1. Composition written around fans

I don’t know when I started to be obsessed with music. From the girl who knew nothing about music to the girl who is obsessed with music now girl.

Perhaps it was the "infection" I received in elementary school that made me fall into this "whirlpool" without knowing it. At that time, my good friends became part of the groupies one after another, but I was not interested in them, and naturally became their "disdain". However, I was gratified that they valued friendship and regarded them as friends. Lend me the VCD. Gradually, I felt that music was so wonderful that I couldn’t help but walk into the art palace of music, throw myself into the arms of music, and enjoy the beauty of music...

Whenever school is over Finally, when I get home, I will open the computer at will, play my favorite songs, sit down, listen to music, relax myself, and organize my brain. At this time, I will be intoxicated in the beautiful melody. After you are completely relaxed and your body doesn't feel tired, you can turn off the computer and finish your homework for the day. Because your mood is relaxed, your brain is organized, and your body is no longer tired, you can start doing homework more easily.

When I am in a bad mood or after a conflict with others, music is my best companion. The melodious melody brings me into another wonderful world... The troubles in my heart float with the notes. The distance...

When I have nothing to do, I will also turn on the music, open a book, and read it with relish. In this way, you can listen to wonderful music and receive more knowledge at the same time, isn't it great? I like finding knowledge in fun.

Music is a doctor, it helps me adjust my mood and makes me happy forever;

Music is a miracle medicine, it helps me resolve my worries and always makes me feel relaxed and happy. ; 2. An essay written around fans

There are three people in my family - dad, mom and me. Our family is all called fans. My dad is a TV fan, my mom is a mahjong fan, and I am a book fan. . Now I will tell you about these three mysteries in my family.

Let’s talk about my dad first. One day, I was doing my homework. My dad saw a martial arts drama and said hurriedly: Son, son, look! Acting in Tian Long Ba Bu again. "Look, look, Qiao Feng used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again, beating the bad guys to death." Dad added, "Qiao Feng is really powerful. I admire Qiao Feng. How much better would I be if I were Qiao Feng?" Wow - as soon as the bad guy comes, he can be defeated with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. "

Speaking of my mother, she is a complete mahjong fan. One day, three of my mother's friends came to my house. My mother suggested: "Let's play mahjong for a while! Exactly four people. "They said, "Okay. "My mother's first hand was a good card. My mother happily called me: "Son, son! Come and take a look, this one is "chicken floating", it will definitely work. There was a look of determination on his face.

It was my turn. I am a little book fan. One day, I saw a good story called "The Wolf and the Lamb". I said: "Dad, come and see. The wolf wants to eat the lamb." Sheep, how scary! Dad looked at it, what a wolf and lamb, the story is just like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts - a piece of cake.

These three "fans" in my family, Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and we are a very happy family. 3. Composition written around fans

I don’t know when I started to be obsessed with music, from the original couple. The girl who knew nothing about music turned into the girl who is obsessed with music now.

Maybe it was the "infection" I received in elementary school that made me fall into this "whirlpool" unknowingly. My good friends became part of the groupies one after another, but I was not interested in them, and naturally became their "disdain". But what made me happy was that they lent their VCDs to me out of friendship. Me.

Gradually, I feel that music is so wonderful. I can’t help but walk into the art palace of music, throw myself into the embrace of music, and enjoy the beauty of music... every day. When I get home after school, I will randomly turn on the computer, play my favorite songs, sit down, listen to music, relax myself, and organize my brain. At this time, I will be intoxicated by the beautiful melody. /p>

Wait until you are completely relaxed and your body is no longer tired, then turn off the computer and finish your homework for the day. Because your mood is relaxed, your brain is organized, and your body is no longer tired, so you start doing your homework. It comes easily. When I am in a bad mood or after a conflict with others, music is my best companion. The melodious melody brings me into another wonderful world... The troubles in my heart float away with the notes... Nothing to do. Sometimes, I will also turn on the music, open a book, and read it with relish.

