In ordinary study, work, and life, many people have written compositions. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. So have you ever understood composition? Below is the seventh grade composition on the taste of the year that I compiled for you. You are welcome to share it. The taste of the year seventh grade composition 1

During the past Spring Festival, the village cadres would lead the whole village to have fun. When we were young, what we looked forward to most was the Spring Festival. The whole village is lively and lively, and every household is happy and happy. The whole village is in a big paradise, full of the atmosphere of music. The whole village gathered together to perform yangko, dance, sing, and lion dance, which was very lively. When we were young, we felt extremely happy and joyful.

However, nowadays, these entertainment programs have disappeared. During the Spring Festival, the streets were almost deserted. Children of our age spent the whole day in Internet cafes. The adults disappeared after eating. A few people gathered together to play mahjong and fight landlords. There were only a few children playing four-wheel-drive vehicles on the street, and a few flying kites in the fields outside the village. Those children were only five or six years old. The scene of "ancient road with westerly wind and thin horse" everywhere on the street no longer has the atmosphere of the Spring Festival.

Several of our classmates felt happy sitting together chatting, but we still have classmates who continued to work as usual during the Spring Festival. Even the sound of firecrackers sounded perfunctory.

In today's society, people are all running for profit. Those Chinese national customs and traditional festivals have been forgotten for a long time, which makes them feel very sad and boring. Even watching TV at home feels boring. Only this year's All-Stars are fun, the rest are just financial. Although there are constant movies on TV, those movies are the ones that have been shown over and over again in the past.

During the Spring Festival, I was quite happy just playing basketball with my classmates. Those scenes from my childhood have disappeared now. The flavor of the year seventh grade composition 2

The Spring Festival is a special festival for every Chinese. “The golden wind brings good luck, the redbud flowers have bloomed, and the spring thunder of February is beating on the earth... Congratulations on the Chinese New Year, may you have a good harvest and smile..." Listening to this familiar song, you will know that the New Year is here! Children who work outside the home almost always return to their parents and gather with their families, tasting delicious food, admiring the gorgeous fireworks, chatting with their families, and savoring the flavor of the New Year.

My mother told me that the taste of the New Year is spicy, pasting "福", couplets, door gods, and window grilles upside down; hanging lanterns, Chinese knots, red peppers; setting off firecrackers, and "receiving red envelopes"! ...A piece of red comes into view, and the New Year is about to be festive, lively and prosperous. Chinese New Year means you won’t feel the cold at all in winter, only the heat. Just like the boiled fish, the fish is covered with red peppers, it is prosperous and festive, and the taste of it is just one word - refreshing. On New Year's Eve, the family sat in front of the TV and chatted. Watching the Spring Festival Gala, it was fun and full of laughter. The happiness is also on everyone’s face, I have to say it’s so spicy!

My cousin thinks the New Year tastes sweet. During the Chinese New Year, he can not only eat his favorite food, but also receive big red envelopes. When he sees these red envelopes, his eyes When I stick it on it, my heart feels as sweet as drinking honey.

For the staff who stick to their posts, the taste of the New Year is sour and bitter. Because when you are reunited with your family, you are stuck at your post. You cannot accompany your parents to fulfill your filial piety, and you may not be able to accompany your children and witness their growth. Naturally, there is a different kind of sour and bitter feeling in your heart. Nowhere to talk.

I think the taste of the New Year is like a five-flavor bottle. There is no more sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty. No matter which taste it is, it has its own unique flavor that requires us to observe with our eyes, listen with our ears, and feel with our hearts. The flavor of the year seventh grade composition 3

Today is New Year’s Eve. The streets are no longer deserted. People coming and going have smiles on their faces. The landscape trees are covered with colorful lanterns. There are lights in front of every house. The smell of the New Year was hung up with red lanterns and pasted with couplets, and spread quietly throughout the streets and alleys.

At night, I took my father to set off fireworks downstairs. 3, 2, 1, flying! With my voice, fireworks flew into the sky. Like a peacock opening its tail, and like a flower blooming.

