In our study, work and life, everyone has tried to write a composition. Writing a composition can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our mind and think about our future direction. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following are my collected Chinese compositions for Grade One for reference only. Let's have a look. Chinese composition 1

The Chinese of the first grade seems to be different from that of the primary school. On the first day of junior high school, when our vision was opened, I was amazed to find that there were languages everywhere in my life.

I found Chinese hidden in a walk. Take a walk at what time of the day, listen to the pleasant "click" sound of leather boots falling on the bluestone board, and look up at the sky. No matter what time, the sky in the suburbs is always blue. A gust of wind blew, the leaves rang and shook hands. I don't know whose clothes are, flying lightly in the air, like a Hua Hudie spreading its wings. The language in walking is poetic.

I found Chinese hidden in food. All kinds of delicious food come together: Chinese hamburger in Shaanxi, roast duck in Beijing, grapes in Hainan, coconuts in Hainan and so on. Tasting the delicious food on earth, enjoying the trip on the tip of the tongue, remembering the local customs and cultural temperament in those foods … The language in the food is classical.

I found Chinese hidden in music. Light music gives people elegance, pure music contains elegance, and rock music has infinite passion ... Listen to music, imagine that artistic conception, ponder those words, and release emotion and pressure in music. Music is not only a modern language, but also a spiritual food for modern people.

I found Chinese hidden in movies. Every time you are there, it is infinite emotion and infinite thought; Every emotional savings, is an infinite reverie, is an infinite trip; Every memory is infinite satisfaction and infinite wealth. The language in the film is priceless.

I find that Chinese is hidden in every corner of our lives: every reading is a collision between thoughts; Every trip is to taste life and discover beauty; Every conversation with people is a kind of human art; Meditation after every emotion is a mark of growth. Chinese is really in our life, not only in books, but also in life.

Then, in this junior one, let's enjoy the Chinese language and discover it. After all, the language in life is so gorgeous. On a crisp autumn afternoon, this Chinese class seems to be no different from usual. But this Chinese class is my first time-the first time I raised my hand to speak.

Because of the charm, romance, appeal and mysterious beauty of Chinese, I, a child who doesn't love or never raises my hand, have overcome myself. I am also very happy to dedicate this wonderful first time to this wonderful Chinese class.

At that time, the class was almost over. I convinced myself again and again that I wanted a chance.

"I have to beat myself!" I thought to myself. At the moment, my mind went blank. I took advantage of this moment when my brain was stuck, and I raised my hand resolutely and high.

The teacher has been searching for those "speech controllers" for a long time. I can see that the teacher really wants to find a classmate who doesn't raise his hand often to speak. When the teacher saw me with disappointed eyes, the teacher smiled happily. The teacher smiled really well: "OK, Du Yayuan!" " My teacher and I made eye contact with each other.

At the moment I stood up, I really felt the beauty, magic and power of Chinese.

After my speech, I seem to be no longer Du Yayuan. At the moment, I am full of passion for Chinese and have a boiling passion for Chinese and Chinese classes.

My favorite Chinese class-the one that let me break through my own Chinese class-has my first Chinese class.

Chinese, you make me hot, you make me boil, you make me overcome myself, you make me find myself again, and you make me feel the best thing in the world-Chinese.

I love this Chinese class. Junior one Chinese composition 3

In my study career, there are many teachers who appear in my life, but what I remember most is my Chinese teacher.

My Chinese teacher is a young elder sister. I still remember the smile on my Chinese teacher's face when I first met her. The shallow smile is especially gentle. When I saw my Chinese teacher at first sight, I felt that my Chinese teacher must be a very gentle person.

Every time we have a Chinese class, the Chinese teacher will come to the classroom in advance. The Chinese teacher is also our friend. In a few minutes before class, the Chinese teacher will sit in the classmate's seat, and then the classmates who want to listen to the teacher's story will surround the teacher. I am looking forward to the stories told by every Chinese teacher, because it always makes me feel a lot.

The Chinese teacher is very knowledgeable and tells us stories with humor, so that we all welcome the Chinese teacher very much. When the bell rang, the Chinese teacher stepped onto the platform and all the students in the classroom sat back in their seats. Teachers' Chinese lessons are also full of knowledge, and Chinese teachers who quote classics often amaze us.

