It's good to have you in aerobics square dance.

In daily study, work and life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative method to express a theme through words. Do you know how to write a standardized composition? The following is a lyric composition I compiled for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

It's good to have you. 1 The breeze blows, the water waves in the pond bloom again and again, and the lotus leaves touch the waist a little, so that those transparent elves can no longer hold back their gentle dance steps ... The wind is good to have you.

The lonely locust tree standing by the roadside sings a rustling song with its leaves. The grass looked up and smiled at him. The sun shone from the branches and leaves, and the shadows of trees swayed on the ground. The breeze blowing across the face always gives people the illusion that the sun is blown by the wind.

The sun shed its beautiful golden feathers and became a shining star at night. The breeze floats slowly in this thick black, like the faint fragrance overflowing from a hundred flowers garden in spring. Light blue curtains danced in the room, revealing the deep night sky behind them from time to time. Who is tasting the beautiful words in the evening light?

The wind can't throw away the world, it can be found all year round. "Those who know the east wind will always spring." Spring is full and colorful, only because the breeze blows too much, you will be happy. He knows the desire of fragrance in bud. He only lets his sleeve pass through lightly, and life will jump. Huaer will laugh and laugh with him. The breeze can make the color of flowers generate, just like the longing in the heart, and the fragrance reveals her sweet secret. The summer wind can always cool the tense and hurried melody and encourage the autumn harvest. The bleak wind danced with the yellow leaves on the tree, making the golden osmanthus chase and fly all over the sky, and it rained beautifully. He brought the joy of harvest and the fragrance of osmanthus. The winter wind sends snowflakes to the earth, so that the whole world is wrapped in silver.

The wind is like a naughty child, playing with his friends in the world; The wind is like a fashion designer in the world, giving a new suit for a season; The wind, like an understanding angel, understands the hearts of all things and makes them forget their unhappiness. ...

Open your arms, the wind blows, and I float away gently like the wind.

Feng, it's good to have you. ...

It's good to have you. The warm sunshine shines on the road after school, and Shi Zhuan is lit. As the sunset approaches dusk, I think of you again. It's good to have you.

After school. I walked side by side with you, halfway through, I suddenly froze: purple, what a disaster! I left the information about tomorrow's game at school! I felt embarrassed at first, and then I remembered that my parents were not at home, so I began to cry at a loss. Cry. You can't cry. After wailing for a while, I walked forward blankly. A pair of slender hands caught me. Looking back, I saw Violet's firm eyes. Let's go, I will accompany you! I just watched her and let her drag me to the station.

The sun sank into the mountains bit by bit, and the twilight shone on her face. Cars coming and going passed us, but there was no sign of the bus. We held each other's hands tightly for fear of losing them carelessly. When the bus arrived, her thin body stood up slowly and gently pulled me on. Her expression is very melancholy. I'm ashamed. I know what she is worried about.

It was already dark when I stepped on the bus home again. The looming stars hang like ink in the dark night. Have Violet's family had dinner already? Are they anxiously looking for violette? I bit my lower lip and hesitated for a moment: Violet, your bus has just arrived. She clenched her fist and gave me a forced smile.

When I got off the bus, I patted Violet on the shoulder and got up the courage: Violet interrupted my apology before I finished: My parents are working overtime, I don't know. After listening to her words, I believed it. Holding her hand again, I talked and laughed with her while there was still a little way to go. Her cheerful expression at that time, although I was still a little ashamed, was quickly relieved.

A few days later, the winter vacation was over, but it was the day when Violet left me. She talked to me about the past: actually, I lied to you that day.

I froze, but Violet had stepped into the train, and her plain clothes disappeared in my eyes. It's like saying to myself: Violet, it's good to have you!

It's good to have you. With you, I am not wandering in loneliness. With you, I am not alone in the corner; With you, I won't wander in sadness ... pieces of broken shadows appear in the past, reflecting the bits and pieces of you and me together.

Stepping into the threshold of grade four, you and I are both confused strangers. Day after day, month after month, we gradually got to know each other and became a pair of brotherly friends.

I was very depressed when I failed in the exam. However, in a few words, your dispute will be solved. You smile and pull the corners of your mouth: "It doesn't matter if you take the exam once, as long as you have a chance next time, don't lose big because of small things." You patted me on the shoulder, my sadness was like a mist, steamed by Chu Yang, lingering, and my confidence came back to life.

It's good to have your encouragement!

