In our ordinary daily life, everyone has the experience of writing compositions, and we are very familiar with compositions. Compositions are verbal activities in which people express their feelings in written form. So the question is, how to write an excellent essay? Below is a composition about the sky that I compiled for everyone. It is for reference only. I hope it can help everyone. Composition of the Sky 1
Time keeps passing by, and in the blink of an eye, the morning turns to the evening sun. The sun gradually disappeared from our sight, and we looked around at the bright lights. The moon gradually moved out of the deep blue sky.
Because of the changes of the times, the roads in the past were all pitch black, but now there are no lights anywhere. Although the sun has passed away quietly, the bustling city has not stopped being noisy, and the horns of cars are honking. The sound of the crowd, the shouts on the roadside, and the dancing of the square aunts all merged into the noise.
Look up at the night sky. Although there are not many stars, there are always a few bright stars twinkling. In costume dramas, it is said that the brightest stars are our departed relatives. I think that's a bit too pessimistic. I always feel that they are the moon's closest friends, don't they? No matter when, they always accompany the moon, always guard the moon, because they are afraid of the moon being lonely, afraid of the moon being lonely. No matter it is sunny or rainy, they still guard the moon. Sometimes the stars, set against the backdrop of the moon, add a more beautiful feel to the night sky. They are so enviable!
The moon is also like a naughty child, sometimes happy and sometimes sad. The moon may have been playing hide and seek with them yesterday! Who doesn't want to have friends who are like stars? They have always protected her for thousands of years and never gave up. If they could fall from the sky and become humans to protect those who need to be protected, let us also experience the joy of being protected! Composition of the Sky 2
xx, xx, month xx, Sunday x Weather: x
This afternoon, I slept in the hammock on the balcony and observed the clouds.
I saw very few clouds in the sky, so most of the sky was blue. I gradually noticed a cloud. That cloud changed unpredictably. One moment it turned into a hunter with a bow and arrow, and another moment it turned into a broad leaf. In this way, the cloud would turn into something every time it stayed for a minute or two. , however, slowly disappeared, leaving me looking east and west. There were already very few clouds in the sky, but this cloud suddenly disappeared, making the sky even more sparse.
Later, the small portion of clouds remaining in the sky combined to form a large cloud. Then, such a large cloud was divided into two. At this time, there were gradually more clouds in the sky, and it was no longer the "few and empty" one before. After there were more clouds, the clouds changed more and more. Each cloud had different changes, and I could also see it. More "paintings", I'm so happy! Now the changing time of each cloud has slowed down, from the previous "unpredictable" to the realm of "all kinds of strange things" (Actually, the meanings of "unpredictable" and "all kinds of strange things" are basically the same, I just think that this realm is "all kinds of strange things") be a little higher). I think the saying "a nation can thrive through difficulties" is right, because the remaining clouds in the sky are like a country that is about to be conquered. These clouds gather together, just like the military and civilian forces gather together to restore the country. Powerful. Finally, there were more clouds in the sky, just like that country had beaten away all its enemies. Therefore, unity is strength. Composition 3 of the sky
It is always so blue and translucent, like a sapphire washed with clear water.
The sky is so mesmerizingly blue that it draws your gaze tightly and makes you unable to bear to look away.
The sky is always clear. The nearby mountains, houses and gardens are all immersed in windless tranquility and bright sunshine. The cloudless light blue sky shrouded the earth like a ceiling. Thousands of twinkling light spots and shiny crystals moved uncertainly in the sky.
The sky is like a very smooth sapphire, and like a finely woven blue satin. It seems that it is very close to you, and you can touch it with just a raise of your hand; it also seems like It's far away from you, and you can't get close to it. The blue sky is set against the snow-white clouds, which is really beautiful.
The sky is extremely bright blue, with only a few gauze-like light clouds, just like a young girl wearing a gorgeous blue summer dress, but with a very thin band around her neck. Thin white gauze scarf, I have never seen such a beautiful sky!
A piece of transparent blue sky is like a silk handkerchief. There are some fine and white clouds in the blue sky, like flowers embroidered on the gauze scarf.
The scenery below is indeed beautiful, but what is even more beautiful is in the sky: what impressed me most was the clarity and depth of the sky, and the clear and transparent air. The fresh, light air swayed and rolled quietly like waves, as if it felt freer at high altitudes.
The cloudless sky was originally light blue, like clear water. Now the blue color is gradually getting heavier, getting bluer and thicker, like the sea water is deepening layer by layer. Composition on the Sky 4
I have liked watching stars since I was a child. Whenever I see stars, my heart becomes very bright and I can forget some worries.
