I am the master of my stage Composition 1

Buddhism says: Everyone has a bouquet of wonderful lotus flowers in their heart.

I want to say: There is a big stage in everyone’s heart.

The stage is as big as the heart is. The white clouds yearn for the blue sky, and their elegant figure appears in the sky; the streams yearn for the sea, and their smiling face appears in the tide.

On the stage of your own life, it is very important to find out the role you want to play. Only with a determined life and hard work can you ride on the ideal high ground.

Looking back at history, we are filled with emotion. In the smoke and dust of the Three Kingdoms, that graceful prime minister, that loyal minister who dedicated his life and died, that wise god who strategized and won the victory thousands of miles away and was admired by the world, "Three visits to the world's plans, one encounter to the ancient and modern love" , Zhuge, who lives deep in Wolong, is no longer interested in an easy life. In his hazy sleep on the third day of the moon, he decides his role on the stage of life, assists Uncle Liu Huang in restoring the Han Dynasty, and completes the important task of unifying the world. As a result, a farmer from Nanyang became the embodiment of wisdom in the hearts of people throughout the ages, and finally left a strong mark on the history.

The leisurely and elegant life of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountains" is my yearning, and it is also Tao Qian's love. Having read poetry and books and wanting to serve the country, he saw the filth and darkness of officialdom and redefined his life in the face of mountains, rivers and countryside; he chose the stage in the poetic fields in front of Nanshan Mountain, with the sun and moon as his companions, and insects as his companions. With birds as his friends and willow shade as his home, he is cheerful and unrestrained on the stage of life, interpreting the splendor of a hermit. Thus, a proud poet lived his own life.

Looking sideways at the figure of Qin Shihuang, Xiang Yu said to Xiang's father: "I will replace him." The young [source] has already set up a lofty dream in his heart, so he has the idea of ????living as an overlord and dying as a king. Ghost hero's beautiful talk. On the NBA court, he has a strong figure and a dream of flying. Recalling the embarrassment and helplessness he felt when he didn't have the right shoes made him more determined in his choice. He set the stage in his heart on the basketball court and would always realize his dream. Just imagine, if Yao Ming sets the stage in other fields, will he win the admiration of so many audiences?

The stage is as big as the heart is. With dreams in your heart, your life will always be full of sunshine. Zhuge Liang, Tao Qian, Xiang Yu, and Yao Ming, they are the strong men in life. On the stage of life, they strive to create their own stage image and decorate their lives, leaving an everlasting impression on people.

Everyone has their own stage. Although the types of actors on the stage are different, as long as you find your role, use your reason to position your life carefully, and then on your own stage Play your role well, I have the final say on my stage.

Dance, dance with your heart; on the stage, let your heart bloom and dance the most beautiful life. I call the shots on my stage. Composition 2

I call the shots on my stage. In adolescence, our thoughts gradually become mature, and the dreams in our hearts become clearer and clearer. We gradually transform from children to adults. Every experience around us makes us mature. On the stage of our lives, we gradually begin to stand out.

I think, in fact, everyone is God’s favorite. From the moment we land, you are destined to have your own color, a unique color. Why not show it, but We must bury it deeply...

I still remember that when I just entered junior high school, everything was full of novelties. I heard very early on that the children here are very good, so I couldn't help but feel a little scared. After understanding the class teacher in the brochure, I quickly found the teacher. Immediately, I hesitated. Should I say hello to the teacher? Then I thought about it, once a teacher, always a father, the teacher will take us for three years, there is nothing to be afraid of! Then I mustered up the courage to speak to the teacher boldly, raising a smile full of confidence.

The teacher didn't realize that I was infected, so he asked, "Have you ever been a monitor in elementary school?" I nodded affirmatively: "Yes! You have been a monitor for six years..." The teacher added, "Look at you. I am confident and have the look of being a monitor. I am still worried about how to choose the monitor of our class. Haha, I also smiled a little embarrassedly, and my anxious heart gradually calmed down with the bright laughter. Come down. Later, I got my wish and became the class president, and became the "big sister" of my classmates. This thing may be so trivial, but it is a small step for me to overcome myself and dare to express myself.

