Their excellent composition 1 I want to thank my relatives-uncle mom and dad.
First of all, I want to thank my father. He installs air conditioning outside every day, and sometimes he comes back very late, so sometimes I can't finish reading and remembering my homework. But I don't blame my father, because he used his hard-earned money to help me hire an elite education teacher to tutor me. Last week, there was a parent-teacher conference. Father asked for leave to attend the parent-teacher conference, and then hurried back to work.
Secondly, I want to thank my mother. She works in a factory and sometimes helps my father install air conditioners. Every time I make a mistake, I have to criticize myself for my poor work, but I know my mother helped me correct my mistake, so I want to thank my mother.
I also want to thank my uncle, who will buy me anything I want. My uncle also said that he would buy me an astronomical telescope as long as he could get into the top three of grade four in the final exam.
Finally, I want to thank my friends Wang Ruoyan, Shao Xinwen and Yu Yuer. Wang Ruoyan always comes to me like a comforting angel when I am most sad, which makes me very happy. When I was happiest, Shao Xinwen became a happy little angel and came to my side, which made me happier. Yuer sometimes gets angry if she doesn't eat, but slowly I learned a truth from her: you can't be so stingy.
I want to thank them. They taught me how to be a man and how to correct my mistakes.
Their excellent composition knocked on the door of history. Although many people have passed away, their spirit remains in my mind and inspires me forever.
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How many things are difficult to do in front of you? Men have been striving for self-improvement since ancient times.
When I turned over the five thousand years of massiness, the poet Li Bai floated before my eyes for the first time. I deeply admire his atmosphere of "I will ride the wind and waves in and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea one day", and let me know the great ambition that "we are both aiming high and looking for the bright moon in the sky". He is also a great patriotic poet. Even after being demoted, he still thought, "I would like to bend my machete to my waist and cut Loulan straight."
He inspired me with his heroic poems: set up a lofty ideal-serve the country!
Be a good person, and you will be a ghost man when you die.
Lu You, a poet who was concerned about the country and people, died in a lonely village, but he also did not feel sorry for himself and thought about protecting his family. Even if it rains at night, he still dreams of the MOS Rail Glacier. He regards the country so seriously that even if "everything is empty after death", it's a pity that he "looks at Kyushu sadly". Even at the last moment of his life, he was still telling his son that "the Five Divisions set the Central Plains in the north, and the family sacrifices did not forget thousands of Weng".
He regards the country so seriously, which inspires me to always remember to serve my country.
Don't be afraid of death, leave innocence in the world.
Wen Tianxiang, a poet, came into view when I opened the familiar Chinese textbook. He "had a hard time", but he had the difficulty of "going out and falling around the stars" When the mountains and rivers are broken and the clouds are surging, he is still loyal to the country. Although he said that "the beach is afraid, there are odd jobs in the ocean", he still tried his best to kill the chaos bravely, but he was outnumbered and unfortunately captured. But he would rather die than surrender, laughing at death, and sang a farewell song of the ages: "No one has died since ancient times, so leave room for history."
His death reminded me and inspired me-even death is more important than Mount Tai.
Swimming through the long river of history and standing on the shore, I recall how many poets have served the motherland in their own unique way. Today, their spirit still inspires me and inspires me.
Their excellent composition 3 When I started to learn to play table tennis, I learned it in grade one. At that time, the master of our Shuitang Primary School was like a cloud. Once I was worried about the preparation for the junior table tennis match, because the skills were poor at that time. Fortunately, those masters taught me, otherwise I wouldn't be ranked.
It happened on a Saturday afternoon. At that time, I made an appointment with a good friend who participated in the table tennis competition to practice my skills. We can only catch and touch the ball, and we are equal in strength. When we were really busy playing, some big brothers came to visit us. I thought these people were normal and their skills were not very good. But a dozen, send.
Now they are very powerful. After a while, they saw that I couldn't catch the ball well. One of them said to me, "When you catch the ball, the racket must block it in a straight line." I'll try, hey! It really works.
