In daily study, work and life, everyone has written compositions. With the help of compositions, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Do you know how to write a good essay? The following is an essay on the topic of expectations that I compiled for you. You are welcome to learn from and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to you. Composition 1 with the topic of expectation

Autumn hums a little tune and leaves gently. People get lost in the busy work. Only when they look up, do they suddenly realize that frost has fallen! Frost symbolizes the beginning of winter, ah, winter is coming! The kind and gentle Grandpa Winter appeared quietly and silently delivered air-conditioning, abandoning the grand summer heat.

When I was a child, the night before the frost, I could not sleep. I thought that it would snow after the frost and I could have fun with my friends. I would stare at them with my eyes wide open. Ceiling giggles. It was dawn, and a thin ray of light squeezed in from the crack of the window and fell on my face. I jumped up and lay on the edge of the window, blinking my eyes that had not been closed all night. Although I was a little tired, I did not hide it at all. Can't help but shine with excitement. My mother walked out of the bedroom, rubbed her sleepy eyes, glanced at me lying by the window, and sighed helplessly. Everyone in the family knew that I would be like this during frost, and they were all used to it.

I looked outside and saw that the world was peaceful, like a calm lake, without causing big waves. The leaves swayed gently with the wind, as if it was spring and flowers were blooming, but my head just stopped. Leaning out the window, a biting cold air hit me. I quickly retracted, my face turned red from the cold, and I sneezed loudly. It seemed like a calm morning, but Grandpa Dong's figure was lurking everywhere.

After closing the window and waiting for a while, transparent objects began to fall from the sky. Under the light, they looked particularly crystal clear, snow! I cheered that I could go out to play. I hurriedly put on my sweater and down jacket and ran out the door, jumping in the flying snow. After a while, I stopped. Wow! I looked around and couldn't help but say, what caught my eyes was the snow-white earth. The white snow was like little elves, helping the earth to put on makeup. The earth was pure white and flawless, like a concubine or a fairy. Some people say that there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. Suzhou is paradise, but Suzhou after snow is really a paradise. The sky and the earth are vast, and there are several camphor trees standing beside the blue-black walls. Only the top of the beautifully decorated camphor trees still retains the indigo color. Most of the tree crowns are swallowed up by white, melted by white. The world has become white, and there is only a piece of white left in my heart. . Essay 2 on the topic of expectations

What do you expect? Am I looking forward to growing up, looking forward to lasting beauty, or looking forward to...what am I looking forward to? I! I expect computers to fly to me.

Tell me, can I not be jealous of those computer advertisements that always appear on TV? I had to curse: "Why don't you put more clothes ads and food ads! Why are you putting so many computer ads?" One time, computer ads were shown on TV again. I couldn't help it anymore and finally exploded. So, I turned left and right around my mother. My mother was so angry that I disturbed her and said, "What are you going to do? There's no way to buy comic books."

"No, I want to buy a computer," I replied with a smile.

"I have no money" and my mother copes with me.

"What! No money?" I was very angry.

"You think I don't know that you sometimes lose thousands when playing cards!" I said angrily.

"I said if you don't have money, you don't have money. Tell me, how difficult it is for your father and I to make money...

Hey! I can't say that to my mother. My mother is so I can definitely participate in the debate competition, maybe win the third place, second place or something. However, I am not the kind of person who gives up easily on the first day, the second day, the third day and the fourth day... Hehe! Do I think they can bear it?

Actually, my parents need computers more than I do, but they didn’t buy them for my study.

My hard work and hard work finally paid off, and my parents reluctantly agreed. But I must be admitted to a key junior high school. It seems that I have to work hard.

You have to wait for me in terms of technology! Wait for me! If you invent something more advanced than the computer, I will be jealous again.

I look forward to the computer flying to me, haha. Haha. By the way, you may not pass the exam! Bless me! Essay on Expectation 3

"The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. "The harsh winter is over, spring has returned to the earth, the flowers and plants are blooming, and the breeze is gentle.

