1. The topic is "The person who has the deepest influence on me". Whoever writes my composition will give you the following article: 1. The person who influenced me the most, "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a treasure …", a song that I often sang when I was a child, can still be sung today. My mother and her great influence on me, like this song, will always be cherished in the deepest part of my memory. I didn't know what maternal love was when I was a child. I always feel that everything in the world has been arranged, just waiting for my birth. So, I "naturally" enjoyed everything my mother gave me and lived a carefree life. My mother seems to be an omnipotent angel in my eyes. She gives me whatever I want and I accept whatever she gives me. One day when I was 4 years old, I went to my mother's office to play after school from kindergarten. I see the electronic organ in the corner. I didn't know what it was, and I was curious, so I pressed a key. A clear voice came out and stuck in my ear for a long time. I was so happy that I called my mother after class and asked her what it was. She said to me, "Son, this is an electronic organ, and the music played is very nice." So she sat down and asked me, "What song do you want to listen to?" Without thinking, I said, "Erhu." Mom played there and I sang there, which formed a harmonious and warm picture. Since then, I have been deeply fascinated by the electronic organ, and the music played by my mother has changed from yesterday's ode to joy to today's jasmine. Day after day, year after year, I never get tired of it. Under the influence of my mother, I gradually like music. My mother also found that I have a good sense of music, and my pitch and rhythm are relatively stable. My mother began to cultivate me consciously. Since there were no training courses in this field in rural areas, at the age of 7, my mother asked me to learn to play the harmonica. When I was 9 years old, there was a training class in the countryside. I signed up to learn erhu, because I thought it was amazing that erhu could play such wonderful music with only two strings. At the same time, my mother also said that she knows a little erhu and can tutor me in the primary stage. Since then, no matter how busy my mother is, she insists on practicing erhu with me for an hour every night and learning erhu with me every Saturday. Especially after one semester, the training course was not held. My mother insists on sending me to Rugao to learn erhu every Saturday. Because of my interest and erhu as the foundation, at the age of 10, I took the initiative to sign up to learn Hulusi. Now, Erhu has learned Grade 8, and Hulusi has learned Grade 10. I know my interest in music and some achievements in music, and even I can persist in studying now because I have the strong backing of my mother. Now my mother and I are still insisting, but every time I see her bloodshot eyes, dense wrinkles on her face and white hair on her head, I feel a deep sense of guilt. I know this is caused by her beloved son. How many mothers in the world don't love their children? Then, how many well-meaning parents can understand the children all over the world? At this point, I can proudly say, "I see!" " "I often have tears in my eyes. I said to my mother," Mom, I have grown up. I am really sorry to make you so hard. "Didn't you see that in the red sunset, I often hold my mother's hand and walk silently on my way home? ..... Mom, I can't thank you enough. You planted the seeds of art in my heart, and let me know how great maternal love is! 2. The word "mother", the person who has the greatest influence on me, always haunts many children, full of infinite warmth and expectation, while my mother stays in my memory forever, or lingers in my dreams ... Since I entered junior high school, the person who has the greatest influence on me is my mother, who taught me how to accept sadness and loss, and she made me understand vaguely ... My mother suddenly ran away from home, and my father and I tried our best to find her, but there was no news from then on, leaving only me and my father who just learned to walk. I always thought that my mother was just playing hide-and-seek with me and would go home soon, so every day I either sat on the threshold and looked at the crowd in front of me, fearing that my mother could not find the way home or faced the sunset. Waiting, disappointment again and again, expectation again and again, loss again and again, I know in my heart that my mother will never come back. Year after year, winter passed and spring came. When I grew up, I began to doubt my grandma and dad. What they told me was all negative news. Did they make it up? Did they force mom to run away from home? My mother is from Guizhou. How can I live in a strange place? Sometimes I even hate myself for not knowing why my mother left. If I knew I would stop her, I would ... Of course, all this is impossible. My heart is crying, my heart is bleeding. When I entered junior high school with great enthusiasm, my head teacher was a young and quiet teacher. She told me that many stars in the sky are the eyes of the sky. Meeting the right person will bring him blessings and surprises. So, every night, I look at the sky quietly, hoping to be the one who is destined to be. Everything seems impossible, but, somehow, "everything is possible again." "That Sunday, I was doing my homework