The wind comes from here, a collection of 800-word junior high school compositions

? There are many kinds of winds: there are spring winds in nature that revive everything, breezes that make people feel comfortable, and many different winds in life. The following is my collection of 800-word junior high school compositions from here. Welcome to reading. I hope you like it and share it!

The wind comes from here. Selected Collection of 800 Words of Junior High School Composition (Part One)? Happiness sets sail from here!

? Reflections on Reading Beautiful China and Happy Sailing

? Dreams change reality and dreams create the future. After reading a series of books such as Beautiful China and Happy Sailing, I was deeply moved.

? Generations have grown up in the song "Without the Party, there would be no new China". We are moved by people's melody, and even more excited by the gratifying achievements we have made today. The leadership of the party has enhanced our confidence in creating a better future. China * * * 18th National Congress of the Productivity Party, with the boat from Nanhu, Jiaxing, 9 1 years ago, earnestly entrusted, sailed for the happiness of beautiful China!

? Since the reform and opening-up, the realization of dreams such as Beijing Olympic Games, Shanghai World Expo, the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, Shenjiu Flying, Dragon Exploration, Aircraft Carrier Launching, J -20 and Yun -20 Successful Test Flight has given the Chinese nation self-esteem and the right to speak in the world. The Chinese nation has always been a nation that bravely pursues dreams. Now, under the leadership of the Party, beautiful China is sailing happily.

? The 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China proposed to build a beautiful China for the first time, which requires not only the overall leadership of the central government, but also the active cooperation of local governments. As a middle school student, I am also happy to see the changes in my hometown.

? First of all, people are moved that Yancheng people have become more and more fond of the city where they live, and they are more and more proud of being Yancheng people.

? The change of Yancheng people's heart is due to the change of the city. In recent years, people's vision of urban development has become broader and deeper. Yancheng will be built into an emerging industrial city with increasing comprehensive strength, an international seaport city fully integrated into economic globalization, an excellent tourist city with a high reputation in a wider scope, and a regional business center that gathers people, logistics, information and capital flows in the surrounding areas.

? Looking closely at the surrounding streets and buildings, we also see that the narrow and dilapidated bungalows in the past have disappeared and been replaced by wide roads and high-rise buildings. At the same time, infrastructure construction such as Yancheng Road has been continuously strengthened and improved recently. The development of Yancheng has created a good atmosphere for our daily life, work and study, and enabled our students to obtain a good educational environment. We also look forward to the better development of port cities, where people can work and study happily under the blue sky and white clouds.

? Of course, the construction and development of port cities cannot be separated from manpower, material resources and financial resources, including young people with ideals and talents. People fly high because of dreams, and people are great because of dreams. Today's happiness is hard-won. As the flower and hope of the motherland, as the master of the 2 1 century, we will certainly strive to keep this happiness for a long time, never forget the shame of national subjugation, and look forward to a bright future with the highest enthusiasm and realize a bright future. There is still a long way to go in Xiu Yuan. I am walking up and down. On the road to happiness, we are sure to fall down a lot. Although the long road of life is hard, we will never put down the burden on our shoulders. Teenagers are wise in China and strong in China. As teenagers, we should set up lofty ideals and regard the Chinese dream as a beacon for our progress.

? The wall stands a thousand miles, and it is just without desire. The Yangtze River is still roaring and rushing, and the Yellow River is still majestic. However, the belief of building a beautiful China with the Chinese dream has planted a seed in each of us. This seed is sprouting and turning into a big tree, like a huge ship, which will sail happily.

The wind comes from here. Selected Collection of 800 Words of Junior High School Composition (Volume II)? From here on, let's polish our eyes and find the beauty in life. There is no lack of beauty in life, but a pair of eyes that discover beauty. As long as you are willing to open your heart, you will find that everything in the world is beautiful.

? In the early morning, Chaoyang seems to command all the recovery like a soldier. Confused eyes are full of stars-like photoelectricity, people enjoy the busy music of life, and beautiful music echoes in people's ears.

? At night, the bright moon hangs high on the hillside, and her delicate light fills every corner and nourishes the creatures who have been busy all day. Beautiful music plays a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

? In spring, everything comes back to life. She brings flowers, new green willow branches and grass, a vision for the future, and hope and vitality to all living things.

