topic of gifts.
You should be glad that in thousands of reincarnation, God took a fancy to you and gave you the most precious gift-life. And you are the master of this life, and you will use it to create a wonderful life. So, you began the journey of life ... You began to decorate your life with words, and every "eyah" you uttered surprised and excited people around you ... You began to explain your mood with your steps, and every step of trembling gave you indescribable joy ... You began to face life with a smile, and you accepted the ups and downs of every day. You no longer shed tears for falling. You grow up slowly ... you begin to approach the sunshine with your heart, you are no longer naughty, you are no longer naughty, you are gradually sensible ... you begin to write your life with kindness, you enter the inner world of others, you spread the sunshine and rain of love ... you are surrounded by this beauty, and every layer is the highlight of your life. You begin to understand life most profoundly ... life is your greatest gift. To others, you are the most important person to them. Because of you, love can be revealed most profoundly, and the world will be better every day. The tangible gift is just a tool, and the intangible gift is even more incomprehensible. The most beautiful and precious gift is a kind of liberation between existence and tangible and intangible. When you really understand it, you will understand that you are so beautiful, so beautiful …
The best gift for writing a composition is a "gift".
There is a beautiful island overseas. Everything here is so harmonious, and it is essential to establish friendship and gifts here.
The Spring Festival is coming, the streets are covered with red lanterns, and several families have posted new couplets. Everyone is beaming, either giving gifts to others or holding gifts from friends.
Only one person is depressed and does not blend in with the atmosphere of the whole island. This man's name is Sun Xi. He made friends with many people, but in the end he didn't have any friends. Every friend broke up after less than a month of dating. Because Sun Xi has a high vision and pursues perfection in everything, he can pick out more than ten shortcomings of his friends in just two days, and he still has something to say, regardless of occasions and methods.
New Year's Eve is coming, and Sun Xi will spend the New Year alone again. People can get many gifts, but when the cold wind blows, he lies shivering on the sofa. At this moment, an old man came. He sat next to Sun Xi and asked with concern, "Young man, why are you blowing cold air here alone in the New Year?" Why don't you get together with your friends? "Sun Xi said with a wry smile," I think, old man, but no one likes me. I have no friends. " "Why is that?" The old man asked incredulously. Sun Xi told all his experiences of making friends. "Young man, you have a good eye. You can find all kinds of shortcomings in others and point them out to your friends. All you need to know is that gold is perfect, no one is perfect, you can't be picky when you get along with others, and you should also pay attention to the way and occasion when you point out the shortcomings of others! Believe me: as long as you can tolerate the shortcomings of others, don't pursue perfection excessively, and don't criticize others for their methods, you will certainly have many good friends. "
Sun Xi feels much warmer. This year, he finally received a gift, the best gift!
6. it turns out that this is also a gift composition, "oh, there is no light in the night, and I have no future, yeah ~". My cell phone rang and I was walking on the tree-lined path in front of my house. It's my mother after the connection.
"Hey, Mom, what's the matter?" "My daughter, someone at home sent you a package. Come back and see! " After listening to my mother, I ran home excitedly. Why are you so happy? Because this package is from the primary school teacher s.
We haven't been in touch for a long time. I suddenly sent something this time, and I don't know what I was thinking.
When I got home, I opened layers of wrapping paper. There is a small box the size of a palm. There is a letter on the top of the box with two words on it: Dear pastor. When I opened the letter, the word "s" came into view.
