In ordinary daily life, everyone must have been exposed to composition. The composition must be focused on the theme and elaborated in depth around the same theme. Don't ramble, the theme is lax or even without theme. There are many points for attention in composition. Are you sure you can write? The following are 1 eighth-grade compositions I have compiled for you, hoping to help you. Eighth grade composition 1

Hey! Hello everyone! I am the hero of the idiom "water drops pierce the stone", little water drops. As the saying goes, teachers teach and educate people. Sometimes, every move of teachers can affect students. No, these three teachers left a deep impression on the students.

poor water.

"Hua Hua" Hua Hua. " Open the faucet wide and let the water flow freely everywhere. , a listen to sound, is a contralto. Oh, it turns out that a teacher is washing his hands. But after washing my hands, the faucet opened wide and the water kept flowing. "Ah, ah, ah. I said that teacher, China is a big country, and you should be virtuous. It's impolite to waste water! Besides, you are a teacher ... ""Wow, wow. " The faucet reluctantly opened its mouth and let the water flow freely everywhere. Look what this has done. Is this a teacher?

poor water.

"tututu, tututu." Oh, here comes another tenor. Oh! Another teacher came to wash his hands. She didn't turn off the faucet, but turned on another faucet. After washing your hands, the faucet is still "chug chug." Singing, singing seems so reluctant. Look at what this has done. Is this a teacher, too?

water of happiness.

"Rush, rush, chug, chug." Tenor and contralto seem to be singing. Wrong guess!

this is crying. At this moment, a tall figure came in. When the faucet was talking, a pair of big hands screwed on the two poor faucets just now. The tap stopped singing. Ha ha _! Look at the action, this is a teacher, a good teacher who is a model!

Special tip

Tip range: Tips for people who waste water: Ladies and gentlemen, small water drops remind you not to waste water any more. When there is only one drop of water left on the earth, it will be your tears! Composition 2

The Chinese nation has a history of five thousand years, and it is a country of ceremonies, and there are many manners.

but is it the same today after five thousand years? Let's see:

On the subway, a young man, holding a big-screen mobile phone and shaking his legs, wrote someone calling at a very high decibel. The eyebrows and eyes of the people around us are all in a ball. But the young man didn't mean to stop or lower the decibel at all. Uncivilized words rushed out of his mouth. At this time, a white-haired old man, but no one gave up his seat for the old man.

In the scenic spot:

The cultural relics of "xxx's visit here" on the wall have been ruined beyond recognition. Some people even litter the ground. Some people even left it in the scenic spot. What will foreigners in the scenic spot think of us?

is this our etiquette? Of course not! That's just a few.

someone helped the old man to his seat on that subway. The driver warned the young man.

Some people in the scenic spot make their evil deeds public to make people take warning

We can certainly get rid of these "individuals", but first of all, we must also have a "ceremony" to remind others not to let the above-mentioned incidents happen. Let's continue Chinese civilization. In the four seasons, I love autumn.

Looking at autumn, watching the autumn leaves falling slowly from the trees, the dark clouds in my heart quietly cleared away at this moment. The color of autumn leaves is so quiet that it adds a touch of unknown color to the autumn scenery.

I love nature in autumn-maple trees. Maple leaves are colorful in autumn, and the crown is dense, which makes people look like they are in a sea of fire at first sight. Its color is like a burning flame; Like a hot sun; Like bright red blood, it makes people unattainable.

I love nature in autumn-fields. The fields in autumn are farmers' favorite. When the wind blows gently, the fruits on the trees shake. They swayed their heavy bodies and struggled for milk, trying to fall into the pockets of farmers. Large tracts of golden rice are ripe, and as soon as the autumn wind floats, they dance in the golden fields, as if cheering, as if intoxicated, and rolling continuously.

Autumn is the season when Miss Qiu comes down to earth. She scatters the smell of autumn on the human world and makes people indulge in autumn. I don't know when the fallen leaves were laid on the earth, and they put on a brand-new dress for the earth. The fragrance of the fruit floated everywhere, making people appreciate autumn more than usual.

Smelling the unique fragrance of autumn, its freshness and fragrance make people unconsciously yearn for the beauty of tomorrow. Composition 4

Every summer, I always see Parthenocissus tricuspidata on other people's walls, which is lush and refreshing. Looking at this green world, I can't help but be shocked. What a beautiful scenery!