My Chinese teacher likes ancient poems very much, and those beautiful ancient poems come easily. When we attend the class of appreciation of ancient poetry and prose, it is also the most exciting and exciting time for the Chinese teacher. Chinese teachers have a clear understanding of the unique appreciation and opinions of ancient poems, the background of ancient poems and the author's life. Under the leadership of the teacher, the students in the class also have a lot of interest in ancient poetry.

The Chinese score of my class is one of the best in the grade. After every big exam on campus, the average Chinese score of my class is ahead of other classes. Most of the credit for this is due to the good teaching of Chinese teachers. Under the influence of Chinese teachers, we are gradually attracted by the knowledge in Chinese.

I like Chinese teachers as much as my classmates, and I hope to be as knowledgeable as Chinese teachers in the future. Junior one Chinese composition 4

Today evening, I had a composition review lecture. In class, I first asked my classmates to read their own compositions again, especially the places revised by the teacher. After reading it, I wrote the following items on the blackboard:

1. Whether the writing is standardized and whether the paper surface is clean:

2. Whether the punctuation is standardized

3. Whether the beginning and the end are concise, focused and centered;

4. Whether the paragraphs are clear and the transition is natural;

5. Whether the material selection is novel;

6. Whether the narrative revolves around the center and whether the details are appropriate;

7. Does the article have true feelings?

Next, I ask the students to read their compositions against the above items to see which ones meet the requirements and those that need improvement. Through such a teaching link, most students understand what matters should be paid attention to in future composition. After that, I read the sentences with a good beginning and a good ending in the students' composition in class, so that the students can talk about what is good about this beginning or ending. In this way, students will feel a great sense of pride when they read the composition, and they will also vaguely know that the composition should start well and end well. Finally, I found three students who wrote this composition relatively well and read it in class. The students didn't feel warm applause. I told my classmates that even if one or only one paragraph of the composition can be read by the teacher in class, you will feel infinite pride, you will look forward to the composition class, and you will want to write your composition well. In the end, your composition will be written well. After this composition class, the students were very excited. After writing in the second class, the students became much quieter, as if they all wanted to write their compositions well. Relatively speaking, this composition class has achieved certain results, but perhaps the first section talks too much and takes too long, so that the time for the second composition class can not be guaranteed. In the future, it may be better if you can use more than half of the class to comment on the lectures, and only talk about one or two points in one class, leaving enough 5 minutes for students to write their compositions. I am a lively and cheerful boy named Bian Rentong, and I have a good temper in general. But if someone suddenly pats me while I am reading or doing my homework, then I will be impolite. This is what I hate most, because it will disturb my thinking. However, when I think about the same question for the second time, I can't remember it anymore. Even if I think about it a little, it is still not as complete as the original answer.

I like reading and writing. I often take back my books from the bookstore. I hide in my room alone. Only my own room is the most peaceful place for me. This is the only place for me to read. Only in that way can I read, feel, understand the plot in the book and understand the master's mentality with my heart. Just like Bacon said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." Yes, it is books that have improved my writing level. I like writing and love writing. Success has made me realize the happiness that writing brings me. I think only in writing can I express my feelings, vent my dissatisfaction and write my true feelings.

In learning, I used to be the best in my class, the right-hand man of the teacher, the role model of my classmates and the pride of my parents. I have been a small cadre in my class since the first grade of primary school, which has given me rich work experience. Those golden awards represent my strength and my efforts. If you don't believe me, you can have a look! But I think that's all in the past, and now we have to work harder. Show my past style to my current classmates and teachers to prove my strength.

This is me, and I'd like to be your friend if you like. Friendship is easy to read, but not so easy to do. I remember when I was a child, I was in a kindergarten with Pan Xin, Wang Yanyan and Wang Ruoyao. We were very happy then.

at lunch time, I suggested not eating steamed bread, but eating it while walking. Pan Xin and them all agreed to my suggestion. Our teacher caught us eating steamed bread while walking. The teacher asked us who said it first. Pan Xin said it was her. As a result, the teacher stopped her from sleeping and asked her to stand at the gate of the small class (we were in the big class at that time). I couldn't sleep at noon, thinking about what happened to Pan Xin. In the afternoon, Pan Xin came back. I asked her what was wrong, and she smiled and said nothing. I felt warm in my heart, and I felt that Pan Xin had a good heart.

another afternoon, we just woke up, and everyone went to drink water, but I found that my water cup was gone, and I just woke up, and I was so thirsty. Everyone is thirsty, and everyone naturally cares for themselves. No one will see that I don't have a glass of water. At this moment, Wang Ruoyao came over and said, "I seem to see that you don't have a water cup. Come on, use mine." I returned the water to her after drinking it. When she went to pick up the water, there was no water. I said, "What if there is no water?" Wang Ruoyao said, "But I'm not thirsty now, because I feel happy to help others."

