Writing an essay using soil as material

1. An essay on the topic of "soil"

Because of the soil, we have dense forests, which provide us with shelter from wind and rain. This is our home for survival. Because of the soil, all our seeds can be sown, giving us enough food, which is what we rely on for survival.

Approach the soil with a normal mood and feel the soil. The soil is very ordinary, and the ordinary makes us not take it seriously. The dust comes and the dust goes.

The moment we approach the soil, it is destined to be our eternity. We emerge from the soil and grow from the soil. The soil is our initial starting point and our final destination.

Clay is our supreme mother. The dirt is sacred.

The hand of fate passes through the soil and casts a permanent pottery pot. After being calcined by earth fire and baptized by the years, it becomes the means for us to draw water. Clay pots are filled with the water we need to survive and are our source of life.

Mud is our life. Those green bricks made of black, yellow, white and other clays built the towering Great Wall with eternal faith. This is our strong backbone.

Without soil, there would be nothing we have. I have always had an admiration for soil.

When I left the countryside and the dirt and walked into the city, I felt inexplicably melancholy. I always miss the soil in the countryside and the folks who are still working in the soil.

My father has been dealing with soil all his life. He knows soil best, as well as its connotation and temperament. He said that if a seed is sown into the soil, it will grow into a field of crops, and a field of crops can prosper our life.

Land is our food and clothing parent. My father, who was never very lyrical, always showed off his poetic feelings to us and showed off the shiny calluses on his hands.

He said that this was the mark left by the soil and the soil's confirmation of his true identity as a farmer. My father is as simple as clay.

Therefore, we always think that we are close to the soil and we respect the soil, which is our respect for our father and our respect for farmers. Only those who understand the soil know its needs.

Without soil, we will lose everything. We work day and night for the soil, and only the soil can satisfy our lifelong desires.

Soil is the focus of our lives. We need soil, we cannot live without soil.

Soil is our entire life. Soil is vital to us.

The most obvious example is soil. Soil is the foundation of the earth. What is the "earth" of "earth"? Soil! Soil is the source of our life. Without soil, there would be nothing that human beings need to survive: grains, vegetables, fruits, forests, grasses, flowers... Without soil, there would even be no human beings. Nuwa in ancient my country If the myth that humans were created from loess seems absurd, then the research results of American scientists at the end of the 20th century are hard to believe. Their research confirmed that human life does come from clay.

There is a fable about a diamond showing off its nobility to the soil, and the soil reminds the diamond: "If the whole world were made of diamonds instead of soil, I am afraid that people would have become extinct long ago, and maybe they would not appear at all." This is a truth that no one can deny.

The soil is the natural womb of the seed. Without this womb, no matter how bright the sun is, no matter how abundant the rain is, and no matter how tenacious the seeds are, they will not be able to germinate, grow roots, or sprout stems.

Some people praise the tenacious vitality of a small piece of grass or tree on the top of a cliff or tower, but they do not know that it is because of the dust that has been blown to the top of the cliff or tower by the wind for many years that it occasionally falls from the bird's mouth. The seeds are conceived. It was such a tiny bit of dirt, but with it, magic began to happen.

There is a very thought-provoking sentence in "The Gospel of John": "Unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies, it remains only one grain; but if it dies, it bears many grains." Wheat only has " Only by dying in the womb of soil can the sublimation and reproduction of life be realized.

Many times, I walked on the small road in my hometown and stared at the soil under the lush crops. I was amazed that such a simple and simple thing could nourish colorful and vigorous life year after year. I was moved, surprised, and an indescribable feeling of gratitude overflowed and surged in my chest like a rising tide. I really can’t understand why Confucius despised soil so much and why he said such stupid words as “a villain cherishes soil”.

Confucius was not the only one who had a disrespectful attitude toward soil. From the day when it unreservedly dedicates its love to mankind like a mother, the soil has been harmed by the unscrupulous sons of the earth.

There is a "Five Elements" theory in China. Among the five elements, earth becomes the object that is conquered by fire. Fire is the magician of earth and the enemy of earth.

Earth is burned by fire into various pottery, and the simple earth becomes practical products and works of art needed by human beings. The first clay pot in human history came out, and the tragedy of clay began.

