In real life or work and study, everyone has written a composition, and you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in their memories in written form. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is a small composition that I collected, which is for reference only. Let's have a look. No small matter 1

Although I am a lively and lovely girl who can imagine and speak humorously, I sometimes help the needy!

It was a rest day. My mother and I went to a good friend's house to be guests, and I didn't come back with my mother until evening.

as I was walking, a dark shadow flashed before my eyes, and I stopped at once. At first, I thought it was the shadow of some grass, but I couldn't help being driven by curiosity. I opened my eyes wide, stepped forward and took a closer look.

I don't know, but I was really shocked at first sight. What do I see? I actually saw a swallow shivering with cold on the ground! Because it is at night, the wind is very strong, although it is summer, it is also very cold. My heart of pity came, and I asked the owner of the fruit shop next door for help. The boss gave me a box big enough to hold the swallow, and I put it in.

With the help of dim light, I can see its appearance clearly. Its eyes are black and shiny, its mouth is black and yellowish, its nose is just two small holes above its mouth, its feathers are black and black, and its tail has not yet grown into a scissors shape. It can't eat or fly.

The next day, one of my aunts offered a helping hand to the swallow. She carefully opened its mouth. With her long fingernails painted with nail polish, she sent the soaked grains of rice to the swallow's mouth one by one, and poured water into its mouth bit by bit. We are careful not to hurt it.

I know that swallows like to stand on wires as notes, so I specially gave them my pure wood clothes rack to play with. There is a faint fragrance on it, and it stands on it with great pride, which is simply a living painting. At this moment, I understand that it will live and live well.

"curiosity kills the cat." Everyone says so, but I don't think so. Curiosity makes me ready to help others, curiosity makes me knowledgeable, and curiosity makes me help the needy.

I sent the swallow back to the bird's nest, because he can fly and eat, and it's time for him to go home.

such a lively little life has been saved in my hands. I feel so great! No small matter 2

The carriage in the morning is quiet and leisurely. The cold wind blew on my face. The lake looks innocent. Rouge dyed with pottery glaze. Quiet, not a ripple.

in a blink of an eye, the car stopped in front of a noodle restaurant. The scarlet door was engraved with a bronzing scarlet letter in astonishment. The smell of millet wafted in. Pots and pans collided. Walk into the shop. Surrounded by this dissolved antique fragrance. Four mahogany rectangular tables, each with six pale yellow rocking chairs. "Wife of shop-owner, as usual, it's still fried fish and noodles!" I smiled and told her.

soon, the noodles were served, and the ginger bottom was lined with chopped green onions. I was about to take chopsticks, but I couldn't help wondering. Usually when I come to eat noodles, I only have disposable chopsticks. The noodle seller is taking care of the guests enthusiastically, but I am thinking again. Now that you have ordinary wooden chopsticks, which pair should you use?

When the boss's wife was finished, I quickly asked her, "Auntie, how did you change your chopsticks?" Aunt smiled and said, "Now we are talking about environmental protection. Our family has many guests, and we will use more than 1, pairs of chopsticks a year. How many trees have to be cut down? It's a waste. It is better to reuse it! " I can't help but wonder that I don't feel like I ate a lot of disposable chopsticks at ordinary times. It is amazing to really know this data. There are several stores in the city, all over the country and all over the world. At this rate, in a few years, there will be only a handful of people in the world.

Now, I chose wooden chopsticks without hesitation. A few days later, when I went back, I found that there were only wooden chopsticks in the chopsticks tube. Disposable chopsticks are completely out of sight. I'm relieved.

It's just such a small matter as eating. Have you ever thought that this is related to the survival of the earth? The word environmental protection is not far away from us, even around us. It's no small matter. Composition 3

"You stand up" The teacher shouted to me.

