Wow! Sure enough, there is a colorful and radiant star hanging in the sky! I saw it spinning for a while, changing color for a while, and then it seemed to stop, just like a neon light dancing, which dazzled me. "That must not be a star!" An idea suddenly flashed, "UFO, it must be UFO!" " "I cried out." How is it possible ... "Dad also has some doubts.
"Turn again!" After a while, many people gathered in the square. "What does that look like to you?" "This is not a real UFO, is it?" Everyone was chatting with great interest. "Come down! Come down! " At this time, the mysterious object seems a little tired and falls down bit by bit. "It's a kite!" Dad, who has been silent, spoke.
The mysterious object in the distance finally fell, and I rushed over, ah! What a big kite! It is three meters high and covered with small colored lights. So that's why it emits all kinds of light. "Ha ha ha ..." Laughter in the square. ...
I can't help but feel a little disappointed. This is really an interesting kite, which brings "great surprise"!
What does the composition of shining stars mean? Make it clear that others can help you. Why not copy the topic yourself and search it in Baidu?
Write a composition with the theme of "a shining moment" or "scenery along the way" Correction is your own originality!
Brilliant moment
In the rain, the moment flashed.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the fifth-grade study life will be over. Many things, dribs and drabs, such as shells on the beach and stars in the sky, are countless. Some fade away slowly, while others leave indelible marks in their hearts because of the touch of that moment, and ripples often ripple in their hearts. ...
I remember that it was a weekend, and my little sister Lili upstairs and I were playing hide-and-seek happily in a small garden not far from home. Playing and playing, the sky in Wan Li was originally clear and Wan Li, and in a blink of an eye, dark clouds were gathering, and the raindrops as big as beans fell down in a dense way, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs.
We hurried home hand in hand. I ran near the entrance of the community and found that the manhole cover of a well on the ground was not covered properly. I walked up and down quickly, but Lily hesitated and stopped at the well. The rain continued to flow along her little flower skirt.
I shouted at Lili: "Lili, go home quickly!" " It's raining too hard, you'll catch a cold! " .
Lily looked at me and squatted down. She brushed her hair on her face and said to me unhurriedly, "No, this manhole cover is not covered properly, and someone will fall." I remember my little brother who lives in the front building broke his leg like this. " She rolled up her sleeves and tried to move the manhole cover with her little hand.
I am very surprised. I can't believe Lily, who has always been quiet and timid, would do such a thing. In front of her, Lily is clearly clutching the dirty and heavy manhole cover with her thin little hands and moving hard again and again. With the sound of "Oops", I saw Lily's hands quickly shrink together, and a little blood flowed out from her fingers, then diluted by rain, and the red waterline swayed between her fingers and disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, I am extremely ashamed.
I quickly ran to the crowd, holding Lili's hand and staring at her with clear eyes, which merged into a powerful force. As we all know, the two of us should do something difficult together. ...
The heavy manhole cover seems to have surrendered to us, and we moved it back to its original place bit by bit, and our hearts were at ease.
Back upstairs, looking at colorful raincoats and cars coming and going outside through the glass window, we all smiled sweetly.
It's been a long time, and I will never forget it.
At that moment, I realized what is kindness and what is courage; I know what friends are and what unity is.
At that moment, I knew that there were many such big and small things in life. You have influenced me, and I have influenced him, making our spirit shine like crystal pearls and dressing our life better!
Please write a 700-word composition in those sunny days.
Like seventy-seven shining stars, time passes silently, from three to thirty days.
Yes, 30 days, and the calendar has been turned page by page unconsciously, and there are only 30 days before we separate our exams. The first meeting three years ago seemed within reach, and the separation after 30 days seemed distant.
When our faces finally come out of the green and tender, there are more complexities in our eyes that have been tossed and turned in countless exams and quizzes. My hair is getting longer, I can't wear the clothes in the closet, my friends come and go, and finally I'm alone. Think about what you like and what you lose, and you will be separated after 30 days. No matter how strange it looks, I will never be alienated. After all, there is an invisible line that connects us closely. We used to laugh at each other and hug and cry. This will become a dusty past, and we will quietly remember it somewhere in our hearts.
I remember that we all worked hard, for the future, for the class, and never slackened in our struggle. We are far ahead of others and hold our heads high proudly, but we are not slow. We are very active and often make teachers laugh and cry. Many strange nicknames have become a relief after a busy class. These joys are highlighted in every tacit eye. When teachers shake their heads and sigh at our noisy class, they never worry that our grades will fall behind others.
I remember we were United. Whenever someone is sad and crying, it will attract many people's attention and try their best to comfort them. When a teacher walks into the classroom after taking sick leave, he will get warm applause from his classmates. Having lost in the sports meeting, we seem to have lost the most important thing and can't help crying. Worried about every sick classmate, make an appointment to visit after school.
