High school composition is 300 words.

No matter in school or in society, everyone will often come into contact with composition. Composition is a style composed of words, which expresses a theme through language organization after people's ideological consideration. How to write a good composition? The following is my 300-word composition of 10 for reference only. Let's have a look.

1On February 26th, 1998, at the first meeting of the Ninth National Committee of the China People's Political Consultative Conference, 15 members of the social welfare sector put forward the No.2330th proposal "On Suggesting the Establishment of an Ear-loving Day Publicity Campaign" in view of the fact that the incidence of deafness in China is high, the number is large, the harm is great and the prevention is weak. With the consent of the China Disabled Persons' Federation, the Ministry of Health and other departments 10, February 26th of each year is designated as National Ear Love Day.

This Saturday, on the12nd Love Ear Day, Kunshan Daily organized a small reporter to carry out activities in the First People's Hospital.

First of all, we came to the popular science hall of the People's Hospital. The hall is spacious and bright, and there are many chairs, which gives people a very comfortable feeling. The doctor who received us was an otolaryngologist, wearing a white coat and glasses. He took us to the lecture hall of the hospital and explained the knowledge about ears to us. From his introduction, we know the structure of the ear; Precautions to prevent deafness, such as chewing gum when landing, not diving too deep, not diving too fast when floating, etc. How to cure deafness with modern medical equipment?

Then we went to the inpatient department, and the ward was full of patients. According to the doctor, some of these people have slight ear bleeding, while serious patients have a lot of eardrum bleeding, and their hearing is impaired ... Seeing these scenes, everyone's mood is a little heavy.

Out of the ward, we ended the activity.

The communication between people, the acquisition of information and the appreciation of music all depend on the ears. Take care of our ears and make life better!

The second article of the 300-word composition of senior one has been far away from the reality of the post-70s and played down the secularity of the post-80s. We, the post-90s generation, are only willing to indulge in our own ideological space, emotional space, learning space, daydreaming space and QQ space.

We are young eagles waiting to spread their wings, we are buds that want to open, we hope to fly freely in our own volleys, we are willing to be watered but always like to break through the world.

We are under the pressure of study, employment and growth alone. Even in a storm, we never need someone to hold an umbrella in good faith, only hope that our shoulders can be more generous.

Facing the report card, we never regret it. No matter how it ends, we all turn into a faint smile on our lips. Then, we encouraged each other and vowed to work hard, but we started talking and laughing again in class.

We are trying, yes, we never give up, but the way we do things is wrong in the eyes of so-called adults. They don't know that we have been looking for a shortcut to success.

Post-70 s and post-80 s, no matter how many problems they say we have, we should change what we should, and we should not change what we shouldn't, because that is our character.

Students born after 1990 and comrades born after 1990, we must firmly believe that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves before, and the choice of the times is not retrogression. We should firmly believe in our choice. ...

We should look up smartly and call to the sky. We are born after 90, and we are so cool!

In the endless field, there is a small sapling ready to break through the ground. It's waiting and praying. As the days passed, the rain finally came. Its prayers have been answered. It dances and sings in it. It smelled the earth and saw a ray of sunshine.

It rained for a week and stopped. In that empty field, a "little head" appeared, and it finally came out. I really can't imagine how it felt when it first saw the green and blue world. We can't express and describe it in words because it is untrue and inaccurate. However, we can imagine it from its neurotic madness.

It feels everything is fresh and says hello to everything in nature with the sweetest voice. Although I didn't hear any reply, I was very happy.

With the passage of time, its body grows stronger every day, and somehow it feels lonely. This has never happened before! Until one day, it felt very depressed, so it roared and ran away. When it quieted down and heard its own voice rippling in this vast field, it found itself living and growing alone all the time, although nature regularly sent it rain and plenty of sunshine. But I have never sent a companion. ...

In meditation, it fell asleep.

I used to feel very melodramatic and wrote a lot of immature words. After writing it, I won't look back. For a while, I began to understand words rationally and use various sentence patterns, and gradually became like writing a composition. I didn't notice it myself. I think it's quite good, and everything looks formal. Today, it seems so stupid. The so-called composition, if written in a certain format, is only for grading. I can't write without real experience, let alone write a composition, but I finally lost myself. In the trap of self.

A few days ago, I handed in my manuscript to the school, prepared to join a club, and wrote a lyric prose, which I thought was watertight. But the result was extremely disappointing to me, and I lost the election. I just entered the website and read the articles written by my predecessors. I was deeply moved and felt shallow. Articles without emotion will certainly make you feel very fluent, and will certainly make your review unconscious. That's just because the same template can't prove hard work.

Although I am making progress, the mentality I stay behind will be particularly naive and even ridiculous, but only the truth can be felt.

This may be the charm of some words.

Thunderstorms and rustling outside the window have clouded the sky and disturbed the most annoying dream of this summer. Recently, I was sad because you locked my eyebrows. Like Gu Teng around the trees around him, trying to cut off the ever-flowing water is unreasonable.

Sighs beat bananas like rain, and years pass like fountains. I am a solitary stone, submerged by the moss beside the flowers while waiting. The moon is hazy, with flowers in the water and the moon in the mirror. I can't catch the unreal you in reality. I can't figure out the mind of a mirage. It's more like covering it face to face through a veil. When will it be clear?

Looking back in a hurry, I shed tears for you. I feel sad, I want to be heartbroken, I don't want to make the same mistake, but I can't bear tears. At that time, the old place, the best time. Twice, I told you in detail that the wind shook the lotus pond, and I hope to listen to the old tree again today.