The wall of Parthenocissus tricuspidata is like a flowing waterfall. The breeze blows, and the wall is like surging ripples, which are stacked one after another. The green leaves are full and flawless, like strings of wind chimes shaking in the wind, and the rustling sound is like the crisp "ding-ding" sound of wind chimes, one covered with another, and you push me and squeeze me, so dense that it seems that no sunshine can penetrate. Look carefully, the leaves are beautiful as green as jade. They cling to the wall and keep climbing up. The branches and leaves that have just been pulled out stick out their heads and turn the filaments into small disks, climbing to a higher peak step by step and never stop. When the wind comes, Parthenocissus tricuspidata is like a warrior with high morale. You pull me, I pull you, and unite as one to resist the wind. As soon as the wind passed, they relaxed, stretched and dozed off. When I woke up, it was just dawn, and the sun was flushed, shining on the crystal dew on the leaves, which made people want to pick off the gems on those green leaves.

I admire the tenacious perseverance of Parthenocissus tricuspidata. They keep working hard for their own lives. Like Parthenocissus tricuspidata, I will keep working hard towards my goals and climb the peak bravely! Eighth grade composition 5

Is this the insight into death after the vicissitudes of the world?

it's not so much "seeing through" as saying that I know more about "being alive". -Inscription

A big dream of the past, which comes and goes, always lingers on the edge of the dream. After waking up, I knew that everything was empty.

I have thought of myself in the endless darkness for countless times in a hundred years, and it should be like this:

"I'm going. Take care, everyone. See you in the afterlife. "

"Do you have anything else to say to us?"

"oh, and. After I go, ask the priest to give me a mass and then burn me. Remember to scatter the ashes in an open place. I have no other expectations in my life, just hope to be more free! "

there were intermittent cries below.

"I have enjoyed everything I should enjoy in my life, and I have what I should have. I have no regrets, really. Ladies and gentlemen, don't grieve for me in vain. You all live well! I'm tired, really tired. "

no hysteria, no crying and whining, I want to go home peacefully. The day I was born into this world for the first time, I came hysterically; After I play the last scene of my life, let's go quietly.

but it's too early now. Every time I think of the two inescapable words of death, I still have fear in my heart (this may be because I am inexperienced). At the same time, I want to be glad that I have the opportunity to wake up in the morning and look forward to a new day. Instead of falling asleep in the old dream of going to Yaotai and Wan Li, I ignored the morning and evening.

Later, gradually, I found that the reason why people are unwilling to die and afraid of death is nothing more than nostalgia for the world-of course, people who can't get out of their misery are exceptions. If a person dies at this moment, the pulse of the heart stops at the next moment, the blood stops flowing, the body temperature plummets, and the skin is no longer fresh, then the door of the mortal world is closed to him, and the yellow road behind him is opened to him instead.

dying is a powerful weapon to put a perfect end to the long road of human practice. It replaced day and night, seasons, time, worldly desires and everything. Death means no longer caring, which means forgetting. An individual who forgets to combine himself into his own memory. They may be familiar strangers who are in a hurry, or people who are short-lived in their own lives. At the same time, thanks to death, people can forget themselves.

If you lose your life at this moment, you will never be able to speak, move, remember the faces of your loved ones clearly, and say goodbye to them rationally. They may regret that they didn't say goodbye early, so they died with regret.

Some people regard the world as the only paradise, and stop and look for it in the unknown world. If you are still alive, please cherish every heartbeat. After all, what survived was a fluke. I hope we can live, live well, and the taste and excitement of live high will no longer be dominated by others. After all, this life is us, and the afterlife may not be us. We only have the fate of living forever.

Being alive is also the best way to pay homage to the dead. When we are quiet, we might as well listen to our own heartbeat. Is it beating for us alone? Is every breath we take entirely for ourselves? Although the bodies of the dead do not exist, their smiles and spirits remain in our memory.

I would like to dedicate this to us who will eventually return. At the same time, I also pay tribute to those who are about to leave. Grade 8 composition article 6

With a slightly fat figure and a circle of white inch plate, you can vaguely tell that he was the "water snake" of that year.

He is my grandfather, and "Water Snake" is a nickname given by the villagers in the village.

according to legend, he can swim 4-5 kilometers down the river in one breath, and then swim from his hometown to Qingtian county. You can still hold your breath in the water for ten minutes.