Because the wintersweet blooms in the cold winter, we can see its proudness; because the lotus blooms in the mud, we can see its purity. Expressing yourself is not about vanity or showing off; it is just a way to constantly motivate yourself to make progress and a way to prove yourself. In the vast society, only if we dare to express ourselves and are good at expressing ourselves will we be successful.

My stage is my decision. On the big stage that belongs to youth, pouring out is the world for us to show off, show our vitality, and show our masculine passion. I decide my stage! I am the master of my stage Essay 3

"I want to fly into the sky, side by side with the sun, the world is waiting for me to change. I am never afraid of others seeing my dreams, I can realize them here..." Singing It echoed in my ears for a long time, lingering, and there were ripples in my heart.

Life is like a colorful stage, and you are the protagonist. No one can replace this blooming of vitality and youth. Some people are radiant, while others are hiding in the audience and trembling; some people are encouraged by flowers and applause, and some people are always so silent and even forgotten by people. This is not for any reason, just because of performance!

In fact, everyone is God’s darling. From the moment we land, you are destined to have your own color, a unique color. Why not show it, but be deeply aware of it? Bury it...

I still remember that when I just entered junior high school, everything was full of novelties. I heard very early on that the children here are very good, so I couldn't help but feel a little scared. After understanding the class teacher in the brochure, I quickly found the teacher. Immediately, I hesitated. Should I say hello to the teacher? Then I thought about it, once a teacher, always a father, the teacher will take us for three years, there is nothing to be afraid of! Then I mustered up the courage to speak to the teacher boldly, raising a smile full of confidence. The teacher didn't realize that I was infected, so he asked, "Have you ever been a monitor in elementary school?" I nodded affirmatively: "Yes! You have been a monitor for six years..." The teacher added, "Look at you. I am confident and have the look of being a monitor. I am still worried about how to choose the monitor of our class... Haha..." I also smiled a little embarrassedly, and my doubtful heart gradually became clear. The laughter subsided. Later, I got my wish and became the class president, and became the "big sister" of my classmates. This thing may be so trivial, but it is a small step for me to overcome myself and dare to express myself.

Because the wintersweet blooms in the cold winter, we can see its proudness; because the lotus blooms in the mud, we can see its purity. Expressing yourself is not about vanity or showing off; it is just a way to continuously motivate yourself to make progress and a way to prove yourself. In the vast society, only if we dare to express ourselves and are good at expressing ourselves will we be successful.

The stage of youth is the world where we show off our vitality and our masculine passion. I decide my stage! I am the master of my stage Essay 4

Is human destiny controlled by God? Can't my life change? Am I so insignificant that I can't even do a small thing well? Since listening to the song "My Stage", my perspective on life has become completely different.

“I have no talent in drawing, and my drawings are uglier than those of other children.

"This sentence "caught" my heart when I was seven years old, and I couldn't get rid of it...

That day, I drew a picture seriously and carefully I showed it to the teacher, but instead of being praised by the teacher, the teacher scolded me with saliva and dry mouth, and tried his best to stop me from drawing. My mood suddenly changed. Falling into the abyss, "Flying down three thousand feet, it seems that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky" seems to better express my mood at this time. After a long time, I still spent my life in "grey" until I accidentally fell into it. When I heard the song "My Stage", I suddenly realized: I really have no talent for painting, but I have hands, I have a pen, and most importantly, I have a heart full of confidence. I am not necessarily worse than others, maybe. It’s better than some people. Also, my shortcomings are not irreparable. “I still have a chance! "This sentence made me drive forward hard. I kept painting, kept painting, kept painting..."The sun is always after the wind and rain." After all the hardships, I finally made progress in painting. Now, I decided to show the painting to the teacher again. I put the painting on the desk, and the teacher came over. The teacher noticed my painting, and he picked it up. The teacher looked at the painting and smiled happily. I made up my mind: I wanted to be a painter.

Just as I was striding towards the art hall, I encountered another problem: when I was learning sketching, after all, I had no understanding and I always drew portraits. No, it was "My Stage" that refueled my train bound for art and gave me confidence, allowing me to once again overcome the barriers of art and take a big step towards success.

"I have to build my stage and let the whole world see it! My life has to be written by me, which is unexpected! My path must be opened by me and let everyone scream! I will shine my future by myself and fight for tomorrow! "How heart-stirring these lyrics are!