The first time I looked at the stars was one night when I was 6 years old. At that time, I looked at the stars with my mother. At that time, I didn’t know they were stars, so I asked my mother what they were. What, my mother told me, those are stars. Since then I have become very curious about Twinkle Stars.
One night, I was sitting in the yard of my house, admiring the starry sky. It got dark so fast. After sitting there for a while, it got dark. But it's not dark yet. There are more stars, not shining with golden light, but with silver light.
Some stars are as big as diamonds, sparkling, they tempt you, you want to catch them, but you can’t, they seem to be embedded there. Some are small and fine, like broken diamond powder, scattered in the dark night sky, mixed in the stars, everywhere. The starry sky is like a yarn, dotted with diamonds, this yarn has a scattering effect. Apply diamond powder and spread it on the sky. Everything will be prosperous and rich. Who can afford this piece of yarn! It is extremely precious and no one can afford it, so he shows great kindness and lets everyone have it and appreciate it. It does not belong to you or me, it belongs to everyone. Maybe he is afraid that someone will be greedy, so he puts it high in the sky.
The stars are so wonderful! Composition 5 of the Sky
Today is a good weather. I went to the park to play with my parents.
We went downstairs. The sky was blue and the clouds were white, very beautiful. I stopped involuntarily. Suddenly a silver-white river appeared in the sky, and there were a group of running horses beside the river. I watched in surprise. As I watched, the group of white horses gradually disappeared.
Then, I saw several tigers fighting in the sky. One tiger opened its mouth very angrily and was about to bite another tiger, and the other tiger was about to scratch that tiger with its claws. There seemed to be a few little tigers playing games in the back. When I looked back, those tigers had disappeared without a trace.
After a while, some little birds came. Those little birds were so cute. They flew here and there. There was a lark standing motionless in the sky, like a wooden bird. Another group of birds came from behind, and the sky was very lively! After playing for a while, the birds seemed to be leaving. How I don’t want the little bird to leave! I was very anxious, but the bird didn't listen to me and flew away slowly. The little bird flew away, what a cute little bird! Why not stay a little longer?
Finally, little flowers appeared in the sky. Those flowers were so beautiful! One here, one there, the sky is full of flowers, and the sky becomes a big garden. Flowers are dancing in the sky, like beautiful flower fairies!
I didn’t expect the sky to be so beautiful, and the clouds to be so changeable. One moment it would be this shape, another moment it would be that shape, and then it would continue to change...
The sky is really beautiful Magical and beautiful! I was fascinated, I felt like I was one with the sky. "Hanghang, what are you doing? Let's go quickly." My mother woke me up from my state of fascination. How I wish I could just look at this beautiful and magical sky quietly for a while! Composition of the Sky 6
From Wu Xia Amen to General Lu Meng
Why do you want to be a minister, and treat the classics as a doctor! But when you dabble, you can see the past. After Sun Quan's words ended, Lu Meng's transformation began.
The first unit of Chinese language in the first year of junior high school showed us many different characters, including Deng Jiaxian, the father of two bombs, the revolutionary Wen Yiduo, and the national champion Lu Xun, but my favorite person is... Historical figure Lu Meng.
The reason why I like Lu Meng is very simple, because he has the qualities of being quick to correct mistakes and being quick to learn.
At the beginning, Lu Meng was just a brave general at best. He didn’t know many characters, so he didn’t study. It wasn’t a big mistake. But when Sun Quan asked him to dabble in it, When asked by Gian Shi Er, he started to carry out the task without hesitation. Although there is only one sentence in the original text that Meng Naishi studied at the beginning, it can be seen from this sentence that Lü Meng's quality and execution ability were corrected when he knew his mistakes. At this time, Lü Meng had already formed a cocoon.
When Lu Su passed through Xunyang and discussed with Meng, he was shocked and said: "Your current talents are not as good as returning to Wu and Amen!" 'The twenty-four characters reflect the great changes of Lü Meng from the side. At this time, Lü Meng has emerged from his cocoon and become a butterfly. He has advanced from the original Amen of Wu to the current general Lü Meng. This can also reflect Lü Meng's Agile and eager to learn, from a martial artist to one who surprised Lu Su, this progress is not trivial. No wonder Lu Meng later became the governor-general.