I took a deep breath, held a stick of incense in my hand, and carefully lit the fuse. At this time, golden sparks climbed up along the fuse, and with a whooshing sound, the fireworks jumped into the sky, like a shooting star. Nian comes in a hurry on a shooting star.

After setting off the fireworks, we started to have New Year’s Eve dinner. Mom and the others have already cooked a large table of dishes. Shrimp tofu, Sixi meatballs, and braised chicken legs are so rich! Of course, how can a New Year’s Eve dinner be complete without dumplings? As a representative of the New Year, dumplings are given the meaning of reunion by people. Take a bite of the dumpling and the year will be dancing on the tip of your tongue.

After having enough wine and food, it’s time to watch the annual Spring Festival Gala. The opening dance was very attractive, followed by the indispensable cross talk; there were hilarious sketches, and lively singing and dancing. Perhaps it was the joyful atmosphere that infected Nian, and Nian also laughed with us.

In a blink of an eye, the 12 o'clock bell rang, and my sister and I couldn't wait to rush downstairs. There is a burning fire in the open space of the community. The golden-red flames gradually rose, and Nian stood at the top of the flames. I closed my eyes, clasped my hands together, and made a New Year's resolution. We also wish our relatives and friends around us New Year greetings and send unique blessings. The year follows our blessings, bringing good luck to everyone.

In a city full of steel buildings, the presence of New Year is everywhere and the flavor of New Year is everywhere. The flavor of the new year is all around us! The Taste of the Year 7th Grade Composition 4

Mother, it was you and my father who helped me push open the door of darkness and call my name loudly. It guided me to explore the mysteries of the world in the dark, allowed me to live in this bright and joyful world, allowed me to witness some of the scenery in this world, and allowed me to live happily every day.

Mother, do you still remember? When I was in second grade, I was very naughty and always caused trouble for you in school. I also taught myself a lesson: I accidentally shaved off a piece of flesh from my own leg when I was racing with my classmates after class. It was you who picked me up and ran to the hospital. The doctor told me that I would need six or seven stitches in my leg. At that time, I had tears in my eyes and screamed in a low voice. There is no way, I can only wait quietly. The doctor has just stitched the first five stitches, and I can only feel a slight pain. I can't stand the last stitch. If it weren't for your encouragement, mother, I wouldn't be able to do it. After finishing the seventh stitch.

Also, the last time I went to school was a rainy day, and you asked me to bring an umbrella. One time, I didn't listen to you. After school at noon, it was raining heavily. All the students who had umbrellas went home with umbrellas, and those who didn't have umbrellas were taken home one by one. I was the only one who stayed at school stupidly. With. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. It was mother. It was you who came to me alone with an umbrella and a raincoat...

Mother, why do you always show up when I am helpless? Appear? Could it be that this is maternal love? The taste of the year seventh grade composition 5

I often hear some students complain: My mother nags me all day long, and I am a little man after all. It is not interesting to be with her, and I can only be attracted by other people. People laugh. How could it be boring? After careful observation and in-depth understanding, I found that my mother is actually multi-flavored, which is very interesting.

Mother is bitter. She is busy going to work every day, riding an electric bicycle, coming in the wind and going in the rain, and it feels like one day for many years. Every day after work, she hurried home. She was diligent and thrifty in running the house and budgeted carefully to take care of my father and me comfortably. Even if I felt a little wronged at school, I would vent to her for a long time. If I think about it carefully, my mother's heart is also suffering.

Mother is sweet. She kept the house spotless every day, dressed me up in a good way, and educated me whenever she had time, so that I could grow up slowly in a happy home. No matter where he goes, he spreads a burst of laughter, infecting everyone. It can be said that my mother is sweet.

My mother is spicy. Why are things so chaotic? One time, I was playful and didn't finish my homework, so I was severely criticized. My tears fell down. I secretly regretted it. It seems that mother is still spicy.

Thinking about it seriously, I found that it smells like my mother a lot, which is so interesting.

