I like writing compositions of more than 450 words.

1. composition topic: I love that each of us has hobbies. I also have many hobbies after school: playing table tennis, badminton and drawing ... However, my favorite hobby after school is playing chess. Although I am not good at playing chess, I can still cope with other people's tricks. Playing chess can cultivate sentiment and get happiness from it.

One day, I had nothing to do, so I wanted to play chess with my father. So I went to my father with a set of chess, and my father readily agreed, because my father and I are always tied. You always win a set, and I win a set. This time, we must decide the winner.

I'm the first to play in this game. I formed a formation and prepared to attack. Father also formed a defensive formation, so a war without smoke began. I found that my father only paid attention to the defensive side and the other side was too empty. Why not take this opportunity to dig up some generals under my father? So, I sent a car to rush up. I want to "eat", but as soon as I ate one of his horses, my father ate my car with an elephant. How can there be a sudden departure? I was blindsided at once, and only my father smiled. Then, my father killed the queen. Just like Guan Yunchang, he only took a few of my soldiers, horses and elephants. I had to immediately turn from defensive to offensive to resist my father's "invasion" and finally defend myself. I also sent a queen. My father saw that I was going to attack.

A few days later, because I was not convinced, I still wanted to learn from my father, and he agreed. So we went to war again. At the beginning, we went the same way. In the later period, "each showed his magical powers", both offensive and defensive, and for a long time, no one made a profit and no one lost. Suddenly, I found my car facing my father's king, but neither he nor I found it. In this way, I won this game of chess and we tied again.

Playing chess not only enriches my after-school life, but also brings me fun.

2. I love () composition 450 words I love autumn because it is beautiful.

Autumn is coming, and chrysanthemums are in bloom. There are red, yellow, purple and white. How beautiful!

Autumn has come and the fruit is ripe. Pears are in Huang Chengcheng, apples are red and grapes are shining. A cool breeze blew, and the fruit nodded, emitting an attractive fragrance.

I like autumn, because autumn is the harvest season.

Red apples pull open the green leaves and look out; On the fifteenth day of the first month, golden persimmons bend branches like lanterns; Small red dates twinkle on the branches; A string of grapes like agate hangs on the grape rack and swings around; Some lychees are so fat that they burst their clothes and show their white bellies. Corn deliberately put on a new golden dress and grinned, revealing golden teeth. Soybean may be too excited, and some even burst into laughter; Tomatoes put lipstick on their faces to make themselves more beautiful. ...

I like autumn, because the Woods in autumn are beautiful.

In the Woods in autumn, the ground is covered with leaves, red, yellow and green ... colorful and beautiful. A gust of wind blew and several leaves fell on the tree. Look, some are like small flowers, dancing with beautiful wings. Some are like orioles, spreading their wings and flying. Others, like dancers, are spinning lightly ... Leaves fall on the ground one after another, covering the earth with thick "cotton-padded clothes". The foot stepped on the dead leaves, making a "squeaky" sound and playing a "symphony" in late autumn.

I like autumn, because autumn is a golden season.

The weather is getting colder, and pieces of yellow leaves, like beautiful yellow butterflies, leave the warm embrace of mother tree one after another and gently fall from the tree and fly to the grass, rivers and crops. This fallen leaf seems to be a messenger, telling everyone that "autumn is coming, autumn is coming". The grass also took off its green clothes and put on its golden autumn clothes. Miss Qiu returned to the world with the joy of falling leaves. In this scene of Huang Chengcheng, all kinds of small flowers seem to be asleep, with their heads down and their hands hanging, silently waiting for the arrival of spring in the distance.

Ah! Autumn is so beautiful. I like autumn.

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3. Chinese composition: I love XX, and I love my mother.

Motherly love is selfless and great. The song "A child with a mother is like a treasure" is still so nice. Motherly love is not available to every child, and the children are so happy.

As soon as I get up every morning, my mother's breakfast is ready. Once I asked my mother: What time do you get up every morning? Mom always tells me 6 o'clock. I think it must be much earlier than this. When I was very young, my mother taught me to read, and gradually I learned many words. Although my mother is very tired, her expression is so gratified!