? In autumn, everything grows. She brought sunset glow, tall and straight trees, wet autumn rain, golden wheat and the joy of harvest to all beings.

? In winter, when everything is sleeping, she brings snowflakes. She spreads colors on the earth, bringing a fresh picture to the creatures.

? Friends, keep your eyes open and open your heart from here. You will find that we are not only full of natural beauty, but also full of warm beauty of love. At home, in the harbor, I silently recited the poem "Be careful with her sewing, mend her thoroughly, and be afraid that the delay will make him go home late" and "But love an inch of grass and return the light of three springs". Isn't this the touching scene where mom sewed all her love on a thread when she left? Walking on the golden campus, I recalled the classroom scene where the teacher sowed knowledge seeds to the students, and realized that "one day as a teacher, one life as a father". Isn't this the embodiment of love? In the big family of society, "when one side is in trouble, all sides support it". When others are in trouble, isn't it a sign of love that a pair of immature little hands hold pocket money that has been saved for a long time and put it in the donation box for donation?

? Students, love is everywhere and beauty surrounds you all the time. From here on, keep your eyes open and look for good deeds; From here, to pursue the performance of love; From here on, pursue those beautiful feelings that have been deeply touched or hurt but have not been found!

The wind comes from here. A collection of 800 selected words of junior high school compositions (Part III)? Everyone has a dream in his heart, just as everyone imagines picking a star or embracing the sun. Someone wants to be a basketball superstar; Some people want to be angels in white; Some people want to be gentle teachers ... and my dream is to stand on the stage and show you my style and become a "citizen star". After five years of arduous "journey of practicing the piano", today I finally stepped onto the stage of my dream to play piano music for others, and this platform is provided by Bauhinia Garden.

? After receiving a call from the sales department of Bauhinia Garden, I was dancing with joy. Finally, on165438+1October 30th, I got up early. At 7: 45, I went to the audition happily. When we got there, the host arranged for us to draw lots, and I got 18. It's finally my turn to go on stage. I walked carefully to the center of the stage and bowed deeply to the judges and teachers. Then sit on the piano chair and play. I was a little nervous at first, but gradually I got into the wonderful music. Time flies, and in a short time a piece of music is finished. I haven't had enough! In the process of playing, even the body language is very rich, so I advanced to the preliminary audition and successfully entered the weekly competition. The host also announced that he would draw lots in front of the stage, and I drew the third one in the fourth week. Wow! When I got such a good lottery ticket, I jumped three feet for joy, and then I jumped home to leave.

? Time flies, and it's the day of the game again. I am so excited. The marketing department of Bauhinia Garden sent a short message to my mother a long time ago: This competition starts at 7: 00 p.m. and enters the weekly competition. Everyone has to wear makeup and evening dresses, and a talent show is added, including self-introduction. Finally, it was the day of the competition. I was so excited that my mother took me to the performance place with makeup. At seven o'clock in the evening, the game finally started.

? Finally, it's my turn to go on stage! I took three deep breaths, then boldly stepped onto the stage and played the music I prepared for everyone. I was a little nervous at first, but then I totally threw myself into it. At that time, I was like a runaway wild horse, galloping freely on the quiet grassland ... After the performance, the judges scored and finally commented. The evaluation given to me by the judges' teacher is: "The whole song is well completed, complete and expressive." After listening to the teacher's words, I was elated. Finally, after all the actors performed, the host announced the results of the competition. I won this week's championship! Yes! I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night! Oh, by the way, I'll tell you a secret. I not only have a certificate of honor, but also a bonus from 400 yuan! Also, the monthly competition will be held on February 7, 65438. Please look forward to my performance together!

? Perhaps, everyone's dream is so far away, but as long as you are willing to work hard, one day, your dream will definitely come true. At this moment, I really want to shout: "Bauhinia Garden, thank you for making me realize a beautiful dream!" " "

The wind comes from here, a collection of 800-word junior high school compositions (Part IV)? The hurried time took away too many good memories. On that familiar path, there is a school gate that I used to know very well. Now it has become the past, and it is constantly precipitating in my heart.