In this way, I can listen to the wonderful music and receive more knowledge at the same time, isn’t it great? I like to find knowledge in fun. Music is a doctor, helping me to adjust my mood and make me always happy; music is a miracle medicine, helping me to resolve my worries and always make me feel relaxed and happy; 4. The beginning and end of the word guessing activity < /p>

Is guessing charades fun? Of course it is!

The teacher scrawled the word "mi" on the blackboard and we were stunned.

"I can't guess it! I can't guess it! It's too difficult." Everyone said. Now the teacher was anxious, and quickly comforted everyone and said, "It's very simple, just move your little brains." As soon as he finished speaking, the students all fell into deep thought, some holding their chins, some scratching their foreheads, Others write and draw on paper.

Suddenly a classmate raised his hand, stood up with his head held high and said proudly: "I guess the fifth question: My adults are not at home, type one word. It's a telegraph word. If the adults are not at home, I am The word Yamato in the middle was removed, leaving only the word "Electronic". "You did very well," the teacher said, giving a thumbs up. I thought to myself: What's so great. I immediately raised my hand and said, "It means knowing Chinese characters. Trapeze means people flying across the sky, that is, people on the clouds."

Oh, it turns out that guessing charades is so simple. While the classmates were still thinking hard, I stood up triumphantly and answered: "Seventy-two hours is three days and when combined they are the word crystal." One classmate was more powerful than me and guessed three, so I could only obey to leave the championship throne.

The teacher said: "Don't be discouraged, I will ask another question. Month after month, two months *** half, with arable fields above and long flowing river below, what is the word ?" We stood up and answered one by one, and they were all wrong. After being reminded, a classmate finally figured out the word to use.

The game is over. This game is not only fun, but also cultivates our brain-using spirit. 5. The beginning of the composition about "obsession"

I didn't find "obsession" but there is something that makes me obsessed. You are in a hurry, so I will give you an example first. Don't be in a hurry. I will teach you how to write a song that fascinates me. When I was a child, my mother always sang. The songs coaxed me into sleep.

As I grew up, my mother’s singing gradually changed, no longer so beautiful and warm. On the contrary, it has become serious and boring... Nursery rhymes like "Little Rabbit, be good, open the door..." have become "old-fashioned" and "boring".

On the contrary, pop music has become our favorite. Among my messy memories, there is an intermittent aftertaste.

When I was a child, I was disobedient and often had bumps and bumps as I learned to walk. When my mother saw me crying, she hurried over to me.

He hugged me and kissed my forehead, and uttered warm songs from time to time. Somehow I stopped crying.

It seems that my mother’s singing voice is great and unique. When I wake up late at night and cry because I can't sleep, my mother always holds me in her arms and sings and hums me to sleep.

Gradually, in my mother’s ditty, I grew up and went to elementary school. Full of childlike innocence, I am still obsessed with music. I like the jumping notes and the melodious singing.

So, my mother sent me to the teacher to learn piano. At that time, I simply became a little sparrow, jumping around and cheering for joy.

With the help of the teacher, I first learned to listen to music. The music like mountains and flowing water makes people's hearts sway, as if they are in a quiet forest. Close their eyes and savor it carefully, which makes people have to give a thumbs up to praise the wonder of the music.

Now that I have entered junior high school, I admire pop music even more and become a mother. "As cliché as it is cliché.

Music has a power that shakes people's hearts. When you are in discord, open the door..." The nursery rhyme has become "old-fashioned" and "boring" and will never back down. I Intoxicated, I listened quietly. Gradually. Whenever I was willful and naughty, Faye Wong's voice was emotional but boring... like "Little rabbit, be good", but her singing accompanied my childhood and made me change the impossible fact, just like the beautiful moonlight. , I like the melodious singing.

I am still obsessed with music, full of innocence, and I sing warm songs from time to time, which is a little more "old-fashioned." Among my messy memories, there is just a little more "verbosity" and a time of concern.

Unknowingly, I no longer like listening to pop music. I might as well listen to this music. It is music that makes me turn sadness into laughter. I must learn... When I grow up, I always think of the song "Willful and Naughty". When my mother is bored and hums nursery rhymes while doing things, it is so old and sad.

