Please write an article about 600 words on the road.
guide
"All roads lead to Rome" means that all roads lead to Rome, and so does the proposition of "road". Writers can write narratives, expositions and argumentations. Many expressions can be used in this article, and there are also many excellent works.
To make the article brilliant, we should pay attention to the following two points in writing:
First of all, we should be able to capture the proposition that the topic implies "Tao" We can not only write down the real road, such as the glitz at the beginning of Nanjing Road, the changes of the road, but also write down the road of life, such as "No name on the list, there is a road under my feet" and "I learned to walk" ... In short, we should take the original meaning, extended meaning and comparison of "road"
Secondly, on the topic of "Road", there must be innovative compositions, which must be outstanding, embody the spirit and mind of "Road" and highlight the significance of "Road", which is of great significance to nature, life and society.
Examples and notes
Looking at the narrow alley in front of the door, I can't help but think of that rainy night.
"DuDu-DuDu", the sound of crutches, not far ahead, there is a young man with a disabled right leg, leaning on crutches, supporting his thin body, his crutch head gently touching the ground and walking in a hurry.
It's cloudy. It looks like rain. "A person at dusk, windy and rainy." Poetry contains sorrow, and people are full of sorrow. Silently, I am afraid to move forward. Hey, I failed the exam again. How can I see my parents who are looking forward to their daughters at home again?
"Ouch" slipped and I fell to the ground.
When I got up, the young man on crutches had come to my side.
"It's hard to go, it's hard to go. There are many roads, is it safe now? " My eyebrows are low and black.
"Oh, really, little sister, why don't you read the next sentence:' One day, I will sail straight and cross the deep sea.' "I looked up in surprise and saw his thoughtful eyes staring at me firmly. The staff is full, steady and powerful. ...
I stood in situ and looked down, and finally understood that life is wonderful because of choice. Although there are troubles, bumps and setbacks in my growth, I will not be troubled by setbacks, nor will I be troubled by troubles.
I accidentally read the article "A Female Reporter's Vision" in the newspaper, and my heart moved. "Iron shoulders bear morality and write articles skillfully." From then on, a blue literary dream rose in my heart.
I devoted myself to the vast literary world. With the passage of time, I gradually understood the graceful Li Qingzhao, the bold Li Bai, the feminine Zhu Ziqing, the sharpness of Lu Xun and the harmony of Mark Twain, and a blue literary dream rose in my heart.
That night, I had a dream. In the dream, I took my luggage and set foot on the road alone, just like the "ugly duckling" saw the birds flying freely and longed to go to a place called "ideal road" to run all the way to the sun. The brilliant light blocked my progress, and I was not discouraged. I took my figure on the road again, swimming like a fish and sneaking around. The place I want to go is called the future. Rainbow all the way, the peak blocked my way ... so I flew towards the goal again, repeated several times, and finally flew into the blue sky. I'm singing, flying higher and higher. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and I almost fell to the ground. The storm made my wings ache, and I struggled to win and eventually became the winner.
From then on, there was a dashing girl on the playground, a girl laughing during recess, and a corner of the library was full of me copying and writing all day.
The blue literary dream has become my heartfelt expectation, and the beautiful notebook has become my best training ground. Late at night, cicada fell asleep. It is the pen in my hand that keeps creaking in the orange light. Xiangming has sacrificed himself, and I am still trudging stubbornly, allowing mosquitoes to wreak havoc. In winter, the cold winter wind roared into the window, and my feet were numb. I stood up and stamped my feet, my hands red with cold. I put them in my mouth, and the hot water bottle had already become an ice bag and was thrown aside. There are a series of famous books piled on the cupboard beside the table, such as A Dream of Red Mansions, The Water Margin and How Steel was Tempered.
I dedicated my dreams of 14 years old, 15 years old and 16 years old to literature. I want to knock on the door of the literature museum. I want to write about my peers with my immature and persistent words, so that people can know that fiery and pure, thoughtful and persistent youth.
Release myself, release my mind and fly to my dream place. ...
Gu Jing from Tieling Middle School.
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Mr. Lu Xun's famous saying: "Hope is nothing, nothing." It's like a road on the ground. In fact, there is no road on the ground. If there are many people walking, it will become a road. "It is along this track that the author wrote his tender age and was full of golden vision on the road of literature. At the same time, he learned to get out of the shadows, study tirelessly, sit on famous books and knock on the door of literature hall.
The whole article has a novel structure. The thinking is broadened, the quotation of ancient poetry adds a sense of color to the language, and the lines are full of vitality.
This is a wide and unusual road. The other side of the road leads to the ideal future.
However, in the past, this road locked the wishes of people in this village.
In the past, the predecessors left a narrow path for the villagers. Because it is narrow, many people can only squeeze through; Because it is a dirt road, when it is sunny, stepping on it almost covers the shoes; On rainy days, the roads are slippery and the soil accumulates, and passers-by often fall into clay figurines.
The villagers shuttled on this road day and night. This road is too bad, but no one thought of repairing it.
However, on a drizzly morning, everything changed. ...
It's very cold in winter morning. A cold wind blew; It's like cutting your face with a knife. Not far away, you seem to hear the sound of knocking on a stone.
"Bang-bang-bang-"There was another knock at the door, so crisp and powerful. People leaned out from the warm bed and listened to the crisp knock on the door. Other villagers got out of bed to see what had happened.
