Write a composition with a good name (14 selected articles)
In real life or work and study, everyone is familiar with writing. Writing is a verbal activity that people express their ideas in written form. Then the question is coming, how to write an excellent composition? The following is a good name composition I collected for you, for reference only. Let's have a look.
take a good name. composition 1
at night, walk on the path in my hometown. Looking up, the bright moon hung in the starry sky at night, casting a faint Yin Hui, which was shining on my face. This is the bright moon in my hometown, quiet and peaceful, indifferent and distant.
the sun is beautiful, and everything can't grow without it. But it is too warm and dazzling. It hangs high in the air, giving off fierce light, which makes people have no courage to look at it. How can there be the bitterness of the moon?
The stars are shining, and the night sky dotted with stars is really beautiful. But it is too small, too ordinary. The ancients said, "The stars arch the moon." It exists not to set off the beauty of the bright moon?
indeed, only the bright moon in my hometown makes me miss it the most. I don't know which night, in that small courtyard in the country, away from the noise of the city, enjoying the tranquility of the night alone. At this time, the bright moon Ran Ran rose and cast its elegant and charming eye dust, which deeply intoxicated me. With that beam of light, looking from bottom to top, I saw the bright moon looming and hidden in the clouds, just like a veiled beauty, shy and shy, afraid to come out.
after a while, a gentle wind blew away the veil, and the bright moon appeared again, which made people sigh, "When will there be a bright moon?". Such a scene can't help but make people feel touched by the scene, their thoughts dance, and their hearts are filled with homesickness. No wonder, as soon as many poets see the bright moon, their poetry overflows and they write famous sentences through the ages. How can this feeling be felt under the scorching sun!
In the dead of December and winter, I was lying in bed. Through the window, the soft moonlight shone on the bed again, making it difficult for me to fall asleep. I was full of thoughts, and my ears seemed to be ringing with songs that my mother sang when she put me to sleep in the country, and my homesickness surged. At this time, I looked out of the window, the bright moon gradually fell, the moonlight gradually faded, and a faint sadness rose.
Ah, the bright moon in my hometown, how fascinating you are. I will give you a name-homesickness. Take a good name composition 2
There is a stone bridge behind my grandmother's house, which is surrounded by mountains and waters. There is a spring that never dries up under the bridge. Because of the beautiful scenery there, there are always people playing there.
I've seen two innocent playmates here, boys and girls who grew up together, and even two dependent old people. I have touched the spring flowers and the autumn moon, the summer moon and the winter snow, and I have felt affection, friendship and love. I can meet so many beautiful things in my life when I come here occasionally. This mottled bridge has been washed for so many times, so I should feel much more than me, right? Sadly, it doesn't have its own name, if someone recalls the bridge somewhere one day and wants to praise it. But I don't know how to call it, just like a person wakes up and finds that there is no trace of his existence in this world, and even a name is not left for others to recall. It's really sad.
But what should be the name of this weathered bridge? What kind of name can record the meaning of its existence? It witnessed the joys and sorrows of the world, it experienced the scouring and polishing of time, it could not tell, but it gave us a promise more precious than words. Oh, yes! Isn't my wish that one day I can stand in this place with my own experience, listen to the spring water and recall the past? Recall-recall the past. In fact, all bridges can be called reminiscence.
You are on this side of the bridge, I am on that side, and the river in the middle is called time. Time can bring many things and take away many things, but there is one thing that you can't bring or take out, that is, memories. The bridge cast by memories exudes the fragrance of time, and the bridge is not only a simple tool for crossing the river. It is also a bright spot in many people's memories. Perhaps it is different in size and shape, perhaps famous in ancient and modern times, or perhaps unknown. It carries too many memories of yesterday, dribs and drabs of the present and dreams of the future. Meeting and reunion, farewell and farewell, just like the bridge will not break, memories will not part. Recall, pursue the imprint of time, and recall the past. Take a good name composition 3
The autumn wind is bleak, and I am walking on a country path. From time to time, there are some sparrows chirping happily from the bamboo forest. The ground was still wet, so I jumped over the yellow mud carefully. Before I knew it, clumps of weeds rose from the ground, and I had reached the river in my hometown.