My stage cannot be rewritten by others. I must grasp my stage myself and make it shine more dazzlingly. Run for your dreams and your destiny. Wonderfully written.

Now, we are just small seedlings bathed in the spring sunshine and dew, sucking in the knowledge spread by the teacher. Although we are small, we still have a stage that belongs to us, and we will never encounter difficulties. Don't be discouraged. This is the moment when our youth is burning. Don't waste a minute, seize every moment, and let yourself be the protagonist of the stage of life. Let us create a harmonious society, improve harmonious life, and enter a new era of harmony. I call the shots on the stage Essay 5

Who said that the post-90s generation is too rebellious: Who said that the post-90s generation is too frivolous: Who said that the post-90s generation who were born carefree have never experienced wind and rain and cannot become big But time gave us a fair judgment, and with the sound of "action" we stood on this old stage.

I stumbled onto the post-90s train. . I am also 18 years old this year. I always want to have a unique birthday, but my father asked me very calmly: "What's the use?" "Yeah, what's the use? Do you want to celebrate your adulthood, or do you want to mourn the loss of your ignorance and innocence? But the train of time still pulled me to today, and pulled me to today's stage. It’s the age of the post-90s, I thought silently.

The curtain of the eighteen-year-old opened with a heavy "squeak". We were suddenly unprepared under the dazzling light, surrounded by brilliance. It was eye-catching, but the stage was terrifyingly empty. A deathly silence swallowed me up behind the splendor. I had no choice but to use all my courage, fight, and struggle. There was no rehearsal, no preparation, and I was allowed to squander it. I understand rebellion. But this means our independence, our vigor, and our unyielding commitment to the world. How can a generation that is resigned to the past take on the responsibility of an era?

The world tells us what self-confidence is. So we are so confident that the next generation is going to collapse. So, they are struggling one step at a time, and they still laugh at our frivolity. Because of our frivolity, we live a more exciting, chic and energetic life than the previous generation.

We can put headphones in our ears, wear alternative hairstyles, and walk on the street unscrupulously, regardless of the strange looks from passers-by. They won't see the excellent results behind our backs or the lights in front of our desks at night. We live freely and in our own world, not caring about what others will say or what others think.

We are rebellious, but we can find our place in rebellion.

We are frivolous, but people are not frivolous and waste their youth.

We have not experienced wind and rain, but it does not mean that I have not been able to achieve great things, because the world still needs us to step out the immortal footsteps!

We can’t wait, we are ready, and we will go all out. Believe us, we will sing a high-pitched movement that belongs to us and belongs to the post-90s generation on this ancient blue stage. I am the master of my stage Essay 6

The gears of youth are mixed with the frivolity and sweat of youth, the stubborn and unyielding eyes, the face moistened by sweat, and the successful "V" gesture , they told me: "My stage is my decision!"

The dance room was dark, and the moonlight fell through the windows and fell on the floor, breaking into pieces of stars, which was so gentle that it made people feel sad. Want to cry.

At this moment I stand in the center of the dance studio, darkness surrounding me. Close your eyes and let countless notes jump out of your heart. Follow the rhythm, count the beats silently, and enjoy the beauty of "dance".

The dance studio is surprisingly quiet, and even the noise outside gradually disappears. This place only exists because of me.

My dream is to enjoy the warm applause of the audience and enjoy the beauty of performing on the stage that belongs to me.

Time slipped through my fingers, day after day passed, and the day I was looking forward to finally arrived.

On the stage, I closed my eyes and thought about the hard days and nights in the dance studio, as if I had returned to that quiet night.

When the music started, I gradually became immersed in it, as if a soulful artist was addicted to the embrace of nature. Slowly, slowly, I seem to feel that I am dancing and soaring freely under the blue sky... The white clouds are the elves dancing for me, the rainbow is the colorful silk and satin that is gorgeous for me, and the sunshine is my golden yarn. Clothes...

I think no one will enjoy the beauty and comfort of being intoxicated on this stage. Like me.

Rotating, jumping... every movement and gesture is a combination and narrative of music and soul! I seemed to be swept by waves of happiness, drifting to the other side of dreams and success.

In the soaring music, every cell in my body woke up bit by bit, gradually pushing me to the highest emotional climax! Like a passionate and romantic young poet, he can't help praising this beautiful youth!