My mother taught me to laugh at life. In Shenzhen, my mother and I saw a singing uncle in the street. Only half of his right arm is tied with plastic sheets. What a pity! The guitarist sang and played with a big smile on his face. This song is beautiful, and so is the guitar. We watched it for a while and then left. As soon as I went out, my mother stopped and gave me a yuan to send it to him. Tell me a little thing, don't frown. People only have one left hand and half a right stump, but they still smile at life without despair.

In order to exercise my intelligence and perseverance, my mother took me to learn Go. My mother came to pick me up and see me off, rain or shine. The first time I participated in the competition, I was curious about everything and a little nervous. I often give up halfway, and I didn't get the ranking this time. My mother told me earnestly that my psychological quality was better during the competition. Win without arrogance and lose with grace, everything will pass, and only pursuit can continue. When you encounter unhappiness, frustration and failure, you should dare to face it.

Mom's words taught me a lot. I have confidence. I have won several championships for the second time, thanks to my mother!

I love my mother, she is my mentor!

My hobby is writing 400 words. I like reading, and learning knowledge and strength from books is a necessity of life.

Everyone has been learning all kinds of knowledge since birth, so as to gain a better foothold in society in the future. I think reading is just like scientists reading contemporary literary works and poets reading the records of archaeologists. Reading is because you like it, but reading is out of interest. There is a good saying: "Reading can't change the length of life, but it can change the width of life."

It is this interest in reading that makes my life colorful. Reading has become a habit of mine. My favorite thing to do in primary school is to read all kinds of "light books", from children's magazines subscribed by my parents to some literary masterpieces.

Even after middle school, I still love reading. I should give my mind a rest during the busy time. Picking up a favorite book is like opening a window and enjoying the beautiful scenery outside.

The scenery is rough and bold, delicate and euphemistic, majestic and touching, which makes me forget the troubles and unhappiness in my study, as if I were wandering between green mountains and green waters, breathing fresh air, waving my wings of thought and feeling the beauty of life. Books are indispensable good friends in my life. I wandered in the sea of books, from which I gained great happiness and broadened my knowledge. In my life, books have also helped me a lot.

I remember one Sunday, I was doing my homework at home, and my neighbor's children came to my house to play. I haven't finished my homework yet. Let him play by himself.

After playing for a while, he actually picked up my ink bottle. He is so small that it would be terrible if he knocked over the bottle. I quickly waved my hand again and again: "Stop playing with ink ..." Before I finished, my little hand had knocked over the ink bottle on the corner of the table, and all the ink was spilled on the child's light-colored shirt. He let out a cry of surprise, scared silly, and then burst into tears. I'm so anxious: what can I do? Trouble! I rushed to the faucet to wash it, but I tried my best and the ink stains couldn't be wiped off.

Just when I was in a hurry, my eyes fell on the knowledge magazine on the table. I patted my forehead. I just saw it! As mentioned above, if there are ink stains on clothes, you can rub them with rice grains, soak them in soapy water, and then rinse them with clean water.

Why don't I practice! So, I grabbed the shirt stained with ink, ran to the kitchen, scooped up a spoonful of rice, poured it on the stain and wiped it hard. After a while, the ink really faded, and after a while, there was only a copper trace in the ink.

I washed it with soapy water and clean water and wrung it out. I gave it to my neighbor's children and said, "When I went back to dry it, I could hardly see any traces, so I could wear it." He stared at me with surprised eyes and asked me, "How do you know that rice can wash away ink stains?" I proudly said, "I was told in the book!" " Reading makes me increase my knowledge. It was because of books that I learned about Zhuge Liang and the fearless Song Wu ... It was because of books that I discovered so many stories and people in the world.

I like the contents of the book, humor, sadness, sadness ... I love reading, reading makes my life full and calm, leisurely and comfortable, quiet and rich, and makes me happy. Is it okay? There are others, please adopt them if you are satisfied! I like reading. If someone asks me what I want to do when I am terminally ill, I will not hesitate to say, "study!" " Yes, I like reading.

I like reading since I was a child. When I was a child, I liked fairy tales and the romantic love in them. I like the rose essence with a sense of justice in fairy tales; Like the beautiful and kind Snow White in fairy tales; Like a tall and handsome prince charming in a fairy tale; I prefer the pink fantasy in fairy tales ... Yes, I like books very much.

