1. Chinese homework: copy 3 essays (original texts required)

Original text: The east wind is coming, and spring is approaching.

Everything looked like he had just woken up, and he opened his eyes happily. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing.

The grass secretly emerges from the earth, tender and green. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them. Sit down, lie down, roll a few times, kick a few balls, race a few times, play hide-and-seek a few times. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don’t let me, I won’t let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. The flowers are sweet; when you close your eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass like eyes and stars, and they are blinking.

"The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", not bad, it feels like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind carries the smell of newly turned earth, mixed with the smell of grass, and the smell of various flowers. The fragrance is brewing in the slightly moist air. The birds settled their nests among the flowers and leaves, became happy, and showed off their clear singing voices to their friends, singing melodious tunes that echoed with the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back was also playing loudly all day long.

Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days. Don't be upset. Look, it looks like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof of the house. The leaves are so green that it shines, and the grass is so green that it irritates your eyes. In the evening, the lights were turned on, and a little yellow light created a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on small roads and beside stone bridges, there are people walking slowly holding umbrellas, and there are farmers working in the fields, wearing straw hats and hats. Their houses are sparse and silent in the rain.

There are gradually more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In the city and countryside, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if they were rushing to go. Rejuvenate your muscles and bones, rouse yourself, and do your respective things. "The plan for a year lies in spring." At the beginning, there is a lot of time and a lot of hope.

Spring is like a baby that just landed, it is new from head to toe and it is growing.

Spring is like a little girl, full of flowers and walking with a smile.

Spring is like a strong young man with iron-like arms, waist and feet, leading us forward.

Autumn - imitation of Zhu Ziqing's <>; Looking forward to, looking forward to, the autumn wind is coming, the footsteps of autumn are approaching. Everything shows the joy of harvest. The apples are ripe, the sorghum is It's red, and the banana is golden. . The grass put on a golden coat and danced gracefully in the refreshing autumn wind. Looking at it, it looked like a golden carpet. Sitting or lying down, it gave people an indescribable comfort. In the orchard The fruit trees are full of fruits, such as bright red apples, yellow pears, and pomegranates as crystal as pearls, hanging heavily on the branches. Looking at these sweet and attractive fruits, one seems to see the simple smiling faces of the farmers and the hard-working people. Look. "Parking *** It's late in the maple forest, and the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers." The leaves in autumn also have their own charm. The fiery red maple leaves, the orange-yellow sycamores, and the pines and cypresses that are still full of green leaves form a colorful scene. Picture scrolls. Some are singing "rustling" on the trees, some are dancing in the air with the autumn wind, and some are "visiting" at the homes of younger siblings. . The sun is no longer dazzling and has become softer, the sky is higher and bluer, and the clouds are light and white. The cool autumn wind is blowing, carrying the fragrance of various fruits and the joy of farmers' harvest. The autumn wind blows through every sweet fruit, Brush past the smiling faces and every leaf that wants to dance. .

The rain keeps falling, the crops in the farmland are blooming with joy, the fruits in the orchard are blushing, and the grass on the ground is bending with laughter. There are more fruits in the market, and people's hearts are broad. Get up. The fruit farmers are busy picking fruits, busy picking the fruits of their labor, and joy is overflowing in everyone's heart. Autumn is like a song, which can't sing the joy of harvest. Autumn is like a painting, which can't finish the variety. The color of autumn. Autumn is like a poem, which cannot sing enough in people's hearts. 2. The Chinese teacher assigned an assignment: write a bright beginning and end of the composition. What does this mean?

