In this season when winter goes and spring comes, we see your hope. We recall the scene of Olympic athletes struggling in the Bird's Nest. We heard the laughter brought by Fuwa. We imagine the day when the whole world will celebrate with everyone. My motherland, I feel your gentle and selfless love. Your prosperity is our pride. I miss song for you, your indestructible motherland.
On May 12, 2008, the Wenchuan earthquake in Sichuan suddenly occurred. The prosperous, prosperous and beautiful Sichuan in the past is gone forever, replaced by broken bricks, people's tears and inner pain. The earthquake destroyed houses, shook the earth, collapsed peaks, roared the sky and shook rivers.
However, the people of the whole country will not stand idly by, the people of Sichuan will not sink and fall, and the Wenchuan earthquake will not cross our ardent China heart. People from all over the country came to help, and the people of Sichuan cheered.
How many earthquake-resistant heroes emerged in this earthquake: coke boys Xiao Xue, Lin Hao, Liao Tong ... fully reflected Mr. Liang Qichao's words: "Young people are wise, young people are rich, young people are strong, young people are independent, young people are free, young people are progressive, young people are superior to Europe, and young people are superior to the earth, so the country is superior to the earth." We can't forget the humiliating history in the past, and these deeds make our people unforgettable! 1842 On August 29th, the Qing Dynasty signed the first unequal treaty with Britain.
This is the result of the British anti-China war. 1On September 5th, 926, the British Empire was concerned that warships shelled Wanxian County, Sichuan Province, which led to the massacre of soldiers and civilians in China.
There were the Nanjing Massacre, the humiliating treaty, the burning of Yuanmingyuan, and the September 18th Incident ... but the world is changing, and so is China. Today's China is no longer the closed and backward old China a hundred years ago, but a brand new one.
The Beijing Olympic Games showed the world an ancient, colorful and modern China. China occupies eight of the top ten tallest buildings in the world, China is one of the three countries in the world that can produce manned spacecraft technology and astronaut extravehicular activities, and China ranks third in comprehensive national strength and military designation.
You have moved towards prosperity and strength, and we are proud of your strength. The five-star red flag is full of pride of our Chinese nation, and the loud national anthem is full of hope for the future of the motherland.
Motherland, I miss song for you, your magnificent mountains and rivers, your long-standing culture, your great spirit and your ... Comments: The article has been praising the prosperity of the motherland in the form of poetry. Compact structure and distinct theme. The proper use of rhetorical devices and the quotation of famous sayings add a lot of color to the article.
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2. Composition topic "Singing for You", pocket money, I sing for you Author: Tian Tian Happy Girl Time: March 8, 2008, respectively, always elegant, your figure is an indispensable yellowbird, and what you want to forget most is the deepest memory.
I wander in the empty world, holding only two crumpled one-dollar bills in my hand-this is my only pocket money this month. Please, how can I live without your pocket money? I think you will be soft-hearted when you leave. Look, this is my life alone.
Just to buy an innovative composition in and out of the classroom, I searched the whole schoolbag and the whole dormitory, but only found 2 yuan. What should I do? I don't know what it's like without "innovative writing inside and outside the classroom", and I know how helpless my life is without you-pocket money. Don't go, I was wrong, but I shouldn't use you to buy a can of drinks for more than 3 yuan (the price has doubled) to quench my thirst, nor should I use you to satisfy my hunger with the increased rice money.
Why? The money spent is like dollars, and my capital is like yen? It's not fair! Be quiet! Everything is so quiet.
Maybe the whole world knows my inner difficulties, and they all seem to be praying for me. Pocket money, come back quickly! I'm song for you! "rape! Cheap and fresh, 1 kg 3 yuan money! " "Fresh meat, 15 yuan a catty!" Damn, this terrible voice resounded through the whole world. Although I tried to hide my heart, everything was back to its original state, noisy and crowded.
I had to curse them in my heart: ruthless world, raising prices, money is the best way to drown you. At noon today, I hid in the classroom alone, took out four steamed buns I bought in the morning and chewed them dry.
