This is just like the road on the earth. In fact, there is no road on the earth. When more people walk on it, it becomes a road. "This awe-inspiring aphorism in Mr. Lu Xun's "Hometown" not only shows the people with lofty ideals at that time, overcoming obstacles and opening up new horizons, but also enlightens today in the era of reform and opening up, entrepreneurs are painstakingly digging a thoroughfare for economic prosperity, and also gives those who are new to Students like the rising sun pave a glorious road to life with their youthful passion.

Please write an article of about 600 words with the title "Road". p>

Guidance

"All roads lead to Rome" means that there are many roads to Rome, and the same is true for the proposition "Road". The writer can write it either as a narrative or as a It can be written as an expository essay, or even as an argumentative essay. Many expressions can be used in the article, and there are many excellent works.

To make the article outstanding, you must pay attention to the following two points in writing:

First of all, we must be able to capture the proposition that the title implies "the road". It can not only write about real roads, such as "Nanjing Road at the First Lights" and "Changes of the Road", but also write about the road of life, such as "On the List" "No name, there is a road under my feet", "I learned to walk the "road""... In short, the original meaning, extended meaning and metaphorical meaning of "road" can be used to write "road" innovatively. "The composition with the title "must be extraordinary, reflect the spirit and ambition of the "big road", and highlight the meaning of "road" and the extraordinary significance of the road in nature, life, and society.

Examples and Comments

Looking at the narrow alley in front of the door, I can't help but think of that rainy night.

"Tuk--Tuk", the sound of the cane. Not far ahead, there was a young man with a disabled right leg, holding a cane to support his thin body. The head of the cane touched the ground briskly and he walked in a hurry.

The sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain. "It's already dusk and I'm sad alone, and it's even more windy and rainy. "Poems contain sorrow, and people feel even more sorrowful. Silently, I move forward timidly. Alas, if I fail the exam again, how can I have the face to see my parents who are looking forward to their daughter becoming a phoenix at home?

"Ouch" a step under my feet Slippery, I fell heavily to the ground.

When I got up, the young man on crutches was already beside me.

"The road is difficult, the road is difficult." . There are many different roads, where are you now? "I lowered my eyebrows and looked gloomy.

"Oh, really, little sister, why don't you read the next sentence: 'There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the cloud sails will be hung directly to help the sea. '" I looked up in astonishment and saw his pair of pensive eyes staring at me with determination. The sound of the staff was firm, steady and powerful...

I stood there, lowered my head and thought, and finally understood: life depends on choices. And brilliant. Although there are troubles, ups and downs, and setbacks in growing up, I will not be worried about frustration, let alone troubles.

Inadvertently, I saw "the vision of a female reporter" in the newspaper. "One article, my heart moved," I have an iron shoulder to carry moral principles, and I write the article with a skillful hand. "From then on, a blue literary dream arose in my heart.

I plunged into the vast world of literature. As time went by, I slowly understood Li Qingzhao's graceful and elegant works. Li Bai's boldness, Zhu Ziqing's softness, Lu Xun's sharpness, and Mark Twain's harmony also gave rise to a blue literary dream in my heart.

That night, I had a dream. I packed my luggage and embarked on the road alone. Like an "ugly duckling" seeing birds flying freely, I was eager to go to a place called "Ideal Road" and ran towards the sun, but the light blocked my progress. , I was not discouraged, and took my figure on the road again, like a fish, swimming freely. The name of the place I wanted to go was called the future, and I ran towards the rainbow, but the mountain peak blocked my way... So, I flew towards my goal again. , repeated several times, and finally flew into the blue sky. I sang and flew higher and higher. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and I was almost dragged to the ground. The storm made my wings hurt. I fought hard and finally succeeded. Became a winner.

Since then, there has been one less heroic female general on the playground, one less girl laughing and joking during class, and one more me who has been copying and writing all day long in the corner of the library. .

The blue literary dream has become the expectation in my heart, and the beautiful notebook has become my best training ground. It is late at night, the cicada is asleep, and the pen in my hand is still there. Accompanied by orange lights, there is a "squeaking" sound.