People used clay to bake daily necessities, bricks and tiles, and even burial objects.

The Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses in Xi'an are called the eighth wonder of the world. In my opinion, this is not an artistic miracle, but a mass murder of soil. It is as cruel as burying thousands of living people with it.

I really don’t know how the evil of human nature can be related to art! After fire, modern science has become the natural enemy of soil. Science has borrowed the stupid hands of mankind to create industrial garbage and wastewater that can corrode and poison the soil around the world. All kinds of garbage can never be assimilated and changed by the soil, and release harmful elements. , wastewater, like leprosy virus and cancer cells, destroying the beautiful skin of the earth. We once shouted "conquer nature", and conquering nature means conquering soil to a large extent.

The greatest things are often despised and abused by people because of their simplicity and simplicity.

There is a "Five Elements" theory in China. Among the five elements, earth becomes the object that is conquered by fire. Fire is the magician of earth and the enemy of earth.

People use clay to bake daily necessities, bricks and tiles, and even burial objects. The Qin Terracotta Warriors and Horses in Xi'an are called the eighth wonder of the world. In my opinion, this is not an artistic miracle, but a mass murder of soil. It is as cruel as burying thousands of living people with it.

The results of the conquest were soil erosion, grassland desertification, and land alkalization... It is almost impossible to find a piece of land on the earth that has not been destroyed. The year before last, I was sitting in a car driving fast on the highway, sitting with a lawyer with a sense of worry. I looked out the window at the Zhuozuotong Mountains, the "concrete forests" at the end of the crop fields, and the smoky chimneys. Brick factory, he said worriedly: the land is decreasing day by day! Housing enclosure construction has gone out of control, and the area of ????three guarantees has shrunk sharply.

The remaining arable soil is gradually turning into kilns of solid red bricks. The country has long advocated burning hollow bricks, but who listens? It's a pity that when clay is burned into bricks, it cannot be turned back into clay again. There is less and less soil, how will our descendants survive? What he said made my heart ache.

Without soil, people are desolate.

When the British poet Yeats passed away, Auden called him a "guest of the soil" in his eulogy. This may be a distant myth in the future. If "soil" does not exist, what kind of "guest" can we talk about? It doesn’t matter that we die without a burial place. The question is how will our descendants survive? An essay from Uruguay describes this scene: On a hard wasteland, in order to plant a seed, the child's mouth was opened by his father, facing the wind, he used his tongue and throat to collect the dust flying in the wind, and then collected the insignificant dust. The dust spits into the stone pit... No matter what the meaning of the article is, we should regard it as a warning. If humans continue to harm the soil, the prospect is indeed terrible! Retreat your hands quickly, humans! Save the dirt! To save the soil is to save ourselves. 3. An essay with the theme of Soil

Soil---the source of life

"Diligence is a money tree, frugality is a cornucopia." Now, in the advanced 21st century, precious resources have been conserved, but some ordinary resources are becoming less and less day by day, but no one pays attention to them.

In a corner of our community, there are several tons of soil piled up. It is said that it was left over from the greening project back then, and it was planned to be transported to the suburbs for greening improvements later. But since then, no one has dealt with this matter. It was piled there and now becomes a pile of ruins. These tons of soil were wasted.

All things thrive on soil, and humans thrive on soil. The soil is our foundation, and the soil is our food and clothing. Regardless of villages, cities, farmland, mines, mountains, rivers, forests, grasslands... they are all closely related to soil. The soil is ordinary and simple, broad and heavy, dedicated silently without expecting anything in return, and great achievements without publicity! We Chinese have a very deep affection for soil. According to legend, Nuwa created humans in ancient times, and the carrier of life given by Nuwa was clay. Let me ask: "Is this worthy of the soil?" Although the soil is ordinary, it is the soil that is not worth mentioning that gave birth to us and raised us. Some people will say: "Soil is everywhere, how can it become extinct?" I said: "Yes, soil is indeed impossible to become extinct! But I want to ask, if you have 100 yuan and spend 0.01 yuan, Are the two the same? ”

Once, the grandfather and grandmother from the neighborhood committee led some of our students to plant trees. At that time, a lot of soil was dug out. After planting the trees, I found that there was still some in the bucket. At this time, a grandpa was about to pour the soil into the garbage bag. I hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "Grandpa, let me put this soil back into nature?" Grandpa looked at me, smiled, and put the soil away. Gave it to me. I ran to a small tree next to me and gently surrounded it with soil, as if I had given it a warm home. Here, it comes into play again!