In the morning, our class went to exercise, but I forgot to take the skipping rope. Wang Yanyan said, "I'll take you with me, so the teacher won't talk about you!" "That teacher will not say you!" It's okay. I'll do anything for my friend.

At present, Pan Xin, Wang Yanyan, Wang Ruoyao and I are still "doing my best". We only made friends in previous years, and we are very United and help each other.

Although we only have about four months left to go our separate ways, we believe that we will definitely meet again. 7

Leaving the dusty and noisy city, I wander between nature. I slowed down my steps and listened quietly, hearing the vitality of grass breaking ground; Look silently and see the hardships of the big tree taking root; Sniff gently and smell the faint fragrance in plum blossom snow. These are all the beauty of nature that I appreciate.

I admire the grass, which drills out hard soil only to bring a touch of new green to the earth. The cold wind, whistling and freezing the earth, finally hoped for a bright spring, but the earth was still shrouded in extreme cold. Suddenly, a piece of light green appeared on the brown land. It was tenacious grass, which used its tender little head to open a road in the hard stone ridge. It was not afraid of insect bites, stones, and mud, and rushed out of the shackles of clods, decorating the spring with the green of life! I appreciate the perseverance of the grass to forge ahead courageously.

I admire the big tree, which has been rooted for ten years only to offer a shade. In the park, stands a tall banyan tree. In the soil at the foot of this tree, there is a world belonging to it-a world of roots. The stout roots have been buried underground for decades, and they will interweave with each other, weaving the dream of the banyan tree on the ground: it must take root hard to absorb nutrients, and the longer it grows, the stronger it will be before it can cast its shade on the earth. But it doesn't ask for anything in return, just wants to bring people a shade in the hot summer. I appreciate the quality of the silent dedication of the big tree.

I appreciate plum blossoms, which stick to the snow and just decorate the snowy world with pink. In the extremely cold twelfth month, when all the flowers are asleep, it just smiles on the branches. It has no intention of fighting for spring, just as the messenger of spring, and then leaves in a hurry after arriving. It does not fight for it, but tries its best to decorate this snowy winter with its thin pink. Perhaps only in this noble way will the branches fall again, and there is still a faint fragrance lingering in the world. Appreciate the nobleness of plum blossom standing proudly in the cold branches.

I devote myself to nature, make friends with grass, trees and plum blossoms, learn from their good qualities of endeavor, dedication and purity, and appreciate the most beautiful nature. 8

Wolf, a cruel and greedy animal, is a profound and witty creature. The wolf has built the strongest wall, a dignified wall, a wall that will never fall down, and written the chapter of life with his flesh and blood and even his life. Some people say that wolves are cruel. I want to say that it is because wolves are powerful. Wolves are tough, and the deep eyes of wolves reveal not only profundity, but also fierceness that scares any living thing. That spike, white and sharp, seems to tear everything apart, and any life bitten by him can't escape, so it can only be a good meal for the wolf. This is the strength of the wolf, because the wolf is strong, the wolf has cruel capital. Survival of the fittest is the law of nature, and it is a bloody lesson of history to be beaten if you fall behind.

Some people say that wolves are cold-blooded. I want to say that's because wolves are calm. Wolves never let go of their prey, because they know that they have to rely on prey to fill themselves, know the law of the jungle, and know that even if they don't eat wolves, they won't live long. So he chose to be cold-blooded and enjoy his own delicious meal. People will not pity you because you are weak, but will only fear you because you are strong. So only if you are as cold and calm as a wolf can you become stronger.

Some people say that wolves are insidious and cunning. That's because wolves are smart and know how to learn from experience. They won't make the same mistake twice, and they won't fall down twice in the same place. Isn't that what we humans lack? Moreover, wolves never shirk their responsibilities, they all carry them themselves, while we only know that it is someone else's fault. We keep saying that we are higher animals, but why are we inferior to lower animals in this respect?