In ordinary study, work and life, many people have written compositions. Writing compositions can exercise our habit of being alone, calm ourselves down and think about our future direction. So have you ever learned anything about composition? The following is the composition of ordinary days and fragrance that I helped you organize, for reference only. Let's take a look. Ordinary days are also fragrant. Composition 1

A Jingui tree was planted in the yard of my hometown. Every autumn, the rich and sweet fragrance will pervade the whole courtyard. In the dark green branches and leaves, small golden flowers are hidden among them, in clusters, crowded with each other, bustling, and very lively.

At this time, my mother always holds the bamboo basket in one hand and my little hand in the other, and the two of them follow the fragrance of flowers and disappear into the osmanthus flowers. The golden wind in August is very comfortable on the face, just like a mother's hand stroking her cheek. Mother slung the whole bamboo basket around her waist, brushed away the dense leaves with one hand, brushed off a few golden rays from it, gently put them into the basket, picked them while looking into the branches and leaves from time to time. You have to choose carefully. It can't be the pale yellow that is sick and withered, and it can't be the withered petals that are rolled up. It can only be golden yellow, with four petals slightly stretched, giving off the fragrance of My Sweetie.

as for me, I stood under the tree, stood on tiptoe, put my hand into pieces of dark green, rummaged through some flowering branches with lush foliage, gently pinned them down, held them in my palm and buried my head among the flowers. A round drop of dew is like a girl's crystal clear eyes, giving a pure and transparent kiss to flowers. Smell it carefully, and the refreshing fragrance, with moist breath, haunts the whole nasal cavity.

whenever I show my mother what I've gained for a long time, my mother always smiles and takes the flowers I sent, gently puts them in the golden bamboo basket, and then takes my hand and walks home together. At that time, her young face was full of happiness, and her eyes with dew were so gentle and beautiful. The breeze caressed and swayed the flowers of a tree, gently and softly suffused the whole courtyard.

when I get home, my mother will first put the flowers I picked in a vase and take good care of them. The faint fragrance will linger for two or three weeks. Then soak the four small flowers in water, float them back and forth in clear water several times and wash them. Soak for an afternoon, wait until all the flowers float on the water like a layer of broken gold, then filter out the raw water, add sugar, add honey, and simmer gently, until the white moist petals gradually lose color, and then seal them in a jar. Those originally a basket of osmanthus flowers become a jar of sweet osmanthus honey. Every time I eat it in the future, it seems that I have entered the autumn season again. I opened the lid, scooped out a spoonful of osmanthus soup, turned around and inserted it into the soup. The whole dish will be filled with the unique sweetness of osmanthus. Occasionally, while my mother was not paying attention, she quietly scooped a few spoonfuls from the jar and put them in her mouth. The sweet honey slipped down her throat and reverberated in the taste buds for a long time. The whole person seemed to be under the tree again, and the breeze blew off a tree of osmanthus, laying a furry blanket for the brown land.

Even now, there are two cans of nectar in the refrigerator at home. Every time I taste it, I always think of the appearance of picking sweet-scented osmanthus with my mother when I was a child. Those happy bits and pieces of childhood, accompanied by faint floral fragrance, draw a series of wonderful notes and play a brisk melody, which lingers in ordinary days. The aroma is touching and the smell of flowers makes people move. Ordinary days are also fragrant. Composition 2

In the autumn season, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the osmanthus fragrance is fragrant. "Snapping-"A plane tree leaf fell to the surface of the water and whispered. On such an ordinary day, I can smell a little refreshing fragrance.

I came to a park near my home and walked. It's already autumn, and the children are wearing autumn clothes and playing in the park. You can smell the flowers here. I am intoxicated with this spring and autumn harvest. Unconsciously, the stomach began to "make a revolution." So, I had to leave the park for a while and go to the noodle restaurant I often go to for lunch.

when I walked into the noodle restaurant, I heard a noise. People sat together in twos and threes, chatting and gossiping. I glanced at the menu and ordered fried rice. Just as I was about to pay the bill, an accident happened. When I touched my pocket, I didn't find any trace of money. I subconsciously pulled out my pants pocket and rummaged, but it was still fruitless. I looked up and said sorry to the shopkeeper, and explained the reason, so I left the noodle restaurant temporarily.