Suddenly, my dry throat blocked the steamed bread and I couldn't swallow it. I picked up a bottle of mineral water and drank it, and the steamed bread barely swallowed its throat and entered it.
However, the water makes my heart cold. Bad day, I must put up with tomorrow! I am a bird, I can't fly high.
Pocket money, I used sincere beads to string a necklace around you that doesn't shine, but I still want to tell you, I want to tell you: Why is everything going crazy, but you won't? Ah, pocket money, I song for you! In October, I was in the dark green cotton field in Song for You in October, where white cotton was blooming. The ears of rice are ripe, like a layer of broken gold on the ground.
The air smells of cinnamon and wild chrysanthemum. Ah, October is pregnant with the joy of harvest! The city in October-the streets are full of traffic, and the goods in the shops are dazzling: the machines are free and happy; High-rise buildings are row upon row.
Ah, October is full of lively atmosphere! In the campus classroom in October, students listen to the teacher's lecture with wide eyes and seek knowledge. The five-star red flag fluttered in the wind on the playground, and the loud song went straight into the sky.
Ah, October is full of wisdom! "Today is your birthday, my China ..." Your birthday is coming. I'll sing a song for you. I wish you eternal youth, beauty and prosperous career. (Instructor: Yang Meijuan) You go, I'll sing for you, flying pig. Have you ever asked me what my friend is? Now let me answer you. You may regard these words as contemptuous "philosophy", or think that they are really meant for you.
In short, the reason why I wrote it is a cry from the heart! Friends are an indispensable spiritual pillar in life. A true friend wants you to surpass her happiness. A true friend can help you solve your worries, worry about you and be happy for you when you are in trouble. She is a drop of sweet spring, a turbid stream, knowing each other, knowing each other, loving each other and helping each other. It can light up countless dark lamps in your eyes and burn the ice and snow in your heart. Of course, this does not mean that every friend is like this; On the other hand, it can't be said that there are no such friends.
You think friends are hypocritical. There is a saying I said: "If you treat others sincerely, others will treat you sincerely." This sentence is not only my belief, but also my principle of treating people.
I can ask myself to treat others sincerely, but I can't force others to treat me sincerely, or even satisfy myself. What would you do if you said you were sincere to others in exchange for their hypocrisy? Do you think that sentence is a lie? Or change your principles of communication with others from now on? Only by treating others sincerely can you make sincere friends. Why should we be friends' enemies instead of friends? Because you treat your friends sincerely, but your friends treat you hypocritically? Real friends don't do that. Friends who meet in difficulties are true bosom friends. Friends are not maintained by material things. It is very dangerous if they rely on material things to maintain themselves. Although the people who are most hurt emotionally are those who attach great importance to feelings and righteousness, this does not stop us from treating others sincerely and making friends sincerely. Don't! Yang, you go! I will go to song for you.
Thank you for bringing me happiness these days. Everything has to end. I know, I know, but when you meet someone who really wants to make friends, how I wish this could happen. Along the way, you will still meet many people and make many friends, but there are few real bosom friends. I hope you will cherish them.
Although we are far away from each other in the future, our friends still hold hands, right? "Don't let time dilute the wine of friendship, and don't let time loosen our hands." Although some things will change with time, I firmly believe that if you don't want to forget, you will always remember, my friend, don't you think? We will encounter some obstacles in life, but we will never back down.
Keep moving towards your goal, reach the coast you want to see, and then enjoy its beautiful scenery and experience joy and success. Yang, you go! I can't keep you.
Pigeons will fly home no matter how high they fly. I'm glad that you can stand on the land of your hometown soon. Listen, who is the train seeing off? Is it you? It's me again In fact, she is seeing everyone off.
You will see rugged hills, green wheat fields and beautiful rape blossoms. Everything is bright, smile tomorrow, just like you love to laugh. The wind stopped at the top of the mountain to say goodbye, explaining the secret on the way. You and I are kind angels, always worried about small flowers and plants.