My mother gave me a thick composition book on the first day of primary school. I dare not take it. My mother looked at me with expectant eyes, so I had to accept it timidly. From then on, I realized that when I grow up, I can't indulge in the dream world in fairy tales anymore. I'm going to start reading word-intensive compositions and books.

When I opened the thick composition book my mother gave me, I was quickly attracted by the contents, which contained fairy tales, but a little childlike. Lyrical articles, scenic articles, articles and notes written by people … all attracted me deeply.

Lyric articles are touching; Scenery articles make people immersive; Write a personal article to make people feel that that person is around; But sad stories make people feel sad, and happy stories make people feel happy ... whenever someone asks me why I love reading so much, I will say, "Books are good for people, and my life has been integrated with books, and I can't be separated anymore!" Yes, I like books very much. I remember once, my mother and I went to the zoo to see animals.

On the way, I saw a bookstore, which was crowded with people. I suddenly forgot about going to the zoo with my mother, squeezed into the bookstore, took out a book and sat on the ground of the bookstore reading. After a long time, my hair was pulled and I jumped with pain. Looking back, it was my mother! I said to my mother, "Why are you pulling my hair?" I haven't seen enough! ""Haven't seen enough? Didn't we agree to go to the zoo to see animals? Why are you sitting here reading? I thought I was walking too fast for you to keep up! So you study here! Really scared me to death! Mother pouted and said, "well, don't look, let's go to the zoo!" " ! ""Say that finish up and I'll go.

"Wait a minute, I want to buy this book!" When I arrived at the zoo, I thought it was boring. I am addicted to books again. I quietly ran to the gate of the zoo behind my mother's back, sat on the threshold and started reading again! My mother pulled out my hair again, and I woke up from the sea of books! "Look at you reading. What a pity you didn't see the acrobatics inside! " Mom nagged again ... Yes, I like reading. A book is a flower that has just bloomed, with the sweet dew of knowledge.

The book is a good guide, leading us into the world of knowledge. Books are boats that carry us into knowledge.

5. What do I love? Mom, what a sweet sentence. Whenever I think of my mother, a warm current comes to my mind. Because my mother will respect me, whenever my classmates are upset because my diary is peeked by my mother, I will laugh with relief because I have a good mother.

Once, I forgot to lock my diary and put it away. My mother saw it and said, "You should put things away, and you can't just leave them lying around. It's too much trouble to find them again! " Once I asked her, "Why don't you read my diary? Other people's mothers will watch it! ! "My mother said," What are you looking at? What is there to see? It's tiring to make yourself look like a spy all day! " Later, I learned that my mother was not afraid to read my diary, but wanted to give me a space of my own, a secret garden of my own, my thoughts in my heart, my joys and sorrows, so that I could share with myself and experience the ups and downs of life! When I am at school or at home, I don't want to tell others what I think. I wrote it in my diary for later memory. As for my mother, I just need to pay attention to me silently, encourage me and give me the greatest help when I am in trouble. This is what a mother should do!

Because I have such a mother, I am very happy, but my mother is not fierce, and I was once called Tyrannosaurus Rex.

I remember when I was a child, when I was in kindergarten, or in broad daylight, my mother asked me to write. As for me, I want to sleep as soon as I hear that I have to do my homework. If I don't write carefully, my mother will get angry and say, "You haven't done your homework well, and you still want to sleep in broad daylight. You can't sleep until you finish your homework! " I was really sleepy at that time, so I was lying on my desk. My mother saw it and pricked my hand with a needle. In fact, I pricked it gently, but I shouted, "Auntie, help! I pricked a hole, pulled out two, and pulled out 10." . . . . "Later, somehow, I began to cry, but I finally finished it. My mother said that if you had finished it earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer this crime. Your flesh aches and your mother is heartbroken! "You think your mother is very comfortable every time she hits you, but in fact, her mother hurts more than you!" I was too young to understand before, but now I understand. If I were a mother, I would be angry and let me do my homework, but I have to sleep. It's still daytime. Of course my mother will be angry if I am so disobedient ~ ~ jade must be cut and polished!

