In study, work or life, everyone will have come into contact with composition more or less. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, composition can be divided into propositional composition and non-propositional composition. Still at a loss for composition? The following is my carefully compiled composition about lark, I hope it can help everyone. About the Lark Composition 1

The "lark" of our class is Zhou Ruochen, the reading committee member of our class. The reason why she is called a lark is because her words are clear and mellow, and her voice is loud and melodious.

Zhou Ruochen is my good friend, with big round eyes and double eyelids; a red face, a small cherry mouth, and white teeth showing when he smiles; his skin is as white as snow, and his black hair is tied up Beautiful ponytail...

Zhou Ruochen is the reading committee member of our class and reads on time every morning. Speaking of reading, I couldn't help but think of an interesting thing that happened to Zhou Ruochen. It was a Wednesday morning. As usual, we all took out our Chinese books and prepared for morning reading. Zhou Ruochen also walked to the podium as always and said: "Please take out your Chinese textbook and turn the book to page XX." However, many students still went their own way, you did your thing and I did mine. He took Zhou Ruochen's words to heart. At this time, the monitor was still maintaining order as usual, and Zhou Ruochen began to read. Every time she read a sentence, all of us in the class repeated it.

While reading, Zhou Ruochen suddenly saw that classmate ××× was not reading, so he inserted the sentence "Criticize classmate ×××" into the reading text. We also shouted in unison like repeating robots: "Criticize Classmate ×××”. At this time, Zhou Ruochen seemed to be stunned for a moment, and the whole class burst into laughter. At this time, the squad leader said loudly and sternly: "Why are you laughing?" As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to understand what was going on and couldn't help laughing.

That’s it. Under the leadership of Zhou Ruochen, we insist on morning reading every day, and the recitation level of the whole class continues to improve. No, our class is about to represent the entire school and participate in the national flag-raising and reading activities.

This is the "lark" of our class, Zhou Ruochen, who is serious, lively and lovely. Essay on Larks 2

It was getting brighter, and I woke up with the sound of birds chirping. During the day, Yan Bugui didn't seem so scary. I took courage and continued to look for a way out.

No wonder it is called Yan Bugui. Every plant and tree here is very similar. There are violets everywhere, and even the trees are ancient banyan trees of the same size. You can neither see the sun nor feel the wind here, everything is the same. While I was making marks, I paid attention to the movements around me. However, no matter how I walked, I still came back to where I was. I was completely desperate. I shed tears unconsciously when I recalled the happy times in the past.

After a long time, my stomach was already growling with hunger, and the bread I brought with me was hard, but I still wolfed it down. After eating, the mysterious forest howled, and I was so frightened that I had goosebumps all over my body. Suddenly, a beam of golden light approached me. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be a lark!

"Why did you get here? How dangerous it is!" The lark stood on my shoulder and asked. Because I was so excited, I didn't say anything, I just stood there in a daze. Seeing that I didn't say anything, the lark took me out of this "Yanbugui" that I had hated for a long time.

The lark told me that it has been raining for several days in a row, and the erythema can be treated later. But I was afraid that my mother would be worried, so I had to go back first. "You kid, where have you been these past few days? Your mother is so anxious!" As soon as my mother saw me, she started crying. I originally wanted to go out, but it seems that it is impossible now.

Since I came back, I have never seen a lark again. But the red spots on his face gradually disappeared. I hope Lark can live a better life! Essay on Larks 3

The crow and the lark are neighbors, but their relationship has never been very good. That's because the lark is very proud and ugly, while the crow is very docile and humble.

The personalities are very different.

One day, they met together, and the lark ignored the crow. It said arrogantly: "Listen to your own voice, it's chattering, it's really unpleasant. Look at me again, my voice But it's the best in the world." The crow was very calm and said, "Lark, my voice is indeed not good, but I also have advantages in other aspects." The lark laughed and said, "Don't fool people." , What advantages can you have! I don’t believe it!” The crow was very sad, and from then on, it stopped talking to the lark.

Once, they met in an insect-eating contest. The lark was proud and challenged the crow again. In the end, the lark lost the game. After the game, the goat teacher told them: "We each have our own strengths. You must see the strengths of others, face your own shortcomings, be considerate, respect others, and live in harmony.”

After this lesson, Lark realized his mistake and lowered his head in shame. Apologize to the crow. After that, their conflicts were resolved, and they eventually became a pair of good friends who help each other. About the Lark Composition 4

The Story of the Lark One day, the lark and the oriole got up early because they were going to participate in a singing competition in the forest. Before leaving, the lark's mother said to them: "Pay attention to safety on the road and never run the red light. I wish you good results in the competition." The lark and the oriole nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

They sang and laughed all the way, very happy. At this time, the red light at the intersection suddenly turned on. The lark was so anxious that it flapped its little wings, because it knew that the singing competition was about to start in 5 minutes, and it wanted to pass by when Uncle Goat was not paying attention. .