I lowered my head and held an 85-point math test paper in my hand. I was ashamed and nervous at that time. "Why didn't you write a word correctly? You only got 85 points!" The teacher criticized me loudly again.

looking at the math problem that was deducted 5 points because of a wrong word, I couldn't help but recall my pride in the exam at that time. "This exam is really simple. I can write with my eyes closed." I thought in my heart. I picked up a pen and wrote it quickly. It took me only one class to write the test paper. Time seems to pass very long, and I am bored waiting for the time to pass by. The exam was over, and I handed my paper, which was full of mistakes, to the teacher. I'm happy to get a good result in the exam! "Hello" my deskmate called me softly, and I came to my senses. The teacher is asking me at this moment: "Do you know why you did so badly in the exam?" I replied to her in a low voice, "He is careless." "If you look at you, you have made a mistake. You didn't even get into the top ten of the class!" The teacher criticized me loudly, and then she glared at me again.

now that I think about it carefully, it's just a common practice to write a wrong word on weekdays, but I made a mistake in the exam, which prevented me from entering the top of the class. This made me realize that in fact, small things are not small. Many people always ignore a small matter, but in the end they are troubled by it. It is not difficult to do a small thing, just to see if it is done seriously. If it is not done well, it may eventually become a big thing. Small things are not small. Composition 4

In our life, we always make mistakes, and we always disagree with the small mistakes we make. In fact, it's no small matter.

It was Saturday afternoon, and I went to the piano class with Mr. Wo.

The song I played was called "Wedding in My Dream". Teacher, I pointed out the shortcomings in my piano music: the place where I should play 8 degrees higher was not 8 degrees higher. I immediately corrected the wrong place after hearing it.

The improved music is obviously much better. After being praised by the teacher, some of it is on cloud top.

however, after I got home, I didn't take this matter to heart, and I followed the steps step by step. The place where the bomb was 8 degrees high was not 8 degrees high.

Time flies, and it's time for my piano lesson again, so I went there with my "cultivation achievements".

teacher, I was a little angry after hearing this, but I also noticed it with a keen sense of smell (the sense of smell is not very appropriate here, and it is changed to an expression similar to "I also feel the smell of gunpowder in the air"). The teacher said, "This is still the last class, and I told you to change it. In that class, I told you to change it. If you change it, you will forget it and change it when you get home.

so I changed it, but I found out that I was used to not playing the octave, and I would naturally play the wrong way when I talked about it.

after my efforts to turn the tide (it's not appropriate to turn the tide here, just write "after some painful torture"), I finally corrected the handle.

yes, it's no small matter. If it is left unchecked, it will eventually lead to great disaster. No small matter 5

"Aunt, I want to throw up!" With the screeching brakes, people in the carriage leaned forward involuntarily, and the little cousin, who was held in her arms by her mother, covered her stomach and said to her mother with a painful look, "Aunt, I really want to throw up!"

My mother took my sister and me home from Shanghai, and the rapid movement of the subway and the violent braking made my little cousin carsick. The carriage is crowded with people, standing and sitting make the carriage packed, and the sultry air makes it difficult to breathe. Mother stood with her sister in her arms, and changed her hand every once in a while, holding her sister with the other arm. My sister frowned and closed her mouth, trying not to spit it out.

I looked around anxiously to see if there were any vacant seats. At this moment, a kind voice came: "Baby, sit with me." I looked inside and turned out to be an old woman. She is plump, short and stocky, wearing a floral silk shirt with a white background, a pair of white sandals, and a dark cloth bag between her elbows, which seems to contain some vegetables and fruits. Mom quickly declined: "How dare you? You are so old. You'd better sit down. " Grandma smiled kindly: "Nothing, anyway, I'm almost at the station. Let the baby come and sit here. " Mother saw that her sister was really uncomfortable, so she had to take her to the position of grandmother. The old woman stood where we stood, holding the rings and struggling to keep her balance. After my sister made it, she felt much more comfortable and gradually had a smile on her little face.

Grandma looked at us from time to time, and when she saw that her sister was comfortable, she smiled and the crow's feet stretched out. As soon as I arrived, the grandmother didn't get off; Another stop arrived, but grandma still didn't get off; Third stop, fourth stop ... Grandma is still standing there. A sentence suddenly popped into my mind: "I'm almost at the station." Somehow, my eyes are moist ...

Although it has been a long time, I still often think of it, the figure in the floral silk shirt with a white background, and those warm words. That little thing left in my memory made me understand that as long as everyone is willing to give a little bit of goodwill, the world will become a beautiful ocean of love. Small things are not small composition 6

There are many things in life, big and small. Sometimes it's not a trivial matter, but it's not a big deal. However, I also have a trivial case:

Once, I was playing at my cousin's house and I was having a good time when a phone call came. After my cousin answered the phone, she quickly grabbed the bag on the table and said to me, "MengMeng, help me feed the dog. I have something urgent to go out." "Well, good." I said happily, thinking, "It's just feeding a dog! Three-year-olds can. "

after my cousin left, I went to feed the dog. I swaggered forward and opened the kennel. Before I took a step, a flash of brown lightning flew out and grabbed my leg firmly, scaring the daylights out of me, but I couldn't get it back for a long time.

