1. What does my happy expression look like in my composition?

I vaguely remember the loneliness when I burned the midnight oil when I was a child. I remember the depression when I scratched my head and thought about the material. I remember the joy when I wrote hard and fast. I felt so comfortable, and I remember my blushing and heartbeat when I was praised by the teacher. All of this flashed before my eyes like a dream.

I used to hate writing, I hated revising over and over again, I hated the panic of having nothing to say or write, I hated it all. Whenever we have a composition class, the teacher tells us to observe carefully, be detailed and fluent, and make sentences fluently. These are always the words. The composition class once a week is used by me as a self-study class, with various homework assignments. I finished it in my composition class. When I got home, I dug out mine, found similar composition topics, and copied those so-called beautiful words and sentences. This is my composition! 2. I want to write an essay, "My Expression Pack"

My Expression Pack

Three years have passed, and it is another hot summer. There is no warm-up parting, but it is clearly visible the moment you enter the examination room. On the eve of the exam, we were filled with joy in the emojis. Some of us cried, some laughed, some were helpless, some collapsed, and some were unwilling, but there was no goodbye.

There were a series of laughing expressions in the WeChat chat, and words like don’t cry when we say goodbye and see you again in the future, but I was already crying while holding the phone. The memories are full of smiling faces: the joy of class outings, surprises for teachers’ birthdays... Every moment of laughter is frozen and becomes an eternal memory. Three years of short youth, we don’t know where we will meet again in the future, but I believe that even if we are far apart, we will miss each other.

Many people expressed "Wang Nima" expressions of collapse, and many people also echoed their unwillingness. Yes, it seems that three years are just a moment, gone forever in our ignorance and fighting. I still owe my class teacher a word of thanks, I still need a promised postcard from my deskmate, I still have a football game that I have been preparing for for a long time that has been postponed again and again because I am preparing for the high school entrance examination, and I still have so many dreams that I have not yet finished... Why? , the parting came without a word?

Amidst the WeChat prompts and turning on their phones again and again, many students finally couldn't help but let the emotions of parting overwhelm them. We are sad about the mistakes we have made willfully, we are sad about the harm caused to teachers or classmates because of our unobtrusive words, and we are also sad about the era when we should have been struggling, but we did not try our best... countless The crying emoticon is bouncing. Everyone's emoticon pack has different crying pictures, but they express the same sadness.

Youth is like this, if we meet by chance, we will meet again by chance. Every expression represents the color of youth, and every color is the best gift in our life. Cry and laugh as much as you want. Worry when you need to worry, struggle when you need to struggle. Youth should be like this, so real, and so wonderful. .

Our youth will never end, and there is no goodbye in my expression bag. 3. An essay about writing emojis

Autumn comes quietly with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. The campus is filled with the joyful and crisp laughter of children. They gathered in groups under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, raising their young faces and sniffing the faint fragrance. The sweet-scented osmanthus trees have bloomed with small flower buds, which are scattered among the green branches and leaves like grains of rice. A breeze blew by, and the little flower buds bloomed with smiles, exuding a refreshing fragrance. They are hidden under the green leaves, like a shy little girl, small, tender, fragrant, full of bunches, light yellow and orange, and become more fresh and elegant against the backdrop of green leaves.

Beside the flower bed, pots of chrysanthemums with blooming branches stood on both sides, like dragon whiskers, hydrangea, and crab claws, golden, light yellow, and off-white. There are all kinds of things, all kinds of colors, and they are all different, which is pleasing to the eye. People pick up their mobile phones to take pictures one after another.

The mountains in autumn are not as full of vitality as the new green in spring, nor as affectionate as the green in summer, but colorful and rich. The mountains in autumn are like an oil painting with heavy ink and color. Look, the hillside covered with maple trees is like a raging fire. The wind blows through the maple forest, and the leaves rub against the leaves, making a "rustling" sound. The billowing sea of ????fire is ignited, as if the burning heat of the flames has arrived. On the body. The sycamore trees on both sides of the mountain road turned golden one after another. With a gust of breeze, the golden leaves left the arms of the mother of the big tree, dancing happily to beautiful beats, spinning like a happy dancer. who. The leaves fell one after another, and it kissed the land that raised it, intending to turn into soil and spit out a trace of new green on the branches in the coming spring. Beside the green stone steps, white wild chrysanthemums are quietly scaling. Use its golden stamens to contribute a touch of fragrance to the mountains. The grass still grows all over the hillside, and the autumn wind has not faded them. The fiery red maple leaves, golden sycamore leaves, white flowers, and green grass, isn't this just like a watercolor painting?

The autumn fields are full of harvest atmosphere. The breeze blew through the vast golden rice fields, stirring up layers of rice waves. The farmers were all bent over, holding sickles in their hands, wearing straw hats, and a big white towel hanging around their necks. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans had already appeared on the top of the head, but the joy of the harvest still hung on the face.

Take a gentle breath and you can smell the fragrant smell of rice made from rice. In the orchard, the thick fruit trees are covered with fruits, which are sweet and heavy. The apples are red-faced, revealing their round bodies; the pears are like fat dolls, hanging among the branches; the dates are as red as agate, waiting for people to taste its sweet taste. At this time, there were more vendors and more transportation vehicles, making the entire orchard a busy scene.