I must be a good boy to my mother, making her more sweet and less bitter! The taste of the year seventh grade composition 6

There are many kinds of tastes. Fresh and delicious is the taste of food, fresh and harmonious is the taste of nature, nagging and caressing is the taste of mother, and wise and philosophical thinking is the taste of masterpieces. And the following incident made me truly appreciate that bitter taste.

Originally I had a harmonious relationship with my classmates, but one of my classmates borrowed money from me and said he wanted to buy something and would pay me back in a few days, so I lent it to him. But after a few days, he I haven't paid it back yet. I asked on QQ: "Why haven't you paid back the money yet?" He said: "I'll pay it back right away." Several more weeks passed. I begged again, but at this time, he ignored me. I was so angry that I asked him directly in the class group. Under pressure, he had to say: "It's almost time." I said angrily: "You don't want to pay it back at all. If you don't pay it back tomorrow, don't blame me for being rude." ."

Later, I heard from my classmates. He also lent money to someone else, but that person didn't repay it, and he didn't have the money. The reason why he ignored me was that he secretly stole money from my parents to pay me back, but I actually Not only did he have to pay back the money, but he also had to pay interest. I wanted to pay ten yuan more, so he gave me another ten yuan. But when he came home, his parents found out that he had stolen money and beat him up.

After I heard about this, I came to apologize, but he was very angry with me and ignored me. When facing others, I was very embarrassed and regretful. It was all my fault for being too selfish. , it became like this.

I was sad for losing this friend. At the same time, through this incident, I also really tasted the bitter taste. The Taste of the Year 7th Grade Composition 7

I came home from school, but my parents were not there yet. Seeing that the dining table was empty, why not cook something for my parents? Surprise them.

A few days ago, I had a whim and wanted to try to cook a few dishes for my parents. After all, I have grown up and my parents have been cooking for me since I was a child. I should also cook for them. .

When I made this proposal to my parents, they agreed without hesitation. The smiles on their faces could not be hidden. They quickly sent me to the kitchen and prepared some cooking utensils for me. Tools...

When I poured the vegetables into the pot, the vegetables collided with the water and made a sound, but the sound and the oil smoke could not suppress the laughter of my parents. When the first dish was cooked When it was good, my parents were full of praise. My mother took a big mouthful of food, put it into her mouth, savored it carefully, and commented on it. My father patted me on the shoulder and said, "It's really good. It's a good thing to cook." , I haven’t seen you for a week, and you have become a lot more sensible. I think my cooking skills are going to surpass your mother’s!”

After finishing all the dishes, I put them on the table one by one, and my mother taught me how to arrange them! I took a plate and took a photo. I asked my mother why she wanted to take a photo? Mom said: "Of course I have to commemorate it. If there is a table of meals cooked by my daughter after get off work every day, all the worries of the day will disappear with the delicious dishes."

I laughed. Laugh, sometimes, you don’t have to do a particularly great thing for your parents, even if it’s just putting on their slippers before they go home, making a dish for them and pouring a cup of hot tea. With such actions and thoughts, they are very happy. Satisfied and happy.

The taste of home is the taste of love. We ask more from our parents. If we, as children, give more and do more for our parents to let love flow, the home will be more beautiful. Warm. The taste of the year seventh grade composition 8

There will be many different flavors in a person's life. Fresh and delicious is the taste of food, fresh and harmonious is the taste of nature... As long as you chew carefully and feel with your heart, the world The real flavor is in it.

Whenever I am happy, my mother will show a happy smile on her face. At this time, a feeling of joy will emerge in my heart; whenever I win a prize in a competition, my mother A proud smile will appear on his face, and at this time, our home will be filled with a smell of happiness. In short, "emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy are human nature." As everyone's mood changes, the taste of the surrounding things also changes.

When you were a child, you would act coquettishly in the arms of your parents, asking for toys and new clothes, but your parents would always squint your eyes and kiss your forehead. Did you ever know that when you Behind the fun is the knowing smile of the parents, which is a sweet taste.

