Multiple-choice composition 1 30, 40 without confusion, 50 knowing destiny. Isn't it a little late to know your destiny after half a century? Fate reminds me of "destiny takes a hand". The older generation seems to believe in these four Chinese characters, but I believe that man can conquer nature.
The biology teacher once said that all living things have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Paramecium will swim from high salinity water to clear water. Even single-celled creatures will make choices about their own destiny in the next second. Fish can lurk at the bottom of rivers, lakes or oceans and swim back and forth on the surface of various waters. But most of them choose the former because it is safer. Paramecium is an asexual reproductive organism. As long as it is divided, there will be descendants. Fish usually have a memory of only three seconds, but they don't forget to hide in the depths. They are not advanced creatures.
Humans can promote the development of the world and transform the world, and the choices they have to face are numerous and complicated. From the menu of every meal to the affected life in the operating room, or hundreds of millions of assets under a contract. People need to choose to decide their own destiny, and they also need to choose to change their own destiny. People cannot be bound by the environment. When your parents give you a rich and luxurious house, you can choose not to accept it. Of course, you can choose to continue to create greater wealth based on these family assets; But you can choose to start from scratch and then create excellent results, which will make you feel more fulfilled.
When your parents can't give you a rich material foundation, are you confused and can't find the direction of your destiny? You can choose self-improvement or poverty. Even if your self-improvement is destroyed, even if your repeated efforts and sweat are not rewarded, you can still choose to smile. Fate has given you the misfortune of crying a thousand times, but you still have to choose the reason for your 10 1 th smile.
Everyone has his own way of life. Some people live a colorful life, while others live a very bleak life. Some people live a high-profile life, while others keep a low profile. You can't comment on their lives, because most of them have chosen different fates according to their own abilities. People love to praise the roots buried deep underground, because they are unobtrusive. But if the roots are exposed to nature, they will soon die as long as they are exposed to a little rain and dew and a few meters of sunshine, and then dissipate into clouds with the whole tree. They were born to make the people behind the scenes willing to pay. The dazzling spotlight wisdom at the front desk made them at a loss. Choosing a suitable way to create your own destiny is the key.
Fate is death, life, wealth, encounter and personal operation. It will be influenced by the environment and the fluctuation of opportunities, but it is the choice that determines it. Choose a suitable path, choose a goal, choose a life belief, and then go on. That kind of fate is doomed, and it is also doomed to be decided by you.
The topic of choice in composition 2: Shadows, jade plates, the knot of returning geese and misty eyes reveal the ambiguity between dawn and midnight. Do you choose the sunrise at dawn? ...
Cinnamon fragrance, fallen leaves return to their roots, moonlight first appears, geese return one after another. The geese are looking around, staring at the fallen leaves and the long way home, waiting for the moment when the snow and ice melt. I looked out of the window, and my weakness turned into a thousand regrets. When will this article, which tortured me so much, go up in smoke? When confident hands handed the competition to the teacher again and again, the breeze scene in Xu Laili was shattered by "no" again and again, and my uneasy heart did not know when to let go. The ups and downs in my heart and the oncoming waves trapped me in this vast sea.
On the desk, the wind turned over pieces of paper, which one has not been carefully revised by me?
On the rough sea, a boat braving the wind and waves, should it put down its sails, stop its oars, drift to an island with the waves and be destroyed?
The wind is blowing my heartstrings. Looking at the coming night, the twilight seems to be quietly hanging over my heart. It was gray, as if thunder and lightning were going to join the performance. "Let the storm come more violently!" "Haiyan, don't give up! The radiant light after darkness summons you to be confused!
I looked at the articles that condensed my hard work and recalled the scenes that the teacher replied over and over again. My heart was shaking. You just give up the game? Is it just to let the hard-working figure in the light leave regret? Don't just leave depression in your memory?
Goose, the warmth of the south calls for you. Don't stop your wings for choice. The fatigue of flying will turn into your brave wings, accompany you and let you fly to a better future under the obstruction of the cold wind.