The water in autumn also has a special interest. The cheerful stream hummed a little tune and flowed to the foot of the mountain, tinkling and tinkling. When it hits the stone, it splashes water. The water splash is so bright that it hits your eyes under the bright sunlight. The water in the pool is extremely clear, so clear that you can see the pebbles on the bottom of the water. Occasionally, a few leaves fall on the water, like a small boat rowing freely. The water surface spreads out ripples slightly, like fish scales, like that Gentle, so peaceful. 4. What is in my emoticon bag (composition)

What is not in my emoticon bag

Laughter is just an expression and has nothing to do with happiness.

In this huge world, who knows that they are truly happy among those who laugh and laugh all day long? Sometimes even if you are sad, just raise the corners of your mouth to a 45-degree angle and smile. The smile you give others is just a mask. Who will smile at you from the bottom of his heart? Still here, I can solve my own happiness and sorrow alone.

There are not many people who can smile on the outside and be really happy on the inside. They live very freely and are not troubled by life. The reason why I can be so carefree is that I don't put pressure on myself. Live easily and laugh easily.

It is not easy to live a stress-free life, but as long as your mind is still, you can achieve peace and tranquility.

For others, expressions are very important. Give someone a smile and others will feel warm. A friendly smile, an evil smile, a bright smile...all kinds of smiles. Even if your laughter doesn't come from your heart, you should still make others think you are happy on the surface.

Maybe tomorrow, or in the future, when you are sad, you will find that you are still smiling. It turns out that it has become a habit. Even if you are sad, you will eventually feel relieved when you see your smile.

So, smile when you are happy, and raise the corners of your mouth when you are unhappy. At least, let yourself be gentle after being injured. 5. Write an article about the happy expressions of classmates

I have a cousin who is innocent, cute, smart and lively. He has a pair of big, watery eyes, and the black eyes are in the sockets when he thinks about problems. Gulugulu turns straight. When my cousin smiles, he can reveal a pair of white and neat little teeth, which is very interesting. I like him very much. My cousin lives at grandma's house. Once, he told grandma that he likes little flowers. Cat. My grandma loved my cousin and listened to everything he said. She told me to take good care of my cousin and go to the street to buy a little cat. Grandma bought back a lively and beautiful little cat. My cousin saw the lively and cute little cat. The cat jumped up with joy, and hurriedly ran to grandma, played with the cute little cat, stroked it gently, and sang a beautiful little cat song. At this time, the little cat used its paws to touch the cousin's His pants were scratched. Grandpa saw it and picked up the little cat and threw it away. When his cousin saw it, he burst into tears and said, "Grandpa, you are evil. The little cat is ignorant. You have to educate it. How can you throw it away?" I'm not sensible, why don't you throw me away? Look how pitiful he is!" Everyone laughed. Grandpa quickly picked up the little cat and said to his cousin, "Yes, the kitten is not sensible. "Brother educate it!" Another time, my cousin was playing in the house. He didn't listen to his grandma and insisted on playing with the bicycle. As a result, he accidentally overturned the bicycle and his finger was pressed. He quickly opened it. He burst into tears. At this time, grandma heard the crying and ran out of the room. Seeing this scene, she was angry and funny, so she ignored him. He stopped crying after a while, and from the gaps between his fingers He peeked to see if grandma was paying attention to him. He found that grandma ignored him, walked to grandma and laughed. How funny and cute my cousin is! I like him very much. 6. Essay 2015. My expression 800 words

On a rainy day, that expression was deeply imprinted in my mind and indelible.

I was lying in front of the window, with my hands pressed against the glass, watching the rain patter outside the window, and selfishly washed away the plan I had planned to go out to play.

The excuses that I had made yesterday were all washed away by the spring rain. This feeling in my heart may be called unwillingness, but what can be done? ——It’s okay, they don’t want to go out anyway, it suits their wishes.

"Sister-" A childish voice interrupted my thoughts.

I turned my head and looked at her.

There was some sweat on her forehead, her little face was flushed, and she looked cheerful: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Mom and Dad are playing games with me! Come with me!"

Thinking of the promise they made yesterday, my face suddenly dropped and I said two words: "No."

She. As if he didn't hear what I said, like a chirping sparrow, he kept nagging in my ear: "Sister! Do you know? I'm so happy! Mom and Dad want to play games with us!" , she took my hand and was about to walk into the house.

I got impatient, threw her away and held my hand, and yelled at her: "I'm so annoyed! If you want to play, you can play by yourself! Don't hold me back!"

She was frightened by my appearance, her eyebrows knitted together, and she said timidly: "But, it's hard for mom and dad to play with us, although today..." Then, she seemed to think of 7. About happy expressions Composition

Happy Expression

Everyone is familiar with the word happiness. Everyone has a different idea of ??happiness. I think happiness is watching TV with my parents.