The fragrant tea had sacrificed itself, but I still trudged stubbornly, letting the mosquitoes wreak havoc. In winter, the cold wind howled through the cracks in the window. My feet were numb. I stood up and stamped my hands. My hands were red from the cold. I put it to my mouth and breathed. The hot water bottle had already become an ice pack. I threw it aside and put it on the table. The cupboard next to it is piled with "A Dream of Red Mansions", "Water Margin", "How the Steel Was Tempered"... a series of classics are my favorites.

I devoted all my 14-year-old yearning, 15-year-old dream, and 16-year-old hope to literature. I want to knock on the door of the palace of literature. I want to use my immature and persistent words. To write about people of the same age, let people know the passion and innocence, thoughtfulness and persistence of teenagers.

Let yourself go, let your soul fly, and fly to the place in my dream...

Gu Jing of Tieling Middle School

Comments

Lu Xun Mr. Wang's famous saying: "Hope does not matter whether it is there or not. This is just like the road on the ground. In fact, there is no road on the ground. When there are more people walking on it, it becomes a road." The author follows this track and writes about his immature life. At this age, the road to literature is filled with golden longings. At the same time, I learn to step out of the shadows, study tirelessly, sit on masterpieces, and knock on the door of the palace of literature.

The whole article has a novel structure. The ideas are broadened, and ancient poems are quoted to add color to the language, and the lines are filled with vitality.

This is a broad and unusual road. On the other side of the road, it leads to an ideal future.

However, in the past, this road blocked the aspirations of the people in this village.

In the past, the seniors left a narrow road for the villagers. Because it is narrow, there are many people who can only squeeze through; because it is a dirt road, when you step on it on a sunny day, the dust almost covers your shoes; on rainy days, the road is slippery and mud piles up, and passers-by often fall into pieces like clay figures. of.

The villagers shuttled back and forth on this road day and night. The road was so bad, but no one thought of repairing it.

However, on a drizzling morning, everything changed...

Winter mornings are so cold. A gust of cold wind blew by; his face felt as if it had been cut by a knife. Not far away, you seem to hear the sound of knocking stones.

"Bang——Bang——Bang——" Another burst of knocking sound came, so clear and powerful. People stretched out their heads from the warm quilts and listened to the crisp knocking sound. Some other villagers got up from their beds to see what was going on.

As I walked closer to the sound, I saw that four college students in the village were building the road in the wind and rain. Look at their fierceness, which is no less than that of farmers who have been plowing the fields for many years. Although their strength is small, they firmly believe that if Jingwei can fill the sea, they can fill the road! After spending a winter vacation, this road will be repaired. The villagers seemed to be moved by this unusual spirit. They went home one after another to get tools and consciously joined the road construction process...

As a result, a wide, square and flat road appeared in front of people. In front of you. Although this is not as good as the asphalt road in the city, it is the crystallization of the spirit of four college students and the crystallization of people's sweat. This is a pioneering road that will lead people towards a better tomorrow!

Zhu Yunfei of Cunzhi Middle School

Comments

This article has profound intentions and reveals that in the era of reform and opening up, knowledge is the power to get rid of poverty and become rich. It can be seen that the young author is concerned about the reform craze "outside the window" and captures the hot spots in society.

It is not easy to change the fate of "the road". The admiration of traditional concepts makes the "small road" "alive" in a muddle. It is the feats of college students that make the small road look new. The author focuses on praising the spirit of college students, and uses the awakening of villagers to illustrate that civilized innovation is an important condition for "sincerity leads to gold and stone."

The whole article overcomes the slow pace of ordinary student narratives and tends to the fast pace of prose. This should be something candidates can learn from.

Life is like a road, and everything is like an intersection. If you don’t pay attention, you will go on the wrong road because of this incident, and sometimes you will come back from the wrong road, just like taking a detour. Like a circle.

This summer, when I sat in front of the piano bench again and practiced hard for the exam, the memories of last year came flooding back.

Last summer, I only had a Level 5 piano certificate and was preparing to advance to Level 8 piano. I was full of confidence in myself. My mother constantly encouraged me and my teacher carefully tutored me.

I feel that I will be on a very safe path to take the exam.

