In our daily study, work or life, everyone often comes into contact with composition. The composition must be focused on the theme and elaborated around the same theme. Don't ramble, the theme is lax or even without theme. How to write a thoughtful and literary composition? The following is my composition on the topic of taste, which I collected for you. I welcome your reference and hope it will help you. Essay 1

on the topic of taste. Perhaps, God wants us all to be born, so let's get rid of the usual taste of tears and love!

Everyone will cry from birth. At this time, she doesn't know what love is, let alone how to taste the blend of your tears and love. At that time, in fact, God has already let us feel the blend of tears and love, and that love is also family.

As we grow up, there is more and more love that accompanies us. In our life, we feel the love from everyone around us all the time, including affection, friendship and teacher-student relationship. And whenever we enjoy this love, it seems that we have no leisure to take this love for gratitude.

On such a sunny and breezy day, it seems that she is touching your face and my face is as bright as flowers, but I like to wander lonely in this bustling city, standing quietly on a high place, enjoying the afterglow of the sunset alone, looking at the blue sky and pure white clouds, enjoying the flawless purity alone, enjoying the logical distance between the sky and me, and being in the third grade.

However, perhaps it is because of all this, because of this loneliness, that I have learned to be grateful, and I have learned to be grateful to all the people I love!

A person didn't come to this world alone, and the people I know didn't become my friends for no reason, but for love, because we have the same dream and soul!

at that moment, I shed tears, with the most sincere gratitude, and also with that love, which is similar to crossing the corner of my mouth. I tasted the blend of tears and love. He is sweet, as sweet as honey!

at this time, I realized that we have already learned that loving and being loved is just our share of love. Without being so hot and overflowing, everything seems so simple and ordinary. However, love is always so casual. It is not a magnificent sea, nor is it thundering. It is just a calm lake, which is occasionally thrown into a stone and rippled.

The same is true of the taste of tears and love, with a dull fragrance and a warm current pouring into the deepest part of my heart! Composition 2 on the topic of taste

Some people like to eat stinky tofu that smells bad and smells good. Some people also like to eat hot and sour vermicelli and salty seaweed.

I like the sweet taste best.

every time I take bitter medicine, my eyebrows and nose are wrinkled into a pile. However, as long as I think that I can eat candy after taking the medicine, I will "Gollum" all the medicine and eat sweet candy. I think this is the sweet and bitter!

Every time I eat too spicy food, my mouth is burning with pain, and my tears are pouring down. I hurriedly find a candy and put it in my mouth, and it will be all right in a moment.

when I hear my favorite song, I can't help but put a candy in my mouth. How happy I am!

I like ice cream, too. When it is hot in summer, take a bite of ice cream, which is cool in your mouth and sweet in your heart!

I like the sweet taste best. Sweet taste of happiness, sweet taste of happiness ...

I wish everyone happiness and happiness! 3

Time for the composition on the topic of taste makes people understand; Experience makes people mature. -inscription

I met you in July, in the wind of Dongguan. In July, people feel that it is on fire, especially in the south. Just after attending the college entrance examination, I can't wait to get on the train going south, regardless of its grades, leaving my hometown and school all aside and rushing to the outside world.

in the south, the sun is shining, and those asphalt roads are sweating, not to mention people. When I stood in front of my cousin's company, it was already ten minutes after midnight. At this point in the country, everything is quiet, chickens don't crow, dogs don't bark, and occasionally a few late birds cross the night sky, adding a lot of cold atmosphere. However, it is indeed brightly lit, with shops, snack bars, crowds of people and shuttle cars, which is no less than the daytime scene in our county.

I went straight to the security room, but the security guard gave me a pot of cold water: Cousin left her job and is no longer in this company!

I'm confused, what should I do? When I turned away in disappointment, a voice came from behind: "Are you A Juan's cousin?" I looked back and saw a handsome girl coming towards me.

"Yes, how do you know?" I looked at her doubtfully.

"When A Juan left, she told me that she had a cousin coming and asked me to take care of it. No, I just got off work. " The girl said generously, "What? Still don't believe me? " She saw the conjecture in my heart.