There are dozens of bamboo leaves floating on the river, swaying from side to side on the calm river. The water is so clear that the wind blows to the end at a glance. The bottom of the river is rows of regular pebbles, and groups of small fish shuttle from time to time in the aquatic plants. I prefer this low-key and restrained river to the Yellow River. Although the Yellow River is surging and the waves are rolling, it may not be too ostentatious. If it is better than the small river in the clear hometown, it is dozens of times better than the Yellow River. There is more and more sediment in the Yellow River, which looks like a mountain rising and falling from a distance. It's both mysterious and majestic, but if the waves don't surge up, it's so dirty. Just like a big wild dog famous in the street, his hair is dim, but he is aggressive. And this calm river in front of us is like a shy Xiaohua Mall. Although it is not conspicuous, it has its own unique beauty in this quiet autumn.
This river is not far from my grandfather's backyard. It is relatively remote, and few people will pass by it, so it is still clear. When I was born, it was still a stream. It should be when I was 3 years old that I found you and saw your brilliant appearance. I don't have the heart to cover you with sand and stones, so I draw water from the well and pour it on you. So year after year, day after day, when I come to see you again, you are already a big river, and the calm river reflects the surrounding flowers and trees, just like a magic mirror.
when my heart is impetuous, I will come to the river and see the harmonious creatures in the water and the reflection on the water, and my heart will calm down; When I am unhappy, I will also come to the river and watch the interesting fish and shrimp preying on small creatures, and my tight heart will relax.
the river in my hometown! I want to give you a good name, just call it "Jing Jing". Take a good name composition 4
The sun shines high on the river in my hometown. I walked under the shade of green willows by the river. Seeing the sparkling river flowing slowly and calmly, I can't help but be fascinated.
it's so' indifferent' and so far-sighted. It just slowly goes east and flows out far away; Go to the generous sea.
Yellow River, rolling in and rushing away; It is so magnificent. The flowing Yellow River has great momentum and magnanimous will. The huge stream hits the stone and the sediment splashes; As the saying goes, "the Wan Li sand of the Yellow River in nine twists and turns, waves and winds blow from the horizon." Even so, after I witnessed it with my own eyes, I felt that the water of the Yellow River was too impatient. In this way, it is not as good as the rivers in my hometown. The river in my hometown is crystal clear, and the pebbles under the water are permeable, which seems a bit tortuous. Sunlight is reflected by the ripples on the water surface, which is particularly bright in the water. The river runs from one end of my hometown to the other, calm and gentle. The small river flows to the distance and flows to the boundless sky.
The Yangtze River, there is a sentence in Li Bai's poem: "Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky." The Yangtze River is not as impatient as the Yellow River. On the wide water, ships are coming and going. Although the Yangtze River is so plain; Can be a dangerous place: the cliff is steep, and the water of the Yangtze River is like a hammer and a sharp weapon across the mountains. From time to time, dozens of water columns are hit. But the hometown river is always so gentle and loving, raising my hometown.
it is not as dangerous as the Yangtze river, and the urgency of the yellow river is indifferent, simple and quiet. Sublimate the simple beauty in this indifferent tranquility. I stepped on the green grass by the river and felt the beauty of the river. Its ambition is the sea of Wang Yang; But it can flow out so calmly and gently to the sky, which really makes me fascinated.
I leaned against a big tree, sat down slowly and looked up at the sky. I feel that I suddenly realized the philosophy of life. My ambition is the stars and the sea, but I am quite calm and peaceful; I am already indifferent. Just like the river in this hometown.
ah! Xiaohe, let me give you a good name, just call it "water flowing far away"! Take a good name composition 5
It has been four weeks since I entered junior high school, and I didn't know there was a boy named Xia in our class, and I knew his name started with his nickname.
After the Chinese class was over that day, I heard the boy calling, "Seafood is coming out ..." After that, Xiao Xia stepped out of his seat. I quickly asked my deskmate, "Why do they all call him' Seafood'?" "ah? You don't know, it's just because his surname is Xia and the last word of his name is Yu, so he's called it that way. " I still don't understand, staring at my deskmate with confused eyes, and my deskmate sighed, and then explained, "That's because summer homophonic shrimp, elm homophonic fish ..." I just understood now, nodded and thought, Alas, Xiao Xia is poor, why don't I give him a good name privately? Yes, that's it. Thinking about it, I couldn't help laughing.
I took out the paper and "shuashua shua" wrote three new names on it: Xia Jing, Xia Yu and Xia Xia. Oh, my god What name did I come up with? It doesn't sound like a girl, but it's going to rain and snow. If I help him with the name "Xia Yu", will my classmates blame me for the frequent rain? No, no, I shook my head and kept thinking.