My dad is a "basketball fan." Every weekend, he always "holds" the TV and watches his basketball games. My mother always said to me: "Look at your father, he watches TV all day long, and he wishes he could stick the TV on his face." Although my mother is a "busy person", she watches TV series as well as her father. . As soon as the work at hand is finished, there will be a civil war between husband and wife with my father. In the end, my mother wins every time, and the prize must be the "remote control"!

I remember one time, after I finished my homework, I saw my mother’s eyes filled with tears. She must have seen something sad. As for me, everyone knows that I am a "cartoon fan". However, often when I watch TV, good-looking cartoons say "goodbye" to me. Alas, there is no way, who let me be the "little finger". Sometimes, I would complain to them: "I always have nothing to watch." But they always grabbed my little tail and said, "You have to review your homework more. You are already in sixth grade. You need to work harder!" Alas! , I had no choice but to raise the white flag - surrender.

Although I am always "bullied" by them, I can always be with my parents (because we come to Tongxiang to work from other places). Aren't I still happy? I love this home! 8. Essay title: There is no sadness in my expression bag

There is no sadness in my expression bag

This summer is originally a summer full of sadness and helplessness, but here I am. In the season of sadness, I began to learn to be independent, learn to be truly strong, and learn how to give back.

On June 7, 2008, I approached the college entrance examination venue that I had been looking forward to for a long time with full confidence, because I thought I could do well. On the 8th, I walked out of the examination room dejectedly, but I still held hope in my heart, because no one could make a conclusion until the end. On June 22, with only a little hope, I made the call to 168. The score was 436, which ended all my emotions, and all my dreams and expectations turned into ashes in that moment. After I heard it, I just stood there blankly, then returned to the computer as if nothing had happened, and continued to discuss the results with my classmates. At that moment, I really wanted to cry, but what's the use of crying? Isn't everything settled? So at that moment, I told myself to be strong and know how to endure.

In the days that followed, I still kept my remaining smile in front of my classmates. I wanted to be optimistic, and I kept reminding myself. I remember when I was in my third year of high school, a classmate often told me that everything will pass. I have always kept this sentence in mind, and it actually works very well. Therefore, I would like to say that I got through the most difficult period with the encouragement of my friends. In fact, everyone's life will be different. Failure is just a part of life, so why bother about it. One day later, when a junior high school classmate of mine called me, I lied to her that I had scored 450 points in the exam. It was not that I needed face, but that I didn’t want her to come over to comfort me again, because at that time I already knew how to strong. 9. Composition: There is no depression in my expression bag

There is no depression in my expression bag

Even though life is extremely difficult, there is no depression

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It’s spring again, and a green seedling grows on the roadside stone, and colorful flowers bloom on the grass. After a spring rain, many plants that had been dormant for a long time slowly revived. The splendor of spring soon replaced the snowy winter days.

Walking alone on the path on Moshang, the warm light of the setting sun shines on me. It was extremely cold and quiet all around, and only the gurgling water could be heard.

I didn’t do well in the exam that time.

In this intense competition for degrees, grades determine destiny. Therefore, my family is very concerned about my academic performance, and any small fluctuation can touch the heart of my parents. Not to mention that the decline was a bit serious.

It just feels like the sky is deliberately exaggerating the atmosphere, making it unnaturally dark. The usual flying birds also disappeared. Some are just silent.

Looking at the setting sun from a distance, I just want to forget the frustration of being scolded. The dim light in the distance spreads through the branches and leaves of the tree onto a small flower, which looks so desolate.

Soon, night fell.

With a somewhat sad mood, breathing a bit sad air, I slept a bit sad sleep.

I don’t know when, a golden light shone through the window on my face. The sky was so clear, sweeping away the gloomy atmosphere. Everyone in the family started to get busy.

Looking at the sun in the sky which is not very dazzling yet, I thought for a long time. Finally, I made a cup of tea and started doing my homework.

The deceased passed away like a man, and in a blink of an eye it was dusk again.

I took a walk on the path on Moshang again. The difference from yesterday is that there is an old farmer working on the road, and there are a few more flocks of birds in the sky. It is no longer as silent as yesterday.

The old farmer was farming unhurriedly, and there was no emotion or joy on his face. When he saw me, he put down the farm tools in his hands, walked towards me, and asked me in an old and hoarse voice: "Young man, what's the matter? I see you are a little unhappy?

I nodded lightly and replied : “I just didn’t do well in the exam. "

The old farmer wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and said: "Look at the sun that day, it will set later, and it will rise again tomorrow. Whether you do well or not in the exam will pass quickly. There is no need to let this affect your mood. Look at that plant, it can grow in the gap between two stones, and it is green from top to bottom. The difficulties we face are nothing compared to it. ”

For a moment, I fell into deep thought.

Good and bad will eventually pass. Instead of being sad and depressed, it is better to turn them into motivation for moving forward. There is still something to be done in the cracks of the stone. There is life, so what does my frustration mean? No matter how big the difficulty is, it can be overcome!

I just feel that the sky is so vast and the earth is so boundless and wild. The fragrance is so gorgeous and the sound of the water is so beautiful.

How can you let depression take over your wonderful youth?

From that moment on, my expression pack was no longer depressed!