In ordinary study, work, and life, it is inevitable for everyone to come into contact with or use composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. So how is a general composition written? The following are 9 essays of 300 words for eighth grade that I have collected for you. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. 300-word composition for eighth grade Part 1

Fragrant flowers sometimes bloom and sometimes wither. ——Inscription

I sang the song of friendship, she was like a white flower in the bush, pure and flawless. A good friend is a flower that never withers, and the color of friendship never fades.

Sometimes I ask myself: What exactly are friends?

Friends are not always mentioned on the lips, but kept in the heart. Friends may not necessarily be reasonable, but they must be understanding and understanding. You don’t have to be inseparable, but you have to cherish each other. You don’t have to be in constant contact, but you must always keep it in your heart...

True friends know how to be grateful and reciprocate. Friends should give to each other, right? Request. People who can share the joys and sorrows with you, when you are in the most difficult time, when you need the most help, can take the initiative to speak for you, comfort you, do things for you, help you, and relieve you. trouble. Such a friend is a good friend worth cherishing in your life... A friend is a friend who reaches out to you on the road of life, especially when you are helpless.

Friends are a kind of forgiveness and tolerance. They never care about gains and losses, as long as they live well with each other. Friends are a kind of spiritual covenant. No matter whether we are happy or sad, we can always keep in touch with each other. A good friend is the wealth of a lifetime. Money cannot buy it. When you are lonely, you can always carry him with you like a dream and tell your heart...

The flower of friendship blooms, exuding bursts of alluring fragrance, soaking Entering the heart, it is like the smell of sunshine - fresh, quiet and warm. 300-word essay for eighth grade, Part 2

Is wealth just money? No, no, real wealth refers to the joy when you succeed, the tenacity when you encounter difficulties, and the responsibility when you are penniless.

When you exchange the fruits of success with your hard work; when you encounter difficulties in study and life and work hard; when you gain close friends with sincerity... In fact, each of us We are all rich, and we all have a lot of wealth. This wealth will allow us to go further and further on the road of life.

On the contrary, if you don’t cherish what you have, don’t have the courage to try in the face of difficulties, and don’t lend a helping hand in time when others encounter difficulties... then your wealth will be lost bit by bit.

The words "real wealth" may seem simple, but to keep this wealth, in addition to cherishing everything in your life, you must also have a perseverance to face difficulties. Heart.

There is a story about a businessman who became bankrupt and deeply in debt due to a loss-making transaction. Just when everyone who lent him money thought he would run away, he worked hard outside and finally paid off all the debts four years later.

The businessman in this story did not shirk his responsibilities when he was impoverished, so he gained a large fortune such as "integrity". I hope these words "real wealth" will stay in our hearts forever. It can only be obtained with hard work and hard work, and only with hard work can you get a harvest. Only by relying on your own efforts can you be rewarded and have the happiness of harvest. Eighth grade essay 300 words Part 3

I still remember when we lived in the old house, I was born in that house. I must have been about 2 or 3 years old. The bed at that time was soft and bouncy. I imitated the dancers on TV and jumped up and down on the bed, singing "ya ya" randomly. That's how I felt. My nickname is Yaya. Just as I was jumping and jumping, I accidentally stepped on my little quilt, and suddenly lost my center of gravity with a "boom" sound. When my mother ran over in a hurry, I had fallen down at the foot of the bed and hit a big sharp bump on my head. It hurt so much! I couldn't help but burst into tears.

However, I stopped crying after a while. I took two basins, filled them with water, and shampoo, ready to wash my hair. I followed the way my mother washed my hair. I first got some water, then put the shampoo on it, and then rubbed it around on my head. Huh? Why are there no bubbles? I thought I should flush it away, so I buried my whole head in the basin. After a while, my clothes and pants were all wet. Finally, my mother took me to the bathtub and washed them from beginning to end.

There are so many interesting things about my childhood. I hope to remember these beautiful memories forever. 300-word composition for eighth grade, Part 4

When night falls suddenly, you appear inadvertently. You are the fairy in the dark, bringing comfort to those who are afraid at night.

Coming from nine days away, you come in graceful steps, covered with a soft silver light, which is the light of beauty and wisdom. You blink your bright eyes and flash a charming smile. You always maintain a sense of poetry and a detached temperament.

Oh! Xing'er, when you wink at me, are you whispering to me? Do you want to tell me again that tomorrow will be a sunny day, a beautiful day, let us prepare a good mood to welcome the brighter sunshine tomorrow.

Oh! Xing'er, you bright star, you are so bright that you make everything around you eclipse, but you had to raise your head proudly to admire yourself, but gently lowered your eyes to peep at Jingjing mischievously. Quiet earth. Quietly and silently exuding a faint light.

I know that the reason why the moon is so charming is because of your embellishments, because of the stars that surround the moon. You are willing to be a foil and add a few touches of light to this endless black curtain. of clear light.

The stars are twinkling, emitting their own faint light. Eighth Grade Composition 300 Words Part 5

Early this morning, we rushed from the hotel to the Leshan Giant Buddha. Two and a half hours later, we finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. What he explained to us was that he had been studying and studying Buddhism for two years. Local tour guide. We climbed the mountain for another half an hour before reaching the head of Leshan Giant Buddha.

According to the tour guide’s introduction, I learned: Leshan Giant Buddha is also called Lingyun Buddha. At its feet is the confluence of the Dadu River, Minjiang River and Qingyi River. Since floods often occurred here in ancient times, the Leshan Giant Buddha was built with Came to deal with floods. Moreover, the Leshan Giant Buddha is the largest cliff-carved statue in China. Because we were short of time, we only looked at the Big Buddha from the observation deck above.