When I completed the last action, the world became extremely quiet, and the birds on the branches held their breath for me.

Finally, the audience burst into warm applause.

There were tears in my eyes. I didn’t know what to say at this moment. Only excitement and happiness flew to my brows and filled my heart.

I used my sweat and unremitting efforts to achieve this joyful moment. When the trophy was raised high above my head, I just wanted to shout:

"My stage is my decision!" My stage is my decision essay 7

Who said that the post-90s generation was too rebellious; who said that the post-90s generation was too frivolous; who said that the post-90s generation was born with nothing A person who is carefree and has not experienced wind and rain cannot become a great weapon. But time has given us a fair judgment, and we stand on this ancient stage with "action".

I stumbled onto the post-90s train. I am also 18 years old this year.

I have been thinking about different birthdays, but my dad asked me calmly: "What's the use?" Yes, what's the use? Do you want to celebrate your growth, or mourn your loss of ignorance and innocence? However, the train of time pulled me to today and to today’s stage. This is the post-90s era, I thought silently.

The curtains of the 18-year-old "squeaked" heavily. We were unprepared, and were suddenly trapped by the dazzling light. The surroundings were dazzling, but the stage was empty and terrifying. Behind the majestic scene, a deathly silence swallowed me up. I had no choice but to use all my courage, fight, fight, no rehearsal, no preparation, let me squander it. So, I encountered treason. But that means we're independent, we're red-blooded, and we're committed to the world. Can a generation that resigns itself to its fate shoulder the heavy responsibility of an era?

It is the world that tells us what self-confidence is. So, we are confident and frivolous. The previous generation always thought that the next generation was going to collapse. As a result, they struggled step by step through the years and laughed at our frivolity. But it is our frivolous nature that makes us live more brilliant, chic and energetic lives than the previous generation.

We can wear headphones and walk on the street with different hairstyles, regardless of the strange looks from passers-by. They won’t see the outstanding results behind us or the lights at our desks at night. We live a free and unrestrained life in our own world, not caring about what others say or what others think.

We are rebellious, but we can find our place in rebellion. We are frivolous, but people are not frivolous and waste youth. We haven't suffered through hardships, but that doesn't mean I can't accomplish great things, because the world still needs us to make immortal noise! We can't wait, we're ready, we're going to give it our all. Believe us, we will sing a high-pitched chapter that belongs to us and belongs to the post-90s generation on this ancient blue stage. My Stage I Call the Shots Essay 8

I don’t have any characteristics. With a popular face, I can’t be found in the crowd. I don’t have the so-called halo of a protagonist. I’m just a passerby, an insignificant person. A popular supporting role.

However, I was forced to participate in the school's recitation competition - there were too few participants in the class, and the teacher had to make up for it by calling the names. When I heard the news, I didn't act that nervous. I just complained a few times, "Why is this happening?" "For me, I'm just a supporting role. I don't need to perform too well, right?" I whispered to myself in my heart.

Night fell, I lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep for a long time. My heart was beating rapidly, showing the uneasiness in my heart.

"Why am I so nervous?" I thought to myself. I am just a supporting role, just a member of the crowd. As a supporting role, I don’t need to be so perfect, and I shouldn’t be so nervous. And why is my heart beating so fast? I am also suffering from insomnia due to nervousness. Why do I care so much about the upcoming recitation competition? I thought. The moonlight shines into the room through the window and shines on my face. I look up and look out the window. A bright moon is hanging there. The whole night sky is very quiet, without a trace of noise. My heart is gradually attracted by this tranquility. The atmosphere calmed down and I was no longer nervous. Suddenly, I understood what I was thinking - even though I was a supporting actor, I also wanted to be the protagonist.

The recitation competition was about to begin, and the remaining time for our rehearsals was gradually decreasing. I also changed my previous indifference and began to concentrate on practicing the recitation of the article.

The competition finally started, and our recitation was successfully completed. Just as I expected, our recitation did not attract attention and did not win any prizes. However, I feel happy in reading seriously and the joy of concentrating on hard work. Because, I have understood that in my heart, I have always been the protagonist of the melody of my life, the only natural protagonist who can compose the melody of my own life.

My stage is my decision.