A wish, like a seed, is sown in the soil. Although small, it can produce the most beautiful flowers. Desire, like a stream, flows in the land of love. Although small, I can pour green hope ... The following is a 600-word junior high school composition I compiled for you about wishes. I hope you like it!
600 words (1) about wishes China has a long history of more than 3,000 years, rich cultural heritage and beautiful natural scenery.
The Three Gorges of the Yangtze River is a rare scenery. Li Daoyuan, a geographer of the ancient Northern Wei Dynasty, described in the Notes on Water Classics that "the two sides of the strait are connected with mountains, without gaps, and the mountains and rocks overlap, covering the sky." It is conceivable that the mountains in the canyon are so majestic! There is also "sometimes Baidicheng gets up early and goes to Jiangling", how fast the river should be! In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai once described that "Bai Diyun first opened, and a thousand miles of Jiangling returned in one day. The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the canoe had passed Chung Shan Man." I will definitely board that canoe in the future, experience the thrill of flying and feel the sad ape-man.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. Seeing this poem, the scene of the desert arises spontaneously! I also want to see the quiet and sad scenery.
There is also the West Lake's "To compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate." The West Lake is like a stone, graceful and natural, even a faint eyebrow is graceful and colorful. There are also "the magnificent scene when the Yellow River enters the sea" and "the mountains cover the day and the ocean drains the golden river."
The natural scenery of our country is also so beautiful, as if nature concentrated its magic and beauty in our country. I must enjoy them one by one and travel all over the country.
Nature always stands there, quietly letting you pick. When Su Shi passed by, he picked up the heroic spirit of The River of No Return. Li Bai passed by and took away the romance of the Yangtze River. When Liu Zongyuan passed by, he picked the bitter willow; When Lu Xun passed by, he filmed a deep night. I, on the other hand, will use words and narratives to describe the wonderful scenery of our country.
The seeds of my wish have begun to sprout and will grow up gradually. I want to travel around the mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, and draw it quietly with words.
600 words junior high school composition about wishes (part two) I stumbled upon a watch that had been in the bookcase for more than three years. Three years doesn't sound like a long time, but there is a thick layer of dust on the watch.
With a sense of guilt, I wiped this old friend who accompanied me to grow up. The smile of the people inside the table has not changed, and the vicissitudes of the people outside the table are still there.
At eleven o'clock, the time in the table stays on that day forever, and it is frozen forever at that moment. On that day, you came to me and asked me, "If God is willing to give me another chance, would I like to forget the past and accept another person?" I look into your eyes and understand the information in your eyes. But at last I shook my head, and the tears in your eyes could not help falling, and then I ran away.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? The moment you were around, I wanted to hold you in my arms, but it would hurt you more, so I chose the punishment of heartache. In fact, there has always been only one you in my heart. At the beginning, when I was heartbroken alone, you appeared by my side and melted the ice in my heart with warm happiness. I always regarded you as my best friend, until that encounter in the rain, my heart beat again. But I know that you, who are almost perfect, should not fall in love with such an ordinary me.
I know, we are still young, and there are more important things before us. If you like, I will wait for you, whether it is ten or twenty years. As long as you come back, I won't let you leave again.
You really left and went to a place thousands of miles away from me. I really don't regret it, because you will get better if you do this, but I don't know why, whenever the night is still, tears will always fall.
On this day three years later, you came back and stood where we met again. I walked up to you and you asked me my original question again. This time, I shook my head again, but that was after I held you tightly in my arms.
Everyone will make wishes in their hearts, some great, some beautiful, and now I only have a small wish, that is, to get rid of the bad habit of carelessness as soon as possible.
Speaking of bad habits of carelessness, I don't think so. I always thought it was just a small problem, but after several incidents, I realized the seriousness of this problem. If you don't believe me, I'll tell you one thing: I remember that math exam, and I was full of confidence, because I carefully reviewed before the exam and made several exercise papers, convinced that I could get good grades, but I didn't expect to get only 90 points in the final exam. Looking at the red fork on the paper, it stabbed my heart like countless sharp knives. Some of the wrong questions in those papers were miscalculated, some were painted backwards, and the most outrageous thing was that I missed a question. Looking at these strange mistakes, I accidentally caused them. I seem to hear the teacher's sigh and see my mother's disappointment.
