On Sunday morning, I walked alone in the long bluestone alley, hiding my face in the mellow breeze. The smell of early summer has been moist, fermented and stretched in the corner of this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, so that early risers can feel its heat. Today is only a pitiful month before the senior high school entrance examination. For our junior three students, the tension before the exam is no less than the temperature in summer.
Stone roads in the park, idle people resting under Kohantei, or whispering in groups of three or five, or staring at a crumpled lake in the mist. The scenery I saw was really beautiful, but at this time I was not in the mood to enjoy it. The simulation results before the middle school entrance examination are not ideal. Every time I go home with the results, I can't hear my parents' complaints before, but from the moment we look at each other, I clearly know their inner anxiety and worry. From their encouraging words, I feel like a kite that can't find the wind direction and is in danger of falling to the ground at any time.
While I was meditating, the children's hearty laughter came from a distance, breaking the silence of the park in the morning. Looking for fame, I only saw a few kites dancing in the wind in the clean and refreshing sky. I took my steps and walked towards the kite. There are two children flying kites on a lush lawn. One child is holding a kite, and the other is holding a bobbin around cotton thread. The breeze blew leisurely from the lake, and the children with kites threw it into the sky. The child with the spool runs very fast and winds the cotton thread out quickly. The kite fluttered and staggered. The child who flies a kite looks solemn and calm, holding the spool in his left hand and the thin thread in his right hand. Finally, the kite swims in the air like a clever fish.
The wind is blowing slowly. In an instant, these paper-tied things soar in the sky like elves and birds. No, they fly more freely than birds and fascinate children!
I remember a poet saying: A glance at a bird can lighten the weight of the soul. Because human beings have the desire to fly freely! The exultation in front of me once again activated my hidden desire: to draw a beautiful arc in the sky!
Look up at the sky and meditate: Do you want to stick to one side of the field and slash and burn again and again? Do you want to chase the breeze after the Mercedes-Benz runaway? Perhaps as long as you take a small step, you can set yourself free and realize your ambition of "red line flying, Qingyun has a road"
Migratory birds are also constantly migrating, looking for their best habitat. In the long and arduous journey, they have tapped the potential of flying and enriched their wings. Birds are hovering under the eaves. Who else can you think of besides sparrows? Take courage to fly, don't let flying become the eternal desire of wings. Even if there is a loss after "the hair is weak, don't complain to the east wind for parting", be willing to digest it!
Because I always believe that as long as I have the belief of yearning for the sky, kites will always belong to the sky!
I took a step towards love.
On the road of growing up, I stumbled forward. The road is tortuous. With the support of parents, friends and teachers, the journey is no longer difficult. When I succeeded in leaving one successful footprint after another, I forgot to say thank you to them.
Once, the teacher assigned an assignment-saying "I love you" to my parents. But my family is normal and my parents are not so open. If I suddenly say this, my parents will be flattered and I will hesitate. ...
That night, everything was as usual. Mom is knitting a sweater and dad is drinking tea with his eyes closed. They try not to make a sound, so as not to affect me. In this silence, I was lost in thought: I can feel my parents' love, but why can't I say it? Don't I love them? Is it because I don't know love? No, no. I shook my head vigorously. The night sky outside the window is heavy, losing the blue of the past and falling into darkness.
Finally, I didn't say it.
In the morning, my mother put my schoolbag on my back and sent me downstairs. She seemed to remember something and told me to wait where I was. She turned and ran back, and the short figure disappeared from my sight. Step by step, her messy hair floated up and looked very dry. Fuck? When I was a child, I loved to touch my mother's hair, which was dark and bright. Why did it suddenly turn yellow? As if it were just overnight. Or, I forgot to look at my mother's hair, and I forgot to care about my mother who is no longer young. She rushed over. Thermos flask in hand-holding the brewed reed root tea. "Drink more, clear away heat and reduce fire." Mother reached out and cut my hair.
I have no choice. "Mom, I have something to say. I have a task ... I love you. " I thought I had taken a step.
