In our daily study, work or life, everyone has written a composition, with which people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. So, how to write a composition? The following is my collection of quietly blooming eighth-grade compositions, welcome to read and collect. 1

On a weekend afternoon, it happened that the sun shone gently into the room, so I moved to the balcony of a small room, bathed in the warm afternoon sun, and did my homework comfortably.

Time seems to slow down, and the pace of life is also slowing down, as if travelers stop and enjoy their own world.

Mom, with a red watering pot in her hand, walked lightly and came in to water the flowers. The sunlight shone on her brown hair tips, making it more golden. I took the watering pot in her hand and scrambled to water it.

I squatted on the ground, looking at that row of cute little succulents, thinking about whether to water the roots or leaves. It is the roots that absorb water, yes, water the roots! Then start watering the gem flowers! I poured the water decisively, and with a poof, a small part overflowed onto the balcony, and some were either poured on the leaves or infiltrated into the soil.

I was delayed for a moment. I only heard a quiet sound, a soft sound that I couldn't explain clearly. It was just a moment, like a silkworm chewing mulberry leaves, like a bud breaking through the ground, like a flower absorbing water-in fact, it is indeed true. Only that moment, it seems that the breath has also been frozen, dreamlike, impetuous heart, quiet; The time of flow has stopped.

At this moment, the dew on the leaves is crystal clear, and the surface of the leaves magnified by the dew is spotless. However, the leaves seem to be unable to bear the pressure of dew, trembling with transparent dew, and then a "tick-tock, poof!" The water drops are soaked in the soil, and the roots are like thirsty children, sucking the nectar, which is not enough. It is not enough to draw again!

Maybe this is the sound of flowers blooming quietly! Look at that gem flower, a thin branch has grown on the side, and the small flowers at the top are still young and green, with thick petals and orderly arrangement, waiting for the next batch of quietly blooming life.

Smell carefully, the air is full of fragrance, not the rich fragrance of peony and lily, but the newly turned soil, the warm sun in spring and the smell of flowers blooming quietly. It is a new' joy, vigorous vitality, is the joy and beauty of life.

I lifted the kettle and continued to water it. Bathed in the afternoon sunshine, flowers bloom quietly from the branches, and peace rises quietly from my heart. The eighth grade composition 2

blooms quietly, and the spring rain has moistened the soil; The warm spring breeze awakens everything. For the earth, this is a normal spring, and the sunshine is as warm as usual. However, for many creatures on this earth, this is their first spring and perhaps their last.

"ah! This sunshine is really comfortable, and the sun is really a strange guy: it is so cold in the morning and so hot at noon. " On the vast field, a small green leaf said to itself. No one cares whether it is a new seedling or a fallen leaf that didn't turn yellow last autumn. Despite this, Miao Miao is not discouraged, and strives to find sunshine and absorb nutrients every day. It doesn't know what kind of flowers it will produce, but it is very much looking forward to the amazing beauty of the flowers it blooms hard.

as the days go by, Miao Miao still tries to take root and strive for progress every day. The surrounding flowers and plants have grown thick leaves, but the seedlings are still sparse and pitiful. "It doesn't matter, I'm saving my strength to blossom!" Miao Miao comforted herself. However, seeing that summer is coming, many other grasses have sprouted flowers and bones, but the seedlings are getting more and more tired. No matter how hard they try to develop their leaves, they don't seem to grow up. "It's okay. I won't produce beautiful flowers until all the other flowers and plants are asleep in winter. At that time, it was amazing beauty!" Miao Miao lied to herself.

this morning, it was very late, and the sun didn't appear. The dark clouds were very low, but they refused to rain happily. This is the day that Miao Miao has been looking forward to for countless days and nights, but it has brought the biggest disappointment to Miao Miao in his life: Miao Miao has blossomed, thin and small, and has no bright colors. Its dream collapsed instantly, and it felt that the dark clouds were coming down. It even felt that the peony beside it was laughing at it, but in fact, the peony never noticed its existence. It's not Miao Miao's fault. She has worked very hard, but she can't decide her own seeds. "I will bloom again." Miao Miao is still working hard.

One day in autumn, there is no cloud in Wan Li, and the sun is extremely dazzling. The farmer went to Miao Miao and stroked it and said, "What a great carrot! It must have big and sweet fruit. "

Miao Miao finally understands that others have beautiful flowers and delicious fruits, so why envy others?