My friend, those gifts I gave you are not gifts, but feelings, simple feelings. May you touch it when you smile.
I want to sing a song for you in my composition (700 words), the title is "song for you".
Flowers wither because of the cycle of life; Life dies because it wants to be reborn.
I want to sing a song for you,
On that night wet with tears,
In that irrefutable dream.
I hope every word is not the pain in your heart,
You can also contribute.
But the relief of all pain.
I want to sing a song for you,
Gently, even humming.
There is no flying melody,
Just speak from the heart.
I want to sing a song for you,
Singing the endless folds of the desert,
The relentless erosion of singing time,
Even if the dust of the sunset flooded your girl's cheek.
I want to sing a song for you,
Sing clear and short raindrops in the morning,
Sing the splendor and splendor of the sunset.
Believe me, my friends,
Flowers wither,
Because of the cycle of life;
Life dies,
Because I want to get a new life.
How I want to sing a song for you!
I want to sing a song for you, a song for love.
No matter in the future or at this moment, only it can represent me forever.
I want to have a dream with you, a dream with love and you.
No matter how many setbacks, as long as you are around, it is enough.
Ask yourself over and over again a person like me.
Can an ordinary person love you?
Can I love you? Can I love you?
I hesitated. I have nothing for you.
There is only one love song to sing for you.
When I stand here and sing for love
Conquer your heart and let me be with you forever.
I want to sing a song for you, a song for love.
No matter in the future or at this moment, I hope you can go with me.
I want to have a dream with you, a dream with love and you.
No matter how many setbacks, as long as you are around, it is enough.
Ask yourself over and over again a person like me.
Can an ordinary person love you?
Can I love you? Can I love you?
I hesitated. I have nothing for you.
There is only one love song to sing for you.
When I stand here and sing for love
Conquer your heart and let me be with you forever.
The love I want is not a game
There is only one thing in my heart: our love.
cannot reach
Can I love you? Can I love you?
Please listen to my memories.
Those sweet words, those beautiful scenes
When I stand here, I will try my best to sing a song for love.
The ups and downs in your heart keep me with you forever.
Let me be with you forever.
I want to sing a song for you.
Honey, you know what?
I want to sing a song for you.
Watching the ups and downs you've experienced
Suffering for you, happy for you.
Honey, you know what?
I wrote many songs for you.
Tossing and turning every night
How many melodies flow in my heart
Sing, sing, sing, sing.
Put all my feelings into this song.
But you haven't heard of it.
Where do you know my loneliness?
Sing, sing, sing, sing.
Put all my thoughts in this song.
Don't want to disturb your life
I have to sing here alone.
I hope one day you can hear my songs and understand me.
If you are not satisfied with the above one, give another one ~
I want to sing a song.
The hall was brightly lit, friends and relatives gathered together, and laughter was endless. There is a big cake with 50 candles on the table, but it won't be blown out, because today's protagonist, my father, has gone out. ...
4. The songs that I composed for you walked through the green mountains and green waters of Datang and the faint ancient roads of Dasong; With the sunset and the bright moon, chasing the desert and camel bells, I stand in the dusty wind of history, let go of my voice and sing for you.
Romantic. Li Bai.
Join hands with the bright moon in the sky, meet the flowers in front of the court, drink a glass of turbid wine, and I will play a brilliant sound for you, with a lasting aftertaste for three nights; Let go of your voice, I, sing for you, sing your poem, soft and gentle. Until I raised my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow, and let the three of us "you are so romantic that even the moon wants to attract you;" "This song should only be in the sky, and no one can stand homesickness." You are so comfortable that the gods are jealous; "We are both lofty to the distant thought that you want to go to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon", which is romantic and ambitious. You are a poet, and you are Bai Lianhua in the mud.
Bold and unrestrained Su Shi.
Sitting on a rickety bamboo raft, watching the rolling river waves; Hold a pot of muddy wine and listen to the rain. Looking up at the vast universe, the heart contains everything, rivers and mountains; Facing the rustling river wind, I am open-minded and heroic.