"I knew it. In short, what does it matter if you say it or not? Don't worry, be careful on the road. "
I'm surprised, and my mother knows it. In short, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not. This sentence should be kept in mind, buried in the heart, not hung in the mouth.
Love is both receiving and giving. I lack giving, and my heart seems to be a desert. Parents have worked hard and never paid back. They know love, but I don't.
It was Mother's Day, but my mother was ill. I didn't buy flowers or small gifts. I just sent a pill and a glass of water. I just covered my sleeping mother with a quilt. Knowing how to give is a big step in my heart, which is more precious than all vain "love"
It is a long process from ignorance to understanding. I finally learned to love, learn to pay, and pay from the bottom of my heart. This is the most stable and deepest footprint I have taken on the road of growing up.
Zhou Xiaoyu wrote that the teacher assigned an assignment and said "I love you" to his parents. Small and simple, it should not belong to the selection of materials, but the author did not take it lightly, but "explored" it. "Why can't I say it? Don't I love them? Is it because I don't know love? " The article sees the big from the small, from the shallow to the deep. When my mother was ill on Mother's Day, I sent her a pill and a glass of water to cover her sleeping mother with a quilt. This is a big step that is "more precious than all vain love"! At this point, the composition is brilliant.
That time, I understood.
responsible
"There are many things you have to do in this world, and this is responsibility." This is a famous saying, as if it were said by a British sociologist.
Responsibility is not a gift from God. When you come to this world quietly, responsibility becomes an obligation you can't shirk. It is a child that you have to give everything to care for all the time, and it often gives you only the pain that the soul and body feel. Why are you carrying such a cross? Because it finally brings you the treasure of mankind-the greatness of mankind.
/kloc-at the end of 0/9 century, an Italian immigrant living in the United States wrote a brilliant stroke for the spiritual history of mankind. His name is Frank. After hard preparation, he opened a small bank. But a bank robbery led to his unusual experience. He went bankrupt and the depositors lost their savings. When he started from scratch with his wife and four children, he decided to repay this astronomical savings. Everyone advised him, "Why did you do this? You are not responsible for this matter. " But he still replied: "Yes, I am not legally responsible, but morally, I am. I should pay everything back. " It took him 39 years to pay off all his debts. When he paid off the last debt, he sighed, "Now he is finally debt-free." Although there was helplessness and bitterness in his tone, he left real wealth for the world with his own actions.
Responsibility is God's test for mankind. Many people fail this test, retreat and escape, and the result is nothing. On the contrary, many people endured and withstood all kinds of tests, and finally wore the crown of victory.
Children play war games. We were touched that the child refused to go home after dark because he had to stand guard. It's getting dark, and the other children are scattered, but he still sticks to his post, preferring to stand and cry rather than leave, because he feels that he has to do his duty. What a touching scene this is. If in our adult world, adults take their responsibilities as seriously as children on guard, then how beautiful our society will become.
May each of us have a strong sense of responsibility, do our part to serve the society in this society and in our own life, and write a brilliant chapter in our own life.
The biggest feature of this paper is that the selection of materials closely surrounds the center. Frank went through a lot of hardships to repay his "debt" and finally achieved his "greatness"; Children play games-"stick to their posts and cry rather than leave", which shows us the innocence and integrity of children. These two examples fully prove the importance of responsibility to people, whether adults or naive children, responsibility is "not a gift from God" but "an obligation you can't shirk". In addition, the context is clear, the writing is fluent, and the words are sincere.
Goodbye, my junior high school career!
Nostalgia, innocence and sophistication.
The title of the article is "Farewell to Junior High School Life", but it is not limited to the farewell ceremony. Instead, I deeply recalled the dribs and drabs that happened with readers in the past three years, focusing on the summary of memories in the third paragraph. In fact, this is one of the techniques commonly used in realistic reminiscence prose, and more importantly, it is lyrical to express the nostalgia and unforgettable experience of junior high school life.