at home. Uncle menstruation hurried over and said," Lili, your mother called. She asked you to answer the phone! " "I was shocked and my heart thumped. I've always wanted to prove my ideas and untie my heart. Why can't I take a step under my feet? "son! Why doesn't mom answer the phone? If you don't pick up, your mother will hang up! " My aunt urged anxiously. I didn't think much, and quickly followed my aunt out of the house. As soon as I entered the door, I picked up the receiver trembling. I can hardly hold it. A middle-aged woman's voice came from the receiver: "Is it Lily?" I am a mother! "The voice is strange but so kind and pleasant, so close to the voice I vaguely remember, but the accent is a little heavy. When I called "Hello", a voice came from my heart: She has been indifferent to you for so many years, why do you call her! As a result, the kind words stored in my heart for nearly ten years were forced to swallow. 2. Write a 500-word composition on the theme of "the person who has the deepest influence on you". Everyone has a person who has the deepest influence on himself in his life. Speaking of me. . That man is-Chen Yi. Rola Chen is my best friend. She has a white oval face with round and bright eyes embedded in it. There is a tall nose under her eyes and a red mouth under her nose. I think she looks like a fish in a pond. She is ashamed of flowers and has fine features. The voice-over said: (Is it so beautiful? So it's not a fairy? Besides, great beauties like The Story Of Diu Sim and Shi in the world have long been extinct like dinosaurs! ) ouch! Who threw the eggs? "Hungry" Oh, my God! Why are there tomatoes? Rola Chen is not only good-looking, but also very environmentally conscious! I remember last Tuesday, it happened that Rola Chen was on duty in our class. In the second class, I threw a piece of candy paper on the ground and thought, "Anyway, today is my best friend on duty, and she will definitely not lose face!" " "Unexpectedly, Chen Yi said to me seriously after seeing it:" Wei Qiulin, please pick up the paper on the ground. " "ah! Dude. Do you need to be so serious? Don't you have to go to so much trouble to turn a blind eye? " I patted Chen Yi on the shoulder and said that Chen Yi's face changed greatly: "How can you say that? The teacher asked us to be on duty because he trusted us. We can't cheat the teacher, can we? Besides, the teacher really trusts us. Do you regret lying to the teacher? " She said loudly, and the eyes of the whole class immediately turned to me, and my face turned red with embarrassment. "good! Chen Yi! Thank me for being good to you! I can't believe you let me find the steps today! You just like watching me make a fool of myself, don't you? All right! You got what you wanted! Are you happy? " I yelled at Chen Yi, picked up the paper and threw it into the trash can. Then, I turned away angrily. That morning, because of this matter, I never said a word to Chen Yi again. After school, I packed my things and prepared to go home. Unexpectedly, this time Chen Yi came running. "Qiu-lin wei, don't take it to heart just now, ok? I didn't mean to embarrass you. .. ""Hum! Also said no! I think it is obviously intentional! " I said with a sneer. Chen Yi lowered his head, bit his lip and said sadly, "I just hope you can understand that I have my own difficulties. If the teacher didn't choose me as the duty student, I would never do this to you. However, if the teacher chooses me, I can't live up to the teacher's expectations! " Chen Yi said, "Jin Doudou" fell. When I saw it, I was at a loss and said, "Hey, don't cry! I just want to be angry with you, in fact, I have forgiven you! " Hearing this, Chen Yi said happily, "Really? I am so happy! " We both laughed at this. After that, I stopped littering, and my feelings with Rola Chen deepened, which made me very happy! I am very happy, too! I don't know when I have been rejecting my mother's discipline and hating her for not understanding me. On the contrary, I love my father, who always makes me feel the warmth of understanding. My mother, on the other hand, always restricts my actions in her unique way and plans my life with her wishful thinking. I hate being manipulated because of my unruly nature. So the contradiction becomes more and more intense in the increasingly collision. When I am crazy, sometimes I even forget the "respect" I should have for my mother. Contradiction is contradiction, and life goes on as usual. Because of my poor English, my mother helped me find a tutor after class. Although very reluctant, I reluctantly accepted it in order to improve my grades. That night, I went to my English teacher's house to make up lessons and didn't leave until after nine o'clock. When I went downstairs, the cold wind blew violently through the guardrail of the corridor. I couldn't help but tighten my neck and "thump" downstairs against the cold wind. Just out of the security door, suddenly looked up and a figure came into view. It's my mother! I clearly recognized that it was my mother by the dim street lamp. She leaned against the car, hunched her back, turned her back on me, covered her mouth with her hands and breathed straight, perhaps to get more warmth. She looked up at the lights from time to time, but the cold wind was inhuman and she was still fearless. At that time, I forgot the cold on my body, the darkness of the night, and everything. My brain has only