Lü Meng’s qualities are worth learning from, and I should also change my bad study habits and work hard to break out of my cocoon and become a butterfly. Composition of the Sky 7
In the evening, I am standing on the empty and quiet lawn, looking at the stars in the summer sky, smelling the fragrance of wild flowers slowly brought by the evening breeze, and listening to the chirping of insects. The sound made me shout loudly to the sky, "I am sixteen years old." The shouts reached Hongyu and resounded throughout the sky.
Sixteen years old, this is the beautiful and flowery season of adolescence. At this time, we will not cuddle up in grandma's arms and listen to the fairy tale of Midsummer Night as she recounts it, nor will we cry sadly because the little white rabbit was eaten by the big bad wolf, because at this time we - Already sixteen years old.
Under the sixteen-year-old sky, there are more of us on the basketball court. In class, we are no longer dumbfounded, but argue with the teacher over a problem. In the sixteen-year-old sky, everything is arranged so orderly, and we are maturing and making progress.
Under the sky of sixteen, we will face the first turning point in our lives, and one month later we will face the extraordinary challenge of the high school entrance examination in this extraordinary period. In order to realize our ideals, we have less words in the classroom, but more hard work. We know that only by seizing the little time left and working hard can miracles reach infinite leaps.
After walking for a long time, looking back, I suddenly realized that everything that emerged during this period seemed so precious and worthy of being cherished:
Traveling In the sixteen-year-old sky, here, we have dreams, passion, and ambitions. It gives us wings and allows us to fly higher.
Collecting the sixteen-year-old sky is like collecting a clear stream, carrying us quietly into the distance. Composition 8 about the sky
Friend, have you ever thought about how long it has been since you saw the sky? Have you ever thought about how long it has been since you put down the work at hand to relax?
Looking back on my junior high school career, I was very busy and never rested. I also hadn’t looked at the sky for a long time. After I entered the second grade of junior high school, I couldn't imagine how busy I could be every day. Homework and review took up my time every day, and my entertainment time was relatively reduced. After school, I have tutoring. When I got home, it was already past 7pm.
On Saturday, I still have some training and need to go back to school to practice. By the time I got home, I was very tired. My legs protested at me, my eyes kept trying to close, and sleep took the opportunity to occupy my brain. I just wanted to go home and rest, without thinking about anything else. Who wants to stop and look at the sky.
One day, I took the bus home. Because there were no seats on the lower deck of the bus, I had to look for seats on the upper deck of the bus. Who knew that there were no seats left on the upper deck, and only the front of the bus had a seat. I quickly sat on it, looked up, and saw that the sky was so blue with white clouds floating in the air. The plane passed slowly across the sky, leaving a clearly visible trail. Only then did I realize that the sky was so beautiful.
After this experience, I kept thinking about how much time I spent without a good rest? After this experience, I realized that I had neglected the beauty of the world because I was so busy. Since life is short, it is better not to be too attached to the work at hand. Occasionally stop and look at the world, and you will find that the beauty in the world is only close at hand, and happiness is actually very easy to get. Composition 9 of the Sky
I suddenly realized that the sky no longer has a shape when I grow up.
Perhaps, only during this period of lazy homework can you have time to look up at the sky! There is space, but we don't spend it looking up at the sky, so we suddenly notice its changes.
In the sky when I was a child, clouds always had various shapes. The background of the sky would be very blue. Sometimes there would even be a play with Yun'er as the protagonist against the blue background. . But now? The boundless sky, the clouds floating leisurely, that's all. I never imagined that clouds also have ever-changing shapes. My imagination shrinks unexpectedly as I grow older.
Growing up, for those who are seventeen or eighteen years old, it is difficult to judge. It is a process of extreme longing but seeming to be afraid of having it. Sometimes, I stop and think, is this what my childhood was like? Is this how I grow up? There is always a touch of disappointment and sadness. There were no cicadas on the banyan tree by the pond, and the swing next to the playground was covered with dust. Ha, such a "unfettered" childhood.
In this way, I have really grown up. I like to laze around at home and am afraid of the outdoor sun stinging my eyes and the outdoor radiation tanning my skin. Therefore, I bid farewell to clouds and sunshine, bid farewell to breeze and drizzle, and am willing to touch the elusive landscape paintings in magazines. I am amazed at how the sky there is so blue, and how the clouds there are so thick that they seem to be able to squeeze out the sweet spring. . At this age, we may just long for the future that is just like the frame in the photo, but ignore the real and tangible present that we can have when we open the door.