I walked into the dog house with limp steps, and a stench came at me. "It stinks!" I covered my nose and said angrily.

whatever, stink! I grabbed a handful of dog food and went to the dog's plate. I leaned down and was about to put it down. Unexpectedly, the brown dog rushed in like crazy and screamed at my hand. Wang! Wang! Wang! I sat down on the ground, and my three souls and six spirits, which I finally recovered, "moved home" and refused to return.

I just sat there for a long time, and the dog's black bean eyes stared at me for a long time. If my cousin hadn't come to wake me up, I would have sat there for a whole day.

My cousin held the dog in her arms and asked me with concern, "MengMeng, what's the matter? Did my chocolate scare you? " My heart was sour and I nodded sadly. Cousin looked at the puppy in her arms, frowned, gently hit the chocolate, and cursed "Little villain, told you to bully the guests, told you to scare them, and the food was cancelled today ... After scolding, cousin smiled and looked up and said to me," Look, I punished it! I smile through tears.

after this lesson, I finally realized that small things are sometimes more difficult to do than big things. Small as it is, it also has an important side. No small matter 7

This is a small matter, but it is not small. I mean the little thing of missing my mother.

Mother, as I grow up, she gradually begins to show signs of aging. Even if I live with my mother every day, I will still miss my mother, her smile and the wrinkles around her eyes. When I saw some silver threads hidden in her hair, I missed my mother when she was young. At that time, my mother, with shiny black hair, usually showed me the beauty of seaweed as soon as she turned her head. Now she has silver threads, one by one. "Mom, I want to dye your hair." When my mother heard my request, she smiled and said "Yes", and I began to dye my mother's hair in this kind of answer, and I began to miss my mother when she was young, and I also missed my mother's further future.

I hope my mother will always be young, and this hope includes my best thoughts about her. If time shows no mercy to anyone, then I will prepare my mother for her eternal beauty before time takes everything away. I want to dye my mother's silver silk as soon as it grows out; I want to convince myself that my mother's crow's feet are getting worse and worse because of her happiness; I also want to take my mother to where she wants to go before she falters.

you see, it's not small to miss your mother. One of our thoughts about our mother is enough to make her several years younger, and one of our thoughts about her is enough to make her beautiful forever in the process of growing old. This little thing includes our love for our mother and our gratitude to our mother. Our thoughts will make our mother happy, and our thoughts will also make her happy. It is in this happiness and happiness that our mother will never get old.

miss our mother more! This little thing needs us to do every day, and our thoughts about our mother are much more accumulated, and our mother will never get old. It's no small matter. Composition 8

A broom was placed on the threshold of the classroom. From morning till night, no one picked it up at will-this was an experiment made by a class teacher the next day after he took over. Some people can't help wondering: put a broom where it belongs, it's a piece of cake with little effort, what else is worth doing? Isn't it a bit of a fuss?

is it really a trivial matter? Yes, compared with self-sacrifice to save lives, fighting floods, taking the lead, inventing and creating things like that, it is really small and hardly worth mentioning. But it's no small matter to calm down and think about it. Not to mention the sermon "Don't do it with small evil, don't do it with small good", the words of the great man "Do great things must start with small things", and the well-known truth that "a levee of a thousand miles will collapse in a hole". Only the following allusion is enough to illustrate this problem.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a boy named Chen Fan, who lived alone in one room and the courtyard was filthy. () Xue Qin, a friend of his father, criticized him and said, "Why didn't the boy sweep the floor for the guests?" He replied: "A gentleman should clean up the world and settle down in a house?" Xue Qin immediately asked in a tit-for-tat manner: "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?" This is a good question, asking the relationship between "sweeping a house" and "sweeping the world".

"Sweeping the world" must start with sweeping a room, and doing great things must start with small things. It is absurd to dream of doing great things without doing small things.

As a middle school student, putting a broom on the threshold, going out and going in, turning a blind eye, reflects that some students do not love labor and are indifferent to the collective.