"ok, I'll call your cousin." With that, she went to the security room and made a phone call. Soon, she waved to me: "Come and answer the phone, your cousin's." After answering my cousin's phone call, my heart fell to the ground, so I won't sleep on the street tonight.

Ali (my cousin told me that this girl is from Hunan, called Ali, and she is a small monitor in the workshop. ) took me to eat some supper and asked me how to stay tonight. I said, go and stay in a hotel.

Ali glanced at me. "It's 1 a night. Why don't you squeeze in with my hometown for one night and talk about entering the factory tomorrow. Besides, it's very late, so don't stay in a hotel." The tone is obviously like caring about your brother. "I am only two years younger than your cousin, so I can be your sister, and I won't harm you."

summer nights are like water. Ali's words remind me of my deskmate, who also cares about me. However, Ali and I just met for the first time. How can we feel this way?

The night wind is very light. She walks in the wind, and I follow her. I smelled the faint scent of jasmine, which spread from her body and in the night sky. The night gave me a warm smell, and I was in a strange south, so I was obsessed with breathing and breathing the wind ... It seemed that everything was logical. I entered Ali's company and worked as a summer job under her.

When you go to school, you always think about how wonderful the outside world is, but when you really sit on the assembly line, everything is no longer the original imagination, and your hands are always moving. If you want to drink saliva, someone must replace you, otherwise there will be a mountain in front of your workbench, and if you are seen by the management, you will swear. If you are slow, you can't do it. If you are slow, the processes behind you will slow down. If you can't make many products in one day, you will still be scolded. One day, after 12 hours, my ass hurts, my hands can't stretch straight, my eyes are squint and I have no spirit at all.

when Ali and I sat on the green grass of the company, it was already very late. Ali stared at me: "Are you tired, Amin?" I nodded, and my eyes were a little hot. My cousin didn't call me and ask me how I was, but she was so concerned about me. Why?

"Amin, do you want to know my story? I'm only two years older than you. When I graduated from high school, I was admitted to the university, but my family couldn't afford the high tuition and living expenses. I don't want my parents to worry, because I have a younger brother who is a freshman, and his academic performance is even better than mine. But parents don't agree. They always borrow half of the tuition fees, but they can't get together. It hurts my heart to watch them frown and sigh under the dim oil lamp. Our parents raised us, provided us with education, and worried about our tuition, even losing face, as long as the road behind us is easy. However, the reality is cruel, although the ideal is full! I chose to go south and take part in the burden of my family. I put the admission notice in my heart, because I used to be a leader. I worked hard and gained something. Things are impermanent. As long as I don't regret it, I will be strong! "

Listening to her talk, it seems that her eyes are drifting away. Do you miss your relatives far away? Still worried that the younger brother who also took the college entrance examination can fulfill his sister's college dream? I gently took her hand. "Sister Ali, trust your brother, he can do it!" "

"Amin, how did you do in the exam? That night, I saw you, as if I saw my brother, and I cared about you unnaturally. You don't think, how can this girl be so familiar? " Ali smiled softly, and instead of taking her hand away from mine, she grasped it.

I smiled, feeling a little embarrassed. "No, I'm just curious."

"Silly boy, can you fool my eyes?" Ali hit me on the head with her other hand.

moonlight, hazy. In the air in July, a meteor actually glided by. I looked up and said, "Sister Ali, make a wish!" "

Ali raised her eyes, clear as water and beautiful. I really want to kiss them! Then she folded her hands, lowered her long eyelashes, and murmured.

"ok, I promised, it's your turn!" " Alijiao smiled. "Think about it." So, I learned from Ali's appearance and maybe made a wish.

the moonlight is beautiful. The night sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a fishing boat, as if sailing in a wide silver river; The moon is like a shy girl, hiding in the clouds for a while, and then lifting the veil to show her charming face. The whole world is soaked in dreamy silver gray by moonlight!

The wind gently stirs the hearts of lovers. "Look, a pair of lovers over there, how nice!"

"Bad boy, what are you thinking?" Ali gave me a push and said shyly.

"Sister Ali, do you have a boyfriend?" I looked at her expectantly, and I couldn't tell whether I wanted her to have it or not. What a complicated psychology!