The article shows readers the true thoughts of a naive girl, and her growth process is clearly displayed in front of people, which makes us feel valuable and worth cherishing. The article is mature again. It is not difficult to see from the last three paragraphs that the author is very sophisticated in language use and has a solid basic skills. So this is also a good examination composition.
The model essay "Responsibility" posted by Dr. Li on June 18 can be changed to "Unfinished Responsibility"
responsible
"There are many things you have to do in this world, and this is responsibility." This is a famous saying, as if it were said by a British sociologist.
Responsibility is not a gift from God. When you come to this world quietly, responsibility becomes an obligation you can't shirk. It is a child that you have to give everything to care for all the time, and it often gives you only the pain that the soul and body feel. Why are you carrying such a cross? Because it finally brings you the treasure of mankind-the greatness of mankind.
/kloc-at the end of 0/9 century, an Italian immigrant living in the United States wrote a brilliant stroke for the spiritual history of mankind. His name is Frank. After hard preparation, he opened a small bank. But a bank robbery led to his unusual experience. He went bankrupt and the depositors lost their savings. When he started from scratch with his wife and four children, he decided to repay this astronomical savings. Everyone advised him, "Why did you do this? You are not responsible for this matter. " But he still replied: "Yes, I am not legally responsible, but morally, I am. I should pay everything back. " It took him 39 years to pay off all his debts. When he paid off the last debt, he sighed, "Now he is finally debt-free." Although there was helplessness and bitterness in his tone, he left real wealth for the world with his own actions.
Stay in the majestic mountains, we will miss the sea, and walking there will be another vast and magnificent scenery.
Staying in the magnificent sea, we will miss the desert, and the endless sand sea is even more shocking when we walk over it.
If we stay in the yellow sand heat wave in the desert, we will miss the forest. If we walk there, we will appreciate the profound beauty of the forest.
Wang Guozhen said that lingering too deeply is a kind of fetter, which is not only about feet, but also about the future. If you choose to stay, you will have a temporary scenery. If you walk over, the greatest beauty of life will suddenly appear. If you choose to go there, you choose to struggle. Choosing to walk over is to offer sacrifices to the altar of pursuit.
The Jordan River has been flowing for many years, and the Salt Sea said to it, Stay, there is soft sunshine here. The Jordan River refused and ran forward singing. After many years, the Jordan River is still magnificent, but the salt sea has stayed too long and can no longer enter the sea. People named it the Dead Sea. Life lies in constant movement. If life stays in a comfortable environment, the earth will die. It is through every landscape that a vibrant world is created, and life in nature is endless.
Even so, why can people be inferior? We call ourselves the essence of heaven and earth, the spirit of all things, and we must also complete our pride as human beings in constant struggle. Some people say that the herringbone is like a pair of legs, which shows the pursuit of faith and the spiritual direction of never stopping.
This reminds me of Schwarzenegger, the great image of never-ending struggle in life. In his early years, he was a world-famous bodybuilder. His strong muscles won him prizes in various bodybuilding competitions, but he did not stop at the honor brought by bodybuilding, but turned his attention to Hollywood. After making great achievements in film and television again, he became an ambitious politician and was all-powerful in politics. This strong American showed us the beauty he pursued and created the myth of "walking over".
How far can life go? Not your feet, but your will; How high a person can climb, not his hands, but his ambition. Never-ending will and ambition can make our young hearts see the endless scenery in the world.
We should always remember that the peacock has lost its wings because it stays in people's praise. At best, it is just a bird with a beautiful tail that has not walked over. Zhong Yong finally became a mediocre man because he stayed in the aura of genius: Newton regretted that he spent 20 years studying God in the second half of his life because he stayed in the achievements of the first half of his life and did not gain a firm foothold on the shoulders of giants. An aggressive life requires endless pursuit. Don't wear off your enterprising spirit during your stay, and walk through it rain or shine.
& lt& lt The scenery left in my heart >> Dreaming of going back to the Three Kingdoms, there are smoke everywhere.
