In real life or work and study, everyone has been exposed to writing. Through writing, we can gather our scattered thoughts together. How to write a good composition? The following are 1 excellent compositions of Grade Two that I have compiled for you, for reference only. Let's have a look. 1

Chongqing is a place close to mountains and water. Unique geographical environment and a long history. I have left a lot of delicious food for this mountain city. After coming to Chongqing, it will definitely make you memorable. Now, let me, a native of Chongqing, be your food guide!

I got up early in the morning. Take a breath of fresh air, and it's time to set off after washing. Of course, you have to have breakfast. It is very convenient to buy breakfast in Chongqing, and it is sold everywhere. The most famous is none other than; Ma Yuan, it's a lump. Ma Garden: It is a sweet stuffing of glutinous rice bread, which is fried with sesame seeds in an oil pan until it is a hollow Huang Jinqiu. It is crispy outside and soft and waxy inside, oily but not greasy, and tastes sweet. It's definitely not enough to eat one, then another piece of rice cake; Knead a small square with good glutinous rice. Add a few local pepper, then put it in the oil pan and fry it until it is a golden lump, but the difference is that it tastes crisp and hemp. Coupled with the bag of soybean milk, it is guaranteed to make you energetic in the morning. Except for camellia oleifera, fried dough sticks, fried dumplings, glutinous rice balls, authentic Chongqing noodles, and light ones; Porridge (porridge), white cake, heavy cake ... When you are full, go and visit the beautiful scenery of Chongqing!

When you come to Jie Fangbei Pedestrian Street, you will regret not going to Baji Street. There are all kinds of hot and sour noodles, Dan Dan noodles, Jiuyuan steamed stuffed bun, Shancheng Xiaotangyuan, Qiaoqiao wonton soup ... and they are all local snacks. First, a bowl of hot and sour powder, add seasoning to the cooked glutinous rice flour, put more pepper and vinegar, and finally add a little meat buns. "wow! It smells good. " I can't help eating more. "Too spicy?" It doesn't matter. Eat mountain small soup garden to relieve spicy; The noodles in the soup garden should be kneaded evenly, cooked, and put some mash, which tastes sweet and sour, and can also be fruity. You can never get enough to eat while walking. You can taste the spicy kebabs, both meat dishes and vegetarian dishes. Then a string of dried bean curd, a string of cold rice noodles and a string of ham sausage ... Brush with Chili, and it tastes spicy. It is another delicious thing not to brush sesame oil with Chili. Look east, look west, buy a cup of scented tea from Chongqing and eat Wanzhou grilled fish. This grilled fish is quite delicious. It is baked with charcoal on a small fire and tasted crispy and tender with secret seasoning. Eating snacks has to be accompanied by fruit; Orange squeezing in Fengjie, grapefruit in Changshou Lake, grapes in Bishan, pears in Banan ... all kinds of things. Look around Jie Fangbei to see the recent changes in Chongqing, so lunch is free.

After being tired in Jie Fangbei, turn around to Beibin Road at night and have a big meal, then go to eat hot pot! Chongqing's hot pot is famous. It was said by the elders that the hot pot was made by the villagers on the river (pulling boats on the shore) who cooked some vegetables and meat in the leftover soup in order to save food money ... Later, it became the current practice of adding red oil, lard, pepper, pepper and spices to the pot before cooking. So far, the red hot pot has changed its face into a green hot pot, and the green hot pot has changed its color on the basis of the original and added Chinese medicine, so it doesn't get angry when eaten. What a surprise to see the river view while eating!

food is the most important thing for people, and feeding is the most important thing for people. You can't finish eating delicious food every day in Chongqing. Let's all eat delicious food! WELCOME！ 2

Walking out of the railway station, a heat wave hit. After the typhoon, the weather in Hangzhou seemed to turn around quickly. The storm in the news has long since disappeared. The hot sun is really unbearable.

After staying in Hangzhou for a few days, do you feel that everything here is particularly unwelcome? It is difficult to take a taxi on a hot day, and it is even more difficult to squeeze the bus. Even if it's not a weekend, the streets are full of people. You can't tell the direction when you turn a few roads.

compared with this, being civilized is really good.