With the river as the piano and the water as the string, I play a bold and unconstrained tune with passion; Let go of your voice, and I will sing aloud for you, and sing poems for you, which is very heroic. "Dajiangdong went to the waves and went to the sea. You are a romantic figure through the ages." You are as bold as a river flowing eastward; "Gui mourns the oars, blowing light and tracing light, looking at the beauty of the sky." You are as happy as a fish swimming in the water; "Looking northwest, shooting Sirius" is heroic and patriotic, and you are worthy of being the originator of a generation of bold and unrestrained.
Elegant. Li Qingzhao
Stepping on a tall building and watching Qian Fan pass by, the lights are dim; Leaning against the windowsill, watching the falling flowers and the rain beating the banana. Facing the cold west wind and looking at the faint ancient road, I will play a graceful tone for you, such as resentment, tears, and resentment; Turn on your voice and whisper. Sing for you, and sing your poems with tears in your eyes.
"The wind has made the dust fragrant, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. If people don't do it, tears will flow first. " You are haggard like a yellow flower, and the flowers and leaves fall in the cold wind; "West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers." At this time, you are like a dead leaf blown off by the wind, three points thinner than a yellow flower. "Life is a hero, and death is a ghost. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong." You are graceful and heroic, and you are worthy of being the most talented poetess in the Song Dynasty. ..... When the clang of tiles in the prosperous Tang Dynasty stopped ringing, when the thousand palaces and halls in the Great Song Dynasty were in ruins, accompanied by the sunset and the bright moon, I still looked up, and I still stared at you with shining eyes, let go of my voice and sang for you.
5. How to write my composition with song for you This is a propositional composition entitled I song for you, which can be written in narrative, prose, poetry or argumentative style. In the title, "I" is the observation point, and "singing" is the core theme; The "you" in the title is the goal I want to praise. It can be a person, a motherland, a country, a nation, a party and so on. If you want to write a narrative, you can't do without characters, events, scenery and feelings. Where, who you met, what happened, what kind of touch, so that you can sing and praise. It reflects the kindness, simplicity, diligence and sincerity of the whole group of cleaners, thus arousing your reverence and recognition, and it is also a natural trend to sing for it. Personally, I think argumentative essays are more relevant, such as writing about our great Chinese nation. The topic is very big, but it is not difficult to write. Looking back at the sentences in the news broadcast, it is almost a composition of "I sing for you". However, I still have to write my own composition.
6. Compose with song for you as the theme, only song for you, only plucking the strings and playing the piano for you.
Give you a song
The ice in my heart,
A broken heart,
A person's world is very quiet
Familiar places have no scenery,
The shadow on my shoulder is still warm.
Song for you,
Just because you are stubborn.
Dull mood
The beautiful melody of the nocturne.
Song for you,
Just plucking the strings and playing the piano for you
Familiar places have no scenery,
Not as terrible as you think.
Song for you,
Just looking for meaningful crystals for you.
"Baby, you are my melody."
Who will listen?
7. The long and cold winter has finally passed.
The air is gradually filled with the smell of the sun, not the cold and dreary stagnant air in winter. I walked in the community, enjoying the news that spring has come.
The flower beds are no longer full of dead trees, but their stiff branches are soft and tremble gently with the breeze. Concrete, which seems not hard, moves with the slight breath of spring.
Go straight ahead, everything around you is a little bit youthful, and the singing of birds makes people feel particularly happy. There are more and more pedestrians on the road. People who are too lazy to walk in winter may leave home because of the smell of spring! Everyone doesn't always wear a stiff and cold mask to shuttle between people.
On the contrary, their expressions gradually relaxed, and there was a faint smile on their lips. In the flower bed, the magnolia called "Wang Chunhua" has blossomed.
Staring at the glistening bud, I can't help but feel a burst of expectation and beautiful expectation. The coming of spring brought her good wishes.
This reminds me of what the author said in The Count of Monte Cristo. All human wisdom is contained in the words of waiting and hope.