My mother is sometimes kind and sometimes fierce, but she is my mother anyway. When I was a child, she raised my mother, thinking about the source when drinking water! My mother is very kind to me. I have nothing to repay now, only to repay my mother with good grades! Mom, I love you! ! !

6. My hobby is writing about 450 words. I like painting.

My after-school life is colorful. I like playing chess because it can improve my thinking ability. I like playing ball because it can make my body healthier and stronger. I like reading some extra-curricular books, because it can make me gain a lot of knowledge and broaden my horizons; I like planting flowers, because it can refresh me after a period of intense study; I also like painting, because the great rivers and mountains of the motherland are infinitely beautiful. Through painting, I love my motherland more. In this varied after-school life, what interests me most is painting.

I began to learn to draw when I was three and a half years old. How did I get interested in painting? Let me start from the beginning: My father and mother are artists, and they both love their jobs. One day, my mother was painting seriously in the room, and I sat on the stool and watched attentively. After a while, my mother finished painting part of it and wanted to have a rest. Just put down the pen, she saw me looking at her painting and asked me, "Honghong, do you like painting?" I was fascinated by it. After I understood my mother's question, I immediately replied, "Yes, yes!" " "Look, I love painting very much. My mother specially prepared painting tools for me, such as sketchbooks, sketchboards, drawing pens and so on. I began to paint from then on, sowing the seeds of my love for painting in my young mind.

How time flies! In an instant, I went to primary school. At school, I seize all the time to practice painting. After class, I began to draw, and my classmates said I was a little painter. I come home from school every afternoon, and after finishing my homework, I take time to draw. Seeing that I am so serious, my mother often encourages me to help, and my painting level is constantly improving.

Until I graduated from the fifth grade, my study became more and more tense. However, I still insist on painting. Every night after the intense study, I will pick up a brush and draw beautiful pictures on paper. One night, I drew a picture entitled "Motherland". There is an endless ocean, a red sun, flocks of twittering birds and buildings rising from the ground. I seem to be in it, enjoying the beautiful scenery of nature and looking forward to a better tomorrow for my motherland. I have this photo in my hand, and I can't help feeling a lot and thinking a lot. ...

Drawing, although the level is not high, makes me understand the beauty of life. I love life, my motherland and the people who work hard in this land. When I grow up, I must eulogize the greatest people and lovely motherland with a brush, just like my mother and father. Motherland, motherland, I have called you affectionately countless times. When I grow up, I must draw you more beautifully.

I love painting, and I love life more. Painting has become an indispensable part of my life. Because of it, my life is better and happier.

7. Love composition 450 words love composition:

The poet of the Tang Dynasty put it well: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love there is in an inch of grass, it will be reported in the third spring. "

On one occasion, I had a high fever at midnight. My mother was most afraid of driving at night, but she drove me to the hospital. In the process of driving, I vaguely saw that my mother seemed very nervous about me. When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor said to my mother, "Miss, your daughter is going to the hospital." Mom said; "All right!"

Go to the hospital, wait and wait, wait until noon, it's time to eat, mom, she feeds me porridge while eating. There is a bed, a nurse sister said to my mother. My mother helped me to the hospital bed step by step. My mother and I came to the hospital bed. My mother saw that I was weak and carried me to the hospital bed.

It's time to take Chinese medicine, but I don't want to drink it, because I want to vomit when I smell it. My mother came to me and said, "This medicine is not bitter. I'll show you. " Then he said to me, "You must swallow it so that it won't be bitter!" " I swallowed it according to my mother's words, and it really stopped hurting.

Every time I do medical treatment, my mother always says to me, "Don't be afraid!" " "Because of my mother's encouragement, I am not afraid every time I do medical treatment.

Every night, my mother covers me with a quilt, for fear that I will be cold, and then my eyes will be blurred.

Motherly love is like an umbrella. The densely woven warp and weft is a mother's meticulous care for her children. Motherly love is an ancient umbrella handle, which holds up a piece of warmth and lets her children rest under the umbrella. The eight prominent corners of the umbrella represent that wherever you go, your mother will exude deep love.