Every resource around us is indispensable. Let us fully save them, use them, and work hard to create a new city!

Soil People praise the green grass for greening the environment, the green pines and cypresses for being strong and unyielding, and the simple bridges for providing convenience to people. But how many people have thought about the obscure soil? The earth is so earthy that it cannot be more ordinary. It has been stepped on by people, even abandoned by people, but it has no complaints, just like the simple old scalper. Some people have more vanity than anything else. They blindly pursue superficial vanity, and are often blinded by the brilliance of the outside. They only have jewelry and money in their eyes... and while they collect auras, they abandon diamonds. Dirt is our diamond. All things are nurtured by soil, and humans thrive on soil. The soil is our foundation, and the soil is our food and clothing. The soil is ordinary and simple, broad and heavy, dedicated silently without expecting anything in return, and has great achievements but never publicity. However, this precious soil is often ignored and neglected by people. People only envy those tall buildings, but they don't know about the soil holding up the buildings underground? People only envy those beautiful flowers, but they don’t know the soil that breeds branches and leaves? People only know how to envy the tall and straight welcoming pine, but they don’t know about the unknown soil that supplies it with moisture and nutrients? In real life, people cheer for the wonderful praises on the stage, but how many people think of the hard-working people behind the scenes? People only chanted poems and carols in front of dilapidated buildings. How many people thought about the construction workers who moved to other places? This is just like we only see the beauty of the watch and never want to know about the gears that provide power, thinking that it is the job of the watch repairman. As everyone knows, we are just a molecule of the soil. When we despise the soil, we forget ourselves. 4. A 600-word essay about soil

People praise the green grass for greening the environment, the green pines and cypresses for their strength and unyielding, and the simple bridges for providing convenience to people. But how many people have thought about the unknown soil? Woolen cloth? The earth is so earthy that it cannot be more ordinary.

It has been stepped on and even abandoned by people, but it has no complaints, just like the simple old scalper. Some people have more vanity than anything else.

They blindly pursue superficial vanity, and are often blinded by the brilliance of the outside. They only have jewelry and money in their eyes... and while they are collecting auras, they abandon diamonds. Dirt is our diamond.

All things are nurtured by soil, and human beings thrive on soil. The soil is our foundation, the soil is our food and clothing.

The soil is ordinary and simple, broad and heavy, dedicated silently without expecting anything in return, and has great achievements but never publicity. However, this precious soil is often ignored and neglected by people.