Civilization is really a good place to live. Surrounded by green mountains and green waters, a small town and sunshine are enough. Civilized streets are not wide, and roads have been built frequently in recent years, but it's warm to stand here and say hello to friends on the other side of the road, isn't it? The civilized city is not big, and many places are still dilapidated huts with jagged rubble, but the neighbors are familiar with each other. It's great to smile and shout each other's names when you meet them, isn't it? Close your eyes, you can imagine the whole civilization, every street, every public facility, unlike in big cities, where you can't tell the difference between southeast and northwest when you get out of the taxi.

but if you ask me which is the best, I can't say. I think the civilized good is exquisite. The cinema that young people love to go to, the cabin at the foot of the mountain, they are just as beautiful. It's just that different people yearn for different lives. A small town is like a storage box. People of different ages and preferences have it. Many big cities prefer the former. Their nightlife has just begun at 12 am, but for civilized people, the whole town will become quiet at this time. Outside the cabin, you may still hear the ticking rain, the faint insects, and the rain may still be leaking from the roof. But civilized this small town is like this, this light and mysterious feeling.

Before, when I was young, I always said that I would go out to work and live in a big city. It's been a long time. Now, I will hesitate about my future. Now living outside is stressful, and I want to stay civilized. There is nothing wrong with being plain. Soak in a pot of dragon top, then work. On weekends, you can go to Gutian Mountain in Qianjiangyuan, watch the waterfalls exult and listen to the wonderful songs in the forest.

I have lived here since I was a child, and there are too many childhood memories here. Only now do I understand what fetters are. Tagore said that when the days are polished, you will see my scars, and you will also see that I have healed. For me, the longer the days, the more dependent I am on this small town.

apart from the Olympic champion Zhan xugang, Kaihua seems to have no special exciting news. Although it provides the necessary silicon for China's space flight, and although some people don't know that the tea in his cup that can stand and dance is called Longding, civilized people are not complacent because of this achievement, but are more committed and work harder. This is the spirit of civilization, and this is the civilization that gets along with us day and night.

when we are old, the small town is still there, and it still accommodates generations of civilized people, constantly updating and developing, and constantly making progress. At that time, do you think small towns and people in small towns will change? Will it be as simple and generous as it is now, and is it really easy to get along with? I hope so.

The soul of hometown is a thin cloud, a faint wisp of smoke, a quiet shower and a deep affection. In fact, it is in the heart of every civilized person.

My hometown spirit is still shuttling between small towns with a fiery heart. 3

Spring is cruel. I think.

While everyone is lamenting the return of spring, all things are full of vitality, and the branches are full of flowers, I have a heartfelt fear. In spring, her cruel heart is exchanged for the warmth of appearance, and the appearance is full of vitality.

everything is wonderful beyond words.

do you see that meadow? A few months ago, it was still snowing heavily. The world is wrapped in silver, emitting a pale taste, which is the pallor before death. Under that snow, there are countless cold creatures who haven't had time to escape from the sad winter. There are birds that once jumped on the branches, insects that once shuttled through the grass, and even bones that human beings who died of poverty and cold had not had time to bury. They are all accommodated by spring, and spring makes the grass greener and the trees more flourishing because of accepting their souls. There are no empty words to describe this empty dedication ...

Did you see that stream? It's water. It's clear water. The last afterglow of the evening is reflected in it, and the rippling phosphorescence flashes and flows to more distant places in the west. He is not calm. Countless, unmelted ice cubes are still crying in the heart of water! They are not equal. Why did nature only give them three months after experiencing sub-zero cold and enduring all hardships? They tried their best to unite themselves, not without pain, but all these efforts collapsed at the moment when spring appeared, even if they were unwilling ... < P > After the peace of winter came the noise of spring, Xin Qiji once said, "If you live in spring, you can see that there is no way back in the end of the world." It can be seen that he is reluctant to leave in spring. It was spring that accepted all the praises. He was synonymous with good things. Even Li Yu sang after being captured: "When is the spring flower and the autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?" Spring's cruelty has won countless literati to make a fuss about it. He is successful ...

Let's make everything close to transparency and return everything to the truth. concave mirror's reflection may be the opposite of things, and it is also the most easily accommodated side. Spring has never been cruel. Grandpa is a tall, thin little old man, smiling all day, showing a row of irregular teeth. His left eye is turbid due to the sequelae of injury when he was young, and his right eye is as sharp and intense as an owl's eye. The fifteen years I lived with him were my happiest days.

I remember when I was in primary school, my grandfather used his bicycle to drive me to school every day. On rainy days, I would stand in the back seat and hold an umbrella for him, but how could that shade withstand the rainstorm? Grandpa always gets wet.

Grandpa was a soldier. In my eyes, he has always been indestructible. I always thought he could be strong enough not to shed tears. But I saw him cry twice with my own eyes, because of me. Once when I was sick, I felt uncomfortable. Once when my angry mother wanted to hit me, she protected me and fought back for me, but she didn't forget to wipe my tears.