Butterflies are flying among the flowers, but behind the graceful dance, they are pupae in the cold winter, enduring the days of loneliness and loneliness. Although it is hard, it is precisely because they embrace dreams and expectations that they can fight against loneliness; precisely because Their perseverance is why they can break out of their cocoons and see this colorful world of flowers again, and win people's admiration and praise for them!

In daily life, my father works hard outside and my mother takes care of everything in our lives at home, hoping that we can live more comfortably, freely and happily, so I also hope that we can Please help share some housework, so that parents can work hard outside without any worries; in class, teachers teach everything without regrets and give careful guidance, hoping that we will have many rich and sweet fruits of wisdom, so that we can use our wisdom to create great achievements. A bright future; in society, everyone hopes to live in peace, harmony and happiness! Therefore, I hope that everyone can have the concept of "taking a step back to open up the world" in everything. This will reduce disputes and make society more stable and harmonious.

People say: "Smile is the most beloved plague in the world." Because as long as a shallow smile, people can resolve disputes and make people feel like a spring breeze. As long as a sincere smile, no matter what the situation is. No matter how dark the abyss, it can make people regain their confidence and stand up bravely. So don’t underestimate the power of a smile. As long as you raise the corners of your mouth and add a sincere heart, you can achieve effects you can’t imagine! Therefore, in the new year, I hope that I can always keep smiling and become a considerate, well-behaved and sensible child. I also hope that everyone around me can have a happy life!

In the new year, I hope everyone will work hard to realize your expectations, but don’t just talk in vain and build a loft in the sky! Therefore, I will definitely go all out to realize all my expectations. Just like a transformed chrysalis, in addition to seeing the colorful world, I also see the brilliance of my own life! Essay 4 on the topic of expectations

When I was a child, I looked forward to growing up. I listened to the interesting stories told by my elder brothers and sisters, and wanted to experience it myself.

When we were children, we were carefully protected by our parents. We always looked forward to one day breaking away from the protection, because we felt uncomfortable being protected. In my eyes, my elder brother and elder sister are so free and happy. I really hope that one day I can be like them, like a little bird, with full feathers, able to fly away from the nest and sing freely. , but they said: "It's better for you! No pressure, no worries! We also want to go back to our childhood." I didn't understand what it meant at the time. Why is it not good to grow up, but getting smaller is better? With this Question, I have been looking forward to it.

Later, when I grew up to the age of my brothers and sisters, I found the answer. When we were young, our parents protected us from harm because we were too gullible when we were young. When I grew up and had the ability to protect myself, my parents naturally felt relieved. At this time, I finally got the freedom I had longed for, but a new problem came again.

When I grow up, I learn more and my body becomes more tired. I used to play when I got home, but now I have to do homework until very late. I used to chase and joke around in school, but now I have to walk calmly and honestly. I can't go back to the past, but now I understand why my brothers and sisters said they wanted to go back to their childhood, and why they asked me to have fun now, otherwise I would have no chance in the future. I no longer look forward to growing up, because I have begun to know that in the days to come, I will learn more about the sinister people in society, the intrigues at work, and the huge pressure in life. Thinking that I will face these problems in the future, I can’t help but have a headache. I look forward to returning to my childhood and my carefree youth.

But it’s impossible. Why is childhood gone and never returned? I have fulfilled my previous expectations, but now my expectations cannot be realized. Although I know it is impossible, I am willing. , willing to keep looking forward to it. Essay 5 on the topic of expectations

Everyone has expectations for the future: to be a boss, a driver, a policeman... I once looked forward to opening a multi-functional restaurant.

(“Multi-function” is not far away for scientists, but it was very unfamiliar to me when I was young.) In the summer, I went swimming, and as soon as my feet touched the water, I felt very strange. It was cold; in winter, when I went to a restaurant, the air-conditioning and heating inside made people feel warm, so I wanted to open a "land and water" restaurant. Water is when people can swim and eat in the summer, and land is when people can enjoy delicious food in a warm space in winter, thus turning the water into land. But where does this advanced technology come from that can turn water into flat land? I thought about it and decided to give up this goal.