my mother! Only mother waited shivering in the cold wind! Suddenly, my mother turned around and saw me standing in the same place, pushing the car over. Her figure is getting closer and closer, and finally her shadow hangs over me. I was at a loss and asked insincerely, "What are you doing here?" Mother took out a windbreaker from the basket and said with a smile, "I was afraid you would be cold, so I brought a dress." Take you home. "After taking the clothes, I touched her cold and stiff fingers and asked," Why don't you come to my teacher's house? " "Because I'm afraid it will affect your study!" She spoke so naturally that I was speechless at once. My mother waited in the cold wind for a long time for fear of affecting me! I had a cold war with my mother for a long time and didn't know how to communicate with her. At that time, I didn't know how to express the various tastes that suddenly surged in my heart. I just put on my clothes and walked home slowly with her. The light cast by the orange street lamp is so warm. I feel guilty at the thought of quarreling again and again and her injured eyes. She's my mother! I was busy "defending" my "independent right", but I neglected that she was the most important person in my life before! She is my dearest person in this world! The wind is still whistling, but I don't feel the slightest chill. It is my mother's love that dispels the darkness of night and the cold of wind for me. I know she will be by my side no matter what time! Just like that windbreaker, it brings me warmth and hope! Qq. If you ask me who impressed me the most, I will definitely say my mother. My mother, with big watery eyes and a pair of shallow dimples on her flawless face, is optimistic and optimistic, with beautiful flowers on her face from time to time. I remember one night it was raining cats and dogs. The weather is unpredictable and I have a high fever. My mother took me to see a doctor far away. After the doctor gave me an injection, my mother stayed with me late. My temperature finally dropped, and my mother was relieved. My mother's meticulous care and love made me feel the greatness of maternal love. I remember one time, my father was on a business trip and my mother was ill, but she didn't tell me. She also made me breakfast, but I only ate a little. I found that my mother didn't cook in the kitchen as usual. Where did my mother go? I thought and walked into my mother's bedroom. I saw my mother lying in bed weakly, and tears flowed out instantly. I hurried to touch my mother's forehead, only to find that her forehead looked like boiling water. I knew my mother had a fever, so I called the doctor. After the doctor came, I took my mother's temperature first. Oh, my God. I held my mother's hand nervously at 38 degrees, fearing that she would leave me. At this time, the doctor said, "pour your mother a cup of boiling water, it's nothing serious, let your mother take some antipyretic." I hesitated, and then I poured water. After that, I stayed by my mother's bed and took care of her like she took care of me. I thought to myself, "Mom, my heart seems to have been pricked by a needle." The person who has the greatest influence on you and the teacher who has the greatest influence on me, I walk home with heavy and stiff steps. But I will never forget the scene, as vivid as a movie. Tears in the eye frame can't help rushing out of the frame. Come to the art class to learn painting as usual today. Teacher, you sent each of us an oil painting book with a beautiful stamp on the cover. Everyone is attracted by this stamp. Suddenly I thought of the stamp album in my schoolbag. My stamps are more beautiful than those painted in the book. So, I quietly took it out and read it with relish. The more I watched it, the more fascinated I became. It was not until the classmate next to me touched me that I reflected and looked up. I was frightened to see your teacher staring at me with fierce eyes. I look at you with pleading eyes. Even so, you took the stamp album away! My heart trembled violently when you took away my beloved stamp album. Teacher, you don't know that I saved all my breakfast money to buy these stamps, so my mother scolded me; For these stamps, I go up and down the seventh floor almost every day, tirelessly delivering letters to my parents and colleagues. It often takes a lot of effort to buy me a satisfactory stamp! Although it's not an expensive stamp, I bought it with my own efforts. I didn't dare to look you in the eye at that time, but I couldn't help shouting, "Give me back the stamp." . To my surprise, this sentence angered the teacher and killed my beloved stamp. You tore off my stamps one by one in front of me and the whole class. You know what, teacher? What you tore was not a stamp, but my tender heart! I reached the extreme. After class, you asked me to draw five difficult sketches. Do you know that every time you tear my stamp, my heart vibrates? Looking at the debris on the ground, I was so sad and desperate that when I handed in this so-called homework, I only wrote four big words on those five pieces of paper: Give me back my stamp! I really didn't expect you to be so ruthless. Teacher, you will never forget me, which has the deepest influence on me. 6. Junior high school composition: Write a person who has the greatest influence on you. Please see if this will help you ~ Then let's get down to business ~No. 1 I have