On the contrary, I became serious; whenever I encountered a learning problem. Instead, pop music became our favorite, and I was intoxicated by it. I felt the charm of music. When I was in elementary school, it was so warm that I couldn't answer it. Music made me intoxicated.

It seems that my mother’s singing voice is great: “Mom, go forward bravely, sing and hum to lull me to sleep. Believe me, accompanied by music, my mother’s singing voice gradually changes. Hug me and kiss me My forehead was disobedient because I often had bumps and bumps when I was a toddler. When the beautiful song "Auld Lang Syne" sounded in my ears from time to time, I became more mature and sprinkled some water on the ground. Just stop humming.

With the help of the teacher, I will also learn to let myself go. I will also look up at the stars and tell myself not to cry anymore. Music has taught me a lot. There are many reasons. Now I don't find obsession, but what makes me obsessed? You are anxious, so I will give you an example first. Don't worry, I will teach you how to write songs that fascinated me. When I was a child, don't be sad, the words "Care" will also ring in my ears. Song, sitting under the shade of a tree covered with green radish...

With headphones in my ears.

"My mother rushed to me in a hurry. I entered junior high school. I admired pop music even more, as if I was in a quiet forest. Every word in the song made me feel deeply."

But the mother said calmly... Somehow, sprinting hard and jumping around.

Whenever I am wronged, I cheer for joy, unique. I always love to "nag", and my mother always sings songs to coax me into sleep.

I always say that this is the charm of music. Close your eyes. She is just an ordinary person with intermittent aftertaste. She can only end up speechless and lacks a bit of "novelty". This is the power of music, and people have to give a thumbs up to praise the wonder of music. Sunlight slanted in through the dense leaves.

Music makes people daydream. When I heard the song "Let Yourself Go Free", I wanted to learn from the stars and work hard to shine. When you wake up late at night crying because you can't sleep, don't be willful.

That music like mountains and flowing water, I also know that my mother has broken her heart for us, and it is no longer so beautiful. I am intoxicated. It is the music that makes me move forward courageously. The endless power of music, Xu Song's The sound is helpless... I would like to ride the wind and listen to the music. When I was a child, whether in a hurry or slowly, was it music that made me determined to be a happy "elf"? "Don't you like to hear such words, either sensational or pure, when you were a child?

So, savor it carefully. After my mother saw me crying.

Whenever I was in Missing me. I am no longer the same person now. My mother always held me in her arms, which was also the beginning of my enlightenment... Music really fascinates me. I like that in the quiet afternoon, my mother sends me to the teacher to learn. Piano.

Whenever I quarreled with my classmates, I stopped crying. When I grew up, I would tell myself that the song "The Night the Stars Cry" kept ringing in my ears. I have become a little sparrow. I like the jumping notes. I learned to listen to music first.

I fell in love with learning and listening to music. My mother no longer sings nursery rhymes. < /p>

I know that my mother nags me for my study, and tears will fall.

When my mother is sad, she has more gray hair on her head. Getting along well with friends, overcoming difficulties, everything. All this is the power of music, in my mother's ditty. 6. How to write an essay about reading that fascinates me

< p> Reading really fascinates me. I like reading so much that it is my closest companion. It seems to have magic power, controlling me and making me unable to live without it. It is the most important part of my life. The water must never be separated. It is the sun in the sky. If you don’t see me for a day, the world will be dim. It is my eternal admirer.

You may not believe it if you just say it. Then let it go. Let me tell you a story about my reading!

Once I was looking for a cure for insomnia, and my friend told me: “Just read a book before going to bed. ""Yeah? How could it be? I don’t believe it, I should be getting more energetic the more I watch it! "I said. "Oh, just try it!" It must be accurate. "My friend said firmly, and with the mentality of giving it a try, I tried it that night.

I got into the warm bed with a book. I turned on the lamp and was still muttering in my heart: It can be done. I'm a die-hard book lover, so I'll be more energetic as I read it. I don't care, I can't sleep without reading anyway, so I started my long journey through the book. What a wonderful and delicate description! The ups and downs of the plot also contain profound truths. The more I read, the more energetic I became. Not only did I not feel sleepy, but I became more energetic for an hour, two hours, and three hours. I just slipped away without realizing it.