The spring breeze blows, pushing aside the wrinkles of a pond and pushing forward the bleak and unattended sky stage. Various wires, telephone poles, and buildings span the field of view. Gray cement covered the soil that was about to sprout, paving a smooth but endless road.
Slowly I came to understand that the sky is still the same sky, but I am no longer the same person as before. Composition 10 of the Sky
The breeze is blowing the loose hair, from the root to the tip of the hair, it seems to be stirring the surrounding air. There are a few strands of other colors in the black hair, purple and red. , light blue... I can't tell whether it is the color of the hair or the color of the sunset shining on it. They are all integrated. Raise your head slightly, stare at the sky, open your mouth slightly, revealing white but uneven teeth, full and lonely. The upper lip reminds me of a soft kitten...
Looking up at the sky in the "pocket", everyone, every pocket, every sky they look up to is different, but they - high school students, To be more precise, adolescent children have the same beautiful sky, but the weather is changeable.
If children are curious about the world and everything around them, then it can be said that high school students are curious about the opposite sex.
"Kitten" is an open and lively girl. She can always get along with boys. She hopes that she can be different from others. How she hopes that the relationship with the opposite sex can be the same as that with the same sex. It's just that she forgot that she just wanted to be unique.
She had a boyfriend in high school, and she seemed to be fighting underground battles with her teachers and parents every day, but she just liked the feeling of her heart beating faster - or rather exciting, maybe she couldn't figure it out already - How ridiculous that good impression and curiosity are regarded as love.
It was only after she experienced a lot that she realized that these were not worth her time and energy, because she would never get anything, and all she would be satisfied was vanity and curiosity. , maybe that’s not real love!
The sky in my pocket has become rich in color because of the love I thought I had, but at the same time it has become no longer transparent.
And when you wipe away these rich colors, you will feel that the calm sunset can also add color to your floating hair, blending into one... Composition of the Sky 11
< p>Today is August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival. The sky is still so gray and lifeless. I don’t know why I couldn’t sleep last night.Others say, "Every holiday season, I miss my loved ones even more." But I didn't know that today would be like this. My mother is going to treat my second grandma to dinner. I don't know what the atmosphere will be like. For those who just lost me, As a daughter, I believe she will not have an easy time. I heard my mother say that she fainted after knowing that her daughter left her. I couldn't understand her mood at that time, but I was also very sad.
Adults say that winter came early this year and started to get colder. The sky lost its usual lively color and the sun became lazy. I don’t know why in the past two days, I have been bad at writing anything. I just write whatever I want erratically. I can’t help it, when I am in a bad mood. It's so cold today. I feel so cold. My phone is out of battery. I don't want to charge it. I want to be alone for a while without being disturbed by others. I want to experience the feeling of loneliness.
Forget it, I think I will remember her, remember this National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival that make me sad, why, why, someone must die, doesn’t God know the pain of separation between life and death? ? Don’t you know the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away?
My mother said that after seeing Sister Nana, she realized that life was meaningless. In just one moment, her two years of upbringing and family love passed away. Who would understand her heart? No one She is dead, she has lost her most intimate daughter, who else will understand her?
I hope I can face all this, and I hope my sister Nana in heaven can feel at ease. As long as we care about the people she cares about, we will take care of them.
Rest in peace! Sister Nana, I hope you can be my favorite sister in the next life! Composition 12 of the Sky
The starry sky is very lonely, endless black.
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I think the sky is blue, that is exclusive to her. It's just night, slowly falling, and then covering the sky little by little, and then the blue gradually fades, and then disappears.
My eyes are like blind, making me unable to see the front. So, I feel that the road seems very far away. At this time, it was like being in a jungle, without any sound. The silence suddenly made me want to cry. No, I'm strong and I won't cry. Nothing to be afraid of. Huh, it's just a little quieter, it's just that the house is a little bigger, it's just that the house is a little empty. But why do I feel that the world cannot tolerate me, or that I am the only one left in the world? No, God is a little busy, and I am too ordinary to notice that I am here, that's all!
Time flies like time. In the blink of an eye, an hour has passed. Why isn't there anyone yet? No, it's too quiet, I can't stand it. My nose is so sore and tears are about to overflow. I would rather admit that I am deaf-blind, unable to hear or hear. But my ears and eyes are normal, and they are particularly agile at this time. How about this, if you take my heart away, I won't have any feelings or sadness.
I am a nuisance. How annoying! Therefore, my relatives and friends all hate me. I am here myself, and they are instead freed. They must be happy at the moment, right? Without me as a burden, it is so relaxing, everyone would feel that way. Therefore, I would rather live alone in another world. Because, I don’t want them to be unhappy, I love them!