At this time, the oriole on the side grabbed the little wing of the lark and said angrily: "Have you forgotten what mother said?" The lark lowered his head in shame. At this time, Uncle Goat came over and stroked the lark's head and said solemnly: "You must always remember what I said - running a red light will not only hurt others, but also hurt yourself.

When the green light turned on, the lark and the oriole said in unison: "We will always remember safety first. "After that, he flew happily to the forest. Essay on Lark 5

There is a birdcage hanging on the wall of my balcony, and there is a lark in it. The lark is small and exquisite, with bright feathers. She has a pair of small black pearl-like eyes, blinking and turning around from time to time, looking particularly smart. The hair on her head is olive-colored with light green patterns, as if she is wearing a piece of hair. The beautiful headscarf seems to be covered with an emerald green coat, and the orange color on the abdomen is like a shirt exposed under the coat. Her tail is wide and long, stretching naturally.

The way she eats is interesting. I put the grains in the food dish, and she jumps over, takes a peck, raises her head and stretches her neck to swallow, takes a sip of water, pecks again, swallows again, drinks water again, and repeats this action. , until she is full.

The lark is gentle and cheerful. When the first ray of sunshine comes in from the window, she will light up her beautiful voice and sing a beautiful song. Come on, she is polite and nods to the guests while shouting "chirp - chirp" enthusiastically, as if to say hello to the guests.

The lark also has a good habit of being clean. When the sun is about to set, it's time for her to take a bath. I put half a jar of water into the cage, and she jumps into the jar and flaps her wings. At this time, I often splash the water on my body. The prepared glass of water was poured on her body, and the lark suddenly became a drowned rat. She shook her body, flapped her wings vigorously, and combed her feathers with her beak, and her body was dry in a short time. , the feathers are smoother and brighter, and her cry seems clearer.

The lark brings a lot of joy to my life. I really like this lark. Bird composition 6

There is a cute little bird in the forest. She has white fur, a small beak, and big wings. Everyone calls her a little lark.

The little lark sang, "chirp", which was very nice. When the sparrow heard it, he thought: "It would be great if I had such a good voice." So he went to the lark to learn singing.

A month later the sparrow came back, singing as he walked. After everyone listened to his song, they all flew to the little lark's house. After a few months, most of the birds in the forest became singers.

The little lark is growing up slowly. A year later, the little lark grew up and became a mother. The lark thought that her singing was not good, so she stopped teaching others and her children. One day the eldest daughter asked the lark: "Mom, can you sing?" "I can't," the lark said.

Spring is here, and the lark received a letter from Miss Chun, asking her to attend Miss Chun's birthday party. The lark asked the sparrow to help her take care of the child, and then set off. She flew over the river and over the mountains, and came to Miss Chun's birthday party. Miss Chun said to everyone: "Let's invite the lark to sing!" After hearing this, the lark mustered up the courage to fly on the stage, and her first song fascinated everyone. The birthday party was over, and the lark put on a beautiful garland. About Lark Essay 7

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful garden with blooming flowers in spring, shady trees in summer, abundant fruits in autumn, and snowflakes flying in winter. There are many animals living there, and they have been living a happy life.

One day, a proud white bird was taking a leisurely walk by the river and met a crow from the countryside. The lark proudly said to the little crow: "Little crow, where did you come from? You are so ugly!" The little crow said modestly: "Sister Lark, I just came from the country." The lark listened. , and flew away without saying a word.

One day, the little crow who came out to look for a job happened to meet the lark participating in the beauty contest. It walked up to the white bird and said: "Sister Lark, where are you going? You are dressed up today." It's so beautiful!" The lark ignored it at all and continued to walk on the winding path with its head held high.

"Plop", the lark accidentally fell into the water. It struggled and shouted: "Help! Help!..." The little crow heard it and immediately called the little white goose to help save the lark.

The lark was saved. The little crow and the little white goose wiped the lark's feathers and told it to be careful when walking in the future. The lark said to the little crow in shame: "I'm sorry, sister crow, please forgive me for treating you like that before, and let's be good friends! The little crow was very happy after hearing this, because it found a good friend.

From then on, the two good friends lived happily. Essay on Lark 8

Wang Yuwen is recognized by our class as a little "lark"

A girl who loves to laugh, her dimples are exposed when she smiles. Her eyes are small, shining like stars in the sky, and her small cherry mouth can not only speak well, but also sing beautiful songs. Her hair was black and shiny, tied into a ponytail, and she swayed as she walked, like a cheerful little note.