"Amin, can you tell me what you just wished for?" Obviously, she changed the subject.

"tell the truth?" I'm a little overwhelmed. "Of course, why tell lies?"

"I want to kiss your eyes. So clear! " I dared to say it, but I didn't dare to look at her.

After a silence, the moon seemed to be shy. It got into the clouds, and the night became dark, but it shed infinite green glow, making the night even more beautiful and hazy.

"Look at me, I promise you and realize your wish." She took my head with her hand. "I hope you can get out of the confusion of life and mature as soon as possible!" "

I looked into her eyes. They were calm eyes. In the face of suffering, I didn't hesitate or retreat, but bravely faced it. Those are a pair of bright eyes, without temperature, but like spring rain and dew, nourishing the heart; Those are a pair of loving eyes, which have no language, but seem to have a thousand words; Those are angelic eyes, how amazing!

so, I kissed it gently, without any other thoughts in my heart, just love!

"Sister Ali, what's your wish?" I stared at her. What was the girl who was only two years older than me thinking?

"If it's fate, I'll tell you in three years." Ali looked away from me and looked at the night sky with some nostalgia. On the southern land, how many fates are happening and how many are slipping away? Who knows?

the moonlight passed through the shade of the trees, and the glittering broken jade was leaked. Is it the smell of acacia? The wind, gently; Moon, soft. The moon is so bright, the earth is illuminated with snow, and the trees, factories and streets seem to be covered with a layer of mercury, which is very clear and transparent, while we are wandering in the forest, our hearts seem to have a natural connection.

I took a deep breath of the night air, and it smelled like jasmine! For many years, I have been familiar with the taste of my parents, the taste of love and selflessness; For many years, I have been familiar with the taste of brothers and sisters, the taste of relatives, and blood is thicker than water; For many years, I have been familiar with the taste of classmates, friendship and warmth; For many years, I have been familiar with the taste of my neighbors and my hometown ...

Tonight, I am familiar with another kind of taste, which is not related to my relatives, meets the ends of the earth by chance, and is my bosom friend. This kind of taste is sweet but not greasy, warm but not impetuous, refreshing, and will last forever!

Time gives us the opportunity to grow. If you don't grow, no one will grow for you. Time has given us the process of understanding. If you are blindly confused, no one will understand it for you. Years, like a carving knife, will be immature and mature, and mature and old. Do you dare not understand the world of mortals and fireworks as soon as possible?

"ok, sister Ali, we agreed: for three years, no matter where you and I are, tell me your wishes!" " I took her hands and walked into the night in the south, so light and natural, without any affectation.

Youth must stand the toss, otherwise it can't be called publicity youth! Youth, there must always be the charm of youth, otherwise there can be no praise as beautiful as flowers! Youth, there must always be reasons to forgive, otherwise there will be no heroic start all over again!

in July, the southern sky is vast and far away. In July, the wandering heart seems to have matured.

After experiencing the wind, you will know the joy and sadness of flowers blooming and withering; After the rain, you will understand the surprise and loss of the ebb and flow of the tide; After experiencing the storm, you will understand the infinite beauty of helping each other in the same boat! After the storm, the rainbow appeared.

experience makes people mature quickly! If it is not mature, it will be harvested together like a green tree in autumn! Just like, the road of your life and mine is wrong, or tortuous, so we should face it bravely and not avoid it.

when the words on the screen are green, the thoughts are green, the mood is green, and the realm is naturally green.

for a long time, after a long time, I walk in the wind, and I still have your smell, the smell of jasmine, forever and ever! Composition 4

"Come on-come on! Fresh and delicious food! Buy it quickly! " In the streets and alleys, loud cries are heard, and the aroma of many delicacies rushes into your head and reverberates to every cell in your body ... What a fascinating stimulus! The more lively the night market is, the more you will never be disappointed.

Seeing the night market in the middle of a hungry night is almost as exciting as finding a sweet spring in the desert! Whether it's an egg cake made of fresh eggs and special batter, or a garlic sausage baked with black-haired pork and minced garlic, it's gorgeous and fragrant. Even so, I still can't compete with my favorite, the fresh oysters that are alive and kicking, and the fried oysters.