This taste is not felt all at once, it must be experienced slowly; this taste is not boring, it is rich and colorful; this taste is not ordinary, it is noble; this taste does not disappear instantly , it will be fixed forever. This taste is intriguing. It will accompany you throughout your life and give you endless power. This is the taste of falling in love.

Wisdom and philosophy are the taste of masterpieces, the ups and downs are the taste of life, and the vicissitudes of life are the taste of history. Remember that trace of love that makes people care about you infinitely. The Taste of the Year 7th Grade Composition 9

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, these are the five most important tastes in the world, but I think there are other tastes - the taste of happiness!

Speaking of the taste of happiness, what does happiness taste like? I arrived at school and the teacher handed out the test paper for yesterday's test. I scored 99 points. At that time, I was very happy. After this incident, I once thought that the taste of happiness was to pass the exam, but slowly the happiness disappeared as time went by. I found that the happiness of the exam was only temporary happiness, it was not real happiness.

In the Chinese class, when we were halfway through, suddenly a voice came from behind me, "My pen is out of ink!" I couldn't help but turn my head. As soon as I turned my head, I saw his classmate. He took out a pen from the pencil case and handed it to his deskmate. I saw both of them smiling happily.

On the way home, I couldn’t help but think of the scene at that time in my mind. Is this the taste of real happiness? I don’t know, but my heart is vaguely telling me that this is the taste of happiness. At night, I was lying on the bed thinking quietly, but once again I thought of the time when they were smiling face to face, and I suddenly realized that this is happiness, this is true happiness!

The taste of happiness is not to be happy alone when you do something well, but when your friends encounter difficulties, you lend a helping hand to help others. There is a word called Helping others is "pleasure". Isn't its "pleasure" the joy of happiness? The Taste of the Year 7th Grade Composition 10

"It's the New Year! It's the New Year!" The new year has come quietly amidst everyone's laughter and laughter.

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and everyone is naturally busy: some are cleaning, some are posting Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, New Year pictures, and some are buying new year goods... On the evening of the Spring Festival, my mother is naturally busy too Get up - making New Year's Eve dinner, the sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping ping ping-pong-pong with with a ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping ping.

At this time, a strange idea suddenly came to my mind: What does New Year’s Eve dinner taste like?

Is it the taste of joy? When eating New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone always likes to chat together. Talking about trivial family matters, caring about relatives and friends, and feeling very happy.

It also smells like lucky money. Children all like to celebrate the New Year. What they look forward to is the excitement of the New Year, and probably what they look forward to most is the New Year’s money. At the end of the New Year's Eve dinner, there are always adults who like to tease children and take out their lucky money. The child was naturally very excited. When he looked at the lucky money, his eyes shone and his mouth was as sweet as honey. The adult was so happy that he was "flattered" and naturally handed the lucky money to the child. The child's "plot" came true. , smiling from ear to ear on their red little faces, they are always so easily satisfied, and can be happy for most of the day with such a small thing.

It must also have the flavor of reunion. The children are working hard outside, and the parents are also worried. But on this rare day when they get together, the mother cooks a big table of delicious food, and the family happily sits together, reminiscing about the past, telling interesting stories, and listening to Following the parents' affectionate instructions, the children also carefully warned their parents that this moment must be warm and happy...

The New Year's Eve dinner contains all these flavors and warms people's hearts. I hope this beautiful flavor will always permeate around everyone, bringing happiness and hope no matter where they are. The Taste of New Year 7th Grade Composition 11

The New Year always comes with the sound of firecrackers, the wanton laughter of children and the smell of sausages wafting out of every household. People at this time are busy, but also happy.

The most indispensable thing during the Chinese New Year is the traditional Chinese food-dumplings. The day of making dumplings is when mom shows off her skills. Not a single onion, ginger, and aniseed should be missing, and then there are the two main ingredients: noodles and stuffing.

My mother and my aunt made dumplings together. As the saying goes, "If two people work together, the work will not be tiring." One of them rolled out the dumpling wrappers and the other made the dumpling fillings. They talked and laughed, making the boring labor more interesting.