Wang Yuwen liked singing very much, and her singing voice was particularly beautiful one time. During the final music exam, the students were all anxiously waiting for the exam. Soon it was Wang Yuwen's turn. She walked up to the podium gracefully, bowed deeply to everyone, and spoke with a voice like a silver bell. After the introduction, the classroom was silent, everyone was quietly waiting for "Lark" to show off her singing voice. Look, she cleared her throat, picked up the microphone, opened her small mouth, and a series of crisp and sweet notes came from her. The beautiful song flowed out of the mouth, like the chirping of a lark in the valley. Sometimes it was soothing and steady, like a slowly flowing river; sometimes it was cheerful and exciting, like a rushing river, which made people intoxicated. He closed his eyes and listened to the music quietly. Some of them hummed along with her, and some couldn't help but beat the beat. Even Chen Jialei, who usually couldn't sit still, was listening to her singing attentively. Look, he was listening too. I was entranced and started singing along with Wang Yuwen.

Unconsciously, the music ended.

There was endless applause in the classroom, and the teacher also gave a thumbs up and said: "You sing so beautifully, you are worthy of being the 'lark' of our class!"

She is in our class. The little "lark", her singing brings us happiness! About the Lark Composition 9

The Lark is a singer, but it has a problem: it is very timid. At a Spring Festival party, it sang only half of the song before bowing its head shyly and exiting. On the way home, it heard the talkative starlings and sparrows commenting on it: Lark, how timid. The song was nice, but it ran away before it was finished. People's comments made the lark very sad, and it was about to cry. When he got home, he asked his mother to help him overcome his timidity, so his mother thought of a good way for him: stand on the willow tree in front of his house and sing every day, singing to the little white rabbit picking mushrooms, and singing to the rabbit holding the big apple. The little hedgehog listened and sang to the old goat on crutches... As day passed, the lark sang more energetically and more beautifully. It completely forgot about its timidity. Listening to its song, the little white rabbit can't help but dance with it, the little hedgehog will put away its thorns, and the old goat will stroke its beard, smile and nod. The little lark ran to her mother and said affectionately: "It was you who sowed a brave seed in my heart. It was you who made it break through the hard soil, sprout and bloom!"

The Spring Festival of the second year has quietly arrived again. At the party, Lark was not only good at singing and dancing, winning rounds of applause from everyone, but also became the best little singer. Even the starlings and sparrows who laughed at it at the beginning said: "We have been separated for three days, so we should look at each other with admiration!"

The lark said: People should be good at discovering their own shortcomings, correcting them in time, and be the best. of myself! Essay on Lark 10

One day, my father and I went to the pet store and bought a lark. It was gray all over, with a pointed beak, a long tail, and round eyes. It was cute. Awesome.

The lark especially likes to eat millet. When it is full, it will fly to the top of the cage and sing, bringing joy to our whole family. One time, when I was lifting the cage, the bottom of the cage suddenly fell down, and the lark suddenly flew onto the sofa. I was anxious and angry. I was angry that the quality of the cage was too poor, and I was anxious about whether I could catch the bird again. I tiptoed over and pounced on it, but I missed it. It flew to the book again. This time I was more careful. I walked over quietly and caught it from behind. The lark tried its best to catch it. The ground fluttered and resisted, and I quickly put it back into the cage regardless of its feelings. From then on, I often checked the cage and guarded it carefully. I thought the lark was smart and cute, and it spent many happy times with me. But the lark didn't seem happy. It kept flying around in the cage all day long, often bumping into the cage. It seemed to be looking for something. It was lonely and helpless...

Eventually, my lark died, and I was very sad for a long time. Dad said that this is the bird fighting to the death. It seems that the bird cannot be kept in a cage and should be released into the embrace of nature. This is how to truly love it. Essay on Lark 11

There is a "little lark" in our class - she is Guan Yu. Her eyes are like round, shiny glass balls with long The eyelashes, when the eyes blink up and down, seem to be flapping their wings like a butterfly. Guan Yu also has a small mouth. When she sings, you will involuntarily close your eyes and sway with the singing.

One day, Guan Yu went to participate in a singing competition. The music started playing. Guan Yu opened her eyes wide and walked to the middle with small steps. Her hand seemed to be holding a branch and pointed at her mouth. As soon as she spoke, the whole class was stunned. "This is simply the sound of nature!" I said excitedly. Guan Yu seemed to have heard what I said and raised his eyebrows at me. After a while, he went to the third and fourth groups and pouted, making us laugh.