? My alma mater is not far from my home, on the same road. Whenever I go there, I will see the gate of my alma mater and have mixed feelings in my heart. Looking at those tender and excited faces, I seem to see what I used to look like.

? Once, I was as naive and excited as they were. I think of my primary school classmates. Our friendship is so pure. We study together, play together, make mistakes together and be punished together. Six years of friendship is so profound. But now, we are all in junior high school. We haven't seen each other for a year, maybe for several years.

? Students, how much I miss you, leaving you and entering a new environment, I am very sad, because I have not been separated from you for six years, I wonder if you feel the same way and still miss me.

? I walked into my alma mater with a melancholy mood and saw the familiar scene. Looking at the rockery, I seem to see the scene where we climbed the rockery in the second grade and were criticized by the teacher; Looking at that maple grove, I seem to see the scene of us playing hide-and-seek in it; Looking at the playground, I seem to see the scene of us running on it. Walking into the teaching building, we came to our former classroom and looked at the empty classroom. I was fascinated, as if I heard the sound of reading and writing again The scene of primary school is vivid, students, do you still remember it?

? Every time I go there, I can't help but think of our primary school days and that we used to be as innocent, lively, energetic and excited as those freshmen. I stood at the window, looking at the familiar campus, thinking about the teachers' teaching and the students' concern-the past days were so unforgettable, but the past was the past after all, leaving only good memories. Whenever I go there, my heart is full of ideas.

? The door of memory has been opened, and primary school life has gone. Whenever I walk through a familiar school gate, good memories linger in my mind.

The wind comes from here, a collection of 800-word junior high school compositions (article 5)? Back to grandma's yard, whenever I walk under the osmanthus tree, I always miss grandma. The osmanthus tree in the middle of the yard says me and grandma. ...

? One autumn, sweet-scented osmanthus blooms enthusiastically, and the refreshing fragrance floats in the golden sweet-scented osmanthus, which makes people intoxicated in this autumn. The tree is full of flowers and leaves, and each flower and leaf is telling the beauty of life. The sun shines brightly and warms everyone. Under the osmanthus tree, sat an old man and a little girl. That old man is my grandmother and that little girl is me.

? "Grandma, I want to eat your Osmanthus Jelly." I pulled grandma's sleeve. Because of my grandmother and this osmanthus tree, I especially like to eat Osmanthus Jelly.

? "Ok, grandma will do it for you." Grandma lovingly stroked my head. The sunshine plated a layer of gold on grandma's face.

? Grandma asked me to move a small bench, and then climbed onto the bench with difficulty, beating the branches hard, and osmanthus flowers fell one after another, like laying a golden carpet on the ground. Osmanthus fragrans is like a fairy, fluttering and falling to the world.

? I clapped my hands and giggled under the tree. As soon as I raised my hand, I caught a golden osmanthus.

? At this time, grandma came down from the stool trembling. I rushed to help grandma. I told my grandmother to bend down and say that I had a surprise for her. Grandma bent down and I pinned osmanthus in grandma's hair.

? Grandma's hair is black and white, and the osmanthus in her hair exudes a faint fragrance. Grandma's face is rippling with a kind smile, and there is also a fragrance in it. The fragrance of osmanthus, the fragrance in grandma's smile, lingers in the stream in my heart. When I touch it, I swing, swing to the depths of my soul.

? Then grandma is busy in the kitchen. After a while, grandma came out with a plate of Osmanthus Jelly. "Baby, eat Osmanthus Jelly!" Her voice is so gentle, as if this call contains her love for me.

? "Grandma, you also eat!" Whenever I say this, my grandmother always smiles and says, "Never mind, my grandmother has her own! Eat quickly, be careful, and don't burn yourself. " I always believed her white lie: "Oh, I want to finish this Osmanthus Jelly!" Grandma smiled again: "Eat quickly! " ……

? Tears have wetted my eyes. I stroked the mottled trunk of osmanthus tree and seemed to smell the fragrance of osmanthus and grandma. In the misty eyes, I seem to see an old man and a little girl sitting under the osmanthus tree. ...

? Every time I walk here and under this osmanthus tree, I will miss my dead grandmother endlessly.

The wind comes from here. A collection of 800 selected words of junior high school compositions (Chapter VI)? A cloud of water, a wisp of haze. Many years later, whenever I pass by here, only that friendship, like an eternal flower, blooms in the branches of the years and burns its brilliance.