Hit and hit, a master saw that I couldn't use my unique skills, so he gave me a cut ball, caught me off guard and lost a ball. Then he gave me a few tricks. Because I can't stand it, I'm easily knocked down. Another big brother said to me, "If you answer it, you have to go his way. Then, for the skill of chopping the ball, you just need to throw the racket flat into an arc. " I tried to use it, but I learned it, even making a big brother miss my serve, so they gave me a few tricks. My strength has increased a lot at this time.
When I left, I said a few words of thanks to these people before I left.
After that, I won the second place in the table tennis competition.
Their excellent composition 4: the cold wind whistling.
The night began, the lights stepped onto the world stage and began the most wonderful performance of the day. At this time, people hurried home in the dark, seeking that little warmth.
The night is getting darker and the cold wind is getting stronger and stronger. The trees on the roadside are swaying, like a big man who has drunk. With those unkempt beggars. They were in rags, cowering in the cold wind. In their eyes, the world can't hold their existence, so they also hate the world.
They deliberately used those disgusting actions to warn everyone: "Don't mess with me, or you will suffer." In fact, this has already produced some effects. People will always stay away from them when they see them, not to mention people will pay attention to them. Everyone thinks they are the residue of society, and no one will deliberately sympathize with them and help them.
Their behavior often leads to ridicule, so that children are disobedient, and parents will scare their children and say, "If you don't obey, you will give it to the madman." That is, from then on, children know that crazy people are terrible things.
When people mention the word "beggar", people will scramble to talk about their ridiculous behavior, causing a burst of laughter.
Whether they died naturally or accidentally, people are used to it, and no one will mourn for them. This is their destiny. They were laughed at when they were born and nobody knew when they died.
Their excellent composition 5 Life is valuable, so it is noble and solemn. At a tennis open in Australia, a bird suddenly flew into the court. A bird suddenly flew into the court and was unfortunately hit by a tennis ball. The tennis player immediately stopped the game, ran to the bird and knelt down to it. This situation touched the audience. The tennis player's action not only expressed his apology and anxiety for accidentally injuring a bird, but also showed his respect and awe for a sacred life, which won thunderous applause from the audience. This is a news I saw on the Internet. Not alarmist, our behavior, even if it is very humble, may destroy the "online direct knot." Don't do what you don't want them to do to you. Flowers, trees, birds, animals, insects and fish in nature are closely related to our survival. If we indulge our destructive behavior and ignore the extinction of species, we can only shoot ourselves in the foot. People often say: "Protecting species means protecting human beings themselves." Known as the "father of insects", Pu 'er shouted: In this world, man and nature need harmony, and man and animals need friendship. Only by learning to respect nature and fear natural life can mankind have a bright future!
In the afternoon, my mother took me to Gaoting to buy books in an electric car.
There was a red light in front of us when we drove to the fork in the road. My mother stopped the car and waited for the red light to turn green. At this time, I saw a 40-year-old uncle riding a bicycle, turning a blind eye to the red light in front of him and riding it openly. My heart suddenly came to my throat, and I was really worried that this uncle who didn't obey the traffic laws would be hit by a car that came out of nowhere. "Tick-tock …" Mom's electric car started, and I haven't reacted yet.
My mother drove the car to the square and stopped. At this moment, I saw several little boys running across the road without even looking at the traffic lights. When the car passed by, it had to slow down and go around. "Those who don't obey the traffic rules will have an accident sooner or later!" I said to myself. "Let's go." Mom's words interrupted my thoughts.
After buying books, it is about 5 o'clock, which is at the peak of work, and the intersections are crowded. At this moment, a shocking picture appeared in front of my eyes: a teenager saw that the truck was still more than ten meters away from him and rushed up; A white-haired grandmother walked slowly across the road; An overloaded bus is driving in the opposite direction. ...
When I got home, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. There is a bloody traffic accident when you close your eyes. I really want to say to those who violate traffic regulations, "Will you regret it when the tragedy is staged?" I'm afraid it's too late to regret it "
I believe that having them is the reason why I am happy.