After that, the tour guide took us to see the reclining Buddha in the back mountain. The Reclining Buddha was discovered by people after a landslide. Since Buddhism emphasizes that everything should be left to chance, only the head and feet of the Reclining Buddha were exposed.

We also visited the Ten Thousand Buddhas Cave, where the main Buddha statues are: the Four Heavenly Kings, Medicine Buddha, Sakyamuni Buddha and Peacock King.

At the end of the day, the Leshan Giant Buddha left a deep impression on me. No wonder there is an ancient saying of "go up to Emei and go down to Lingyun". 300-word composition for eighth grade, Part 6

The natural world is like an artist, good at using clouds to express dreams that are both bright and dark. The clouds in the four seasons change rapidly and have various shapes.

The spring clouds pile up like balls of cotton. Sometimes they roll up like waves, like gentle waves on the sea, and sometimes they seem to be sweet. candy. Spring clouds are a kind of warmth, a kind of sweetness, and a kind of happiness.

In the summer after the rain, the clouds are hazy, and I don’t know whether the clouds are deep or shallow, or whether the clouds are thin or thick. filled the entire sky. Light and fluffy, like wisps of white smoke. Isn't this like coming to a dreamy paradise?

Autumn is here, the leaves have fallen, and the clouds have become fluttering, like the girl's flowing long hair, so silky and soft. The clouds are floating carefree, as brisk and straightforward as the autumn wind. The floating clouds gave me an uncontrollable feeling of ecstasy.

The winter clouds are as vast as the sea and as passionate as fire. These clouds move very slowly, sometimes mixed together, and then slowly dispersed, like a group of good friends talking and walking.

Clouds are as warm as spring, as dreamy as heaven; as straightforward as autumn wind, and as passionate as fire... Yun is an artist of nature. 300-word composition for eighth grade, Part 7

Spring in Guangzhou is nothing more than this, with so much rain, and the air is still filled with the feeling of birds chirping and the fragrance of flowers. But in Guangzhou, a unique southern city, not only its spring is so spring, but its strong human touch is also so "spring".

I still remember that it was a dark afternoon, and I was holding a test paper that was crumpled into shape. I looked at it, and the more I looked at it, the more angry I became, and the more I looked at it, the more annoyed I became. The sky also cooperated with several muffled thunders. I became angry and threw the test paper into the garden of the community. The worries seem to be relieved, but the big stone in my heart has not been let go. What to do after you get home? Wouldn't your parents ask? What about the autographs at night? Just as I was standing there confused, the test paper was suddenly brought back.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, making a "Crap" sound. A slight chill came from the soles of my feet. I saw a figure walking out, wearing an unknown school uniform and glasses. He should be a student several years above me. He walked over quietly, picked up the test paper that fell on the ground, unfolded it, and smoothed out its wrinkles. Bright red notes appeared on the test paper, as well as the extremely ironic score.

"Just because you failed in this exam, you want to give up your grades. You are giving up on yourself! What right do you have to give up? Are you worthy of your parents..." He He educated me endlessly and earnestly, but I was already ashamed. There was also light rain falling in the sky.

Since that time, no matter how my exam was, I will no longer hide from my grades. Eighth grade essay 300 words 8

Students, did you see that there? In the vast sea of ??people, that unruly back and messy hair proved his decadence. Look, look, he slowly turned around, slowly, slowly, turned around...

Ah! ah! The sky cried, there was a tsunami, there was an earthquake, and people all over the world were shocked! The rice noodles that the aunt in the cafeteria was carrying fell down. What sunshine, what harmony, what Chinese characteristics, what a good socialist young man.

Yes, this is me.

Look at me, look at me, keep looking at me.

The eyes that reveal the poet's artistic conception, the curved eyebrows like sickles, and the strong nose make people want to touch it. The lips of Weishi Cangjue have the temperament of the Frozen Wang Family. His tall and thin figure and straight and slender legs once made those girls with bad figures jealous and envious. The broad chest is flanked by broad and stiff shoulders, giving people an inexplicable sense of security. His words are extraordinary, his words are astonishing, and he has the demeanor of a philosopher.

Although he is usually silent, he retains his aggressive temperament and his uncontested face, which attracts the affection of many men and women. Meticulousness is my consistent style, and I am too careful to tolerate a grain of sand. I respect the old and love the young, be united and friendly, and be filial to my parents. That is definitely a good young man with fine Chinese traditions.

Me. Yes, this is me, a little narcissistic me. 300-word composition for eighth grade, Part 9

Today is a very unforgettable day for me - the opening ceremony of Baiyan Primary School was rated as a provincial first-level school. We are very happy.

In the second class in the afternoon, under the leadership of the head teacher, Mr. Zhou, we came to the playground to participate in the hanging ceremony. We sat on the ground and listened to the beautiful music. While waiting for the distinguished guest to arrive. After a while, the distinguished guests arrived, and the listing ceremony officially began.

First of all, everyone stood up to sing the national anthem and the school anthem. We sang out the wisdom and talents of the Chinese people with a loud voice, and also sang the new look of Baiyan Primary School with a lively voice. Next, we listened The leaders of Chancheng District and Education Bureau spoke. They told us that Baiyan Primary School ranked third in the provincial first-level school competition. They hope that we should not be proud and strive to become a national first-level school.

Finally is the moment we are looking forward to - the unveiling ceremony.

The principal invited several leaders to open the red cloth together. I counted down 10, 9, 8,...1. The leader gently pulled the red cloth with force, and a bright golden sign was revealed. They were all very happy.

Through this listing ceremony, we not only know that after ten years of hard work, we have become a provincial first-level school, which is hard-won. We must learn with the attitude of a provincial first-level school and reach a higher level.

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