1. Beginning: through The pupils of history, let dignity whisper to you, tell the immortal spirit in the dusty memory, tell every touch, tell every true feeling, tell the unfailing dignity behind history. Ending: stand in history and listen to the humility of dignity. The complaint finally made it clear: in the biting wind, what does not fall is the flag in the hands of the soldiers; in the ice and snow, what does not freeze is the patriotic heart; in the billowing black smoke, what does not change is the peace and dignity of the people of the world! Comment: At the beginning, the unique perspective of the pupil of history is used to point out dignity, and the three parallels are very powerful; at the end, it rises from the individual warrior to the country and then to the world, sublimating the theme. 2. Beginning: God gave us eyes. , feel the light; have ears, listen to beautiful sounds; have a mouth, pour out the love in the heart; have a heart, feel the warmth and coldness of the world. God also gave us thinking, but did not tell us What is love! Ending: Although God did not tell us what love is, he gave us the ability to prove love. Comment: First, write everything God has given us, but did not tell us what love is, to attract readers to continue reading; at the end, write what God has given us. It emphasizes our ability to interpret love, and then clicks on the topic to highlight that love is around us, we have love, even if God does not give it to us, we will use actions to prove it. 3. Beginning: Gu Long once said: You can cope with everything with a smile. Expressions - indifference, enthusiasm, ridicule, hatred, care, success, failure... Indeed, smiling can solve all difficulties. Smiling is a force that inspires people to succeed. Ending: In smiling, take courage, Face setbacks; with a smile, strengthen your confidence and overcome difficulties; with a smile, extend a friendly hand to help others; with a smile, work hard and surpass yourself. With a smile, is it still difficult to succeed? Comment: At the beginning, I quoted Gu Long and wrote about the influence of smile. At the end, I used parallelism to say that if you face difficulties with a smile, you will overcome all difficulties. I also modified Shelley's famous saying and wrote, "With a smile, success is still difficult. ” It highlights the theme without losing the humor. 4. Beginning: When autumn sends away the last affectionate red leaves, when winter fades the gorgeous silver, I count the palm prints of time... Ending: Go After 2008, what I gained is a joy and a maturity. Comment: The beginning and end are very concise, and the palm prints of time are used to pave the way very artistically, and the beginning and end are very coordinated. 5. Beginning: How can he sweep the world if he does not sweep a house? ? Those who don't stick to "minor details" are good at going their own way or being self-centered, so that the ladder of cheerfulness is suspected of being built on other people's walls. If they are not careful, small "flaws" will cover up big "jades"; and great people The reason why people become great is not because they are born, but because they pay attention to details. Ending: A drop of water can see the sun, and a glimpse of a spot can reveal the whole leopard. Small details are equivalent to test strips, which can measure a person's quality and realm. Your words and deeds, Every move can become a radical of fate. Comment: It can be drawn from the beginning and the end, and the literary skills are very deep. Use sweep a house, sweep the world, and write down the details to determine success or failure. Writing details at the end is a very radical radical for fate. Appropriate, relevant. 6. Beginning: Growth is the path that people must take in life, leading to maturity and success; growth is a colorful dream, so beautiful and real; growth is like various dishes on the table There are all kinds of styles, sweet, sour, bitter and spicy; growth is the tears of pain, but also the sweetness of success for the first time. Ending: The road is at our feet, our only choice is to go on, just like when we grew from babies to ourselves now Same. Let us take steps to grow! Comment: The beginning is a parallel paragraph, the metaphor is vivid and thought-provoking; the ending is very appealing, calling us to take the steps of growth and walk out of a vast sea and sky of our own. 7. Beginning: "I am in my mother's arms, my mother is in the boat ", the boat is in the moonlit sea." There is a harsh atmosphere in the light, this is the love my mother gave me. Ending: Unfold the long scroll of history, stir up the smoke and dust of history, and interpret the lingering love of mother. At that time, the wandering soul found A home to live in... Comment: Opening point

In the title, write about the maternal love I have. At the end, use three verbs to write about the long and lingering maternal love, which is the support and sustenance of the soul. 8. Beginning: After the wind and rain, the sky and water will be the same color with gulls flying and fish swimming; Walking out of the thorns , in front of you is a broad road covered with flowers; when you climb to the top of the mountain, you can see the green and cloudy sky at your feet. Ending: In this world, if one star falls, it will not dim the starry sky; if one flower withers, it will not make the entire spring barren. .You must try your best to get through every hurdle in life. No matter what difficulties you encounter, never give up! Comment: Use the wind and rain first to see the beautiful scenery, the thorns to see the road, the mountains to climb, and setbacks are the alchemy stone of success. At the end, as long as you can withstand the test of difficulties, don't give up easily. 9. Beginning: Love is the wind, "It is good to be poor and hear the wind." Love is the rain, "the peony contains spring tears". Love is the soil, you can dig out a handful by leaning down, and there is no soil that does not contain the ancestors' What about the blood, sweat and green dreams of future people? Love is a cloud, and you can see it when you look up. Which cloud has not contained the yearning of children and the memories of the elderly? Ending: Because of love, we are grateful; because of love, we are full of sorrow and indignation; because of love, we are willing to live indifferent and peaceful days; and because of love, we dare to fight with iron horses and return with corpses wrapped in horse leather. Life that endures humiliation and burden is love; life is awe-inspiring and righteous. Death, death is love; live refreshingly, seriously, and living is not love! Comment: Both the beginning and the end use parallel paragraphs, which are very rhythmic. The metaphor at the beginning is very vivid and appropriate; the love of life and death is used at the end to show that living seriously is not a kind of love for life! 10. Beginning: The lavender wind chime hangs in front of my window, gently pulling out a clear and clear sound like the sound of nature. It fills the whole room and brings my thoughts to a light and wonderful place. Past events are like this. The clear water flows quietly there. Ending: There is another gust of breeze, and the wind chimes jingle. I nod and think, sweetness is in the distance. Comment: The beginning and the end are both beautiful and artistic. The sound of the wind chimes pulls my beautiful heart My thoughts fell into deep memories, and the ending echoed the beginning, and I used the wind chime again to continue the sweet memories. I don’t know if it will be useful to you, but I tried my best. I have excerpted the beginning and the end, with some modifications. I hope it will be helpful to you. 3. Chinese homework in my eyes Composition

Chinese in my eyes is an indispensable subject for us. Today, let me introduce to you ‘Chinese in My Eyes’!