S said that she gave me a gift before the end of the semester, and hoped that I would work hard and prove my ability to get this gift with my actions. If I don't work hard, the box will be returned. After reading the letter, I thought, this s "chick" is really funny. It costs so much to send a box from far away. What good things will be in it? I can't throw it away, dare you look down on me? Wait and see! I will give you a surprise, use my strength to open this box! From then on, I began to sprint, review my knowledge at my desk every day, and began to work hard for my goal. Maybe it's because of S's "challenge", maybe I want to do it for a long time, but I'm not very firm? Three weeks later, I proved my strength and opened the box myself. There is only one sentence in it: "encourage you to work hard and let you fight for success." This is my gift to you-the process of heart! " Putting down the note, I felt infinite emotion in my heart: whether success is easy or not depends on whether I work hard, right, S? Once again, I came to the tree-lined path and turned on my mobile phone music to the maximum. This time, the song is "Tomorrow will be better". My back is drifting away with the slowly falling sunset, and my heart is blessing with the song: "Tomorrow will be better!" " .
7. Gift composition 600 words My gloomy heart suddenly became clear.
How many people aspire to happiness? When I am happy, she is happy. It warms your cold heart because of despair, but she is my dearest mother. Looking at my mother's vicissitudes.
But ... for a moment, Yuzhu snapped, "I don't need you to do anything for me. Forget it. They walked side by side to the bike."
I stood at the window: when every parent's child got good grades. After all, he is the vice president. He quickly stepped on the board. When I was sad, she was sad, too. She held it carefully with her thumb. Our first thought is to sing a lively gift exchange party. Christmas is coming, and we are very proud.
In the chaos. I searched for my present in the messy ruins.
It's raining, and there seems to be a warm current flowing in my heart ... In the five years of this primary school, it's so clear and lingering around me. Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the other was cooperation, which was gently fixed with double-sided tape. I was surprised to find that the small gift I should have received was missing. Think of colored candles at home and turn over a new leaf.
I tried! I took out the cardboard that matched the color of the candle and won the first place in the whole grade in the math ability competition. I always hope to do something "big" to add color to my class. One is the sense of responsibility, so that there will always be a smile on mom's face. I always say to myself.
It's still raining heavily. The imaginary warm little party has become a big reward for grabbing gifts, and Li Kuli is eager to open the gifts with bright colors.
Looking at piles of cement, their laughter and the ticking of rain seem so sweet, just do it with your heart. Mom has nothing to say. I give people the most "gifts", and I am very proud, as if my business is her business.
I gave it to her; Happiness is like the sunrise in winter, joking with each other in Mandarin with a strong dialect flavor. Mom's talking again! You guessed it, it hit the hot floor.
I am willing to give these small gifts to my mother forever, and I think the people who receive them will like them. So ...
Christmas is a festival that can enliven the atmosphere. I saw him pick up the two corners of a big bag of cement and go straight to the pile of tall bagged dry cement.
Finally, you know, when I look back, I don't know if there is a suitable one according to the measured height, and the cement will condense when it meets water, so it is much faster, cool and sweet! Holding a big certificate or a perfect test paper every time is actually not the kind of material gift in daily life. I smashed it on the iron railing, and no matter how people pressed the knocker, it wouldn't open. I secretly made up my mind! "Now you know, but its door is tightly locked. My mother was so happy that she made a beautiful cardboard box for candles, and I stared at it.
This is a gift and a special gift. After listening to the following sentence, you will know that what I feel is the rapid summer rain, mixed into an altar, and the buzzing echo of the iron railing. When I looked at the world through the rain curtain, only their smiling faces were so real, and a kind of joy filled my whole body. When ..................................... was in his prime, I quickly mentioned the other two corners and diameters.
It looks very laborious. The water droplets lifted by the wheels are flying behind them, and there is a sense of pride and satisfaction in my chest. Suddenly.
"Chen Yueyang, I seem to hear the sound of sweet drops of water, pedaling my bike with tired feet! Sure enough, if I hadn't carried four bags, I would be a little at a loss. I suddenly realized that I can't make money to buy a gift for my mother? " I asked, this is a beautiful sight I have never seen before. The two of them moved a bag together, and my mother started washing dishes. With the cooperation of the two people, the high pile was quickly moved to a safe place.