It’s dark, so dark... Essay on the Sky 13
Yesterday morning, I was playing in the countryside and accidentally discovered that the sky was so beautiful.
Everything is so peaceful. Sister Baiyun and Brother Lantian are accompanying Mother Sky. Mother Sky is not lonely at all. Of course, the lovely Baiyun sister started to perform again: Baiyun sister turned into a big bad wolf and a little lamb, and began to tell the story of the little lamb defeating the big bad wolf with cleverness.
On the left side of Mother Sky, there are only a few small white clouds there, which look particularly quiet. However, Mother Sky still cares about those few small white clouds. How can any mother not love her children? They are still in the arms of Mother Sky.
On the right side of Mother Sky, there are a few clean, mysterious and hazy little white clouds, like white snow lotuses. They are especially loved by Sky Mama because of this hobby.
My neck was a little sore, so I turned my head, relaxed, and looked up at the sky. White clouds were floating freely in the sky, making my mood as light as clouds and as happy as clouds. Therefore, when I have nothing to do, I often look up at the clouds in a daze. This is a great way for me to relieve stress.
The middle of Sky Mama was very lively. Brother Lantian felt a little embarrassed to let sister Baiyun perform all the time, so he said that he would perform a martial arts...
These wonderful sky scenery, It erased my fatigue; erased my worries; erased all the sad things. The scenery of the sky makes me linger and miss you. Composition 14 of the Sky
The sky is vast, more than tens of thousands of miles away; the sky is diverse, more than thousands of kinds; the sky is beautiful, more than thousands of beautiful. The sky is always so vast, so diverse, and so beautiful.
The sky is high and vast, just like my ideal. My ideal is very strange, that is, to be a great "Superman", defeat "monsters", and become a "super star" that everyone can see. Of course, this is just a fantasy. The "Superman" I want to be is just a policeman. , and the "monsters" are of course criminals.
The sky is so strange and ever-changing that I feel dumbfounded. Sometimes it is happy: it smiles and lets Father Sun come out to "play". Sometimes it gets angry: it summons thunder and lightning by calling the wind and rain, and starts a "large-scale wreaking havoc", turning people into "drowned rats" in an instant. When it is happy, I always think: "The weather is really nice, it is another beautiful day." When it gets angry, I will think: "The weather is really bad today, and my plan to go out to play has been ruined." It really makes me dumbfounded.
The beauty of the sky is intoxicating and fascinating. During the day, it shines out the white clouds, the sun and its own blue, which is so harmonious and wonderful. The white clouds float gently, and I suddenly wake up from my dream. At night, it emits stars, moon and darkness to decorate itself beautifully. The sky, I love... Composition 15 of the sky
In the eyes of the world, the sky is blue, or it turns gray under the influence of haze. But in my opinion, the sky is colorful.
When I was in fifth grade, I got seriously ill. I didn’t go to school for half a month and stayed in the hospital bed. During that time, although I was not feeling well, I was in a good mood. Because every day, classmates send text messages or call me to care about me. Later, I returned to school and felt the warmth of home in the class. After class, there are always classmates around me to greet me, teachers to make up lessons for me, classmates to help me pack food, and classmates to help me carry my schoolbag...
Whenever this happens, I look up to the sky , I feel that the sky is colorful.
I still remember one morning in the fourth grade, my classmates were reading early. Suddenly, my stomach was churning and my head was feeling dizzy. With a "wow" sound, I vomited most of my breakfast. Although I had already run to the trash can by then, some of it still spat out on the ground. Upon seeing this, the teacher and classmates immediately stopped their morning reading. Zhong Cheng went to the sandpit to dig some sand to clean up the garbage; Wang Wuzhou handed over napkins... The teacher asked the monitor to lead the students to continue their morning reading, while he personally took me to the bathroom to wash my face. On the way, I vomited again, vomited on the stairs and got on the teacher's body. But the teacher didn't care at all and only asked me with concern if I was feeling better. Suddenly, a warm current rose from the bottom of my heart. This warm current melted into my blood and flowed throughout my body together with the blood. I feel that the symptoms of dizziness and stomachache are easing little by little, and I still feel a little warm.
The teachers and classmates gave me warmth. Although I am on campus, it is warmer and happier than at home.
Whenever I look up at the blue sky and think of my teachers and classmates, the sky becomes colorful. I like this colorful sky!