The sun and the moon change, and what remains unchanged is their flashing eyes; What remains unchanged in the four seasons is their warm embrace.
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In my impression, he has always been very serious and rarely has a smile on his face. He has been the object of my awe since he was a child.
He never gave me the care I deserved, and I always thought so, whether in life or in study. Say "deserved it" when you have a cold; If you improve your grades, don't forget to warn "don't be proud"; When he is in trouble, he seldom offers to help. As a result, his image is shaped day by day: not gentle, not humorous, not loving.
However, he always does something unexpected. For example, he can cut beautiful paper-cuts with scissors, he can weave a five-pointed star with cowhide tendons at his fingertips, and his whistling sound is loud and beautiful. These nuances are enough to breed my admiration for him.
For a while, I was fascinated by the feeling of sitting in the back seat of his bike. He was riding a bicycle, and I sat behind him, hugging his waist and leaning on his back, humming my favorite songs. He always said, what are you singing? But I can still feel the rippling smile on her lips. So, I laughed happily, too. This is a happy time. Then, later, the bike disappeared, the song disappeared, the smile disappeared, and mine slowly disappeared. We are only a few meters away, but the long silence extends a long distance.
I understand his warmth, but I can't accept the way he gives. Actually, I think I love him
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I always call her after studying at night. Listening to her vague voice on the other end of the phone, I feel very warm.
She loves me very much. I already know this. So, she will be awakened by the phone ringing in the middle of the night, but she is still happy. So, he will buy me expensive medicine, but he won't even frown. So, she will remind me to wear more clothes again and again. Although I am noncommittal. Anything, as long as you are willing, can always be simple, without any complicated interfaces and reasons.
Her love is as delicate as water, but I can't understand it at my age. Arguing with her seems to show my growth and independence, but in fact it is only my immaturity. I will always be the child in his heart.
I know she will be my life's support.
I love them deeply and wish them a good life.
I know that one day we will all grow up, and those things we don't want to face or hate to face will be faced alone sooner or later.
But I still can't imagine that if we really end all this here, will you imagine the seriousness of those processes?
If they are still here, if they can't accept what you have here, what you see, everything, then how can we see where their ideal is?
If one day you really start to get tired of this life, you will say that it will change, and you will see through that all the bits and pieces have different results from ours. Since you really like it here, he can rack his brains to help him stay here!
Not only is it useless to bear so many complaints, but it will also make your self-confidence decline and bring you all kinds of negative emotions, which is actually not good at all.
Perhaps, in this way, people around you who are really good to you can really see what is most important to you, and you are just avoiding responsibility. Maybe you just can't carry a lot of things clearly in this process and need their help.
I can't understand why you said so much at that time. Many things can't be explained clearly in a few words.
Their excellent composition 9 We came to this world with a complete and healthy body and mind, which is the most important thing given to us by God and the treasure we cherish most. I often feel heartache for those disabled people, but I am also afraid of them.
In primary school, there was a mentally retarded child in our class. She was very tall and fat, and she was a girl (call her Xu). Because she is mentally retarded, she has also been squeezed out and teased a lot. Boys in the same class have been bullying her and treating her as a toy for the game. So-and-so fights, and one of them will hug Xu's shoulder first and say, "Xu XX, come on, touch XXX?" Hearing this, Xu just thought about it, suddenly giggled and ran towards XXX. Running posture is as clumsy and indecent as elephants and bears. Several girls around began to laugh: "Look at Xu XX! That's interesting. Ha ha. . "But fortunately, he probably didn't hear these harsh and hurtful words. Even if they entered her ear, she probably didn't understand them. Forget it! When XXX saw Xu running towards him, his smiling face became distorted, but the smile did not disappear, instead, it added a little more expression of disgust and contempt. He immediately turned around and ran away, cursing: "psycho, don't come here!" " . Where can I understand? I'm still chasing him, running faster and faster. Make XXX angry, just stop. Xu said: busy, I patted him as if I had finished the task, and I was still a little proud, waiting for his response. XXX actually wiped the touched place with a napkin, but he didn't listen to the curses in his mouth, and then kicked Xu viciously. Xu seemed a little panicked, took a small step back and didn't dare to avoid it. At this time, in XXX's view, Xu is just like a sandbag, right?