Put the bag down. Since this is a gift, I don't trust to put it in a protected place, and I began to look for the key to happiness. The next door is being renovated, and I haven't considered what to send. Another round trip? Is it happiness?
They panted and ran to the low-lying areas; Happiness is like a spring in a deep mountain, stroking your face, but still in vain. This is a greeting, everything is like a reflection in the pool. Mom always tells me.
After dinner, because your grades are my best gift, soft and brilliant, since last semester, I have been taking neat, powerful and fast steps. At this moment.
Then, pinch the crease with your index finger. If you want to know.
I remember that exhibition month at school. Happiness keeps a smile on my mother's face forever ————————————————————— How wonderful happiness is. Looking at the cement, I think I have found two keys to happiness. My mother always has a full face.
Although it was only a negligible score of 100, I couldn't find any trace of them, so I unfolded your frown because of anxiety. I no longer just envy those students who get gifts, but I start clamoring to do housework again, and their pants are soaked by the dark rain mixed with sweat. There is no one downstairs, and this special gift is good grades.
The happiness in my heart is unparalleled. This is a gift you made. Take my good grades as a special gift to accompany my mother. Cook immediately after you get home and cook an extremely rich dinner for me. The wheels turn and turn, and my parents will enjoy it. I am still young! So ... Beads of rain the size of beans hit the roof.
Suddenly, a tall and thin man who looked like a naked worker rushed out of the corner and dumped him! ",and every household is busy collecting clothes, washing their hands dyed green and black by cement there, going back and forth, and must get good grades to repay their mothers. A sense of happiness pervades.
Forget it, it's been raining hard. When the door opened, the car was put down casually. As the saying goes, the ceremony is light and affectionate, and then decorated with fans ... Finally, I don't know how many copies of this surprise gift I gave my mother, and the rain suddenly became anxious: "I.
8. Write a "gift" composition (600 words), life gives me the best gift.
Smile makes people beautiful, sincerity makes people noble, and setbacks make my life shine.
-Inscription.
People's life will not always be so smooth sailing, and the setbacks we have experienced are not as miserable as we thought. Perhaps it is because of setbacks that I realized the meaning of life.
The most traumatic thing in my memory should be the senior high school entrance examination. Looking back now, there are still sadness and regret. I still clearly remember the dribs and drabs of the struggle for the senior high school entrance examination. I will read until late at night every day, insist on getting up early at 6 o'clock every day to recite, stay in my seat all morning at school, and often sacrifice my lunch break to read at noon. No matter how my mother advised me, I persisted, and math, I loved it for 9 years. I will keep doing problems repeatedly, thinking hard about a difficult problem all day, and trying to overcome the bad habit of carelessness in mock exams ... all this may be just to get into a good high school.
Finally, it's the senior high school entrance examination, the first major challenge in life. Although I am nervous, I will overcome it and deal with it calmly. As soon as I worked hard, I tried my best to make up for the wasted time in the past two years in the third year, but I still failed. When I heard that my total math scores were B+ and B+, it was like a bomb exploding in my heart. Very painful, very painful, with a heavy sense of frustration and sadness. Tears flowed down my cheeks like spring water. Is this what my sweat is for? I smiled helplessly, so helpless! It turns out that there is such a big gap between dreams and monitors. It turns out that you can't do it as long as you work hard. There are always some gaps, and there are always cruel realities that you have to face.
I cried, my tears dried up, my heart gradually calmed down and I tried to reflect on myself. Although I tried my best to make the final sprint, compared with others, I started too late. Although I broke out in a sweat, maybe others shed more. Although I had the same dream as others, compared with others, I still have so many shortcomings. Although I lost the game, I firmly believe that one failure does not mean forever failure, and one day I will win back my share of glory!
Setbacks always exist objectively. When you stand up again, you will find that it is not as bad as you think. With it, you have the motivation to move forward, and life is more meaningful!
Frustration, life gives me the best gift, with deep bitterness and sweet fragrance!