People only envy those tall buildings, but who knows about the soil holding up the buildings underground? People only envy those beautiful flowers, but they don't know the soil that breeds branches and leaves? People only know how to envy the tall and straight welcoming pine, but they don’t know about the unknown soil that supplies it with moisture and nutrients? In real life, people cheer for the wonderful praises on the stage, but how many people think of the hard-working people behind the scenes? People only chanted poems and carols in front of dilapidated buildings. How many people thought about the construction workers who moved to other places? This is just like we only see the beauty of the watch and never want to know about the gears that provide power, thinking that it is the job of the watch repairman. As everyone knows, we are just a molecule of the soil. When we despise the soil, we forget ourselves. 5. Write an essay on the topic of soil. Write an essay of more than 600 words. The title of the essay should contain "The soil of the countryside. The countryside is made of soil. Earth is the soul of the countryside. It is The best gift God has given to the countryside. Soil and crops, crops and people are all arranged one by one, and no one can live without the other. A ball of soil is like a scripture that can be read hundreds of times. My great-grandfather read it, My grandfather has read it, my father has read it, my brothers and sisters and I have also read it, and our children and grandchildren will continue to read it. One life after another, touching here and there in the soil, and every time you touch it, you will feel old. Until even the soil cannot be touched, this life should be touched by the soil. I once carefully observed my father’s hands. They were as rough as the bark of an old tree. The joints were thick and the fingers were deformed. None of them were Complete nails. These hands have scratched the land for more than eighty years. Every piece of land in Doucun has left his fingerprints, and even every soil ball has felt the warmth of his hands. A serious illness made him His right hand was disabled and he could no longer plow the land. After digging the soil with a pickaxe, I persuaded him to let others work on the few pieces of land at home. He gritted his teeth and made the decision with difficulty. But he insisted on keeping a small piece of land. If you do it yourself, even if you say you are idle, you will be idle. You can’t plant the land. Even if you stand in the field, squat, sit on the ridge of the field, bend down and pull a few handfuls of grass, you will feel better. My father left it. At most, there were only three thirds of the land. In the spring, corn was planted, and then a crop of sesame seeds were planted. When I returned to Doucun in the summer, I found him and his mother squatting under the white sun, one laboring to turn over the soil, the other I beat the soil with a mallet. Witnessing this scene, my heart surged. So I told them that this land can no longer be planted. If it gets too hot, it is not worth it. My father was beating while Clods of soil, while saying, plant the last crop. My mother also echoed, plant the last crop. They have told me this no less than four or five times, but they have not fulfilled it every time. The season moves forward again and again. Extending, my father's crops also extended forward again and again. In fact, I knew in my heart that as long as my father and mother did not fall, this "last crop" would have to extend forward again and again. We are closely related to the land and crops. Meeting once is a kind of fate, a tacit understanding and communication between one soul and another soul. Crops come one after another, and we send them away one crop after another. Every time we welcome a crop, we There is more hope; every time a crop is sent away, we have more fulfillment. In this welcome and farewell, the farmers from generation to generation walk into the soil with smiles. Just imagine, without them, crop after crop will be harvested. With the stubble accompanying us, how pale our lives must be! When sowing, I often clutch the seeds and imagine that after these seeds go to the soil, they can never come back to the village, just like each one. Although they will bring me more harvests, I am still reluctant to part with them. The crops turn green one after another, and the crops turn yellow one after another. It seems that everything happens in the blink of an eye. Harvest The same is true. When I hold the mature crops in my arms with a sickle, they are so quiet! I know that it is time to send away another crop. After a restless spring and a noisy summer, the land until all the crops are gone. After everyone was sent away, he lay down calmly and fell asleep deeply under the moonlight. The thick fog floating in the fields must be its long and soothing breath. 6. Write an essay on the theme of "soil"

I learned Chinese from the mountains and forests. It was another day when the grass was green and the orioles were dancing wildly.

I secretly made an appointment with my friends and rode a bicycle to a mountain forest filled with greenery and jade. Our intrusion broke the silence of the mountain forest, and countless birdsong filled our ears, bringing indescribable joy.

I just feel that my heart is close to nature! I have sat in suffocating classrooms countless times, looking out the window at the chimneys spewing black smoke, and describing the melodious chirping of birds with boring brush strokes. But little did I know that the sounds of nature here can never be described as real, even if they are experienced from articles by famous writers.

I have written countless times about the gurgling water and the withered red flowers with sentimental feelings. Who would have thought that there is always such a voice in the soft soil in the mountains and forests: "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud." Protect the flowers more. "I have sung for freedom and praised happiness countless times, but I have never listened to nature so carefully.

When the birds return to the nest, the warmth shown by the mother feeding the chicks; the tenacity and unity shown by the ants working together to carry the food; the intricate connections created by the trees, grass and vines... everything. How can everything be understood simply from textbooks? Even the wonderful strokes of making flowers may not be able to explain the mystery of this magical nature. If it hadn't been for that trip and that "daring" move, I wouldn't have been so excited and happy to write words that made me excited in a flowing writing style. I wouldn't have used this to praise myself. I would have been proud. He also said faithfully: "In the vast mountains and forests, when I got along closely with nature, I discovered a lot and understood a lot. I understood this famous saying with the purest heart: 'The connotation of language is equal to the denotation of life. .

'" Who dares to deny: Chinese language comes from life. 7. Who has an essay on the topic of soil?