In this football match, the opponent's skills are very strong. We compared it with 1:4. The confidence of our team was like glass at that time. When we were about to give up, you came up to me and severely criticized me: "Don't give up, work hard, there are still many games behind, and you can't lose the pursuit of victory." You should turn the tide and give full play to the results of your usual training in order to defeat them. " It can be said, "Listening to you is better than studying for ten years." Our team is full of blood. Cheer up. In the last game, the opponent's ball fell empty. We broke the deadlock of 4-4 and won.

It's good to have your criticism!

When I don't study hard, I am addicted to video games all day. When you saw my situation at that time, you immediately reprimanded me: "Why don't you study hard every day? How much effort your parents have put into you, but you throw your parents' hard-earned money into this bottomless pit. "Look at your grades now, and your grades have plummeted before. Wake up! " Because of your words, I stopped being addicted to games as before and began to immerse myself in the sea of books. I realized what you said in the book, so learning can also be a game!

It's good to have your teaching!

When I did well in the exam, I got carried away and boasted, but you came over and said earnestly, "full of losses, modest benefits." You shouldn't be proud, you should learn from your success, so as to ensure your next success. "I suddenly realized, a rude awakening. I immediately got the message, guard against arrogance and rashness, and my confidence doubled.

It's good to have you!

With you, I know to cherish the brevity and beauty of the present; Without you, I feel I have lost the sunshine. Have you, no regrets.

It's good to have you. It's good to have you. I don't hesitate when I am lost; I am not lonely when I am lonely; I don't cry when I am sad.

It's good to have your education. I remember it was a Friday, and my grades dropped sharply. A friend came to play at home, and we both had a good time. Suddenly you barged in and told my friend to go home first. Then, you took me to your bedroom and closed the door. You said solemnly and sternly, "son, do you know how bad your grades are?" Do you know that while you are eating, drinking and having fun, other students are studying hard? Do you know how hard others work behind their success? Do you know that if you don't study hard when you are young, you will have a good job when you grow up? " Your words woke me up and I felt ashamed. From now on, I will study hard!

It's good to have your concern. I remember it was a cold Sunday. I was going to the interest class in the county. You took me with an electric car. Although you and I are both wearing thick clothes, the weather is still very cold. On the way, you asked me with concern, "Are you cold, son?" "Well, it's a little cold." I whispered. Just after that, you stopped the car, took off your cotton-padded jacket and was about to give it to me. I refused, and I quickly said, "I put it on. What are you wearing?" Aren't you cold? ""don't talk nonsense, I told you to wear it! You said sternly and gently, "I'm not cold, as long as you are warm." "I have nothing to say, so I have to put on my cotton-padded jacket. When I arrived at the interest class, after you saw my red face, a smile flashed on my pale face, which was so brilliant, natural and harmonious.

It's good to have your tolerance. It rained in Mao Mao that day, because school was late. After school, it's already past seven. When I got home, I said grumpily, "I won't have dinner. I'm going to do my homework." When I was doing my homework, I met a difficult problem. I haven't solved it after thinking for a long time. The more I can't solve it, the more anxious I am. At this moment, you came in and asked with concern, "What's the matter? Is there a problem? I sighed when I saw your nervous and concerned expression. You said don't worry, read the questions twice, draw on the draft paper and calm down. I did, and sure enough, the problem was solved.

It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. The stars said that the night was beautiful and gave me a chance to shine. Grass said, the wind and rain are really good, giving me a goal to hone. The bird said, it's such a fine day that I have a place to fly. I said, it's good to have you. You let me know, understand and taste too much. ....

In the vast sea of people, I chose you. From then on, I came and began to appreciate the world. From the first time I cried to now, you have been by my side like an angel, as if I were all to you. When I grow up and start to be naughty and get you into trouble, you will still be so gentle. Call me infinite truth. Then, I went to school, and being naughty led to my unsatisfactory grades, which also led to your frequent' patronage' of our school. You tried to enlighten me and make me understand my mistakes. I began to work hard, made progress and made a qualitative leap.