I have never imagined being frustrated three times and twice in the same event, but today, let frustration become a stone on the road of chasing dreams and cross it! The moment I cross it, maybe the moonlight will quietly give me strength!
I think, maybe I'm really unwilling, I can really do it, I can really make the sun rise for me tomorrow. Short-term failure is the stone that has been laid under your feet. Stand on tiptoe and let yourself see the other side not far away!
Bleak, leave a touch of Qingxi in the sunset and send it to your heart; Sadness, hope can make a bunch of soft sunshine and clear dew become a choice. Don't want to be devastated and leave regrets to time; I want to forge ahead and trudge through the sad and happy years. Melodious birdsong rings in my ears, as if it were the heavy and fearless footsteps of dawn.
I picked up the pen again and wrote down the harbor of dreams and hopes. Suddenly, I was full of ideas and splashed ink with a pen. Silently, the wings became the pen of a famous painter, depicting the gradual rise of the morning glow. I feel that the night is receding, and hope is quietly approaching me. Between pen and ink, it reflects the growth of a fish in choice. Handsome handwriting, dimly dissipated, let the fog in my heart disappear without a trace.
The geese returning to the south are no longer wandering. At this point, they have embarked on a journey of dreams. Close your eyes and feel the wind whispering in your ear. At this time, the bright starry sky is just your foil, and the dawn is on the hillside. ...
Composition 3 on the topic of choice chose a distant place, so it only cares about difficulties and hardships. -Wang Guozhen
This month's provincial taekwondo competition failed, and the date was postponed ... I silently trained on the field.
"Dare?" He looked at me and asked, stood up and put on his helmet. My choice is ...
On the seven-foot battlefield, children like to fight with heroes. "Go!" I hit my body with a horizontal kick and then kicked it like a knife. I saw that you were unhurried, slipped back gently, turned around, your legs rolled like a whirlwind, your right foot unfolded gently, and you were caught off guard by the arch of his right foot. I lost my center of gravity and fell on the mat. A carp stood up and jumped up. I was not discouraged by the improper connection of that foot and the carelessness of Jingzhou. He stepped back slightly, looked at my head, his mouth twitched a few times, and his hand slowly came down from the shelf from top to bottom. A strong murderous look came on my face, which made me breathless. Suddenly, he jumped up like a sharp arrow, and the control span has arrived. I thought I would attack the trunk, and my hand couldn't help going down to defend it. Who knows, the next one, leg press, hit me hard on the shoulder. I tripped and fell to the ground again. At this time, I was entangled in my heart: Are you still persistent? A word suddenly echoed in my heart: since I chose the distance, I only care about the hardships.
I got up and waited quietly. At this moment, my right foot kicked his torso with lightning speed, unexpectedly changed the hitting posture, turned to the head, and "pa" and got the hard-won first point. It seems that he was hit on the head and was very angry, and the effect was achieved. It's time to use your own killing tactics: whirlwind kicks like thunder, and then kicks like a tiger whip; Chop like a dragon, cross kick is a fatal sickle. After a few strokes, he slipped back slightly, quickly gained a foothold, and his eyes were a little more serious. He looked up and said, "Look out, little brother!" His legs quickly lifted over my torso, but it was only a passing area. I slipped back and tried to break the attack, but I was slow after all. His second foot actually kicked me in the head. Then, I know why immunity makes me cautious. Boy, those legs were put on my head like a slap, and my heart was shaking. I don't know how to resist. I succeeded and came to him. My leg was held high and cut off. This leg symbolizes my final victory. I want to thank myself, because at the last moment, I not only chose to fight, but also chose to fight hard.
Since you have chosen the sky, don't long for sunny weather; Since you have chosen the land, don't long for a Ma Pingchuan; Since you have chosen the ocean, don't rush to smooth sailing; Since I chose the distance, I only care about the hardships.
Loneliness is not sinking, not closing one's heart, nor being content with obscurity. In loneliness, what you can feel is strength and vitality. Loneliness is an indispensable drink in life. Being able to taste loneliness and the ups and downs of the world will make your soul sublimate into a real strong person in loneliness.