In the first week after I got the music score, I practiced very hard, practicing over and over again. After each practice, I would take a pencil and carefully mark the "right part" on the music score. "Add a stroke to the word. When I returned to the piano, the teacher praised me: If you keep practicing like this, you will definitely pass level 8. I'm very happy because I got a good start and I'm going steadily on this road. My mother said to me: Practice hard. You must let those who think you are too ambitious see clearly that you can do it, but you are not too ambitious. I nodded seriously. I knew that this exam was different from the past! This year's tasks are heavier than before. In the next two weeks, I relied on this belief and practiced harder. Seeing more and more "positive" characters on the score, my mother felt very relieved: I was very proud and did not embarrass her. After three weeks of hard practice, I can play the exam repertoire very well, and the next step is to practice speed. I have successfully walked half of this road, and victory is getting closer and closer to me.

Perhaps it was too much homework, or perhaps the temporary success numbed my mind. I began to relax, the time I spent practicing piano was shortened a lot, and the increase in the number of "正" characters began to slow down. . I didn't warn myself, my mother didn't notice this situation, and the teacher praised me for playing well as always. I was completely dazzled by the teacher's praise, and I became even more lazy. Since my homework was almost finished, I started playing computer games that I had not seen for a long time, and read books that my father called "a waste of time." The teacher finally noticed that my progress was getting smaller and smaller. He issued a warning to me: If you continue like this, the eighth-level certificate will be far away from you. My mother's face turned a little pale. She was worried about me. I became nervous and found that I had gone too far on the road to exams and had gone astray. I tried to get myself back from the side road, so I started practicing nervously again. One week before the exam, the teacher told me: You are hovering on the passing line now. If you take a few more steps, you will succeed; if you stop, you will fail. I understand, I just made a detour from the side road, and I am still far away from victory. I didn’t say anything else in that class, I just carefully engraved what the teacher said into my mind bit by bit. The pen in my mother’s hand didn’t stop for a moment, and she quickly recorded it in the notebook, for fear that I wouldn’t be able to remember it. Live so many words. For the next week, I kept moving forward, moving forward, because I wanted to win.

Later, I reluctantly obtained the Grade 8 piano certificate, which taught me that I must walk a path conscientiously and carefully, and not go into useless forks; I must take the least path to win. Don't beat around the bush.

Hu Xinyi of Cunzhi Middle School

Comments

The author of this article took a unique approach and wrote about the "forks" on the road to "pursuing art", reflecting on a simple and thought-provoking story The truth: Laziness and complacency are the root causes of detours. Only by "recovering from the lost path" can we get on the right path. The true meaning of journey is so touchingly interpreted here, which makes people gain a lot of insights after reading it.

I remember reading such a story in a magazine: The hard-working paving workers were paving a long and lonely road, facing thousands of mountains and valleys indifferently; originally, the stars and the moon were shining brightly. The dull paving stones were not impressed. So the guide said to them: "It's too dead and silent." Later, the workers came up with a lively method - while paving the road, they sow flower seeds on both sides of the road, so that every trace of footwork passing by They were all covered with fragrance. Later, when the road was paved, when people walked, they were fascinated by the flowers and plants on both sides.

After reading this story, I had great feelings and thought: Isn’t this the way life is? On this long road of life, we will encounter many setbacks, sorrows, and even sorrows, but as long as we are not overwhelmed by these difficulties, face them rationally, and try our best to find the secret of happiness, we can create beautiful things. future. Nine times out of ten, the problem with unsatisfactory things in life lies in how you face these unsatisfactory things and how you sow seeds around them to make them bloom all the way.

The journey of life is full of pressure and dangers, and some people are defeated and depressed for life; some people have experienced all kinds of hardships and passed through many worries in life, and can overcome all the dangers and obstacles, and finally Reaching your goal is a successful state of life.

So, even if the lonely mentality is put aside in the hustle and bustle, it will still be full of indifference; even if the burning love is drifted to a desert island, it will not feel lonely. Friends, let us be ready to spread on this long road. Pockets of flower seeds so that even in the worst moments of life, flowers can still smell pleasant!