After a while, I came up with another name: Xia Junlang! Hmm ... Yes, I studied my "work" carefully. It was really good. I wish him handsome and cheerful, so that no one would call him "seafood". I smiled with satisfaction when I looked at my work.
but if you think about it carefully, will it be a little anthomaniac? I don't know why, I think this name is too strange, and I have a sense of joy ... I feel funny when I read it too much.
Come on, he's still called by his original name. It's weird that I got the name. Sorry, Xiao Xia, I can't help you. Take a good name composition 6
If I want to take a good name for Grade Three, I will take out the mountain.
a person who is trapped in a mountain forest and wants to get out of the mountain walks in the deep mountains without giving up, just to find the way out.
maybe this road is not easy to walk or find, but it is a choice after all.
I may have walked on this road when I am about to enter the third grade.
in the third grade, I was very confused. It was such a confusion that "the west wind withered the green trees last night, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world". I am confused, lonely, afraid and hesitant ... The uneasiness in my heart reminds me that I am taking a road, an extremely important road. There are many passers-by, but they all go their own way, and they will try their best to compete with each other because the other side has surpassed themselves.
The achievements that I used to be proud of are vulnerable on this road. I don't know what the future will be like and what this road will be like. I just feel that the road ahead is bumpy and I have no choice but to go deeper and deeper.
Maybe in the future, I will feel dejected because of the result of a mock exam, and I will also stop because of a teacher's criticism. But who said that my road ahead is doomed to be bumpy? Maybe in the future, I will never look back, I will greet thorns with a smile, I will talk happily with my parents about exam results, I will grow up with my classmates, and everything is created by me.
Maybe we only have one goal in the world, but no matter where we are or which road we take, as long as we never give up and are not discouraged, we will surely have the most beautiful road close to the bottom of the mountain through the thorny road ahead.
The third grade has a profound meaning for many people. Some people say the third day is the season of kapok, and some people write the third day as the season of gardenia, but for me, the third day is like coming out of the mountain. We are in Grade Three, just like people who are trapped in the mountains and want to get out of the mountains. We are all on the same road, and we all have a goal in mind. We can also walk out of the mountains without giving up and leaving no regrets.
I only hope that I can live my youth to the best on the way out of the mountain (Grade Three). Take a good name composition 7
Life is really as short as a surprise, is it as gorgeous as summer flowers, and the name of life is progressing? When we were young, we simply thought that the meaning of life was how many little red flowers we got, and we were praised by our teachers several times. At that time, there was no impurity in our eyes-black and white were distinct. At that time, if we got a little red flower more than the day before, we would all show off in an ostentatious manner. Just thinking that when we are too old to walk, we will count small red flowers at home.
the pursuit of life name. Later, we have an obsession in our hearts, that is, to be better than others. We always want to surpass one goal after another and achieve one goal after another. At that time, we didn't know how to cherish it, and we missed it when we met it, because we were chasing and gradually moved away from the footsteps of others. At that time, we were stupid enough to complete a chase without an end, but we lost too much beauty on the way.
We cherish the name of life. When we grow up, we learn to care. We also have care, affection and friendship in our hearts. Or budding love. Not as carefree and chic as it was at the beginning. We learned to be afraid, afraid of losing. So we learned to cherish in the failure, cherish it so as not to lose it, and then we can have more opportunities, and give your life name, when you are old and twilight. Maybe what you care about is not what you get in the world. But what has been given to the world? Even if it's only a small thing, it's like a light sentence, a polite smile and a negligible concern. In fact, these are the most powerful proofs of your appearance in this world. It is also the best gift you give to the world and yourself.
Life is too short to forget, so I gave it a nice name. We can see many things in life. There are many kinds of people, and life is warm and cold. We have learned a lot in this colorful life. So I named him Baihua Tube. You never know what the next picture you turn to is, but you can learn something from it. Take a good name composition 8
Don't everyone have a name? People have their names, things have their names, and countries also have their names ... Have you ever heard of the name of the literary society?
Today, we came to the class in groups of three and five. As soon as we entered the class, two big words appeared on the big screen: Welcome to the writing class of the Literature Society. We asked the teacher, "Teacher, don't we sign up for the composition class?"
"Yes," the teacher explained to us. "We gave us a writing home, a holy place to show our talents, and an extraordinary name." After that, the teacher pointed out the names of rows of literary societies, including two, three and four, which made us dazzled and dizzy. What impressed me most was Dream Chasing Literature Society and Yunmeng Literature Society. Then, the teacher asked us to give our literary club a special name.