The noisy road is full of laughter, birds are singing, butterflies are flying, but there is no fruit of life. Loneliness is like an ancient fossil of life. Although it won't be a warm and dead silence, it can be hung up to a higher level. This time is not suitable for us to indulge in lively laughter. Its luxury and luxury will make me lose too much precious time, even lose myself and miss a bright future. It is better to enjoy the thinking brought by loneliness alone and cherish its beauty. People, perhaps only when they are lonely, will calm down and think about themselves and pay attention to the surrounding scenery. It is an unbearable pain to think of myself, immerse myself in an atmosphere of exultation and frolicking, enjoy the care of relatives and fear loneliness; Without the company of relatives and friends, such a day is not easy for a minute. Now, I am often suddenly silent in the laughter of others and forget the direction in the warm yellow light. I feel confused when I see fallen leaves … why? Perhaps, I need loneliness, a quiet world where I can imagine myself.
Everyone wants to refuse loneliness from the moment they are born. People are afraid of lonely moments, but the following days tell me. After every loud laugh, you also need a lonely space, because only when you are lonely, can you really look at yourself and reflect on yourself, so that you can avoid mistakes as much as possible or correct them in time, so that you won't fall down in the same place for the second time. Chewing loneliness may sometimes be a kind of pain, but the meaning of life is sublimated in this rumination.
Now that I am lonely, I begin to think in a lonely way. Standing in the sky with a lonely attitude, looking up at the sky, listening to the songs of birds and watching them cross the sky. Pull out a transparent scar with wings. When they flap their wings, their voices rustle down and melt in my hands. I looked at the clouds and watched them dancing beautifully in the air. Although the clouds we see are patches, they are actually lonely, because every lonely cloud in the sky is in a different loneliness. They can't dance hand in hand, but pass by. After all, each has its own life trajectory, and the world is so colorful, seeking common ground while reserving differences.
The future is still far away, life is still bumpy, and the long road is filled with the wind and frost of the years. So, in the vicissitudes of life, I learned to be lonely, and now I am very lonely. As always, I am moving towards the goal of life, stepping the pace of never-ending pursuit, and searching hard and persistently along the track of slope. ...
Composition 5 with the topic of choice reflects different lives from different angles. Choose the right angle to show your most beautiful life. Choose the right angle, give full play to your talents and make life better!
When the sun rises in the morning in Ran Ran, where do you like to stand when you stand in the morning to watch the sunrise? Peak, seaside, tree or roof? The sunrise is the same no matter where you like to stand. If you stand where you like, you will find that there are too many unique wonderful things, and only words can understand them! Because you chose a suitable angle.
If you choose different angles for different things, then you will understand different things. If you stand in the right angle, you will read more.
From the right angle, you will see more beautiful scenery. When you climb the mountain to enjoy the scenery, find an angle that suits you, and you will feel that the scenery is actually more beautiful; When you open the window to enjoy the scenery, find a suitable angle, and you will feel that such scenery is actually more comfortable; When you stop to enjoy the scenery in the grassland and find a suitable angle, you will feel that this kind of scenery is actually more unique.
Choose the right angle, even a grass will show a different style. It grows in the desert and is still green, so the grass shows us the power of life from this angle.
Choose the right angle to experience, you will find more differences, you will find that the withered jujube tree is so tall and straight, you will find that the withered petals are so affectionate and meaningful, you will find that the autumn wind is so entertaining, you will find that …
Not only the scenery, but also the life.
Li Ling, a rural female teacher, created a world of knowledge for left-behind children and gave them the warmth of love. She chose the right angle, interpreted the infinite value of life and sang the song in her heart.
Photographer Mo Zhai sailed around the world alone with the flag of China, proclaiming the strength of China people to the world. He chose the right angle and showed strong patriotism.
Zhang Jiahuan, a singer who was born soon, was diagnosed that she would not live to be 18 years old at most. From the first time she sang, she fell in love with singing, no matter how bitter or painful it was, just to stand on the stage. She lived to be 18 years old, because she chose to face it bravely and created a miracle of life.