In my eyes, Chinese is the teacher leading us into a wide ocean. When I was getting ready to set off, I saw the endless sea, with layers of snow-white waves rising up from the sea, as if telling me mysteries...

In the sea, there was a group of lovely fish playing, thousands of years old. The old turtle told me magical stories one after another. There, I can see beautiful corals, green seaweed, and even dance with jellyfish!

Look, the ferocious sharks are racing! The clownfish seems to be looking for something in the sea, which arouses my desire to explore. Even past the interesting ‘amusement park’.

In fact, Chinese language is an active thinking process. We swim and have close contact in the ocean of knowledge. Through the study of Chinese, we have seen the world in all its forms and understood the true meaning of life.

Chinese is both poetry and song.

As long as you are good at exploring, you can discover the mysteries of Chinese language! 4. Chinese homework, composition

Winter came very suddenly. The gorgeous sunshine a few days ago still made people’s faces itch. The peaks stained with red and yellow colors set off against the blue sky, which was very... nice.

The girls in the small town are still showing off their youthful fashion, but winter is approaching with an irreversible attitude. In just a few gloomy days, the sound of winter's footsteps soon reached the door of my house.

The bustling city seemed to be frozen in an instant. There were fewer and fewer people riding bicycles. Pedestrians were walking in a hurry with their hands in their pockets, their chins in their mouths and their heads lowered. , and the usually spacious tour bus was suddenly filled to the brim with people wrapped up tightly. The tall plane trees on both sides of the street were stripped of their white skin.

A few remaining leaves on the street were soaked in red and swollen by the rain, hanging silently on the branches.

A couple hugged each other gently next to the bus shelter. The girl's hands were quietly inserted into the pockets of the boy's cotton coat. The boy was strong against the biting north wind with his back. Winter nights are dark and long, even in the bustling streets. On the street, everyone has a long face with each other.

The passing cars divide the flow of people back and forth, and the short distance is separated by the torrent of steel and cold machinery. A city with hundreds of thousands of residents does not have a festive atmosphere where people are jostling each other and people are excited.

On the contrary, there is a certain desolation hidden behind everyone. The luxurious streets are paved with smooth ceramic tiles, and the flashing neon lights show off the splendor of the modern city to the passing crowds, while the beggars lying or lying in dark corners and on the cold steps seem to be saying something to the people in a hurry.

Winter mornings Winter mornings are beautiful. If you don’t believe it, please take a look - every morning when I open the door and go out, the biting cold wind blows and hits me from time to time. And, occasionally, naughty little snowflakes will fall down like a dance.

There are all kinds of hexagonal snowflakes: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like scraps of paper... They are really beautiful. When it falls on the ground, it seems to be covered with a thick blanket; when it falls on a tree, it is like being dressed in silver; when it falls on a car, it is like a freshly baked cream cake.

This beautiful snow scene immerses people in the fresh air. Everywhere is covered in silver, so beautiful.

However, what makes people feel the breath of winter first at home is the ice flowers on the windows. Some are like forests and full of mystery; some are like creeks, as if they are quietly Flowing; some are like Santa Claus, seeming to come to deliver gifts to people... Miss Winter is so ingenious! In the club, it was even more crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton clothes, like cotton bags.

They performed morning exercises accompanied by beautiful music. The artificial lake was covered with a thick layer of ice. Some naughty little students were playing and playing on the lake, and bursts of laughter could be heard from the lake from time to time.

… Winter is very cold. To be honest, I don't want it to come, but when it comes, I feel strange.

Ah, I love winter, because in winter, "the strong wind knows the strength of the grass", and I love its character. The history and gossip of Three Lanes and Seven Alleys - the private narrative of a non-famous archaeologist. If in winter On the street, I met a traveler holding a map of Fuzhou and asked me which place in the city was most worth visiting. I will not hesitate, oh, no, maybe I will hesitate, but after a maximum of three seconds of hesitation, I will eventually tell him: Three Lanes and Seven Alleys.

Maybe you are a person who knows nothing about Three Lanes and Seven Alleys. After listening to what I said above, you went to the Internet to search for an introduction to Three Lanes and Seven Alleys. You will probably see the following rhetoric: Three Lanes and Seven Alleys is the main symbol of Fuzhou, a national historical and cultural city.