This kind of thing often happens, but no one has ever stood up to help her. I played with physical education class several times out of kindness. But in retrospect, there was a lot of dislike for Xu at that time, because mentally retarded children didn't know how to obey, and obeying your meaning was just for fun. Whenever she doesn't listen, I feel helpless.
Thinking like this, I suddenly feel "small". Are we so-called healthy people mentally retarded?
I think, in fact, people with mental retardation need more care and don't have to be angry with them, because they don't need to make friends, just take care of them more. People with physical disabilities often have the will to admit defeat and will live as wonderful as we do.
Facing them, I am deeply ashamed of their innocent smiles.
Their excellent composition 10 always has a scenery that makes me stay, and there is always a scenery that touches my heart. The scenery on the old street makes me miss it. ...
My family lived in an old alley before, and the neighbors here were so sincere and cheerful.
Every morning, those energetic old people in the old alley are exercising, and the loud slogan "1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 1, ..." wakes me up from my sleep. After getting up, I was getting dressed when I suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "Come and eat jiaozi, it's delicious!" The family shouted "* * *, come to grandma's house to eat wonton!" " "Quiet old alley boiling. I quickly got dressed, and this family smelled and that one watched. "wow! This is my favorite wonton! "Grandma helped me to fill a big bowl. I don't care. After a while, I "destroyed" a bowl full of jiaozi. My mother saw this, blushed and dragged me home, and gave me a good scolding. "Don't eat other people's food in the future, do you hear? ! "I go in one ear and out the other, so I don't care." It's okay, we asked * * * to come here for dinner! After all, they are old neighbors! "The friendly smiling faces and simple words of the four neighbors touched me-this is a special scenery, which is staged every day.
Until one day, my family moved into the city, and I never heard those sincere voices again, only the noise of cars and the quarrel in the neighborhood. ...
I think of those old people from time to time, the delicious, chaotic and attractive jiaozi ... Even my mother's wonton feels extremely bitter and tasteless, because I will never see that special scenery again.
Seeing me like this, my mother decided to take me to the old alley on Sunday. I am very happy. After coming to the old alley, the scenery hasn't changed. The old people still entertain us warmly. Mouth full of jiaozi and wonton, the in the mind is very delicious and sweet!
Later, for various reasons, I seldom went to that old alley again. But the hospitable scenery of the old people in the old alley has always haunted me. They are a special scenery, fixed in my heart, which makes me miss and care. ...
Their excellent composition 1 1 wrote the last one, thinking about the better boys who get along with themselves.
In fact, there is only one boy I know, under the banner of liking me. Sincerely, there is only one boy who, like boys who don't like me, will make intimate moves and sweet talk to me, while others, who say they like me, sincerely, have never said a sweet talk to me. However, those who don't like me, who have someone else in mind, will talk sweet words and do intimate actions.
Of all the boys I know, my brother is the most important one in my heart. Even though I don't know if he has my place in his heart, after all, he made me laugh and cry. Those feelings, those mixed feelings, make his position in my heart more and more important.
He can stay with me until the whole class has finished. When I finish my homework and ride home with me, he will detour home. He can buy me the snacks I want regardless of discipline. He can do anything to satisfy his unreasonable wishes, but the person in his heart is not me, but my sister-in-law. He will also be jealous because I like others and ignore me all morning. He will also glare at me for talking too much to other boys. This is him, but he doesn't fill me. I think this is possessiveness!
In fact, my brother, like the deskmate who makes me willful, will be jealous because of some of my actions. However, the other person is not filled with you, he will tell you that he misses you. However, he really misses you because he usually forgets you and misses you for a while, so he thinks he misses you.