Time flies, and the process of my world has become so slow. It's hard to say who to abandon and who to keep, and it's like soup in a pot, which is too thick to tell the direction. It's hard to fall asleep in the middle of the night, and it's even harder to listen to frogs. This is what I wrote before my holiday. The first time I wrote this, I was a little surprised myself. what do you think?

This is some confusion before writing about myself, but now it's okay, just consider it an exercise.

High school composition 300 words 6 gently you come.

Just like you leave gently.

You wave gently

Farewell to the western clouds

You made a promise when you came, and we shared weal and woe.

Fight for each other's future.

I can see that you are persistent in that love.

You once said that a happiness needs two people to create together.

Now I'm the only one left to fight alone

You once said that if one day we were far away from the ends of the earth.

But we are actually close at hand.

You once said that there is water between mountains.

There is a door between home and home.

There are obstacles between people.

But there is love between us.

You touched me with your tears and tenderness.

My restless heart has become so firm.

But now you leave without saying goodbye, breaking my heart.

Your initial heart is gone.

What slowed down the love you've been chasing?

What made you let go of the heart you had been waiting for?

What makes you so cruel?

I didn't wake up until you left.

I thought I had reached the end.

Who knows I'm still standing at the origin

Now I'm still standing where I first saw you, just waiting for you to appear again.

If life is just like the first time, why is it sad to draw a fan?

Weak water 3 thousand, I just want to meet you again

When I saw this sentence, my heart ached. I'll remember that you gave it to me.

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I thought we could be together forever. I thought we would be the best sisters. I thought we were the only one for each other. ...

Everything, everything, is ruined by one problem. Like a fool, I have been cheated by you for three years, and my heart has been broken for you, in exchange for your lies. Sisterhood betrayed the death penalty in such a cruel way. We can't go back.

I remember saying that you are my left shoulder and Tang Tang is my right shoulder. At that time, we were so naive. We were really far apart, but people would change, everything would change with time, and everything would end. You know, when you lose your shoulder, it will be so painful, so painful. All this is just for me, and I "share" the pain alone.

All the blueprints we have drawn before will go up in smoke at this moment, blowing in the wind. Ironically, our promises are as light as air. Those days and nights, those vows of you and me, those laughter carrying our dreams, moistened the soil under our feet with my tears. This is our past, a beautiful and short past.

My left shoulder, just like this, endured the pain and finally said goodbye to you.

Once friendship, goodbye!

Senior one composition 300 words 8 Dear parents:

Hello, learning from my mute to a 15 high school student is your meticulous care, your healthy growth, your giving me life, your letting me know the novelty and beauty of the world, your teaching me to be a man, and your letting me distinguish ugliness and abide by public morality. Because of the thread of family, we are tied together, which makes me feel the beauty of family.

You send an umbrella when it rains, a coat when it is cold, and a delicious meal when you go to Russia when you are hungry, which makes me full. You are very tired after work every day, but you have to break your heart for my ignorant child. I can't repay your kindness and kindness.

Blood is thicker than water, love is higher than the sky, deeper than the sea, closer than friendship and sweeter than love. The world without affection is colder than the winter without the sun, and affection can warm people's hearts more than the sun.

Mom and Dad, I am an unfilial son. You warm me with the same affection as fire, but I talk about your concern as nagging, take your care and dedication for granted, turn your educational concern into anger, burn ~ hurt your heart, hurt your feelings and ruin your love.

Mom and dad, you have worked hard.

Mom and Dad, I regret that I hate myself for not doing more housework for you, sharing your worries, and repaying you for disappointing your hopes with excellent results.

Parents, I wish you health and happiness forever!

-Flowers for Mom and Dad

Every morning, our school organizes us to do morning exercises. In order to exercise, we are not allowed to sleep late.

The time for morning exercises is 6: 30, and we will meet at 6: 20. Getting up early in winter is a very painful thing, not just for students. Winter is a very cold season. Being able to sleep in a warm bed should be a very happy thing, so I think many people don't want to get up unless there is something necessary.

We are still dreaming in the morning and will be woken up by the alarm clock at 6: 05. Yes, it's at six o'clock.

Although we are lazy, we can only get up late in order to get more sleep. Usually after getting up, we don't have much time to lie in bed for a while. We quickly got dressed, folded the quilt, brushed our teeth and washed our face, and then ran downstairs. Fortunately, the playground is not far from our dormitory, so I am not late every time.

Although there are countless reasons to complain every morning exercise, we will tell people around us how miserable it is. But deep down, we still know that morning exercises are good for our physical and mental health, and insisting on morning exercises every day will definitely be good for our health.

Therefore, I hope people can spare more time to exercise and be a healthy and sunny person.

There is a small desk lamp that I like on the desk in my room. I remember it was a birthday present from my father when I was ten years old.

Its shape is very cute, the lampshade is oval, and there is an "owl" clock next to it. They are all green. It is pink near the switch, giving people the feeling of standing on a field with flowers and grass. So I like it very much.

I like it not only because of its lovely shape, but also because of its use.

It can be used for many purposes. First of all, lighting, of course. When I come home from school every afternoon, it's already dark. When I do my homework, I will use it to help me illuminate, otherwise it will hurt my eyes. He helped me a lot in this regard. That "owl" is actually a night light. If you feel thirsty at night and want to have a drink, but everything is dark and you can't see anything, then you can open the nightlight, so that you can see around without disturbing others, killing two birds with one stone. Third, "Owl" is still a small alarm clock! As long as the battery is placed behind it, it can rotate. If you often get up late, it can come in handy. Before going to bed every night. All you have to do is set the timer and turn on the button. Tomorrow morning it will wake you up with a "ding, ding" sound. If you don't get up and turn it off, it will keep ringing.

How's it going? It has many uses, right? This is my beloved little desk lamp. Do you like it?