The young and old men are not idle either, they are all busy. Raw pork ribs and raw beef were all turned into delicacies by their hands. Several families sat together and chatted, and the children ran around holding candied haws, tirelessly. The laughter of children, the chatter of adults, and the crackle of firewood cooking constitute the New Year in my impression.

The New Year in the countryside is always much more lively than in the city. Neighbors interact frequently and are very familiar with each other. During the Chinese New Year, every household prepares their own delicacies to entertain their neighbors. My favorite thing is to go to my neighbor's house and eat their enema.

With the progress of the economy and the development of the times, people in the village gradually moved to the city. I have changed from making dumplings myself to buying them in the mall. I no longer cook the dishes myself, but just buy them ready-made or go to restaurants to eat them. In short, the taste of the new year is getting weaker and weaker.

I still hope that the whole family can sit around the table and take a bite of the dumplings made by themselves. That is the taste of the Spring Festival! The flavor of the year seventh grade composition 12

Only the last ray of golden light of the setting sun lingers, but it is swallowed up bit by bit by the starless night sky, leaving only endless darkness, and every corner of the city is filled with dullness the taste.

After I came out of the cram school, I was already exhausted both physically and mentally. I had no intention of paying attention to the night view, so I dragged my heavy steps towards my home. Although the class place was not very far away, it felt so long, along the way. The familiar dim street lights kept walking forward, and suddenly I became confused.

Before I had walked half way, I heard muffled thunder. I thought it was going to rain heavily, so I quickened my pace. Unexpectedly, the way back was blocked by the downpour. Like many pedestrians, I hid in the street. Under the eaves. After wandering on the side of the road for more than ten minutes, I saw that the rain had no intention of stopping, so I decided to go back in the rain. I just picked up my schoolbag and jogged in the rain for a while, when I suddenly heard someone calling me from behind: "Little girl, don't run away. Auntie has an umbrella here. Don't get caught in the rain. You'll catch a cold!" I turned around. At first glance, she was a middle-aged woman with ordinary appearance and simple clothes. The only thing that impressed me was the smile on her face that made me feel warm from the bottom of my heart. In an instant, I realized that all the coldness, confusion and helplessness in my heart had been wiped out by the overwhelming tenderness. Along the way, she talked to me about her family. She came from an ordinary family and had a husband who loved her very much and a daughter. Now her daughter is in college and away from home, so we rarely see each other. She said that when she saw me, she thought of her. When my daughter was young, during the conversation, the smile on her face never disappeared. Seeing her smile, somehow my heart almost melted, and I couldn't help but follow her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, until we parted, her face Still filled with indescribable sweetness.

The rain gradually became lighter, and all the confusion and depression in my heart disappeared. I think, many years later, I will still remember that woman. It was her smile that gave me strength, and it was she who made me understand the taste of smile. The Taste of the Year 7th Grade Composition 13

"It's so spicy! It tastes terrible! This ginger soup is so spicy!" I muttered.

"Drink it and you'll get better from your cold as soon as possible!" My mother said, "Eat the ginger too!" My mother is always so strict with me, just like this ginger, it's so spicy!

I remember that when I was in the fifth and sixth grade of elementary school, my mother was very concerned about my studies. She said: "The fifth and sixth grade of elementary school are very important stages. After studying for so many years, getting into a good junior high school is equivalent to entering the university." The university gate is only half a foot away!" But at that time, I didn't know how important it was. I still ran out to play every day on Saturdays and Sundays.

Good medicine is bitter to the mouth and good for the disease; honest advice is bad to the ears and good for the deeds. If you don't listen to your parents, you will suffer. This is the conclusion I have come to over the years.

When I was a child, I didn’t like listening to my parents. My father asked me to write numbers, but I didn’t; my mother asked me to eat, but I didn’t; my father asked me to sweep the floor, but I didn’t.

I went my own way, but the results always cost me a heavy price: my math scores were extremely poor, my body was skinny, and I was so lazy that my relatives bothered me... Later, my mother began to strictly discipline me. She stared at me and asked me to clean the room. Originally, my mother It can be cleaned up in a while, but it took me more than half an hour to pick problems here and there; and forced me to read books and listen to English tapes every day...