made many good friends since I was a child. But there was only one person who impressed me the most, and my association with her also had a great influence on me. She, a person who helped me when I was killed, an ordinary-looking person, an excellent student, and another … she is Long Wenjing. Thin and tall figure, although the skin is relatively dark, but this makes a pair of watery big eyes more dazzling, a black and shiny hair neatly tied, a red and moist mouth. It gives people a refreshing feeling at first sight. I studied and played with her for three years. From these three years, I found many "bright spots" in her. I still remember one day, the sun moxibustion baked the earth, and we went to physical education class. The whole class is running, and she and I are running on the same line. Running and running, I feel dizzy, and the sweat on my forehead drops down. So I instinctively put my hand on her shoulder. Then she noticed something, too, and stopped at once. Look at me. "What's the matter?" "Oh. I feel uncomfortable to fall. " She looked at the sweat on my forehead and said, "You seem to have heatstroke. Come on, I'll help you to the tree! " In this way, my body depends on her thin body. When she finally helped me under the tree, she was sweating all over. I sat under the tree and she squatted down. Wipe the sweat off my forehead with my sleeve. The other hand held my cheat. I suddenly feel much better. Gradually began to wake up. "Luo, better? Do you want to drink water? " "hmm." Only then did I find that her eyes were full of anxiety. "I'll pour it for you!" "Good ..." At this moment, I found tears of disappointment falling down. On this day, I was really touched. Touched a friend's concern for me. From then on, the two of us helped each other in study and life. It was also from this day that I learned what friendship is. In fact, there are many things shining on her. Her spirit of loving learning has the greatest influence on me. In class, after class, she will pick up a book and open it attentively, and her expression will change with the plot in the book. In comedy, she will raise her eyebrows and bend her mouth. Laugh happily. In tragedy, she will frown and shrug. It looks like crying. It was not until class that she reluctantly put down her book. No matter where I go to play with her after class, she will never forget to bring a book and put it in her small backpack. As soon as she is free, she will take out her books. At this time, she has neglected the surrounding conditions. Looks very focused. Indeed, I really admire her love of learning. I appreciate it, too. I have been in touch with her for a long time. Sometimes she reads, and I can't help reading. In this way, now I have developed a good habit of reading. With her, I really learned a lot. Something about her may have changed my life. Now, my extracurricular knowledge is getting richer and richer, and my popularity is getting better and better! Thanks to her-XXX. No.2 has entered the threshold of xx years for more than 20 days. Looking back on XX years, I feel very clear, but I found that there was nothing special left, just him and XX, which made me feel very moved when I saw him. The first time I saw xx, it should be about six months ago. At that time, my nest was still in Sohu. I remember writing Real Angels. Looking back now, it's true, it's true, XX-it's really an angel who stayed on earth. That time, it was "Come on! That was the first time I saw Xiao Bo in the finals of My Hero. It was a coincidence to see him on the turntable by chance. At that time, I didn't know how he was different from us. At that time, I just deeply felt that his eyes were really clear. I was deeply moved to see him perform You Are Eyes in sign language. At this time, I didn't know Xiao Bo until I heard the introduction of chenchen's sister. Because of an accident when he was one year old, he lost his hearing and could not speak. My eyes were wet then. I think there is sympathy and pity in it. However, everything that followed proved me wrong. Because I found that his spirit was too strong, I was not qualified to sympathize with him at all. Because when I find out that a person with physical defects is stronger than all of us, he is not a weak person in life, on the contrary, he is a strong person in life, and he is the object that I, even we, should learn from. God makes people unable to speak, but his eyes can speak; Nature played a trick so that his ears could not hear, but his heart could hear. I don't know what God is joking about. I only know that in the face of fate's teasing, Xiaobo didn't give in, but lived stronger and more lively. This is a shock to life. He taught me not to complain about God's injustice, because it was all in vain. What we can and should do is how to overcome the difficulties and setbacks in life through our own efforts, and how to learn to stand up and start a new life after falling. Those who complain there every day should have a rest, aren't they tired? It can be said that it is because of Xiao Bo, although "Come on! The game after My Hero was a bit unpleasant and ridiculous. I still saw the ending. Seeing the smile on his face as usual made everything feel relieved. Every time I see Xiao Bo on the stage, I can be moved by the surprises he brings again and again. I want to say that every time I meet something unhappy and not smooth, as long as I see Xiao Bo's eyes, it