I don't believe it at all, but it's so long ago that I can't prove it.

in those years, my family was so poor that I didn't even have any meat foam, and I eagerly looked at a few chickens to satisfy my appetite. Grandpa went into the water to catch snakes to subsidize his family. Because the water is excellent, I can always return home with a full load. Of course, grandpa never catches more, and things are scarce, so water snakes can also sell for a good price.

The river that grandpa often goes to, the water is black, oily and faint, and the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river move leisurely like the hair of a female ghost, which is horrible.

buy a few catties of meat after the snake is sold, and give a bowl to the neighbor when it is cooked. There are great heroes in Liangshan who "have wine to drink together and meat to eat together".

Therefore, the villagers gave them the nickname "Water Snake".

The famous name of "Water Snake" spread.

look at it now, it's really flattering. I really can't imagine that the "water snake" in the population at that time would become such an ordinary fat grandfather who was addicted to alcohol. Speaking of that year, my grandfather did not deny it. It's just that bucket-like figure betrayed him.

Maybe it's body of work. He still goes into the water often. It's a pity that I didn't inherit his excellent genes at all. When I was a child, he took me to play in the river and choked me, which may be his rare failure. Speaking of that now, he is still trying to deny it. It's impossible for me to choke when I say that he is so skilled. Forget it, don't hurt the confidence of the elderly.

instead, he doesn't go into the water very often now, but he runs very fast.

Maybe it's a hero's dying. When others ask him for help, he always readily agrees. Then get drunk, and then vomit, while lisping: "In those days ... I ..."

Grandma always smiles helplessly.

The legend of the water snake continues ... Grade 8 Composition 7

My mother is tall and thin, with a pair of big eyes on an oval face and black hair with long braids.

My mother is not only clever but also handy. She often cooks some delicious food for me, such as braised pork, orange chocolate cake, butter cookies, and chaff cups. My favorite is the cup of sawdust. A layer of biscuit crumbs and a layer of cream are evenly spread in the cup. It is very beautiful and delicious, which is 1 times more delicious than that in the dessert shop!

My mother loves me very much, and she often conjures things I like to eat and play from my bag like a magician. A few days ago, my mother did magic again: two colorful egg cages &; dash; This is exactly what I used for long summer's eggs, and later my mother taught me how to make them.

But when I made a mistake, I was very strict with me: I remember when I was a child, I made another mistake (I don't remember anything, except that it was a serious mistake), and my mother put me in the storage room. It was dark in the storage room and I couldn't see anything. I was very scared. I cried and pushed the door, but I couldn't get it open. It was a while before my mother let me out. Seeing my face full of tears, my mother hugged me tightly and cried for a long time. My mother said, Don't make such a mistake next time. I nodded my head hard. This incident has had a profound impact on me, and I remember it until now, and it has also saved me a lot of mistakes.

I love my mother! 8

The memory of childhood will never fade in this beautiful moonlight. Fresh in my memory, it is an unbeaten flower in full bloom, which is intriguing to me.

"When I was young, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate. I also suspect that Yao Tai Jing is flying at the end of Qingyun Mountain. " When I was very young, I had an indescribable affection for the moon. I once heard my mother say to me, "At night, the moon mother-in-law will give all the good children a beautiful gift." I often hope that I can have that gift with moonlight. Until now, I just look up at the moon and realize that that gift is our dream. A fairytale growing dream ...

I've been an obedient child since I was a child. I didn't know what obedience was. I only knew that I had to listen to other people's arrangements and then obey unconditionally, even though those things didn't mean much to me. Of course, I was praised by almost everyone, and my relatives said, "What a sensible boy." The teachers said, "What a clever boy." Then I saw the gratified smile on my parents' faces, and I felt the joy of victory in my heart. I hold my happiness like this, quietly like a nonexistent child, dreaming my dreams in my fortress.

"You can't climb the moon, but you follow people when you walk on the moon." I have had many dreams about the moon, dreaming that I am Chang 'e and flying slowly towards the moon. Sometimes I wonder if Chang 'e was also very clever when she was a child, and she followed the path set by her ancestors and went numb to the so-called happiness. < P > It is often said that people's fate is like a painted picture, and we only have to describe it. grow up