My mother's strict discipline really made me happy. I was rewarded. She forced me to drink ginger soup, and my cold was cured after three days; she forced me to clean the room, and I became more diligent; she forced me to drink milk, and I became stronger than before...

The taste of mother is ginger soup, It's spicy when you drink it, and there's a sweet taste afterwards. That's the sugar your mother put in it, the love she spreads. The Taste of the Year Seventh Grade Composition 14

The year 20xx has arrived, which means that the Lunar New Year is not far away. Look, in life, unconsciously, the flavor of the new year is getting stronger and stronger!

Before the Chinese New Year, you must prepare New Year’s goods. During this period of time, adults seem to be particularly busy. Be it sauced duck legs or dried fish, they all need to be marinated and sun-dried. But what really makes me feel like the new year is coming is making sausages. The same time, the same place, the same materials, and the familiar taste. Plus this year, our family has been making sausages for three years. I have become extremely proficient in the steps of making sausage. After filling the sausage, use cotton thread to tie the sausage section by section, then tie it with a bamboo skewer to squeeze out the excess air. The last step is to dry the sausage. It takes a week to dry in the sun for two days and then in the shade for a few days. My sausages also add an appropriate amount of wine, and the faint aroma of wine is mixed into the sausages. This is the real flavor of the New Year!

In addition to the New Year goods that make me feel the approach of the New Year, there is another thing that also makes me feel the arrival of the New Year, and that is - the final exam! Isn’t it said that this semester is the longest semester in fifty years? Why is the Chinese New Year coming so soon? Doesn’t Chinese New Year mean...final exams! A month ago, the head teacher announced the exam time and distributed winter vacation homework in advance. Now, there are only two or three weeks before the exam. Teachers always inadvertently say in class, "The final exam is still...a week from now." It's really a big deal!

The Chinese New Year is a mixture of joy and sorrow for me! I'm glad that winter vacation is coming, and I can play and collect New Year's money; some of them have final exams, so I'm worried! The flavor of the New Year 7th Grade Composition 15

The flavor of the New Year is gradually dimming in our lives. Traditional culture is constantly impacted by foreign culture and modern technology. Now the flavor of the New Year has almost changed.

During the Chinese New Year this year, the New Year’s Eve dinner was still lively, but the activities after the meal were completely different.

During the meal, it was still lively, talking and laughing, and everyone was doing it together. How should things happen in the future? It wasn't as lively as this after the meal. My cousin is holding a tablet and my brother is playing games on his mobile phone. One cousin is holding a mobile phone and the other is writing papers in front of the computer. The adults are all looking at their mobile phones to check WeChat, grab red envelopes and give out red envelopes. The Spring Festival Gala is playing on the TV. , but the only people watching were grandpa and grandma.

I remember that during the Chinese New Year, we all sat together, put all the snacks on the coffee table and piled them into a small mountain. After dinner, we turned on the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala. At the same time, we said that everyone was sitting there to judge. How about this skit? Which one looks better? When we were outside, we kept holding firecrackers and putting them wherever we went. In the past, adults always talked about where we were going, what we were doing, and what we were going to do. The expectations are always full.

In the past, during the Beginning of Spring, Na Zhonghengzhi would always light a candle and put it in the room. When it went out, he would call immediately. But now, after lighting it, he no longer cares about him. After putting it somewhere, everyone went about their business, no one cared whether it would be destroyed or not.

The current technological progress is ever-rapid, which is of great help to the improvement of our lives, so we should not oppose the development of science and technology. However, the development of modern science and technology has had a certain impact on traditional culture and traditional customs, so we must not only support science and technology abbots, but also integrate science and technology with Chuangtong culture to prevent them from colliding.

At the end of the year, we are slowly losing it in our lives. For the sake of the long-standing traditional culture, we put down the mobile phones in our hands and celebrate the New Year with our families.