Therefore, spring is also the embodiment of wisdom! After a long winter, people and inanimate things have withstood the test of cold wind and inanimate world, and they have been waiting and expecting the arrival of spring. As you can imagine, when what you expect becomes a real fact, what kind of excitement and encouragement will be brought by the hope that follows! With spring, there is the beginning of a new year.
Isn't this a new hope? It symbolizes new study, new career, new life and new prospects. Everything is new, and people have beautiful expectations and longings.
You see, it seems that spring is also something that contains human wisdom! Even life itself, doesn't it begin in spring? In spring, I miss song for you! Singing the beauty you brought us, rejuvenating the earth and decorating it with beautiful flowers are all your contributions! Let me sing the hope you bring to people, the smile on people's faces and the beautiful vision for the future. These, these brand-new things you brought, are also worthy of our praise.
Sing about the life you brought, and bless the birds that just came out of the nest, the new shoots on the branches and the blooming flowers, which you also gave us! The flowers of human life and wisdom bloom in spring. Let's sing this beautiful spring, a new spring, a spring full of hope and vitality.
8. When the morning light spread all over the earth, the sea level gradually contracted the brilliance of the red sun. You stood at the bow of the boat and accepted the baptism of the morning light without hesitation, knowing that you were about to turn to ashes, but you would rather leave with a smile than cry and say regret-until you put on a white gauze and gradually melted in the sun, and the wind erased your last smile ... Now, you are sitting quietly on the Danish coast.
In the bustling crowd, everyone holds his own destiny, some mediocre, some dull, some diligent and some vigorous. And I, although I don't know whether I can experience a vigorous life, I hope my life is valuable and progressive, and I will live my life without regrets, which is the best reward for my fate.
Suicides are common, and it's a pity-no matter how regrettable, those fresh lives have lost their meaning. Life is the most beautiful thing in the world and the most precious wealth. I'm a little confused. Why? Why give up on yourself? Even if there is a great good thing, you can't just waste the wealth you have been given. This is an insult to life and a disgrace to life. Young people, we are full of yearning and pursuit for this society. We have infinite dreams in our hearts. Although there are thorns and weeds blocking our way, although there are cliffs to suppress our high hearts, although there are traps and swamps to trap us, we must live, come on and work hard. Giving up is the only way out for losers, and progress is the glorious journey for winners.
Moths, what tiny life it is, they are always around us. Some people say that putting a moth to the fire is a fool's behavior, but I don't think so. They are in shock, looking for the light and heat of their own lives. They work hard and pursue it. At the same time, they also sang their glorious life with death. Although their lives were only a few months or even shorter, they finally died with a bang, but they had no regrets. They got light and heat, and they interpreted their life to the extreme. And we, we humans? A little setback will make you give up on yourself, and a little fur will make you cry. There's nothing to bear. Be sure to be worthy of yourself! What about your pursuit? What about your ambition? What about your desire for life? Don't give up what you deserve because of a temporary mistake. Live a meaningful life until you die, and you will find that you are satisfied and have no regrets, because you have devoted everything to your life. composition
I want to say that I want to sing about life. Even if tomorrow becomes a bubble, I have no regrets. Because I feel the call of the morning light, the warmth of the sunshine, and the praise of life … I am satisfied, because I have given the best interpretation of my life.