A few days ago, I was watching "Detective Conan" at home, and I became very interested in it. I thought: Why don't I become a detective and help others solve cases? I just did what I said. I watched "Detective Conan" on time every day. I almost memorized the morning, noon and evening broadcast times. Although I was a little scared to watch it at night, I still carefully observed every detail. Sometimes every shot was It takes several times before giving up. (The word "expectation" is given a specific explanation.

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There I was thinking about wearing a black jacket, a black hat, and a pair of black pants when I was a detective, hey! It sounds good, very cool! Detective has become a dream in my childhood, and I also expect it to become a reality in my future; detective has become a seed in my heart, and will grow into a towering tree in the future.

I look forward to growing up and becoming a detective, so that I can realize my dream as soon as possible. Essay 6 on the topic of expectations

What I look forward to is that teachers are as good to good students as to bad students. This hope came from the bottom of my heart when I was in elementary school.

I remember that in the third grade of elementary school, our class had a new teacher, his surname was Luo. The first time I wrote an essay, I wrote better. Later, when Teacher Luo saw that I had good grades in Chinese, he became somewhat partial to me. After a while, I found that Teacher Luo had a good attitude towards the eugenics, but often criticized the poor students. In some small things, it seemed that the eugenics were always right and the poor students were always wrong.

I remember one time, a poor student forgot to take his Chinese textbook home from school, and Teacher Luo took it home. The next day she asked Teacher Luo for it. Teacher Luo severely criticized her, saying that she had lost all the books after studying and refused to return them to her. While cleaning, she asked me to help her get books from the teacher. I asked in confusion: "It's your Chinese language book. You go get it yourself. Why do you want me to help you?" But she said: "You are a eugenic. You can definitely get the Chinese book back when you go; I am a poor student." , I will be criticized if I go." I went to Teacher Luo to get the book with some hesitation. What puzzled me was that Teacher Luo really gave me the book.

Teacher Luo always feels good about the essays written by the good students, but always feels bad about the essays written by the poor students. Another day when we assigned winter vacation homework, the teacher asked us to write an essay on "Spring Festival Insights" during the Spring Festival. He said that each class should select five excellent essays to participate in the competition, and everyone should write them well. But after school, she gathered several of us top students together and told us to choose the essays of just a few of us to participate in the competition. Before the essay is even written, it is decided whose essay will be selected for the competition. Is this a teacher’s real responsibility? I don't think so, but Teacher Luo thinks so. Why must she be biased against poor students? I really don't understand. Essay 7 on the topic of expectations

The whistling wind outside the window kept beating on the window, and from time to time there was a burst of wind whistling, which was scary! It was then that the little boy woke up.

"Grandma——" the little boy rubbed his eyes that had just woken up with both hands, stretched and said. At this time, an old man over sixty years old with a hunched back and a cane staggered towards the little boy. "Grandson, what's wrong?" the old man said. "Grandma, I want to eat taro, can you buy it for me?" the little boy said. "The weather is so cold, who will come out to sell it? Let's do it tomorrow! I will buy it for you tomorrow." Grandma coaxed. "No! No, I'll eat it right now. Do you want to buy it?" the boy said coquettishly. "But, this..." Before the grandma could finish speaking, the little boy said angrily: "Huh! He said he was good to me all day long, but it turned out to be a lie. He didn't even buy a taro for me! Huh!" At this time, two bean-sized tears slid down the little boy's cheeks. "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go..."

So, the old man walked tremblingly to the road with the sound of gurgling, gurgling, and waited for the taro seller.

Her silver hair was flying in the biting cold wind, letting the wind lift the corners of her clothes, and her body was shivering constantly. From time to time, she stretched her head and looked into the distance, expecting the taro seller to appear. Pedestrians passed by in a hurry on the road, and she was the only one standing helplessly in the cold wind. She expected her grandson to eat taro, but nothing happened. From the heart, the old man waited for an hour but still did not see the Yu seller. So, the old man patted the flying particles on his body, rubbed his hands, and walked back.