Three Lanes and Seven Alleys is located in the west of the "817" North Road in the ancient city of Fuzhou, with the South Back Street running through it from north to south as the axis, and the Chengfang in the West Lane in the east, from north to south. Arranged in sequence. From north to south, the "three lanes" are: Yijin Lane, Wenru Lane, and Guanglu Lane. The "seven lanes" are: Yangqiao Lane, Langguan Lane, Ta Lane, Huang Lane, Anmin Lane, Gong Lane, and Ji. She Lane.

Fangxiang preserves a large number of former residences of celebrities, residential buildings and courtyard gardens from the Ming Dynasty to the Republic of China. With its exquisite materials, exquisite craftsmanship and rigorous layout, it has the reputation of being an architectural museum of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

After reading this, do you suddenly have a strong desire to visit the Three Lanes and Seven Alleys? Well, I guess, it should be - forget it, I won't guess anymore, anyway, if you ask me, I don't know how. Hey, okay then, let me find the moldy green copper incense burner that was unearthed by archeology in a forgotten year, light a burner of agarwood chips, and give you some historical fragments of 8183 Lanes and 7 Lanes. Does it arouse some interest in you?

To talk about the Three Lanes and Seven Alleys, we undoubtedly have to start with Huangchao. All books about the history of Three Lanes and Seven Alleys will mention that in 879 AD, which was the sixth year of Qianfu in the Tang Dynasty, Huang Chaohuang, a former private salt dealer who was famous all over the country, wrote the touching poem "The city is full of golden armor" The general led his invincible army of 100,000 people southward and passed Fuzhou along the way.

After Huang Chao entered the city, he burned down the houses and killed many people. When I passed the home of Huang Pu, the school secretary of Chongwen Hall, he ordered: "This Confucian scholar will not burn his torch if he destroys it.

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And a notice to calm the people was posted at an adjacent alley, asking the people not to panic. This legend is undoubtedly beautiful.

However, if you want to be more serious, you will find that first of all, Huang Pu won the Jinshi title 12 years later, in 891, and became the school secretary of Chongwen Hall three years later. In other words, when Huang Chao arrived in Fuzhou, Huang Pucai was only a 28-year-old scholar.

Secondly, it was not until 901, 22 years later, when Wang Shenzhi built Luocheng that the three lanes and seven lanes area was surrounded by the city for the first time as the city expanded southward. It is difficult to imagine that in ancient times without network communication, The reputation of a young scholar who lives in the second and third-level areas of the "urban-rural fringe" and has not yet achieved fame will reach the ears of a distant Shandong native and make him admire him so much that he is so full of murderous intent. However, as the saying goes: What do the small mistakes of decades count in history (Chivas Regal also contributed to this sentence)? It's like the slogans used by real estate developers when launching real estate projects. Same, what does it matter if it is true or not? The key is that after this legend spread, the concept of this place with excellent feng shui, auspicious stars, invulnerability, and IKEA rooms became popular.

< p> In addition, with the continuous expansion of the city to the south, starting from the construction of Luocheng by Wang Shenzhi 22 years later, the three lanes and seven lanes suddenly changed from the urban-rural fringe. 5. "Ideal Chinese Assignment" Topic Essay< /p>

There are many worries on the way to growing up

"A little boy rarely has worries, he is carefree and happy..." Whenever I hear third grade children singing this song, I feel like It's always sour...

When I was young, I wanted to grow up, because when I grow up, I can do many things I want to do without having to carry my mother's nagging and father's scolding.

But when I grew up, I had a lot of troubles. When I came home every day, I was confused by a lot of homework. I had to write and write. But I finished my homework today, and there will be more tomorrow. It seems that I will never finish it. I have been studying hard all day at school, and the teacher is urging me. Although I take studying very seriously, in fact, I hate studying, and it is boring to me. , boring, miserable.

I try to be a good child, but my parents say that I have to do the same when I grow up. I am in my third year of junior high school and I am facing the city-wide unified examination. The burden is heavy and it is so competitive. What should I do if I don’t do well? I worry about it every day, forcing me to do more AB papers and tutorials. Oh, it’s so boring. , I have no fun at all! After school, I don’t dare to play or read my favorite books. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to finish my homework. I can only keep my pen squirming on the notebook. When the lights come on, I Riding my bicycle on the way home, the classes gradually became more and more heavy. Whenever I went home to review, I really didn’t know which subject to review, Chinese or mathematics? Or English? Or...

How I wish I had time to play! Playing badminton and watching TV for a while are probably my greatest enjoyments. Whenever I see a large group of children jumping around, I want to mingle with them! But while I was playing, I thought of my poor homework again, and ended up not being in the mood to play again. How I want to go back to my childhood, throw away those endless worries, and be a carefree child again