I don't know if you still remember the year when I was in a large kindergarten class. Being brave and aggressive, I broke my classmate's arm, and I broke my head in the fight. In a coma, I heard your sad cry and call. I struggled to open my eyes, what I saw was your red eyes, what I heard was your happy voice, and what I smelled was the smell of rice close to my mouth. When you saw me awake, you were as happy as a child. Busy, busy eating and drinking everything for me. How I want to cry, but how can I cry for you! I smile happily, and you look at me with a silly smile. Can I talk to you? How painful my wound was then! I finally got out of the hospital, but you are too tired to bend over. Do you know how distressed I am? When I was in a hurry to help you with the housework, you waved and said,' Go do your homework and don't make trouble for me!' Do you know how helpless I am? You always say that I am your baby, and I also say that you are my angel. If you leave, I will be like a headless fly. I can only say: "It's good to have you! " "

You said you would give your life for me, and you also said you would give up everything for me. The stars depend on the night, the grass turns to rain, and the birds like the blue sky. You know my body and mind are the same as yours. Your face is so gentle, like fire and sunshine, which warms my heart. Your mind is so broad, like an ocean of rivers, let me run. You are a housewife, but you are so different.

Who are you? Dear mom, you are the only one!

What should I say at the end? Mom, it's good to have you!

It's good to have you. 6. Open a small diary and the door of memory will open immediately. The scenes from primary school were presented to me like slides. At that time, we always walked hand in hand in the playground and played in the corridor, and our laughter echoed over the campus.

I remember the first day of school, probably because I don't know new students. Looking at the strange faces in the classroom, I sat alone in my seat. At this time, you came skipping, wearing a tall ponytail and sitting in the empty seat next to me. We smiled at each other and became inseparable friends from now on.

"My head hurts ..." I said bitterly at my desk during the break. Ear is the laughter of the students, only careful you noticed me. You ask softly, "What's the matter?" You reach out and put one hand on my head and the other on yours, "Oh, dear! It's so hot! " You let out a scream, then reported to the teacher and helped me to the infirmary. It's good to have you!

At that time, I was still a "careless lady" and often forgot to bring my pencil or eraser. As a deskmate, you always help me when I need it. Another time, I forgot to bring my textbook and was "educated" by my teacher. After class, you handed me a small memo and said to me, "Xiangxiang, this is a memo. In the future, you should write down your daily homework and books for class. " So you won't forget things again! "That little notebook has changed me a lot-I really haven't been careless since then. It's good to have you!

We also have the same hobby-dancing. As a small member of our school's Jinfan Dance Troupe, we participated in many performances together, sharing the hard work in the rehearsal hall and the excitement during the performance. I remember when we were in the third grade, we went to Germany to attend the China-Europe Art Festival with the dance troupe, stayed together for ten days, and we didn't want to be apart when we came back. From the small stage to the big world, we all have the friendship of comrades-in-arms dancing on the same stage. It's good to have you!

Too many memories, too many joys, too many touches ... We spent the primary school days together. There are always many things to say and do, and I always feel that time passes quickly. It's good to have you!

Although we are separated now, I still remember the two girls' longing for the future. The warmth brought by that friendship has always permeated my heart, no matter when and where. It's good to have you!

It's good to have you. The wind is blowing in the middle of the night, and the leaves outside the window are falling silently. There is a golden moon hanging in the dark sky. I leaned against the window of the train, excited to return to the arms of my mother in another city!

Today is National Day, but I am sitting on the train waiting for my mother's warm embrace.

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I remembered that night a few months ago, sitting silently on the train, lying in my mother's arms, looking at the bright moon and rushing to Chengdu to take the exam. My mother told me on the train: the exam is not afraid, it is just a way to test knowledge, as long as you regard it as homework. At that time, I felt warm in my mother's arms and fell asleep slowly. ...

Turning my head, I lay alone on the table, savoring the deep maternal love!

"Boo hoo-",the train arrived in Dazhou. I quickly took my suitcase, walked to the west station with the railing, got on a bus quickly, and waited for the moment to see my mother.

Leaning against the cold window, my heart was already wet with blood. I don't know how long that sweet smile lasted. ...

Finally home! After getting off the bus, I only saw a figure eagerly running towards me, hugging me tightly under the faint street lamp. Ah! It's mom! My mother trembled and said to me, "Are you tired? You are great, come on! " Looking at my mother, I froze. My thin figure is reflected in the light. The tired expression left me. In the rustling wind, I froze and stood quietly for a long time ... at that time, I was in tears, but I knew my swollen face was happy. Finally, I can lie in my mother's arms again and feel the warmth and deep love of home!

Late at night, lying in a spacious bed, I thought: Mom, it's good to have you! Because of you, I was born; Because of you, I have made progress step by step; Because of you, I feel the taste of love; Because of you, my life will become so colorful.

Outside the window, the wind is still blowing everything, and it is also blowing my mood: Mom, it's good to have you!