When I went back last winter vacation, I came across eczema, and I scratched the palm of my left hand badly. Grandpa saw it, and he gently stroked the scar with his hand, asking this and that lovingly, and I still can't forget that look. Really touched, I know, no matter how long I leave, I am still his most precious granddaughter.

Grandpa is a stubborn man. When I meet with obstinacy, I will always be red-faced about a problem, and no one will back down. However, I am very grateful. He made me gain a lot of useful things in the discussion.

Speaking of it, Grandpa has traveled most of China, but basically he walked with the troops when he was a volunteer, and there are few places that can really be regarded as tourism. This year he came to Chengdu with his grandmother, and I took them to Tianfu Square. He proudly pointed to the statue of Chairman Mao and told me that he also contributed when it was built. It looks like a child showing off his good grades, which is indescribably cute. Yes, it is cute. Nearly 7 years old, the older he gets, the more he makes me feel like a child and needs my protection and love.

I really hope that one day I can take him to travel to many places, in a real sense.

Thank you, Grandpa. You are the most beautiful thing in my life. 5

The dark night came, and I sat at my desk, looking helplessly at the pile of homework that was beyond my reach. I seem to be a soldier who has lost the battle, and I can't even send a sigh. Inferiority is like a grain of dust. The more you feel inferior, the smaller you are. The smaller you are, the more you feel inferior. I don't want to cry, because that will only make me look weaker, but my broken heart is already bleeding.

Is it because of the failure in that exam? "Yes." A weak voice is trembling to answer, and the voice is so terrible! Recalling the sad eyes of my parents and the surprised eyes of my classmates, I never seem to be able to straighten up and raise my head. Everything seems to have lost its color in an instant, such as black and white in my life. How can I be worthy of my parents who have worked hard for me? I couldn't help it, tears wet my face, soaked the pillow towel, and also wet my heart.

no! I can't cry! I must be strong! I don't know where the power came from. It seems that my world has never wavered since then, and the balance has been stable since then. In the dim light, I tried to find the confident figure in the past, the one who dared to struggle and challenge. I will never give up my ideal and pursuit because of a small failure! And leave behind the truth I pursued in my life-stick to it! Perhaps the sweat soaked the clothes, perhaps the struggle has overcome the fatigue, perhaps there are no losers on the road of life, only timid evaders. As long as you don't give up in the face of difficulties and setbacks, then success must belong to you.

As someone once said, "As long as you don't give up in a critical moment, despair will turn into hope." However, every second you want to give up is a critical moment. I did it, I did it with my actions. Looking at the blue sky, I smiled, mixed with an ideal and pursuit, with a kind of struggle and perseverance.

Persistence is a rising sun, which shines brightly; Persistence is a gorgeous rainbow, which will always stay beautiful between you and me; Perseverance is a small pin that connects you and me closely; Persistence is a golden horn that blows out the most beautiful songs.

The sky has turned slightly red, giving the sunset glow on the horizon a dazzling color. Looking at the flowers blooming in the wind, they are heading for a new day. At the age of fourteen, we are young, dynamic, lively, open-minded, persistent and never give up. 6

Campus life is colorful, and seed of love's rebellion and passion are everywhere in the middle school campus. They struggled in search of "love". However, their so-called "love" is nothing more than a simple and impulsive love for the other party, or a worship of one aspect of someone. This kind of "love" is immature and can't even be called love.

their other half didn't actually show up.

I often hear my friends talk about their Prince Charming, telling the joy of being with my lover. However, this last hidden story often ends in a breakup. Serious' will leave irreparable wounds. Some people are even afraid to talk about love.

green olives are often bitter. However, the rebellion of youth made me want to win this green olive.

I have long forgotten the day when I saw him, but I can be sure it was noon in summer. He rode in the garden by the road, waiting for the green light to flash. Perhaps, it was that unintentional gaze that buried a small seed of love in my heart. I don't know how long it took, but it began to sprout. Maybe this is fate. Along the way, I have been wondering why I have a special feeling for a stranger. Is this seed of love, and it has nothing to do with love?

When he walked to the door, he turned around subconsciously. It turned out that he lived in the previous building. Sweet smile, walked into the building hole. Tell yourself that you can't let yourself fall into the mire of feelings and don't have blind "love". However, I finally got stuck in it, and it was very deep. From then on, it seems that every day I will give myself a "reason" waiting for his appearance.