When we are good masters of the land, we step on vast pieces of land, pieces of yellow land, and our feet create broad roads. Since ancient times, the land has been the basis of food and clothing for human beings. It has nurtured us with its own milk and is the common mother of all human beings. But today, with the rapid development of science and technology, the land has suffered unprecedented destruction. This is all Trouble caused by humans... Please see, soil pollution is like a soft knife, depriving large areas of fertile soil of its productivity. Severe soil pollution leads to a decrease in the growth and development of crops, reduces the quality of crops, and harms the health of humans and livestock. It must be It has aroused our high vigilance! In today's world, the destruction of land is astonishing. In Africa, the Sahara Desert is continuing to expand; in the equatorial region, the mountains and plateaus where humans can live are rapidly eroding, and the Southern Plains is a loess belt that is gradually lacking grass. The Americas will continue to turn into deserts. In most areas of South America, soil will flow into water because the slopes of the slopes are too steep. In the vast sandy areas of Australia and the United States, if the dry period is too long, the soil will be blown away by the wind. Asia will also fall into The same deplorable state. As the population increases, the land is cultivated more frequently, until it becomes barren and useless. In the gradual expansion and deepening of natural poverty, human poverty also gradually expands and deepens. In addition, as the population increases, The land is also relatively barren. The harm of soil erosion is getting bigger and bigger for humans. If it is not stopped, human society will be destroyed. Especially the erosion of soil by waste batteries is simply "scaring you out" "Jump", the toxic substances produced after each battery is integrated into the soil can make it impossible to grow crops on 1 hectare of land. Now, our country has become the world's largest battery consumer, using hundreds of millions of batteries every year. However, we At present, the recycling rate of waste batteries is very low. A large number of waste batteries are thrown away with the garbage, and some are even littered everywhere. Heavy metals such as mercury, silver, and cadmium in the batteries will leak into the soil with rain during the battery erosion process. It pollutes the soil, and as the water in the soil moves, it further pollutes rivers, lakes and oceans, until it enters the bodies of various organisms and humans. Humanity’s plunder of the earth’s land is also alarming. According to estimates by the United Nations Environment Program, Throughout history, the earth has lost 2 billion hectares (30 billion acres) of land, which is more than the current total cultivated land in the world; there are still 5 million to 7 million hectares of land in the world every year, and it is not becoming barren. The land is used for other purposes. In addition to part of the erosion caused by water and wind, the main reason for this loss is that people gave up the protection of land resources and carried out man-made destruction for the sake of immediate small profits. According to predictions by relevant United Nations departments , if the destruction and occupation of land is not stopped, and the momentum of world population growth is not controlled, the world's population will have reached 6.5 billion by 2007, and the average cultivated land per person in the world will only be 0.15 hectares. This kind of situation will pose a huge threat to human food supply. Human beings are the masters of nature and friends of nature, so we should protect the environment and cherish the land. The land is our mother, and every inch of our skin has Grains of soil; as soon as our palms are close to the land, our hearts become calm. We are all members of the land, and we cannot leave her. Let us cherish the land and work together to save the mother of mankind and create a beautiful world. 's home. 8. Write a 600-word essay "The Soil of Hometown" with soil as the title.

Hold a handful of soil, feel the taste of hometown, sing a folk song, praise the simplicity of farmers, some people are covered with soil, But his heart is spotless; some people are clean on their bodies, but their hearts are full of dirt.

--Inscription Whenever I see the dirt on the roadside, I always have the urge to go up and smell its fragrance. Not for anything else, just to feel its simplicity.

Speaking of simplicity, I can't help but think of my relatives in my hometown - the simple farmers. I am an out-and-out rural person, but fortunately I have the opportunity to come to the city to study.

The moment I entered the city, I knew that it was different from the countryside. It was bustling with traffic, crowded with people, and full of prosperity and busyness everywhere. On the first day of school, looking at these children in the city, my heart was hurt.

I began to be reluctant to speak and silently held on to the so-called "self-esteem." But that incident changed me.

One day my father came home drunk, took my hand and said to me: "Nanny, you have changed since you came to the city.