However, people who really like you will not stare at you and ignore you when they see that you talk too much with other boys. However, he will be angry with himself and feel sad for no reason, but he can't say why. He is still willing to treat you as usual, and will not treat the person you like as an enemy, but really protect you. Because in his heart, sincerely, you are happy!
True love is to let go of love, not to bind the other person to love freely!
Their excellent composition 12 In the process of growing up, we will meet all kinds of people, each of whom is different and has his own personality, temper and thoughts, but it exerts a subtle influence on our hobbies and life values. And more than one, everyone we come into contact with will affect us.
My sister, she is an English major. In the winter vacation of grade five, my sister taught me English and we stuck together every day. Like a little teacher, she wrote a timetable for me to attend classes on time and control my time. However, in the evening, my sister, who is a fan of American drama, will watch American drama on the computer, so I have to sit behind the computer and watch it. Chinese subtitles caught me off guard at first. I haven't finished reading that subtitle before the picture is put on the next one. Then watch more, and I will scan the subtitles quickly. Slowly, under the influence of my sister, I also became a small fan of American TV series. Later, after the summer vacation, my sister went back to school only once every few months. However, on weekends when my sister is away, I will also make a timetable for myself to remind myself to use my time reasonably. Of course, I also have time to watch American TV shows in my schedule. I watch two episodes a day. My sister affects my use and collocation of time, my current hobbies and my oral English and listening.
Although my head teacher in junior high school teaches mathematics, I think he teaches us more about being human. As soon as we arrived at the new classroom, we saw eight striking words on the wall, "Learn to be a man and learn to learn", which is also the class motto that the teacher has been reminding us. I remember the words of the teacher who impressed me the most. "Why do class training put life before study? Because learning is important, but if you study hard and educate well, but you can't be a man, it will be harmful to others and yourself. Waste oil, poisoned milk powder. These are not all things that educated people do. You must learn to be a man, do things that are beneficial to others, and do things that are beneficial to yourself and your parents. " Three years later, the teacher influenced me and made me think about everything. Is it good for others and worthy of myself and my parents? Let me learn to help others and be considerate of my parents.
Of course, there are more and more people affecting my growth, and my growth cannot be separated from each of them.
Their excellent composition 13 childhood is the truth in dreams, the dream in reality, and the tearful smile when recalling.
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Yesterday after dinner, my mother and I walked to her childhood school together, and my mother casually told me about her own childhood.
My mother spent her childhood in two ordinary tile houses. According to my mother, it is not easy to eat a white rice, because life at home was hard at that time. Put down your schoolbag after school and dig wild vegetables in the mountains to feed pigs, chickens and ducks. When the farm is busy, you have to help adults make a fire and cook. My mother always does some farm work within her power.
As for adults, most of them have no time to take care of their children for a living. At that time, it was a luxury for children to eat sugar, and only during the Spring Festival could they eat a few pieces of white rabbit toffee. Mom said that at that time, her family lived in an old house with only 60 watts of light bulbs on, but it was quiet and warm.
There is no rich food, only healthy and green food from one's own labor; Wearing thin and rough clothes, but his personality is still pure and flawless, and his smile is sunny; I like to play in the embrace of nature without the company of computer and TV. Because of this experience, it is easy for my mother to be satisfied, which is a noble sentiment for a better life.
Compared with the simplicity and simplicity of my mother's childhood, my childhood was beautiful and happy. Every weekend, my mother will accompany me to my favorite interest class. In this way, after three years, I became lively, cheerful and confident. At the same time, traveling with my mother during the holiday is a way closer to life, which makes me understand that nothing in the world can replace the beauty of nature.
My mother's company makes me happily look forward to every journey on the unknown road. What can make people feel warmer and happier than this childhood? Because of this, I like our generation better. As children in the new century, we have better living conditions and teaching atmosphere, and more ways to explore the world.
Putuost said: "Recalling your childhood can make you get a short-term liberation from the secular order and bring you a new field of life." We must praise childhood, which turned the hard world into a happy paradise. No matter what age, it is the last peach blossom garden.