Suddenly, she hid behind the podium and made a flowering gesture, and the whole class burst into applause. Her soft arms stretched upwards. When they reached the top, they stopped, continued shaking their hands, and slowly descended, as if they were slowly opening. They opened, eager to show off their beautiful flowers. Instead of applauding, I opened my eyes wide and my jaw almost dropped to the ground. As soon as I calmed down, another burst of melodious singing came. The sound was high and low, like birds singing, like rivers flowing, and like animals running. If you invest in it, you will find green mountains and clear waters.

If there is no Guan Yu in the class, then we will lose a piece of happiness and a lot of laughter after school! About the Lark Composition 12

One day, the crow said to the lark: "Let's compete in singing, lark!" "Let's compete, who is afraid of whom." said the lark. "Tomorrow," said the crow. "The singing competition begins now!" said the parrot teacher. "Today I will sing a song "Looking for Friends" for everyone," said Lark

Bird. "Ah, ah, ah," the lark began to sing. The audience below was intoxicated by the beautiful singing and even the judges nodded. The crow was not to be outdone and said, "I will sing a "Lullaby" for everyone." "Ah, ah, ah." "As soon as the crow sang, the audience and the judges below fainted. After a while, the audience and the judges woke up. The judges discussed below: "Compared with the crow and the lark, the lark sings better. "The judges announced that the lark won.

The crow was unconvinced and said fiercely: "Why. "Because the lark has a naturally good voice, and it has practiced hard, that's why it can sing so well. Although you don't have a good voice, as long as you keep practicing, you will always sing better than the first time." "The judge said.

"I also practiced seriously, but I can't compare to the lark. "The crow said sadly. The lark said: "We will practice together in the future, and we will always be good friends. "When practice is over, we will compete again to see who has improved more." ”

From then on, the crow and the lark became good friends. Essay about the lark 13

The lark likes to sing loudly on the branches, holding tightly with a pair of small red claws Branches. She is so brightly colored! She is small and exquisite, often wearing a feather crest on her head. She also has a pair of bright and flexible eyes. Under her eyes, there is a thin and small mouth. There are dense patterns on the back of a light yellow coat, and the bottom tail is pointed and long, very beautiful!

The song of the lark is crisp and sweet, really like a female singer singing! Melodious songs, the lark can not only sing, but also a dancer! Even though she is just a little bird, she knows as much as us.

The lark lives in a dense forest. There, many children wanted to catch a lark and raise it, but their parents said: "The lark is not that easy to catch. Her bright and flexible eyes will see you at once and fly away in the blink of an eye." ". The children were very disappointed after hearing what their parents said. They looked at the woods from a distance, really hoping that the lark could fly to the window sill and sing a song. Essay on lark 14

lark Birds often like to stay on the branches, staring ahead with their sharp eyes and pointed beaks, as if they are afraid of their prey escaping. Their feathers are colorful and dazzling, including golden yellow, dark gray, and brown. , really like a colorful big fan. Their posture on the branches is very elegant from any angle.

Not only are the larks beautiful in appearance, but they can sing better than anyone else. , known as the "singing masters on the grassland". The songs they sing can make us forget our sorrows and worries and lead us into the door of the happy world.

I really want to catch a lark. Come to feed her, so she told her mother this wish.

The mother said: "My child, the nature of all birds is to fly in the vast blue sky. If you catch them, maybe they will soon lose their nature and can they still be happy? So we still Let them live freely in the beautiful nature!" I thought about it and realized that my mother was right, so I didn't catch them.

lark! You are so beautiful. I really wish you could stay on the branch for a while and let me look at your beautiful figure. About Lark Essay 15

If you ask me who can win the performance medal of four Eagle Medals, I will definitely recommend the lark of our class - Chen Lifei without hesitation.

Her singing is very good, comparable to that of a lark. In music class, the teacher always calls me to lead the singing. Once, after she finished singing, the music teacher said with emotion: "You sang so well, kid! Why don't you take the exam for the school choir?" This shows how good she sang.

Another time, Li Jiahui and I went to the "Secret Base" to sing with her. Li Jiahui and I sang a song first. Then, it was her turn. I saw her take a deep breath first, and then start singing. Through her singing, we feel like we are outside the world. Her song is better than that of a little oriole or a cyborg lark! When the song ended, we were still immersed in the singing!

Another time, when the class was having a party, she went up and sang a song. With her beautiful singing voice, the classmates could not help but beat the beat, and the whole classroom was surrounded by the singing. . How well she sings! After singing, many students forgot to applaud.

The songs she sang were praised by teachers and intoxicated by her classmates. She was recognized as a lark. Sometimes, when I hear her singing, I can't help but admire: "It's such a heavenly voice!"

This is the lark of our class - Chen Lifei. I sincerely recommend him to become the Young Eagle Medalist. Winner of the Chinese Performance Medal. Do you think this performance medal belongs to her?