Those shining days are the most magnificent memories of my life. I will remember what we did together in this era. I used to be more than myself. I have you to accompany me through every day when flowers bloom or thorns grow. Although we are going to separate, I believe that we will leave eternal beauty in everyone's heart and shine in memory.
Now that we are walking alone in the crowd, I hope we can still keep the original simple beauty, remember those shining days, and pursue and embrace our dreams with those warm spring-like blessings.
What kind of star am I, though not the brightest one? Write a composition of 200 words. Childhood is colorful, there are many things: happy things, sad things, annoying things, stupid things ... it is like a little star shining in my mind. Drawing a beard for grandma is the brightest little star in my mind.
That was when I was very young. Mom and dad went to work that day, and only grandma was at home with me. Grandma was very tired, so she went to bed. Seeing her sleeping soundly, an idea came to my mind: draw a beard for grandma. Do as you say. I brought a writing brush and dyed it with ink. I walked over carefully and lay on the bed slowly. I was just about to draw a beard for my grandmother when she suddenly turned over and scared me to death. When grandma was quiet, I picked up the brush again. Grandma was much more obedient this time and didn't move. I drew a little on the lower left of grandma's nose, and grandma seemed to feel something on her face. Her nose and mouth moved slightly. I drew a little on the lower right of grandma's nose, and the moustache was finally finished. Grandma moved again and scared me out of bed and rolled to the ground.
After a while, grandma got up. I saw two thick beards on her kind face, like a comedian on TV. I can't help laughing to myself. Grandma inexplicably scolded: "Silly girl"! When my mother came back from work, she was surprised to see her grandmother. "Mom, why do you have a beard?" Grandma rushed into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. She flew into a rage and said, "Who did it?" I couldn't help laughing beside me. Grandma said, "See how I tidy up you."
This incident is my most unforgettable. Whenever my grandmother says I am a naughty child, I think of it and can't help laughing.
The teacher wants to write a composition on the topic of "the brightest star". I want to write about Jing M.Guo, please help me ~ thanks. . . . . . . . . . . . You can write about his experiences, his difficulties and finally his achievements!
Where did the shining light of the stars come from and when did the stars fall? Most stars glow by themselves.
They are much bigger than the sun, but they are far away from us.
The falling stars are meteors. At best, they are just small stones. Because of their high speed, they rub the air and glow, so you can see them.
Little me, shining on me, writing a composition. I want it, too.
According to the appearance, write the following words: star, shining star, shining star, dog, good dog, good dog at home.
Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit, lovely rabbit, lovely rabbit is in the cage.
Among the people around me, my best friend is my neighbor-Zhuang Zhuang. 13 years old, known as "Zhi Duo Xing", is in Class 3, Grade 6, County Street Primary School. Strong and long, black and fat, bright eyes, shining with wisdom. To ask why my best friend is this ugly child, let's start from last summer.
Last summer, a dumb grandmother and her son moved into this building. The whole building cares about her. One day, the dumb grandmother's son was going on a business trip for a week, but he was not at ease, because the biggest problem of the dumb grandmother was that he could not hear the sound. Even if she blew up the door, she couldn't hear anyone coming home, so she delayed a lot of things. Just then, Zhuang Zhuang stood up and said, "Nothing, you don't have to worry, I'll help you solve it."
Zhuang Zhuang used many methods, but all failed. Being strong is to see in your eyes and be anxious in your heart. How do deaf people know that someone is knocking at the door? Zhuang Zhuang no longer watches TV, plays football, and even thinks about it when eating and sleeping. He turned over books and experiments and finally came up with a good idea.
Zhuang Zhuang bought a balloon, found a steel wire sleeve and a white thread. He fixed the steel wire cover on the door cover, with one end of the white wire tied to the balloon and the other end stuck in the steel wire cover. Just pull the white line and the balloon will shake. In order to let grandma see it all the time, Zhuang Zhuang put a balloon in every room of grandma's house. The dumb grandma knew someone was coming as soon as she saw the balloon moving. A few days later, grandpa came back and was about to open the door when he found that the door said "Please pull the string when knocking". He pulled the white line curiously, and suddenly the door opened, which was opened by an old woman. Uncle walked into the room and wrote a line on the paper: Mom, how did you know I was back? Grandma wrote a line: it is the strong upstairs. As soon as you pull it, the balloon in the room moves. I know someone is coming.
Strong, good at thinking, like learning, diligence, like reading, has been praised by everyone. The number of "Zhi Duo Xing" gradually spread in the community. This is why we become good friends.
I wish my best friend is a strong and bright "star of wisdom", shining forever.