In my dream, history was changed, and it was Zhou Yu who attacked the empty city. Zhou Lang, whose reputation spread all over Jiangdong, was beautiful, generous, resourceful and broad-minded. Zhou Yu is so elegant that it is rumored that someone accidentally brushed the string and he will look back. Therefore, "Historical Records" records the folk song cloud: "Song Cuo, Gu."
At this time, Zhou Yu approached the western Shu step by step, and Zhuge Liang sat quietly, comparing the strength gap between the enemy and ourselves. He pondered the reason why Zhou Yu was so eager to attack. Ah, this think tank has unknown so! It stands to reason that Zhou Yu's reason will not let him wage war for no reason. Really ... when he looked up, he saw the woman leaning against the railing to see the moon on the west tower? When she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she lost three points. She and her sister became famous beauties in this troubled times, Xiao Qiao.
Zhuge suddenly realized. A few days ago, he took advantage of Zhou Yu's busy business and stole his beloved wife. At this time, Xiao Qiao married for the first time, and they were in love. Because of her, she was "heroic and cool, with a black towel", while Liang was imprisoned by such a beautiful woman. How can he not worry?
Zhuge Liang went to the west wing, and the moon was like a hook. The bright white light shines on Xiao Qiao, making her as clear as a goddess. "Joe, Gong Jin is almost to the west of Shu, and my master Liu Bei has sent reinforcements. If you don't want to kill Zhou Lang here, please persuade him to withdraw as soon as possible. " Xiao Qiao's eyes are curved and his eyebrows are faint. He shook his head. "Now that Gong Jin is here, he must have made full preparations. I want to save me from the city and meet him. What reason do I have to persuade him? "
In fact, at this time, the city was short of Serenade armor, and it was already empty. Xiao Qiao knows very well that he should not ask for it.
The next day, Zhou Yu Enemy at the Gates. Later generations praised: "Zhou Lang's young people are outstanding in Jiangdong. Eighty thousand troops flew torches, and the wind rolled the yellow leaves in front of the beach. The building collapsed, the flag was swept and the river was bleeding. In Xianyang in March, there is no such thing as fire. I miss him, I mourn him, I review this song, and I will talk about the rest of the army. "
He wiped out most of the soldiers in the city at once. He stood in the blazing fire and returned Joe to him in a consistent manner. Zhuge just smiled and sat at the gate, playing the piano. Beautiful melody, resounding through the blue sky. Zhou Lang didn't realize his mistake and panicked. Are there reinforcements or ambushes? Cautious Zhou Lang couldn't help feeling cold. Just then, Xiao Qiao boarded the city gate and sang a melodious word, including two words: empty city.
How brave Zhou Yu is! He is a genius praised by everyone, Wang Zuo! Zhou Lang certainly understood what Joe meant. He negotiated with Liang to give up his official position in exchange for Xiao Qiao. Needless to say, Liang Xinran agreed.
The wind is hunting, as if singing his love. Xiao Qiao was puzzled and asked him why he gave up his ideal. He is a man with a bright future. Zhou Lang chuckled: "With its car dust, high officials are generous; It is better to canoe, enjoy weeping willows, laugh at life and have a romantic life. "
That romantic love has been sung from generation to generation for thousands of years.
Dream back to the Three Kingdoms, Zhou Lang and Xiao Qiao's love has become a star-like landscape in my heart on a cold night.
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Everyone is familiar with the Three Kingdoms, but it is not easy to express the theme of "scenery left in my heart" with the narration of the Three Kingdoms. Extensive reading is extremely beneficial to writing, reading is the source of writing materials, and familiar materials can be used freely in writing. From the author's writing, we can see the author's familiarity with the material. The writing ability of the article is very strong, concise, and the use of short sentences makes the article smooth.
Development grade
The biggest highlight of the article is that it is written in a dream. Everyone in the Three Kingdoms is familiar with it, so it can be endowed with extraordinary new ideas. It seems that the author really returned to the Three Kingdoms era and felt the scene of the battlefield. Finally, the author praised that "the love between Zhou Lang and Xiao Qiao has become a landscape in my heart like a star on a cold night", and deepened the theme of the article with the greatness of love.