Carelessness is a bad habit, which not only affects study, but also brings trouble to life. Apart from those little things, the most serious thing is the faucet incident. That weekend, my mother hurried out to buy food and asked me to wash the dishes myself after breakfast. After I washed them and put them in the cupboard, I turned into the study to do my homework. After about half an hour, I only heard my mother screaming in the kitchen. As soon as I heard it, I ran to have a look. I was immediately shocked. I saw the kitchen was full of water, the sink was full of water, and the water kept flowing down like a small waterfall. It turned out that I forgot to turn off the tap, and my mother looked at me helplessly. I can't help but bow my head in shame.
From this time on, I made up my mind to get rid of the bad habit of carelessness. I checked it over and over again during the exam on Friday. When I saw the test paper that didn't lose points because of carelessness, I was happier than I got 100.
Although my wish is very small, no matter how small it is, I can't wait, but I will try my best to realize it, change it step by step and become a better self!
A junior high school composition about wishes 600 words (article 4) wishes are like shining stars in the night sky, shaking my heart; Like that little fire, it warms me. I don't know when a small wish, a painting dream, was planted in my heart.
I vaguely remember that it was my first time to enter the art gallery. When I painted on the wall, the seed of this wish fell into my heart. That variety, different styles and vivid paintings made me feel the visual and spiritual shock for the first time; Let me truly feel "beauty" for the first time. I think painting is wonderful, and the emotion in painting can be naturally conveyed to the viewer. From that moment on, I fell in love with painting and wanted to paint.
Gradually, I grew up, my desire in my heart became more and more firm, and I took root in my heart. I work hard towards it, and it is also a kind of motivation, which makes me study steadily. I spend more and more time getting close to it, from the line drawing I just learned to the sketch now. I want to show the world with the brush in my hand, describe the feelings in my heart and outline the dribs and drabs of life. Sometimes, I will go to the art gallery to enjoy good works, look for inspiration in nature, read art magazines to improve my aesthetics, and of course, I like art classes. In that class, I tried my best to improve my painting.
I believe my dream will come true in the end. When I grow up, I want to use my brush to describe China's great mountains and rivers and various exotic customs. I want to paint the blue sea: the waves beat on the beach and seagulls go out with fishing boats. ; I want to draw a narrow path in the forest: the trees are lush, the flowers grow tenaciously in the cracks of the stones ... I want to draw people everywhere: they are simple, and they warmly entertain guests with rich food and wine.
I sat at my desk, opened the blank page of my notebook and wrote a new chapter: I want to draw a big world with small paintings. The desk lamp shines on my notebook, illuminating my dream.
There is an old willow tree in front of my house with forked branches. A group of old people often sit under a tree and chat and enjoy the cool. They have a sense of vicissitudes and talk about Sang Ma. In this leisurely time, occasionally one or two planes fly by, which makes people point, as if greeting the pilots warmly.
On such a day, I became familiar with the plane, which roared overhead. On that day, on my ninth birthday, I heard the roar of the plane and observed the goshawk crashing into the sky. I was inexplicably excited, and a wish was quietly planted in my heart, waiting for flowers to bloom.
This wish is that I want to fly, too. If possible, I will fly a plane in the future. The reason why my desire is so strong is that I have been stimulated a little. One day, I asked other students if they had ever flown, and finally found that everyone had flown except me, which made me a little depressed.
I bought a magazine about airplanes, and the knowledge in it opened my eyes. I am no longer obsessed with flying once. Because I see the important position of the plane in a country, it not only allows you to fly quickly from east to west and from south to north, but more importantly, it is also a symbol of air superiority. Whose plane is strong means that it can speak in the sky. Just after liberation, we only received dozens of planes. Seventeen planes are too few for the National Day military parade. The prime minister said, let's fly again. Now, the roaring goshawk is in the sky in Wan Li, sticking to the motherland. No wonder many people say, Premier, as you wish, we have been able to fly thousands of miles away.
Since then, my love for airplanes has gone beyond flying, but I think that if one day, on the territory of Wan Li, I can fly the most advanced airplane to defend my motherland, how proud it would be.
When I looked up at the whizzing plane, my heart became much calmer, because I believed that my wish for the plane would be as beautiful as the blueprint.