After returning home. The grandson excitedly rushed to her and asked: "Have you bought taro?" The old man shook his head. At this time, the grandson's face immediately dropped, his mouth was pursed, his hands were in his pockets, he glanced at the old man and whispered Said: "Huh, I see you didn't go at all, huh..."

The old man's heart was broken. She expected her grandson to care about her words, but she didn't know that what was waiting for her was some resentment. .

The cold wind outside the window seemed to become more violent, making the window creak. The old man walked slowly towards the window, stood at the window and looked out. What do you seem to be looking for? Essay 8 on the topic of expectations

Expectations can be insignificant, or they can be earth-shattering. As the gears of time keep turning, my expectations have grown from small to large. It is with expectations that life can Only when you are fulfilled and rich can the sun shine everywhere.

The first time I knew the feeling of anticipation was because of an exam. It was the first exam of the fourth grade. I was full of confidence and thought that I would get perfect marks as always. During the exam, my writing was like a spring and my pen was flying. But when the score came out, it was 75 points! This was like a bolt from the blue to me.

When I got home, I showed the test paper to my mother, and then I hugged her and cried. I felt so useless. I got such a low score. At night, maybe I was too tired. I fell asleep as soon as I went to bed. I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet. , I found that the light in the living room was still on. I looked through the crack in the door and saw that my parents were helping me read the test papers! So I made up my mind: I must get a perfect score in the next English test! From then on, I read all the contents of English every day and memorized every English word every night. I seemed to be unable to contain my excitement and wanted the exam to come early so that I could show my mother a perfect score. Sure enough, in the second exam, I got a perfect score, and I suddenly realized that that kind of excitement is called "expectation."

Because I was not knocked down by the "75 points", but kept moving forward and got full marks in the second exam. My parents were very happy and agreed to let me go to my grandma's house for two days this weekend. , I shouted excitedly, "Long live freedom." Grandma's house has changed so much! The bumpy paths turned into smooth cement roads, and every house had a white wall and a small bungalow with red glazed tiles. The most eye-catching one was Aunt Wang’s family: there were two bungalows, one large and one small at the front and back, and there was a small house outside the yard. There is a pillar with lotus leaf-like lamps on it. Flowers and grass are planted in the two small fields in front of the house. Butterflies are dancing, bees are buzzing and singing, and little sparrows are chatting on the lamp pillar. Everything is so beautiful. After seeing this scene, I couldn't help but pester my grandma to ask for two small fields to plant some flowers and plants. However, my grandma's answer disappointed me: "Okay, wait until you finish college to plant some flowers with your grandma!" So, Until now, I am looking forward to finishing college and going home to plant flowers with my grandma! Composition 9 on the topic of expectations

You said that you don’t want us to grow up, and you don’t want time to go faster. You want to keep our innocence now. I said, when our age reaches eighteen, we will grow up, and then we can pursue our dreams together...

I want to grow up, that way, we I can protect you and prevent you from any harm; I want to grow up, so that we can fly with our dreams; I want to grow up, so that we can try everything without any worries...

Adults say that children are the happiest and have the happiest life, but when they grow up, the innocence at that time is gone. Time will not pause, days will always pass, what should come will come, and the past will no longer be mentioned. But I also hope that the days can be slower, the silver threads and wrinkles will not get entangled with my parents, and I can always be pampered by my parents. But what I hope even more is that time can go faster, my age can increase to eighteen, and I can grow up quickly...

I look forward to the growth of age and the change of time.

I want to grow up and pursue what my heart desires.

The sky is getting dark, and the stars are coming out. I don’t know whether the stars will grow up or whether they will accompany us against the backdrop of night.

Sitting on the chair, meditating silently, I don't know whether it's the weather tonight is very good, or I'm too fascinated; the wind is blowing, and the leaves are fluttering with its changes, and I don't even notice...

I want to grow up. Although when we grow up, we are not as innocent as we are now, but I have always longed for and imagined the beauty of growing up...