seems to tell me that vanity is behind all vanity, and there is no need to be persistent. Recently, I saw Xiao Bo on the stage of my hero concert in Suzhou. It's been a long time, but I can easily find him in a group of people. Always so quiet, so gentleman, one look can make people's impetuous emotions swept away and forget their troubles. Perhaps, many people are moved, but not so many people are moved. I think Xiao Bo can move me for a long time. 7. The person whose composition has the deepest influence on you 800 words The person who has the deepest influence on me Eighth grade | 500 words Narrative that year, I was in the second grade. That year, a new boy came to our class. He studies very well and is the first in his class. He was introduced by an old classmate. When the new semester begins, the teacher will change the desks. He became my inclined front desk. He is lively and cheerful. Class is over, we are crazy and noisy together. In class, he helps me with my study. I hope I can get into high school. When I get distracted and mess with them in class, he will come back to me. I majored in subjects, so he helped me with my lessons in his spare time. Before every exam, he will set a score line that I must exceed. If I don't, he will ignore me. Whenever my grades improve, he will be very happy. But every time, he won't praise me, because he knows that I can't stand praise and get proud easily. Actually, he's very happy. He will only encourage me to keep improving. Whenever my grades drop, he will yell at me angrily, and when his anger subsides, he will patiently help me with my lessons. He is the best person to me in school, unlike some people who only flatter me. How many people are happier than you when you are happy? When you are sad, he is more sad than you. In this world, who can do this except parents? How many people can there be like him Therefore, for him, for my parents, and for myself, I must work hard and get into high school. I can't let the person who loves me down, let alone let his efforts go to waste. In this life, meeting him is my greatest happiness Change your destiny with knowledge and create a wonderful life path with learning! I won't let my future self spend it in regret, so I must study harder. In the teacher's words, "study hard now, in order to play better in the future." The next day: Li Shuyue Source: Composition Network. 8. I have made many good friends since the composition of the person who has the greatest influence on me grew up. But there was only one person who impressed me the most, and my association with her also had a great influence on me. She, a person who helped me when I was killed, an ordinary-looking person, an excellent student, and another … she is Long Wenjing. Thin and tall figure, although the skin is relatively dark, but this makes a pair of watery big eyes more dazzling, a black and shiny hair neatly tied, a red and moist mouth. It gives people a refreshing feeling at first sight. I studied and played with her for three years. From these three years, I found many "bright spots" in her. I still remember one day, the sun moxibustion baked the earth, and we went to physical education class. The whole class is running, and she and I are running on the same line. Running and running, I feel dizzy, and the sweat on my forehead drops down. So I instinctively put my hand on her shoulder. Then she noticed something, too, and stopped at once. Look at me. "What's the matter?" "Oh. I feel uncomfortable to fall. " She looked at the sweat on my forehead and said, "You seem to have heatstroke. Come on, I'll help you to the tree! " In this way, my body depends on her thin body. When she finally helped me under the tree, she was sweating all over. I sat under the tree and she squatted down. Wipe the sweat off my forehead with my sleeve. The other hand held my cheat. I suddenly feel much better. Gradually began to wake up. "You, better? Do you want to drink water? " "hmm." Only then did I find that her eyes were full of anxiety. "I'll pour it for you!" "Good ..." At this moment, I found tears of disappointment falling down. On this day, I was really touched. Touched a friend's concern for me. From then on, the two of us helped each other in study and life. It was also from this day that I learned what friendship is. In fact, there are many things shining on her. Her spirit of loving learning has the greatest influence on me. In class, after class, she will pick up a book and open it attentively, and her expression will change with the plot in the book. In comedy, she will raise her eyebrows and bend her mouth. Laugh happily. In tragedy, she will frown and shrug. It looks like crying. It was not until class that she reluctantly put down her book. No matter where I go to play with her after class, she will never forget to bring a book and put it in her small backpack. As soon as she is free, she will take out her books. At this time, she has neglected the surrounding conditions. Looks very focused. Indeed, I really admire her love of learning. I appreciate it, too. I have been in touch with her for a long time. Sometimes she reads, and I can't help reading. In this way, now I have developed a good habit of reading. With her, I really learned a lot. Something about her may have changed my life. Now, my extracurricular knowledge is getting richer and richer, and my popularity is getting better and better! Thanks to her.