From the right angle, think about the beauty of those leisure times. Dreams are not out of reach. As long as we persist and cross those ditches, we will eventually get what we want.
From an appropriate point of view, it is not impossible to overcome those failures. As long as we work hard and walk through those thorns and thistles, we will eventually achieve fruitful results.
Let's focus all our eyes on the other side of our dreams, choose the right angle, and let our talents accompany us on the road of our dreams. Let's take advantage of our youth and dreams and sail to the other side of success.
What is the choice of composition 6 with the topic of choice? I don't know. I think we should get to know each other in combination with our own experience.
When I was very young, I felt that the choice was simple, that is, to say what I wanted. My mother always can't decide what kind of food to buy to suit our family's taste when she goes shopping every day. Mother asked her sister, "What do you want to eat?" My sister replied, "Whatever." My mother was very dissatisfied with this answer, because my sister didn't help her make a good choice, so she turned to ask me. I couldn't stand my temper for a long time, and immediately expressed my opinion: "Mom, I want to eat braised pork." It seems that my mother likes my affirmative answer.
When I was in elementary school, I still felt that the choice was still so simple that there was no need to struggle. I am in the third grade of primary school in Shanghai. When I was in the fourth grade, my parents had to transfer me to a private primary school in Changzhou for work reasons. They came to ask for my advice, and I agreed without any struggle. I am very happy because I have been to Changzhou, which is more interesting than Shanghai where I live. I have a good friend there. If I study in Changzhou, I can visit her every day.
Before I knew it, I was in the sixth grade of primary school, and I was already a young girl. I have my own ideas, and I can even be independent in some things. Choice, for me, I don't know when it started, and it became complicated.
Graduation season, I know exactly what I want-to be admitted to the experiment. Entering the experiment is almost something I think about day and night, and I work hard for it every day. However, my name is still not on the final admission list, and I am completely devastated. However, I know that crying can't solve the problem, so I went back to my room, closed the door, took Tagore's Birds from the bookshelf and turned pages by pages. I want to immerse myself in the book and forget the pain caused by this failure.
Suddenly, a sentence came into my eyes-"If you shed tears when you miss the sun, you will also miss the stars." This sentence deeply touched me. Yes, one "failure" does not mean all failures. If I keep feeling sorry for myself and don't cheer up, I will lose the "star". Besides, experiments are not the only good schools. I can also go to other schools and be a good student, a good student who can't get the experiment.
I walked out of the room and said to my mother, "Mom, it doesn't matter. I can also choose to study in Yancheng. I will study hard. It doesn't matter where you study! " "Mom saw that I didn't continue to be negative, and my frowning brows finally eased a lot.
This is my choice, although there is some helplessness, but I will firmly go on and meet the next choice.
Finally, we use Tagore's poem to sum up: "I can't choose the best, but the best chose me."
Take the choice as the topic. Composition 7 "Mom, I want this toy!" "Are you? It looks really beautiful. " Mm-hmm. ""ok, mom will buy it for you. "Every time I see this scene, I think, if only I were her mother. I can have many Barbie dolls!
When I was a child, my mother always forbade me to eat sweets. Unless I eat fast and clean and get up early in the morning, I will be rewarded with a few pieces of candy.
One summer, a distant relative came to my house and brought a big bag of toffee. My eyes suddenly lit up, and my mother seemed to find something and hid the sugar. My eyes were suddenly eclipsed and I bowed my head and went out.
Seeing my friend eating with a lollipop, I thought, "Alas! If only his mother were my mother, I can eat good polysaccharide! Finally, my brother and I couldn't resist the temptation of delicious candy and started looking for it. Many things happen, and we found the candy.
My brother and I ate one by one, and in less than half an hour, the bag was empty. My mother scolded me and my brother severely, and I began to think, "How gentle her mother is, if only my mother." Think of me, I'm still smiling.
As a result, I had a terrible toothache the next day, but I still wanted to change my mother so that I could eat sugar without toothache.