As the sound approaches, four college students in the village are braving the wind and rain to build roads. Judging from their ferocity, they are not much worse than those farmers who have cultivated land for many years. Although their strength is small, they are convinced; Jingwei can fill the sea, so they can fill the road! It takes a winter vacation to build this road. The villagers seem to be moved by this unusual spirit, and they go home to get tools and consciously join the ranks of road construction. ...
As a result, a wide and smooth road appeared in front of people. Although there is no asphalt road in the city, it is the crystallization of four college students' spirit and people's sweat. This is a pioneering road that will lead people to a better tomorrow!
Zhu Yunfei Cunzhi High School
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This article profoundly reveals that knowledge is the power to get rid of poverty and become rich in the era of reform and opening up. It can be seen that young authors care about the reform upsurge outside the window and capture social hotspots.
It is not easy to change the fate of "Road". The worship of traditional ideas makes the "path" alive, and the feat of college students makes the path look brand-new. Young writers pay great attention to praising the spirit of college students, comparing with the awakening of villagers, and think that civilized innovation is an important condition for "sincere pursuit and opening the stone"
The whole story overcomes the slow rhythm of ordinary students' narration and tends to the fast rhythm of prose. This should be a reference for candidates.
Life is like a road, and everything is like a crossroads. I accidentally went the wrong way, but sometimes I came back from the crooked road, just like walking around.
This summer, when I sat in front of the piano bench again and practiced hard for the exam, memories of last year poured out.
Last summer vacation, I only had a Grade 5 piano certificate, and I was going to March into Grade 8 piano. I am full of confidence in myself. My mother has been encouraging me, and my teacher has been tutoring me seriously. I think I will take the road of grading examination very steadily.
In the first week after I got the score, I practiced very hard and practiced over and over again. After each exercise, I will pick up a pencil and add a note to the music carefully. Back on the piano, the teacher praised me: if you practice like this, you will definitely get the Band 8 exam. I am very happy, because I had a good start, and I walked steadily on this road. My mother said to me: Practice hard. You should show those who think your goal is too high to see clearly that you can do it. Your goal is not too high. I nodded seriously, I know, this exam is different from before! This year's task is heavier than before. In the next two weeks, relying on this belief, I practiced harder and watched more and more "positive" words on the music score. My mother felt very pleased: I was successful and didn't embarrass her. After three weeks of hard training, I have been able to play the music of the entrance examination well, and then I have to practice my speed. I have successfully walked halfway on this road, and the victory is getting closer and closer to me.
Maybe it's too much homework, or maybe temporary success paralyzed my mind. I began to relax myself, shortened the time of practicing the piano a lot, and the increase of the word "positive" 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 carried away by the teacher's praise and became more lazy. As my homework was almost finished, I played a long-lost computer game and read a book that my father called "a waste of time". The teacher finally found that my progress was getting smaller and smaller. He warned me: If this continues, the TEM8 certificate will be far away from you. Mom looks a little pale and worried about me. I became nervous, and I found that I had gone far and embarked on a fork in the road. I tried to pull myself back from the fork in the road, so I started practicing nervously again. A week before the middle school entrance examination, the teacher told me: you are now wandering on the passing score line. Take a few more steps and you will succeed; If you stop, you will fail. I see, I just got back from the fork in the road, and I'm still far from winning. I didn't say anything in that class, but carefully engraved the teacher's concerns in my mind. The pen in my mother's hand didn't stop for a moment, so she quickly recorded in the notebook, for fear that she couldn't remember so many words. For the next week, I kept going on the road because I wanted to win.
Later, I finally got the piano band 8 certificate, which made me understand that I should take a serious and careful road and not go to a useless fork in the road; Take the least way to win, don't beat around the bush.
Hu Xinyi Cunzhi High School
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In this paper, the author wrote a "fork" on the road of "seeking art" in a unique way, and reflected on a simple and intriguing truth: slackness and complacency are the root of detours, and "going back after getting lost" can take the right path. The true meaning of walking is so touching here that people feel a lot after reading it.
I remember reading a story in a magazine: hardworking pavers are paving a long and lonely road, facing Qian Shan Wangu coldly; It turns out that the moon and stars have never touched those plain paving stones. So the guide said to them, "It's too dead and too heavy." Later, the workers came up with a dynamic method-planting flowers on both sides of the road while paving the road, so that every passing rail was covered with fragrance. After the road was paved, people were fascinated by the flowers and plants on both sides.
After reading this story, I am very touched and thoughtful: isn't the road of life the same? On the long road of life, we will encounter many setbacks, sadness and even sadness, but as long as we are not overwhelmed by these difficulties, we will face them rationally and try to find the secret of happiness, and we will create a bright future. Nine times out of ten, the problem in life is how to face these disappointments and how to plant seeds around them to make them fragrance all the way.
The journey of life is full of pressure and danger, and some people are defeated and lonely all their lives; Some people have experienced all kinds of hardships, crossed many hardships in life, and can overcome all obstacles and finally achieve their goals. This is a successful realm of life.
Therefore, even if loneliness is put aside in the hustle and bustle, it is full of indifference; Even if the burning love drifts to a desert island, it will not feel lonely. Friends, let's prepare the pockets for spreading flowers on this long road, so that flowers can be pleasant in the worst time of life!