1. A Failure Experience Composition

My hands felt itchy.

In this class, I was stuck - I didn't know how to fold it. In order to enrich our composition topics, I folded it with my classmates. Looking at the other students, as long as you think about it and make gestures with your hands, you will feel as uncomfortable as someone throwing cold water on them. However, Teacher Wang came up with a new idea. "

I calmed down and folded it. I thought to myself.

Guess what we are doing!" "I also folded it: haha?" Teacher Wang explained with a smile. He said, maybe there is a good way. Time passed ruthlessly, but I still don't understand. You are successful. I really want to give up halfway. Everyone can do it. I laugh more and more.

I’m so anxious, this is so simple, I’ll send you the drawings!”: We folded the flower basket last time! The difficulty has increased, I thought. I brought a drawing of a butterfly and a piece of beige colored paper. Regardless of whether the folding was successful or failed, what should I fold this time? Only a few of us "wounded" were left holding the colored paper dejectedly and at a loss. : It’s nothing, it’s a trivial matter: “It doesn’t matter.

I just finished the second step and heard from our composition class that I was still thinking about opening the triangle. Cut one side into two halves? No matter what, I showed off my "trophies" everywhere, but it still failed. I couldn't get to the basic shape of the third step. Here we are! I was folding paper, and I was left with a frown.

As soon as I got the paper, I looked at the drawing carefully: "This time we will not fold the same thing: let's fold paper. Can't even handle a tiny butterfly.

Several classmates came over to help us. They were very upset. I looked at the pile of waste paper and two shapeless butterflies on the table. Fold them by yourselves. I felt happy again. A failed experience." Okay. I looked at the remaining steps on the drawing and calmed down.

But no matter what, the original happy smile was gone! I followed the method on the drawing with confidence, feeling that I was really useless? The drawing says to fold along the dotted line. "Oh. 2. With "

Cao Xueqin led me to appreciate the eternal spread of Dream of Red Mansions: "There is a golden house in the book.

There are many more? But it's short-lived! From babbling to learning to speak. When I simply put down the pen, it is not difficult, seven turns.

Then he continued to work in the sweltering heat. Despite beads of sweat covering my forehead, I picked up the pen again while studying. I felt angry and toiled. I saw a kind of worry and felt an indescribable sadness in my heart: "It's review again.

Haizi Church I "faced the sea and immersed myself in the tactics of the sea for seven years. When will it be the end?" But people like my aunt and others work hard; Li Du taught me how to recite poems and write poems.

In comparison, it is actually not difficult. It gives me a different feeling, that is, I am enjoying happiness. I always feel so tired and exhausted. I once again picked up the review book and felt lazy. Get down on the table! "So, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming", people are irritated, and the aunt can only wipe her hands. From "Mom and Dad" to "Poems and Songs", she is more tired than us every day, and I have no influence at all. From the teacher's hand My hands taught me to write until I took the exam alone and should not be easily defeated by learning. Studying, I struggled to open my tired eyes. Through the window, I saw a cleaning lady cleaning the window under the scorching sun? So many questions: "It doesn't matter if I am tired from studying.

Although the cicadas are constantly chirping in the trees outside the classroom. Instead of treating study as a drudgery, the so-called gold.

Soon it will be over I couldn't hold on. When I was studying, I gradually understood a lot... Once again, I sat in the bright classroom, soaked my clothes, put my hands on my face and sighed, it was happiness, it was actually not difficult, I continued to review, and unconsciously I I have been wandering in the sea of ??learning, and I have been studying hard.

The ancients said.

Interesting and endless knowledge gradually gathered into a tower. "But for me.

Studying like this, on her face, I feel that learning is also a very happy thing. Looking at the cleaning aunt, there are so many things to remember..." But at this time. 3. Write a 500-word essay about someone who has just entered middle school

Maupassant said: "People live in hope. When a hope is shattered or realized, new hope will emerge." New Year is new. expectations, new hopes, new journeys, and new gains. A new semester, a new starting point, a new look, let us look forward to a better tomorrow, let us embark on the journey again!

The new semester is here, so everyone must have new plans. What are my plans? In fact, my plan is the same as others.

1. Respect teachers, unite classmates, love labor, love class, and consciously abide by the rules and regulations of the school and class.

2. In the new semester, I promise not to fight with my classmates. Love physical exercise and ensure that you have a strong body.

3. Complete all assignments assigned by the teacher carefully and be meticulous. Class assignments must be completed in class; after-class assignments and homework must also be completed independently and on time.

4. During class, I must listen carefully, do not make small moves, do not whisper to my classmates, and strive to digest all the knowledge taught by the teacher in class.

It is not enough to do this. I also hope that I can get good results in the placement test. I know that it is very difficult to do this, but as long as you stick to it and never back down, it will become very easy.

I know that everyone has different thoughts, because everyone has their own ambitions and different goals. Now that I have grown up, my new goal is not to be a great man, nor to be an artist, nor to become a scientific giant. Instead, when I grow up, I will go to a better university and find a stable job. It is enough to do extraordinary things for the country and society in your ordinary position and contribute your own strength.

There are roads in the mountain of books, hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ??learning, and hard work is the boat. Let us *** explore the unknown world together 4. Write an essay on the failure of small production Five Hundred and Fifty Cross

There is a roly-poly on the desk at my house. It is wearing a brand new red dress and a little red riding hood on its head. , has a pair of big grape-like eyes, a small nose, and a big mouth, smiling at you, so cute! It wasn’t bought, I made it.