I lost my mind and searched aimlessly between the park and my home. Inadvertently, a few plane leaves fell, and the air was filled with faint fragrance. Thirty minutes passed, right at my door, and I gave up. Now, I don't know why, but I have a feeling of "going to my hometown, worrying and sneering, being bleak everywhere, feeling extremely sad." The earnest love.

the search was fruitless, so I had to take extra money from home to eat out.

it's not a taste to go back to the noodle restaurant, but what happened next will never be forgotten by me. As soon as the boss saw me, he said to me eagerly, "Oh, boy! Here is the money you dropped. " "What?" I was shocked and speechless for a long time. "A customer just came into the store and found this money and gave it to me," the shopkeeper dusted himself off and continued, "I spent a lot of effort to find you, so take good care of the money and don't drop it again!" I looked at the beady sweat on the owner's face, and I was moved by the hot face of the stove. There was another kind of "relaxed and happy, forgetting the honor and disgrace, leaving the wine in the wind, and it was a happy person." Emotions.

I was very surprised to receive the recovered money from the shopkeeper. Looking at those black hands, they are already covered with wrinkles and calluses, but these hands are as simple and kind as the people who face the loess and face the sky. The simple and mellow smile on the owner's face, as well as the smile when he wiped his sweat, made me remember it in my heart.

I'm full for this meal, more than ever. Just because, this meal is full of simple and kind fragrance.

the flowers have fallen. Aroma, tangy. Next to me, a plane tree leaf fell, just like ordinary people in life, unobtrusive. But ordinary people have the most simple personality, even on an ordinary day, there are still faint fragrance and sleeves. Ordinary days are also fragrant. 3

When we think about it, the things we remember deeply are often special and exciting. For example, I went to Xiangxi to take the glass plank road, and I went to Guilin to take a roller coaster. I was severely criticized by my teacher, and I won the second place in the fifth grade competition because of a gap of one point. These things, because they are intense, are unforgettable. On second thought, in fact, ordinary days are also fragrant, just because we have little experience and attention.

the study

is called the study to put it mildly. In fact, there is a desk and a bookshelf in the corner of the bedroom. The desk is facing the window, and you can see the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. Occasionally, you can see your aunt on the balcony, bask in the quilt, educating the children. The bookshelf is divided into three layers, the bottom layer contains textbooks and exercise books, the middle layer contains history books, and the top layer contains miscellaneous books, which are anime and inspirational. In short, they are favorite books. I finish my homework every day, which is the most relaxing time for me. Take a most interesting book from the shelf, immerse yourself in another world, and unconsciously forget the time. This is the most relaxing corner for me. It is normal to spend day after day in this corner, but it is also happy.

The stadium

After school, in the evening, the sun sets. As long as the weather is fine, my friends and I often go to the stadium after school. A group of people go to the stadium soon after talking and laughing, change their clothes and start playing basketball in groups. I play point guard on the court because I am flexible and control the ball well. Every time I score a goal or pass a good ball, my partner runs over and gives me a high five. Sweat wet our clothes, fell from our cheeks and raised the dust on the ground.

Hometown River

I will go back to my hometown to see my elders every other week, and there is a place I must go when I return home. That is the river in front of the house. At home, I heard the sound of the river rushing far away. When I took a closer look, there were all kinds of pebbles. The river was crystal clear and there were small fish swimming leisurely at the bottom of the river. Going to the river is one of my festivals. The first program is of course to pick up pebbles, which are heart-shaped and rectangular, preferably small and round pebbles, and can be strung into a bracelet. The second program, little fish, you will suffer. Put the net in one place and wait quietly. You can't scare them. You can close the net when the fish swim in. There is another dish for dinner. Now that there are fish, how can there be no crabs? Crabs often hide under stones. When you turn the stones over one by one, you will find crabs foaming under them. You can quickly hold them down with both hands, but you can't let them get away.

an ordinary day is the most beautiful day. Not exciting, not like a big river, but meaningful, like a small stream flowing long. Ordinary days are also fragrant. composition 4

One afternoon in summer, hot air swept across my face, and all the leaves hung down, and pedestrians on the road were lazy. It seems so hot that I want to fly to the South Pole.

as usual, I rode my bike to eat my favorite wonton.

the wonton shop is located in the garage on the first floor of the resettlement community, in front of the shop. The flower beds are full of flowers and plants. Although there are no billboards in front of the shop, many people go to eat, and the business is not bad.

at the door of that small shop, I leaned my bike against the wall. As soon as I entered the store, I saw three briquette stoves with two cauldrons and a pan on them. Next to the stove are cupboards and stoves, and wonton skins, stuffing and various seasonings are placed on the countertop. The back of the stove is separated by a large glass sliding door, and there are three dining tables in the sliding door.

At this moment, my mother-in-law was making small wonton. When she saw me, she smiled and said, "I knew you were coming to eat, so I prepared it for you first!" She asked me to blow the air conditioner in the back room first, but I still have to watch her make wonton trilogy.