9. I always want to sing a song for you. If I always want to sing a song and write a narrative for you, what is youth? Nothing but laughter and tears. Laughter is the stupidity of the other person, and sadness is the helplessness of your body. It is nothing more than turning around and stubbornly cutting off your own posterior path. Nothing more than having a lover who loves and hates you when you are old, and licking and crying alone with you in the boundless darkness. Love is frivolous, and hate is frivolous. -Inscription Some people say that man is a lonely seed, which germinates every time in "We secretly tell each other in the silent midnight world". All right. I'm crazy again. Although it has been ten years, I am no longer crazy. At this time, I always think of my unknown youth. I always want to sing a song for it crazily. Youth, what a beautiful song. What the ancients wrote for us is always such a sad feeling. Guting Road, weeping willows, green grass and beautiful white horses. They all talk about what happened to the world and why our children became so sad. Even the sweet memories of youth will become so bitter in retrospect. Youth always wants to sing a song for you, not for praise, but for pity It's a pity that I want to do something I dare not do, but I can't. I used to envy the ancients and rivers and lakes. What I like best is the description in the article, a handsome and beautiful son with a romantic temperament. What an elegant manner, chic as the wind. Especially in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the characters were the most arrogant and arbitrary. They dare to love and hate, and then they refuse to leave any way out for themselves. I am afraid of regret when I am old, and I never burn like a fire. Looking back, my youth is gone, and my years are old. That shouldn't be mine. It would be a pity to miss it. Youth, I always want to sing a song for you. Laugh at your stupidity, sing your helplessness, and sing the youth that people love and hate. As the saying goes, whoever is young is not frivolous, just because of love and hate, can't help but sweet talk. Think of the high spirits of the year, my heart is higher than the sky, full of longing, but I can't help but sigh: idiot! Even if there is no amount of helplessness in youth, even if I do it again, I will sing without regrets. When I was a child, we knitted a flashy coat for it with gorgeous and sad words. When Qian Fan finished, it was still a long stream. However, I want to sing a song to break this silence. I want to sing for it: youth, burning.
10. The power of the heart, the true nature of the song I composed for you should be like this.
Success, like the moonlight shining on the flowers, the deep pool is slightly blue, no matter good or bad, no matter the detachment of success or failure, it is a post station with a whip and a horse, climbing high and looking far; Defeat, like a drop of water wears away a stone, merges into the sea, is poor and difficult to cut, and does not fall on the proud shore of Qingyun. There is a stubbornness of "being a man without a teacher and being self-reliant". Rong, Jiangshan is still the same, the painting style is still the same, just like the sea and mountains, familiar with the years, flashy and arrogant; Bear the burden of humiliation, Han Xin, snow pine, like a fairy with feathers, know how to take a step back and broaden their horizons, and refuse to give up eating because of choking.
-Inscription I sing for you, the sunshine is always after the storm; I sing for you, not for myself ... I song for you, you play the music of life with your soul. I still remember accidentally opening China Talent, seeing you, and being deeply moved by your unyielding fate.
It is your dream to be a professional football player. However, an electric shock accident not only deprived you of your arms, but also deprived you of the right to run on the court. Did you give in to such a blow? No, you didn't. 12 years old, you joined the Beijing Disabled Swimming Team again, and won two gold medals and a silver medal in the National Disabled Swimming Championships two years later. At the same time, this happiness represents your bad luck. Excessive physical exertion leads to decreased immunity, and you have allergic purpura. You once said goodbye to your dreams and then went to the music world that brought you success. I don't know how you persisted. Playing the piano with your feet shows how hard you work.
Would it be okay if it was someone else? If it were me, I shouldn't be able to. "There are only two ways in my life, either to die quickly or to live wonderfully."
You chose the latter and chose to work hard. You are not the darling of God, but you are admired by God. You are a worthy strong man. You can make us worship. Your story will be told forever, and your name will be remembered forever-Liu Wei.
I, song for you, you light up the front with your own light. Your foster mother raised you for three years, but you have to raise your foster mother for life.
My whole life. How long has it been? It is neither short nor long. It is not as fast as the speed of light, nor as slow as dripping water wears through the stone. The poem "To the Most Beautiful Girl" is tailor-made for you. "They say you are a weak girl with thin but reasonable shoulders.
Young you are your mother's hand, your mother's leg and the sky above your mother's head. They say that the wall of that humble room is empty, and only true love surrounds it.
Young you are the lamp in front of your mother's bed in the dark and the warmth in her heart in the cold wind ... "I can't imagine how you persisted." I know. Your name is Meng Peijie. There is a power in my heart, which is getting hotter and hotter slowly. I pay tribute to it with a song.