Pocket money, most children should have it, right? It's a pity that my mother won't give me a penny. When I was in junior high school, I had to buy a lot of things. When I first started school, not to mention buying some pens and books myself. I have a feeling that I seem to ask my mother for money every day, which makes me seem to spend money every day. Sometimes I want to buy some snacks, but I'm afraid my mother will blame me, so I have to pay for it myself. My lucky money has also been confiscated. It's not easy to save some money!
When I asked Zhou Wen if she had pocket money, she just said, "Yes!" I'm not comparing myself. I just want to say, "Mom is so stingy that she won't give me the money. If only I had been born in a family in Zhou Wen. "
Now I work for my mother and wrote an article. As a result, many bloggers feel that my salary is lower than the national standard. After reading the comments, I went to argue with my mother, but my mother ignored me. I said indignantly, "Hum! I wish I had been born in someone else's house. " As a result, my mother said, "You go, I won't stop you."
However, there is only one mother. Sometimes, we only see the goodness of other people's mothers and don't know anything else. Our mother holds us back for our own good, just like me. If I listen to my mother and eat less sugar, my teeth will not be bad. We should be considerate of our mother and help her do some housework, be obedient and be sensible.
Parents' love for us can't be limited to our life of "clothes reaching out and food opening our mouths", it includes every turning point in our life, every second of growth care, and so on. Only by truly understanding "thinking about change when you are poor" can you truly "be considerate of your mother, help her do some housework, be obedient and be sensible." More likely, we should also learn to write something to them, even the most trivial things.
If I can hold a handful of moonlight, I will choose the softest one. If I can pick the red leaves of Xiangshan, I choose the most gorgeous one; If I could pick all the stars in the sky, I would choose the brightest one. Maybe you will say that my choice is not the best, but my choice, I believe.
Between Yu Boya and Jay Chou, I chose Mountains and Rivers, which was magnificent at that time and full of melody, surpassing all impetuous fashions; Between Li Bai and f4, I chose Shu Dao Nan, whose bold imagination and romantic color are enough to resist all boring vulgarity. Maybe you will say that my choice is too old-fashioned, but my choice, I believe.
I like surfing the internet and feel the convenience and practicality of striding on the "information superhighway", but I refuse to communicate online, because only face to face can be soul mates; I like to walk on busy streets and try my best to breathe the modern atmosphere created by science and technology, but I hate modern industries because they destroy beautiful homes. Maybe you will say that my choice is too contradictory, but people are the unity of contradictions, so I believe my choice.
The speech was successful, and I chose a confident smile instead of a hypocritical calm; I failed in the game. I chose to cry to the fullest instead of pretending to be indifferent. Failure is the mother of success. If you are not beautiful, I won't praise you for falling in love with the country, but I will tell you that the enrichment of the soul is better than all good things; You are stupid, I won't say you are extremely clever, but I will enlighten you, and diligence will make you successful! Maybe you will say that my choice is not subtle enough, but I like frankness and sincerity.
When I meet someone in trouble on the mountain, I will definitely choose to lend a helping hand; When I meet a thirsty person in the desert, I will definitely choose to give up the last drop of water; In the face of money, reputation and national interests, I told myself: I will always be from China, and my life is in China; Between justice and life, I tell myself that morality and honesty are the souls of life, and people can't live without souls. You may say that my choice is unwise, but there is no reason for my choice. I only know that this is a choice made by my heart, and I can't betray my heart.
Between the flowers and the hard work, I chose a journey full of hardships and bumps; Between going out to play and boating in the sea, I chose the platform of life and walked towards the "ivory tower" in my heart. Between countless kinds of life and death, I chose the most tortuous path. Because I always tell myself that the one who can climb the ivory tower can be an eagle or a snail. If I am destined not to be an eagle, I will also be a small snail, moving towards my goal, never bowing my head and never giving up.
Every setback will leave scars, and every scar gives me a pair of eyes to see the world. Maybe you will laugh at my stupid choice, but my persistence prompted me to make my own choice, and I will always believe it.
There are too many choices on the answer sheet of life. Maybe my choice is not perfect, but I will always believe that I will never change all the choices I have made with my heart!