Many students always get stuck when writing essays. That's because there is no good method. Now I will share my method, hoping it will be helpful to the students.

1. Good articles come from life. Write about what you see and hear; write about your personal experience; write about your true feelings. Only such articles will be vivid and touching. Let me see (Example 1)

There are many festivals throughout the year. Such as: the traditional Spring Festival, the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, Women's Day on March 8th, Labor Day on May 1st, the Dragon Boat Festival for eating rice dumplings, Children's Day on June 1st... There are so many festivals, but I like "Juneday" the most Children's Day, because this is our own holiday.

On June 1st, colorful flags were flying on the campus, and colorful balloons and ribbons were hung all over the classrooms and windowsills. The students put on neat school uniforms and bright red scarves. Many students put on various performance costumes and happily waited for the performance. The campus was filled with a festive atmosphere.

The "June 1" Children's Day theatrical performance was held grandly in the school playground. The playground was filled with teachers, classmates and parents who came to watch. The school selects the best programs from each grade and performs them on June 1st. Our class chorus "Chinese Youth" was selected. The teachers and students in the class were both happy and excited!

The performance started, first was the performance of the lower grades, and the performance was really colorful. Our class was the last one to perform on stage. All the students were very excited and nervous. We stood on the stage and used the loudest and most passionate singing to sing the lofty ideals of strong young people making China strong and young people prospering and the country prospering. As soon as the performance ended, a burst of warm applause broke out from the audience.

The chorus performance of our class was a success! The teachers and classmates were filled with joy. I had such a great time on the cheerful Children's Day, which is the most unforgettable festival for me throughout the year.

2. Read more, read carefully, and learn to learn from others. Learn to accumulate good articles, good words, and good sentences. (Example 2)

There are many things in my mind, many of which have been blurred by the running water of time, but there is one thing that I can never forget.

It happened for a long time. Once, my pen disappeared. I hurriedly rummaged through my schoolbag, but I still couldn’t find it. Suddenly I thought that my deskmate Li Xin was a little strange today. I stopped playing with my classmates after class and stayed on the table all day, as if I had something on my mind. Could it be that he had a guilty conscience? So I said to him, "Li Xin, did you take my pen?" "I didn't," he said aggrievedly. I paused and said, "Then open the pencil case and let me take a look." "I didn't take it. Why should I open it." He was a little angry. Okay, if the soft one doesn't work, then try the hard one. I grabbed the pen box and opened it. Sure enough, there was a pen exactly like mine inside. "Oh, you stole the pen and you still refuse to admit it." Li Xin hurriedly grabbed the pen and said anxiously: "This is mine. Give it back to me. I just bought the pen yesterday!" "Oh? What a coincidence. ?” I didn’t believe what he said at all. "Look, students, there is a thief in our class!" The students turned their heads in surprise and looked at Li Xin and the pen. Some students also began to accuse Li Xin. Li Xin cried aggrievedly and ran away. Arriving at the playground, a man squatted helplessly under a tree.

After school in the afternoon, I came home and quickly saw my pen on the table. I seemed to understand something and felt an unprecedented uncomfortable feeling in my heart, thinking about Li Xin. My heart fell to the bottom when I felt helpless and aggrieved when I and my classmates criticized me, and when I squatted alone under a tree and cried sadly.

The next day, I decided to apologize to Li Xin. When class was about to start, Li Xin was sitting in his seat. I suddenly felt guilty. What else could I do? Maybe apologize to him. I can feel better if I get his forgiveness. So, I returned the pen to Li Xin, and then summoned up the courage to say to Li Xin, Li Xin, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you yesterday, please forgive me. "He looked at me, and there were tears in my sincere eyes. He said, "It doesn't matter, you don't care too much, we are still good friends. "At this time, I truly realized Li Xin's tolerance and kindness.

After this incident, I understood that before we understand the matter, we should not doubt the person's responsibility, which will make us lose. More friends.

Learn to quote famous quotes and immortal poems to make your articles more convincing (Example 3)

Everything in life. , stumbling, scene after scene... I believe there are things worth remembering and touching... Walk into the corridor of time, flip through the photo album of life, and relive the moments that moved me...

The long story The road of life is bumpy and difficult. There are too many things to count in the sky, but the thing I will never forget is the dark clouds one summer. It was densely covered, and the cicadas chirped extremely loudly. The whole city seemed to be immersed in darkness. I sat by the window, looking at the few remaining lights outside the window, and I became worried: It was going to rain, and I couldn't go home.

As a crisp bell rang, it heralded the end of the day's classes, but at this time, some people were happy and some were sad.

I stood at the top of the stairs, watching classmates one after another hurried away following the footsteps of their parents. I felt the cold touch of the falling raindrops hitting my body. I felt depressed and sad in my heart, and I kept cursing God in my heart. . At this time, a touch of warmth climbed onto my shoulders, and I discovered that a classmate had not left yet. He was putting his hand on my shoulder and holding an umbrella in the other, saying to me: "Let me give you a ride." An inexplicable emotion was tumbling in my heart, because I knew that her family and I were almost completely opposite. The dense rain is like broken beads, weaving transparent rain curtains one after another. The umbrella, which was originally quite small, became even smaller with my arrival. I hid under her umbrella, sniffing her slightly fragrant hair, and watching her other shoulder look even thinner under the ruthless beating of the rain. I felt infinitely moved in my heart.

The road of several hundred meters seemed as long as a century. I stood at the entrance of the stairs, and the sky seemed to be clearing up. My eyes were fascinated by the figure that was getting away, forming the most beautiful picture.

Even if time flies, even if the seasons keep changing, the picture fixed in my memory will always warm my heart. Hold a cup of fragrant tea, linger for a while, pick up the warmth of memory, hide it in the gaps of this winter, and melt the coldness of the years. My heart always carries a touch of willow color, silently guarding the depths of the world, just waiting for the next spring in my life to bloom.

Those moments, I will feel like now, and people will be deeply trapped in that touching net...touching the softest corner of my heart, and bringing back endless memories...