The first step is very simple. Mother-in-law only needs to pick a small mass of meat with chopsticks and wrap it in wonton skin. Then she rolls it and pinches it, then throws it into a pot with boiling water. The wonton in the pot seems to be playing with bubbles. At this point, the mother-in-law began to prepare spices. First, she took a bowl, put some onions, monosodium glutamate, salt and lard, and then filled some meat and oil soup in another pot with a large spoon. When she washed it, the aroma was overflowing. This was the second step. Finally, take out the small wonton and put it in a bowl, and a bowl of delicious and fragrant small wonton will be ready. The wonton in the bowl is crystal clear, like a gem.

My mother-in-law brought me wonton, and I said, "Thank you!" As usual, she said, "You're welcome!" "Please fry another egg!" "OK!"

I first took a sip of soup, which tasted like a clear spring and flowed into my heart, which, to put it mildly, I will never forget. Then, I began to eat, wonton skin is very fresh and smooth, the meat is very tender, and then bring fried eggs to eat together, which is really delicious on earth!

eating and eating reminds me that when I was a child, my grandmother often brought me to eat, and some friends would join me. We all thought the taste was full of praise, and we wanted another bowl after eating. This is a childhood memory, but also miss my mother-in-law!

After eating the little wonton, I paid five yuan and said goodbye to my mother-in-law. Thinking that I can always come here to eat the little wonton, I hope my mother-in-law can keep this shop open.

Now, according to my grandmother, my mother-in-law has something at home. It seems that her daughter is going to have a baby. She has to go home to take care of the baby and can't sell small wonton any more. I feel very disappointed.

I don't know when I can return to the ordinary days of the past, taste the little wonton and see the smile on my mother-in-law's face again!

it's still scorching outside the store, and there is a trace of nostalgia in the breeze. Ordinary days are also fragrant. 5

Who knows that in a blink of an eye, time flies like electricity, and the past can't be erased.

In my spare time, I always like to walk by the river of memory, let the breeze caress me, blow open the flowers by the river of memory, and smell the refreshing fragrance ...

Fragrance

I don't spend much time with my grandfather in my memory, so I always remember the rare time together, and my grandfather and I will have some minor contradictions inadvertently, sometimes competing with each other, sometimes. Grandpa always seems to have endless patience and tricks to make me happy.

I got up reluctantly as usual that day. The accumulation of fatigue for several days made my body heavier, and my eyelids were unable to open like lead. I stumbled to the table in a daze, only to see my mother take out some envelopes and say they were given by my grandfather. I can tell without looking. It must be some strange gadgets again. Unexpectedly, when I opened the envelope, the original drowsiness disappeared immediately, and the envelope was full of stamps! This doesn't seem to be my expectation! Small and old stamps in my hand, I can't tell you the taste in my heart, as if a heat flow had dispelled the biting cold in the morning.

God knows how much time it takes Grandpa to collect so many stamps: people, flowers, birds, boats, buildings ... Looking at these small square pieces of paper, the breakfast in front of him becomes sweeter. Although the memories with Grandpa are fragmentary, seeing the careful cutting on the stamps, it seems that there is a lingering fragrance.

Sweet fragrance

I have been studying in middle school for two years, and I spent the happiest time with her unconsciously. In the past two years, small quarrels have become an indispensable entertainment item for us every day. We are very happy. We study together, walk around the campus together, and talk about our ideals and goals in life together. What's more interesting is that when we grab cookies for a few minutes during recess, whenever we play during recess, my stomach will always feel upset and hungry. At this time, you will hand me your cake, and this cake will become my ". We'll laugh about it.

mellow

I always hear people say how strict my father is, but here, I feel very different about my father. My relationship with my father is more like a friend. After dinner, I always habitually walked to the sofa, but that day was different-my mother was away, so I couldn't escape from washing dishes after dinner. Although I knew that my father would never wash them, I still bargained, and the result was imaginable. After my mother came back, after listening to my complaint, she began to "educate" my father. Looking at the way my father was wronged, I couldn't help but say a few words. This kind of life, simple but sweet, is as mellow as red wine ...

This kind of fragrant little day is my most ordinary day, so let you and I get drunk in this fragrant ordinary day! Ordinary days are also fragrant. Composition 6

In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the osmanthus fragrance is fragrant. Snapping-a plane tree leaf fell on the water and whispered softly. On such an ordinary day, I can smell some refreshing fragrance.

I came to a park near my home for a walk. It's already autumn, and the children have put on autumn clothes and played in the park. You can smell the flowers here. I am intoxicated in this spring and autumn period. I don't know