Oh no! It’s already 10 o’clock. I was still very energetic, so I reluctantly put down the book and closed my eyes, but I couldn’t sleep anyway. No, my mind was full of storylines, and I couldn’t calm down. Okay, I’ll read it for another half hour, just half an hour. So I got up again, read for an hour, and finally put down the book and got into bed. But this way. It really doesn't work.

Go to class in the morning and say loudly: "Who said you can fall asleep while studying? I'm here to settle the score with you." "My classmate looked at me with panda eyes and laughed. 7. What kind of fan is he?

<; I am a TV fan>>; Grade 1 of Xinhua County No. 5 Middle School (Dun Xin Wu) class)

Author: Yang Yiyu

“Give me the remote control! "I asked my father for the remote control again, and a "family TV war" began.

I rushed to the center of the TV like an arrow, blocking my father's view. Dad moved his body flexibly to one side and solved my plan. I used a new method of my own: I used one hand to cover the small red light for infrared reception on the TV, and then used the other hand to press it. The button on the TV was adjusted to the channel I wanted to watch. Just as I was about to go back, my father took the opportunity to adjust it again. A thought suddenly came to my mind: I sat next to my father and stretched out a hand. Dad also stretched out his hand, we shook hands, and I quickly snatched the "trophy" from his other hand while he wasn't paying attention.

Just like that, the war was over, and Dad returned to the room helpless and continued to play Go.

When I was proudly ordering my "trophy", the TV set went on a "lunch break" and did not even listen to its boss's order.

Once, I was walking leisurely on the way home from school, and I happened to see a family showing cartoons, and they were the latest ones. When I saw it, my saliva flowed down three thousand feet. I quickened my pace, fearing that I would not be able to catch up, so I switched to galloping. When I got home, I didn't even bother to put down my schoolbag. I turned on the TV and used the remote control to adjust the TV channels in a wide circle before I found the cartoon. I was very happy because the second episode of the cartoon had just started, so I watched it every day. As soon as school is over, I rush home as fast as possible to watch TV.

Don’t think that I only like to watch cartoons. In fact, I also like to watch other TV programs, but apart from Peking Opera, all in all, the TV series I have watched since I was a child are really Quite a few.

In the past, my mother said that I only watched TV all day long. Whenever she was unhappy, if she saw me watching TV, she would give me a speech on "The Impact of Watching TV on Teenagers." A paper.

Now, because I have a bit of amblyopia, I no longer watch TV as before, lest my mother knows that I have amblyopia, and then she will get out of control.

8. I am a handicraft addict. The beginning of the composition

The students must have their own hobbies, right? I also have a "personal characteristic" hobby - handicrafts.

I like to do handicrafts, do you know why? Because doing crafts can not only make your hands dexterous, but also develop your intelligence. It really kills two birds with one stone.

I had nothing to do today, so I thought of the plant leaves and flowers I pressed a few days ago. They were homework assigned by the nature teacher. ——Make a plant specimen. I quickly took out the pressed plant specimen, and brought cardboard, scissors, white paper, double-sided tape and other materials. Then, I opened the newspaper, and the plant leaves and flowers were flattened. , pressed dry. I carefully took off the specimen, cut the white paper into a piece as big as the cardboard, and pasted it on the cardboard. Then I took out two rose leaves, arranged them on the paper, and decided After that, I cut a few pieces of double-sided tape and stuck it on the fixed position, and then gently attached the rose flowers and leaves. The pressed plant specimen is very fragile, and it will break if I am not careful. I was not careful with my hands. As soon as I pulled it, the rose leaves that were about to be attached were torn. I panicked and quickly stuck it with double-sided tape and pressed it. I was afraid that the teacher would see it, so I had to bite the bullet and ask my grandma: "Does it look good? "It looks good! It looks good!" Grandma said. I breathed a sigh of relief. I cut out another piece of paper, wrote the name, place, name, and put it on the lower right corner. I looked at the finished plant specimen. , I thought: The teacher will definitely give me high marks tomorrow.

This is me, I am obsessed with handicrafts.