8. Write a composition of not less than 450 words on the topic that I feel love, remember? Under the ruins, teacher Tan Qianqiu propped up a sky for four students with her life. Remember? To the death, the young mother made the most promising love oath from the bottom of her heart: "Baby, if you can live, remember, mom loves you!" " "Do you remember? In the strong aftershock, the fire fighter who still wanted to return to the ruins to save people but was pulled by his teammates sincerely shouted: "Let me save another one! "I can save another one!" ..... This touching scene is fixed in the minds of China people, and it is fixed on the land of China, which was strongly shocked by the 5. 12 Wenchuan earthquake! They are telling us that the earthquake has eclipsed mountains and rivers, collapsed homes and separated relatives. Where will you go? But they are yelling at us, saying that family is priceless and love is speechless! Shout for the Chinese nation, unite and work together! All this is only because-state-owned, love does not hurt! Premier Wen is here! Soothe the broken heart with sincere words: "Since you are alive, you should live well, and the country will take care of you." Look! The PLA soldiers are here! They fought on every piece of land in the disaster area with iron determination, pulled up the life crushed by rubble with their hands, and touched everyone with selfless and fearless spirit! Look! Volunteers are here! Bring warmth and comfort to the compatriots in the disaster area with sincere love and concern, and rebuild their spiritual home! Look! Here we go. We are all here! Just because: national sorrow, love does not hurt! On May 12, houses in Wenchuan were destroyed. On May 12, China stood up! May 12, love to spread ... in just a few days, the people of the whole country donated tens of billions of yuan to the disaster area. In just a few days, love flew from all over the world to Wenchuan through TV and internet, and Chinese all over the world were in action! Just because: national sorrow, love does not hurt! Wenchuan, stand up! People of Wenchuan, stand up! Because of you, because of me, because we have love! Did you get a look at him? Did you see the smiling teacher Tan Wenchuan? Young mother, did you see it? Fireman, did you see it? Wenchuan is smiling, and China is smiling, just because: national sorrow, love doesn't hurt people.

9. I love reading and writing a story in 400 words. Stop reading and go to the zoo! "I'll leave when I'm finished." Wait a minute, I want to buy this book! "When I got to the zoo, I felt bored. I am addicted to books again. I quietly ran to the gate of the zoo behind my mother's back, sat on the threshold and started reading again! My mother pulled out my hair again, and I woke up from the sea of books! " Look at you, read a book. What a pity that you didn't see the acrobatics inside! "My mother is nagging again ... yes, I like reading very much. A book is a new blooming flower with the nectar of knowledge. The book is a good guide, leading us into the world of knowledge. Books are a small boat that carries us into the harbor of knowledge. I like books. I like reading, playing the pipa, singing, dancing and drawing. People vary in their spare time. Everyone has his own fun. And most of my fun is in the ocean of books. Books are my good friends. When I was a child, my father told a story about cats fishing. It was about kittens going fishing with their mothers. The kittens caught dragonflies and butterflies for a while, but found nothing. The second time, the kittens stopped catching dragonflies and butterflies and finally caught a big fish. Only by doing it seriously can we do it well. I can read picture books gradually, and the vivid content attracts me. Little red riding hood, little match girl, Cinderella, etc. I like the story of Snow White best. A queen made two wishes before giving birth to her daughter, hoping that her skin would be as white as snow and her lips as red as blood. Her daughter was born. Seeing the princess so beautiful, the new queen was very jealous, so she ordered her men to kill her in the forest. Those people couldn't bear to kill her, so they let her run into the forest and never come back. The princess met seven dwarfs and lived in their house. The new queen has a magic mirror. She always asks the mirror who is the most beautiful person in the world. The mirror replied that it was Snow White. The queen tried to kill her several times, but failed. Finally, the prince and the princess got married. Live happily together. From this story, I understand a truth, that is, we should not be jealous of others. We can't laugh at others when they make mistakes. On the contrary, we should encourage them to do everything peacefully. Several years passed, and gradually I read science stories, fairy tales and stories of foreign scientists. There was a scientist named Edison who invented 1000 kinds of things. He studied hard and never satisfied, and won the respect and love of people all over the world. When he was doing the experiment, sulfuric acid burned his clothes and almost blinded his eyes. From these articles, I realize that you must work hard if you want to get excellent grades. The ancients said: "There is no limit to learning mountains, and there is no limit to learning the sea. "Many small things contain profound truth. I want to learn from him.