I know you are starting to look down on farmers, starting... But I want to tell you, our ancestors have been farmers for generations. You have to remember that these city people are no different from us. Who dares to say that his ancestors are not farmers? Your father and I are also a farmer, but I am unwilling to accept it. I work hard to learn skills just to change my destiny.

The same goes for you, there is nothing shameful about being a farmer. On the contrary, you have to fight for our farmers.

We farmers have dirty hands but not dirty hearts, you know? "After listening to this passage, a huge wave surged in my heart. I understood... Looking at the soil, I seemed to see the folks who were struggling endlessly on the land of my hometown. I seemed to see them facing the back of the loess. Working in the sky, I seem to see their simple smiles and enthusiastic eyes like the sun. I know that being a farmer is not shameful, on the contrary, I am very proud.

Holding a handful of soil, Feel the warmth of your hometown, hold a handful of soil, and feel the simple love. 9. Composition about soil

One day, a gardener discovered a pile of soil on the side of the road, and a very fragrant smell came from the pile. The gardener was curious and surprised and asked the pile of soil, "Are you a treasure from a big city?" Or a rare spice? Or expensive materials? "

Mud said: "No, I am just an ordinary piece of clay.

The gardener said: "Then where does your strong fragrance come from?" "

Tutu said: "I just spent a long time with roses in the rose garden. ”

Whatever kind of people we get along with, over time, we will have the same taste. Let us not only be close to the soil of roses and absorb its fragrance, but also encourage ourselves and become people who can bring others Fragrant roses.

Xunzi said: "The fluffy hemp grows straight without support; the white sand grows black in nirvana. "External factors are not the fundamental reason for changing people's personalities and habits. However, as the materialist dialectics says, they have a promoting effect on things. Driven by external factors, we are easily affected by the things around us. As we often say “The one who is close to vermilion is red, the one who is close to ink is black. ” The reason is the same. This requires us to have the ability to discern, find environments that are beneficial to ourselves, and stay away from environments that are harmful to ourselves. Although sometimes we may not be able to help ourselves, we must also understand this from the bottom of our hearts 10 .Composition Read the following materials and write an article of no less than 800 words as required

"Soil" by Luo Luli mainly expresses a kind of self-positioning in life and an attitude towards life. And the different life feelings experienced from this.

Of course, there are more perspectives, such as the ordinaryness and greatness of soil, such as the dedication of soil, such as the significance of soil to everything... open up your mind. , the sea and the sky are vast. Specifically, we can conceive of the plan like this: from the literal meaning of "soil", we can think of "land", which connects the earth where we live and the environment in which people live in both time and space. Combining environmental protection issues with attention to practical issues such as ecological pollution, soil erosion, and soil desertification, it is suitable for writing scientific and technological explanatory texts, literary essays, and even investigative reports with practical significance.

"Hometown" can also be derived from "soil". , "homeland", "land", "homeland" and many other meanings. All kinds of people live on the soil, and they do various things every day, so you might as well stand on the soil. Select the people living on the land, what happened, the changing scenery, the emotions inspired, etc., and use this as material to write narratives or short novels.

Think of the people living on it from the "earth". , as well as the "earth"-like life state, lifestyle, thoughts and emotions of these people, such as the vast "villages", "farmers", "artists", etc., both collectively and individually, can be associated with "earth" , they are ordinary, persevering, tenacious, and unyielding, but their "earth" character has its own sacred, great, and noble qualities that are worthy of people's love, admiration, admiration, and admiration. They are suitable for writing lyrical prose or prose poems and other genres. . To create associations based on certain qualities of "earth", such as the dedication of earth, the broad mind of earth, the hard work of earth, etc., just choose one of the angles, dig deep, and compare things to people, from here to there, You can choose new stories, one-act plays, fairy tales, fables, etc.

Of course, you can also consider writing reviews or essays, praising the earth-like spirit, promoting the broadness of earth, or criticizing neglect. The phenomenon of soil, the practices of destroying soil, the journey of destroying soil, etc. can show the prospects, point out the benefits and disadvantages, analyze the consequences, give warnings, attract attention, and issue appeals. They can also write vividly and profoundly around the topic.

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