? Walking through the food stalls on the edge of the square, those fried barbecues attracted me like magnets, so I hurried over. This food stall is older than me, and the boss and his wife have dedicated their lives to this food stall. I remember coming here often when I was very young. I know my boss's family well.

? I came over and the proprietress greeted me warmly: "Long time no see, what would you like to eat?" "As usual, chicken fillet and French fries." She quickly helped me to a dish and casually said, "Your good friend came not long ago, so why didn't you two come together!" A word stirred up a thousand waves. I chewed French fries and replied to her insipidly: "It's hard to meet each other when we are not in the same school."

? The proprietress is talking about my best friend, the classmate who accompanied me through kindergarten for three years and elementary school for six years. Because the home is close, we have played together since childhood, and we have been friends for nine years, and the ocean is deep. We eat the same bowl of rice, wear the same clothes and sleep in the same bed ... we have the same likes and dislikes and will take care of each other's minds. Do homework together after school, and then go out to buy something to eat. We don't like high-end snacks in supermarkets and cheap biscuits in grocery stores, but we like fried barbecue in food stalls near the square. Dozens of snacks can satisfy our small belly, and we are very happy from snacks to big ones.

? Of course, we also quarreled, and that food stall seemed to be a repair station for our friendship. I remember the worst time we quarreled was in the third grade, and we didn't talk to each other for a week. I can't live without her on weekends, so I go to buy snacks. The boss smiled and said, "Why do you two good friends come in tandem?" At first glance, I saw her sitting on one side, and the table was filled with all kinds of barbecues. I am embarrassed to say hello: "What a coincidence, you are here!" "She was very happy:" I didn't expect you to come. Let's eat together! ""So we put together a table, and the boss came over and said, "It's really enviable that you have such a good relationship!" "She and I smiled at each other, ate slowly and spent the afternoon, and no one mentioned the previous quarrel tacitly. Suddenly, we all said in unison, "Come to my house for dinner in the future!" Say that finish is a burst of laughter. We're back together.

? We once sang together, "We agreed not to part, and we will be together forever …" We agreed to be classmates all the time, but we couldn't compete with graduation. She went to Boya and I went to Zhangcheng. Even if we are still in contact, we can't go back to our previous relationship. My thoughts were pulled back, and the proprietress told me, "Your friend often comes, but I haven't met you. I also chatted with her and said that good friends for so many years should not be alienated by learning. "

? I look calm, and my heart stirs up a thousand waves and inexplicable bitterness. Is it that years of friendship have broken down? Of course not, it's just something inside me. She hasn't changed. It suddenly dawned on me.

? This food stall witnessed my friendship with her. Every time I pass by, what comes to my eyes is always her flowery smile and the dribs and drabs between us.

The wind comes from here, 800-word junior high school composition collection (article 7)? A person's life is like a trip. We will go through countless places and experience countless unpredictable weather.

? "We have crossed the mountains and rivers and the sea of people." There is a saying in Pu Shu's Ordinary Road. In life, we cannot avoid difficulties, obstacles and hardships. Only when we pass through them can we see different things. After the storm, there will always be a rainbow. We are like seeds that have just been sown. We have to go through hardships and have the spirit of never giving up in order to stand out from the soil, and then we have to go through the wind and the sun to grow into strong seedlings. The storms we have experienced will make our life more tenacious and more brilliant.

? A dandelion floats around with the help of the wind. Along the way, it experienced the beating of wind and rain and landed on a high mountain. The next day, the breeze blew, and it set sail to find the next place. Then it drifted into the sea. The sea is blue and beautiful. He wanted to stay for a while, but the fish in the sea said to him, "You should go with the wind quickly. This place is not suitable for you. You can't live. " With a grain of salt, it continued to drift with the wind and drifted to a vast grassland, where many young grasses grew, but no similar species were found. It continues to drift with the wind. Finally drifted to a vibrant and similar place.

? In fact, we should all have a persistent spirit like dandelions. We may encounter the wrong path sometimes, so remember to listen to other people's advice. As long as we overcome the difficulties, we will see the bright sunshine. Looking back at those places, we will be happy to say, "I walked here."