Last Sunday, it took me a long time to finish the teacher's homework. There was nothing to do after that and I felt very bored. At this time, I had a clever idea and wanted to be a tumbler. I quickly came to the study room to find the book "I Love Making Handicrafts", and finally found the drawings for making it. If that didn't work, I prepared materials. The roly-poly started, I opened the refrigerator and took out an egg. Use a needle to lightly make two small

holes at both ends of the egg. I was afraid that if I applied too much force, the egg shell would break. Then, I blew as hard as I could from a small hole. After blowing for a long time, the egg yolk and egg white flowed out, and finally only the eggshell I needed was left. I stuffed the soil in bit by bit

bit by bit. After half an hour, I saw that it was almost full. I tried to see if it could stand up on its own, but I failed. If it wasn't supported by my hand, it would fall down. What's going on? I looked at the picture

Paper and it turns out that I only need to stuff half of it. I'm so careless. I got the mud out again, and when I was halfway through, I tried it again. I pressed it to the ground, and as soon as I let go of my hand, it stood up again. Experiment successful! I dressed him up again and made a hat out of cardboard. Although I was very tired, I was still very happy looking at the cute tumbler.

Every time someone comes here, they compliment me on how ingenious I am. I was very happy to hear that.

5. An essay on frustration, 600 words, about learning to ride a bicycle, falling down, and being frustrated, and then passing by my dad

Riding a bicycle for the first time

Whenever I see people riding I am always extremely envious when the bicycle is racing on the road or driving slowly on the forest path, the wheels are spinning and flying, and the bells are singing happily. I thought, it would be great if I could ride a bicycle!

The opportunity has come. One day during the winter vacation, I went to my father’s work to play. After lunch, I said to my father, "Can your father teach me how to ride a bicycle?" My father readily agreed.

So, my father rolled out the bicycle he had ridden from the garage and taught me how to ride it. He asked me to ride on and he held the car from behind. I got on the bicycle, stepped on the pedals, held the handlebars with my hands, and the front of the bicycle tilted this way and that. Dad said: "Sit up straight, use natural strength on your waist, look forward, and hold the handlebars tightly. When the front of the car tilts to the left, you have to push to the right." I nodded, and sure enough, the car stopped swaying. .

I ride much better than when I started. Then it’s time for step two. Dad helped me get into the car first. I kicked my foot and the car ran forward. Dad let go and let me ride by myself. The car was about to turn, and I wasn't paying attention. Suddenly the front of the car tilted to the left and fell heavily to the ground. The bicycle also fell on me. I got up after saying "ouch" and stopped riding out of anger. Tears fell on my chest. Why is it so difficult to learn to ride a bicycle? The more I cry, the sadder I feel. Dad ran over and said to me: "You were riding very well just now, but you were turning too fast. How could you stop learning just because you fell? When I first started learning to ride a bicycle, I fell more than you." Get up after falling and learn again. Failure is the mother of success, understand?" I understood, so I picked up the bicycle and continued to learn.

Now I not only learned to ride a bicycle, but also have good skills. But I will never forget the first time I learned to ride a bicycle, because it made me understand the truth that "failure is the mother of success." 6. An essay on failure is the mother of success

Failure is the mother of success

As the saying goes: "Failure is the mother of success." This seems to have become a cliché, but actions and words Sometimes it's inconsistent. When a "red light" appears on your report card or you encounter difficulties at work, do you feel nothing but frustration? Do you realize that there are seeds of success in this failure? Everyone’s answer to this will definitely be different! It is necessary to talk about it here: Failure is the mother of success.

Everything in the world is rarely smooth sailing, but failure can happen at any time. Otherwise, wouldn’t the reputation of those “inventors” and “literary giants” easily fall on everyone’s head? Throughout history, the reason why those outstanding great people achieved success is precisely because they can treat failure correctly and gain lessons from failure, thus kicking off the stumbling block of failure and embarking on the road to success. For example, the great inventor Edison, There are countless successes in life, and even more countless failures in life. He once experienced eight thousand failed experiments for an invention, but he did not think it was a waste. Instead, he said: "Why should I be depressed? These eight thousand failures at least made me understand these eight thousand experiments." It won't work." This was Edison's attitude towards failure. He often learns lessons from failures, sums up experience, and achieves inventions based on countless failures. Although failure can bring pain to people, it can also make people gain something; it not only points out the mistakes and shortcomings in our work, but also inspires us to gradually move towards success. Failure is both the negation of success and the foundation of success, that is to say: "Failure is the mother of success."

However, in reality, success is not the accumulation of failures, but the summary of failures. and beyond. Failure to recognize this will lead to the absurd conclusion that “the more failures there are, the more success there is.” For example, the famous parallel axiom in mathematics has been doubted by people since its inception. For thousands of years, countless mathematicians have tried to prove the parallel axiom, but they have all failed. The mathematician Poirier spent his life working on the proof of the parallel axiom but achieved nothing, and finally died in despair and pain.

Just when this problem was swallowing up people's wisdom like a bottomless pit without giving anything in return, Lobachevsky found out the reason for the failure after seven years of verification with no results. After repeated failures, Lobachevsky summarized and analyzed the causes and consequences of the failures, understood the problem in essence, and achieved success. It can be seen that "failure is the mother of success" is an objective law, but to truly transform failure into success from possibility to reality, we must go through continuous exploration and scientific analysis, learn from failures and guide future efforts. Work, so that your failure is not "in vain".

Young people are prone to failure and discouragement at work. Therefore, only by keeping in mind the famous saying "Failure is the mother of success" and establishing firm self-confidence can we see hope from disappointment and Failure leads to success.

"Failure is the mother of success" should not only become our favorite motto, but more importantly, it should become a guide for our actions. "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold." Benefiting from failure and rising from diligence are the paths to success for aspiring young people.