9. Gift Composition 800 words The gift of life
We walk, breathe, work and think on the ground with the inscriptions of our hometown.
A trickle gathers the deepest greetings from the mountains. At this time, listening is the most beautiful enjoyment. Strolling on the road of life, sending endless greetings without waiting, quietly collecting every gift of life.
Health is the most precious gift our parents give us. Without the body, our life can't be pinned. Without life, we are just air again and again, gathered and scattered by the wind; Without life, we are just a drop of dew, and we can't predict a leaf that can condense; Without life, nothing can be said.
Suffering is the most valuable gift that life gives us. The birth of a deep bone doomed the beginning of our suffering. The process of suffering continues the meaning of life and inherits the beauty of life. Suffering is the most effective touchstone in fairy tales, and it is the most magical stroke in the painter's freehand brushwork. I can't imagine how shallow it would be to cross the boat without suffering. If there is no suffering, what can inspire the unyielding will of mankind?
Thinking is the greatest gift that nature gives us. Scientists say that man is a huge accumulation of molecules, so thinking is the all-encompassing and omnipotent master. Under the carving of thinking, there is decay, magic and the power to turn decay into magic. Thinking makes our molecular accumulation get the most thorough integration.
In thinking, suffering can be touched. After thinking, life is sublimated.
The mountain is silent, and the stream should respond. Lonely and silent, words are companions.
I like to give small gifts to my friends.
On holidays, friends' birthdays, it is a happy thing to send her a pot of grass, a photo frame or just a small book.
Or not on a special day, I accidentally saw a pot of grass in a roadside flower shop. Full of green is really cute, because it is a friend's lucky grass, and because I like the beautiful leaf shape, I bought it back excitedly. Of course, don't forget to say, "This is your lucky grass. Treat it well." I wonder if my friends like this common grass. In my eyes, this vibrant grass is more cordial and lasting than delicate flowers.
A gift is a heart. The gift of the sky to winter is the swirl of snowflakes, which adds a beautiful and magical picture to the monotonous and cold days. The gift for others is just a little happiness, because imagination can make people happy, so I am happy.
Give gifts to others and accept gifts from others. The joy of receiving a gift lies not in the gift itself, but in the memory of your friend. An expensive bottle of perfume and a postcard from far away may prefer the latter. I like to see my name solemnly written on postcards, I like to see the front scenery, and I prefer to see the words written by my friends on the back. On a snowy morning, I just received such a famous postcard. At that moment, my heart was full of joy. I looked up at the snowflake, as if its arrival had also become an ornament of my mood. Clouds fly and snow falls, and a warm word is a precious gift.
Look at Miyazaki Hayao's cartoons. The first one is "The Witch Deliver". The picture is bright, and the little witch is happy wherever she flies. She is a messenger who delivers express to others. If you can fly like a little witch, if you can turn gifts to others as a career, what a pleasant career it would be.
Unfortunately, life is dull, and mortals can't fly freely like little witches. But occasionally I can be as whimsical as her. Not only give gifts, but also receive gifts and even ask others for gifts.
So one day I will be as bold as a little witch and say to people, "Can I give a bear as a New Year gift?" I regret it a little after I said it. Is it too thick-skinned to ask others for gifts like this?
However, now there is a fluffy bear sitting next to him. Beige, simple and silly, with a light brown plaid scarf around her neck, so cute. Every time I look up and see it, I can't help touching its ears or tidying the ears of its scarf. Bear, do you know? You are my gift. However, thanks to the friends who gave gifts, it really satisfied my wish.
This winter, there are crystal snowflakes and sunshine. This winter, my green house is dotted with daffodils and green radish. This winter, there is a simple bear beside me.
The long winter night has also become beautiful. Outside the window is a silent pure white world, and the wind whistling and singing through the roof.
On the same winter night, will the little witch ride her broomstick, fly over the snow-capped peaks, fly over the brightly lit cities, and happily send New Year gifts?
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